readx;? After all, Yang Jing had just woken up, and his body was still very weak, so he went to the barracks cell to look around, then returned to Zhao's mansion, ate something, and fell asleep on the bed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I didn't dream this night, and when I woke up, it was already the time to hold the lamp, because the maid and the mother-in-law and the cook of the Zhao Mansion were all scattered, and Lu Baiyu was in charge of Yang Jing's diet, and was sitting at the table outside at this time.

"How long have I been asleep?" Yang Jing touched his groggy head, looked out, it turned out that it was raining lightly outside, and when he saw the exquisite side dishes on the table, he suddenly had a great appetite, so he sat down, didn't take chopsticks, reached out and grabbed a piece of stew, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

Lu Baiyu was obviously still angry, and didn't answer, he wanted to hand the chopsticks to Yang Jing, but he stretched out his hand and put them back.

"I went back. ”

"Don't be, sister, sit with me for a while" Yang Jing also knew that Lu Baiyu was a character who turned his face when he said it, but he still wanted to keep it, and Lu Baiyu unexpectedly said that he would leave without giving any face.

Yang Jing also smiled helplessly, alone in a flickering lamp and a table full of dishes, and he had no appetite and no mood.

was eating boredly, Li Yu walked in from outside, took off his coat and hat, shook the water stains on his body, and said to Yang Jing excitedly.

"My lord really expects things to be like a god! That man really didn't die!"

Yang Jing was still depressed because Lu Baiyu was angry with him, and he was not in the mood to talk about business, so he beckoned to Li Yu and said, "Come, sit down and eat together, and talk while eating." ”

Li Yu knew the rules of the Imperial City Division better than anyone else, and he didn't dare to serve it at the table, so Yang Jing was no longer reluctant.

"How did you know that the man was not dead?

Yang Jing took a bite of the dish and replied slowly: "Actually, I'm not sure if he is dead or alive, but as a master of the White Bull Sect, he can kill his companions one by one, whether it is his heart or ability, he should be first-class, the so-called cunning rabbit three holes, these strange people, which one or two tricks of the golden cicada to escape from the shell and cross the sea?"

"Under normal circumstances, after death, blood circulation will stop, and all kinds of death phenomena will follow, although the scene of that person is tragic, the flesh and blood are blurred beyond recognition, but the death phenomenon is a little strange. ”

"What kind of strange method?" Li Yu almost misunderstood Yang Jing earlier, and now he admires Yang Jing so much, so he naturally wants to ask clearly.

"After being dead for so many hours, the corpse mortis should have formed a long time ago, and the compressed muscles will not be able to bounce back to their original shape, although the man's body is stiff, but the muscles are still elastic, although the body temperature is very low, it is still higher than the other corpses, and besides, his fingernails have been pulled out, but the blood is scarlet, not black and red like the others, although the right hand is closed and fractured, but the swelling is different"

"Combined with this phenomenon, it is not so difficult to confirm that he cheated death"

Yang Jing only stayed in the cell for a while, but in such a short time, he was able to find and lock this suspicious person in time, in addition to the detective's intuition, more is rich experience and keen insight!

What's even more commendable is that Yang Jing's on-the-spot adaptability is also amazing, the reason why this person pretended to be dead was to wait for someone to be transported out of the camp as a corpse, and then take the opportunity to escape!

Yang Jing sensed his intention to pretend to be dead, so he planned and asked Li Yu to transport the corpses outside the camp, and the rest of the things were very logical.

Li Yu casually found an excuse to let these corpses cool down for a while, and the person naturally couldn't hold it back, but he didn't know that when he fled, Yang Jing had already asked Tang Chong to summon Lu Chang'an over, and used the secret inspector of the Imperial City Division to follow this person, and if nothing else, he should be able to find the stronghold of the White Bull Sect!

The White Bull Sect originally liked to pretend to be a god and play ghosts, and preferred to collect and win over strange people, and even the authentic relics of Zongyun, the true way of the whole truth, were recruited into its banner, which shows that the White Bull Sect has established a deep mass foundation among the people, at least the theory of the White Bull Sect is extremely inflammatory and easy to convince.

Because Zong Yun is a righteous disciple of the Quanzhen Dao, not to mention erudite and talented, he is even more shrewd and profound, even such people have joined the White Bull Sect, how can ordinary people resist the preaching and lobbying of the White Bull Sect?

Yang Jing asked Li Yu for the details again, and told him to send more people to pick up Lu Changan's people, and after filling his stomach, he continued to lie on the bed.

His legs and shoulders had just healed, and in order to subdue Han Luoyin, the old injury on his right leg recurred, and it was even worse when he was hit by Zong Yun's palm, and he woke up after being in a coma for so long and continued to recover.

But Yang Jing was lying on the bed, but he couldn't sleep, because he always felt that there was a feeling of heavy swelling in his abdomen, and the dantian was swollen uncomfortably.

Yang Jing thought it was a backlog of stool, and ran to the toilet twice, but it had no effect, and when he returned to the room, his stomach rose again, and when he got up and walked around, the hard lump gradually disappeared, which made Yang Jing feel very painful.

After trying it a few times, Yang Jing finally understood what was going on.

When he lies still, a bulging hard lump will condense in the dantian, and under palpation, you will find that this hard lump is a bit like an inflatable ball.

Therefore, Yang Jing believes that this should be a hidden danger brought by the Jinguan Jade Lock, because Zong Yun's palm beat his meridians to pieces, and now teaching the Jinguan Jade Lock is to let Yang Jing repair the meridians by himself, of course, this is an extremely long process.

And Yang Jing doesn't know anything about internal strength, and he doesn't know how to exercise and regulate pranayama, so that when his true qi rushes, he will accumulate into a ball, but if he exercises himself and activates his qi and blood, his body will become much smoother, and he will gradually be able to eliminate the accumulated ball.

After figuring out this floor, Yang Jing decisively went out of the room and came to Zong Yun's residence.

He needs Zong Yun to provide a solution, otherwise he will have to walk around all night and not sleep peacefully?

Because Zong Yun's identity is sensitive and his role is extremely crucial, Luo Jin asked He Jianlong to personally lead the team, put Zong Yun's residence on guard, and defend it layer by layer, plus Lu Baiyu has already given him Gu, and he is not afraid that he will escape.

Seeing that Yang Jing came alone, and it was the middle of the night, He Jianlong was also a little puzzled, but Yang Jing was the benefactor of the Yuezhou Army, so He Jianlong politely let Yang Jing into the courtyard.

This courtyard is a separate courtyard on the edge of the house in the Zhao Mansion, the entrance is the living room, the back of the living room is the main room, next to the main room is the study, and on the other side is the kitchen, and there is a small back door next to the kitchen.

Yang Jing saw that the light was still on in the study, so he knocked on the door: "Has the sect chief ever slept?"

It's not that Yang Jing is hypocritical, this cloud is the legacy of the Quanzhen Dao Nanwu faction, it is a rare "animal", martial arts are unfathomable, the key is that he is still young, if he is given enough time, he will have a bright future, if he can persuade him to be good, the prodigal son will turn back, Yang Jing will have another boost, and the lineup of the team will be greatly improved, how can Yang Jing let it go.

Moreover, Taoism is the native sect of the Chinese nation, with countless worshippers, and the status of Taoism in all dynasties is not low, not to mention the status of Quanzhen Taoism in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Sure enough, Zong Yun opened the door gently, although he was only a little older than Yang Jing, he was old-fashioned, like an old master in his seventies and eighties, with his hands behind his back, and said to Yang Jing: "Xiaodao is just a prisoner under the stairs, why should Lord Yang pretend, this is your territory, if you want to come in, you will naturally come in." ”

Yang Jing didn't expect Zong Yun to speak so bluntly, such a temperament is easier to contact, if it is a smiling tiger and an old fox who are inconsistent, it will be a little difficult to deal with.

Yang Jing walked into the room and saw a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk, the top one was not dry, the handwriting was as vigorous as an ink dragon going to sea, old and spicy and tough, the structure was firm, and the pen was sharp, it was hard to imagine that it was from the hands of such a young man as Zong Yun.

"Under the Begonia Pavilion, Chongyangzi, Taiyi Immortal in the Lotus Leaf Boat. The Taoist chief really wrote a good hand" Yang Jing leaned over and looked at the character, and didn't know the source of this poem, so he had to praise Zong Yun's calligraphy.

However, Zong Yun didn't buy it, and sat down slowly, meditating cross-legged, closing his eyes slightly, and looking like a send-off.

"Lord Yang has something to say, please don't disturb Xiaodao Qingxiu if you have nothing to do. ”

Yang Jing knew that Zong Yun couldn't be so easy to contact, Yang Jing had also seen a lot of people with this kind of character, if he followed his temperament, it would be difficult to get close, for this kind of person, he could only arouse his interest, otherwise everything would not be discussed.

If he directly said the problem of his body, Zong Yun would naturally help him solve his doubts, but if he was so reluctant, Yang Jing was also afraid that he would leave hidden dangers to his body.

Besides, the internal injury was caused by Zong Yun's palm, and the healing was also done by Zong Yun, what was the condition in Yang Jing's body, Zong Yun was naturally clear, he didn't take the initiative to mention it, indicating that he wanted to use this matter to disgust Yang Jing, even if he took the initiative to bring it up, he would not do his best.

But what should be used to arouse Zong Yun's interest?

In the end, he is a Taoist priest, he can't use such vulgar things as beauty, wine, meat, gold and silver, Yang Jing is just a forensic doctor, there are no other skills to exchange, and he still remembers a lot of astronomical and geographical knowledge, but a Taoist priest like Zong Yun must travel the world, maybe he knows better than Yang Jing.

After thinking about it, Yang Jing suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he was secretly happy in his heart, but his face was as if nothing happened, and he said to Zongyun: "Yang visited late at night, and he really has something to ask the Taoist chief for advice, it is about the palm method."

Zong Yun sneered, as if he had expected Yang Jing to say this, and immediately said coldly: "You have accumulated true qi in your dantian, as long as you don't be lazy, take two more steps, it will naturally be eliminated, so why bother asking, just get out if you have nothing else!"

Yang Jing didn't think so, he smiled, and said to Zongyun: "What Yang wants to ask for advice is not the golden Guan Yulock of the Taoist chief, but a set of palm techniques created by Yang, which is a bit nondescript, and I want the Taoist to help take a look." ”

"Oh, palm technique, you dog didn't expect Lord Yang to hide it deeply, and even created his own palm technique, do you want Xiaodao to kneel down and kowtow to you?"

Zong Yun was also surprised at first, but after thinking about it, although Yang Jing was ruthless, he relied on a musket to surprise at that time, even if he had some skills in hand-to-hand combat, and his heart was ruthless enough, but if he wanted to create his own palm technique, it was simply a fool's dream!

Yang Jing didn't care, and still said to Zongyun with a smile: "The Taoist is a true disciple of the Nanwu Sect, so he naturally can't look down on Yang's palm, but Yang can't sleep horizontally and vertically, and he wants to use his fists and feet to eliminate the true qi of the dantian, and the Taoist is not asleep, so he might as well help Yang palm his eyes." ”

Yang Jing said this, and without waiting for Zong Yun to refuse, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, there was no sadness or joy on his face, with a faint joyful smile, and the whole person's temperament changed!

Zong Yun, who closed his eyes slightly, seemed to feel the change in Yang Jing's aura, and slowly raised his eyelids.