Unsolved mysteries filled her whole head, and it was already twilight when Mu Ling came back, during which Jade and Ziwei each came to change the medicine once, this medicine is also wonderful, it was cold and extremely comfortable, and she didn't feel that it was so tearing and hurting for most of the day, and after a simple meal, Lin Yun'er entered the tent with Mu Ling with the support of Ziwei.

This tent is extremely spacious, and a desk is set up near the entrance, and there is ground ink and spread paper on it, so you don't have to think about it, that place must be reserved for Lin Yun'er. But for now, she didn't plan to sit down, but followed Mu Ling to the cross that bound the man last night.

But he saw that his limbs were firmly trapped on the shelf, unable to move at all, he drooped his head and breathed steadily, as if he was still asleep, the scarf on his face had already been removed, although his facial features were not outstanding, his cheekbones were protruding, his cheeks were sunken, and he could barely be regarded as angular. There is a faint dividing line under the eyes, the skin is fair under the line, but there is a faint layer of swarthy on the line, and at first glance it is a killer who wears a veil all year round. If you wear a scarf all year round, you should be a master, Lin Yun'er thought.

Mu Ling walked in front of him, stretched out his hand and gently touched the back of his head, and then gently pulled it out, and the person's head also gently leaned back with Mu Ling's movements, and opened his eyes in a few breaths.

He gradually came back to his senses, but found that he was firmly tied to the wooden frame, and he was angry, and he wanted to scold, but when he thought about the current situation, he was full of bruises and muscles and said nothing.

Mu Ling patted his face lightly, and said with great contempt, "You kid is fortunate to be defeated at the hands of my lady today, do you have a last word?" ”

Lin Yun'er knew that Mu Ling was provoking him, if people lost their minds, they would become extremely crazy, and then there would be no secrets in their hearts.

And this person kept his mouth shut as if he was extremely indifferent, but he didn't speak.

Mu Ling was not angry, and continued, "There are two kinds of people that Mu Mou despises the most in his life, one is a wreck who lies down in the arms of others, and the other is for a small amount of money. You say that you are a strong man, what kind of business can't you do, but you want to make a living like this? If you stumble, you'll have nothing. ”

Her indistinguishable hoarse voice surrounded the man's ear, and the man's eyes seemed to change slightly, but in the end he still refused to say a word.

It seems that there is still a need for coercion and temptation, Lin Yun'er and Mu Ling looked at each other for a while, smiled slightly, stepped forward directly, and said, "That's it, let's not talk nonsense with him, I see that his skin is thick and rough, it's better to try torture, anyway, I won't die for a while." ”

"Lady's idea!" Mu Ling said quietly, "Mu has a way to make people unable to die." ”

"Oh?" Lin Yun'er pretended to be curious, "I don't know what novel method Lang Jun has?" ”

Mu Ling smiled charmingly, and looked the person up and down, "Mu Mou used a silver needle to hit his numb hole and laughing point respectively, which was uncomfortable, but he couldn't die." Mu was also extremely curious, how long the average person could hold on to these two acupoints at the same time. ”

When the man heard this, his eyes froze, and his teeth moved, as if he wanted to bite something, Mu Ling seemed to have known his movements for a long time, and only smiled contemptuously on the side, "The poison in the back molars has long been taken out by me, and I can't die if I want to." ”

Mu Ling and Lin Yun'er looked at each other and smiled, Lin Yun'er motioned to Ziwei to hand over the silver needle package on the side, but Ziwei was the first time to see such a treacherous Mu Ling, and her heart was a little stunned, and even her hands began to tremble slightly.

Mu Ling took the silver needle bag, took out the thickest silver needle from it, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Ben Langjun's silver needles have been tempered, and they won't be too uncomfortable to tie, but they hurt slightly." As soon as the words fell, Mu Ling casually pricked a needle in the inside of his arm, only to hear a tragic cry resounding through the tent, followed by Mu Ling's sigh, "I'm sorry, Ben Langjun has just studied medicine, and I have to spend some more effort to find this hemp hole and laughing hole, you wait a minute." ”

As he spoke, Mu Ling slowly pulled out the silver needle, followed by another scream.

Lin Yun'er retreated again and again, covering her mouth with her hands again and again, afraid that she would laugh out loud.

Ziwei trembled so much that she helped Lin Yun'er to sit down on the side of the desk, tremblingly squeezed the ink in her hand, and gently grinded it.

When Ziwei finished studying a full inkstone, the man's screaming stopped, Mu Ling stared at the thick silver needle in his hand and said, "Well, all the acupuncture points have been tried one by one, only the last few are left, Ben Langjun knows that the taste of acupuncture is indeed uncomfortable, but if you confess, Ben Langjun promises to give you a good time, otherwise, Ben Langjun will not do it himself." What she means is to let a person who does not know medicine at all do it, either by mistake, he will be pierced into some acupuncture points with a way, or he will be pierced indiscriminately, and he will not die for a while, and if he is alive, he will suffer from it.

"Good!" The man finally spoke, and his deep voice seemed to be still last night, which made Lin Yun'er's hand tremble slightly, and he subconsciously touched his neck.

Lin Yun'er stretched out her slender hand and picked up the pen on the side, while Mu Ling put away the silver needle in her hand and asked, "Who sent you?" What is the purpose? ”

There was silence for a while, as expected.

"The reason why the Cardinal Sect is the Cardinal Sect is because of the blood in the chest, what is this blood for? Is it just to kill the old and weak, women and children? Mu Ling had already erased any expression on her face, and she was as serious as an old-timer in the rivers and lakes at this time. Each generation of saints in the Darui Dynasty will conquer a piece of land in order to unify the world as soon as possible, and with the new people, there will be different harmony, so the Cardinal Sect was born, a hundred years ago, the Cardinal Sect was founded to hoe the strong and help the weak, and now it has become a life-devouring sect, which is really embarrassing. ”

Originally, the birth of the Cardinal Cult was indeed to calm the voices of some anti-peace people, and it was a double-edged sword to eliminate dissent, the legend of the Cardinal Cult was a very powerful princess of a clan, but time has passed, and the Cardinal Cult is no longer the image of the righteous as it once was, but a group of outlaws who kill people for the purpose of money.

Mu Ling looked at him with a steady heart, and after a while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "A man with a fanged mask found us and gave us five hundred gold, so let's come here to find something." ”

"Do you know the man's face? What is the height? What's the sound? What are the distinguishing features? Mu Ling asked.

The man shook his head slightly, "That man has a fanged ghost face, no one can recognize his true face, and he speaks a little yin and yang, like a woman, but looking at his body shape, he is a man, similar in height, and he is a left-hander." ”

"What kind of thing are you looking for?" Mu Ling then asked.

"The man didn't explain anything, he just came to find a map." Say it's a great opportunity to get hands-on these days. ”

"Didn't you even say what kind of style?"

The man nodded, but said nothing.

Lin Yun'er grasped the person's words tightly, and drew an outline on the paper, only to feel that the person was very domineering, dancing on the paper.

Mu Ling stopped asking, stretched out his hand and pricked him casually, and he fell asleep. She slowly walked to Lin Wan'er, staring at Lin Yun'er's painting from top to bottom, "Can you draw the specific appearance of that person?" ”

Lin Yun'er raised her head, a pair of eyes just met Shang Mu Ling's deep eyes, she shook her head shallowly, "There are not many clues provided, what I have drawn is the same as what you know." ”

Mu Ling picked up the ink that had not yet dried, took it to the candle flame and looked at it carefully for a while, Junxiu's face suddenly twisted together, "I maybe, I know this person." ”

"Who could it be?"

Mu Ling sneered, "People in the palace." ”

"According to the attitude of the Holy Lord towards the death of the Master Tai, I vaguely know that the Holy Lord should know about the death of the Master Tai, but the person is dead." Lin Yun'er was puzzled.

Mu Ling continued, "This person was not sent by the Holy Lord. She put the painting away, "Little sister, you are in the deep boudoir, you don't understand the affairs of the court, I am afraid that the scope of this matter is not something you and I can bear, even my grandfather and his old man are difficult to settle, at this time it seems to be calm, but in fact it is already turbulent." Unconsciously, our Huang family was also involved. ”

Her words had no beginning or end, but Lin Yun'er felt as if she had caused trouble to the Huang family, "Am I wrong?" She asked timidly.

Mu Ling shook his head, "No, the royal family set up the Buddha Hall here and handed it over to the Huang family to guard, I'm afraid that our Huang family would have been inseparable from it a hundred years ago." ”

Lin Yun'er felt that this matter was very bad, so nervous that her palms were full of sweat, she didn't understand the pattern of the DPRK and China, let alone politics, she was a deep lady who didn't understand the world, and she lived with full dissatisfaction, is this also wrong?

Mu Ling looked at her nervous appearance, reached out and patted her shoulder and comforted, "This matter is still to be discussed with Aya when he comes back, as for the map, we will go to the front yard to search for it in a while." ”

After discussing the countermeasures, several people went to the front yard and began to search for the so-called map in the mouth of the assassin, the sky was already dark, and the Buddhist hall was full of candles, and several people came to the place where the corpse was parked, the body was surrounded by a large piece of ice, and the master herself was lying on a huge piece of ice, the ice was covered with a thick quilt, at first glance, the master looked like he was lying in a cotton pile.

Just a few steps into the door, Mu Ling stopped.

She frowned slightly, and asked Qian Niuwei, who was guarding the entrance of the Buddha Hall, "General, can you tell who has touched Shitai's body after Prince Pingxi left?" ”

The Qianniu Wei shook his head, "I've been guarding here, and I've never seen anyone touch the corpse?" ”

Lin Yun'er approached her, "Has the body been moved?" ”

Mu Ling gave her an affirmative answer.