Prime Minister, please pick me up

Chapter 155 Using Ink Shadow
Tucking up the quilt for Feng Qingchi, looking at her slightly frowning eyebrows, he sighed helplessly in his heart, then turned and walked out.

"Bai Li." Standing in the bleak courtyard, Bai Weitan called out in a low voice, his voice was cold and distant, without any emotion.

The next moment, a small goose-yellow figure jumped out from the darkness. The girl looked no more than eleven or twelve years old, and she was looking up at her bright and innocent face and smiling "hee hee" at Bai Weitan, with a soft and sweet voice. Nuo Nuo said: "Master, why did you call Bai Li out?"

Bai Weitan looked at the line of sky and water in the distance, his glazed misty eyes were stained with indescribable depth, and his thin lips moved slightly, "I want to know the whereabouts of Lord Qingming. within."

Bai Li Wuxie's small face paused for a moment, with a somewhat troubled look on his face, he said slowly, "Master, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do it in an hour." These young masters of the Nether House have always lived in seclusion, and their movements are unpredictable. He hardly appeared in the sight of everyone, and if he wanted to know his whereabouts, it might not be that simple!
Moreover, because of that person... the master and the master of Qingmingju have almost cut off communication, why would they suddenly want to know the whereabouts of each other now?
Thinking of this, Bai Li's upturned little face showed some strange puzzlement.

The color of Bai Weitan's eyes did not change, he still looked into the distance, his glazed eyes were stained with some emptiness, and he said word by word: "Then use the ink shadow."

Bai Li was taken aback for a moment, his expression shocked.

Mo Ying is the most secretive guard in the hands of the master. He never dispatches easily. I remember that the last time Mo Ying was dispatched was 12 years ago when Prince Yu rebelled. He cooperated with the army and approached the imperial city. The master asked Mo Ying to fight in hiding.

Other than that, the master never used Mo Ying again.

But today, Mo Ying was actually used to find out the whereabouts of Qing Mingju's master? !Bai Li said that he really didn't understand.

"What? Can't Mo Ying do it?" Bai Weitan slightly raised his eyes and glanced at Bai Li, his voice was very soft and his tone was very deep.

"No." Bai Li hurriedly shook his head.That is Mo Ying, the dark pavilion built by the master himself, if the whereabouts of even one person cannot be found out, it will be a joke for others to spread the word!
For Bai Weitan, Bai Li has an almost obsessive worship.

"By the way, help me check the news about Anyang Chengfeng's family. I want everything in detail." Bai Weitan narrowed his eyes, and there was a bit of deep meaning and danger in his eyes.Although Ziran didn't mention how she was doing in Fengfu, it's not that he hasn't heard about the Fengjia in Anyang City. He didn't care about it before, but now... not necessarily!

Although Bai Li was puzzled and wanted to ask the master why he wanted the news of Anyang Chengfeng's family, and he wanted such details, but now she felt that the air pressure was a few degrees lower for no reason. If you dare to ask again, you can only hold back your doubts in your heart.

"Yes, Master." He said respectfully, then turned and left.

The words are divided into two parts.

Another slightly dark room, even on a sunny day, there is not much light in it.

A figure stood in the middle of the room. The man was wearing a jet-black cloak, covering himself tightly from head to toe. It was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

Soon, the door was pushed open with a "squeak", and a middle-aged man with a strong figure walked in. The man was very burly, and there was a little finger-long scar from the corner of his left eye to the temple of his ear, like a scar The distorted centipede lay on its face, extremely terrifying.

"Miss." The man called out to the black cloak in a low voice, his voice was hoarse and low, as if it was squeezed out of his throat, it was a little rough, and there was also a little fear and despair.

"Failed again?" The cold and stern voice came from the black cloak, with a hint of embarrassment and unwillingness.

"Miss, I..."

Before the man finished speaking, the person inside the cloak suddenly waved the whole set of tea sets on the wooden table beside him to the ground, making a crisp sound, one after another, those tea sets shattered all over the floor.

"How many times do you say this is the first failure?" The woman's voice became a little colder, even so hostile and angry.

"Miss, calm down." The middle-aged man quickly knelt on the ground, completely ignoring the broken porcelain pieces all over the floor. Soon, bright red blood flowed from his knees, wet his clothes, and dripped on the ground, along with those white porcelain pieces. , were all stained with blood, but the man didn't seem to feel anything, just knelt numbly.

The black figure turned around slowly, because wearing a mask, he could only see a pair of slightly sinister eyes, slender and cold with a lingering shadow of prey, walked two steps and stood in front of the man, his exposed eyes His lips curled up in a cold and cruel arc, he squatted down, and stretched out his white hand to pinch the man's neck directly.

She spoke almost cruelly, "You go down to find the way first, and soon, this lady will send your mother, wife, and a pair of children to reunite with you."

The man's face suddenly changed, and he looked at the woman pleadingly, "Miss, this subordinate is willing to apologize with death, please don't take your anger out on your family."

"Haha..." The woman laughed a few times, and Canning said, "You should know my rules."

The man knew that no matter what he said, there would be no return, so he just closed his eyes and wanted to die.Fortunately, after the mission failed, he had his mother, wife and children taken away. He hoped that they would be safe. In this life, he was the one who was sorry for them and made them wander for the rest of their lives.

The woman laughed again, with a faint cold light in her eyes, "You don't think it's really safe for you to send them away, do you?"

The man was startled, and instantly looked up at the place in disbelief, "What do you mean by that?" How come?impossible.

The woman took out a small box from the inside of the cloak and opened it in front of the man, "Look, here are four fingers of different sizes. Can you guess whose one belongs to them?" Seeing the man's sudden change of face, the woman was very satisfied He hooked his lips gently, and said slowly: "I took four more recognizable ones, you should guess it?!"

There were four bloody fingers of different sizes lying in that box, and even after the fingers were cut off, they were cut in half, revealing thick white bones and pale blue veins, which made people feel dizzy and disgusted.

"Here, the one on the far right is your mother's. She passed out at that time, then your wife, son, and the last one is your daughter. I heard that she is only eight months old. What a pity. !" The woman spoke carefully to the man, smiling slightly and even opening her mouth with a bit of regret.

(End of this chapter)