"A full moon night?" Zhao Liancheng looked at Wan Linggen with a puzzled face, and then looked at the silent Sha Man.

"That's right, it's a full moon night." Wan Linggen took a few breaths and said, "Be sure to inform General Zong Lao and the others, as well as the brothers who have already sneaked in, that you can't make any moves in the near future, no matter what happens, you can't act without permission!" ”

A feeling of dizziness hit him, and he could feel that his condition was getting worse and worse, and now he would be weak even if he said a few more words.

Zhao Liancheng's deep voice should be, "Dashuai, your complexion is getting worse and worse, you ...... It's better to recuperate a lot. ”

Wan Linggen nodded effortlessly, waved his hand and let Zhao Liancheng retreat, cold sweat already running down his cheeks.

"Shaman, didn't you say that I still have my own blood in my body? But why can't I feel it at all? Wan Linggen asked as he endured the impact of fainting.

Sha Man frowned and said, "Brother Wan, don't worry about the outside affairs anymore." You do have your own blood in your body, but ...... But now your qi and blood are in a retrograde state, and you must straighten it out first! ”

Wan Linggen sighed, closed his eyes completely, and said nothing.

The night is dark, the stars are full, and the waning moon is cold.

The lotus leaf flat is filled with thick fog.

In a hidden cave at the top of the mountain, Wan Linggen sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and Sha Man sat behind him, his palms resting on his vest, a trace of warmth permeating his body. A faint colorful light emanated from the two of them, forming a magnificent phantom in the thick fog.

After a while, Sha Man's whole body was soaked with sweat, but Wan Linggen didn't react at all, as if he had fallen asleep.

Shaman sighed and withdrew his palm. Helping Wan Linggen to lie down, he muttered in his mouth: "It would be nice if the master was here, my skill can't drive your bloodline at all." She reached into Wan Linggen's chest and touched a warm jade plaque, which was quietly attached to her chest, and the rhythmic beating came from there. With a slight smile, she withdrew her palm, took out a golden paper dove from her bosom, and gently bit her finger, pressing a red blood mark on it.

The sky was bright and the fog was thicker.

More than a dozen people climbed up from the bottom of the mountain, and Lin Sanjin stood alone at the mountain pass of Lotus Leaf Ping.

"Wang Zhi visits Lin Guozhang!" A young man with a pale face bowed.

"You are Wang Zhi?" Lin Sanjin looked him up and down, and then looked behind him, "Next time, I only need you to come alone." ”

Wang Zhi accompanied him and asked carefully, "Lord Guozhang." Last night, someone saw a vision on the lotus leaf lawn, I don't know why? ”

"What vision?" Lin Sanjin frowned and asked.

Wang Zhi said: "Someone saw a colorful glow burst out on the top of Yanjing Peak, and disappeared after about an hour, I don't know if Guogong knows about it?" ”

Lin Sanjin snorted and said: "Whether there is or not, it has nothing to do with the old man, but there is one thing you remember, no one is allowed to trespass on the peak, otherwise the consequences will be borne by themselves!" ”

"Yes!" Wang Zhi replied respectfully. "Do you have any other arrangements?"

Lin Sanjin pondered for a moment and said, "Send a hundred high-grade Lingzhi Immortal Grass within three days, is there a problem?" ”

Wang Zhi was stunned for a moment. After hesitating for a while, he said with some embarrassment: "A hundred? Is fifty fine? ”

Lin Sanjin said: "Yes." ”

Wang Zhi was stunned again, and said in his heart that this old man was so easy to speak, but who knew that Lin Sanjin's words below made him feel a chill down his spine.

"How about you halve me, and I'll halve you?"

"The villain doesn't dare, a hundred Ganoderma lucidum fairy grasses will be delivered within three days!" Wang Zhicheng said with trepidation.

Lin Sanjin snorted. Turn and disappear into the fog.

"Boss, this guy surnamed Lin is too crazy, isn't he?" A young man beside Wang Zhi said angrily.

A fierce glint flashed in Wang Zhi's eyes, "Crazy? Let him go crazy! Others are afraid of him, but Lao Tzu is not afraid of him. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go and prepare a hundred Lingzhi Immortal Grass for him." ”

"Boss. Are we really going to prepare a hundred for him? ”

Wang Zhi smiled pitifully: "Of course you have to prepare, and all of them are fresh, but they are just ...... You have to soak it in the crane top red first! ”

"Boss Wise!" The men grinned as they spoke, and walked down the hill.

Three days later, Wang Zhi came up the mountain with a dozen people pushing several carts full of goods.

This time, it was not Lin Sanjin who met them, but four strong men with steel knives in their hands.

"Where's Lin Guozhang?" Wang Zhi was a little weak-hearted and instinctively stepped back.

One of the four glared at him, "What are you?" Lin Guozhang is what you want to see? ”

Wang Zhi was stunned, and his face became extremely ugly, "What am I?" Master, I am the owner of the kiln village! ”

The man snorted, took two steps forward, and raised his leg to kick one of the cars upside down, scattering the contents of the car all over the ground.

"What are you doing? This is the fairy grass Ganoderma lucidum that Lin Guozhang asked for, you ......" Before he could say the following words, the man picked up a Ganoderma lucidum from the ground and put it under his nose and smelled it, "Sure enough, it's the best!" He pointed behind Wang Zhi, "Come here!" ”

Wang Zhi's heart jumped suddenly, and his face changed again, "What are you going to do?" ”

The man sneered: "Legend has it that Lingzhi is a great tonic, I want your brother to enjoy it, how about it?" ”

Wang Zhi smiled dryly: "No need, such a precious thing is better to hand it over to Lin Guozhang as soon as possible." ”

"Don't listen to the greeting?" The man raised his hand, and the three people behind him quickly came to them and dispersed, surrounding the dozen or so people.

"To eat or not to eat?" The man handed over the Lingzhi in his hand, and the cold sweat on Wang Zhi's face flowed, "This ...... Big brother, I'm ...... We can't eat it! ”

"Can't eat it or don't you dare to eat it?" The man threw Lingzhi down the mountain with his hand, "Dare to play tricks with us, don't say that you little cub who doesn't even have hair, even your father Wang Xi doesn't have the guts!" As he spoke, he waved his hand, "Teach them!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the three people around him rushed forward with their knives, only to hear a miserable scream, and the dozen or so people behind Wang Zhi turned into headless corpses in a blink of an eye, Wang Zhi couldn't dodge, and was splashed by the sudden blood spray.

"How? Isn't it fun? The man took a step forward, and Wang Zhi sat on the ground with a plop like a ghost, "Don't come here!" ”

The man laughed and said, "Little brother, don't be afraid, it won't hurt very much!" As he spoke, the cold light of the steel knife in his hand flashed, and Wang Zhi's left hand flew into the air, he screamed, rolled his eyes, and fainted. (To be continued.) )