Today's Lu Xiangyin, as in the past, sits firmly on the Taishi chair in the hall of the Imperial Horse Supervisor. And his apprentice, the little fat man Liu Zhi, was panting and running into the gate of the Imperial Horse Prison.

Lu Xiangyin looked at the little apprentice who was sweating and smiled kindly, and then beckoned to him:

"Come and sit down, and wait until you're out of breath before you speak."

Liu Zhi picked up the copper kettle next to the table, first poured half of his stomach with water, wiped his mouth, and then said with a big grin:

"Master, after I sent the people to the inner room, I hurried to the gate of the East City. But apart from the traces of blood found on the official road, there was nothing else! But at the speed at which I go back and forth, no matter how fast they move, they still have to leave some flavor? ”

Lu Xiangyin dipped his fingers in some tea, drew a few seemingly random strokes on the table, and immediately wiped it off after looking at it for a while. After finishing the work in hand, he looked at the little apprentice who was waiting for him to speak again:

"Although He Wendao has entered the inner room, you have to run again to tell Xiao Anzi that you can't see any injuries or lose your breath. What I want to know is why he turned against the water and turned against each other to help Shen Gui get out. ”

"Then do you want to ask about the ...... between He Wendao and His Majesty?"

Liu Zhizhi asked this sentence, even he knew that there was something wrong, so he slowed down his speech and didn't say it, and he was quite stumbling. Today's appearance is very different from his previous unobtrusive style, only to hear Lu Xiangyin's eyes widen in surprise, and he looked at him carefully:

"Huh? You're a monkey cub who's still growing, and you know what to say taboo...... Not bad. But there is no need to ask him this question, even if Xiao Anzi asks what the result is, it must not be a new thing. ”

Liu Zhi nodded and walked out of the main hall of the Imperial Horse Prison and gave the order.

Liu Zhi's chubby figure had just disappeared from the door, and Lu Xiangyin, who was still as stable as Mount Tai, opened his mouth and spit out a pool of blood. The blood was brilliantly colored, and it was full of foam and fragments of internal organs. As soon as he spit out this mouthful of blood, he slipped from the Taishi chair with his chest covered and fell to the ground, the whole person was already paralyzed as mud, his eyes were vain, and he could only rely on his weak body to pump his body to take in oxygen, and his breath was also mixed with a rough and hoarse noise. In this way, when he met with his apprentice Liu Zhi, he was forcibly suppressing his pain.

Yes, Lu Xiangyin at this moment has been seriously injured.

Judging from the color of the blood he spit out in front of him, and the foam and minced flesh mixed in it, the ancestor of the Imperial Horse Supervisor must have injured his lungs, which caused him to have difficulty breathing. When Fang Cai had a conversation with Liu Zhi, he was desperately urging his internal breath in order to stabilize his breathing rate and speaking rhythm. At this time, as soon as Liu Zhi left, he dispersed his true qi, and naturally he had no strength left to maintain a proper sitting posture.

Lu Xiangyin trembled and stretched out a hand to pick up the clothes he had just changed, but there were no too obvious scars on his chest. It's just that in the middle of his chest, there is a small hole that is barely visible to the naked eye, only the size of a pinhole. Around the hole, large swaths of red lines twisted like earthworms spread out. If you look closely, the red lines protrude from below the skin and scatter around the center of the small hole. At a cursory glance, it looks like a small sun, floating on Lu Xiangyin's chest.

Lu Xiangyin laboriously pulled his two arms out of the middle of the cuffs, bare his upper body, crossed his legs and frowned at the same time, and put on a meditative posture to mobilize his internal breath. Unexpectedly, as soon as a breath of true qi was raised, a blood arrow immediately erupted from the pinhole in his chest, and Lu Xiangyin's mouth and nose also spurted blood at the same time, and he fell to the end again.

No matter how capable this Heavenly Spirit Vein Master Lu Xiangyin was, he couldn't see the terrifying wound on his back clearly.

Judging from his chest, Lu Xiangyin just has a wound the size of a needle, plus a series of red marks that shoot outward, that is, the capillaries are generally not a big deal; But behind what he couldn't see, there was an extremely terrifying and penetrating wound.

Behind Lu Xiangyin, there was a wound the size of a baby's skull at this time! The wound was like a pierced drum surface, and the original skin had turned into rotten flesh of various shapes, hanging or hanging around the wound, and it was shaking incessantly with his breathing rate; The strange thing is that there is such a terrible wound, the blood is not gushing out, but just flowing quietly along the broken flesh and rotten skin hanging around the wound, like a trickling stream between the mountains and forests. The only difference is that this red "stream" all flows out of the old body of Lu Xiangyin, who is nearly sixty years old.

Lu Xiangyin used all his strength to move his body, half-crawled and half-knelt to the bookshelf on the east side of the pavilion, and reached out and took out two porcelain bottles. Unable to distinguish between them, he raised his hand and poured out all the pills in a bottle.

The three remaining pills were all dark red skins, and there was nothing new in appearance, neither the overflowing light nor the medicinal fragrance. It's as ordinary as a normal red mud pill. Lu Xiangyin didn't think about it, he directly opened his mouth and swallowed the three pills in his mouth.

Then, he picked up the second porcelain bottle and pulled out the medicine stopper, and some tobacco powder was carried out of the air by the bottle stopper, and it turned out that the bottle was a powder. Most of the powdered medicines like powders are applied externally, and the bottle in Lu Xiangyin's hand is no exception. He directly smeared all the powder evenly into the palms of his hands, and laboriously probed towards the wound on his back. Rao is Heavenly Spirit Vein Lu Xiangyin has tasted the warmth and coldness of his life, and has endured the pain of palace punishment, under the double attack of wounds and medicinal power, he is still trembling in pain, sweating profusely, and biting his lower lip from the inside out.

Although I don't know what the ingredients and effects of the two secret pills are when this pill is dispersed. But it didn't take long for Lu Xiangyin to take the medicine, and his actions were obviously much easier than just now. There were originally some thin red lines on his chest, but at this time, they all turned into clumps of black and purple bruises. After a few more breaths, there was not a single piece of skin on his entire chest, and it was still the original color of the skin.

Lu Xiangyin struggled to put on his clothes again, sat back on the Taishi chair, closed his eyes and breathed. Although he will spit out a few mouthfuls of blood of different colors from time to time, judging from his face alone, he should not be worried about his life for the time being.

And Liu Zhi, who didn't know anything about this matter, had already walked to the firewood room in the backyard of the Imperial Horse Prison. He tapped lightly on a bundle of coarse chopping wood in the woodhouse, and immediately a voice came from the pyre:

"Who?"

"Liu Zhi!"

As soon as the little fat man's voice fell, the wood-splitting pile slowly moved to the left, revealing a simple and simple big round face underneath:

"Lost something? Didn't you just leave? Why are you back? ”

Liu Zhi didn't like him very much, but now he is even more angry when he listens to his way of asking:

"I said, can you agree on a password or a password or something in your inner room? Every time I come to the inner room, you ask who and who are you, and it makes it feel like I'm going to a neighbor's house. ”

The round-faced fat man who opened the door was also unimpressed, and said:

"The inner room is in the Imperial Horse Prison Underground Palace, and the people who can find this firewood room and know the entrance are not all their own people? What's the point of messing up all that messy doorway? If it weren't for Supervisor Lu's refusal, I would have planned to keep the door open! I also have to continue to do this doorman and more idleness. ”

Liu Zhi didn't pay attention to his gossip, and asked with a serious little round face:

"Less nonsense, what about the person I escorted back in the morning?"

"At home, he has entered the door of the inner room, where else can he run? Today, Qiao's head is itchy, and he just said that he wants to do it himself, and move his muscles and bones......"

"It's broken! I still have an errand here, so I won't talk nonsense with you. ”

As soon as Liu Zhi heard that "Qiao Tou" did it himself, he knew that something was wrong. He turned back for the second time this time, but he still took Lu Xiangyin's instructions. But at this time, if the "Qiao Tou" does it himself, it is difficult to say whether he can do the errand well.

Liu Zhi hurriedly spread his steps and quickly walked through the dark corridor that echoed with moans and wails. At the end of the corridor, there was a brightly lit cell, and the uncharacteristically sound of two men making rough fists was heard.

Liu Zhi stood in front of the door of the cell with eight oil lamps crossed his shoulders and waved his hand, and the guard standing in front of the door opened the lock of the door.

This cell is completely different from the other cells in this underground palace. Not to mention the spaciousness and brightness, the beds and bedding are also readily available, and what is even more rare is that there is a ventilation hole directly above the prison! Although it was also daylight, at least in terms of air, it was the freshest in the entire cell.

At this time, in this "luxury suite", He Wendao, a traitor from Youbei, and Qiao Yuanan, the head of the inner room, sat opposite each other. The table between the two of them is full of delicacies; Moreover, there are several small wine jars at the foot of the table!

Qiao Yuanan heard the sound of unlocking and looked back, and found that it was the little fat man Liu Zhi, so he opened his mouth and laughed. It didn't matter if he laughed, Liu Zhi, who was smiling, had a thick layer of goosebumps all over his body.

Qiao Yuanan, the head manager of this group, is only about forty years old, but in his big grinning mouth, he can't even see a tooth!