Lintai Storm Record

Wipe it lightly twice.

Lu Guan said to Song Qianzhi's ear hole with the lowest voice he could make: "I've heard people say that Li Qiande is proficient in hypnotism."

Almost at the same time, many images flashed in Song Qianzhi's mind. Liu Suguang was immersed in the Li family's collection of books all year round. Yan Licheng said that Liu Suguang followed Li Qiande when he was young, and Li Mingchang was her godfather. If the Li family If you want to treat this woman as a sharp weapon, of course you will cultivate it carefully.And Li Qiande's collection of books is so huge that even his grandfather wanted to see it, but Li Qiande never nodded.Grandfather is a knowledgeable and interesting person, he never forced it, if he knew it, he would have forced it, maybe he would know how to break Liu Suguang's weird tricks.

However, Song Qianzhi also read some anecdotes in the Lintai Library. He thought that what Liu Suguang used was nothing more than hypnosis. There are two possible effects.

Maybe I have taken certain medicines since I was a child, and my body has developed resistance, or I wear other herbs and spices that can counteract them.All things must have mutual restraint, there must be mutual growth, there is no supreme invincibility, Liu Suguang must also have weaknesses.

In the room, Liu Suguang lowered his head, gently stroked Zhou Xian's face with his hand, and did not deliberately lower his voice when questioning.

"Where is the sword of the late emperor now?"

Song Qianzhi looked at Lu Guan nervously, his hand was held by Lu Guanfan almost immediately, feeling the warmth and dryness of Lu Guan's palm, Song Qianzhi inexplicably calmed down.

In his sleep, Zhou Xian rode his horse and galloped on the grassland. The small figure on the horse's back was close to the horse's neck. He held the horse's neck tightly with both hands, and the sound of exclamation was scattered in the swiftly cutting wind.

"Sir!" a woman's voice.

Zhou Xian didn't dare to raise his body, and reluctantly turned his head away, his neck felt sore, and there was a blurred red shadow on the lower right side, and the woman's face could not be seen clearly.

He knew he was dreaming, but he couldn't remember where it was and who the woman was.

On the pillow, Zhou Xian's delicate and slender eyebrows frowned, and his lips were tightly pursed.

Liu Suguang was not in a hurry, poured some medicinal liquid from the medicine bottle again, ironed it with the cool body temperature in the palm of his hand, pressed his palm against Zhou Xian's cheek, wiped it gently, pressed the thumb and index finger of his right hand against Zhou Xian's tall and straight bridge of nose Pinch it down and sweep it across his nose.

Song Qianzhi didn't understand at all, is this flirting? !Could it be that he and Lu Guan are going to watch the whole show here?Song Qianzhi blushed, the heat in Lu Guan's waist and abdomen was not clear at first, but now it became clear.

"Time is running out." Fu Mingmao's letter only said that we will meet tonight, and if we hang out a little longer, it will be tomorrow.It is also impossible to let Zhou Xian go. Although Zhou Xian is determined, he has been captured several times without revealing the information the enemy wants to know. Liu Suguang obviously has feelings for Zhou Xian and will not kill him, but Song Qianzhi is still a little worried. Know whether Liu Suguang, who was taught by Li Qiande and Li Mingchang father and son, is the best.

Liu Suguang changed the question: "Good boy, have you hidden the Baxia sword? Can you lend it to my sister? I will return it to you soon." The woman's frail and boneless fingers caressed Zhou Xian's neck, parted his skirt and touched his chest.

In the dream, someone flew over Zhou Xian, hugged him and rolled off the horse. His nostrils were filled with the warm and sweet smell of the woman's body. The scorching sun poured down from the sky thousands of miles away, stinging his eyes.

"Sister?" It's strange that Zhou Xian couldn't tell, but he knew that the woman who saved him was his sister, just like he knew that he was Zhou Xian.

"I'm not obedient at all. I told you not to come out to ride a horse alone. This horse was bought from Amodanrong. It's wild and unruly." The pretty girl stretched out her hand to pull Zhou Xian up from the ground, bent down and patted him. Standing on the plaster and grass leaves, panting slightly, her fair neck was reddened by the sun, her cheeks were also flushed, and the large white skin above the tube top was covered with a layer of fine sweat, soaking her tenderness and delicateness. skin.She thought of something funny, tilted her head, raised the corners of her mouth, scratched Zhou Xian's nose with her index finger, and said with a smile, "Just like you!"

Zhou Xian had no expression on his face, his eyes were a little embarrassed, he grabbed his coat with his hands, and kicked the stones on the ground with his feet.

"Let me ask you, where did you hide that treasure at home?" "Sister" knelt down, grabbed Zhou Xian's arm, and asked him in a gentle tone.

"What baby?" Zhou Xian asked strangely.

"It was the sword that my father entrusted to my father after he was hit by an arrow when he fought with the late emperor. Your memory is so bad, are you getting old?"

Zhou Xian frowned.

"Could it be that you can't remember? If you can't think of it, my sister will be angry!" "Sister" put on a straight face, but there was still a smile on her mouth, as if she would not really beat Zhou Xianyi even if she couldn't find it. pause.

Zhou Xian's little head shook around, his pink lips pursed.

"Think of it?!" "Sister"'s gentle and sweet voice is like a dream that is so beautiful that it can be broken at the touch of a touch.

Zhou Xian suddenly realized that this was in a dream, and it didn't matter if he said it out, when he woke up from the dream, everything would be gone.His right foot twitched restlessly, his eyes fixed on the ground, his hands twisted together.

"It's hidden in the cave where Master teaches gong."

Zhou Xian heard the voice of a childish child go away, accompanied by an angry shout: "Miss Bai, what are you going to do to Brother Zhou?! In broad daylight, ah no... In short, even if Brother Zhou fell asleep, you would not How about doing something to him?"

Liu Suguang's head was covered with sweat, his face was pale, and he snorted coldly.

"It's quick, Mr. Song." She grabbed Zhou Xian and threw it at Song Qianzhi.

Lu Guan raised his sword and flew forward, Liu Suguang was already at the window, leaned back like a water snake, received Lu Guan's white blade with his bare hands, and the black skirt flashed out of the window.

It was dark outside the window, Liu Suguang was dressed in black, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Don't chase, Lu Guan, come and take a look." Seeing Zhou Xian opened his eyes, Song Qianzhi got up and threw the man to Lu Guan, and poured a glass of water to feed Zhou Xian.

It took a while for Zhou Xian to focus his eyes, and said in a weak voice: "The deputy general was killed, and the white girl has someone to meet her in the city." After holding back, he couldn't hold back, and asked, "Why are you dressed like this... "

Song Qian frowned, but did not answer, but asked: "Is it the woman who ran away that day?"

Zhou Xian nodded, his throat was as dry as being burned, and his eyes were fixed on the water glass.

Song Qianzhi came to his senses and quickly helped him to drink a few more sips of water.

"Are you still drinking?"

Zhou Xian waved his hand.

Lu Guandao: "He's fine, but he's been in a coma for a long time, is he hungry and thirsty?"

Zhou Xian hummed embarrassingly, and pressed his lips lightly.

"Did anything strange happen when you were unconscious?" Song Qianzhi asked.

The afterglow before waking up was still there, Zhou Xian thought about it, his headache was splitting, and he reluctantly said: "It seems that I have a sister, she asked me, where is the sword that the late emperor entrusted to my father to keep..." Zhou Xian frowned, "But my father died a long time ago, I can't even remember what he looked like, and he never followed the late emperor."

Song Qianzhi's heart felt cold, his forehead was sweating, and he glanced at Lu Guan.

"You've been hungry for so long, and you can't eat stimulating food. I'll go down to the kitchen and make some porridge." Lu Guan excused himself and went out. After a while, Song Qianzhi told Zhou Xian to take a good rest, and he was able to escape.

The moon did not know when it rose up, and Song Qian went downstairs.

Lu Guan was watching the goldfish by the water tank in the yard.

Song Qianzhi walked over and was about to speak, but Lu Guan seemed to know that he was behind him, so blessed was his heart, he turned around and shook his hand, and breathed on his lips.

"It's so cold." He put Song Qianzhi's hand into his arms, and gently touched Song Qianzhi's forehead with his lips, "Meet Fu Mingmao first, and then make plans. Don't be in a hurry, Liu Suguang may not We still have time to find the sword."

If Liu Suguang started now, starting from the same place, he would be ahead of them anyway.Song Qianzhi was very anxious, but he knew that Lu Guan never did anything he was not sure of, so his worries seemed to have really eased a lot.He knew that such trust was unreasonable, and there was no better way for a while, Liu Suguang couldn't catch up anyway, so forget it, maybe Lu Guan has other arrangements.

"Have you thought about the next step?" Song Qianzhi held Lu Guan's hand and looked at him.

"Next step?" Lu Guan raised his eyebrows, "Go see Fu Mingmao, what's the next step?"

Song Qianzhi: "..."

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It was already very late at night, in the yamen of the state government, which is now the palace where the emperor lives, in a small quiet courtyard, behind a lotus-colored gauze curtain as thin as smoke, a skinny hand stretched out. Feeling some painful emotion, he scratched at the gauze curtain.

The crossbar hanging the curtain suddenly fell, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

All the lights in the yard were turned on, and the servant girl called out in panic, "Empress Empress, how are you doing, Empress Empress?!"

The two eunuchs guarding the door looked at each other, one of them yawned and pouted back.

"What's the fuss about?"

The other eunuch didn't speak, just smiled sarcastically.

At this moment, an elderly eunuch walked in from outside the courtyard. It was Sun Xiu who was beside the emperor, with a gloomy face, and with his white and swollen right hand, he was kneading a purple gold token, which was tied to him. Around his waist is a pass to freely enter and exit the various courtyards of the palace.

"Take all the servants out." Sun Xiu ordered in a low voice.

In the entire courtyard, more than [-] palace people and servants sent by the state capital of Hanzhou quietly walked away in the time of a cup of tea.

Sun Xiu also left the yard, and soon came in with Fu Mingshao in black clothes. At this time, Sun Xiu had an extra food box in his hand, his swollen hand was hanging on one side, and the other Holding the food box tightly in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand are prominent.

Fu Mingshao's eyes were empty, and he stopped outside the Queen's living room. Then he raised his head, his neck was tilted back in a strange arc, and his expression relaxed when he saw the bright moon in the sky.

Just when Fu Mingshao was about to walk up the steps, there was a loud sound from the door, which sounded like something was thrown to the ground.

The corner of Fu Mingshao's right eye twitched suddenly. He held it down with his hands hard, but when he let go, the whites of his eyes showed blood red, and that eyeball was tightly strangled by a net made of blood.

Fu Mingshao walked up the steps, and Sun Xiu hurriedly followed, holding the food box in his arms, being careful not to knock over the contents.

Before pushing the door, Fu Mingshao turned his head and glanced at Sun Xiu. At this moment, his hand was pressed against the door. Hearing the extremely thin and long creaking sound, Fu Mingshao felt a thread in his heart being pulled out forcefully. , the thread was stained with his blood, and a small piece was torn out from the depths of his heart.

His whole shoulder was stiff, and he mechanically pushed open the door of the queen's bedroom.

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"Your Majesty." The two maids knelt on the ground in fright, their shoulders trembling, and they dared not get up.

"Back off." Sun Xiu cast a cautious glance at the emperor, then lowered her eyes, and held the bottom of the food box with one hand.

The maid bowed and retreated, and the sound of coughing came from the curtain.

Fu Mingshao walked towards the bed step by step, his feet stepped on the tiles, the sharp angle pierced through the soles, causing pain in his feet, he lifted his boots, and Sun Xiu hurried up to clean up the tiles on the floor.

Fu Mingshao waved his hand back to prevent it. He knelt down on one knee and picked up a fragment, which was a celadon vase. Fu Mingshao held the fragment tightly in his palm, lost in thought.

"Your majesty, you...you are bleeding!" Sun Xiu first let out a sharp cry, then suddenly remembered that the queen was still sleeping in it, and remembered what he was going to do with the emperor... The last half of the sentence just twitched in her throat , did not send out.

Fu Mingshao did not speak, blood dripped to the ground, his silent back was like a mountain of oppression.Fu Mingshao's face was indifferent, as if he didn't realize that he was bleeding. He raised his eyes to look in the direction of the bed, and his throat rolled slightly invisibly, causing him to cough, but he couldn't stop coughing. Muscles, so painful that he frowned fiercely, threw away the tiles stained with his blood, and smashed them to pieces on the ground.

The coughing in the tent stopped completely at some point.

When Fu Mingshao forced himself to stop coughing, his heart ached slightly.

"Is it Your Majesty?" The soft and slow female voice in the tent spoke with a weak breath, disturbing Fu Mingshao's heart.

For a while, Fu Mingshao couldn't lift his feet, his boots were too heavy.

It seems to be spring, right?Yes, in spring, the magnolias and cherry blossoms all over the mountains in Quzhou are in full bloom, blowing a warm and smoky fragrance. The prefect's daughter is wearing a smoky blue riding outfit, and with a sharp arrow, the arrowhead pierces the rabbit's leg and directly kills the prey. nailed to the side of a boulder.

At that time, the two teenagers were lying on the grass not far away. Fu Mingshao turned his head to look, only to see a smear of blue like a waterfall that suddenly hit him in the mountain stream. Surprisingly, he galloped away .

"Hey, I saw a girl." Fu Mingshao patted Lu Guan who was lying beside him.

The boy next to him covered his face with a straw hat, Fangzheng's jaw moved, and he hummed in his nasal cavity in response.

Fu Mingshao's eyes kept following the direction where the daughter left, but he couldn't recover, so he grabbed Lu Guan's arm and asked him excitedly, "Do you know who that is?"

Lu Guan flattened the straw hat with one hand and threw it aside, his eyes stared straight at the sky, the blue sky was like washing.The young Lu Guan turned over and sat up irritably, and gave Fu Mingshao a sideways glance: "Did you hear someone calling her Miss? The only Miss in the entire Quzhou who can have such a big show is the one from the eunuch's family."

"Can she do it?" Fu Mingshao's eyes lit up, a trace of embarrassment flashed in them, he lowered his head, and his voice became softer, "Didn't you say that I should marry a wife whose status is neither too high nor too low, If it's the eldest daughter of the prefect of Quzhou, is that okay?"

Lu Guan narrowed his eyes, the sun cast down his long and black eyebrows, covering his eyes.

"Did you like it?" Lu Guan asked.

Fu Mingshao wrung a few grasses with his fingers, and hummed vaguely.

"Like that girl?" Lu Guan asked again.

The grass buds were broken on Fu Mingshao's fingers, and the grass juice moistened the skin, exuding the unique fresh fragrance of grass.

"Didn't you tell me to get married quickly?" Fu Mingshao nudged Lu Guan with his elbow and said, "That's her. You discuss it with other people and find a chance to propose marriage to the prefect."

Lu Guan hummed.

"Hey, make things more beautiful." The young man's youthful smile was full of his longing for this marriage. He stood up, patted the grass off his body, and ran to the hillside in one breath. The group of people had already gone away. , scattered in the bottom of the valley, like sesame seeds one by one.

"Ah——" Fu Mingshao put his hands around his mouth and yelled loudly.

Lu Guan also got up, put the straw hat on his head, and watched his Highness quietly with the deep pupils under the brim.

A hand was stretched out from the curtain, Fu Mingshao came back to his senses almost immediately, and as soon as he grasped that hand, the coldness from the hand was like an iron spoon gouging out his heart.

Fu Mingshao frowned.

"Your Majesty." The queen was wrapped in a thick quilt, and she rested her head weakly on Fu Mingshao's arms, with a moist gleam in the corners of her eyes.

"Don't move..." Fu Mingshao said in a hoarse voice, the queen grabbed his injured hand, she had no strength in her hand, and the fingers that touched the wound were very light and cold.

"Your Majesty, you are injured, Eunuch Sun..." The queen moved, struggled to get up from Fu Mingshao's arms, and fell back into the room, coughing uncontrollably.

Fu Mingshao was in a daze for a moment, the woman in his arms was so light, like a handful of sand that would be blown away by the wind.

"I heard people say that you haven't been taking medicine these days."

The woman's body froze, her chest rose and fell sharply, she couldn't cough out, she pursed her lips, and said, "This body is broken, it doesn't matter whether you take medicine or not."

"Nonsense, I'm going to be my mother, and I'm being petty. What I say is an imperial decree, and even the queen is not allowed to resist the decree." Fu Mingshao said to Sun Xiu, "Bring the mother's medicine, and I will feed it. "

The queen's lips were tightly pursed. After her miscarriage, her plump and white body quickly dried up. At this time, her lips were pursed inward, making her look extraordinarily long, and there was a hint of anger in the corners of her eyes.

"Your Majesty, my concubine doesn't want to take medicine." With the last bit of strength, the queen grabbed Fu Mingshao's dragon robe, climbed up, and looked at him with shortness of breath.

Fu Mingshao smiled gently, and gently held the Queen's hand with his injured hand. Without much effort, he pulled her hand away from the dragon robe and held it in his palm.

When the queen married him, she was the prefect's daughter. Although she liked to ride and shoot, she always wore a pair of deerskin gloves when she went in and out. , holding it in your hand is always smooth and moist, even if you are not in front of you, there is still her fragrance in your palm.

At that time in Quzhou, Fu Mingshao was not very favored, and he had to pretend to be poor and humble, so that Queen Zhou could relax her guard. His wife did everything by herself, and when she became a queen, she would still make close-fitting clothes for him. footwear.

Fu Mingshao moved his toes in his boots.

The clouds on the dragon boots were embroidered by these two hands. The boots were worn out by him, they were made before the queen was pregnant, and the ones sent by the Weaver Bureau didn't always fit well.

Fu Mingshao's eyes were full of regret, he blinked to get rid of the sour feeling that made him uncomfortable.

"The empress is about to drink up the medicine. I still have memorials to approve." Fu Mingshao almost snatched the medicine bowl from Sun Xiu's hand and spilled some. He didn't even look at it. He stirred the spoon and was about to feed it In the queen's mouth, the queen, who had always been weak and lacking in opinions, suddenly ordered in a cold voice: "Eunuch Sun, get out."

Sun Xiu was taken aback, and looked up at his master.

Fu Mingshao nodded.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Fu Mingshao coaxed patiently: "You can give birth to more princes for me if you take good care of your body. Didn't you say before that you like children running around chattering in the imperial garden the most?" Are you going?" There was a little impatience in that tone, which could not be heard without paying attention.

"Your Highness, don't be embarrassed. I asked Sun Xiu to go out, just to have a conversation with His Highness."

Fu Mingshao warned her coldly: "Queen!"

"This year's winter is really long, and I can't make it to the end. Do you remember that when you were in Nanzhou, you doted on a girl named Jingyu, she was just like the time when your concubine married His Highness, In just two months, she was pregnant."

"Jingyu..." Fu Mingshao had already forgotten the name of the woman in Nanzhou, but only after hearing the queen's mention did he remember that what that woman looked like was also very vague in his mind.

"She is so blessed." The queen said with a sigh.

"Who can be more blessed than you, and married me early." Fu Mingshao's brows and eyes softened, and it was not without happiness. The queen was really kind to him, and she never regarded herself as a high-ranking and powerful person. She was a beautiful woman, her background made her face unable to find the vitality that once attracted him to glance after she entered the palace.

"Yes." The queen smiled softly, "I have occupied this seat for too long."

Fu Mingshao frowned, put the medicine on the low stool beside him, picked up the queen, and stared at her thin and sallow face seriously. The queen's hair was disheveled, and her hair had already lost its luster, as if she had been neglected for too long and forgot to water it The flowers and plants will wither silently.

Fu Mingshao suddenly made a decision.

"What nonsense are you talking about? This prescription hasn't improved after taking it for so long, I asked the imperial doctor to prescribe it for you again." At this moment, the queen raised her right hand.

Fu Mingshao's eyes widened suddenly, that arm was covered with blood, and the palm of his hand was weakly attached to his face. The queen smiled slightly and shook her head: "The concubine is blessed."

"Sun, Sun, Sun Xiu!"

With a yell, Sun Xiu rushed in from the outside, only to see the queen's two bloody arms hanging around the emperor's neck, looking at him obsessively.

"Imperial physician, imperial physician..." Fu Mingshao's eyes flickered, he lost his sense of control, grabbed the medicine bowl and threw it at him, "Please imperial physician! Call all the imperial physicians, all of them!"

"Yes!" Sun Xiu quickly got up and exited the door.

Fu Mingshao touched the queen's face and her hands with trembling hands. He gritted his teeth and grabbed the quilt, let the queen lie flat, and tried to cover her wound with the quilt.

when?

Fu Mingshao knelt on the bed like crazy, the quilt was quickly stained red, in fact the quilt was already wet, he had something on his mind, he didn't notice the smell of blood in the air, he thought it was just coming from his hands.

Fu Mingshao threw off the quilt, roared in despair, and hugged his head.

"Your Highness."

Who is calling him?

Fu Mingshao leaned his head against the sound, like a baby, buried his head in the empress' arms, hugged her waist tightly, tears rolled out of the corners of his eyes.

"Don't be sad." The man in his arms kept shaking his head. The queen stroked his head lightly and smiled, "The afternoon before the Nanzhou palace caught fire, I told you that Jingyu's birthday was coming, you asked me her What do you like best, I said she likes small things made of stone, and she is a dog, in the county not far from the state capital, there is a craftsman named Lin Shifeng, who is best at making animal stone carvings."

Distant memories became clear.

Fu Mingshao remembered that afternoon, when the queen was soaking her feet with face powder, he ran to tease her.His queen said: Your Majesty really doesn't understand women's thoughts. If my sister doesn't tell me, you won't celebrate her birthday?

After that, he listened to the queen's words and went to collect gifts for Xinna's concubine.

"Jing Yu must have been waiting for me."

Fu Mingshao still kept hugging the Queen's waist, looked at her blankly for a long time, then understood, backed away hurriedly, and rolled out of bed unexpectedly.

The queen fell limply on the pillow.

Fu Mingshao sat on the ground and backed up a lot, stood up staggeringly, and was about to call Sun Xiu, but remembered that Sun Xiu had gone to invite the imperial physician.

"You...you set fire to the palace?"

"It's not me." The queen turned her head, her eyes had lost their luster, her voice was hoarse like the hiss of a snake letter, "It's your unborn son, I must do this."

"You crazy woman!" Fu Mingshao took a deep breath, jumped onto the bed, rode on the empress, and slapped her hard twice, causing the corners of her mouth to bleed, and the pupils of her eyes throbbed with madness and confusion. Seeing the smashed medicine bowl on the ground, he picked up the one that still had the medicine juice on it. The sharp piece of porcelain cut the queen's mouth, and only one mouthful of the medicine liquid could not be fed in, and flowed down the queen's side face and into the neck.

"She is pregnant with a child, how can you do it? Didn't you keep calling her your sister?!" Fu Mingshao's voice was hoarse, his legs lost strength, and he slumped on the Queen's body.His blurred vision became clear, he grabbed the Queen's body and shook it twice, and shouted angrily, "You talk! Why are you doing this? You know I've always wanted a child! You love me so much..." His words suddenly said no Go down and bury your head in the queen's chest.

Suddenly, Fu Mingshao's neck became stiff. He turned his head sideways and put his ears on the queen's chest. He raised his head, touched his wife's neck, and felt the wet and greasy medicine and the blood that didn't move.

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At the appointed place, outside the residence, there was a string of nine vertical red lanterns. After turning into this alley, it was far away from the noisy people on the main street.

Song Qianzhi met Lu Guan and went up to knock on the door.

"Who are you looking for?" The person who opened the door was an old man who was blind in one eye, with a loose face and a smile like a chrysanthemum.

"Find a young master surnamed Chun, he asked me to meet here tonight."

The one-eyed old man glanced directly at Song Qianzhi, pouted and asked, "Who is he?"

"My man." Song Qianzhi smiled.

A strange look flashed across the old man's face, and he stepped aside to open the door.

With a creaking sound, the door was closed again, and Song Qianzhi and Lu Guan entered the yard only to find that the old man was hunchbacked, but his figure was tall. If he hadn't hunchbacked, he would be two heads taller than Lu Guan.

He had a crutch in his hand, and it clanged when he leaned on it, like a copper staff.

The old man lifted the white lantern crooked on the steps, led the way, entered the house, and lit the lamp.

What was displayed in front of the two of them was an empty shabby room. If there was anything wrong with it, it was that there was no trace of human life in this room. There were no tables, chairs or benches. black wall.

"Where is Mr. Chun?" After seeing it, Song Qianzhi understood that Fu Mingmao was definitely not here, which was also consistent with his and Lu Guan's thoughts. This old man was probably just one of the links, and he might have to pass several people. Only then can they see Fu Mingmao.

As for Song Qianzhi, he didn't want Fu Mingmao to be caught by Bai Guyou's people so early, so he changed clothes with Lu Guan and got rid of Bai Guyou's people.However, from the weight of the old man's walking, the copper staff in his hand, the rhythm of his breathing, and the muscles on his bare left arm, it is not difficult to see that this janitor is a master. Lucky.

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The old man knocked on the wall with the copper stick in his hand, and every time he knocked down a bump, he heard the dull sliding sound of the mechanism behind the wall.

When a tunnel appeared in front of him that could only be bent down, Song Qianzhi picked up the oil lamp and took a look at it. He could see a long stone ladder sloping from the wall to the underground. The flame shook violently.

"Master Chun, are you hiding in this kind of place?" Fu Mingmao was a prince after all, since he left Beiguan and had his uncle backing him up, he wouldn't ask someone to talk about things in the tunnel.Song Qianzhi raised his head in doubt, and suddenly there was a sharp wind in his ear, and he subconsciously lowered his head to hide.

"Be careful." Lu Guan quickly grabbed the copper staff that the old man waved over with his eyes, bent his whole body backwards, his waist was parallel to the ground, and his feet were firmly on the ground. The copper staff hit the wall behind Lu Guan with a clang. bang.

Lu Guan yelled violently, put his head against the wall, pushed back against the old man with the copper staff, bounced up, regained his footing, and took a small step back with his right foot unsteady.

"Go down!" The old man squinted his eyes, closed his arms sharply, and the copper staff made a whistling sound.

Lu Guancai pulled his feet apart.

The copper staff turned in a different direction, heading straight for Song Qianzhi's direction.

Song Qianzhi was at the entrance of the cave, and when he was about to flash, several cold lights flashed, plaster splashed on the wall, and the iron darts were neatly nailed in a row, forcing Song Qianzhi to hide in the cave.

Song Qian carefully protected the oil lamp with one hand, ignoring the fighting outside, and looking down the stone ladder, he couldn't see how deep it was, and there was no light at all. It should be a long tunnel with pungent dampness.

The wall was dug very rough, and Song Qianzhi used an oil lamp to illuminate it to see the earth color, it was not freshly dug.

At this moment, Lu Guan stepped in and hugged Song Qianzhi, unable to stabilize the charge, Song Qianzhi was knocked down by him and retreated several steps down the stone ladder before he stabilized.

Amidst the deafening noise, the two glanced at each other hastily.

"The cave door is closed." Panting Song Qianzhi, with one hand protecting the flame of the oil lamp, he cursed, "It almost went out."

"What should we do now?" Song Qianzhi glanced down worriedly, the tunnel slanted and he didn't know where to go, maybe he was surrounded by Heidi people as soon as he went out, and this time he lost a lot of money.

"Let's go, I won't be able to fight back."

Hearing Lu Guan's words, Song Qianzhi couldn't help laughing.

Lu Guan raised his eyebrows.

"I didn't realize that Mr. Lu is so sincere. Can you tell what the old man is doing?" Song Qianzhi took the lead and walked down. He carefully watched his feet and reminded Lu Guan, "It's a little slippery, be careful, you can catch my hand."

The two of them held hands together, Lu Guan said: "I can't tell, I don't know much about other sects, Master only taught me actual combat, he is a man of few words."

"Which master?" Song Qianzhi remembered that Lu Guan mentioned two masters, but he once said that he had several masters, the first one opened a martial arts gym, and was later confiscated by the government in Quzhou, and the other one was a monk.

"Monk." Lu Guandao, "Taught me for a month and then left. They were all moves, and I remembered less than [-]% of them at the time, and I forgot some later."

"That great monk is really powerful."

"Well, I just lost for a while."

Song Qianzhi laughed, grabbed Lu Guan's ears and rubbed them, until his ears turned red.

"That old man is at least 70 or 70 years old, and he has practiced decades more than you. When you are [-] or [-] years old, you must be better than him." Song Qianzhi's hand followed Song Qianzhi's ear, pinching his neck, Patted him on the shoulder.

"I don't want to be number one in the world, just practice casually." Lu Guandao, glanced at Song Qian, "Just enough to protect you."

Song Qianzhi jumped down a step, the lamp oil almost spilled out, he hurriedly staggered to protect the lamp, and said with lingering fear: "When the lamp goes out, it's over."

I don't know how long this tunnel is, and there is no light at all. If the light goes out, the blind man will have to go out gropingly, and he may not be able to find the exit until dawn.

"Besides, my kung fu is not bad, so I don't need you to protect me." Song Qianzhi thought to himself, it's better to protect each other, protect each other.He secretly looked at Lu Guan.

Lu Guan cast a strange look and reached out to rub Song Qianzhi's head.

"Come on."

Song Qianzhi smiled, the aisle was too narrow, the two could only walk forward one after the other, their waists could not be stretched straight, Lu Guan was taller than Song Qianzhi, walking was more strenuous, but he didn't say anything.

Talking in the stone road, there are echoes everywhere, and the front and rear visibility is too low, so it is impossible to judge what will be encountered. Both of them have to pay 12 points to pay attention to the surrounding environment, and neither of them is in the mood to chat.

Song Qianzhi held the lamp in his hand, thinking quickly: that old man is from Fu Mingmao, with high martial arts skills, even Lu Guan is no match for him, he should be from Jianghu.

This made Song Qianzhi inevitably hear the murderer who killed Lu Hun in Rongzhou and gouged out Lu Jingchun's eyes again, and the group of men in black who surprised him and Lu Guan at the pier and almost killed them.

Fu Mingmao has so many masters who can be driven by him, so what kind of battle is there to fight? It would be better to just send someone to assassinate Fu Mingshao.Fu Mingshao had no heir. Once he died, as long as there was no clear evidence that Fu Mingmao sent someone to assassinate him, Fu Mingmao would be his legitimate successor.

If Fu Mingmao didn't assassinate Fu Mingshao, there was only one possibility, that is, the power in his hands was not enough to kill Fu Mingshao, but would leave a handle instead.

Apart from the Imperial Army, the Qilin Guards were the only ones protecting Fu Mingshao. Naturally, all the Qilin Guards were masters, but they couldn't even beat Lu Guan. Fu Mingmao could send any old man at random to gain the upper hand on Lu Guan.The cards in Fu Mingmao's hand are really curious.

Li Yeyuan also said that Fu Mingmao has always been smarter.

Suddenly, Song Qianzhi stopped.

Lu Guan almost bumped into him, held his arm with both hands, and asked in a low voice, "What did you think of?"

"Why did Liu Suguang find Baxia Sword?" Song Qianzhi frowned, "Fu Mingmao needed this sword, probably for the purpose of enthroning the throne or moving the army, but Fu Mingmao didn't send anyone to arrest Zhou Xian, at least At present, we have not found anyone sent by Fu Mingmao to follow Zhou Xian. Yan Licheng and Gao Niande are self-assertive and want to make the first contribution. Liu Suguang is a wonderful woman, she is Li Mingchang's adopted daughter, but her relationship with the emperor ...It shouldn't be simple. If Liu Suguang wanted to find the Baxia Sword, he was not following Li Mingchang's order, but His Majesty's will..."

Lu Guan immediately rejected this idea: "If he wants it, he can just let you take it back, and this sword will be brought back to the palace sooner or later."

"That's right!" Song Qianzhi said, "So the emperor wants to use the Baxia sword to do something secretly, and he doesn't plan to make it public."

Lu Guan shook his head: "No, he is already the emperor, you have prejudice against him."

Song Qianzhi originally had a bunch of clues that he just thought of to analyze with Lu Guan, but suddenly he couldn't tell them.He shut his mouth and quickened his pace.

Before Song Qianzhi took two steps, Lu Guan grabbed his palm and Song Qianzhi twisted his hand away.

"Angry?" Lu Guan grabbed Song Qianzhi's hand again.

"No." Song Qianzhi said coldly, "Hurry up, we don't know how far ahead." He let go of his hand, and Song Qianzhi walked forward in silence.

"Hey, don't be angry." Lu Guan's deep voice came from behind