109.Chapter 108

On the first day of the first month of March, Xu Buyang's injuries were almost healed, and he set up a table of wine in the small pavilion next to Yuqiao Pavilion to celebrate.

"When King Yue's birthday is over, let's go to Suiling to find Yan Gongzi. His life is precious, but we were also coerced and lured to take this job, and if we don't get it right, we will be unlucky with him. Hey, I don't know what will go wrong if this drags on!"

He talked endlessly, his mouth was like a river, and Su Huihui, who was sitting opposite, was very weak, and raised his eyelids to change the topic:

"You're in good health, and you're alive again in such a short time. ā€

"That's, don't look at whose medicine is used...... Xu Buyang suddenly remembered something, and said mysteriously: "This kind of injury like our heart and mouth is the most important, and we won't take out the housekeeping skills unless we have to." ā€

Seeing that his junior sister was holding her head and didn't react at all, he said bitterly: "Don't you feel familiar? Don't you feel familiar? Who took care of the wound on the back of your lover's waist, do you understand now?"

Su warmed his sip of tea, looked at him stunned, and lowered his head for a long time.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Sheng Yunyi was pressed on the couch by her hands and feet to deal with the hidden weapon, but when the winter solstice was in Qingtai Mountain, it was almost recovered, she was extremely surprised at that time, and she didn't expect that there was a senior brother who was more skilled than herself.

Xu Buyang was devastated, "The little girl was ruthless enough to dig up such a big piece." At that time, your lover probably didn't pay much attention to you, and called me over to reorganize and bandage...... None of you are grateful. ā€

As soon as he said this, Su Huihui didn't want to speak at all. She was not in a good mood before, and when she heard the word "valued", her brows furrowed, her lips moved, and she still didn't squeeze out a word.

"I heard that Lord Ling Jian yƬ you stay here, no matter what the shape is, you have to be by his side, yes or no?"

Su Huihui tugged at the embroidery on the hem of his sleeve, "You are busy with business, but you are worried about me." Her eyes were smoky, and her chin was about to drop to the table, "So you really can't be negligent, let's do what you can." ā€

Xu Buyang hated iron and said loudly: "Ling Jieyu puts his students first in everything, and he is also a man, of course he can't see him post so much, so you can sit back and enjoy it as a matter of course." If you want me to say, you still asked the person to decide, this place is already dangerous, how can you let a girl go to the battlefield to be a military doctor?"

Su Huihui took a sip of tea and smiled lightly: "I thought about it, if he doesn't object, I'll accompany him." After all, Mr. Ling is older than us, and he knows that the relationship between two people needs to be balanced, and if he is always thinking about me, it seems that I am too selfish. ā€

The light blue skirt is spread out on the stone bench, and the slender folds are like the sparkling lake light, which is very pleasing to the eye. A few days ago, Sheng Yunyi sent her clothes again, she hadn't paid attention to dressing up before, but now she likes beautiful accessories and materials, and she is full of anticipation when she unpacks the package, and she is like two people before. She hadn't seen him for many days, and it was inconvenient for her to write to disturb him, so she could only reminisce in a daze in the leisure time of watching the medicine stove, and couldn't help laughing when she thought about it, and she was very melancholy when she finished laughing.

Xu Buyang looked at her state and drank with his wrists: "Cabbage, cabbage, has been willing to be arched since ancient times!"

Su warmed up and snorted slightly.

Suddenly, someone cleared their throats.

Xu Buyang's hairs stood on end, and a flattering smile instantly appeared on his face: "Hey, isn't this Miss Xinqi, what's the matter?"

Su Huihui turned around, and the female river drum guard who was in charge of serving the old lady Ling was staring at Xu Buyang gloomily, her face darkened.

Xin Gui's words were concise and to the point: "A few senior brothers know that Dr. Xu is in good health, so please go over and help interrogate the prisoner now." ā€

Xu Buyang's eyes rolled, he was so tired every time he went over to give the river drum guard, if his junior sister was also there, maybe he would let them go back earlier.

"Who did you arrest again?"

Xin Ji didn't answer, and glanced at Su Hui quietly, "Is Master Su busy now?"

Su Huihui stood up, "I'll go over together." ā€

Xu Buyang had a hunch that something was wrong, the secret guard had always avoided her when he pried people's mouths, last time he was afraid that Si Qiao would shake out the secrets of Yan Xugui and the Northern Dynasty, so he hurriedly got her out of the door, this time it won't have anything to do with her, right?

So he asked with a dead face: "Is it the son of the Si family who resisted strictly?"

"There are a few new female assassins. ā€

Xu Buyang thought to himself that he didn't see that the river drum guard was quite humane, so he treated it differently.

The palace has been subjected to a banquet by assassins, and the three members of King Zhao's family are now shrunk in the main house, ignoring the affairs outside the window, and the palace is almost entirely controlled by people from Beijing. Recently, the River Drum Guard has been constantly arresting people around Yuzhou to obtain information, and useful Assassins have been crammed into small houses at their disposal.

It was probably a pre-war preparation, and everyone was very busy.

In the spring and summer months, the butterflies in the garden are fluttering, lined with purple and red flowers and plants, which is very beautiful. Su Huihui's heart relaxed with the bright light, and it seemed that he had not looked at the scenery outside so comfortably for a long time.

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and the trivial matters in the future could probably be solved, as long as she believed him.

The new Assassin was covered in blood and tied to the ground with ropes, dead as if he were a dead fish.

There were five people in total, Xu Buyang walked in front of them with his hands behind his back, and sighed: "Evil, evil, you killers need a lot of money to raise a group of subordinates, right? ā€

The river drum guard tacitly unfolded a row of medicine boxes for him, and he opened them in turn with ease, "Time is money, money is very precious, rest assured, within a stick of incense, let you speak obediently." ā€

One of the Assassins gave him a sinister look, sneered, sat down on a wicker chair in his robe, and waved the River Drum Guard to work. The secret guards have good brains, and the first few times they saw his technique, they could learn eight or nine without leaving ten, so they picked up the syringe soaked in the potion and walked towards the prisoner. Xu Buyang pointed to the side, and knew that this was to let him check their movements, and he didn't need to be there after the secret guard left the division.

There were three female assassins, who were being tried in the firewood room next door, and when they dragged through the door, one of them died, and the other two were left to Xin Qi and Su Hui to take care of.

Xu Buyang couldn't help but wonder about his junior sister, could she really help? Thinking about it, he asked casually:

"My junior sister is timid, is the room next to her gentler than here?"

The leading river drum guard fiddled with the rope and said euphemistically: "Oh, actually, we all respect Xin Gui, after all, the dark guard just uses women as men." ā€

Xu Buyang: "......"

When a few place names were asked, the guards didn't seem to be satisfied, thinking that they could get new news, but all the words that could be pulled out of their mouths were the same as last time. After the birthday of the Yue Fan on the fifth day of the first month of March, the Chuzhou Wei was going to rebel, and the Nan'an Dusi would cut off the connection with Fanjing, and the Yue princess disappeared in the fire of the palace...... Xu Buyang's ears were calloused, and he knocked on the table and said:

"No, bring the son sentenced by the right court, maybe he can still kill the chicken and make an example of the monkey, let him recall something. ā€

The eyes of the five assassins were dazed, and the heavenly spirit cover and several large holes on his body were pierced with silver needles, like a group of hedgehogs. Someone let out a hoarse gasp in his throat, and the River Drum Guard was extra diligent and asked:

"Mr. Xu, is this one going to die?"

Xu Buyang made a perfunctory hum twice, seeing that the guy was out of breath the next moment.

"Forcing people's spirits to the end, their minds are empty, they have nothing to desire, and when they hear the inquiry, they can only subconsciously answer with simple words, and after answering, they are basically finished. ā€

"With a priest. The leader of the River Drum Guard said with great interest: "I just heard that the Right Court of the Division sentenced the crane to return to the west, and the son has the obligation to understand." ā€

Xu Buyang shuddered.

Si Gongzi, who had become an assassin halfway through, was carried into the room groggily, his limbs were stiff, his face was as usual, he pinched his pulse, and the poison attack was very severe.

"Boy. A scoop of cold water was poured on his face, Si Qiao slowly opened his eyes, and the guard kindly pointed at the hedgehog-like person, "Is there anyone you know?"

Si Qiao gritted his teeth, the muscles on his face twisted, and said in a low voice, "I...... Didn't know them. We all covered our faces. ā€

"It doesn't matter. Xu Buyang sighed, "Little master, your father is dead, do you know?"

Si Qiao was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned around the standing guard, "You, what did you say?"

He Guwei said: "The right court of the Si You Court was found dead by the government a month ago in the house of Jun Jinfang, and an old man in the kitchen also died, and there is only one housekeeper left in the Si Mansion now." The reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, he has harmed a lot of people, which can be described as retribution! His Royal Highness King Yue is really amazing. ā€

Si Qiao's mouth opened wide, and his whole body trembled violently: "This is impossible!"

"Impossible!"

The river drum guards, who were still interested in watching the play at the last moment, suddenly changed their expressions, and Xu Buyang stood up and walked towards the door.

A shrill voice from next door echoed through the brick walls.

It was his sister's voice.

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During Xin Hui's interrogation, Su Huihui kept his back on his back, and only when the river drum guard asked for it, he would make a gesture of pointing and pricking the needle. She couldn't see what was behind her, but she could hear the female assassin's terrible screams, like the low-level whimpering of an animal before it died. She is a doctor and an official, and she can't save lives like ordinary doctors, so she pinched her palms and her scalp was numb for a while.

She remembered that Xin Gui's attitude towards the old lady Ling was very close and gentle, just like an ordinary girl's family, maybe there were such extreme people in the river drum guards, and what she saw and what she actually existed were two completely different sides. Now what they had to do was to get the target to speak, and it would be better if the two male assassins Su Hui warmed up, after all, the room was full of women of the same age.

Those two killers are in their early twenties, and they are still handsome, and they should be doing things with money to buy their lives in the name of other livelihoods. She has no responsibility or obligation to stop the activities of the secret guards, but the other party screams worse than the other, but she doesn't speak, and she hopes to confess quickly in the end to end the torture.

Xin Qi said: "It seems that they are not involved in the important plans of the upper echelons, so if we can't ask them, we will also waste our efforts." ā€

Su Hui held her breath and turned around, only to see that the clothes peeled off the ground had been stained red with blood, and several round things fell into a pool of blood, and it took her a long time to realize that it was a nail.

One of the assassins had fainted, and the other pupil gradually dilated, and finally uttered a few words intermittently in a painful groan, Xin Ji walked up with a knife to give them a good time, but was stopped by Su Hui.

"What is she talking about?"

"Recite the sutra to surpass yourself. ā€

"What sutra to recite?"

She suddenly had an inexplicable feeling in her heart, like curiosity, and like familiarity. Walking up to the man with dripping blood, he squatted down and looked at it carefully, and there was nothing abnormal.

Xin Qi said: "Master Su, please go out and rest first, just leave it to me here." ā€

Su Huihui couldn't tell what the tangle in his heart was, "um", and was about to leave, but his ears were tethered.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Emptiness is also emptiness, emptiness is nothing, emptiness is nothing, nothing is nothing......"

"The Sutra of Tranquility"?

She looked at the blood-soaked clothes on the ground, and picked it up through her gloves, it was indeed a Taoist robe.

"The assassins in the Rain Hall are extremely widely distributed, and this one was captured in the Taoist temple outside Yuzhou City. According to our investigation, she was originally injured in Cheongdae Mountain in Gyeonggi and was recuperating in Guanli. ā€

Su Hui was dazed for a moment, asked Xin Qi to bring the medicine box, took off the silver needle again, changed the potion and quickly reset the nine inch-long needles.

She was halfway done, then covered her forehead and paused for a long time, straightened her knees and smiled reluctantly: "I'm sorry, it's me who has a lot of trouble." ā€

Xin Ji frowned inexplicably: "Master Su thinks clearly, there is really nothing else to ask?"

Is there really no more?

Gyeonggi ...... Qingtai Mountain ......

On that day, she and Sheng Yunyi climbed to the top of the mountain to worship Lu Ming, and the first two people to chase and kill, a man and a woman, the woman was wearing Shifang shoes, and she was a Taoist aunt who was ambushed in the Qingtai Temple.

Su warmed his lip warmly, the assassin had a fatal gash in his throat, but for some reason he didn't die.

"This wound was not cut by the secret guard, presumably she pretended to be dead and concealed the men and horses sent by the king of Yue to clean up the dark stake in the north. ā€

She whispered to the assassin on the ground, "You were originally in the Taoist temple of Qingtai Mountain?"

It took a moment for the Assassin to utter the word "yes".

"Did you set fire to the Taoist temple?"

The assassin whispered, "It's not ......"

Su warmed his temples a few times, the heart in his chest felt like it was falling by an iron block, and his fingers were as cold as ice.

"Who set fire to Princess Lu's chamber?"

Xin Qi exclaimed: "Master Su!"

Su Huihui stared at the person on the ground tightly, and his voice trembled slightly: "Sue me for who I am." ā€

She pinched the silver needle, and the eye of the needle overflowed with dark red blood, dripping all the way to the hem of her skirt.

The Assassin let out a muffled hiss, "It's not me, it's not me, it's the River Guards! It's you River Guards! I see it!"

Her voice snapped, her head tilted, and she was out of breath.

Su Huihui froze in place, and the needles between his fingers fell to the ground one after another. She looked at Xin Qi, there was no light in her eyes, and she heard her own sharp shout in the air:

"Impossible!"

She wanted to repeat it, but found that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence, and her throat felt like it had been burned by fire.

The female river drummer stood expressionlessly.

It suddenly became dark in front of him, Su Huihui covered his mouth, and big tears fell down.

She curled up against the windowsill, her nails digging into the wood, "This can't ......"