Sure enough, Zhiruo smiled very dryly: "No problem, although we have no plan to sell alcohol at the moment, but since your reason is so sufficient, sir, if the little woman refuses, it seems very unreasonable, just do what you say, sir, now can you tell the whereabouts of the bandit accomplices?"

The old man in the middle of the mountain succeeded in his "trick", his eyes rolled around, he was so easy to speak? He decided to "inch in": "Okay, good, what a sensible and well-behaved good boy." But the old man is cold, hungry and thirsty now, after saying this, little girl, should you invite me to a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner? Don't worry, my old man is not picky, just get a jar of wine, two or three snacks. ”

Qi Bo really wanted to roll his eyes: Is this still a well-known old man in the middle of the mountain who even his own generals admire a little? Is it really good for the so-called hidden master and great master to play a scoundrel to a junior like this for the sake of gluttony? Do those two noble disciples of your old man know?

Zhiruo smiled casually: "It's just a meal, it's nothing, it just so happens that we also have an old gentleman who loves food and wine in Zhuangzi, maybe you can still fall in love." "Knowing that these two old men must have a temper, they are both people who live so truly, self-contained, and carefree.

"Okay, good, the little girl is so refreshing, my old man naturally can't be ambiguous. The old man in the middle of the mountain suddenly kicked his right foot lightly, and a small pebble flew up, and then only heard the sound of "ouch", and everyone followed the sound, only to see that the mustache that was bound to his hands and feet was opening his mouth in pain. Before everyone could react, a black light flashed, as if something had entered the mustache's mouth.

"Ahem," the mustache coughed violently, but unfortunately the thing had already gone down his throat, and he couldn't cough it out. He could feel it as poison, a cold, slippery poison.

Chen Dameng, who also tied his hands and feet beside the mustache, was also stunned, looking around with a look of fear. Almost as soon as he heard the screams, he saw something fly into the mustache's mouth, and it was suddenly and inexplicably fast. He didn't even understand why the mustache was screaming, what was it that he was forced to swallow, and where did it come from?

"Don't cough, it's already digested, it's a melt-in-your-mouth cotton softening bone pill. The old man in the middle of the mountain looked disgusted, "The person is ugly, even the coughing sound is so ugly, and the saliva is flowing turbulently, no wonder he can only be a bandit." ”

Chen Dameng and the other bandits who had not fainted to death were all confused and ugly, coughing unpleasantly, drooling turbulently? What is the inevitable connection between being bandits?

The only bandit who didn't get entangled in this was the mustache, because his hands and feet were trembling now, and his mind was full of the terrible words "cotton softening bone pill".

Thinking of dying, the mustache's hands and feet trembled even more, as if he had felt that the bones of his legs and feet were soft, sinking little by little, and should have begun to melt

"Great Knight...... The old man's mustache suddenly looked at the old man in the middle of the mountain with a pleading face and shouted, "Please give me the antidote...... Please, what do you want me to say...... Our accomplice is the Marquis of Qingyuan...... There is also the second lady of the Yin family in the capital. Antidote...... Hurry up...... Antidote...... My feet have started to melt away......"

Everyone present knew that they were not at ease with Meizhuang, but except for Zhiruo, everyone else was about to drop their jaws, they really didn't expect these two families to dare to cooperate with the bandits, are they so sure that they will succeed? You know, the official bandits, even if they don't do anything, they are the rhythm of the official journey to the end, and they still cooperate in robbery?

Uh, well, for the sake of silver, the kind of gambler mentality that people are evil to the side of the guts is also "understandable". It's just that what's the matter with the mustachioed bandit's "feet that have begun to melt"? His feet are not still there, just like shaking a sieve. By the way, it's because of what the drunkard in white just said, "cotton softens the bone pill"?

The old man in the middle of the mountain snorted: "Melt? Transform your head! How can it be so fast? It will take 6 hours before the attack starts? And it starts from the internal organs, from the inside out, not so fast to the feet." Well, it's quicker to start having a seizure, and a little one like you is all in a puddle of blood in less than a quarter of an hour.

A puddle of blood? There is no corpse to die! The mustache only felt that the world was spinning: "The hero spares his life...... Heroes spare their lives...... What else do you want to know? I'll tell you all of them, just asking for an antidote from the heroes. The small ones are old and young, and they are forced to be bandits!"

Chen Dameng was also so frightened that he almost couldn't hold back his pee, which was too ...... It's too cruel, isn't it? When the mustache turns into blood, will it be his turn? Where does he have any other thoughts at the moment, he just nodded vigorously with the mustache: "Say...... We all said...... "If it weren't for the fact that the Ye family and Liu Xiang said it so easily, and it was useless to say that the eldest girl of the Yin family and Meizhuang were so weak, if it wasn't for the Qingyuan Marquis Mansion to agree to receive them, where would they have traveled so far to take risks?" Los Angeles is not their territory, they are not very familiar with the terrain here, okay, the topographic map near Meizhuang is still given by the Qingyuan Marquis Mansion."

Don't forget to pull his mustache over: "You said that the Qingyuan Marquis Mansion and the second lady of the Yin family are accomplices, is there any evidence?" Based on the bandits' words, the government must not be able to convict those two families. Now everyone knows the grievances between the two families and Meizhuang, and they can completely say that the bandits are untrustworthy, and even say that the Zhiruo sisters and brothers forced the bandits to frame them.

"Evidence...... Evidence ......" The mustache thought about it with a bitter face, and suddenly pointed in the direction of Liu Xiang and said, "By the way, the second master has the topographic map given by the Qingyuan Marquis Mansion, as well as ...... There should also be a letter written by Mrs. Yin. However, I don't know if I have the letter with me. ”

"What's so troublesome?" the old man in the middle of the mountain was impatient, pointing to his mustache and said, "Now you take two people to pull a cart of stones and mud or something to connect with the people of the Qingyuan Marquis Mansion, and let them send you out of the city first?"

"And you," he pointed at Mo Forget, "you sent someone with someone from the government to follow them, didn't you just arrest them, and all the human and physical evidence are there?"

Xiaomu and Chen Dameng were both stunned, feeling that this master knew everything, how long had he been following them? Why didn't they notice it at all? However, it was too late to think about this now. It's okay, it's okay, it's better to be caught by the yamen than to become a pool of blood, isn't it?

The mustache immediately decided: "Yes, yes, the little one will go, but you will definitely talk and give me the antidote, right?"

The old man waved his hand: "Nonsense! How could my old man bully you such an ugly bandit? As long as you do what I say, I promise that you will not turn into a pool of blood." It's so obscene, I'm afraid it stinks when it turns into blood, and my old man is afraid of being disgusted. ”

Liu Xiang, who had just woken up, rolled his eyes directly, and couldn't wait to faint again. The old man in the middle of the mountain was in Meizhuang, and Ye Fang'er actually told him that there were only a dozen ordinary guards in Meizhuang, and the others were old and weak women and children, and slaves and tenants who were doing miscellaneous work and farming?

At the same time, I want to roll my eyes, don't forget, faint to death, what kind of old man in the middle of the mountain doesn't just look at people, right? The most hateful thing about bandits is that they have a bad character, not that they are ugly, right? Well, there are so many bandits, the old man in the middle of the mountain only feeds poison to this mustache, it won't be just because he is the ugliest? Of course, it is impossible for reason to tell him that this is impossible, and he is sensitive enough to determine that the mustache is also the leader of the bandits, and he knows a lot about this matter.

Zhiruo also thought so, she could conclude that the old man in the middle of the mountain was definitely not just there, but she was afraid that she had already heard a lot of things from the bandits, and she knew the bottom of her heart.

"Uncle Qiang," Zhiruo turned his head and said softly, "You take Mo Ming and Mo Yi to the prefect's yamen in person, well, bring a century-old ginseng over, I heard that Mrs. Lin has not been feeling well recently, and she needs good ginseng as a medicine primer." "Most of the relationships between the prefect's yamen are handled by Uncle Qiang, and Uncle Qiang can only talk directly to Lord Lin in the past. And Mo Yi and Mo Yi were the secret guards sent by Li Da to Zhuangzi as guards, and their martial arts were strong. R1152