Seven days later, Shi Xiaoxiao finally imitated the new decree, Song Yang took it and looked at it, bit his finger, wiped the blood on the payment, and said with a smile: "This is it!" Then he smeared the poison, and when the arrangement was completed, he personally sent it to Mr. Bo, who smiled politely: "How can there be any reason to let my uncle smear blood, I am ready to cut my fingers with a knife, you see this is a trouble." ”

Engraved seals, imitation characters, poisoning, everything related to the fake decree was prepared by Song Yang's side, so why leave a small hole of 'blood stain seal' for the other party, but it seems stingy.

Waiting for Mr. Bo to carefully put away the decree, Song Yang took out a medicine box from his satchel, and as soon as he opened it, it was fragrant, full of vermilion, pea-sized pills. Song Yang restrained his smile: "It has been specially configured in the past few days, it smells fragrant, but it is actually poison, and after swallowing it for twelve hours, there is no solution to the poison, and there is no pain at all, this poison is called 'three meals'." ”

After swallowing this poison, there are only three meals left to eat.

After speaking, after a pause, Song Yang continued: "The antidote is in my hands, integrated into fine wine, as long as you drink it before the poison, it is not only harmless, but also nourishing the body." As he spoke, he handed over the box full of poison: "If Mr. Bo thinks it is useful, he can give it to the brothers in advance, and there is only so much he can do." ”

The odds of saving people are low, once you miss the life and death, you don't have to make your own decisions, it is conceivable that you will suffer a lot after being captured by the enemy, and taking poison in advance can ensure that you will only be tortured for one day at most, although it is poison, but it is goodwill.

Song Yang left them a day to spare, and the time was enough.

Mr. Bo took the medicine box, handed it back to his wife, and at the same time instructed her: "Divide it among the puppies before you start, and don't forget to keep our share." ”

Perhaps it was destined to be in the dark, and on the day they were ready, the news came that the escort team finally came to Eye City and settled in Sumeru Zen Temple.

On the occasion of separation, Mr. Bo hugged his fist at Song Yang and said seriously: "Thank you, son!" ”

This time it is no longer the nondescript title of 'uncle', but 'son', Song Yang laughed: "The kid has prepared good wine, waiting for Mr. Silk and Mrs. Silk to return triumphantly!" ”

The two sides parted, Mr. Bo turned around the ambush locations and became the final 'overseer', while Song Yang led Ye Feifei and others to withdraw from the city and came to the agreed place of contact

Waiting for boredom, Ayigo had nothing to say, and asked Song Yang: "Will they really eat your baby's poison?" ”

Without Song Yang answering, Ye Feifei nodded and said: "If it were me, I would eat it, I would already have the heart of death, and taking poison in advance can save me worries, why not." If you are lucky enough to save people and kill them out of the city, you can just find Gongzi to ask for an antidote. ”

Ayigo was still a little puzzled: "They trust Song Wazi so much? What if we don't give them the antidote and coerce them to do things for us? ”

Song Yang shook his head and smiled: "I can't talk about trust, but everyone understands people." They are people who don't plan to die, and fools will use their surnames to blackmail them, isn't that forcing them to play with me, it's no good. Mr. Bo knew I could see through this weight. Speaking of this, Song Yang changed the conversation: "But to give them 'three meals', I have another idea - to seal up." ”

Fu Dang and Xie Men's lackeys, the two gangs of thieves have a lot of dealings, after Xie Men's lackeys are captured, maybe someone will be pried open by the disciples of the national teacher, in case they say that Leaky Frost Pavilion and Li Mingji are undoubtedly a big trouble. But after swallowing poison in advance, after being captured, there was no hope of life, and there were only a few hours left to live, and I survived the painful torture and endured it...... The possibility of opening is greatly reduced -

At noon, Xie Zimiao was escorted to the Ten Stops of Sumeru Zen Temple, and an hour later, Mr. Silk came to the door alone, identified himself, handed over the scaly gloves, and saw the presiding officer of the Zen Monastery as he wished, indicating that there were three things to order, and then took out the true Dharma decree and handed it to the other party, and made up the reason why the Dharma decree was stained with blood...... At least until now, everything has been as Song Yang and Mr. Bo rehearsed in advance.

The presiding officer of the Sumeru Zen Temple is very old, so old that it seems that all the internal organs have begun to rot, whether it is breathing or speaking, it will bring out a thick stench, and he waved his hand laboriously, and the little novice next to him held the tray to take over the decree, and the old host nodded to Mr. Silk: "Please wait." ”

His teeth had long since fallen out, and his speech was leaky and indistinct. He made a look at his monks and motioned for them to keep an eye on the 'messenger', while he took the tray from the little novice, and trembled out of the reception room and walked back to his secret room.

Spread the blood-stained decree on the table, took out a black porcelain bottle from the drawer, opened it, dipped some strange juice on the cotton swab, squinted his dim eyes, and finally found the 'blood mark', and carefully applied the potion from the cotton swab to the first half of the mark...... This decree is to be transmitted to the Great Lei Yin Tai, and when it arrives at the place, the senior brother of the Lei Yin Tai needs to check the authenticity again, and the second half of the 'blood mark' will be left to them.

Strange potion dipped into the blood mark...... The bloodstains have changed.

Layers of fluorescence came out, and in the blink of an eye, the dried black blood stains turned purple-gold, strange light, and strange color. The old host bent down with difficulty, kept the tip of his nose on the decree, and inhaled the fragrance of flowers and plants for a long time.

The decree is true.

The old host personally put it into a bamboo pipe, tied it to the feet of the letter bird, released it, and returned to the guest meditation room, and said respectfully to Mr. Bo: "It has been done, please tell the second thing." ”

Several of the senior monks in the room who were 'sitting' all relaxed, and then looked at Mr. Silk's expression, faintly revealing a kindness of his own people.

Mr. Bo didn't have any expression, took out the second decree, stepped over the tray of the little novice, and directly stuffed it into the old host's hand, and said in a light tone: "The second thing, you can see for yourself." ”

Sure enough, this time the old host lost his previous vigilance and directly took the poison into his hand, but what Mr. Bo never expected was that the host's finger touched the 'law' and immediately shouted: "Take down this person!" ”

Ten breaths to poison hair, Mr. Silk was going to say a few words of nonsense, drag the other party in the house, and wait for him to die violently to the ground, others were stunned and suspicious, and then suddenly attacked, but the other party somehow actually recognized him, after a shout, the powerful warrior monks in the room shot at the same time, but hit Mr. Silk by surprise, completely too late to resist, was forced by the sharp blade.

And the old host, who was so sluggish that he seemed to be a living dead, suddenly became extremely neat, turned his hand and showed a dagger, struggled to wave it and cut off his poisoned hand without hesitation, and then threw away the knife, turned out the medicine powder from his bag, took it in his mouth, and applied it to his wrist, and the action was done in one go, from beginning to end, it was only three breaths.

…… There is one thing, neither Song Yang nor Mr. Bo has calculated: the host of the Ten Stops Pass Sumeru Academy, and he is also the personal disciple of the national teacher, ranking thirteenth, his martial arts are average, and he has no special talent, but he has some qualifications for poison.

The national teacher's use of poison is still a step higher than that of Imperial Physician You, and the poison technique of 'Thirteen' is also more clever than Song Yang, as soon as he touched the decree, he found that it was poisonous, and quickly saved himself, and he had saved his old life.

Song Yang and Mr. Bo's calculations failed.

A fierce monk holding Mr. Silk held him hostage had a sad gaze and shouted in a low voice: "Annihilation, who instructed you!" As he spoke, with a slight force, the knife in his hand slowly cut into Mr. Bo's stomach and into the flesh.

If you lose, you will be defeated, since you dare to come, you will understand what will happen, Mr. Bo laughed and looked at the fierce monk: "I said, can you cut it more slowly?" The fierce monk smiled fiercely, and was about to say something more, but the old host suddenly spoke: "Wait." As he spoke, he bent down and grabbed the severed hand on the ground... The false decree is still in the severed hand.

At this time, the old host returned to his old appearance, and still nodded to Mr. Bo: "You please wait." He turned and walked towards the chamber.

The glove token can't be wrong, the first letter is true, the second letter is poisonous, is it a conspiracy of the enemy? But this highly toxic 'thirteen' is clearly argued... There is no need to see blood, no need to take it, no need to inhale, and the slightest touch of the skin will kill the poison unconsciously, which is a unique method of the master. It is impossible for any enemy to have Master's unique poison...... Poison is also 'real'.

Thirteen was confused. If the decree is false, it must be a conspiracy of the enemy.

…… After a stick of incense, Thirteen returned to the meditation room, not only him, but also a slender girl behind him - Xie Zimiao.

As soon as he entered the room, Thirteen shouted to his disciples: "Let go of the envoy!" Immediately, he handed the end of the chain that bound Xie Zimiao to Mr. Bo, and said respectfully: "The second thing has been done, please tell the third thing." ”

Mr. Bo took the chain and pulled the young master to his side, sneering on his face, but he was surprised, stunned, cautious, and unclear in his heart...... It's completely messed up.

The second decree ordered the presiding officer to hand over the female prisoner to the messenger and take it away, and Thirteen conscientiously complied.

In this case, the forged decree was concealed from the other party? But how is this possible?

What would never have happened, it really happened.

At this time, Thirteen suddenly coughed, the poison was resolved in time, and the surname was saved, but the damage to the body from the residual poison was still there, and he couldn't recuperate in a short time. While coughing, Thirteen reluctantly looked up at Mr. Silk: "Please, please ask the envoy... Master, did Master explain why he killed me? ”

Under the disciple of Lord Xie, the old dog who was entrusted with the most important task, the most shrewd old dog, how good the response is, things have come to this point, although it is incredible, but it is not without explanation, Mr. Bo quickly thought of the real key, that is, the impossible thing:

The second decree was taken as true by the other party.

And after figuring out the first one, all other doubts are solved.

(To be continued)