Train Survival: I can copy randomly

Chapter 396: Dragon Stone Stolen?

"What happened?"

Song Ying immediately realized that something must have happened. They came to call for help so early in the morning, so it must be something serious.

"Well... I don't know either. Okay, Miss Liu, please hurry up."

After taking a look at the somewhat panicked servant, Song Ying did not go to the front hall immediately, but continued walking towards her room.

"I'll go after I change."

After all, it’s not good to just let it go after you’re all sweaty from exercise.

It was definitely too late to take a shower, so he could only wipe himself briefly, change his clothes, and walk out into the yard with a knife in hand.

"Senior Sister, we want to go too."

"You guys wait here. Don't let anyone in after I leave. Be careful."

Song Ying still gave some instructions before leaving.

The servant looked very anxious and walked very fast in front, leading the way. Song Ying did not stop him, as she could keep up no matter how fast he walked.

The Xuanbing Mansion's manor is well maintained, and the garden is full of flowers.

The servants and maids they met along the way walked by in a hurry, and it was obvious that the number of guards in Xuanbing Mansion had increased a lot.

It seems that the Xuanbing Mansion has put on a great show. They certainly didn't want to take out such an important thing, but now they are forced to take it out, and there are many ways to make it disappear.

Song Ying's hearing aids were on, but she didn't hear anyone discussing anything in private. It could be seen that Xuanbing Mansion had very strict control over the servants in this manor, otherwise they wouldn't be so tight-lipped.

The two walked through two large gardens and along the corridor to the front yard, where there was a large lobby. The whole building looked tall and imposing.

"Ms. Liu, we're here."

The servant made a gesture for Song Ying to come in, and he stepped over the threshold and walked in.

At this time, quite a few people had arrived, and five out of the eight families had arrived.

The people who caught my eye were the two people sitting on it.

A middle-aged man, tall and strong, with a beard, dressed in black, looks very imposing. He is the leader of the martial arts world, Zong Cen.

One was a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old. His eyebrows and eyes were still not fully developed, but one could see that his bone structure was very handsome. He was wearing a moon-white robe with wide sleeves. Sitting next to Zong Cen, he looked a little thin. He had fair skin and delicate hands without any calluses, which was different from the martial artists he usually saw.

The only person who could sit in that position at this time was the owner of this place, Qu Huisi, the master of Xuanbing Mansion.

The people from the other four families were not the heads of the sect. They were either the elders in charge or the senior disciples. Liu Yanyun had never met any of them and had no impression of them. He could only distinguish them by the sect logos on their clothes.

"Liu Yanyun from Dingfeng Villa, greetings to the sect leader and everyone else."

Song Ying walked to the middle of the lobby, clasped his fists and greeted everyone present with a smile on his face, as if he wanted to talk to me about something.

"Hahaha, Yanyun, come and sit down. How is your father these days?"

It was obvious that the atmosphere at the scene was not very good when Song Ying came in. When someone came in and interrupted the previous atmosphere, naturally someone wanted to change the subject immediately.

"Thank you for your concern, Uncle Zong. My father has been addicted to fishing recently. Before I left, he even said he wanted to go fishing somewhere. That's why he asked me to bring my fellow apprentices here to see the world."

"That's great. Have you set a date for your wedding with your senior brother?"

When Song Ying heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

Oh, it seems that this matter was indeed overlooked, but it seems that Liu Yanyun did not agree to it, and her father did not force it. How did Zong Cen know about this?

"Not yet. My father said that I am still young and I can see more of the world later."

Some things should only be known within your family; you still have to save your face outside.

The only voices heard in the entire front hall were those two; no one else spoke.

"Uncle Zong, I seldom go out, and I don't know anyone here. I wonder if I can..."

Song Ying looked at the people present with some embarrassment and embarrassment. Qu Huisi, who was sitting at the top, seemed to come to his senses and glanced at Song Ying.

"I am Qu Huisi from Xuanbing Mansion."

The voice is a little hoarse, probably because of the voice change period.

"Master Qu."

Song Ying stood up and clasped his fists to show respect.

The person sitting opposite Song Ying also stood up and introduced himself.

"I am Wen Kun, the manager of Yucheng in Shifangzhai."

The man was wearing purple clothes, which looked like the material was of very good quality. The logo of Shifangzhai was embroidered on the material with gold thread, which looked very beautiful under the light.

He has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a tall and slender figure, and is playing with a folding fan in his hand.

"Wen Manager."

Next to Wen Kun sat a woman with an exquisite figure and a pretty face. She was wearing colorful clothes, a shawl hanging on her left shoulder and right elbow, and her exposed ankles and wrists were adorned with many accessories.

"I am Fan Lanqing, the chief disciple of the Seven Fragrance Sect."

The voice was soft and had a seductive tone.

"Hello, Sister Fan."

Song Ying's mood improved a lot when she saw the beauty, and she addressed her differently from before.

"Oh, my sister is so sweet."

"Sister is beautiful and has a more beautiful voice."

As the two were talking back and forth here, a voice came from the side.

"Cough cough."

This is the person sitting in the first seat next to Song Ying. That seat is relatively close to Zong Cen. It can be basically determined that this person is close to Zong Cen.

"I am Du Mocheng, the Left Guardian of Fushen Sect."

"Protector Du."

Song Ying considered himself a junior so when he sat on the chair he did not go to the front, but sat at the back, which was two seats away from Du Mocheng's seat.

Du Mocheng is actually a relatively unrecognizable person, the kind that can be ignored at first sight, but this may also be related to the main business of their Fushen Sect.

The Fushen Sect mainly takes on assassination jobs, which are best if they can hide themselves in the larger environment and reduce their presence.

"Sister, ignore him. He's such a cold person. Come over to your sister."

Fan Lanqing talked to Song Ying with a smile and asked her to sit over there.

Song Ying thought about it and was about to move over to chat and ask some questions when more people came to the door, two at a time.

The first person I saw was a tall and strong man. Standing at the door, the light seemed to be much dimmer.

The other one turned out to be a monk. Song Ying looked at the handsome monk and then at the burly man.

There is a huge difference in the figures of these two people standing together.

This was the first time we all got together, and the first thing we did when we entered the door was to introduce ourselves.

The monk is Du Qing, the eldest disciple of the abbot of Jiulong Temple, and the big man is Lou Hu, the son of the master of Chixiao Pavilion. He looks a bit like a tiger, just like his name.

Just after the introduction, the last person appeared outside the door. She was slim and slender, and looked very fresh in a light green dress.

This is Ji Zhixin, the daughter of the leader of Baixian Sect.

At first sight, Song Ying felt that this person was a white lotus. He spoke in a delicate voice and looked like he was about to cry.

Fan Lanqing looks much better this way.

Seeing that everyone was present, Zong Cen cleared his throat and looked like he was about to speak.

Beside him, Qu Huisi really didn't say a word except introducing himself.

"I called you all here early in the morning because something happened."

Zong Cen actually seemed a bit embarrassed. He was the one who mediated the martial arts conference, but something happened as soon as the people from the major sects moved in. It seemed more like a frame-up.

"This morning, a maid was found dead outside of the study of the Qu Mansion Master, and the secret room in the study was robbed."

"What theft? Was the Songbird Dragon Stone stolen?"

When Lou Hu heard about theft, he became particularly anxious and spoke in a loud voice.

Song Ying looked at the pair of big hammers in his hands. Basically, the hammers used in their Chixiao Pavilion were like this. This piece of Mingque Dragon Stone was not big, and it seemed that it was not enough to be used to make weapons for their family.

Being so anxious makes him look like a guilty thief.

Everyone's eyes fell on him, but this man stared at Qu Huisi as if he saw nothing.

"How did Master Lou feel that the thing that was stolen was the Singing Bird Dragon Stone?"

Wen Kun waved the fan in his hand, looking like he was enjoying a good show.

"This... at this time, you're asking us to report something stolen. If it's not the Songbird Dragon Stone, then what else could it be?"

Lou Hu seemed to have discovered that something was not right at this time, and he was not as confident as before when speaking.

"Everyone, please be patient and let me finish what I want to say."

Zong Cen actually had a headache going up there. After all, although they all looked young, they all represented their own sects. It would not be good if they started quarreling or fighting.

"The Songbird Dragon Stone was not placed in the secret room of the study. What was stolen were the ancestral weapons of the Xuanbing Mansion, the Half Snow Shield and the Thousand Snow Sword."

Song Ying felt quite surprised. The Mingque Dragon Stone was still there. So were they really going to hold the martial arts conference?

While thinking, his fingers tapped the table subconsciously in a rhythmic manner. Song Ying's small action attracted the attention of several people present.

The top ten people had made a set of hints before coming in. Song Ying had practiced it many times so as not to forget it, and now he could knock it out subconsciously.

"Why would a thief steal this? Isn't it said that this set of weapons cannot be recycled to refine the Songbird Dragon Stone again?"

Du Mocheng spoke softly, but attracted a lot of attention.

The hall, which was originally filled with some arguments, suddenly became quiet. Song Ying stopped thinking and looked at everyone present.

When they came in from the Nine Dragon Temple, she moved to the Seven Fragrance Sect. Now there are three families sitting next to her and four families sitting opposite her.

Ji Zhixin sat in the last seat, looking pitiful. She didn't say a word while a group of people were talking.

Fan Lanqing leaned close to Song Ying's ear and said something.

"Yan Luo."

"what."

Song Ying looked at the beautiful person next to her. She looked nothing like the violent loli Yan Luo.

"Song."

Song Ying didn't say her full name, but she was the only one with the last name Song among the top ten.

The whispers between the two people here attracted the attention of the two people sitting above, especially Qu Huisi who looked at Song Ying for a long time.

Song Ying even wondered if this person was one of theirs.

"We are not sure what this thief intends to do, but we are sure that he is still in the villa. The guards who were patrolling last night did not find anyone entering or leaving. We called everyone here now to investigate."

"Does the leader of the sect not trust us when he says this?"

Du Qing twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand and spoke without any politeness.

"That's not the case. The main reason is that we have searched all the places in the villa that can be searched. In case the thieves hide the things first and then make plans, we still need to search them."

Zong Cen explained politely.

"How can we be sure that person didn't leave the villa? If their kung fu is better than the guards, wouldn't they be able to get out easily?"

Song Ying thought about it and decided to speak up so that she wouldn't be suspected by saying nothing.

"Because since everyone came in, there have been experts guarding many rooftops of the entire manor to protect everyone's safety."

Xuanbing Mansion is not protecting it at all, they have hired experts to monitor it.

But even such surveillance can still allow people to steal things, so this surveillance is not very good.

Zong Cen seemed to know what everyone wanted to say, so he spoke first before anyone else did.

"These experts are mainly guarding the perimeter of the manor. The study is located in the center of the manor, and there is no one guarding it from above, which results in a blind spot for the enemy when they pass under the corridor."

Song Ying understood what was happening here. He didn't see anyone walking on the roof, nor did anyone leave the villa. The people and things were still in the villa and had not left.

"So...what if we didn't steal anything but they showed up at our place?"

Ji Zhixin's voice was trembling a little, and she sounded like she was afraid.

"We can talk about this after we find the item. The important thing now is to find the item. After all, if this thief can throw a weapon today, he can steal the Songbird Dragon Stone tomorrow."

Zong Cen linked this matter with everyone's interests to ensure that everyone made the same choice.

"There is no problem on my side, but I need to go back and clean up first. After all, some of my unique skills cannot be seen by you."

Fan Lanqing stood up and bowed without waiting for Zong Cen's response, then walked out as if he was going back to pack up.

Song Ying also stood up at this time, clasped his fists and saluted, then said something and walked out.

"I'll go back and clean up, too."

Dingfeng Villa and the Qixiang Sect's courtyard were not far away from each other and there was a distance they could walk together. Song Ying quickly caught up with Fan Lanqing.

"Mission Songbird Dragon Stone."

After getting closer, the two of them said their tasks in unison and tacitly. The task objectives were the same. It seemed that this was a collective task, so it must not have been obtained through legitimate means such as the martial arts conference.

"Did anyone else contact you?"

Fan Lanqing (Yan Luo) held Song Ying's arm as if they were good sisters, but in fact it was to make it easier for them to whisper to each other.

"No, I was sorting out information after I arrived, and I didn't meet anyone else."

"I do have a little sister over there who was randomly selected. She ranked 67th, which is a pretty impressive ranking."

“Are the goals the same?”

"Same. In fact, this is her second time entering the plot station. She looks a little flustered."

"We still need to find other people as soon as possible. Qu Huisi might be a player, but we don't know if he is one of us or someone else."

Song Ying noticed something strange about Qu Huisi when he kept looking at her just now. It was very likely that he was one of hers, after all, the strangeness only occurred after she knocked on the table.

"The situation is unclear right now. Let's hide and see what other tricks they have."

Yan Luo herself is an expert, so analyzing all this is no problem for her.

"Well, safety is the most important thing."

The two separated in the garden and went back to the yard to do a detailed inspection, in case there was any frame-up.

Pushing open the gate, Song Ying spoke loudly.

"Brothers, your sister is back."