The old nine-door one eight mausoleum-style fake counselor Ba Ye

Ling Duan fell almost at the same time as the blood corpse. He recovered from serious injuries and forcibly used a large amount of spiritual power to cast spells. He could guess how bad the situation in his body was without looking inside.

Fortunately, he carried a concealment formation with him, even if he fell to the ground and couldn't get up, Zhang Qishan and others would not be able to see him.

Ling Duan couldn't help sighing, he raised his arm reluctantly, took out a pill from the ring, stuffed it into his mouth familiarly, as long as he went to the tomb, he would meet zongzi, as long as he left Changsha City, he would be injured, his Is the horoscope inconsistent with this world?This time when I go back, I have to ask Xiaoman to do the math for him!

Originally, Ling Duan planned to lie down on the ground first, and when Zhang Qishan and the others left, he would call Xie Jiuye to come and help him.

Unfortunately, as soon as the adjutant escaped from danger, he was busy running around the tomb, checking the situation of the other workers, and then busy packing the funerary objects in the coffin. In the latter position, he endured the pain for a while and rolled several times until he rolled to the wall, barely letting the adjutant step on him.

"This brat is really going to cause me trouble." Ling Duan held his chest and took several breaths before barely standing up staggeringly, and carefully moved towards the door of the tomb while leaning on the wall.

Based on his memory, Ling Duan moved to the position where Master Xie Jiu was standing before, and stretched out his hand to grope in the air for a long time before he touched Master Jiu's body, which shocked Master Jiu.

"Ba Ye, how are you doing? Why can't I see you?" Xie Jiu watched the whole process of watching the blood corpse battle at the mausoleum. It took Lao Ba a long time to come to him, and he could guess with his knees. I'm afraid he is in a state. not too good.

"I don't have the strength to untie the formation, so you just support me like this, hurry up, ahem... be careful, the Buddha will find us later." Ling Duan forcefully transported him to the ninth master's hidden formation The law became one, and as soon as he showed his figure in front of Xie Jiuye, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Ba Ye, how are you?" Xie Jiu took out his handkerchief and kept wiping the corners of Ling Duan's mouth.

"It's okay, it'll be better if you spit it out, let's go!" Ling Duan hung on Xie Jiuye, weakly urging Xie Jiuye to leave quickly.

Xie Jiuye pulled Ling Duan's arm across his shoulders, and wrapped his arms around Ling Duan's waist tightly, then hurriedly walked out along the way he came.

"Buddha, I found this at the door of the tomb!" The adjutant held a blood-stained handkerchief in his hand, and a delicate Chinese character "jie" was embroidered on the lower right corner of the handkerchief.

"Old Jiu's stuff?" Zhang Qishan frowned fiercely as he looked at the fresh blood on it. "Call the buddy who can still move, pack up your things, and leave immediately."

On the way out, Xie Jiuye fully unleashed his own potential. Holding an adult man with limited mobility like Lingduan, he walked much faster than when he came in. Didn't get past them to go.

Xie Jiuye helped Ling Duan into the car, and carefully looked at Ling Duan's bloodless face and the blood stains on his chest by the light in the car, and the self-blame in his heart increased a little.

"I really lost my head, so I let you go to the grave."

"If I don't go down, the Buddha will have to confess. If the Buddha is gone, so many people in Changsha City will have to confess. You have done a great deed, so don't blame yourself." Ling Duan leaned against the car window, clutching his chest On the way, the road in the suburbs was a bit bumpy, and he had a headache from the glass hitting him.

Xie Jiuye opened and closed his lips a few times, but he didn't say a word. He wanted to tell Lao Ba that even if the Buddha and Changsha City were gone, they could still go abroad, Japan or Europe, and Xie's business spread all over the world. Well, there is always a safe and quiet corner in this world that can accommodate them, but he can't say anything, he is the head of the Xie family, not a prodigal son in a play, he is not qualified to make these promises to Ba Ye Qi.

"Go back to Jiefu through the back door, don't disturb anyone."

When Zhang Qishan came out of the ancient tomb, he found that the two men who stayed outside had been knocked out. It became more and more certain that someone followed them into the tomb room. He rushed back to Zhang's mansion in a hurry. He couldn't even stand on his feet, so he ordered the adjutant Send someone to invite Eighth Master.

Zhang Qishan cleaned the wound, changed his clothes, and waited for more than half an hour before the adjutant came to report that Ba Ye was not in the Qi residence.

"Not in the Qi Mansion?" Zhang Qishan had no expression on his face, but revealed a somewhat dangerous atmosphere for no reason. "That seems to be the solution."

【Jiefu】

Xie Jiuye supported the mausoleum and went back to Xie Mansion silently. He didn't even disturb the housekeeper, and went directly into a hidden courtyard.

"Old Jiu, go back and rest early, I'm fine, don't need to watch over." Ling Duan looked at the always handsome Xie Jiuye, sitting in front of his bed with a disheveled face, staring at him with a very guilty look I couldn't help but want to laugh.

"This time I vomited a little more blood, but the injury was not as serious as last time. Didn't you give me a pulse check? Why do you look like this? It's not like the Mount Tai I knew before. It's time to get rid of Master Jiu."

Xie Jiuye reached out and poured himself a cup of tea, put it on his lips and took a sip, "Baye, we left in a hurry, the two guys under Buddha's men outside the robbery cave haven't dealt with it yet, and I just found the handkerchief I was carrying It fell in the tomb, as I expected, the Buddha is probably already on his way to my house."

"He doesn't have any definite evidence to prove that we have been to the tomb. We can kill him and refuse to admit it."

"Based on your current physical condition, as long as the Buddha meets you, you don't need to ask, everything will be clear."

"Then why don't you thank the guests behind closed doors? The Buddha will never force his way into your house, right?" Ling Duan had a headache, it was so difficult to do a good deed without leaving a name.

"You can't hide. If you hide, you don't tell yourself. The Buddha is coming, we have to see him, and we have to see him naturally." Xie Jiuye put down the teacup in his hand, and asked the boy next to him to inform the housekeeper He said that he played chess and listened to music with Ba Ye all day long at the mansion, and never went out.

In less than a cup of tea, the servant came to report that Master Zhang Dafo had arrived at the door.

Master Xie Jiu eased the expression on his face, and led two young men to welcome him out.

"Buddha is visiting late at night, what's the matter?"

"Old Ninth, let's not gossip anymore, I'll come and see if Eighth Master is in your house." Zhang Qishan strode across the garden of Jiefu, not as a guest, but as if he was here to arrest someone.

"Is Buddha looking for something to do with Eighth Master? Eighth Master has been playing chess with me in my house all day long. When I was listening to the play in the evening, the wind blew and I felt a bit chilly. I'm resting in the guest room." Xie Jiuye led Zhang Qishan in After sitting down in the flower hall, he ordered the housekeeper to bring some good tea.

"Wind and cold into the body? Is it serious?" Zhang Qishan looked at Xie Jiuye expressionlessly, as if he was not surprised that Ba Ye suddenly fell ill.

"It's not serious, but it's just that you have to recuperate in the house these few days, and you can't see the wind, otherwise you will get a fever, and the minor illness will become a serious illness." Xie Jiuye took a sip of tea calmly.

"Really? Lao Ba's body is a bit weak, and he vomits blood or gets cold in his body at every turn." Zhang Qishan reached out and took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Master Jiu. "I don't know if Master Jiu knows this handkerchief?"

Xie Jiuye took the handkerchief and looked at it carefully for a long time, "The material and embroidery method are similar to the handkerchief I carry with me, but where did Buddha get this handkerchief, and it is even stained with blood?"

"Is the handkerchief that Master Jiu still has? Could you lend me a look for comparison."

Xie Jiuye calmly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Qishan. Although the two handkerchiefs are roughly the same, the material is not particularly precious, and the embroidery method is not very unique, so it is easy for others to imitate. Xie Jiuye was not afraid of Zhang Qishan looking at the handkerchief.

"God please see."

Zhang Qishan took two handkerchiefs and compared them, no matter the material or the embroidery method, they were exactly the same. There were many people who owned this handkerchief, but not many people cared about his safety and knew the exact location of his burial.

"Old Jiu, you said that you stayed in Jiefu all day and didn't go out, but just now the soldiers told me that you left Changsha City early this morning and didn't return to the city until nightfall."

"This..." Now that the entire Changsha City is under the control of the Buddha, and there is a sudden incident in Xiadou, and the mausoleum was injured, Zhang Qishan visited overnight, and the whole incident is intertwined. As smart as he is, he can't justify himself for a while.

"I know that Lao Ba is proficient in Xuanmen Dunjia, and it is expected that some methods can hide my perception. Unfortunately, the accident of blood corpses under the tomb made me aware that someone was following, and the adjutant picked up this handkerchief again, exposing you. The old eight should not have the wind and cold in the body at all, he was injured by the blood corpse and avoided seeing me, right?" Zhang Qishan put down the warm tea in his hand, and the sound of the teacup colliding with the table was like A sound of thunder exploded in Xie Jiuye's ears.

"In this city of Changsha, there is really nothing that can be hidden from the Buddha." Master Xie Jiu pressed his forehead, showing a somewhat tired expression.

"Old Jiu, no soldiers saw you leaving the city, I lied to you." Zhang Qishan stood up and straightened his clothes. "It's getting late, just rest early and ask the housekeeper to take me to see Lao Ba."

"Buddha, the old man was seriously injured, and he was worried about your safety before he made his own decision..."

"I have my own measure." Zhang Qishan roughly interrupted Master Jiu's words.

Xie Jiuye kept watching in front of the flower hall, until the steward led Zhang Qishan around the corner, and there was no one to be seen anymore, Xie Jiuye still stood there motionless.

"Master, don't worry, Ba Ye just saved Buddha's life, and Buddha will not do anything to him." The servant next to him didn't quite understand why Jiu Ye didn't want Buddha to know that Ba Ye saved him. It's a good thing that will strengthen the relationship between Ba Ye and Buddha.

"You don't understand..." Xie Jiuye sighed. After this incident, the relationship between the two of them must have become deeper. With Zhang Qishan's tough and domineering character, it is really a blessing and a disaster for Lao Ba to follow him.

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