This light smoke is nothing else, it is the famous "rooster song and five drums to return the soul" on the rivers and lakes. Of course, although the name may sound very powerful, in essence, it is just a special powerful smoke, and the effect is similar to that of sweat medicine. But this soul incense is tasteless, if you inhale it without defense, unless the internal strength is as deep as Master Fang Sheng, Fang Zheng Abbot, no matter how great your ability is, you will have to be on the way.

Tian Boguang's light skills are very good, but his internal strength cultivation is only mediocre. He was distracted, thinking only about how to be reckless and frivolous after he took Yilin over, so he was completely defenseless against the things that were close at hand.

In a moment, Wanli Lone suddenly felt dizzy, his limbs were weak, and he seemed to be unable to use his strength at all. This is no small surprise. He reached for the table, trying to stand up. Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, his eyes turned black, and he fell softly on the floor with a "pop~", and he didn't know what to do, and he fainted completely. The famous lonely traveler on the rivers and lakes is now capsized in the ditch, and it is "the hound must die on the mountain, and the general will inevitably die before the battle".

Di Shusheng heard the movement in the next room and knew that he had succeeded. Immediately laughed and took the cigarette gun back. This soul incense attacked, Tian Boguang will be in a coma for at least a few hours, and he will definitely not be able to get in the way of his own business tonight. He took a few deep breaths, tiptoed out of the room, and walked up the stairs to the second floor, to the front of the room where Yilin lived.

The room was facing the hallway, and there was a window. Although it has been tightly covered, it is only made of paper paste. Di Shusheng laughed proudly, drew a gourd in the same way, lit the smoking gun with "five drums of rooster crowing and five drums to return the soul" again, and then carefully pierced the window paper with the cigarette gun and sent the smoke into the room. At the same time, Mei Zizi began to fantasize about how to make a big difference later.

I was thinking about being happy, and suddenly, I heard a strange cry of "Eevee~" at his feet. Di Shusheng subconsciously followed the sound to look, and immediately saw a small animal that looked like a fox and a rabbit, and I don't know when it began to dive to his feet, and was blinking at his big eyes. Fearing that it would wake up the beautiful little nun in the room, Di Shusheng hurriedly raised his foot to drive it away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his feet moved, there was suddenly a sound of "whew~" and the palm wind breaking through the air sounded. But someone quietly walked behind Di Shusheng and slapped him hard at the back of the neck. Di Shusheng has never studied martial arts, how can he afford this? With the palm of his hand split, he was struck by lightning as if he had been struck, and he didn't even hum half a sound, and fell to the ground on the spot, not knowing anything.

"Snort~" sounded softly. The person who knocked Di Shusheng unconscious lit a fire, and he could see it clearly under the bright firelight, but it was Yihe, the great disciple of Hengshan. She sneered, kicked Di Shusheng twice, and said hatefully: "Kill a thief who kills a thousand knives!" As soon as he spoke, the door of the room opened with a "squeak~". Ye Yongxing stood at the door and said with a smile: "Sister Yihe, drag this yín thief in." ”

Yihe nodded, grabbed one of Di Shusheng's right feet, and dragged him into the room. Immediately, the candles were lit, and I saw Su Ziling, Yi Lin, and Zheng Cao and Qin Juan, two lay disciples, all sitting around the room. They all soaked their handkerchiefs with water and covered their mouths and noses, so that although the smoke was strong, it could not harm them. Everyone had just dropped the scholar Nadi, and suddenly heard the sound of footsteps on the other side of the stairs, and looked out, it turned out to be Yiqing, Yizhen, Yiwen and other three great disciples of Hengshan, who also carried Tian Boguang, who was unconscious after inhaling smoke. It was also placed on the floor, connected to the head and feet of Di Shusheng.

Although there is a word harmony in the name, the essence of xìng is impatient, and it is not harmonious at all. She casually took the long sword resting on the bed, "Qiang~" pulled the sword out of its sheath, and sneered: "Both of them are damn thieves!" One sword was cut down, one by one. ”

"Senior sister, you wait." Yiqing acted more steadily, and hurriedly opened his mouth to stop Yihe, and said, "This Tian Boguang, if you cut it, you will cut it." But this surnamed Di is the nephew of the prefect of Datong Prefecture. If we cut him, will it implicate the Hengshan faction? In my opinion, more things are better than less, or a small punishment and a big commandment, just forget it? ”

Ye Yongxing interjected with a grin: "There is no need to fight, two senior sisters, the younger sister has a good idea, which can not only teach these two yín thieves a lesson, but also be absolutely profound, ensuring that they will never forget it." And you don't have to kill anyone. Would you like to hear it? ”

The horse monkey soju is both pleasing on the outside and good on the mouth. Therefore, even though they have only known each other for a long time, Yi Qingyi and other Hengshan disciples have already treated her quite well. In addition, the two yín thieves were able to be caught this time, also thanks to the night Yongxing ventilation report. Now that she has a suggestion, the two nuns are naturally willing to listen. Yihe put the sword into the sheath and asked curiously, "Sister Xiaoye, what are your good ideas?" ”

"A good idea is...... Wow, wow, bow! With a wicked smile on his face, Ye Yongxing took out a small white porcelain bottle from his bosom and held it high in his palm. Everyone looked through the light and saw a red note on the bottle, with a few words written on it. Yi Lin whispered: "I love a piece of firewood? Saya, what is this? Such an odd name? ”

This sentence not only Yilin wanted to ask, but even the rest of the Hengshan disciples were also full of curiosity and just wanted to ask clearly. Only Su Ziling's face suddenly turned red and took a sip. Said: "Xiaoye, how are you ...... How do you bring all this stuff with you? ”

Horse Monkey Shochu smiled evilly: "Because it's fun." He then placed the bottle on the table and explained, "'I love a piece of firewood' is a medicine. As the name suggests, people who take this medicine will sao at a stick or stick-shaped object, and they will keep chasing after it to swallow it in their mouth. No matter how much the target resists, even humiliates him, or beats him, he still moves forward bravely and will not give up. ”

"Oops! Isn't that ...... chūn medicine? The disciples of the Hengshan Sect were shocked, and subconsciously jumped up and bounced back, lest they be touched by the small bottle. Qin Juan, a lay disciple, stammered: "Sister Xiaoye, you ...... You're joking, aren't you? This kind of thing is so dirty, so dangerous, why are you not afraid of taking it with you? ”

Ye Yongxing made a mischievous grimace at Qin Juan and said, "This small bottle is sealed with wax, of course I am not afraid of leaking." If the key bottle is accidentally broken...... Hehe, don't touch this thing, you can't stand it when you smell it. Hehe, yù Lin Supreme, I love Tiao Chai, command wolf friends, who dares not to obey? If you can't get out, who can compete? ”

Qin Juan was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Xìng grid is lively and particularly curious. He asked again: "If you can't come out, who can compete?" What does that mean? ”

Ye Yongxing smiled: "It's the world's first yín medicine, Qi/yín/Hehuan San." Except for that Hehuan San, this 'I love a piece of firewood' is absolutely incomparable. How's that, awesome, right? ”

Su Ziling sighed, covered her face with her hands, and shook her head helplessly. "What about that?" he asked....... Xiao Ye, how are you going to use this medicine? ”

Ye Yongxing picked up the medicine bottle, tossed it up and down, and said triumphantly: "I plan to do this." It's just ......" pulled the rest of the people and muttered their plans one by one. To outsiders, this muttering sound is exactly like ...... Devil's Murmur!

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Dizzy, Di Shusheng didn't know how long it had been. Suddenly, there was a loud "boom~", and a large plate of cold water splashed down on his head, splashing him all over his body. Di Shusheng shuddered a few times and woke up in a daze. It took me a long time to figure out that I was still in the inn, but I was lying on the floor.

Looking around, I saw a light like a bean in the house price. Above the dim glow of the fire, hung half of a silk thread that had just been burned. Looking along the silk thread, a large wooden plate is fastened next to the beams of the room. Obviously, this is a very simple mechanism. The wooden tray is filled with water and placed in the air, balanced by a thin silk thread. The oil lamp burns the silk thread. As soon as the silk thread was burned and the wooden plate tilted, the water inside would immediately splash down and pour on Di Shusheng himself, waking him up.

But who exactly is doing this? Who the just knocked yourself out? Di Shusheng's stomach was full of bird's anger, and he stood up and looked around, trying to find a scapegoat to vent his anger. When I turned around, I was suddenly stunned, but I saw that there was another person lying on the bed in the room. The man was stripped naked, and his back was turned away from him. From the light down, I saw that the man was fair-skinned, but his hands and feet were firmly tied. At first glance, it looks like a ...... Stick?

Stick...... Stick? Stick! When it was too late, Di Shusheng felt hot all over his body, his blood was rushing, his face completely turned into purple sauce, and his mind was blank, leaving only an instinctive thought that humans were born with. Before you know it, the work is as hard as a red-hot bar. He gasped for breath rapidly, and suddenly a flying body jumped on the bed, and he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and he started to gnaw around.

Di Shusheng didn't know. The water that was poured on him just now was not ordinary water, but a potion that was dissolved into a bottle full of "I love a piece of firewood" powder. Although it is not taken orally, the potional water penetrates directly into the pores of the skin, and the onset is accelerated.

This human stick is Tian Boguang, who is alone for thousands of miles. He was fascinated by the "rooster crowing and five drums to return the soul", and he didn't know what to do. But all of a sudden, someone pounced on him and did something wrong, even if it was a dead person, he should live at this time. As soon as he opened his eyes, he immediately saw Di Shusheng lying on top of him, both of them were naked, so there was no need to say much about what the other party was going to do.

Although Tian Boguang is good, he has never been interested in women. At this time, he was suddenly pounced on by a man, and it seemed that he was going to let himself suffer, this frightening was not trivial, and his soul flew out of the sky when he walked alone, even if he was desperately struggling to get rid of it. But his hands and feet were tied to death, and the effect of the smoke had not yet fully passed, no matter how much he struggled, it was useless after all.

In an instant, a sharp pain that seemed to tear his body apart and turn it in half suddenly came from behind. Tian Boguang subconsciously wanted to vent his pain with a hissing scream, but even his mouth was tied with a towel, and he could only barely let out a muffled whimper from his throat. It was not until this time that the lone traveler understood what kind of mood he was in when he went from house to house to steal jade and incense, and those flowers that were picked by himself were in the past. But when the time came, regret was already ...... Too late.

In a pair of tiger eyes, two teardrops have already condensed. Under the blood gathered, these tears turned out to be bright red!

Zhu Yan's first and second red tears fell.