Chapter 1166 - 1166 1166 Backdoor (5)

1166: Chapter 1166: Backdoor (5) 1166: Chapter 1166: Backdoor (5) In a hidden spot on the roof of Huichun Hall, Gu Qingheng kept his gaze fixed on the area below him—unfortunately, there was no movement to be seen.

“How’s it looking?” Yang Ruxin couldn’t traverse walls and rooftops, so she had to rely on Du Man and Du Juan to get her up there.

Gu Qingheng took Yang Ruxin’s hand and then shook his head, “Strange, why is there not a single sound?”

Yang Ruxin also glanced down at the pitch-black expanse below and couldn’t help but frown, “Could there be…

a secret passage?”

Gu Qingheng frowned as he looked at Yang Ruxin.

Yang Ruxin was about to say something, but she suddenly heard a noise and hurriedly looked over to see Xiaolun zipping towards her, flicking its tongue at her.

“There is really a secret passage.” Yang Ruxin’s expression darkened, “Let’s go.”

Gu Qingheng nodded and carried her as they flew down.

Actually, the location of Huichun Hall was a bit towards the southeast, nearest to the south gate of Baihua County, and not far from the south gate was the Hucheng River, which was in fact connected with the Xiaocang River.

The exit of the secret tunnel was not far from the river, in a dilapidated Land Temple.

Although they were too late and the people were already gone, there were traces left on the ground.

Moreover, Xiaolun’s partner, Xiaoyin, had continued to follow while Xiaolun returned to deliver the message.

Xiaoyin left behind a scent that only Xiaolun could identify, which led them all the way to the outside of a manor on the outskirts.

This manor appeared to occupy a vast area, encompassing a small hill within its boundaries.

The surrounding wall was about four or five meters tall and looked impressively secure.

Scaling the wall to get inside seemed to be quite difficult.

“This seems to be not far from Qinglian Temple,” Yang Ruxin observed as she looked around.

“It’s right behind Qinglian Mountain,” Gu Qingheng concurred with a nod, “I didn’t expect these people to be so cunning.”

“To commit sins right in front of a Buddhist temple, aren’t they afraid of falling into the eighteen levels of Hell?” Yang Ruxin sighed.

“If they were afraid, they wouldn’t have done it,” Gu Qingheng said with cold laughter.

“We must find evidence tonight and take them down in one fell swoop,” Yang Ruxin’s eyes briefly clouded over, a glint of murderous intent flashing by.

“I’ve been to this estate before,” Du Man suddenly spoke up.

Yang Ruxin quickly turned around, “You have?”

“Yes,” Du Man nodded, “At the time, we had just found ourselves in these parts, planning to ask for help at Qinglian Temple.

We were resting by the river when we heard discussions of the nearby estate looking to recruit servants to work.

We thought to give it a try, but back then, my parents were already severely ill, and my brother and I were also constantly coughing due to a cold, so they didn’t take us in…” She paused, shuddering as she realized how close they came to disaster; if they had ended up indenturing themselves there, they might already be finished, “This estate has a very small back door, and not far from it is a small side gate.

We waited for a while at the back door’s gatehouse.

Oh right, it seemed like they were raising several wolf-dogs inside—no, they must have been wolves…

The howls had even scared Qingqing into crying…”

Yang Ruxin exchanged a look with Gu Qingheng, left a couple of people to watch the front, and then, led by Du Man, they swiftly made their way to the back door.

The back door was indeed small, leading directly onto a path that traveled up into the forest on the hill.

There was no one at the back, yet, they could hear the disordered footsteps and low growls coming from inside the walls.

Yang Ruxin was very familiar with these sounds—they belonged to wolves—judging from this, there were no fewer than ten wolves inside.