Rebirth: How to tease the leader of the Demon Cult

When the four eyes met, each saw a little bit of surprise and clear affirmation in the other's eyes.Obviously they all know what this is all about, but they have to pretend not to know.No matter how big a lie is, it seems too powerless in the face of the facts.The pain was still slowly spreading in the chests of the two people. It was an irrefutable fact that the two of them had been completely connected from body to heart.

Only this time, Mu Changfeng felt much more pain than Duan Yange.Seeing Mu Changfeng's eyes tightly closed at this moment, dripping with cold sweat, Duan Yange immediately rolled over from his body, took his wrist with one hand, and rested his three fingers on his pulse. slow drain.

"How could this be..." Duan Yange helped Mu Changfeng up, channeled his inner strength, and stopped after feeling his body gradually relax.

"Ask knowingly." Mu Changfeng breathed out quickly, and the pain in his chest was finally suppressed.

"Exercise and adjust breath to see if there is still a problem with the body." Suddenly such a thing happened, Duan Yange's small thoughts had already flown to the sky, and at this moment, his heart was full of worries about Mu Changfeng's physical condition.He was very clear about the methods Mu Changfeng used against Guiguzi. If that poisonous doctor really didn't care about his son's life, he would definitely have poisoned Mu Changfeng.

Duan Yange didn't dare to think, if the poison really couldn't be cured, if something happened to Mu Changfeng, what would he do.

On the other side, Mu Changfeng also sat cross-legged on the bed and began to adjust his breath. Duan Yange held his breath and watched carefully on the side. Seeing that there was no abnormality in Mu Changfeng's breathing process, he was slightly relieved.

"How?" Seeing that Mu Changfeng opened his eyes, Duan Yange immediately asked, his tone very anxious.

"No problem." Mu Changfeng replied, but the uneasiness in his eyes was evident.After all, he was still too careless, too high on the status of "only son" in Guiguzi's heart—maybe it was never as important as one of his eyes.

He saved him and got rid of the poison of Lihun; he played a Gu again, binding himself to another life and death.What is the intention?

"The current plan is to take one step at a time." Duan Yange's tone was a little depressed: "I got you in trouble, if it wasn't for my injury, you wouldn't need to go to that Guiguzi, and you don't need to end up in such a situation now."

"It has nothing to do with you." Mu Changfeng lay on the bed, facing the wall and said calmly, "Go, I'm tired."

After this accident happened, Duan Yange naturally lost the intention of playing with him anymore. Seeing that Mu Changfeng was really tired, he took out the quilt from the cabinet and covered him, and carefully pressed the corner of the quilt, and said softly: "have a good rest."

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, Mu Changfeng sighed deeply, his heart seemed to be in a mess and he couldn't figure it out.At this moment, he suddenly felt that even if he was reborn again, there was nothing he could do except take revenge on Ning Yan and Su Lang.He seemed to have fallen into a huge net, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape.

And he is the person who is like an enemy and a friend, and he is also dragged onto a boat by him at this moment.Mu Changfeng closed his eyes and listened carefully. Duan Yange didn't seem to have returned to his room, but instead seemed to go out through the side door.Mu Changfeng thought that he must have gone looking for Shen Hanzhou. At this time, no one could save him except him.

Mu Changfeng guessed right, Duan Yange had indeed gone to look for Shen Hanzhou.But he had already learned from Shangguan Jinsa that Shen Hanzhou had gone to Lingxia Valley because of the plague.Lingxia Valley is in Xichuan, at least seven or eight days away from here, plus the natural dangers of the Shu Road, it is estimated to be fifteen days.

Duan Yange wanted to go back to Ziyang Mountain and ask Shangguan Jinsa to help report the news, but before he reached the foot of the mountain, he met Shangguan Jinsa who was galloping on the horse halfway.At this time, he only knew that there was a big fire in Qingxue Pavilion, and many people were poisoned by the smoke from the fire.The whole Qingxue Pavilion is already in a panic, and we have to wait for Shangguan Jinsa, the head of the family, to go back and make decisions.

The two people sat on the horse and greeted each other. Duan Yange looked at Shangguan Jinsa hesitantly, but finally said nothing, "Take care."

Shangguan Jinsa pursed her lips, bowed back, and galloped away.Duan Yange looked at the dust splashed by the horse's hoof under the moonlight, feeling so much in his heart, he didn't know where to start.

"Young Master." Duan Yange was about to turn around when a deep voice came from behind. Duan Yange turned around and saw that it was a phantom.A phantom that comes and goes without a trace, his own personal shadow.

"How?" Duan Yange raised his hand to signal Phantom to get up, and asked.

"It's done," Phantom stood up, his voice was so cold that it made people feel chills all over his body: "He is now in Room No. [-], Tianzi, Feilai Inn."

"Okay." Duan Yange returned to the horse and turned to fly to the Feilai Inn.

The shopkeeper was still clattering his abacus at the counter, when he saw someone coming in, he hurried out and asked whether he should stay at the shop or not.But when Duan Yange said that he was looking for someone, his expression immediately turned cold. He pointed to the second room on the left on the third floor, without turning his head, and said, "It's right there, go find it yourself."

Duan Yange snorted coldly, and took out an ingot of silver from the purse and put it on the counter. The shopkeeper's eyes flashed with gold, and he was about to take it away, but Duan Yange took the first step: "You didn't do this business."

Then he walked away, leaving only the shopkeeper gnashing his teeth behind him, gnashing a mouthful of silver teeth.

Duan Yange opened the Tianzi No. [-] room, and a familiar face appeared in front of him—it was a face that was so powerful, fair, with a straight nose, bright eyes, eyelashes like crow feathers, and a frown A smile is all kinds of styles.And that fiery red dress set off that man's magnificence even more.

The man opened his sleeves and twirled around, the red clothes fluttered away, and blinked slightly, the man asked Duan Yange: "Am I beautiful?"

Duan Yange stopped pouring tea when he heard the words, and laughed afterwards: "Beauty is naturally beautiful, but it's a pity that it's not yours."

The man in red tossed his robe and sat opposite Duan Yange, patted the table and said, "Hero Duan, you have something to ask of me, and you don't give face like this. I, Qianmianhu, am not such a person who can be manipulated by others."

"1000 taels," Duan Yange waved his fan, with the idle appearance of a wealthy son: "Gold."

"Deal!" Qianmianhu slapped the table, his hands were numb because of too much force: "Hero Duan speaks quickly, Qianmou likes people like you."

"Then don't," Duan Yange immediately covered his face with a fan: "I have a family, if you want to teach my family to know, let alone me, your life will probably be lost."

"It's so powerful, then I have to see it," Qianmianhu leaned up to look at the folding fan Duan Yange was holding.This fan was obviously not the Profound Sky Fan, and there was a picture of a beauty in red on it, exactly the same as the person he was pretending to be.

"Your family." Qian Mianhu pointed to the person on the folding fan: "It can't be him."

Duan Yange nodded indifferently, and looked at Qianmianhu with a proud face: "So, your rank is not enough to be embarrassing."

But Qianmianhu's focus is obviously not on the word "beautiful": "So, you mean, Mu Changfeng is married to you?!"

"Not yet," leader Duan said boldly, "but it will be soon."

Closing the folding fan, Duan Yange wanted to knock Qianmianhu on the head, but looking at Mu Changfeng's face, he couldn't do it anyway, so he turned around and knocked on the back of his hand: "Can you get married smoothly?" Go back to your sister-in-law, but it's up to you."

"Senior brother," Qian Mianhu frowned, but he faced Mu Changfeng's face, this expression made Duan Yange feel uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it: "If I mess up such a heavy task, you won't scold me, right? "

"Of course not," Duan Yange smiled lovingly, "I will kill you."

It turns out that this thousand-faced fox is also a member of the Tianxuan sect, but he is different from Duan Yange's master. He grew up with Duan Yange since he was a child, and they have a very good relationship.It's just that this person has a dissolute personality, he has always disliked being restrained, and he is unwilling to practice diligently. Instead, he is quite interested in the art of disguise. At the age of 15, his master finally let him go down the mountain, and since then he has been wandering freely.

Because of his personality, Qianmianhu didn't have a good relationship with all the brothers in the sect. Many people said that he was not a decent person, so after he left, he didn't have much contact with him, but Duan Yange still had a lot of contact with him.The last time He Sandao was asked to pretend to be Mu Changli, that is, Duan Yange could let him sell for 1000 taels of silver. If it was someone else, 3000 taels would be a buyout price.But there are still quite a few people who buy it. It is said that since Qianmianhu made his debut in Jianghu, his disguise has not been broken by anyone yet.

Qianmianhu wrinkled his nose: "It's really difficult to draw a dragon or a tiger. Knowing people, knowing the face, but not knowing the heart. A modest gentleman like Duan Daxia, he forgets friends when he sees sex, forgets friends when he sees sex!"

"Qianmu, don't be poor with me," Duan Yange said: "After this matter is over, go back and see Elder Zhuqing, after all, he is your master, and he is so kind to you. You have been away for so many years, and he misses you very much .”

Qianmu lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I see."

After Qianmu settled down, Duan Yange returned to the Wulin League, and Mu Changfeng was already asleep, so he didn't look uncomfortable.Duan Yange breathed a sigh of relief, and left a piece of paper for him on the table, telling him to stay in the Wulin League and not cause trouble, and then left through the door.

In the early morning of the next day, Mu Changfeng woke up leisurely, found the note when he got up, and crushed the note into pieces with a cold snort.

Although he was displeased with Duan Yange's words and expressions, Mu Changfeng had no choice but to change his face at will and go out to see the scenery, which was always idle and boring.

Sitting in the elegant seat by the window of Zuichun Hall, savoring the soft pastries.Occasionally, the tea leaves are chewed between the lips and teeth, and the bitterness gradually spreads.Next to his ears was the bell-like voice of the storyteller on the ground floor, and occasionally a loud applause from the listener. Mu Changfeng didn't feel noisy at all, but instead felt a sense of peace that he hadn't had for a long time.

It's just that when he heard the voice from the next table, Mu Changfeng's face turned cold for an instant. The voice was so distinctive, it seemed to be the hoarse sound of two pieces of copper and aluminum rubbing against each other, which he never forgot.Glancing back, it really was those people.

Those people were yelling loudly at first, but for some reason, the leader suddenly lowered his voice and said: "Brothers, they raised our price again, this time it is 1 taels of gold. This time we don't What about martial arts morality, as long as you can kill that kid. Let him use poison and drugs to set traps, I must take the 1 taels of gold."

His voice was very low, but Mu Changfeng's inner strength was so strong that he could definitely hear it if he listened carefully.Thinking about it, everything has its own will, it seems that this time, he is going to save Duan Yange's life.

Thinking of this, Mu Changfeng's mood inexplicably improved, but those people behind were too noisy.Mu Changfeng smiled slightly, and the golden needle shot directly into a dish.Because those people were immersed in great joy, they were completely unaware that the needle had melted into their food.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Mu Changfeng heard cries of pain behind him.

This scream attracted the attention of everyone in Zuichuntang. Everyone was shocked when they saw the scene before them.

I saw those people's faces were swollen like a pig's head, their eyelids were turned out, and their purple eyeballs were almost exposed due to congestion.The neck was covered with small red bumps, and the whole body was still swollen, ugly and disgusting like the toad, which caused people to vomit continuously.

"There is poison in the food!" Someone in the audience suddenly yelled, and everyone looked at each other, and immediately began to check whether there was any discomfort in their bodies, and only focused their attention on these people after finding that there was no problem.

"It must be the boss who did it!" Someone uttered a voice, occasionally echoing.

At this time, there was a sound of thump, thump, thump, and a thud on the stairs on the second floor. A chubby old man ran over and almost slipped on the dishes that fell on the ground.Seeing the situation in front of him and hearing everyone whispering, the shopkeeper's fat hands kept shaking, and his flesh was trembling: "It's not me! It's not me! I have been doing business here for 20 years, and I have never intentionally harmed you. Others. What's more, I have no grievances with these strong men in the past, and I have no grievances in the present. There is really no need to smash my 20-year signboard and harm them. If you say that, the old man has more grievances than Dou E."

"What the shopkeeper said makes sense."

"Yes, yes, he has been here for so many years, there is no need."

Seeing that people's attention had finally shifted, the shopkeeper hurriedly raised his voice and said, "Ah San, go to the government office and ask the magistrate to come over, don't want to wrong a good man."

The servant standing at the door immediately responded and rushed out.The Zuichun Hall was not far from the government office, and a quarter of an hour later, Ah San brought the prefect to the Zuichun Hall, and the prefect immediately asked the government servants to surround the Zuichun Hall and not allow anyone to enter or leave.

Mu Changfeng has been watching coldly from the side, and instead of joining in the fun, he just sat on the seat and sipped tea leisurely, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.Seeing the magistrate coming in, Mu Changfeng was finally willing to look away from the window and look at the person standing at the door.

It was a middle-aged man in his early forties, with a thin build, and the official clothes on him always felt precarious, as if they were about to leave his body in the next moment.The brow bone is high, the eye sockets are deep, and the lower jaw is retracted.Mu Changfeng snorted coldly, turned his head away and stopped looking.

"Master Qingtian, you must catch the murderer and clear up the old man's grievances." Seeing the magistrate coming in, the old shopkeeper knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowed his head three times, and shouted for grievances.

"Get up, the prefecture has its own decision." The magistrate said, his voice was extremely hoarse, which caught Mu Changfeng's attention again.This magistrate is probably unusual.

The prefect winked at Wu Zuo on both sides, and Wu Zuo stepped forward to check everyone's corpses one by one and bowed to the prefect, "My lord, these nine people died of poisoning."

"Of course I know he was poisoned!" The magistrate slapped the table, and a corner of the pear wood table was broken. Mu Changfeng frowned. The table is so thick and made of high-quality pear wood.This person can easily smash the table, his martial arts must be not low.It's just that he didn't know whether he did this to show his anger, or to show the murderer his kung fu.

"I asked you how he was poisoned, what kind of poison did he get?!"

Wu Zuo Nuonuo said: "The subordinates can't find out."

"Wine test! Vegetable test!" The magistrate pointed at those dishes and said viciously, but because his voice was too hoarse, there was no deterrent effect.

Wu Zuo repeatedly said yes, but Mu Changfeng didn't show any signs of panic.Half a moment later, Wu Zuo knelt on the ground and said: "My lord, the villain is incompetent. There is really nothing in this wine and food."

"No..." The magistrate frowned, his unattractive face became even uglier, Mu Changfeng glanced at his lips, and looked out of the window.Sure enough, there was already a circle of people outside, waiting to see the excitement.Mu Changfeng sneered, he had nothing to do with them at all, but he still insisted on coming here, he was so busy.Just glanced at it, but saw a familiar voice outside the window, Mr. Jin Yi Bai Yushan, who else could it be if it wasn't Duan Yange?

The magistrate pointed at the door: "Go! Find me the magic Zhuge. He claims to know astronomy and geography, and his intelligence is comparable to Zhuge Kongming. Call him, I don't believe it, and I don't know what it is. It's poisonous!"

The two headhunters following him went out immediately, and Mu Changfeng lowered his head. He had heard the name Zhuge Xingming, the Jiangnan magic trick. Only then did the Jing army defeat Bei Zhai's 50 army with [-] troops.Afterwards, this magical Zhuge became famous, but it is a pity that he had already lived in seclusion in the south of the Yangtze River and did not care about world affairs.

Could it be that the magistrate really has the ability to dig out the magical Zhuge to work for him? If it is true, Duan Yange may have to say a few words about him again.Qianqian took a sip of tea and looked out the window, but the man had disappeared.

Because of the divine machine Zhuge lives in seclusion in the mountains, and travels frequently, his whereabouts are uncertain.It was indeed not an easy task to find it, but the magistrate was also lucky, unexpectedly he was actually invited here.Mu Changfeng turned his head to look at this famous and powerful character. He had to say that this person had an elegant figure, all white beard and hair, but he looked like a fairy.

The magistrate was just hard-headed, and seeing him now is also a blessing: "Brother Zhuge, please."

The man waved his hand and said, "It's okay, you and I have been friends for many years, so we should help."

The magistrate thanked him again, Zhuge Xingming had already arrived at those people, rolled their eyelids, checked their jaws and tongues, then took out a silver needle from his bosom and inserted it into their necks, and finally took off their necks. The clothes have silver needles inserted in each acupuncture point.When it was taken out half a quarter of an hour later, the silver needle remained unchanged, as if it hadn't been poisoned.But this trait, how could it not be poisoned?

Mu Changfeng looked at Zhuge Xingming's face, and found that the man had a face full of confidence, and it seemed that he really understood his non-star poison.Mu Changfeng smiled slightly, it seemed that it was time to do something again.But just as he touched the hilt of the sword, he heard Zhuge Xingming say: "My lord, this is the poison of Jingshui Palace. It is colorless and tasteless, and cannot be tested."

"You mean the Jingshui Palace in Mobei?" the prefect asked, frowning.

"Yes," Shenji Zhuge replied: "The only thing in this world that can have such a situation is still water poison."

"How to investigate?" the magistrate asked.

The ingenious Zhuge said: "People in Jingshui Palace have Jingshui white lotus tattoos on their right arms. All you need to do is to ask everyone present to stretch out their right arms to check. It's just that adults may not be able to find out. After all, Jingshui Palace can find people who are not in the palace. Come and do this."

"What enmity does Jingshui Palace have with these people, and why did they commit such a murderous act?" The magistrate asked, "Please give me some pointers, sir."

Then Zhuge said: "My lord, do you know who these people are?"

"Now that these people are swollen like this, how can I recognize them?"

Zhuge Xing pointed to the person on the ground closest to the magistrate: "My lord, please look at his fingertips."

The prefect squatted down next to the man, his fingernails were long and thin, and they showed a frightening red color.Obviously, the nails should be blue-black after being poisoned, why did they appear in such a color.

"My lord, count how many people died here?" Zhuge Xingming said again.

The magistrate stood up, his eyes drifted over all the people lying on the ground: "Nine people! It's Gumei Nine Shadows!"

The magistrate, who was belatedly aware, finally came to his senses: "So the red color on their fingertips is because the poison of the dry bones itself resists the poison they are poisoned in, so they change color."

"That's right," Zhuge Xingming smiled: "It's indeed the Gumei Nine Shadows, who have done all kinds of bad things, and it's not impossible to provoke Jingshui Palace. Choose Jiangnan, which is the farthest from Mobei. If you do it, ordinary people will not suspect them."

The magistrate nodded, and checked the right arms of all the people present as a matter of routine. Naturally, no still water white lotus appeared, so he had to ask someone to carry the nine corpses down.After watching the excitement, the crowd gradually dispersed.

The magistrate walked behind the yamen servants, Zhuge Xingming leaned into the magistrate's ear and said: "The Gumei Nine Shadows have been doing murder and robbing for decades, killing many innocent people, and it is really hated by the people of Jianghu. It's a generation. It's very satisfying to be killed nowadays. The magistrate reported the situation to the court, and it's your credit for adding fuel and vinegar. Outsiders don't know what's going on, so you released the news that Gu Mei Jiu Ying was captured by you , your reputation among the people can also be greatly increased, why not do it? In order to show your authority, you can bring the corpse of Gumei Nine Shadows for three days, which can be regarded as an increase in your reputation. Wouldn't it be great for you!"

The magistrate nodded again and again, bowed to Zhuge Xingming and said: "Thank you for your advice, sir, I will do it now."

Seeing the magistrate leading the yamen away, Zhuge Xingming walked into the Zuichun hall again, he helped the shopkeeper clean up his grievances, and the shopkeeper naturally treated him like a guest of honor.Seeing him coming in again, thanking him again and again, leading him to the private room on the second floor, and ordering the servants to serve the best wine and dishes in Zuichuntang, wishing he could pour the wine himself and serve him.

Zhuge Xingming waved his hands and said: "No need, just trouble the shopkeeper to call the young man in white who is by the window, and say that an old man is looking for him."