Chapter 212 Willow Flying Knife

His heart suddenly came up again! The subtle sound sounded unscrupulously on the roof, and the wind held his breath, leaning against the wall and closely following the sound all the way west.

"Master Feng...Stay." Damn, at the critical moment, Ren Da came swaggering.

Feng Junyang pretended not to hear and continued to walk forward, but the sound on the tile stopped! He couldn't wait to get Ren Fang over and beat him up! At first, this man who likes to put on airs put on airs gave people the feeling that he was still polite. Unexpectedly, he became more and more and more strange. He spread his people all over the Fengjia compound and kept increasing reinforcements.

"Master Feng! I'm calling you!" Ren Fang lay in front of him and said dissatisfiedly, "Is this the way of hospitality of the Feng family?"

"Commissioner, please tell me if you have anything to say." Feng Junyang looked at him without looking at him and listened to the movement of the roof.

"Where is Master Feng going in such a hurry?" Ren Fang walked around Feng Junyang twice, "Are you rushing to meet your two friends?"

Feng Junyang looked at Ren Fang, and his eyes were about to burst into flames: "Ren Fang! What did you do to them? Let me tell you, they are guests from the Miao nationality. Don't arrest people randomly!"

"Don't worry! When you are in a hurry, I can't bear to tell you..." Ren Fang deliberately said slowly, "What's wrong with young people now? You helped him, but he bit him like a mad dog. Is the world changed, or has the person changed?

"What's wrong with them?" Feng Junyang hurriedly asked.

"Young Master Feng, let me tell you one more thing first. We have so many brothers working here to help your Feng family get rid of their suspicions. The Feng family's mansion is far from our station. It will take three or five hours to go..." Ren Fang said in a long voice, "This..."

"Commissioner, how many people do you have? Since you have arrived at our Feng family, that is, you can't invite distinguished guests..." Feng Junyang tried his best to suppress his anger. He also said to clear our Feng family of suspicions. You are actually dead dogs that can't be driven away! But he knew that Ren Fang now controls Yan'an and Mingzhu and the Feng family. Can't he just eat and eat? Raising this group of people for ten and a half months is not harmful to the family, so he smiled and said, "I will order the kitchen to prepare meals for everyone. Commissioner, don't worry, I will let your brothers eat and live well and give you face."

But he said in his heart, it's a pity that our food fed you... It's better to feed the dog, and the dog will recognize the Lord...

"The little brother is really righteous..." Ren Fang laughed and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see your two friends. They are injured."

"How did they get hurt?" Feng Junyang said in a hurry and followed him to the west wing.

The western wing room was brightly lit. Ren Fang's men opened the doors and windows without the consent of anyone in the Feng family and lit all the lanterns. At first glance, they thought they had set up a stage.

The middle room was surrounded by a group of people, pointing at a person who pointed at **.

Feng Junyang pushed the crowd and went in. Fortunately, the ** person was not lying down, but sitting. This person was Yan'an.

He covered his shoulder with one hand and grinned with pain.

"Yan'an, what's wrong with you?" Feng Junyang asked worriedly, "Are you hurt? Where's the pearl?

"The pearl is over there." Yan'an motioned to Mingzhu's room, "She's not hurt, she's just scared."

He was a little relieved to hear that Mingzhu was not injured. He removed Yan'an's hand and saw that the clothes on his shoulder had been torn open, and there was white meat in it... blood wet the clothes.

"What's going on?" Feng Junyang asked, "Who did you have?

"I can't remember anything now." Yan'an looked at the dark people in the room and said hesitantly, "Just now, as soon as you left, Mingzhu and I were stunned before we could go back to the room... and then we were taken to a place..."

"Young man, speak slowly..." Ren Fang handed over a glass of water. He was eager to know the truth of the matter from Yan'an's mouth. When he heard Yan An say that he was taken to a place, he immediately thought of the hundreds of men and women who disappeared. Seeing that Yan'an and Mingzhu were young men and women, they were the targets of mysterious people, he couldn't help but feel that Yixi, there is a clue!

"You all retreat!" Ren Fang said, "There are many people and noisy, let him recall slowly... Don't worry, young man, think slowly... What have you encountered?"

"I'm also confused. I only remember being brought into a thing, something like a grave..." Yan An tried to recall, "There are gloomy white bones everywhere, and sad ghost crying... Feng Junyang, did I hit a ghost?"

Ren Fang cast his sharp eyes on Yan'an. Yan'an's eyes were blurred and he could not see whether he was telling the truth or a lie. He was a little calm in panic, with a firmness on his face, especially the two axes at his waist, shining cold light, letting Ren Fang know that this was not a good master. Feng Junyang has a friend like him, I'm afraid it's even more difficult to mess with, but now bear with it first...

"Master Feng, you shocked your friend. It seems that he needs to be quiet now. Tell me as soon as you remember something, and remember a great achievement for him then, hahaha... I'm going to patrol. Master Feng, you should also be more careful. Ren Fang walked out of the door with a laugh.

Yan looked coldly at Ren Fang's back and watched him disappear at the corner before whispering, "The person who came is not good. Feng Junyang, who is this person?

"It is the commissioner sent above, who is responsible for investigating vampires. Now he doesn't leave our family and says that there are vampires in our family. Feng Junyang complained, "It seems that you are really in trouble."

At this time, Mingzhu came over, with a pale face and blood stains on her body. Feng Junyang was shocked: "Bingzhu, are you also injured?"

"No. It was made by Fuyan..." Mingzhu said and sat down, "It scared me to death. My soul is still floating in the sky..."

Feng Junyang got up and closed the door and whispered to the two, "What the hell happened?" I came back to you, and you are all gone..."

Yan'an wiped his face, took out a small porcelain bottle from his body, and gave it to Feng Junyang, "This is Jinchuang medicine. Help me wipe it..."

"You can't use this medicine that has been bitten by vampires. I have a way." Feng Junyang said.

"Who said I was bitten by a vampire?" Yan Anqi* said, "You are too grassy, aren't you? This is obviously a knife wound, and I was hit by someone..."

"Not a vampire?" Feng Junyang said. You just..."

Yan An shook his head and said, "That Ren Fang is not a good thing at first sight. I said that on purpose, and I don't want to tell him the truth. I didn't be confused. As soon as you left, I found someone walking on the tile, so I chased after it. Mingzhu was so scared that she ran to the wine cellar under the bed. I chased to the East Courtyard, which is your parents' bedroom, but the man disappeared..."

"So, is it you who I saw like a bat flying just now?" Feng Junyang said, "Did you jump off the wall?"

"It's not jumping... it's being shot down." Yan'an said shyly, "After that man disappeared, I was looking around. Unexpectedly, a flying knife came over. I couldn't dodge and was cut off a piece of meat..."

Yaan said, took out another willow leaf flying knife from his body and gave it to Feng Junyang: "This is the flying knife, which is extremely sharp. I am not familiar with your martial arts faction. I don't know the cause of this flying knife, but it made the heart of the flying knife cruel and wanted to hurt my neck artery and kill me to death..."

Feng Junyang took the Liuye flying knife in his hand and looked over and over. He suddenly felt that the Liuye flying knife was a little familiar, but he racked his brains and couldn't figure out where he had seen it.

"Be careful!" Mingzhu suddenly shouted and dropped a flying knife on the ground.

Yan'an and Feng Junyang are puzzled. Why is Mingzhu so panicked?

"The flying knife is poisonous!" Mingzhu said, pointing to Yan'an's wound, "Look, Yan'an's wound is black blood. Yan An, you are poisoned! Raise your hand..."

Yan An raised his left arm. Strangely, he was obviously hard, but his arm did not move at all.

"Isn't there any feeling?" Mingzhu pinched Yan'an's hand.

"I don't feel it." Yan An frowned and said, "Are you really poisoned?"

"It's a small thing. Didn't you think about where I came from? Mingzhu said, "If you dare to poison me, that's an axe..."

"Mingzhu Dr., then Yan'an will be handed over to you." Feng Junyang seemed to remember something important and hurried to open the door. "I'll go out. There is someone guarding outside. Don't worry."

Feng Junyang went out of the door. At this time, the east was already white, and a terrible night was about to pass.

When he passed his parents' bedroom, he passed by gently and faintly heard the snoring inside. He stopped, but couldn't bear to wake him up.

When he arrived at the north courtyard, he went straight to the pink room where he used to live. At this time, an old woman came face to face and saw Feng Junyang. She released the bamboo basket in her hand in surprise and flew over: "Young master, young master, you are back!"

"Mother Lu." Feng Junyang was also very happy. Lu's mother was the wet nurse who brought him up. At that time, Mrs. Feng's milk was insufficient, and Feng Junyang grew up eating her milk. He took Lu's mother's rough hand and said, "Mother Lu, I told you not to do these rough jobs a long time ago. You got up so early..."

"Young master, I can't be idle." Mother Lu was so happy that she wiped her tears, patted the back of Feng Junyang's hand and said, "Young Master Junyang, don't leave when you come back this time. We are all old, and this family still needs you to come back to support..."

"I'm not leaving, Mother Lu. Just call me Junyang in the future. I'm the child you raised..." Feng Junyang whispered. Looking at Lu's mother's gray hair, he remembered that his father could not afford to lie down and the people who accompanied him were old. He couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Child, then leave the North Courtyard quickly. You can't come here." Mother Lu whispered, "You can't come to this place..."

"Why?" Feng Junyang is puzzled.

"Haunted..." Mother Lu said in horror, "Every night, ghosts here are singing, dancing and dancing... Young master, don't you know that cardamom and rouge are dead? Their souls are shouting... They were crying just now. I came to get something, otherwise, who dares to go to this damn place... Listen, here again..."