Chapter 913: Search (1 Update)

The three of them are all experts in search, and their eyes are like a torch, but wherever there is a little bit of hiding, they can't hide from their eyes.

At this time, there were two gray-robed monks standing on a roof not far from Fengfu, one was a handsome young monk, the other was a middle-aged monk, they were the Dharma circle and Dharma image.

"Junior Brother Fayuan, can they escape the pursuit of the secret guard?" Faxiang said slowly.

"Amitabha..." Fa Yuan shook his head and sighed, "If brother Chu brought the secret guards, they would not be able to escape, but this Chen Donghai is far behind."

"How to deal with this inspector?"

"If the Secret Guard Mansion can capture it, it's good to give it to the Secret Guard Mansion. It's the goodwill of our Daleiyin Temple. If the Secret Guard Mansion can't catch him, we can't let him escape." Fayuan said calmly: "Guangming The Holy Cult has become more active recently, and they need to let them know that there are still people in Daji."

"That's right." Fa Xiang said in a deep voice, "But if you take action in Shendu..."

"We are helping the Secret Guard House, and the emperor has nothing to say." Fayuan said calmly.

Fa Xiang showed a smile: "Brother is a good method."

The disciples of Daleiyin Temple need to be cautious when they take action in Shendu, and they can't do it easily, but the Secret Guard Mansion first moves out, and they move later, which is justified. What a joy.

In the hall of Fengfu, Chen Donghai looked at Feng Qi with his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice, "Master Feng, are you a disciple of the Holy Cult of Light?"

Feng Qi squinted his eyes and stared at him without showing any weakness. Hearing this, he paused his bearded hand: "Master Chen, this old man is a member of the Ministry of Rites, a dignified official of the court, not a disciple of the Guangming Sacred Cult!  … I have heard that your secret guards of the Forbidden Palace frequently framed you, and your notoriety spread far and wide, but I did not expect to plant it on this old man!"

"Lord Feng, don't pretend to be confused!" Chen Donghai said coldly, "We have received accurate information that there are disciples of the Holy Cult of Light hidden in your house!"

"Master Chen, what do you say!" Feng Qi said coldly: "The old man has never heard of martial arts, he is only a scholar, how can he know what kind of disciples of the Holy Sect of Guangming!"

"It seems that Master Feng will not cry when he sees the coffin!" Chen Donghai sneered, "As long as you hide here, we can search for it. Do you think you can hide it from our eyes if you hide it secretly?"

"Okay, let's see what you can find!" Feng Qi raised his eyebrows coldly, flicking his sleeves: "If you can't find it, don't blame the old man for questioning the emperor face to face in the court!"

"Hmph!" Chen Donghai snorted coldly, knowing that it would be useless to ask more questions: "Let's go to the back garden!"

Feng Qi said calmly: "Okay!"

The two walked slowly to the back garden, passed through the yard three times, and saw that the yard was in a mess. Several secret guards were working extremely fast, and they had already searched all the rooms in a short while.

Feng Qi has no family members, he lives alone, there are only some servants in the mansion, and they are all huddled in a corner and dare not make a sound.

The two went to the back garden.

Chen Donghai came straight to the quiet room.

Feng Qi's heart skipped a beat, he was a little nervous, there was a cellar under the quiet room, and it was dug very deep, Inspector Li and Zhao Dahe should be hiding in the cellar.

Chen Donghai turned his head and smiled at him.

Feng Qi's heartbeat quickened slightly, but he couldn't hide it from Chen Donghai, who is proficient in martial arts.

"Come on!" Chen Donghai shouted loudly.

A middle-aged secret guard floated over: "Centurion."

"Search this room, search it carefully!" Chen Donghai pointed to the quiet room.

"Yes." The middle-aged secret guard looked serious, as if everyone owed him ten thousand taels of silver, he agreed blankly, bowed his head and entered the room, and searched the room quickly.

After a while, he came to Chen Donghai, cupped his fists and said, "Centurion, this room is fine."

"Oh—?" Chen Donghai frowned and looked at Feng Qi.

Feng Qi sneered, flicked his sleeves, and turned around to give him a back.

Chen Donghai raised his voice and shouted: "One more!"

Another old man in blue floated over: "Centurion?"

"There must be something wrong with this quiet room, search it for me!" Chen Donghai snorted.

"Yes." The old man in blue agreed and entered the room.

After a while, he came out and shook his head: "It's really no problem."

The quiet room is very narrow, once it is empty, it is difficult to calm the mind. There is only a table, a couch and a chair in the quiet room, and there is nothing else. The percussion can also be checked quickly.

Chen Donghai turned around and went into the house, searching a lot.

In the end, he returned without success and walked out of the quiet room slowly.

Feng Qi sneered sarcastically: "I said Master Chen, you have to incriminate the old man to be reconciled, do you want to create something out of nothing!"

"Hehe, something is created out of nothing!" Chen Donghai said coldly, "You are not worthy!"

Feng Qi said in a deep voice: "Then I would like to ask my colleagues in the court carefully, what exactly can your Secret Guard Mansion do? It is true that none of the disciples of the Guangming Sacred Cult can be caught, but they come to harass the officials at every turn, bullying the weak and fearing the hard. We all know that those Guangming Sacred Cult disciples are hiding in the palace, so you guys are going to check them out!"

Chen Donghai's face was gloomy, he frowned and looked at the quiet room, and hummed: "Look around, maybe the secret room is not in the house!"

"Yes." The two secret guards agreed and began to search the surroundings.

Feng Qi's heart skipped a beat.

Chen Donghai glanced at him with a half-smile: "Looks like I guessed it right, as expected he's not in the house!"

Feng Qi sneered, flicked his sleeve again, and turned his back to him.

"Found it!" The middle-aged secret guard said in a deep voice.

Chen Donghai regained his spirits, and another old man came over.

The middle-aged secret guard pointed to a stone and said in a deep voice, "This is the organ!"

He said slowly turning the stone.

A crisp sound of "pop" came from the flower garden not far away.

The middle-aged secret guard stepped into the flower garden, and with a pull, a piece of wood was pulled up, revealing a hole.

Chen Donghai smiled triumphantly at Feng Qi: "Master Feng, what else do you have to say now!"

"The old man has nothing to say!" Feng Qi said coldly: "Could it be that the old man is still guilty of building a hiding place?"

"Okay, you're really stubborn. I'll see how long you're going to be stubborn!" Chen Donghai shook his head triumphantly, and said loudly, "Come on!"

Two middle-aged men floated over, both of them are masters of the sky.

"Follow me in and have a look." Chen Donghai said.

"Yes." The two middle-aged men nodded.

Chen Donghai went down first, followed by the two middle-aged men, their whole bodies tensed up, ready to make a move at any time, to deal with the surprise attack.

Chen Donghai walked in the front, he was the most nervous, he didn't feel anyone but he had to be more on guard, maybe it was a stronger master than him.

Stepping down the steps step by step, walking nearly ten meters, two houses high, saw a stone room, the stone room was empty, and there was no one there.

After a careful search, there was indeed no one.

Chen Donghai was furious, and hurried outside, his eyes fixed on Feng Qi like lightning: "Master Feng, good trick!"

Feng Qi frowned at him.

"Centurion, is there more than one secret room?" The old man in blue asked in a deep voice.

When Chen Donghai heard Feng Qi's heartbeat quickened again.