"Scholars have a lot of thoughts!" Wusheng couldn't help but sigh when he heard this.

"Who else knows about pretending to be injured?"

"It's just the three of us."

“Have you gained anything?”

"Not yet." Qu Donglai shook his head.

Three of the "Zhenhe Tower" have been destroyed, but they still have no useful clues. They really do not have the talent in detecting cases.

"Although there are many people coming to the Su family now, there are not many who really help. It is possible that those who watch the fun or those who make trouble in secret may be there." Qu Donglai sighed, "Conspiracy and other tricks are the most annoying."

Wusheng stayed in Lin'an for a day and returned to Hailing City. The Prince of Donghai had woken up and was in danger of his life for the time being.

In a rage, King Donghai did not find any clues.

There were dark clouds pressing over the entire city. Wusheng stayed in the courtyard for a rare moment of purity.

He was a little fascinated by the painting in the study.

In a trance, a fire appeared in his eyes, as if it was floating out of the painting. In addition to the fire, there was a vague sword in his eyes.

Fire is born from swords, and swords are born from fire.

Spicy, burning everything.

Wusheng gradually felt the artistic conception contained in this painting.

Not long ago, he realized the fire of Buddhism while fighting with Monk Huiwu, but at that time, the Buddha's light turned into golden flames in the sea of ​​consciousness, but the actual magic power could not be generated. He has been thinking about the key points of this. He has been watching this painting for a while. Today, he looked at this painting, and the key points that were stuck seemed to be loose.

This is what Monk Kongxu said that you can get a lot of opportunities to go down the mountain and enter the world to practice.

On the third day after Prince Donghai was injured, an imperial edict came from the capital, and Xuan Donghai entered the capital within three days to meet the saint.

In the Donghai Palace, there are only two people in the wide room in the study of King Donghai, one is King Donghai, and the other is a middle-aged man dressed in a pedantic manner. He is in his forties, with a face as jade as a crown, and a few strands of long hair. He is wearing a light gray robe that is not conspicuous.

"Sir, what do you think is that the father is anxious to summon us to Beijing this time?"

"Didn't the prince get any news in the palace?"

"No." Tokai Neptune shook her head.

"This time the imperial edict was very sudden. No one got the news in advance. They didn't even know where their father is now."

"Now the world is in turmoil, disasters are constantly occurring in various places, and foreign enemies are invading. It can be said that it is internal and external troubles. The emperor may want to ask the princes to enter the country to discuss countermeasures." The man thought for a while.

"The prince's divination technique is superb, so you might as well divine a divination."

"I've passed it."

"What is the hexagram?"

"The birds fall into the cage, and they cannot fly. It is a sign of great evil." King Donghai said after pondering for a moment.

Oh? The gentleman's face changed when he heard this.

"In this way, the prince should be cautious about entering the capital. Since the emperor has named him and asked to enter the capital within three days, the prince might as well delay it. Wait for a few more days and ask someone to inquire about it to see what happened to the princes who entered the capital. How those princes should deal with it? The prince will also take advantage of the few days to prepare." The man stroked his long hair and walked a few steps inside the house.

"How to drag it?"

"Isn't the prince poisoned? The murderer has not been found so far, so the prince can also be poisoned..."

After hearing this, King Donghai was silent, holding a small jade lion in his hand and constantly touching it.

In the small courtyard where Wusheng is located,

Xiao Ye, who was about to go back to rest, suddenly found that there seemed to be a fire in the bookstore where Wusheng was. He thought that something was wrong inside the house, so he hurried over. Just as he was about to shout, a wave of heat suddenly rushed out of the room, smashed the window sash, tore the curtain wall, and lifted her out, and threw her heavily to the ground.

She was dizzy when she was thrown, and she struggled to get up and looked into the room. She saw a fire in the room, with tables, chairs, wooden windows, and even beds burning. She was sitting alone in the flames, looking at a picture in her hand, as if she didn't notice that she was in the flames, and the flames were jumping in front of him.

The servants who heard the sound also ran over and saw the fire-ridden house and wanted to go and inactivate it, but were stopped by Xiao Ye.

Although she is not a practitioner and does not understand the method of practice, she has also heard about some practices while undergoing training. In this situation, it should be that the young man is practicing, and he may be in a rare understanding and cannot be disturbed.

The people who were stopped stayed outside and watched the flames burning in the room, but they never hurt Wusheng at all.

Tables, chairs, beds, screens...the fired furniture is burning rapidly, and the fire is getting bigger and bigger.

Wusheng looked at the painting in his hand, and there was a fire in his eyes.

He saw the fire, saw the sword in the fire, and vaguely saw a trace. Where did the sword come from and where did it end? In the sea of ​​consciousness, he was constantly copying this sword.

From the initial panic to the gradually touching the rules,

One sword after another,

Suddenly, a sword slashed out, slashing through the air, and then a large area of ​​flames burned.

In the house, Wusheng, who was sitting, suddenly moved. He waved his hands and his magic power emitted, covering the entire room. He could feel every flame jumping. With his hands closed, the flames in the room immediately went out, and there was no spark at all.

He looked up at the people who were standing outside who looked at him, and saw shock in their eyes, and caring and worry in Xiaoye's eyes.

"I scared you." Wusheng said with a smile.

I just saw this painting and realized something, and then a few sparks of Mars appeared, drifted out, ignited the room, and now most of it has been burned down.

"It's good that the young master is fine. I'll ask someone to come and clean up immediately." Xiao Ye smiled after hearing this.

"No hurry, you guys go down, don't bother me." Wusheng waved his hand, signaled them to go down, and then continued to watch the painting.

I just realized something and had a rare opportunity, so he decided to continue to view the painting. As for the damaged house, it was not a problem to burn the furniture.

"Yes, young master." Xiao Ye responded, and then signaled the servant who was still surrounding the house to leave.

All these people left quietly, and Xiaoye looked back at Wusheng, who was watching the painting and was quietly returning to her room. However, she did not rest, but quietly looked at Wusheng in the room through the window.

Maybe the young master will have something to tell him.

Wusheng just sat there, and sat for a night.

In the early morning, several servants got up and were about to start the day's work. They unexpectedly found that the young master they served was still in the room, holding a scroll in his hand and the silence he saw. Xiao Ye had already come out and asked them to go back, and the courtyard, which was slightly moved, returned to quiet again.

She looked at the burnt room, and could see clearly inside. Wusheng sat at the burning wooden table, as if he was ignorant.

The broken room was burnt and the door was broken, but there was no dust on one person's body. A heat kept pouring out of the room. A little closer made people feel that the heat was coming and they felt uncomfortable all over.

At noon, it was great, and there was a knock on the door outside.

Xiaoye, who heard the sound, hurried to open the door.

It crunched, the door was opened, but Wei Ming was standing outside.
Chapter completed!