Chapter 281 Conjecture

Although the large demon army was stationed not far outside the city, they did not attack for a long time. They just clamored at the city gate from time to time and never engaged in a head-on conflict, which made people confused for a while.

Lu Huai took Nan Xiao for a walk on the city wall. On the way back, they happened to meet the Wen brothers and sisters.

"Brother Lu, Miss Nan."

"Master Wen, Miss Wen."

The four of them greeted each other.

Wen Anruo's gaze inadvertently fell on the two people's tightly clasped hands. The light in her eyes dimmed. She thought she had let it go, but at this moment, her heart still felt like it had been hit by a heavy hammer, a dull pain.

Nan Xiao noticed Wen Anruo's gaze and felt a little helpless. She really didn't mean to provoke him, nor did she intend to show off.

But as soon as Lu Huai got the chance, he would hold her hand with a grip as strong as an iron clamp. If she struggled a little, he would look at her pitifully, like a puppy neglected by its owner, unable to refuse at all.

Wen Anche sighed, "From the looks of you two, it seems like you're about to go back. So, let's not waste your time for now. I'll invite you two to a small gathering some other day when I have some free time."

After saying that, he dragged the somewhat absent-minded Wen Anruo away.

When they reached a deserted corner, Wen Anche let her go, "An Ruo, you've lost your composure."

Wen Anruo: "Brother, I won't do it again next time."

“…”

Nan Xiao looked at the backs of the two people leaving and was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Lu Huai straightened her body and said, "What's so good about them? Look at me."

"No, I was thinking."

"What's up?"

"I was thinking about what Senior Brother said last time. Young Master Wen and the others have a secret. Maybe it's related to the demon clan. It's a pity that they are so tight-lipped. I can't pry it out no matter what I do."

Lu Huai walked side by side with her: "This is indeed quite strange. The elders in the sect alliance all know about this, but no one has pursued this issue."

"Okay, let's not think about this anymore. Let's go see Senior Sister Jian."

"Okay." Lu Huai reached out and affectionately tidied her messy hair.

Nan Xiao took a few steps and suddenly stopped, the smile on his face instantly becoming serious.

She quickly glanced around, and saw only a few scattered civilians and monks, nothing else.

"Xiaoxiao, what are you looking for?"

Nan Xiao frowned and spoke to him in a low voice: "I feel like there are eyes staring at me from behind."

Lu Huai held her hand tighter: "Don't be afraid, no one can hurt you as long as I'm here."

The two looked at each other, affection flowing in their eyes, and ambiguity quietly spread in the air.

Sudden……

Nan Xiao used his free hand to slap him on the back of the head.

"Tear out the little storybook in your head, and don't make me spank you."

She was talking to him about serious matters, but his mind was racing.

Lu Huai: "I think it fits the scene very well."

As soon as these words were spoken, Comrade Xiaolu was beaten up.

People instantly became much more honest.

The two walked away fighting and making noises.

In a compartment on the second floor of the teahouse, a young man of unremarkable appearance withdrew his gaze and drank the tea in his hand.

At this time, a young man with an equally ordinary face entered the room.

"Sir, this is the topographic map and personnel distribution defense map of the City Lord's Mansion."

"Put it down."

"Sir, your injury hasn't healed yet. The City Lord's Mansion is heavily guarded, and there are also people from the sect alliance nearby. Otherwise, let your subordinates go."

"No, I have my own way. Just wait for my news."

"yes."

…

After getting rid of this sight, Nan Xiao quickly sent a message to Su Xun.

When Su Xun arrived with his men, he checked everyone around but found nothing.

Nan Xiao stood there again, carefully recalling the abnormality she had just noticed, and finally her eyes were fixed on the second floor of a teahouse.

She walked towards the teahouse and Su Xun hurriedly followed.

I pushed open the door to the second floor and found it was empty.

Su Xun checked the cup on the table and said, "It seems that the person just left not long ago."

A middle-aged man was invited up by the young disciple. He was the owner of the teahouse.

The shopkeeper bowed and said, "I wonder what you fellow Taoists want to see me about?"

Su Xun raised his eyes and looked at him for a few times. There was no spiritual energy on him, but the scent of elixir. He was an ordinary person who relied on elixirs to prolong his life.

Just an ordinary person who runs a teahouse, can he afford the elixir that can prolong his life?

Is opening a teahouse so profitable?

"Boss, I'd like to ask you a few questions?"

"Please ask, I will tell you everything I know." The shopkeeper's attitude was respectful, with a hint of flattery.

"Who was drinking tea in this room just now? Do you remember?"

The shopkeeper was confused: "I don't understand what you are saying, my friend. There is no one here."

Su Xun frowned: "No one?"

Nan Xiao also looked over.

The shopkeeper felt the pressure and tried to explain, "Yes, there have been rumors of a war with the demons lately, and most of the people in Anyang City have fled. My business, alas, has plummeted. Today, only a few scattered customers came, and no one came to the second floor at all."

Su Xun handed the teapot to the shopkeeper: "But this tea is freshly brewed."

"This...this...what's going on? Did I see a ghost?" The shopkeeper said with a look of fear and confusion, "I really don't know."

Su Xun wanted to ask again, but Nan Xiao shook his head at him.

"Fourth Brother, let's go."

Three brothers were walking on the street.

Su Xun didn't understand: "Little Junior Sister, the shopkeeper looks strange, and you won't let me ask. Did you discover something?"

Nan Xiao recalled what happened in Tianhe City. Mingcheng was in the dungeon at that time and used a secret magic method of the demon clan that could confuse and blur a person's memory.

The shopkeeper's situation was very similar to that of the prison guards at the time.

However, if the other party was really Mingcheng, he could have done it silently. The obvious tea on the table was as if he was deliberately telling others that someone had been here.

Nan Xiao repeated his guess.

Su Xun asked, "Could it be that another demon discovered us and left us behind in a panic?"

"I don't know." Nan Xiao shook his head.

Her intuition told her that it must be Mingcheng.

Nan Xiao didn't hesitate for too long. He gave Su Xun some direction and took Lu Huai to the alchemy room to see Jian Mo.

Jian Mo has recovered well in the past few days.

At this moment, she was able to slowly move her feet and take a few steps with the help of others, which can be said to be a rapid recovery.

"Xiaoxiao, you're here."

Jian Mo took a few steps. Although the wound had already scarred, it still hurt a little, and there were some tiny beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Senior Sister Jian, please have a good rest and don't move around." Nan Xiao trotted forward, held her other hand, and found a soft chair for her to sit down.

"Brother Zhuo, you are such a fool! You don't even try to persuade me. If the wound reopens, it will be so painful."

Zhuo Hua: “???”

"I feel wronged."

His senior sister had to listen to the eldest senior brother and even the master had to stand aside, let alone him who was at the bottom of the food chain.

He feels wronged, but he doesn't say anything.

Jian Mo: "It's none of his business. I just feel uncomfortable lying down and want to walk around. Besides, we cultivators are not that fragile."