Chapter 239: Re-enactment of the scene, unraveling the mystery (Part )
Li Yuanfang and Ruyan were completely confused by Zhao Ji's words. They looked at each other in confusion.

In comparison, Di Renjie looked much more gloomy, with his brows furrowed and trembling slightly from time to time, and his expression gradually became solemn.

Li Yuanfang finally couldn't hold back his doubts and asked Zhao Ji, "Chengyuan, the scapegoat you mentioned is the second-rate assassin I chased out of the temple and killed?"

Zhao Ji smiled and nodded.

"But that person's martial arts skills are really mediocre, and only his lightness skills are decent. Why do you say he is the most important to us?" Li Yuanfang was even more confused.

Zhao Ji still maintained that smile and slowly explained: "Do you still remember that when the fake Fa Neng's identity was exposed, it was the female assassin I was chasing who killed him and then led you to Kui Wenzhong."

"Then Yuan Fang fought against Kui Wenzhong and subdued him, but Kui Wenzhong escaped using a secret technique. Then he fell into the trap of luring the tiger away from the mountain and was led away by the scapegoat."

"Think about it, who sent this scapegoat, and what is his purpose?"

After Zhao mentioned this, Li Yuanfang understood everything and broke out in a cold sweat.

He muttered to himself, "So that's how it is! The reason why that scapegoat showed up to lure me away was to make me stop chasing Kui Wenzhong!"

Zhao Ji clapped his hands and laughed: "You hit the nail on the head! In this assassination attempt, Kui Wenzhong may seem like a victim, but he was clearly well prepared! It's definitely not as simple as we thought."

Di Renjie put his hands behind his back, frowned, took a breath, nodded heavily, and then shook his head slowly.

It can be seen that Di Pangpang is in a very complicated mood.

Zhao Ji's eyes revealed deep meaning, and he said meaningfully: "Li Qingxia is a lesson not far away, my lord, please be more careful!"

Li Yuanfang also had a solemn expression on his face, and his eyes followed Di Renjie closely.

Di Renjie finally spoke up: "So many subordinates of the Snake Spirit have sneaked into the Cold Light Temple, and sent out the Shining Spirit, as well as two other strong assassins. Their purpose must not just be to carry out this unsuccessful assassination!"

"It seems that the water in this Hanguang Temple is extremely deep!"

Zhao Ji nodded secretly. Di Pangpang's judgment was still sharp, but there was an information gap, and he could never guess the real secret of Hanguang Temple.

Di Renjie paced on his own, not in the mood for any quiz game: "Based on the information we have now, Kui Wenzhong and the scapegoat are on the same line."

"The real assassin and the female killer that Chengyuan encountered are from the same line. They should be Xiao Qingfang's people. As for the fake Fa Neng, the situation is even more complicated."

Ruyan suddenly remembered something and reminded him, "That fake Fa Neng said he was a subordinate of Mo Ling. Mo Ling is Xiao Qingfang's direct descendant, so the fake Fa Neng should also be Xiao Qingfang's man."

Di Renjie shook his head and said in a deep voice: "The enemy's words may not be credible. He may be lying! It's interfering with our judgment!"

"The situation in Hanguang Temple is complicated and confusing! We must be extremely cautious in making any judgment and have sufficient evidence, otherwise we will go in the wrong direction and get further and further away from the truth!"

Zhao Ji nodded in agreement after hearing this, and then said indignantly: "But one thing is certain, there are so many people in the Qianniu Guards and Yulin Guards, and the Hanguang Temple has been under martial law for many days, humph! At least five assassins sneaked in!"

"This is absolutely ridiculous! It is absolutely impossible to do this without the help of a traitor in the court! If this matter gets to your Majesty's ears..."

Di Renjie waved his hand to stop Zhao Ji from continuing. Some things just need to be understood in one's heart and there is no need to speak so clearly.

He glanced at Zhao Ji and the other two and warned them sternly: "What happened tonight must be kept strictly secret and cannot be leaked. Do you understand?"

Zhao Ji and others quickly agreed: "Don't worry, sir, we will keep our mouths shut!"

Di Renjie's eyes flashed with sternness, and he said, "It's getting late tonight, and it's too late to rush back to Luoyang. Let's stay here in Hanguang Temple!"

Zhao Ji was immediately shocked and secretly groaned, as if he had reminded Di Renjie too much, which made him notice the seriousness of the problems in Hanguang Temple. Now he had shot himself in the foot.

However, Di Renjie had no right to interfere in the actions of the internal guards. Huang Shengyan had Wu Zetian's imperial edict, so he should be able to take the person away, right?
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Ziwei Palace was shrouded in silence, and the night was deep.

A palace lantern floated quickly from the palace gate towards Wu Zetian's bedroom. Shangguan Wan'er personally gave the order, and Huang Shengyan followed closely behind. The two of them walked hurriedly on the palace road.

There were candles lit everywhere in Wu Zetian's bedroom, making it as bright as day.

The eunuchs and maids in the palace knew that the emperor was in a very bad mood, so they could only hold their breath and dare not move. Everyone's eyes were quietly looking at the center of the hall. In the center of the hall, Wu Zetian was pacing back and forth anxiously.

As the sound of footsteps was clearly audible outside the palace, Wu Zetian turned around abruptly, her eyes piercing through the night as she looked towards the palace door.

Shangguan Wan'er walked into the hall and reported respectfully: "Your Majesty, the head of the Internal Guard Bureau, Huang Shengyan, is already outside the hall awaiting your orders."

Upon hearing this, Wu Zetian said in a deep voice, "Call him in."

Shangguan Wan'er nodded and walked out.

Wu Zetian took a deep breath and clenched her hands unconsciously, seeming very excited.

As Huang Shengyan's footsteps approached from afar, he stepped into the hall and bowed, "Your Majesty."

Wu Zetian nodded slightly, then waved to the palace servants, signaling them to leave.

Everyone left the hall quietly, and the door slowly closed, leaving behind everything from the outside world, leaving only Wu Zetian and Huang Shengyan.

Wu Zetian coughed lightly, her voice low and powerful: "I have an extremely confidential matter, I need you to lead the inner guards to handle it immediately!"

Huang Shengyan's expression was stern, and he responded, "I obey your order. Your Majesty, please give your instructions."

Wu Zetian looked around, confirmed that everything was correct, and waved to Huang Shengyan.

Huang Shengyan hurriedly took two steps forward, and Wu Zetian leaned close to his ear and whispered in a low voice, every word carrying a heavy weight.

Huang Shengyan's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this, Wu Zetian's tone became even more severe: "This matter is of great importance, it must be kept secret and not leaked in the slightest!"

Huang Shengyan nodded quickly and promised: "I will do my best to live up to your majesty's trust!"

After a while, the gate of Luoyang South Gate slowly opened with a roar, and a team of internal guards led by Huang Shengyan rushed out of the city gate on horseback, and disappeared into the dark night in the blink of an eye.
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At the same time, Di Renjie was having a late-night conversation with the abbot of Hanguang Temple, accompanied by Zhao Ji and Li Yuanfang.

The abbot showed a compassionate look, and personally offered a cup of fragrant tea, saying in a gentle voice: "Mr. Di, please taste it. I have long wanted to discuss tea brewing with you, and today I have fulfilled my wish, and I am honored!"

Di Renjie gladly took the teacup, took a sip, and praised: "It is indeed an extraordinary product. Master Abbot is too polite."

Faced with the praise, the abbot just smiled modestly.

Di Renjie gently put down the teacup and said, "Master, I would like to ask you a few questions. Is that okay?"

"Please ask, Mr. Di. I will tell you everything I know," the abbot said sincerely.

Di Renjie nodded and said, "Master knows about the fake Fa Neng. Judging from the degree of decay of the corpse, the real Fa Neng was replaced many days ago."

"After a few days, is it possible that no one among the monks in the temple, especially those who are familiar with Dharma power, has discovered any clues?"

When the abbot saw that Di Renjie was asking about Fa Neng, he looked embarrassed and hesitated, not daring to answer.

Zhao Ji looked the abbot up and down and said with a smile, "Why? Buddha said that the six senses should be pure. Master, you look like this, it seems that you still have many worries in this world!"

"Amitabha," the abbot twirled his Buddhist beads, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes, "What Mr. Zhao said is true, I am not practicing well enough."

"Fa Neng was a loner in the temple, and he only kept company with a few monks, such as Monk Zhi Jingkong. People were not familiar with him, so they were unable to discover any clues."

When these words were spoken, Di Renjie, Zhao Ji and Li Yuanfang all looked surprised and exchanged puzzled looks with each other.

"Master, could you please explain it more clearly?" Di Renjie asked.

The abbot was about to explain when Jingkong suddenly barged in: "Di Gong, the guest room is ready..."

(End of this chapter)