As soon as Wen Xuan got off the water, his brain stopped being washed by the rotten smell in the pond. He quickly pinched a water-avoiding technique to avoid the odor in the water.

The water under the pond was more than one person deep, but the silt at the bottom of the pond felt that it could not be stepped on. Wen Xuan explored it with a long branch, which was more than half a person high, and it was high in the west and low in the east. The more you walked to the west, the thicker the mud, and the thinner the mud.

Wen Xuan circled the edge of the pond under the water and finally found that the water flowed in from a stone hole in the east of the pond. The water flow at the stone hole was quite clear and the amount of water was quite abundant. However, after the living water was left in the pond, it slowly calmed down, making people almost unable to feel the flow of water.

Wen Xuan looked around again and found the water outlet, but couldn't find it.

"No, if there is a water inlet, there must be a water outlet."

Wen Xuan observed the speed of the water flow at the bottom of the pond, and finally found several stone railings covered by the silt in the west corner where the water flowed the slowest and the thickest silt. The water was slowly left out from there.

Wen Xuan dug out some mud and broke two of the stone railings, just allowing him to enter one after another. Although the water avoidance technique can avoid sewage, it cannot avoid sludge. Therefore, Wen Xuan was covered with sludge from his hair to the soles of his feet. Wen Xuan sighed in his heart that he, the noble man, would also fall into the mud, and he might have to soak in the perfume pool to remove the stench.

Swimming in from the stone railing was a stone-built waterway. Due to the obstruction of the stone railing, there was much less mud. Following the direction of the water flow, Wen Xuan moved forward with difficulty. Soon, he heard the screams of mice, and fat mice looked at Wen Xuan vigilantly in the cracks of the rocks of the waterway.

Wen Xuan's eyes became solemn and cold. After Wen Xuan saw them, the mice fled one after another. Moving forward, Wen Xuan couldn't help but feel heart sank when he saw the blood stains floating out of the water.

At the end of the waterway was an open stone cave. The water in the stone cave was not deep, so I almost touched Wen Xuan's chest. A prominent platform was chiseled above the stone cave, and a servant-like man was sitting on the platform and dozing.

Wen Xuan withdrew the waterproof method and tiptoed into the stone cave. When he looked around, he found a young man leaning against the edge of the stone cave, locked his hands and feet by chains. The young man was half floating and half standing in the water, and his whole body became swollen, his face was pale, his eyes closed. Around him, he could see traces of blood.

Wen Xuan was so sad that he came to the boy with a slight touch, touched the chain, and cursed in his heart, "It turned out to be a Vajra chain." No wonder the boy couldn't break it. This Vajra chain is one of Cui's magic weapons, including swords, guns, axes, water, fire, thunder and lightning, and nothing is afraid of. Only Cui's magic can be untie it.

The boy felt the change of the water flow beside him, opened his eyes and saw Wen Xuan, but there was no slight wave in his eyes. He just nodded his head slightly, then looked up at Afu. Afu was already sleeping soundly against the stone wall.

Wen Xuan nodded, and when he saw the boy looking at A Fu, he understood and pinched a sleepy trick for A Fu. He probably couldn't wake up even after sleeping for three days and three nights.

Wen Xuan patted the iron chain and asked the boy with his eyes.

The boy shook his head, but looked at Wen Xuan's soaked and strange chest. Wen went to his chest and touched it. It was the dead branches and half of the jade pendant that day that day. He took out both things. The boy stared at the dead branches for a long time, and then looked at Wen Xuan.

"Young Master, does this dead branch have a mystery?"

The boy nodded and shook his head again.

Wen Xuan was a little confused, but after a while, he also discovered that the breath emitted by the dead branches was getting stronger and stronger. That was Linghua.

Wen Xuan had never seen Linghua with his own eyes, only saw the traces of Linghua from the boy. This was the first time he saw Linghua so close. Wen Xuan's heart was about to jump out of his throat. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the boy, looking at him at a loss.

The young man pondered for a moment and signaled Wen Xuan to place the dead branches directly on the Vajra chain. Wen Xuan played them back and forth several times, and the Vajra chain remained motionless. The young man looked at Wen Xuan's left chest again, and Wen Xuan touched it, yes, it was the heart. Then he said in a very low voice, "Young Master, you mean that I want my thoughts to follow my heart." The young man nodded.

Wen Xuan concentrated his mind and thoughts to eliminate distracting thoughts. He felt the spiritual power of the dead branches in his hand, pointing the dead branches to the Vajra chain, and the Vajra chain broke into the size of rice grains and fell into the water.

Wen Xuan was overjoyed and quickly put the dead branches back into his arms, helped the young man up, and moved towards the stone railing together.

Everything was as old as the pond. Wen Xuan chose a shore where weeping willows were lushly guarding and gently pushed the young man up.

Both of them were covered in mud, and were very hidden in the night without stars or moon.

Wen Xuan thought that the young man must not stay in Cui's house, but how can he go out? He was easy to talk to, and it would be difficult to sneak out with the young man who was having difficulty walking at this moment. Once Cui Yichen discovered it, he and Lu Zi'an were alone and it would be difficult to save the young man's life.

Suddenly, Wen Xuan remembered Cui Yanmei, who had recited poems on the bridge before!

"Yanmei often plays with us when she was young, and of course she is bullied by me more often, which has caused me to be scolded by Brother Meng Yi a lot. The young master met Cui Yanmei in the library again. The young master was detained, but Yanmei might not know about it."

Where does Yanmei live?

Wen Xuan placed the boy in a willow tree, and he pinched an invisibility technique to find Yanmei's residence.

The boy was placed behind the willow tree that he was embraced with, and was extremely hidden. At this time, he was exhausted. He endured the pain and crawled out of the stone railing and swam to the shore again. At this moment, he had no strength to move his fingers.

The pain in the whole body continued to come. But the young man's spiritual platform was clear and he was wondering, why did the dead branches contain spiritual flowers? And why did the spiritual flowers so familiar?

Wen Xuan came back soon, and Cui Yanmei was also here with him. Cui Yanmei, who was caught by the mothers, had already fallen asleep, but after listening to Wen Xuan's story, her consciousness was rarely clear and she discussed the specific methods with Wen Xuan.

Cui Yanmei deliberately woke up a bunch of maids and mothers, and ran to the back garden with Luoshen step. The maids and mothers cursed and wrapped their clothes and went out to chase Yanmei.

Yanmei jumped into the pond with a "thump" and rolled in the mud. The maids and mothers all had no choice but to jump into the water, mud all over her body, and became more angry.

The guards and monks were sleepy, and Yanmei was used to running around. At this time, she only had her eyes flashing and watched Yanmei and the maids and mothers chattering.
Chapter completed!