Chapter 459: Zhang Er Reads the Newspaper with a Lamp
Yin Xiao's iron-like fist hit Tong He's chest. Tong He's sharp knife paused after piercing Yin Xiao's flesh. He let go of his hand, staggered back, and suddenly fled into the night.
There was blood dripping all over the floor.
Yin Xiao rushed to catch up, not caring about his own injuries.
At this moment, he is also a dead man, having received an order from Song Huiyue - Tonghe will die tonight, and he will not stop dying.
Li Changfeng and the rest of the Imperial Army were all in horror, watching helplessly as Tonghe ran away for several steps, and then let Yinxiao catch up. The two struggled again, and then escaped again.
I have never seen such a desperate fight, with no room for others to intervene. What is even more frightening is that the injured person is indifferent to his own pain and just wants to kill the other person one after another.
"Hurry up and chase!" Li Changfeng suddenly woke up and quickly led the people to catch up, "Xiao Yi, hurry up and notify Su Zhi!"
It was so easy to chase. The entire road was filled with the bloody smell of the two of them. It dispersed rapidly in the spring rain, was dense in every drop of rain, and slowly dispersed in the cold wind, turning into a hazy blood mist.
Li Changfeng followed the blood mist all the way to the mountain gate of Daxiangguo Temple.
He frowned at the plaque - aren't they afraid of gods and Buddhas?
He immediately remembered the last time Yin Xiao and the thief chased him here, and he became more and more confused. Could this thief be from Daxiangguo Temple?
Or maybe the Daxiangguo Temple is a refuge for thieves?
Full of doubts, he pursued him to the Buddhist temple, and felt his scalp numb among the densely packed Buddha statues.
For some reason, in the Buddhist temple at night, the Buddha statues were always so eerie, and even the Arhats looked ferocious. When he looked up at the Buddha statues, he felt sad and did not dare to say anything.
Perhaps there is another biggest demon in the Daxiangguo Temple, who disguises himself as a devout believer during the day and only shows off his tricks at night.
In the guest house of Daxiangguo Temple, Zhang Xutang was reading a tabloid.
When the spring thunder sounded, he shuddered, and Xiao Wei quickly stepped forward to add charcoal.
The copper brazier was already filled with red charcoal fire, and the incense sticks were turning yellow on the shelf. The little guard was standing guard in the room, feeling uncomfortable with the heat. He wished he could take his feet out of his shoes and expose them.
Breathable, but I dare not, I can only continue to heat.
After adding charcoal, he stood aside quietly and turned himself into a puppet.
Zhang Xutang read the tabloid and laughed inexplicably.
Song Huiyue, the King of Jin, performed a good show to push the baseless Lieutenant Lou to the position of commander-in-chief of the Forbidden Army.
It's not that easy.
Tomorrow we have to ask Su Ting to come and tell Yin Xiao about killing his father and correct Yin Xiao.
Today, I am afraid of death. I have always been very decisive when it comes to my own life. I used to use Su Ting highly, but as soon as I had the slightest scruples, I would immediately abandon him.
He closed the nonsense tabloid and thought about King Jin.
Prince Jin and Lou Yinxiao must really be at odds with each other, otherwise Prince Jin would not have been able to fight like that in the street - Prince Jin would be well-dressed even if he was going to die.
Because every move of the King of Jin, including his clothes, words and deeds, are all related to his reputation. He will always be a role model. With his upright clothes and beautiful appearance, he has been admired by the people of the world invisibly.
Letting Yin Xiao beat a man's head into a dog's head at the gate of Caomen would do more harm than good to the King of Jin.
These two tabloids are even more detrimental to King Jin.
The future heir apparent will become a beauty in the tabloids. To the King of Jin, this will be a terrible footnote and will turn him into a topic of conversation after dinner.
Maybe it would make the King of Jin appear to be close to the people, after all, even the Prince of Tongyi County dared to take a handful from his crotch.
Also, after Jin Shang read the tabloid, he would feel relaxed about Prince Jin, but Prince Jin would not care about this at all - he had already determined to be Jin Shang's enemy.
The only function of these two tabloids was to fulfill King Jin's wishful thinking and flattery - through these two tabloids, he hid Song Huiyue completely, and no one mentioned it.
Zhang Xutang picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and couldn't help but think of Song Huiyue.
He couldn't be more proud of Song Huiyue's cruelty.
As expected, they are the same kind as him, smart, cruel, and clever.
Slowly, he drank half a cup of tea, put down the cup, flexed his fingers, and planned to copy a page of scripture before going to bed.
However, there was a knock on the door, and then a strong man walked in and said to Zhang Xutang: "Second Master, many forbidden troops have come to the temple. Su Ting informed the prison and the chief of staff that he wanted to catch the thieves.
We’re here.”
Zhang Xutang frowned: "Catch the thief?"
As soon as he finished speaking, something cold dropped on the tip of Zhang Xutang's nose. He reached out and touched it, and when he looked at it, he realized it was a drop of blood.
"Second Master!" Xiao Wei hurriedly stepped forward and looked up, "Do you want to be on guard?"
He couldn't see anything, he could only see that under the interlacing lights, the gorgeous caisson turned into groups of shadows.
At this moment, the group of deep shadows suddenly moved, and then a black shadow rolled down uncontrollably and fell straight in front of Zhang Xutang.
Tonghe was seriously injured. The wound on his body was tied with a belt to prevent bleeding, but the strength was insufficient and it became loose. One arm was hanging limply, and it was obviously broken.
Tonghe only paused for a moment before jumping under the table.
The desk for copying scriptures was very wide. After Song Huiyue copied it once, it was moved to the wall, so that one side was next to the wall - otherwise, when Zhang Xutang sat down to copy scriptures, he would occasionally be in a trance, just like Song Huiyue.
It was as if Yue was sitting opposite him.
Tonghe remained motionless, huddled into the shadow under the desk.
Zhang Xutang immediately looked at Xiao Wei: "Go and add the scented tablets, then go outside and guard the door, and try not to let them in."
He only said as much as he could, because he knew that Yin Xiao must be here too - the only person who could hurt Tong He like this was Yin Xiao.
A small guard cannot stop Yin Xiao.
He took the handkerchief and wiped his face again: "Lao San, hide the people who are with you, don't let the imperial army capture you."
Xiaowei and Laosan acted independently. After Zhang Xutang wiped his face, he immediately unfolded the Jilin paper, held it down with a paperweight, dipped it in a stroke of ink, and began to copy the scriptures.
He had bad eyesight, so all the candle lights were placed behind him, and his shadow fell right under the table, completely covering the already dark underside of the table.
A drop of ink fell on the Jilin paper, showing a bit of panic.
Outside the guest house, Su Ting frowned and looked at Yin Xiao, who looked like a bloody gourd. Before Yin Xiao responded to his gaze, he turned away and glanced at Li Changfeng: "Inside?"
Li Changfeng glanced at Yin Xiao out of the corner of his eye and thought: "I know nothing."
He replied in a low voice: "Probably, we chased him all the way."
Yin Xiao chased him all the way, and they chased Yin Xiao.
"Did you look carefully?" Su Ting asked pointedly.
Li Changfeng did not hesitate this time: "That shooting and movement skills are definitely the ones who killed Prime Minister Zhang! We are all watching."
Su Ting twitched his lips and sneered: "Do you know who lives here?"
Li Changfeng immediately responded with what Su Ting often said: "No matter who he is, even if the King of Jin is here, he can't stop the imperial army from searching!"
Su Ting paused for a moment, looking at Li Changfeng's serious face, and wondered why he hadn't noticed that he was so honest before.
I have been cautious in writing recently. I have been writing slower and slower, and I have not saved the manuscript. Therefore, the second chapter can no longer be posted at 12 o'clock as scheduled. I am very sorry to readers and friends, but it will be posted before 5 pm.