Gan Xin entered the room. The shopkeeper closed the door and hung up a rusty copper lock. It looked like this was a utility room that had not been used for a long time.
Gan Xin put away the tobacco pole, moved the things under the bed, and pulled out a wooden board. A dark tunnel extended to the backyard.
Gan Xin took off his shoes and walked slowly westward along the tunnel.
The tunnel is very small, completely dark inside and cannot be seen at all.
Gan Xin did not dare to light a fire, so he walked forward in the darkness with both hands.
Finally, the tunnel came to an end, and it was the underground secret room of the thatched shed in the backyard.
Gan Xin restrained his breath, slowly squatted on the ground, put his ear against the wall, and listened to what was going on in the secret room next door.
In the secret room, Shen Wanjin waited for Kong Ji to wake up.
After a long time, Kongji slowly woke up.
Opening his eyes, Kong Ji saw an oil lamp like a bean, barely illuminating the surrounding cold stone walls.
"Lian Zhen..."
Kongji shouted in a daze, Lian Zhen was his disciple's name.
"Master Kongji is awake."
Kongji didn't hear the disciple's response, only heard a cold voice.
Monk Kongji was so excited that he suddenly became more awake.
Monk Kongji's body was very weak due to the blood loss during the day's battle and the long journey.
But the surrounding environment and the cold voice just made him wake up.
Kong Ji wanted to get up, but found that his hands and feet were tied with iron chains, and the severe pain in his abdomen forced him to lie down.
"Master is not well yet, so don't move around."
Shen Wanjin walked over with a smile and finally saw Kongji clearly.
"Who are you? Why are you kidnapping me?"
Monk Kongji was shocked. Although he was injured, he was still in Guancheng just now. There were more than 200,000 troops around him, and Shi Le was also in the city.
Under such tight security, he was actually kidnapped.
This person must be very clever in his methods, and this time he met someone powerful.
Shen Wanjin stood not far away with a smile and said: "Shen Wanjin, the owner of a certain Wanjin Building!"
Monk Kongji's hands and feet were tied with iron chains, and he was already a piece of fish on the chopping board. Shen Wanjin was confident and showed his reputation openly.
Normally, Shen Wanjin would wear make-up even on his external appearance, let alone reveal his name, and would never show his true face to others.
"Shen Wanjin?"
Monk Kongji looked at the man in front of him in disbelief. He didn't understand why Wanjinlou wanted to kidnap him?
"How much did Long Chengen give you? The poor monk can pay double or ten times!"
In Kong Ji's impression, Wanjinlou is just an assassin organization that only charges money to kill people.
There were rumors before that Wanjin Tower and Long Chen colluded to deal with Tianxiahui, and now the Jujin Hall of the capital of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty is actually Wanjin Tower.
Therefore, he concluded that Long Chen paid and instigated Wan Jinlou to kidnap him.
Since Wanjinlou collects money to do things, then pay more to keep yourself safe.
Shen Wanjin chuckled and said, "I do have some dealings with Long Chengen, but this time I have nothing to do with him. I want to kidnap you."
Countless thoughts flashed through Monk Kongji's mind, but he couldn't figure it out. He asked, "The poor monk and Wanjin Tower have never had any quarrels. Why did the owner of the building tie me up?"
Shen Wanjin chuckled and said, "A common man is not guilty of carrying a jade."
Monk Kongji suddenly understood, and he laughed and said: "It turns out that the original poster has taken a fancy to the poor monk's Mad Lion Technique."
The most valuable thing he possesses is the secret technique of the Xixia royal family, the Mad Lion Technique. Shen Wanjin said that it was a crime to possess a jade, so of course it was the Mad Lion Technique.
"Master is really very smart. Now that you know it, I would like to ask, Master, will you tell me obediently, or will you suffer some hardships?"
Shen Wanjin took out a bag of things from his body. There were razors, hooks, small saws... They were all torture tools used to dig out human flesh.
Monk Kongji glanced at the torture kit coldly, closed his eyes and said: "You have also seen the poor monk's appearance. I can't teach you now. I will wait until the poor monk recovers from his injuries."
"Of course, if the poster has no patience, then just kill him."
Since Shen Wanjin has something to seek from him, Kongji is safe for the time being.
His hands and feet were tied with thick iron chains, so he couldn't run away, so he simply stopped running.
Shen Wanjin was not surprised. He had killed many people and tortured many. He had seen everything.
It makes sense to be empty and silent like this.
"Okay, I will heal the master's injury, but the master can't just lie down and say nothing."
Of course, Shen Wanjin would not wait for Kong Ji to recover before asking about the secret of the mad lion. He wanted to know something first.
Kong Ji sneered coldly: "I'm telling you now, do you dare to believe it?"
Shen Wanjin smiled and said: "Whether you dare or not is my business, whether you say it or not depends on the sincerity of the master."
Kong Ji did not open her eyes, but continued to lie down...
After a while, Kong Ji said, "Okay, I'll give you some first."
Kong Ji immediately said a few words about the secret method of practicing the Mad Lion Technique, and Shen Wanjin immediately wrote it down.
"Okay, I'll give it a try first. Master, you can rest assured to recover here. There will be plenty of soup, medicine and food."
Shen Wanjin poured a bowl of water and placed it on the table next to the bed, then climbed the ladder out of the secret room.
After pushing open the wooden board, Shen Wanjin returned to the thatched shed, where Black Wind was on alert.
"Owner."
"You stay outside and don't let anyone get close."
Heifeng immediately went out and stood guard outside. Shen Wanjin closed the door and couldn't wait to start practicing.
Next door to the secret room, Gan Xin slowly crawled back in obscurity. He had also heard it just now.
Gan Xin crawled back to his room and started practicing immediately.
...
Yangcheng.
Long Chen wrote the battle report, carefully put it into a bamboo tube, and brought the sealing mud and seal.
After carefully sealing it, Long Chen handed it over to He Juntao and sent it to the capital overnight.
After coming out of the room, Long Chen walked into the backyard and entered the room. Wu Xiangyun was fanning Wu Chuchu to cool down.
The weather was too hot and Wu Chuchu couldn't lie down because her body was covered in sweat.
"Husband."
Long Chen sat down, took the fan, and said: "There is no ice here, it's too hot."
"Is there any well water left? Bring some and wipe yourself down."
Wu Xiangyun said helplessly: "Where can I find it? The water in the wells is all gone. Xixia is much worse than Dazhou. There is not enough water."
If you were in Prince Wu's Mansion, there would definitely be ice to cool down at this time.
"Xixia is just like this, there's nothing we can do about it."
"Ask the people in the prefect's mansion if they have any saltpeter. If so, bring it over."
Many of the servants in the prefect's mansion did not run away. Long Chen asked them to do their business as usual and did not embarrass them.
Wu Xiangyun asked: "What do you want saltpeter for?"
Long Chen said: "Bring it over and you will know."
Wu Xiangyun went out immediately, and Long Chen took a fan to fan Wu Chuchu.
Fine beads of sweat wetted the thin silk pajamas. Wu Chuchu lay on her stomach, outlining her perfect curves.
Long Chen couldn't help but take action.
"Husband, I'm like this, and you still take advantage of me."
Wu Chuchu said angrily.
Long Chen smiled and said: "I just saw that you were injured, otherwise, I would have dealt with you."
Wu Chuchu hummed sweetly: "Besides caring about my body, what else do you know?"
Long Chen rubbed it there and said with a smile: "I'm still thinking about the smell of your perfume."
Wu Chuchu patted Long Chen's hand, laughed and scolded: "Shameless, can you drink the perfume? I miss you every day!"
Long Chen smiled and said, "You don't know if I can drink it?"
Wu Chuchu didn't want to continue this topic, so she turned around and said, "Hurry up and fan yourself, it's so hot."
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