Jing Yu's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse. He whispered: "The prince has disappeared from last night and has never come back yet. The brothers have searched all over the mountains, but they have never found anyone at all. The mountain of Heaven is too big, and our people are looking for it a little slow, but even so, the prince, a living person, cannot disappear out of thin air."

Chu Junlan took a few deep breaths and forced himself to calm down.

"Indeed, a living person cannot disappear out of thin air. Even if something goes wrong, you should always leave some traces. Don't be too anxious. Tiandao Mountain is so big, maybe people are there, or maybe there are clues that we haven't discovered yet."

Seeing Chu Junlan's calm expression and calm expression, Jing Yu finally felt that he had a backbone and nodded heavily and said, "Well! What the third lady said is that she was too anxious and panicked for a moment. You are right. There must be some clues. Let's search for it with all our hearts."

Chu Junlan didn't care about any rest, so he poured half a pot of herbal tea, took steamed buns from the food box, and threw them to Jing Yu. He ate while walking, and walked out of the hall with wind under his feet.

Jing Yu finally felt at ease when he saw Chu Junlan's back. When he touched his face, he also ate a big bite of steamed bun and caught up with Chu Junlan's pace.

"Miss Three, where are you going to find it?"

"Go to see Zong Mohan first. This Tiandao Mountain belongs to him. Will he not know if someone disappears?"

"Yes, we also want to ask the mountain master, but during the day, the mountain master refused to see anyone, saying that he had some new understanding and locked himself in the room, and no one was allowed to approach. We all felt that this person was very suspicious."

Chu Junlan paused and nodded, "It's really suspicious, so let's go and ask him first."

"But he doesn't see anyone."

Chu Junlan sneered: "I want to see why he is missing."

The two quickly left the hall in front, turned around and reached the back porch. From here, the small city on the top of Tiandao Mountain came into view.

Since the beginning of winter, snow has accumulated in distant mountains, roofs and paths. Under the bright moonlight, the top of the Tiandao Mountain is like an immortal palace surrounded by dim moonlight.

This is a mysterious atmosphere. Chu Junlan feels that perhaps it is precisely because of the mysterious atmosphere of Tiandao Mountain that it attracts so many believers at the foot of the mountain.

With his eyes falling on the largest house in the city, Chu Junlan used his body skills and did not take a detour when he encountered the wall. He jumped up and rushed up the wall, and then stepped onto the roof next to him. The cloak flew behind her, like a pair of wings as she moved the rabbit as she was rising and falling.

Jing Yu was stunned when he gritted his teeth and ran along the path towards the mansion. Without Chu Junlan's body skills and the extraordinary light-hearted skills of the prince's prince, he had to use a stupid method.

Chu Junlan ran wildly outside the mansion. In the cold winter, after exercise, her forehead sweated and her hair turned white.

Chu Junlan adjusted his breathing, hesitated for a moment, and simply stopped knocking on the door, climbed over the wall and hid in the corner, waiting for the guards to pass by.

Jing Yu had already come to ask openly, and Zong Mohan stayed in the door and did not count as their misconduct.

Lurking and assassination were Chu Junlan's special skills. Her figure was hidden in the darkness and shadows. The guards patrolling the house were not as well-trained as those of the high-ranking families in the capital. There were even guards whispering while patrolling, which brought great convenience to Chu Junlan infiltrating into the house.

Chu Junlan began to lurk in from the outer courtyard on the east side, and carefully observed it all the way, trying to find traces of Xiao Xu coming in the house, but there was no result.

But Chu Junlan also discovered that there were indeed many people living in this mansion. At this time, everyone was asleep, and only a few houses had lighted lights. From the words they talked about, Chu Junlan learned a lot of information.

It turns out that this big mansion and the houses on the nearby streets are all relatives of the Zong family.

Therefore, the so-called Tiandao Mountain is better than the Zongjia Mountain.

Finally arrived at the main house, Chu Junlan thought for a moment and pushed the door straight into.

The house is brightly lit, and the furniture is half-new and not old. It has the quaint atmosphere accumulated by time. Although it is not gorgeous, it makes people feel comfortable in the environment.

"It's so late, I won't have tea, let's go back." Perhaps I heard Chu Junlan's footsteps, and a clear voice unique to young people came from the compartment, which was still a slow tone, giving people a sense of dusk.

This is a very contradictory person.

Chu Junlan no longer concealed his identity at this time. When he came to the door of the compartment, he saw Zong Mohan at the desk to make a painting, and sneered: "It turns out that Zong Shanzhu's retreat and understanding is comprehending the painting skills?"

Mo Han, the Chu Junlan Sect, was originally immersed in it, but when he heard a female voice speaking, he was so scared that his hands trembled, and a drop of ink spread out in the blank space.

Zong Mohan frowned slightly and relaxed again. He slowly put his pen down and looked up at Chu Junlan: "It's a bad time for Miss Chu to visit? After all, you are also a woman waiting to marry. It's hard to let people spread rumors and cause your reputation to be damaged."

Although he was persuaded, Chu Junlan could hear the threat in his words.

Chu Junlan curled half of his lips: "Don't worry, the Lord of Zongshan is already over 200 years old. Even if this spreads, no one will doubt what is wrong with me and an old man."

Zong Mohan twitched when he heard this, and a faint blush appeared on his fair face. I don’t know if he was angry.

"Miss Chu came late at night, I don't know what's going on?"

Chu Junlan sat down on the embroidery pier beside the Eight Immortals table and asked with a smile: "I don't know if the Lord of Zongshan knows what Xiao Xu is?"

Zong Mohan said slowly with surprise: "The original Prince Gongding, and the current Prince Gong, are the most beloved nephew of today. Why? Why did Miss Chu ask me such a question?"

"It's good that you know," Chu Junlan nodded, "If Xiao Xu had something to do, do you think your Tiandao Mountain can withstand Prince Gong's anger or the emperor's anger?"

"We are just a small hill gate in Fangwai. Don't be kidding, girl."

Chu Junlan said, "I entered the meditation for two days, and when I came out, I realized that Xiao Xu had been missing for a day and night. Our servants have been looking for people, but they have never had any results. They came to seek the help of the Lord of the Sect. You lied that you were in seclusion and hid in the house to draw and eat tea. How about it? Let me explain it? If what you explained cannot satisfy me, I don't mind burning your mountain with a fire!"
Chapter completed!