The sky in the east was clear, and a strong bloody atmosphere filled the pavilion, Wang Ningan had just killed three people, and his body was splashed with blood, which was very smelly and disgusting. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Holding back his vomiting, he examined all the corpses of the Assassins, and found a strange phenomenon, on the Assassin's shoulder, there was a place the size of a fingernail, which seemed to be a tattoo, and it seemed to be burned, in short, there was a round scar, and around the scar, there were several rays of light, like the sun drawn by a child......

Dozens of people, all exactly the same...... Wang Ningan immediately became alert. Although it is said that it is the parents of the body, there are many tattoos in the Song Dynasty, especially the gangsters in the market, the Liba of the dock, and many inferior people, who have to rely on tattoos to strengthen their courage. What out of the water dragon, down the mountain tiger, thin-waisted mastiff, armored black bear...... There are so many variety.

But dozens of people are the same, this is unusual, Wang Ningan first thought of a certain organization, and when he joined, he left a mark on his body as a distinguishing mark.

In addition, the wounded gnawed on the crane top red and committed collective suicide, which is by no means an ordinary outlaw!

was thinking about it, Wang Ningan suddenly noticed that a guy's body moved.

It was none other than the one whose eyeballs were cut off by Yang Xi, the severe pain made him unconscious, and his face was covered with blood, embarrassed, and everyone didn't care when he was dead.

At this moment, he woke up, Wang Ningan hurriedly beckoned Liang Dagang, ripped off his clothes, it didn't matter, and pried his mouth open to prevent the poison sac from being hidden in his teeth.

To ensure that the other party would not commit suicide, Wang Ningan was ready to torture.

"Someone from the yamen is coming." Zhang Tiezhu reminded Wang Ningan.

"Yamen? They are always long overdue! ”

Wang Ningan suddenly had a hint of vigilance, there were not many people he grudged with, the Cui family was one, but it had been wiped out by the clan, and no one else would have such a big battle and ask for his own life.

So whose hand is it?

Wang Ze!

After all, it's just such an enemy.

He went to the prison with Ouyang Xiu's waist card, and inquired about Wang Ze everywhere, as people said, he had his hands and eyes to the sky, and he must know that since he had offended the Yang family, he would cut the grass and eradicate the roots and kill himself, which barely made sense......

"Uncle Gang, hide people."

As soon as Liang Da received the order, he hurriedly took the assassin away, and as soon as he turned to leave, there was a sound of chaos, and hundreds of soldiers rushed in.

The person at the head is the old master Ouyang Xiu, and behind him there are several officials and servants of the Daimyo Mansion, among which there is a man in his thirties, not tall, with a black face, although his appearance is not good, but he has a special temperament on his body, which can only be cultivated if he has been in a high position for a long time and is in charge of killing.

It's just that this person is wearing a black robe, and he is not even the lowest-ranking official, could it be that he is the king of Abshi?

After glancing at it, Wang Ningan immediately focused on Ouyang Xiu.

"Meet the drunkard in your later life."

"Don't be polite, are you alright?" Ouyang Xiu was very concerned.

Wang Ningan smiled, "It's okay to be born late, it's just that these assassins are strange, I can't imagine that someone will spend a lot of money to kill me!" ”

"Not necessarily." Ouyang Xiu walked quickly to the assassin's death, and also found the position of his shoulder, and when he saw the round mark, his face immediately turned pale and he shook his head.

Wang Ning'an approached and asked, "Drunkard, do you know these people?" ”

Ouyang Xiu nodded, "See, this symbol of the little sun is the mark of the Maniching Sect." ”

Mingjiao? Zhang Wuji?

Wang Ning'an just thought for a moment, and he immediately thought of the Fangla uprising...... In the Song Dynasty, there was indeed a spread of Mingjiao, with different names in various places, but there were countless believers, and they were present in many uprisings. Could it be that these Assassins were sent by Manichaeism? Why are they looking for trouble for themselves?

Ouyang Xiu said to himself: "Since the flood, there have been millions of refugees, and the traitors have taken the opportunity to stir up trouble among the people, wantonly in series, in recent days, there have been many times when the disciples of the Manichi Ming Sect have attacked the caravan and robbed the horses and food, I didn't expect that even the Daimyo Mansion has thieves, it is really impossible to prevent it!" ”

"Drunkard, you say they rob the horses?"

"Yes, it's not just horses, but mules, donkeys, boats, vehicles, food, clothing...... The convoy of Zhuangding under the old man was attacked several times, and the losses were not small. I heard that someone was attacking the pavilion, so the old man came, but I didn't expect them to be again. Ouyang Xiu was so angry that he spat hard, and kicked a few times hard, letting out a vicious anger.

Wang Ningan thought thoughtfully, "Drunkard, what do they want to do like this?" ”

"How did the old man know that it was a catastrophe, and they couldn't fill their stomachs, so they took risks. The old man has mobilized young and strong people from all over the world, and he must give them colors to know how powerful the old man is! ”

Ouyang Xiu said violently, but the Manichaean people are so fierce, how can ordinary strong men deal with it, they should quickly mobilize people and horses and search for them, Old Ouyang won't be so confused, right? Could it be that the old master still has a knot in his heart, and he can't join hands with Jia Changchao?

When has this been, how can you play with your temper!

"Drunkard, according to your meaning, they sent people to attack the late born, it should be to rob the late born horses?"

Wang Ningan brought ten people over, plus several people from the Yang family, two horses each, a total of thirty horses, and they are all good horses, not too little.

Ouyang Xiu nodded subconsciously, "Perhaps." ”

"Suffered!" Wang Ningan immediately said: "Drunkards, who live in the city in their later years, they all dare to come and snatch the war horses, which shows that there is a huge force in the city, which is unimaginably big. In the opinion of later life, they are desperate to loot and loot, they have a big plan and a big move! ”

To put it bluntly, it is to rebel!

Ouyang Xiu was not a fool, and he guessed it in an instant.

"Oh, why didn't the old man think of it." It's enough to worry about the people everywhere, and if there is another rebellion, isn't it fatal! "Old man, old man, what should I do?" Ouyang Xiu was so anxious that he turned straight.

"Drunkard, the overall situation is important, and he dared to suggest that he should go to Jia Xianggong immediately, only he can transfer troops to deal with the Mani Ming Sect."

Ouyang Xiu despised Jia Changchao's character, in the Qingli, the two of them were rivals again, but they couldn't care about anything, the old master immediately turned around and went to find Jia Changchao, and when he left, he said to the black-faced scribe: "You stay and take someone to clean up the body." ”

A slight hint of anxiety flashed across the scribe's face, but he still did as he was told.

He instructed his subordinates to quickly clean up the body, and he also squatted down from time to time to check the wound and confirm that it was dead before letting people carry it away.

"Wang Zhisi, you are really careful in what you do!"

Wang Ningan didn't know when, went around to the back of Wang Ze, and said with a smile, Wang Ze hesitated, didn't look back, and said with a smile: "Do things for the court, don't dare not be unreasonable." ”

"Yes, if the officials of the court were as diligent as you, there would be no outlaws who would want to cause chaos." Wang Ningan bent down, approached Wang Ze's ear, and suddenly whispered: "Big dragon head, don't check it, I'm dead!" ”

After finishing speaking, Wang Ningan stood up suddenly, turned around and left, leaving only Wang Ze's back.

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"Ning An, how do you know that Wang is the big dragon head named Mani?" Yang Jiumei said curiously.

"I guessed, but after the trial, I was fifty percent sure, even if it wasn't the big leader, the king would not be able to escape the involvement." Wang Ningan said firmly, his fingers tapping rhythmically.

"The Manichi Ming Sect should be about to start an incident, and they will not allow any mistakes before they attack the Yang family's subordinates and send people to assassinate us! It's just that they miscalculated and dared to trouble me, so they couldn't eat and walked around! ”

Wang Ning'an turned around and rushed to the back room, the last one had woken up, Wang Ning'an drew his soft sword and aimed it at his only remaining eye.

"As long as I stab it, you will never see the spring flowers and autumn moon again, and the world will say goodbye to you, are you really willing to live in the dark forever?"

The other party's body trembled, and he said viciously at random: "Kill me, I won't betray the big dragon head!" ”