Yang Zaiwei was still sitting upright, breathing heavily, no change from usual.
Faming's breathing was obviously very disordered and he was about to lose his strength.
Four days have passed since Ashina Huan appeared, including the first day of imprisonment, a total of five days.
It was okay not to eat food, but the key was not to drink water. Even if he adjusted his body according to Yang Zaiwei's method, he would still be close to dehydration.
Gradually, Fa Ming's consciousness became blurred, and he groaned from his cracked lips: "Will Li Jiyi come to save us?"
Yang Zaiwei had been silent before. Seeing that he couldn't hold on anymore, he comforted him: "Ashina Huanzhi is a talented man. He will not be Li Yuanfang's opponent. He will be arrested within five days. If you support him for one more day, there will be hope."
Already."
Fa Ming said: "That's good...that's good..."
Yang Zaiwei sighed secretly, not having any hope for Fa Ming's survival.
The reason is simple: being caught is one thing, but interrogation is another.
After all, Ashina Huan is a strong man who has practiced Bai Sheng Jin for many years, and he can still survive the torture.
Judging from the Jiangnan Rebellion, this person is willing to lose both sides and harm others rather than benefit himself.
As long as Ashina Huan grits his teeth, Fa Ming will not be able to survive in three days. If ten days pass, he will not be able to support himself.
"Let's see God's will!"
Yang Zaiwei closed his eyes, eliminated distracting thoughts, and entered into a focused practice.
Turn adversity into cultivation resources.
With all five consciousnesses fully opened, he began to attack the sixth consciousness, the illusory consciousness that actually exists in the human body.
While practicing, several more hours passed.
According to his silent calculation, it was already midnight, and Yang Zaiwei's ears suddenly twitched.
There is movement outside!
He opened his eyes and his face changed slightly.
The only one coming at this time should be Ashina Huan.
In just four days, Li Yuanfang caught him without telling anyone and immediately interrogated him. This junior fellow apprentice was so incompetent that even he didn't believe it.
But now that I'm back, is it possible that the Ashina Ring has really been obtained?
Yang Zaiwei pursed his lips, also unwilling to believe that Li Yuanfang would be harmed by this person.
But soon, he realized that he was no longer his junior brother.
Because the visitor is not alone.
The noise became louder and louder, and a faint voice could be heard:
"The secret cave left behind by destroying the Buddha!"
"The Turks who didn't work hard...explained...that they couldn't be found..."
At this time, Yang Zaiwei had already stood up and came to the cell to listen carefully.
Just as he was hesitating slightly whether to take the initiative to ask for help, he heard a calming voice coming from outside: "Yang Zaiwei, Master Faming, are you in there?"
Fa Ming sat up in shock while he was dying, and Yang Zaiwei responded loudly: "Here he is!"
There was the sound of excavation outside. After a while, with a loud bang, the road was cleared and the prison door was opened.
When Yang Zaiwei walked out of the prison and bathed in the moonlight, he couldn't help but show the excitement of having survived a desperate situation.
After all, even if you can break through to the sixth consciousness, it will not help change the situation. This time you really escaped from death.
And An Shengan took out the food from the food box he brought: "Liu Lang knows that you haven't eaten or drank in the past few days, so he specially prepared it. Drink the porridge slowly. Don't eat too much at this time."
"Thank you! Thank you!"
Yang Zaiwei nodded, drank water and ate. Five days was not a particularly big burden for him, and he recovered quickly.
It was obvious that Fa Ming couldn't hold on any longer. After being rescued, he became exhausted. He was fed by the inner guard and slowly drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, and immediately fell asleep.
After checking the Anshen sense, he ordered: "It's not life-threatening. Let's go back to the temple. Rokuro is still waiting for you."
Yang Zaiwei asked curiously: "How is Ashena Ring?"
An Shengan replied: "Don't worry, your junior brother will tell you everything he knows now."
Yang Zaiwei shook his head secretly, and came up with what he thought was the most reasonable guess: "I guess he has already seen Li Yuanfang's strength. He gave up luck and chose cooperation. If he had known this, why did he do it in the first place..."
Hearing this, An Shengan looked strange: "Ashi Nahuan never saw Rokuro take action, and none of us took action, so he vomited blood and fell down... Junior brother, what should I say? Anyway, it's quite interesting, we did it.
This is the first time I have seen so many cases."
Yang Zaiwei frowned, unable to understand.
Ashina Huan and Jin Zhizhao's martial arts are on par with each other. Both of them have a crushing advantage over ordinary warriors. Even an elite like Baiqi will be escaped by him if he is not careful. How could he kill himself before he takes action?
Falling down?
What does interesting mean? Is this humiliating?
Anshen had experienced the training of the inner guards, but this time he couldn't hold it back. He said with a smile: "When you don't eat or drink, Ashina Huan doesn't have a good time. He can't explain it in a few words. When you see people, you will
knew!"
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"Yang Zaiwei is being held there, I've already said..."
"Go and save him...can you...let me sleep now..."
"Zz...ugh!!"
Ashina Huan was indeed telling everything he knew, and he kept telling her everything. He woke him up several times, just begging for some sleep, and then he was woken up again.
Li Yan must seize this great opportunity. There are still many secrets in this person that can be discovered. The top priority is the hidden danger in Jiangnan: "Have you had any contact with King Poyang? Where is the Xiao family of Lanling?"
Ashina Huan drooped his eyelids, nodded his head, and said intermittently: "I have contact with King Poyang... The Xiao family of Lanling has not... tried to contact... The Xiao family does not dare to rebel..."
Li Yan said coldly: "It's normal for the Lanling Xiao family not to dare to rebel. It is also a family that has been passed down for hundreds of years. In the chaotic times of the late Sui Dynasty, the Xiaoliang regime that was destroyed by my grandfather was the Xiao family's last struggle.
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"After the failure of Xiao Liang's regime, they naturally chose to stay contented. What about King Poyang? Without the support of his mother clan, why would he rebel?"
Ashina Huan said confusedly: "King Poyang... King Poyang didn't know it was a rebellion... thought the saint was supporting him... wanted to clear the emperor's side... take back the stolen power from Empress Wu and the courtiers..."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Li Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Qingjun side? No matter how naive King Poyang is, he will not believe such nonsense unless..."
He thought of the head of the village in Guan Nei, and his face darkened: "You are so audacious, how dare you find someone to pretend to be a saint?"
Ashina Huan's lips trembled. After all, he had been pretending to be a Beijing official for a long time, and he was more or less in awe of the imperial power. He didn't dare to say the next words.
Li Yan was not polite to him: "Open his eyelids and deprive him of sleep for three days and three nights!"
Ashina's ring trembled, and she begged loudly: "I say! I say!"
"I did find a bandit who looked very similar to him in a village in the south of the Yangtze River... I spent several years teaching the bandit his accent and manners... I barely managed to teach him a certain appearance...
"
"King Poyang...King Poyang believed it...he was happy that after everything was done...he would be established as the prince...then he was ready to raise an army...capture Luoyang first...and then enter Guanzhong!"
The inner guard wrote down in horror, and Li Yanze said coldly: "It has been many years since King Poyang was expelled from the capital. You have worked hard and there is indeed a possibility of deceiving him. Why did that man die later and his head was cut off?
"
Ashina Huan shook his head: "I don't know what happened... I received it in the Guanzhong village... When I received the box with the head... I was also shocked... I quickly went down the mountain to hide..."
Li Yan didn't believe it: "A person like that will be of great use at a critical moment, and they will definitely be properly guarded by you. How many people can take their heads? They were killed inexplicably, and their heads were cut off and given to you, but you didn't even
Don’t know what’s going on? It seems like I’ve been thinking about it for three days and three nights again…”
Ashina Huan was in a hurry: "I really don't know... I just suspect the Chongyun Temple Master and Qi Dazhai Master in Jiangnan..."
Li Yan said: "Tell me about these two people."
Ashina Huan spoke smoothly in his eagerness: "Both of these two people are related to the Jiangnan murder case in the past. Now one is running the Fox God Sect in Jiangnan Road, and the other has eight villages under his command. They are the most powerful. Of course, this is also
It has to do with the support behind me.”
Li Yan narrowed his eyes slightly: "What is their purpose of killing people and beheading them?"
Ashina Huan said: "Because these two people are just unwilling to accept the oppression of Jiangnan by the imperial court and particularly hate the government. But they are really rebelling, but they know that there is no hope of success and they don't want to see the people in their hometown suffer. That's why I guessed,
Is it because they want to use this method to put an end to King Poyang’s delusions..."
Li Yan was silent and sighed secretly.
Ever since Yang Jian conquered the south from the north, the south has been suppressed. The experience of Jiankang City is the best example.
This is actually not surprising. The success of the king and the failure of the bandits are as true for individuals as they are for regions. It is unrealistic to treat everyone equally.
But now the Central Government of the Tang Dynasty is increasingly relying on the water transport from the south of the Yangtze River. There have been several famines in the pass, and they have relied on the water transport from the south of the Yangtze River for relief. They eat and use other people's food and then kick them away. This attitude is really unjustifiable.
The impact of the murder in Runzhou was too bad. It was a prosperous place around Jinling. A village was wiped out, and Chang'an was indifferent. It vividly demonstrated the political marginalization of Jiangnan, and it was naturally difficult for the local people to accept it.
It would be really rare if this group of people could restrain themselves while resisting.
Li Yan continued to ask: "In your original plan, when did you launch the Jiangnan rebellion?"
Ashina Huan said bravely: "We are waiting for the death of the saint."
Li Yan asked for some more details and said clearly: "Using fake thieves as a banner to officially start an uprising in the south of the Yangtze River will still not succeed, but it can cause a certain scale of chaos. Then you can go to Jisi Prefecture in the north.
, stir up trouble and continue to instigate good people to rebel?"
Ashina Huan nodded, then felt a pain in his heart.
Everything is easy to say, but it takes countless efforts to actually implement it.
Just because I worked overtime for a few days, it was all over.
All previous efforts are wasted.
Now he really wants to fight for the ground. He just killed Zhenfa and escaped far away. Then nothing happened. What is the purpose of thinking so much?
Li Yan thought it was good. He had really gained a lot this time. When he asked where Yang Zaiwei and Fa Ming were and found out the situation in Jiangnan, his expression became more solemn:
"One last question before going to bed, who is your master 'Zuoming'?"
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An Shengan and his party returned to Shaolin Temple.
Fa Ming carried him to the side room and placed him there, while Yang Zaiwei came to the temporary interrogation room.
There was no sound of torture inside, it was over.
Yang Zaiwei poked his head in and saw his junior brother hanging with his eyes closed tightly, his chest rising and falling rhythmically, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a smile of satisfaction.