Become a battlefield medic in a survival game

Chapter 158 City Fortress 7
That husband is much stronger than Mr. Wu. The most important thing is that after investigation, he has a close relationship with Director Gao.

"After all, there are only a few important officials who come and go, and the relationship is like brothers. If there is a big fight between the sisters-in-law, it will be bad for everyone, what do you think?"

Yue Yingying's identity is not suitable for handing over things, because it will definitely arouse suspicion, so she has to find a middleman.

Mrs. Dong was obviously also aware of the need to get along well, so after much deliberation, she chose to continue.

Yuqing, whether this thing is good or bad has no effect on her, well, she will ease the relationship indirectly, accept the favor, if it breaks, the high priest and Yingshen are responsible, and it will not be her husband who dies...

Yu Li, the words of the high priest are not something she can refuse.

"However, there are still some minor problems with this item. The location measurement may be a bit inaccurate. I have to ask Mrs. Dong to tell me the location of the wearer every day. After a few days, it will be officially effective. "

Looking at the jade pendant in her hand, Mrs. Dong felt a little touched. After all, it might be a gift from God.

She thanked Yue Yingying: "The High Priest is very grateful for the kindness he has shown me today."

"No, it's my best hospitality to make the two of you reconcile as before."

After seeing Mrs. Dong away, the suppressed alcohol finally broke out, and Yue Yingying hurriedly leaned against a pillar beside her to rest.

The wine just now is not only high in purity and easy to drink, but also has a peculiar smell of aged rice, which stands out even among the rouge gouache. She just had a few drinks and the smell was stained on her sleeve.

Xu Wuyou appeared at the right time and offered to send her back to rest.

Yue Yingying raised her hand to signal him to wait.

Turning around, Second Aunt and Third Aunt sneaked behind, and wanted to hide behind the pillar when they were discovered, but the clothes on their bodies were too brightly colored, even a pillar painted red couldn't cover it.

There was no other way, the two took the initiative to come out to pay their respects.

"Give a salute to the priest."

Relying on Xu Wuyou's support, Yue Yingying reluctantly said: "The two aunts don't want to continue drinking, but come here with me, is there something important?"

The two pushed and winked at each other, as if arguing about who was more appropriate.

Finally, it was the third aunt who said: "My lord, something happened to my mother's relatives, and they needed a lot of money to turn around. They asked me after borrowing a lot. It's not easy for a concubine to refuse her natal relatives. So I wanted to ask the high priest to open his mouth and give my mother a little belonging."

"Gift?" Yue Yingying noticed her words, sneered, and looked at Second Aunt Niang, "Your mother's house too? Do you suddenly need a large amount of money?"

The second aunt hurriedly bowed, not daring to lift her head: "My lord, it's like this, it happened so suddenly, I didn't expect it at all, so this moment..."

"understood."

Yue Yingying was too lazy to expose them, so she waved her hand: "Isn't it just money? Go to the warehouse and pick out some valuable things."

The second aunt and the third aunt didn't expect that asking for money would be so smooth, their eyes rolled shrewdly, and they knelt on the ground happily to thank: "My lord is generous, our natal family will definitely be able to get through this difficult time!"

After Xu Wuyou helped her go, the two got up.

They looked at each other and smiled: "With this oral order, there is no fear that after her death, His Majesty will send someone to search the property!"

Third Yiniang smiled and said: "Yes, once she dies, which of the Yuefu's things can escape our grasp?"

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Night is coming soon.

Yue Yingying made an appointment with the maid at the time of Haishi, so she was not in a hurry to watch a good show.

But in order to make the play realistic, she still lit an ordinary candle on the table.

The bright candle was burning in the dark bedroom, and the light reflected on the doors and windows also stretched her shadow onto it.

She changed into a light and strong clothes, with a thin layer of black cloth draped around her neck, ready to be used as a mask to cover her face at any time, her outfit looked like an ancient assassin.

The wine I ate at noon is finally gone now, but I accidentally overslept and missed dinner, leaving my stomach empty.

Seeing that the dim sum on the table was still warm, she picked a delicate piece of "Dian Dou Fu Rong" and ate it.

Just like its name, this pastry is shaped like hibiscus petals, but the stamen in the center is replaced by steamed red beans. After putting it on, you need to press it with your hands to ensure that the red beans are sticky and will not fall off.

Yue Yingying thought it was fun, so she held it in her hand and turned it over to look at it, but as soon as she touched it, the red beans on it fell to the ground along the gold leaf elbow pad on her arm.

She was indifferent, ignored the red beans, and changed the position of the pastry up and down with a flick of her wrist.

Under the dim yellow candle, some white powder floated in the air, colorless and odorless.

She realized something, and glanced out of the door calmly, she could vaguely see the bright paper pasted on the door, she shook her silhouette into three parts, continued to look, and saw a different The half-length figure in the shadow of the whirling tree in the courtyard is waiting quietly.

Looking back, she yawned and ate all the pastries.

The guards who were removed because they didn't want to be disturbed too much may be able to be rescheduled tomorrow.

Yue Yingying got up after eating and drinking, and the shadows on the doors and windows changed with her movements, from toasting at the table to sitting on the bed and sleeping with her clothes on.

The candles burned out with time, and the house tended to be dark.

……

The figure outside the house moved, and a small bamboo tube quietly protruded from under the sill of the west window, blowing in some light green gas neutralized in the air.

After about half a quarter of an hour, the door of the room was quickly opened, and four figures entered one after another. The cat walked with a sharp weapon in his hand, and accurately touched the bed, and stabbed at the pillow.

"and many more!"

After they were all pierced, the leader realized something was wrong. He lifted the quilt and saw that it was empty.

"Not good! It's a hit!"

"bass--"

He had just finished yelling when he heard the sound of a torch being lit.

The four of them turned around and saw that the face of the priest was looming in the light on the grand master's chair behind him.

Yue Yingying unhurriedly lit the oil lamp next to her, flicked the extinguisher and put it on the table, then leaned back in the chair and looked at the four of them calmly.

The silhouettes on the doors and windows changed from one person sitting to four confronting each other.

She said: "Let me explain first, it is not a good option to do it to me."

Before the words were finished, the four people on guard immediately launched an offensive. The killer who was closest to her drew out the soft sword on his waist and rushed towards her at an extremely fast speed.

Yue Yingying jumped up against the counter, dodged the first move, turned around and misplaced the killer, and summoned the Emei thorn to hit the leading man directly.

[100% hit]

The leader never thought that the weapon as thin as a silver needle would attack him first, and was pierced through the throat without any defense, and fell to the ground convulsingly.

The killer's second sword followed closely behind, Yueyingying lowered her waist to avoid the slash, pinched his wrist with her right hand to use her strength to get up, and pulled him down with inertia, slammed her two fingers at the tiger's mouth to release the force from her hand, and took advantage of the situation to grab him. After crossing the soft sword, he hit his forehead with his left elbow, raised his left knee when he was dizzy, and slammed his chin. When he landed, he kicked him down on the cabinet door.

A series of combos happened in only three seconds, and there were two unconscious people lying on the ground, and she also had an extra good sword in her hand for no reason.

"Do you still want to resist?"

The two people who were named had completely different reactions. The one who was far away from her let out a snarl and rushed forward.

He was stabbed through the temple by Emei and died suddenly on the spot.

Another one lay on the ground, and the silhouettes on the door became one-to-one.

Yue Yingying smiled and said, "As you can see, hitting me won't end well."

The only one left dropped the dagger in his hand, lay on the ground trembling, and asked tremblingly, "How do you know?"

"There was a moon just now, and it cast your shadows on the window paper." Yue Yingying solved the crisis, sat back in the grand teacher's chair in a good mood, threw away the soft sword, and made herself a cup of herbal tea.

She held the blood-stained Emei thorn in one hand, raised her teacup in the other and raised her eyebrows at the killer: "Tell me, who sent you here."

The man lowered his head tightly: "I can't say it! If I say it, it will violate the tenet of Yingshen Sect!"

Ying god religion?Why is there another Yingshen?
"Then you might as well tell me what the Yingshen sect you are talking about is for."

The man remained silent: "You know what's the use of this? You won't let me go."

Yue Yingying smiled lightly: "I really won't let you go, but if the news from your mouth is useful to me, I can still forgive me, otherwise..."

She flew out of the Emei thorn, and pierced the man's shoulder with a needle: "As you can see, I am the high priest of Weicheng, and I have the power to communicate with gods."

The fine-needle wound caused by the Emei thorn was controlled to grow larger, forcefully squeezing the flesh and blood, and pressing down on the bones.

Hearing the man's screams, she kindly said, "Don't bother, don't tell me, I have ten thousand ways to torture you, even if I sit still and don't do anything, you may not be able to pull out that thorn."

At the same time, the Emei thorn, which has the ability of hitting a hundred shots and hitting it immediately, will not leave the hit target until it is retracted subjectively.

The man couldn't hold back and lay on the ground, clutching his wound: "I say! I say! I'm a dead soldier of Yingshen Sect. I'm in charge of Weicheng. I teach Yingshen those villains who don't have time to kill!"

"Oh?" Yue Yingying stopped the command to enlarge the wound, "What do you mean you don't have time to kill?"

The dead man replied: "Yingshen is very busy, and can only kill one person a night, and they all kill at the right time. In order to speed up the efficiency, we will kill those who don't have time."

Yue Yingying thought it was funny: "Isn't that just killing people indiscriminately in the name of God Ying? Likes and dislikes are not up to you to decide."

The dead man panted heavily and did not answer.

She continued to ask: "What is it to specialize in Weicheng? Twenty cities have no contact with each other. Even if this is a sub-helm more than ten years ago, it should be an independent religion now, right?"

This question is obviously more difficult to answer than the previous one.

Yue Yingying guessed by herself: "Do you have a way of colluding secretly? There was a large-scale murder case of Yingshen more than ten years ago, and all the ministers were killed, and the time happened to be connected with the development of the kingdom of God... Presumably this The matter has something to do with your Yingshen Sect, right?"

The dead man was tangled, and afraid that his expression would reveal something, so he closed his eyes tightly and pretended to be in a coma.

(End of this chapter)