Volume 1 Chapter 79 Ancient and modern writings, the world seals the sword
In the hinterland of the Tang Gate, at the intersection of the avenues, there is a very large stone house, the windows are open to the west, but the door of the stone house is facing north, and a deep ditch has been dug on the other three sides, and there is a dense sword fence in the deep circle of the ditch, and all kinds of old and dilapidated weapons are erected on all sides, as if telling a period of unknown secrets.
Wei dumb white was pulled by Tang Ling to the front of the stone house, a column of Tang disciples with knives guarded, there is a black iron stone plaque on the door of the stone house, the book is [confidential] gilded characters, the left and right stone pillars are each engraved with a couplet, the upper link is "the reverse sweat of the ancient and modern pen", and the lower link is "crying chivalrous guest world sealing knife". This couplet is full of momentum and domineering, and Wei said dumbly: "Ancient and modern strokes, the world seals the sword? β
"Most of the fanatics who spoke falsely were also arrested by the Confidential Division. Tang Ling waved his hand, and the guard with a knife looked serious, and opened the way to greet him.
The confidential office is divided into three important areas, the first is the west-facing clerical office area, where the children of the Tang Sect are in an endless stream, going in and out, exchanging information inside and outside the Tang Sect's mansion, and transporting important herald documents, because it is the place where the normal office is located, so there are chiseled windows to ventilate and guide the light; the second is the weapons reserve depot of the Confidential Department, which also serves as the place where the prototype of the Tang Gate's secret weapons are designed, and only a few organ masters walk around in it with lights; the third is the place of interrogation and accountability, which is dark, like a water prison, and the children of the Tang Gate who violate the rules of the Tang Gate, the people of other factions who offend the Tang Gate, or the outsiders who venture to blend into the Tang Gate, will be arrested and lynchedγ
Wei Mubai was brought into the interrogation room, only to see that most of the tortured people were ragged and wounded, and most of them were tortured to the point that they were lying in the iron prison with no strength and were in a state of discouragement. Those who have a little strength are being tortured and tortured, and they are suffering unspeakably.
He saw the same tortured person with a knife and lock, with a wooden sign inserted on his back, and the crime of "betraying the teacher and insulting the bride" was written in blood letters, and the limbs and neck of the tortured person were open, as if they were covered with a blood net, and the knife and lock mechanism kept twisting, and the tortured person couldn't help spasming and crying, and looked at people's hearts in shock.
Wei said dumbly: "Setting up a private court and abusing criminal punishment cannot be described as a etiquette law." β
Tang Ling said: "If the law of etiquette had been used to govern, the Tang Sect would have perished a long time ago." β
A butcher covered in blood and hideous face came out of the dim criminal trial room, with only a handful of hair on his round head, revealing a mouthful of uneven teeth, and greeted Tang Ling: "Haha, Hello Ninth Master, I just slaughtered a rabbit cub who refused to tell the truth, it seems that you sent another one." β
"Slaughter, how many times have I told you, don't make the torture room too messy, the last time you got the torture rack covered with internal organs, it took a long time to clean up, if you do this again, you will have to clean it yourself. β
"It doesn't matter, as long as I can listen to their howls of pain a little longer, I don't mind cleaning up the aftermath. Holding an iron hook in his left hand and a machete in his right hand, he whistled at the guard: "This kid's cultivation is good, under the knife lock, there is no external injury at all." β
Tang Ling shook his head and said, "That's wrong, he has no cultivation at all." β
"Oh?" Wild Slaughter touched his fat chin in three layers: "That's interesting, come, let me see." β
"Peggy, you can see it, can you wash your hands first?"
"Who do you call fat?" Crazy Tu patted his stomach: "I'm just a big skeleton, not fat." β
Wei squinted his eyes and said, "Do you believe this?" β
Slaughter put down his hook and machete and threw a heavy punch at Wei Dubai's abdomen.
Wei Mu's white blood and bitter water flowed out of his mouth together, and his stomach turned upside down. Crazy Tu pressed Wei Dubai against the wall, his right fist fell on Wei Dubai like raindrops, and the foul-smelling mouth couldn't help scolding: "The golden bell jar is it, the iron cloth shirt is it, you are not afraid of the knife lock, right, you are not honest, do you say it? Say it or not! Say it or not......
Tang Ling watched the slaughter without saying a word, and the slaughter made his right hand sore, and he couldn't help panting: "Good boy, your mouth is as hard as your bones, you don't even say anything about beating you like this, okay, if you don't say it, I'll cut off your tongue." β
Wei Mubai was punched more than a dozen times in a row, his eyes were full of stars, and he felt that his stomach was about to be flattened, and when he heard that he was going to cut his tongue, he couldn't help but scold in pain: "Mother Tuolei, you are hitting the street, I want to say, why are you asking! I don't know what you want to ask, I said your grandma!"
Crazy Tu's eyes widened, and he had an expression that had just come to his senses: "Oh, hey, I'm sorry, I'm so excited that I didn't notice what I was going to ask." After speaking, he let go of his hand and let Wei Mubai fall on the ground like mud.
"Peggy, you're kidding me, aren't you?" Wei dumb rubbed his stomach, tears about to flow.
Tang Ling said: "If you can eat more than a dozen punches of slaughter and not die, your body will not be simple." β
Wei was dumb and his eyes were full of stars, and when he heard this, he decided that it was the effect of the refining of the second-level sage's stone.
Crazy Tu picked up Wei Dubai and put it on a chair, and apologized politely: "I'm really sorry, I really didn't mean to hit you just now, I really thought I asked, I just have a bad memory, I don't believe you asked the ninth master." β
Wei Mubai waved his hand and said, "I believe it...... So what exactly are you asking?"
Crazy Tu looked stunned, and smiled embarrassedly: "What I want to ask, I forgot." β
Wei Mubai almost spurted blood in anger, and held back: "Forget it, I'll wait for someone to come." β
Tang Ling sat next to him and asked, "Who else do you want to wait for to save you?"
"Not the one who is waiting for me, but the one who is waiting for me. Wei Mubai picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea.
"What do you mean by that?"
Wei Mubai was silent for a moment and asked Tang Ling, "Do you think I look like a fool?"
"No, at least it's much smarter than me." β
Tang Ling said: "Make it clear." β
The atmosphere in the cramped prison room has become extremely solid.
Wei Mubai in front of him put away the banter and play, and he didn't have the frustration of arguing with Lin Long just now, but became quiet and calm, like a dormant storm approaching. Tang Ling quietly took a breath of cool air, is this the true face of the kid in front of him.
Wei said dumbly: "I said in Mingli Hall, I am a good friend of the Western Martial Arts Knight, normal people will be scruples about three points, but you insist on arresting me, do you think I don't know the reason?"
β...... Go on. β
"It's not going to be you who want to talk to me. β
"It's not me, who is that?"
"Xuan Ang Qilin. Wei Dubai's face was gloomy, the city was unfathomable, even if he didn't have the slightest cultivation, Tang Ling didn't dare to underestimate it at the moment.
"Ahem-cough - [Reverse sweat and green ancient and modern writings, crying chivalrous guests in the world to seal the knife]. In the darkness, there was the sound of an iron rod slowly clubbing, and a tall figure paced, but the footsteps were light and heavy, and it was a lame person, it was the eldest son of the Tang Sect, Xuanang Qilin.
"It turns out that the couplet on the door is your poem number. β
It should be said that it is a poem number that very few people know. Tang Lin said: "You must have guessed that Tang Ling is from my side." β
Wei said dumbly: "Regardless of the rat trap, then the interrogation is just a cover-up, I speculate that someone wants to talk to me privately, and if Tang Ling's words and suggestions are centered on you, you can know that you want to find me." β
Tang Lin asked again: "Then do you know what I am looking for you?"
"You want to know the purpose of Xiwulin's envoy to Dawan, and you also want to know why Mu Yunguan attacked the knights and his party. β
Tang Lin sighed: "Wei Dubai, you are a smart person, it is thanks to you that you have not cultivated, otherwise I will regard you as a big hidden danger." β
"I don't compete with you for the position of the head of the Tang family, how can there be hidden dangers. β
"Who can guarantee that you won't help the other kids?"
Wei Mubai thought for a while, and said with emotion: "Sometimes I'm really curious, what it's like to hold a thing like power in your hands, which can make flesh and blood brothers compete for calculations like this. β
"If you don't fight, there are some things that you will never feel. Tang Lin said: "Although what you said is good, the purpose of my visit has changed from asking to verifying." β
"Huh?" Wei Mubai was slightly surprised: "Have you already guessed the reason?"
"It's not a guess, but someone told me. β
"Who?"
"Write the words of the landlord. Tang Lin replied.
It's an unfamiliar name.
Wei Mubai asked, "Who is he?"
Tang Ling muttered to himself: "The owner of the writing building, the leader of the forces in Shenzhou who is still rebelling against the Solomon Dynasty, it is said that his secret stake has infiltrated the major organizations, and he is the top of the Western Martial Arts Bounty List." He suddenly asked Tang Lin: "He actually showed up with you for a while?"
Tang Lin shook his head and said: "The owner of the writing house, I, like everyone else, only know that his name is Phoenix Taishang Yi, and I have never seen him." The reason for Dawan's trip is that someone wrote a book under the pen name of the owner of the writing building. β
Wei Mubai was puzzled: "Write a book?"
Tang Lin said: "Exactly." This book was printed in 100,000 copies overnight, scattered all over Sichuan and Shu, and someone must be secretly planning a plan. β
"Although I don't know how to read, I'm curious about what kind of book this is." β
Tang Lin took out a thread-bound blue sealed book from the inner pocket of his sleeve robe, put it on the table and said, "This is the "Legend of the Heavenly Power Divine Comedy". β
"The Legend of the Divine Comedy of Heavenly Power"?
100,000 copies flowed out overnight, what exactly is written in them?
Tang Ling took the book, turned the first page, and read out what he saw:
"The power of heaven came into the world, and the divine comedy was transformed into Dawan, and the name was Wei Dubai. β