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Yongdu. Prison.

The dampness mixed with the blood vapor mixed into a disgusting smell. The space was dimly lit, except for the faint glow of the oil lamps on the walls.

The skylight above shone in a few rays of sun, and before it could touch people, it was swallowed up by darkness, without a single ripple.

Depressed, dim, desperate, and with the occasional sound of chains colliding and moaning and crying, purgatory on earth is nothing more than that.

"Hiss"

The sound of gasps could be heard from one of the cells.

"Light, old man, a handful of old bones, it's not worth it to die in your hands."

"Bear with me, you said you're a lot old, so you can't change your stinky temper. If you die, your grandson still has to keep filial piety, won't you have to delay my family Yun'er for three more years? ”

The two people who spoke were Fu Yan and Chen Tong, and I don't know what the psychology of the people above was, so they actually detained the two in a cell.

Fu Yan rubbed Chen Tong's back while chattering.

It is really people who sit at home, and the disaster comes from heaven, and they happen to be asleep, and suddenly they are taken to the prison, and the storytellers dare not say so.

Fu Yan has always known the current affairs as Junjie, but Chen Tong is different, he is a stinky stone in a pit, smelly and hard.

When the ironclad guard came to raid the house, he couldn't hold back, and after a few words, he was directly kicked down, and then he became like this.

"Do you remember who arrested you, and wait until you get out and get out of the house, can't you retaliate? You have to go up with others, it's really a long time to be old, not a brain. Fu Yan was still chattering.

Chen Tong twisted his waist and felt the pain lighten, pushed him away, and began to blow his beard and stare at him.

"Get out? Can you still get out? It's not that I said you, it was you who swore that Your Majesty and the Fifth Highness would not be, I believe that you have been operating in the palace for many years, and this is a heavy injection to press down, and now it is good, the loess is buried at the base of the neck and there is still a good view of the prison. ”

His words were witty, but his expression was very solemn.

Although Mo Chen has not been caught at the moment, Mo Hong, as the queen's concubine, has now obtained the Holy Edict, no matter how you look at Mo Chen, there is no chance to flop.

Fu Yan shook his somewhat sore wrist and sighed: "The geese were pecked blind by the geese all day long, and their movements were too fast, and they served this group of people before a letter came from the palace." I was careless, I thought ......"

He waved his hand, "Don't talk about this, guess how many people will have to defect to prison this time?" ”

Chen Tong glared at him, straightened his neck and said, "Why didn't anyone come to ask me?" When you ask me, I also defect. ”

Fu Yan patted him on the back: "Old man, don't play tricks, now that we are all trapped in the prison, presumably the Fourth Highness should also take action." ”

"Hmph, action, what action? Not to mention that when Mo Hong received the military power, just talking about the five thousand ironclad guards in the palace, what would he fight? Can Kang Guo lend him troops? ”

The more Chen Tong spoke, the more angry he became, and his voice unconsciously rose.

Before Fu Yan could open his mouth, a shocked voice suddenly came from the next cell: "Mo Hong leads the army?" On what basis did he lead the army? ”

"Who is it?"

Fu Yan and Chen were lazy and shouted in unison.

After a moment of silence, a faint voice sounded: "It's the main palace, Mo Yan ......"

"Third Highness?"

Again exclaimed in unison.

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Country. National Teacher's House.

Lijun followed to the left, turning around like walking through a maze, and finally stopped in front of a corner courtyard.

"The national teacher is inside, you can go in by yourself."

Zuo gradually glanced at Lijun, his eyes were very complicated, and there was a vague hint of asking for more blessings.

Li Jun didn't care about this, pushed the courtyard door open, and stepped in magnificently.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that Lao Qu would have the fate to meet the king in this life, and it was an honor."

As soon as he stepped in, the Buddha's horn immediately sounded in Lijun's ears.

He narrowed his eyes and looked ahead, and a thin, shriveled old monk stood across from him, with a gentle face and folded hands.

"You're the Ancient Soul Master?" Lijun looked at him carefully.

"Lao Wei is the ancient spirit master, and his common name before he became a monk was Longyuan, has the king ever heard of it?"

Lijun's face changed slightly, and he blurted out: "Are you the third?" ”

Gu Lingshi smiled and bowed his head slightly: "Lao Qu is the third child of the year, after a long time, even the master has never seen the king, but the old man is more blessed than the master." ”

Li Jun looked at the ancient spirit master uncertainly, as if he wanted to see something on his face, but he couldn't see anything.

"I know that Long Zhen is good at divination, but I don't know that you are also good at it, since you specially called me, you won't just want to see my appearance, right?"

"You're right, Lao Wei is indeed not good at divination, and it is not Lao Wei who calculates your whereabouts, but the eldest brother."

The ancient spirit master's voice was faint, but the content of his words made Li Jun frown.

"Is Takashi awake?"

"Not really."

"And how did he do that?"

The ancient spirit master clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, Miss Zuo is generous to rescue, and it is only a matter of time before the eldest brother wakes up." Although he was still unconscious, he was awake for a while. ”

Some inexplicable irritability rose in Lijun's heart, and there was a little impatience in his tone: "If you have something to say, just say it, what kind of dumb riddle to play." ”

The ancient spirit master's eyes turned, and he suddenly leaned forward, his withered body like a fallen leaf in the wind, rolling towards Lijun.

Li Jun didn't expect him to attack suddenly, and he was slightly stunned.

It was this stunned effort, the ancient spirit master's palm had already touched the center of his eyebrows, and a huge force struck.

The ancient spirit master's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and it exploded in Lijun's ears: "Solution!" ”

"Buzz"

Lijun's head was shocked, and the reflexively raised arm instantly drooped down, and his eyes lost all brilliance, like a puppet that had lost its soul, and stood stunned on the spot.

"Poof!"

The Ancient Spirit Master tilted his head to the side and spat out a mouthful of blood, his body much weaker than before.

"Third child, are you alright?"

The courtyard door creaked open, and Long Bu, along with Zuo Yan, Xie Ningge and Nanren, left and hurriedly walked in, all with a concerned face.

The ancient spirit master gently wiped away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and slowly shook his head: "It's okay, you can raise it for two days." ”

"This is ...... from Jun"

Xie Ningge looked at the sculpture worriedly, "It won't be a problem, right?" ”

The ancient spirit master stood up with the support of Long Bu, and said meaningfully towards Lijun: "The elder brother has done everything he has explained, and next, let's see if he can remember it." ”

Longbu didn't have a good face, and said angrily: "That is, you, who are willing to spend your energy to break through his miasma." The old man said that the master's mind was not pure, and you also scolded the old man for being disrespectful to the master. See it now, right? If you don't have any other thoughts, why do you want to die and still bother to set up a miasma for him? The old man knows that the master has played a big game of chess, and only you two stupid ......"

"Shut up!"

Gu Lingshi interrupted him angrily, his face was not good: "No matter how much thought the master has, he will be kind to us. If you let Lao Wei hear you slander your master again, don't blame Lao Wei for not thinking about brotherhood. ”

Seeing that the ancient spirit master was really angry, Lombo suddenly shut his mouth.

The ancient spirit master pushed away the longbu, closed his eyes and silently recited the Buddha's name, introspecting and thinking in vain.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and said to Zuo Yan: "You carry him next to the eldest brother, it is not a matter of three or two days to break through the miasma, but it depends on his willpower and creation." ”

Zuo gradually nodded, and walked towards Lijun with Nanrenli.

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