After the conversation between the three of them was over, after a few more sips of tea, Ma Geng and the two walked out one after the other.

Ling Huisi turned around and stared at the statue of Guan Gong, the light in his eyes flowing, obviously thinking about something. I don't know if he is hanging this image, whether he is flaunting his yearning for Guan Gong's loyalty, or simply using it as a symbol of the God of Wealth.

……

Out of the Ling Mansion, turn left twice and it will be a secluded alley. Ma Daming glanced back and forth for a few weeks, bolted the horse to a stone pier at the entrance of the alley, and slipped in lightly.

He opened his mouth with one hand, slashed at his throat with the other, and spat at the sour water.

Looking at the pale golden water stains, a cold sweat broke out on Ma Daming's forehead, and he couldn't help but be afraid. Although he had known about Ling Weisi's ruthless viciousness, he was still shocked to poison people so decisively.

If he hadn't noticed that the color of the tea in his bowl was a little darker than Geng Tianba's, and he stopped after only taking a small sip, I am afraid that he would never have escaped the fate of poisoning.

Rao is like this, Ma Daming still feels that the blood on his body seems to be stagnant a little, and his heart is full of fear.

This kind of poisonous effect, could it be the pots of extremely poisonous Jinbo Xun flowers in Ling Huisi's hands? That shouldn't be able to survive at all, I heard that even Ding Dian, a first-class master with profound internal skills, couldn't resist it, let alone himself who practiced external skills?

It seems that it is a flower stem or something, it is estimated that Ling Huisi does not want to really poison people, but is ready to take an antidote to control himself.

Ma Daming was full of thoughts, and he didn't know for a while whether he should pretend to be poisoned and return to Lingfu to take refuge "sincerely", or immediately get on the horse and flee, leave the land of the two lakes far away, and never come back.

At this moment, he felt a gentle kick in the back, hitting the big vertebral point, and the whole person fell softly towards the water trail on the ground, and he was about to stage a situation where his face was soaked in poisonous water.

The poison of this golden wave flower is extremely powerful, and it dissolves in water at the moment, and once it splashes and stains the eyelids, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not penetrate into the eyes and make people blind.

Ma Daming was terrified, and he didn't know where the strength came from, and finally bent his arms under him at the last moment, so as to avoid this catastrophe.

Just as he was panting for breath, a cold and crisp female voice sounded behind him. "'Committed to thieves, just to uproot the forces behind them, right?' Loyal to Ma Daming, remember who I am? ”

Zhao Qing kicked again, unlocked the acupoint for him, smelled a very faint strange fragrance in the air, and continued to speak: "You were poisoned by Ling Weisi?" Although it was a question, the tone was quite affirmative.

Ma Daming slowly got up and nodded. His expression was horrified and surprised, and he couldn't stop thinking about how to quibble.

"What's it like to find someone to treat a skin cut?" Zhao Qing asked, "What does Ling Huisi mean, does he want you to mobilize the entire sect to find the famous doctors on the rivers and lakes?" By what? The face of the government? ”

"That's not what it means."

Knowing that the other party's martial arts were so strong that he infiltrated the Ling Mansion and listened to the conversation of several of them without being discovered, Ma Daming became more and more panicked, and did not dare to look directly at Zhao Qing, but just lowered his head and said:

This means that I personally endorse my own sect and promote it to the outside world. Of course, this is an immoral act, the girl asked me to change it, I changed it, and I resolutely refused to do it if I didn't do it. ”

Zhao Qing suddenly realized that Ma Daming was not the person in power in the sect, and it should be so. "Is there anything special about the 'Wansheng Knife' door you are in? Can Ling Hui's thoughts be propagandized? ”

She remembered that Ling Huisi was not only the prefect of Jingzhou, but also the leader of the Longsha Gang of the Shuanghu Gang, and his power was huge, so he didn't necessarily need the momentum of the "Wansheng Knife" Gate.

Ma Daming didn't understand what Zhao Qing meant, and said honestly:

"There are actually not many masters under the Wansheng Dao Sect, and the martial arts of the head of the sect are probably similar to those of Wanzhen Mountain. The ancestor of this sect, that is, my great-grandfather, was originally the brother of Ma Xingkong, the head of the Pegasus Dart Bureau sixty or seventy years ago. ”

"Ma Xingkong's grandson is a pair of twins, who somehow learned extremely superb martial arts and achieved the reputation of a first-class master in the eastern Liaodong region. Later, our Wansheng Daomen inquired about the relationship between this distant relatives and went to climb the relatives, which greatly strengthened the momentum of the sect. ”

Hu Fei's left and right servants? Zhao Qing thought secretly, Lian Chengjue followed the words of the Snow Mountain Flying Fox, and he didn't know if the Hu family sword and Miao family sword had been passed down, and if he was free, he could go and find it.

"I just don't know what the situation is on Geng Tianba's side. Shanxi Taihang Gate Wai Kung Fu is famous, and it is rumored to have a relationship with Shaolin Temple...... Presumably, Ling Huisi had already grasped the actual information. ”

Ma Daming finally finished speaking, calling Ling Huisi by name when he mentioned it, and tried to make cuts.

"Well, Ling Huisi asked you to find a famous doctor, so you went to find it. When the time comes, you make up a fake identity and recommend me to help treat the injury. Don't think about playing tricks, you know the consequences. ”

After Zhao Qing finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed the saber on his body, and flicked his index finger on it, causing his knife and sheath to turn into a piece of scrap iron. Then he threw it at the poisonous water on the ground, smashing a deep pit on the road, which can be regarded as cleaning up the poison.

Without looking back, her figure flickered, and in an instant she had left the alley.

Ma Daming smiled bitterly twice, and also walked out, leading the horses towards Ling Mansion.

……

The prison in Jingzhou Mansion is located behind a deserted alley.

In order to prevent escape, the prison is separated from the outside world by an extremely high wall. But despite this, the people in the vicinity still feel quite unlucky, and very few people pass by here.

The waning moon on the fifth day of the first lunar month was particularly clear, and the silver-white light passed through the high walls in the distance and the iron fences nearby, and fell obliquely on the ground, leaving gray and white bright stripes.

It was a large stone house about two feet square, the walls were made of rough stones, and the ground was also paved with large stones, and there lived two men in tattered clothes, dirty, long hair and shoulders.

Both men were shackled on their hands and feet, and wore two iron chains in their lute bones, apparently being serious prisoners held by the government.

One of them was a little thinner, and fell asleep with the moonlight on his back, facing the wall, and not a finger of his right hand resting on his shoulder; The other, with a bearded face, sat cross-legged on the edge of the iron sill, staring up at the flowers on the window sill of a tall building in the distance, with a gentle smile on his face.

Suddenly, the man inside trembled, and the chains clanged. He had a painful expression on his face, as if he had suffered some terrifying nightmare, and began to call in a daze: "Senior sister, junior sister! ”

This sad and miserable poor man was Di Yun, and the other person was his cellmate Ding Dian.

"Alas, Brother Di." Ding Dian heard Di Yun's call, walked over to look at it for a while, and sighed sadly.

In the past two days, Di Yun did not take the initiative to mention to him what happened to him, but with the remarks of Shen Cheng that he heard yesterday, and the pink wedding cake printed with the small words "Marriage of all relatives, a hundred years of good harmony", Ding Dian had already guessed most of it.

Although on both sides are the two families of Wanqi who killed Mei Niansheng, who is almost his "master", he never imposes the blame on the descendants of the enemy.

Seeing Di Yun so sad, coupled with the fact that he had been wrongly blamed for three whole years, Ding Dian felt quite sympathetic in his heart.

Suddenly, he reached out and pointed two fingers at Di Yun's waist and under his arm, and the sound in the stone house suddenly stopped.

It turned out that Ding Dian was worried that Di Yun would continue to be sad and sad day by day, and his spirit would become weaker and weaker, so he had to order Di Yun's sleeping hole, hoping that he could have a good night's sleep.

At this moment, there was a sound of light and dense footsteps on the roof not far away, as if several light fighters were rushing towards the prison at the same time.

Ding Dian's luck was clear, and he looked out through the fence, and saw that there were as many as eight or nine people coming, including men and women, monks and Taoists, and it seemed that it was not all the way.

One of them was an unkempt old beggar, carrying a bamboo stick in his hand, and his appearance was somewhat familiar.

"Yan Daping?"