"This thing alone can't find any clues."

In the small house in the northeast corner of the camp, Li Mo walked into the door and threw half of the iron lock on the table and sat down.

"If the spider's remains were left, some other result might be obtained, but the court took it away. It would probably be the same as the last time Wu Xin's incident, and it would be left alone."

Before, when he came down from the mountain, Feng En immediately told the court what happened, but the reply he received was "If you have to deal with it, don't be impatient." Next, no one said this again, as if it had never happened.

"No, not this time."

Feng En shook his head, but saw Li Mo staring at him:

"No? You're too simple, boy."

"I don't--"

"Then you still say 'No'?"

Seeing Feng En was stunned, he took out a cigarette from his arms, "Do you know, this time, the Holy Spirit Church also sent someone to come."

"……ah."

Although he had known about this for a long time, Feng En still heard Li Mo continue to say:

"They said they were here to provide spiritual weapons to ensure the safety of the people involved. But what they really worry about is the lives of hundreds of people - they have had a holiday with you, and your identity has been exposed."

"Do you suspect it's them?"

"What about that?"

"Why was that thing taken away by the court-"

"Of course there is someone collusion!"

Li Mo finally couldn't help but his anger and smashed the wooden table with his fist with cigarette:

"There are more than 10 million refugees who have moved west due to the Black Tide this year. There are only 10 million refugees. This is only the escaped people. The number of people affected is at least ten times - there are 100 million. Feng En, the Ming Dynasty has only one billion people, and one-tenth of the people is in dire straits. I thought the court finally had to make some moves, but the people who came here to prepare for the abyss are still a group of powerful children, and the mavericks who live in luxury in the Holy Spirit Church!"

He was silent for a moment, and then he continued to speak: "I supported you at the beginning because I was confident that you would go on Shangyuan without any harm. But now, listen to this matter, the head of the court asked me to suppress you, do you understand? Their original words were 'There is no trouble for the students, so don't pursue it anymore', which means that not only will no one help us now, but there will even be people who will stop us from pursuing it."

“…Teacher, I actually know someone who can help.”

"Oh, are you talking about that little princess or that little maid? Or the little prince who has a relationship with both of them?"

Li Mo looked at Feng En disapprovingly, "I know you all know each other, but even if you are royal children, you don't have the power to do, not to mention that you think he will help you? Don't think too well, boy."

Speaking of this, he stretched out his hand, straightened the wrinkled cigarette, lit it, took a sip, and said slowly:

"I have told your uncle about this. He came to Nanjing City this morning and will be here in a while."

"Wait," Feng En called out to Li Mo who was getting up, "Are he here to take me back?"

"No."

Li Mo stood up and shook the ashes:

"He said he had something to talk to you, and I didn't say you had to go back, so wait here first, boy."

He left, leaving Feng En sitting in the room. This room is Feng En's current dormitory. After being attacked, Li Mo arranged for him to live alone. This place is next to the residence of the faculty and staff and the military camp, and the guards are so tight that even a mosquito will not be put in.

However, Feng En doesn't think it is safe here now - no place is safe, and as long as the Holy Spirit Church is still chasing him, he will not be able to remain peaceful.

"So it must be settled."

He thought, his fists gradually tightened, but suddenly loosened:

Someone pushed open the door and walked in.

"Uncle Che."

Feng En said as he was about to get up, he saw Wang Che wave his hand and sat down to see him sitting opposite him.

"Have you been hurt?"

"Ah, OK."

Wang Che's first sentence surprised Feng En, but he quickly picked up his sleeves and reached out to his hand, "These three puncture injuries only hurt the flesh and now they have completely healed."

"That's good."

As he said that, Wang Che took out a box of cigarettes from his arms slowly, lit one and started smoking. Feng En didn't know what to say when he saw this, but he took a few sips before putting the cigarette down.

"The person who attacked you has not been found yet, and the court and the court have turned a blind eye." He looked at Feng En, "What about you, do you have any clues?"

“…”

Seeing him staring at him with a cigarette, Feng Ensil said for a moment:

"I think the only one who has reason to do this is the Holy Spirit."

“The Holy Spirit Church.”

Wang Che repeated this sentence thoughtfully, took another sip of cigarette, and gently dusted the ashes on the ground - suddenly, he stood up.

"Is it convenient to take a trip?" He looked at Feng En.

“Where to go?”

Feng En stood up and Wang Che pushed open the door:

"Your and your elder brother's home."

So, a quarter of an hour later, in Xianlin Town outside Nanjing, Feng En took Wang Che back to the place he had just been to yesterday - his home, "Wang's Blacksmith Shop".

Although the attack was reported to the court and the government, it was not blocked like a certain crime scene, and it was still the way he left. Even the chair that was knocked over while fighting with the spider was still lying in the courtyard and never moved.

"It happened here yesterday," Wang Che looked around, "I heard that someone was tampering with the door lock?"

"Well, there is something embedded in the lock core."

The thin piece of metal is still lying on the wooden table in Feng En's dormitory with the half-iron lock, but as Li Mo said: it cannot provide any clues. Perhaps it was once a spiritual weapon, but the "spiritual light" as the characteristic of the spiritual weapon cannot be found at all.

But even so, if you know who lives in this room, who is on this lock, or who can calculate the one who opens this lock, Feng En knew that there is only one possibility for the Holy Spirit Teaching.

And this can also explain why everything here is intact, no one investigates, and no one blocks it, as if nothing has happened.

Maybe someone is staring at me now...

"You have lived here with your elder brother for more than ten years?"

Wang Che suddenly pulled Feng En's thoughts back in front of him, and he saw him pulling up the chair, sitting safely, lit a cigarette and looking at himself, "How long have you lived here?"

"Four years." Feng En also pulled up the chair and sat down next to him, "Four years ago, my dad brought me here and opened this shop."

"What about before?"

"Before... it was in a small village. It was in the east, smaller than Xianlin Town, and it was very lively when there were many people. It was just that it was swallowed by the Black Tide four years ago and was placed into the Shangyuan area, and there should be no one left."

Speaking of this, Feng En paused and spoke slowly:

"I have stayed in other places any further. They are small villages, towns, small cities, and in the end they run west due to dark tide or other reasons. It was not until I came here four years ago that I had some peace."

"That's how it is."

Wang Che dusted the ashes, took a deep breath, and looked at the stove in the center of the yard. At this moment, there was no flame burning inside, only a little ashes were left lying quietly.

"You have been wandering with your elder brother for more than ten years since you were born and have been in a dangerous place in the east. The elder brother sent me a few letters that someone had chased him. You were there at that time, so he took you all the way and ran away; am I right?"

"……Um."

"Then your life was really hard when you were a child, but now I see that you have no complaints at all, and you even seem to be fearless about everything." Wang Che looked at him, "You are also very similar to your elder brother, Feng En. According to his letter, you are sixteen years old this year; he is the east side where he left home twenty years ago - he was eighteen years old, two years older than you now, and he is also fearless about anything."

"Um."

Feng En nodded silently, but didn't know what Wang Che meant to say these words; then he listened to him continue to speak:

"He made up his mind at that time and acted more firmly than you who wanted to avenge him. He didn't keep his letter, so he bought a ticket and sat here. But guess why did he come here?"

"……Why?"

"For a woman."

Wang Che smiled faintly, took a sip of cigarette, and looked at Feng En, who looked shocked:

"I knew he had never told you these things; logically speaking, I was his brother, so I shouldn't have told you this. But now you are too similar to him at that time - stubborn, reckless, and unyielding. They were also entangled by women."

He dusted the ashes.

"When I was attacked yesterday, a girl named Qiyu was also by your side. She is the maid of the Fourth Prince's family, and it is also the reason why you formed a bond with the Holy Spirit Sect, right?"

"Yes...but how do you know?"

"Early the morning after you left the city, there was an extra letter on my desk. The letter wrote about the matter between Qiyu and you and the Holy Spirit Church, and the real reason why you came here and wanted to go to the upper abyss."

Seeing Feng En's face change, he just continued to smoke and continued to say:

"I don't know who the sender is, and I don't know whether the things written in it are true or false-but I know now, that's true."

"So do you still want me to go back this time?"

"If you really want you to go back, you won't let you bring me here."

Wang Che waved his hand, "I also have a son, I am ten years old this year. As a father, I will never let him take risks, so I think my elder brother's spirit in heaven will not let you do that. But now I know that I can't persuade you. Even if I lock you up and lock you up and keep you in some place, and you will definitely find a way to break free, just like the elder brother--"

"I'm here to avenge me."

"I know." Wang Che, who was interrupted, looked at Feng En patiently, "I didn't want to blame my brother or blame you. I just don't want you to repeat the same mistake."

Feng En did not answer silently, and he paused, took another sip of cigarette, and pressed the cigarette butt in his hand to the stove.

"I came to Nanjing City not because of you, but because I had other arrangements long ago - tomorrow night, I will attend a banquet as a representative of the Bailing Chamber of Commerce."

He looked at Feng En who was still silent and said clearly:

“There were people from the Holy Spirit among the attendees.”

In an instant, Feng En opened his eyes wide, and a certain light burst out from his brown and black eyes.

Just listen to Wang Che continue to speak:

"Do you plan to go with me?"
Chapter completed!