Chapter 52: The Secret of Longevity

There was only a waning moon left in the sky, and the sky was showing the whiteness of the fish's belly, and the stone dragon gasped and swept wildly on the dome of Yangzhou City. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Behind him, a group of headhunters and officials beat gongs and lit torches in desperate pursuit.

"Damn Talon Sun."

The stone dragon spat a mouthful of bloody spit on the ground hatefully, urging him to use his strong internal strength and flee for his life.

After several rounds of fierce fighting, the blood in his body was boiling, and his internal injuries were extremely serious, and he saw that he had run out of oil and dried up.

About a few miles behind him, a middle-aged man with a rough appearance and a thick shoulder and a thick back looked away from the ground and said in a harmonious voice: "According to Dejia's investigation, Shi Long came out of the tunnel here, his injuries can be called fatal, and a lot of blood was shed on the opposite wall, almost washed away by the rain that flowed down, according to my observation, it should be along the roof to the south of the city." ”

Yu Wenhua and said coldly: "The Shilong Daoist Hall is in the north of the city, but this old guy is heading south, going in the opposite direction, there must be a plan, I heard that this person has always been withdrawn, not in contact with outsiders, most of them are to vote for his old friend Tian Wen." The Holy One is urging us so urgently that we don't have time to entangle with him, so we must quickly cut through the mess and obtain the secret of longevity. He shouted in a deep voice: "Dejia, Shihe, you immediately go to the outside of the city to transfer a team of men and horses to firmly besiege Tian Wen's residence." ”

Sima Dejiao and Zhang Shihe agreed and took the order.

Shi Long's light skills were also quite outstanding in martial arts, and it didn't take long for him to land softly in an inconspicuous courtyard in the south of the city.

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In the inn, Zhou Ning carefully took the mask out of the box, and it was silky and light, I don't know what material it was made of. I carefully adjusted the orientation and put it on my face, but I felt that it was tightly fitted, and there was nothing unusual at all.

Sitting cross-legged, he looked at a bronze mirror not far away, and was almost startled by his dignity.

On the mirror, a melancholy middle-aged man with a bit of vicissitudes suddenly appeared. It's the kind of literary middle-aged who says I have a story, do you have wine, and this kind of sour line has no sense of disobedience.

Zhou Ning looked left and right for a long time, but he didn't find any flaws, whether it was skin texture or hair, it was exactly the same as the real face, and even the pit marks on his face were vivid.

Isn't it amazing to have something in this plane?

Zhou Ning took off the mask and carefully put it in his arms to hide it, as Zhu Chongba said, this thing is the most convenient when walking the rivers and lakes, and if it is used well, it is a killer weapon whether it is in the modern plane or the ancient plane.

I took out my mobile phone and glanced at the time, and I couldn't help but be startled, only to see that the time was almost at the end of the day, and the time was the time when Yangzhou opened the city gate.

According to limited memory, in the original book, the great Confucian Tianwen appeared at about the end of the hour, and for him, time was already very tight.

Next, it's time to test his stealing skills, before this crossing, he has already worked hard, and even consulted a famous old thief in Yangzhou City, to learn his skills, think about it carefully, there should be no problem.

However, to be on the safe side, before you do it, you also need a sharp blade to cut through Tian Wen's clothes.

With a thought in his mind, without further ado, Zhou Ning hurriedly activated the portal and returned to the modern era.

After a period of dizziness, Zhou Ning appeared in a familiar room.

He rummaged through the cabinets, and it took a long time to dig out a marching knife from the cabinet, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and then it was transmitted back to ancient times again.

Gently pushed the door open, the sky was not yet bright, and the two Xiaoqiang were still quietly spitting in their rooms.

Zhou Ning walked out of the inn, found a secluded corner and put on a mask, and suddenly turned into a melancholy middle-aged man with vicissitudes of life.

I don't know if it was to hunt down Shi Long, or because of Lu Xun's assassination of Ouyang Xiu yesterday, although the time was only in the middle of the day, the inspection in the city was already quite strict, and there were a large number of officers and soldiers inside and outside the city, Zhou Ning also keenly noticed that among the local officers and soldiers, there were also many big men wearing janissary uniforms, presumably this was the imperial guard from the capital, each of these people was both internal and external, and their martial arts were very high.

Zhou Ning couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring in his heart, the difficulty of taking the secret of immortality this time is tantamount to taking chestnuts in the fire and seeking skin with the tiger.

glanced at his hands, moved his slender ten fingers, whether it was a dragon or a worm, it depended on this one.

Walking out of the inn, not far from the opposite side, is Lao Feng's steamed bun shop, at this moment, the beauty of the sister-in-law is selling steamed buns with a smile on her face.

In front of the bun shop, a few children jumped by, and then stopped a little greedily, looked at the hot buns, couldn't move their legs, and only after a while did they laugh and run to the corner to play.

Zhou Ning didn't pay attention and was almost hit by them.

The children grinned and grimaced at him, and sang a nursery rhyme: "The shade and shade go over the river, and the sun crosses the mountain." The feet of the donkey are spotted, and the feet are on the South Mountain. On the horse lute, off the horse lute. The donkey's hooves and horses' hooves shrank by one. ”

Zhou Ning's eyes suddenly lit up, avoided a few children, coughed dryly, walked to his sister-in-law's steamed bun shop, and said in an old-fashioned voice: "Give me ten steamed buns." ”

Sister-in-law Zhen lowered her head and picked up the bun in the steamer, wrapped it in paper, and without saying much, handed it to Zhou Ning, and said with a smile: "Guest, your bun." ”

Zhou Ning stretched out his hand to take the paper bag, his pupils shrank, and he just caught a glimpse of an old Confucian in his fifties, walking from the bridge in the distance, walking in the direction of the south gate. It's about three minutes away.

This old Confucian has five locks of long beard, looks very clear, wears a gorgeous gown, looks hurried, bows his head and walks quickly, everything is exactly the same as written in the original book.

According to the plot in the original book, presumably Shi Long was already dead at this time, and entrusted the secret of immortality to Tian Wen and took him out of Yangzhou City.

Zhou Ning's heart was pounding, and he walked quickly to the corner of the street, lowered his body, and said to the frolicking children: "Do you want to eat steamed buns?" Uncle invites you to eat. ”

The children looked at Zhou Ning with some vigilance and did not answer.

Zhou Ning smiled slightly bitterly and handed over the bun in his hand, "The bun is here, I only need you to do Uncle a favor, and this bun will be eaten for you." ”

Looking at the hot buns, the children's saliva flowed out unconsciously, and they quickly nodded in unison, Zhou Ning pointed to the old Confucian in the distance and said: "That uncle is my uncle's rival, you will go and pester that uncle to sing later, ask him for candy, if you can do it, I will invite you to eat steamed buns." ”

"Yes!" The children wiped the saliva from the corners of their mouths and replied loudly.

Zhou Ning handed over the buns with a smile and watched them gobble them up.

Under Zhou Ning's gaze, the children jumped up and ran towards the old Confucian student Tian Wen, Zhou Ning restrained his mind and followed closely behind.

Tian Wen walked in a hurry, and like him, he almost bumped into it if he wasn't careful.

"Cross the river in the shade and ......" The children clapped their hands and sang nursery rhymes, and circled around Tian Wen: "Uncle give candy!" ”

Tian Wen was anxious, and it was difficult to push away the children around him, so he was in a hurry for a while, and after a long time, he gave a few copper coins to break free, and the children cheered and ran away.

Zhou Ning secretly praised his god teammate, and at this moment, he passed by Tian Wen, reached out and took out the blade, unknowingly opened a crack behind him, held his breath, took a thin booklet in his hand, and put it in his arms.

Got it......

At this moment, Tian Wen seemed to be aware of it, he stopped, turned his head, cast his eyes on Zhou Ning, touched his back, and was furious: "What a thief." ”

blurted out: "Lin Dark Grass is frightened, and the general draws the bow at night." Ping Ming looked for the white feather, but he was not in the stone ridge. ”

The hand was like a lotus flower, and suddenly countless mystical handprints appeared.

Zhou Ning was stunned for a moment, he finally understood what he had overlooked.

Spicy mom, this Tian Wen is a big Confucian!