The red mangs are delicate, from the color of the blade, and there is no trace of murderous aura, only drooping gentleness; And the momentum of this knife is like a rainbow, a tiger, and a thunderbolt. Diametrically opposed, the sword light and the knife momentum should never coexist at the same time. In an instant, the red light turned bloody, and the thunder dissipated with the wind.

Three heads fell to the ground.

Song Yang appeared, shook off the blood stains on the 'red sleeves' casually, and looked at the secret envoy of the Yan Kingdom: "You are the leader?" This group of people is well-trained, even if they are attacked in a hurry, they still remain unchaotic and protect the secret envoy to retreat, but because of this, Song Yang sees through which is the leader.

Yan Guomi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was about to talk, but the red light in front of him reappeared! The momentum of the dragon sparrow was fierce, the red sleeve knife light was euphemistic, and Song Yang rushed to kill again. There was no roar, no wailing and screaming, only the sharp sound of the clashing of blades and the muffled sound of blades cutting into flesh and bones, and seven or eight people fought bitterly in the long silent street...... After a stick of incense, the rest of the people were mourned, and Song Yang slapped his palms on the face of the secret envoy.

The strength was just right, not hurting his life, but knocking out his full mouthful of teeth, not a single one was left, and the molars that hid the poison were no exception.

Song Yang's left arm was slashed, the wound was not shallow, blood flowed out, he didn't look at his wound at all, and reached out to pinch the back of the opponent's neck while collecting the knife. After restraining the enemy, Song Yang turned around and shouted, "Come down and help." ”

Suddenly, there was a chaotic sound of branches and leaves, and Shi Xiaoxiao also jumped down from the canopy: "What to do?" ”

Song Yang pointed to several corpses next to his feet: "I want their clothes." Shi Xiaoxiao didn't say a word, got rid of the deceased's clothes, wrapped them in a bag and carried them behind him, Song Yang nodded slightly, grabbed the prisoner and ran out of the city...... When Yan rode away, Song Yang left the army and guarded, and no one else noticed it, but this white-robed monk noticed it and followed.

On the road, there were roving Nanli soldiers who found Song Yang, and they didn't pay attention to Song Yangli when they greeted him, and the soldiers didn't dare to do anything, of course, they couldn't stop it, all they could do was to report to the commander...... By the time Prime Minister Zuo learned that the two strangers were unharmed, they had already rushed out of the north gate and came to the deserted jungle on the outskirts of the city.

And Shi Xiaoxiao actually has a good martial arts, chasing after the dragon bird chong, although it seems a little difficult, but he can barely keep up. When Song Yang stopped, Shi Xiaoxiao saw sweat on his forehead, and after a few gasps, he asked, "How do you know that the Yan people will come back to take away the source of the poison?" ”

Finding that Mrs. You's body was desecrated, Song Yang was hateful and furious, and the intensity of his emotions was no less intense than when Mrs. You died generously a year ago, but after calming down and thinking about the whole thing, Song Yang had two doubts one after another.

The first question was: why is there only 'half'.

The waterlogging plague relies on corpses as a source of poison, and the Yan people have mastered this method, and if they want to slaughter the city to test the medicine, they can bring in two complete corpses, bury one in the broken bridge, and bury one in the red city. Why bother sawing him apart, and hiding half of each city? There is no more than one answer: there is only one corpse that can be used as the source of the 'waterlogging plague', but the Yan people want to slaughter the two cities, so they split him into two.

To perform ferocious poison, you need not only secret techniques, but also special 'poisons'. Even if the Yan people find a secret method that has long been lost, it is useless to have no suitable materials. Taiyi You has been immersed in silver poison all his life, and he has accumulated countless poisons in his body, so maybe he is the 'material' suitable for carrying out the waterlogging plague.

After figuring out the first one, the second question came out: Why is it Mrs. You?

When Imperial Physician You talked about the waterlogging plague, there was nothing abnormal, just chatting, and he didn't know how to configure the waterlogging antidote, but he knew how to 'suppress the corpse' and how to avoid the plague, and carefully explained it to Song Yang...... He obviously didn't know much about this lost poison technique. But in the same way, the poison technique that has been lost, why does he need to explain it carefully to Song Yang? Just by his lazy surname?

Perhaps, Dr. You knew that his body was suitable for the 'waterlogging epidemic', and guessed that after his death, he might be made into a poison source?

No matter how much Song Yang hates his own hindsight, it will not help, but it is almost certain that for the waterlogging epidemic, Taiyi You is the only suitable 'person'.

Imperial Physician You once said that the source of the waterlogging epidemic can be used repeatedly, and the Yan people will not give up their 'big killing weapon', since Imperial Doctor You is the only one, the Yan people will definitely take the poisonous source back.

Sure enough, the person who took the body came.

Song Yang didn't have the heart to give Shi Xiaoxiao a long explanation, and only replied with two words: "Guess." Then he grabbed the hair bun of Yan Guo's secret envoy and pulled it hard. There was no screaming, only a soft 'whoosh', and the black and thick hair was nothing more than a hair cover, revealing a round bald head and a nine-point incense scar.

Shi Xiaoxiao sighed and said in surprise: "It's a monk?" Immediately, his face became gloomy: "Blaspheme the word 'mercy', and there will be a place for you in the hell." ”

Song Yang was not surprised.

The 'method' of this waterlogging epidemic is very similar to the purpose of the fierce monks of the Yan State to steal the twelve corpses of the Shanxi Barbarians, and the inexplicable relationship between Imperial Physician You and Yan Guoshi, and the dragon bird knife that appeared in the Yan Emperor's court, had already made Song Yang suspect that his uncle's enemy was Yan Guoshi.

Now, the matter has finally been confirmed, unless the person who killed You Taiyi, how can there be his corpse?

Unless he can refine the corpse into a plague national teacher, how can he have the means to brew You Taiyi into a poison source?

saw the disciple of the national teacher again, but this time he still had the identity of a secret envoy of the imperial court...... Song Yang slowly exhaled a sullen breath and asked the other party, "Where are the other half of the corpses?" ”

The secret envoy's fangs fell off, and the acupoints were controlled, and there was no way to break himself off, and when he heard this, Sen Sen smiled strangely: "Protected by the heavy army, you don't want to get it back." ”

Song Yang also laughed, didn't squeak, grabbed the other party's wrist and looked at it, and then opened his mouth and bit down!

After taking a bite, Song Yang closed his eyes and squirmed back and forth with his mouth, it was obvious that he was tasting the taste of the other party's blood, and after a while, Song Yang seemed to have tasted it, Shi Xiaoxiao watched from the side, only to feel a chill on his bald head. And Song Yang grabbed the other party's wrist again, and this time it was no longer a shallow taste, but a big gulp. After swallowing three mouthfuls of hot blood in a row, Song Yang raised his head, his lips were red, the corners of his mouth and his chin were full of blood, and he looked at Shi Xiaoxiao: "Do you want to drink?" ”

Shi Xiaoxiao hurriedly shook his head, Song Yang was not reluctant, reached out and took out the red wooden bell that Heikouyao gave him from his satchel, he didn't care about its preciousness, and still stretched out his foot on the ground to break it...... After waiting for most of the hour, there was a sudden whirring insect and monster crying in the long grass, and a centipede-like reptile crawled quickly, surrounding the wooden bell that he had stepped on and spinning back and forth.

Behind the reptile, there is also a black mouth Yao.

Before the heavy rain, the eight wizards were sent away from afar, and then received a message from the birds, and learned that the city was safe and began to return, but they ran far enough, and they were on the way when the Yan cavalry came, and they did not enter the city until dawn. After receiving the 'thousands of miles continuously', Ayigo quickly came, and when he saw Song Yang's limbs intact and his face was calm, the worry on Ayigo's face immediately turned into distress: "Ge Laozi, don't you want to die for thousands of miles?" I don't know how precious it is! ”

Let Imperial Doctor You be physically complete and peaceful, perhaps more important than Song Yang's own surname. Song Yang asked her, "I heard you say in the past when we were chatting that witchcraft has a way to turn people into puppets?" ”

Ayigo smiled proudly: "The Yao family in the mountains has great magical powers, can human puppets be regarded as claws." ”

"Help me puppet him, I want him to take me to do something." As he spoke, Song Yang stretched out his hand and pointed at the secret envoy of the Yan Kingdom.

Ago's smile stiffened suddenly... The voice was still crisp, but the smugness in his tone quietly dissipated: "This human puppet is not so easy to ......."

Song Yang glared at her: "Can't do it, you bragged before?" ”

"Don't brag about it, it's just, it's this profound spell, I'm less than twenty years old." Heikou Yao sneered, extremely rare, a little 'embarrassing' look appeared on her face: "I still have to try, do you have a chance of success... Three fingers. ”

The 'three fingers' of Heikou Yao means 'three percent'.

Song Yang's eyebrows furrowed: "Three achievements and three percent......" Halfway through his words, Ayigo shook his head and interrupted: "I didn't have to finish talking just now, human puppets can only be done by crazy people, and with crazy people, you can mention the opportunity of those three fingers." ”

Song Yang nodded and responded: "Leave it to me, wait for me for a while." After speaking, he picked up the secret envoy of Yan Guo and walked into the depths of the forest, and soon, the hysterical howl suddenly sounded and kept ...... After half an hour, Song Yang came back with the demon monk. There were no obvious injuries on the demon monk's body, and I don't know why he screamed just now.

And to be clear, the demon monk's eyes were confused, his expression was demented, and his body twitched a few times from time to time, and then he cried or laughed, looking like a madman.

Ayigo was surprised, looked at Song Yang and said, "I know that your baby can use poison, and there are poisons that can make people crazy if you eat them?" ”

Song Yang shook his head: "There is no poison that makes people crazy, but I have poison that makes people feel painful, it hurts so badly, don't let him faint, don't let him die, and then stuff a few ants into his ears, and the loud noise that can't be shaken off... It's always going crazy, and he's good to be able to hold on for so long. ”

Yan Mi was driven crazy by the severe pain...... Aigo pursed the corners of her mouth, her expression complicated, and she couldn't tell whether she was disdainful or afraid. Song Yang continued: "It's your turn, how long?" ”

"Half an hour to get, first strip off a turtle son!"

Shi Xiaoxiao and Song Yang waited outside the woods, Song Yang was hazy in his heart, and he didn't want to say a word, Shi Xiaoxiao stood silently aside, sometimes looking up at the green leaves, sometimes looking down to admire the grass, his eyes were bright and interested, as if every grass and tree in this world was very beautiful in his eyes...... Soon after, a faint light pierced through the rain clouds, and dawn broke. At this moment, the chaotic battle in the Red City finally ended, only more than 300 people of the 5,000 Yan Cavalry were captured alive, and the rest all died in the tragic street battle.

The victory of Hongcheng made the soldiers and civilians rejoice, but Lord Hu was not very happy. Winning the battle was a matter of calculation, but the purpose of this battle was not as expected, and they failed to find an antidote in the captured captives.

Without an antidote, the threat of the 'waterlogging plague' is like a gloomy haze in the sky, always pressing on Nanli's head.

The city guard asked Lord Hu what to do with these captives, and the latter picked up the teacup and took a sip lightly: "Strip off your clothes, smear pig dung, escort you to patrol the city for half a day, and behead them in the middle of the city at noon, and one will not be left to sacrifice countless heroic souls!" ”

It's not that he is decisive and daring, just because he doesn't keep these hundreds of prisoners, there will be no change in the overall situation.

(To be continued)