The guard guarding the door said: "It was an old man wearing a coarse cloth and carrying a basket on his back. He left after delivering it."
Tang Shijin glanced at Qi Yaoling.
Qi Yaoling went out to look for Wei Jingzhi. Dongshan was originally their territory. Wei Jingzhi's people were as familiar with this large mountain as their own backyard, but after searching around, they could not find this old man.
I didn't even find Mr. Green Jade. I felt like he was a charlatan, but these two people were probably not in the same group.
Tang Shijin called the man over again and asked in detail: "What did he say then??"
The guard said: "He came over with the box in his arms. I went out and asked him who he was looking for. He smiled and said, 'I'm looking for your prince.' I said, what do you want to do with our master? He gave me the box and said
'Take it and show it to that girl, I'll be able to clear my name as a thief.'"
He paused for a moment: "I opened it to check, and saw it was a flower. I was about to ask him again, but I saw that he had already walked away. It was a bit strange to say that, just for the moment he lowered his head, he just
I saw a figure from behind."
Tang Shijin raised his eyebrows.
She went to take a walk in the garden.
I saw that several medicinal plants, flowers and trees were missing, and they were all missing near water sources.
The garden here didn’t put as much thought into the bamboo tube irrigation system as in Maozhou, but it was also a spring that diverted water and divided it into several channels. She usually put the spiritual spring in it from the source, which resulted in
Things grow particularly well near the source.
So that’s what that person meant?
Did you take her mud or water? Give her a snowdrop in return?
Although it's a bit weird, it doesn't feel like there's any malicious intent, right?
Tang Shijin was deep in thought when he saw Wu Buzheng walking in hastily, "Master!"
When Tang Shijin looked at his face, he thought: "What's wrong?"
Wu Buzheng said: "Momo Liulang is missing."
Tang Shijin was surprised: "Brother Six? What about Wang Zhi?"
"I don't know where Wang Zhi has gone," Wu Buzheng said: "Master, don't worry, Lord Shen and Lord Yan have already sent out their manpower to look for him."
Shen Yiyi almost went crazy with anxiety.
He promised Tang Shijin to protect Tao Chengqi, but Tao Chengqi didn't come back last night, and he didn't realize it until the morning!
None of the hands placed around him responded, fearing that something unexpected had happened. What about Tao Chengqi?
He was so anxious that he worked hard all the way and had been looking for it all day long... He just hoped that he would still be there in time!
It was dusk, and suddenly, a fire appeared in front of my right eye.
He jerked his horse sharply.
The person behind said: "The original poster??"
Shen Yiyi said: "Come over with me and have a look!"
One person said: "The last person who found Wang Zhi was in Dongxiaoqiao."
Shen Yiyi said: "Half of us go over there. The rest follow me!"
He turned his horse and arrived as fast as he could. He saw Wang Zhi standing in front of the door from a distance, turning around with a half-smiling smile.
Shen Yiyi felt anxious and jumped off the horse. He said with a smile: "It turns out to be Admiral Wang. Why is Admiral Wang here?" while gesturing backward.
There were only four people following behind him, two of them quickly moved backwards, two of them jumped off their horses and followed him forward.
Immediately, the people behind Wang Zhi also quickly dispersed. The next two groups of people appeared from nowhere and suddenly rushed up, forming an immediate encirclement.
Shen Yiyi's heart sank. He had no intention of dealing with him anymore and said directly: "I don't know if Admiral Wang can see my junior uncle."
"Yes," Wang Zhi smiled and pointed to the burning house: "It's inside. He wants to die on his own, and I can't stop him, right?"
Shen Yiyi couldn't bear it any longer, and his expression changed drastically: "Wang Zhi, are you crazy?"
He hurried forward, pulled out his hairpin and threw it into the air, but as soon as the loud arrow left his hand, Wang Zhi raised his hand and knocked it down.
There were also two sharp sounds behind him, but they only lasted half way before he was shot down.
Seeing the intensity of the fire, Shen Yiyi couldn't care less and rushed inside. Wang Zhi didn't stop him and stepped aside to let him in.
The flames were blazing and the smell of tung oil was strong. As soon as Shen Yiyi jumped to the ground, he was blinded by the thick smoke.
He casually picked up half of the door panel on the ground and violently waved away the flames while saying: "Taoliu! Junior uncle! Taoliu! Taoliu!"
No one answered inside.
The flames quickly wrapped around his clothes and hair. At first, Shen Yiyi took photos while walking. Gradually, he no longer cared about anything and just flew between the houses.
A strange fragrance suddenly passed through his nose. Shen Yiyi suddenly turned his head and saw dead snakes all over the room in the room, and a figure lying on the ground, his whole body covered in flames. It was impossible to tell who it was.
Shen Yiyi said anxiously: "Little uncle!"
He rushed forward and quickly patted the fire on his body a few times. Seeing that it could not be extinguished, he gritted his teeth, lifted the person on his back, and rushed out.
With a flash of light, they rushed out of the fire scene. Shen Yiyi saw at a glance that there were actually several snakes hanging on Tao Chengqi's body! The snake bit him on the arm and did not let go even after it was burned to death!
Shen Yiyi reached out anxiously to pull it.
Suddenly a figure flashed in front of him. Wang Zhi moved over and suddenly raised his foot. He heard a crack, Shen Yiyi groaned in pain, and his forearm was kicked off at that time.
The two of them were thrown back into the flames like stones. Shen Yiyi's vision went black at that moment, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a pop.
With a roar, the flames rushed over and surrounded the two of them. Shen Yiyi gritted his teeth, and with some unknown force, he hugged him through gritted teeth, rolled around quickly, and then pulled him onto his back again. Quickly jump out from the other side...
Tao Chengqi seemed to groan and reluctantly patted his back, wanting to say something, but he couldn't care about anything at the moment and just rushed out desperately.
They were kicked back again by Wang Zhi.
The people with long eyes and flying ears are all dead.
The half-shot arrow that was fired could only be heard by people nearby. The four people who came over also died on the ground.
Wang Zhi's expression was extremely happy and excited, and he even smiled with white teeth.
He tortured Tao Chengqi all night.
But this scholar obviously doesn't know kung fu, but his bones are extremely hard, and he refuses to beg for mercy no matter what.
So he poisoned him.
This poison is usually used in the "death by a thousand cuts" punishment. It can keep a person awake until the last blow... allowing him to watch his tongue being cut out, being surrounded by snakes, and being burned to death... ...Although he couldn't hear him begging for mercy, just thinking about it made him feel happy.
Unexpectedly, someone came to rescue him.
Moreover, he is such a tough guy.
Wang Zhi smiled and said to others: "How many times can he persist?"
Others joked: "Just... maybe three or four times at most?"
"Okay," Wang Zhi smiled and said, "If he can persist until the fifth time, I will spare him."
Shen Yiyi couldn't hear or see. The pain in his heart was so extreme that it seemed that he no longer felt the pain and his exhaled breath was not continued.
He didn't know how many times he had pulled the peach out of the flames, pulled it to his back with the hand he could still use, and climbed out bit by bit using both hands and feet.
He seemed to hear a sigh of regret, but he was not kicked back, so he climbed to the wall step by step.
His vision was blurry, and after a while, he realized that there was no fire around him. He seemed to have rescued the person.
He murmured: "Little uncle?"
A hand gently tugged on his sleeve. He held it with his backhand and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, okay, we were rescued. Otherwise..." There was serous liquid mixed with flesh and blood, spilling from the corner of his mouth. He whispered: "Master will be angry..."
He stretched out his hand out of habit and grabbed something on his chest. The next moment, he fell headlong.