Thirteen is an old problem, and I can't help it, so I have to say it and tease her, or I want to make a break and relieve the tense atmosphere, Wen Sheng can't say accurately.

Or maybe it's both.

But Wen Sheng wasn't nervous at all.

She only had the urgency and curiosity to see Yun Lu.

This small building has been around for some years, and it is not to house Zhong Tianzheng and others to build a new building, it is so heavily guarded, it will store some of Lin Shinan's secrets.

The personal guards of the Lin Mansion were rushing one after another, and there was already movement outside.

Wen Sheng sat down and played a song "Tanhua" for a long time.

In such an enclosed space, she didn't care where the enemy was hiding, all she had to do was let the sound of the piano echo through the surrounding rooms.

After a few moments, she got up and pushed open the door to the next room.

The room was large and empty, with lamps illuminating the walls, and on the walls hung several sheathed swords.

Wen Sheng's appreciation of weapons is a layman, and his eyes swept away, but when he saw that there was no one in the room, he slipped a weapon rack against the wall, and almost all the eighteen weapons were placed on it, and a thought flashed in his heart: "In such an important place, these weapons should not be mortal iron, but I didn't expect Lin Shinan to have a hobby of collecting weapons, and he is a military general." ”

The layout of this room is clear at a glance, and there is no hiding person at all, so Wen Sheng didn't stay long, turned around and wanted to leave.

As she was about to leave the door, she turned her head to look at the long table in front of her.

This wooden table, the only piece of furniture in the room, was lit. The black lacquer of the table shimmered.

On the table, there were two shelves, one high and one low, and a spear was placed horizontally on the top of the table.

This gun is about two feet long, and its weight is estimated to be sixty or seventy pounds. The entire body of the gun is made of iron, and the head of the gun is about three inches long and sharp.

But when Wensheng saw this gun for the first time, he didn't sigh at its benefits and heaviness, but felt slightly strange: just looking at the rust on this gun, it must have been some years.

Similarly, a bow was placed on a low shelf. It's also a long time since I haven't used it.

I don't know what Lin Shinan means by placing these two weapons here?

Wen Sheng didn't have time to think about it, and there was a sound of fighting from upstairs.

Thirteen and the people have handed it over.

This is not surprising either. The guards in the building were still sending a distress signal on the second floor just now, and the fighting quickly subsided, Wen Sheng was confident in Wang Shisan's skills, and he did not rush upstairs. Pushed open the hidden door on the other side.

Outside the building, a guard shouted to him. Drink ordered the people who broke into the building to immediately disarm and surrender, and bound themselves out, otherwise they would set fire to the building.

Listening to the sound, the whole building was already surrounded, and there were hundreds of soldiers gathered outside.

Wen Sheng snorted slightly, there were a lot of secrets in this building, seeing that they didn't have Lin Shinan's order, they didn't even dare to rush into the building, let alone set fire to it.

Look at the furnishings in the room in front of you. Wen Sheng is more sure of what he thinks.

This is a study.

There are a lot of books on the shelves, but unfortunately I don't have the time to look at them. Wen Sheng raised the lamp and shone it, and saw that in addition to the military books and war strategies, there were some books on geography and humanities, of which the vast majority were related to the Great Liang.

Think about it again, Lin Shinan spent his whole life fighting with Daliang, what kind of obsession is this.

Outside the building, the shouting and heralding came and went, Wen Sheng did not dare to delay, returned to the living room, it was about the figure shaking that attracted the attention of the soldiers outside, there was a loud uproar, arrows rained down, and "snatched" nailed to the door like rain.

Occasionally, a few shot in from the cracks in the window lattice, Wen Sheng did not avoid it, holding the piano with one hand, and with a few "Zheng Zheng" sounds, he bounced a few feather arrows away.

To the right of the living room was a hallway, where eight guards armed with steel knives had been lying in ambush on either side of the door.

It's a cramped place, there's not much room to maneuver, and once the knives are all in place, it's really not easy to dodge.

But at this time, some of the eight guards were leaning against the wall, and some were lying on their stomachs, sleeping like dead pigs.

Wen Sheng ignored them, took two steps forward, and pushed the door open.

This is a bedroom.

The room was quite messy, looking at the beds and bedding, there was more than one person living there.

Wen Sheng stood at the door and looked at it, but did not go in.

Time is running out, if the Nan Chong army in the city is alarmed and falls into a heavy siege, it will be difficult for her and Wang Shisan to get out.

Where did the other party hide the cloud heron? Not in this building?

Wen Sheng couldn't hold back his anxiety.

She took three steps and two steps to open the door next door.

A puff of medicine hit my nose.

It is a lot of herbs and water to boil, some long fry on a slight fire, some short fry on a fierce fire, and then condense into a small bowl, exuding a strong flavor, lingering for a long time.

Wen Sheng has been suffering from injuries in the past two or three months, and he almost eats medicine as food, so he is naturally very familiar with it.

As soon as I smell this herb, it seems that the bitter, astringent taste spreads under the tongue again.

Wen Sheng didn't have to look at the furnishings inside to know that this was where Zhong Tianzheng lived.

There was no one in the house, neither the flute nor the sword.

A bed was placed in front of him, and the tent was halfway up.

Next to the screen, there was a hanger with dragon and phoenix patterns, and a few clothes were placed on it, among which the half-worn green shirt Wen Sheng looked very familiar.

If that's all there is, there is a guqin on the round table by the window.

Wen Sheng didn't need to recognize it at second glance, it was her "Taiping".

On the same day, near Xionghuai Pass, she gambled with Zhong Tianzheng, and Zhong Tianzheng shook her mind with Tan Yaohua's letter and took away the "Taiping".

Wen Sheng got away with it later, thinking that he would never be able to find this guqin that meant a lot to him, but he didn't expect to lose it here.

She hurried to the table, and before she could reach for the piano, she reached out and plucked it lightly on the strings.

"Taiping" made a clear sound.

The piano is well protected, the sound of the string trembling is clear and loud, the tone is also very accurate, and the aftertaste is curling, as if it is coquettish to her.

Wen Sheng hugged it in his arms, which was both joyful and sad.

At this time, a faint sound of flute was heard through the wooden floor.

There's a musician, upstairs!

Wen Sheng suddenly woke up. Don't dare to delay Ren Wang 13 alone against the enemy, he went out with "Taiping" and went straight to the escalator.

Wang 13 was indeed in trouble at this time.

His search was much simpler and cruder than Wen Sheng's, carrying lanterns and rampage through several rooms on the second floor. The guards attacked, he didn't even hide, he directly protected the body of the "Tomorrow's True Scripture", "brushed" a few knives, and the result was the other party.

There were really a lot of guards on the second floor, and Wang 13 waved his knife to assault, thinking that fortunately Wen Sheng chose the downstairs. It seems that there should be no one left on the first floor tonight, so very good, if Yun Lu is really imprisoned in this building. It should also be on the second floor undoubtedly.

In just a few moments, he resisted more than a dozen sword blows, and there were also twenty or thirty people who fell under his sword, and they just opened a bloody path.

The lantern in his hand was long gone. I only listened to the other party retreating in the dark. Someone shouted: "The thief is powerful, release the arrow, release the arrow quickly!" ”

Wang 13 smiled gloomily: "Can an arrow shoot this immortal?" ”

On such a night, an invulnerable killer broke into the building, and in the eyes of these guards, this is a fairy, and it is clearly a ghost!

It happened that General Lin was not in the mansion tonight, and many people left inside and outside the building. How can they hold on to their weakness?

People can always burst into great potential in times of despair.

A few of the guards had an idea. He dragged a man out of the room and shouted, "Stop! Otherwise it will end him immediately! ”

Wang 13 listened to the sound of the iron chain mopping the floor, his heart moved, he took two steps back, and casually cut down a guard who was ambushed behind him and wanted to sneak attack him, and listened carefully: "Who?" ”

The man echoed twice, apparently with his mouth gagged.

The remaining dozen or so guards retreated like a tidal wave, and soon someone lit the lamp.

What made Wang Shisan's heart happy was that the person dragged by the other party was indeed Yunlu.

Under the light, the appearance of the cloud heron was indescribably miserable, not to mention the iron cables, his legs were dragged on the ground, weak and weak, like two broken sacks.

As soon as he saw this strange arc, Wang 13 realized that Yun Lu's legs and leg bones were broken into several pieces, and he couldn't help but scold: "Grandma, surnamed Zhong, you are ruthless enough!" ”

Yun Lu was conscious, and was dragged out all the way, obviously in severe pain, and his face was covered with cold sweat.

It seems that he also recognized Wang Thirteen, but his mouth was blocked and he couldn't say anything.

As soon as Wang Shisan saw Yun Lu's anxious face, he knew that he had something to say.

"Tell him to talk! Otherwise, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite! ”

When the guards saw that the two of them really knew each other, they were relieved.

They are not afraid of Yunlu opening their mouths, they just hope that they can delay the time, and it is best to delay it until the general returns to the mansion to preside over the overall situation.

As soon as the rope behind Yun Lu's head was untied, his tongue was forced, and with a "bah" sound, he spit out the stuffed things in his mouth, and said hurriedly: "You go quickly!" Leave me alone! ”

Wang 13 sighed twice in his heart.

There was no surprise at all, it was really what a chivalrous like Yunlu would say.

Lao Tzu is here for you tonight, how can he ignore you?

Before he could speak, several guards pressed their swords against Yun Lu's neck, and one of them said with a cruel smile: "Don't move! No matter how fast you are, you can't be faster than so many of us! ”

This is the truth, Wang Shisan thought that it was time to call Wen Sheng up and let her out, but his face showed a look of jealousy, and he hesitated: "You guys...... If you have something to say, why don't you talk about the conditions? Why are you willing to let people go? ”

When the guards heard this, they were right in the way.

One of them said: "I didn't expect it to really come to save him, the person who broke into the general's mansion at night ago is you, ask their people to come out and recognize it." ”

Wang 13 pretended to be too similar, and even Yunlu was anxious: "Hurry up, go quickly, don't ink, don't mess nonsense, you won't be able to leave when the ghost boy comes back in a while." ”

The two-month period had passed, and he wanted to ask Wen Sheng how he was, if he was still alive, so he had to hold back in front of so many Nan Chong people.

Wang Shisanyi was secretly unhappy when he heard this, what did he mean? I just want to wait for him to come back.

You said that you are a big man, and you are not very famous in the rivers and lakes, and if you go with a dying person, you can be captured by others.

There is also a face that says that others are nonsense.

He secretly slandered here, and there seemed to be a smile on his face: "It's good to come back, can he fight with people, Lao Tzu just tried to break the bones of his whole body." ”

Before he finished speaking, a person came out of the room where Yun Lu was imprisoned at the back, holding a hole flute in his hand, and nodded to Wang Thirteen when they met: "Isn't this the Thirteenth Master?" ”

Wang Shisan's eyes froze, his head bowed slightly, and his mouth was unceremoniously: "Mr. Hong, it turns out that you are still messing with Yuan Kai, it's really stupid." ”

The musician who came out was named Hong Day, the musician of the Yuyin Society, who turned out to be with Zhang Jibei, and after Zhang Jibei died, he was enveloped by Yuan Kai.

Wang 13 worked with him for a long time, and once protected Wang Guangji to retreat to Feiyun River.

Most of those people back then are now scattered and do not know where to go.

Unexpectedly, he was so determined that he would follow Nan Chong.

Hong Sun was extremely familiar with Wang Thirteen's style, so he didn't think it was angry, and smiled slightly: "Isn't the thirteenth master also here in Nanchong, our eldest brother doesn't need to talk about the second brother." You are a tiger general, I didn't dare to come out, but General Lin's men played chess and captured hostages, even if you throw a mouse bogey, do you dare to do it tonight? ”

As he spoke, he walked behind Yun Lu, lowered his head and raised the flute to his lips.

The sound of the flute slaughtered, enveloping Wang Thirteen.

In an instant, Wang Shisan didn't know how many words of "grandma's" he scolded in his heart, not because he had no way to take the other party, but because it had only been a long time, and the lethality of Hong Dayxiao's voice had increased greatly, thinking that it was because he had benefited from following the surname Zhong.

Grandma's, just this hand, I don't know how many soft bones in the musician will be attracted.

We had to find a way to kill him quickly.

Hong Tian saw that he had caught Yunlu and threatened him, and Wang Shisan, who was so arrogant and reckless in the past, really didn't dare to fight back, and his heart couldn't help but feel relieved.

The credit for this tonight is theirs.

He was holding back his strength to come out with a nine-turn glissando, but somehow, the hole flute in his hand turned out to be a "pounce" with an empty sound, and the sound broke.

He blew hard, but only made a series of "flutter" and "flutter" sounds, and the wind blowing the window paper was not so unpleasant, what about his tactful and low flute sound? What happened?

Wang Thirteen was overjoyed, and he didn't need to look at it to know that Wen Sheng was coming.

Sure enough, there was a sound of footsteps, Wen Sheng came up the stairs, she didn't go up to the top, there were still two or three levels left, and she had already followed the light to see the scene upstairs.

Wang 13 did not hesitate, jumped up, and rushed straight to Hong Sun.

Hong Tian panicked and didn't know how to dodge, and only let out an exclamation.

The guards reacted, and the other party actually made a move, and at this time there was no choice, and when they landed, their swords fell together and slashed towards Yunlu.

Kill this captive first.

At this time, everyone only heard the sound of the strings, as if there was an invisible barrier protecting the cloud heron, and the sword could not be lowered in the middle of the way.

Even the barrier was pushing in, bouncing them far away!

Yun Lu was surprised and delighted, looking at Wen Sheng, who was half leaning on the railing of the escalator, his throat choked, and he couldn't speak.

Wang 13 no longer had any scruples, he pounced into the flock like a hungry tiger, and the snow was bright and bladed, only listening to the sound of plopping, which was much more pleasant than Hong Day's series of broken sounds.

Lin Shinan's subordinates knew that they were invincible, but they fought to the death.

But seeing the blood splashing, a lot of that blood was originally going to fall on Yun Lu, but because of Wen Sheng's "Boat", they splashed on the barrier halfway, like bright and poignant flowers. (To be continued......)

PS: Swiping the card didn't heal either.

I may take a leave of absence tomorrow and adjust it.