Yang Dingxiao was countered by Lin Yi, Wang Qiang went up and snatched the "Imperial Order" from him, shook the tassel on it, and slapped Yang Dingxiao's face several times.

"Bring it to you! Why aren't you crazy now? What the hell is Zilan everywhere, not an inch of grass grows, and you have watched too many TV series, right? ”

At this moment, he is controlled by others, and no matter how angry he is, he can't have an attack.

blame him for his arrogance, thinking that he knows everything about the "foursome", and this operation is already in control.

caused myself to be so embarrassed now.

"No wonder Feng Zhennan didn't get a bargain from you, it's really a hard stubble!"

"Tell me, what are you trying to bring us here?"

Yang Dingxiao sneered twice.

"Will you let me go if I say so? We are all adults, so we don't need to do these tricks, Mr. Lin. ”

"That's not up to you, I want to see if it's your hard mouth, or my needle! Lulu, take the golden needle, shoulder well, Qi Hai, Shenque, each apply a needle! ”

"Okay!"

Bai Lu took out the golden needle from her bag and walked towards Yang Dingxiao.

He is a practitioner, and naturally he also knows a little about acupuncture and massage, once these three acupuncture points are applied together, the limbs cannot be controlled, the numbness is unbearable, and there are thousands of ants gnawing at his bones.

Yang Dingxiao just wanted to struggle, Lin Yi's knees slammed up, and his hands pulled hard, and he immediately stopped.

Bai Lu recognized the acupoints through the clothes, pierced with three needles, and Lin Yiyi let go.

Yang Dingxiao immediately collapsed to the ground, curled up in a ball, and his whole body kept convulsing.

"You get used to it first, and when you want to talk about it, let me know."

Everyone surrounded Yang Dingxiao in the middle, watching him roll all over the ground, scratching all over his body, but his hands and feet did not obey the call.

The green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, and they were red from head to neck, and after a while, Yang Dingxiao couldn't bear it anymore, and his mouth was slurred and began to ask for forgiveness again and again.

"I said. I said, "

Lin Yi squatted down and twisted the three golden needles outward, and Yang Dingxiao's body suddenly relaxed.

"What kind of organization is the 'Purple Marquis'?"

"All I know is about them. They are collected all over the world. Scavenge all kinds of rare antiques and do both. The broker also collects"

This is basically consistent with the news that Lin Yi and they heard about the "Purple Marquis" in the early days, as they continue to deepen their understanding, as well as the content of the ledger that Mr. Xu Baijiao copied at the risk of death, reselling antiques and being a middleman to make the difference is only one of their purposes.

It's like the "Emperor and Empress Buddha Map" of Luodu Longmen.

There are thousands of cliff carvings there, why did you choose these two?

"What are you setting up traps to lure us into opening the spatial passage here?"

"Legend. The general of the wilderness was the private army under the command of the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty. We are here to dig graves and loot for personal use. ”

That sounds fine.

The "Four" also found this place with the intention of looking for the "small treasury" of the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Hearing this, Lin Yi smiled and nodded.

"I'll give you a chance, you're useless!"

After that, he reached out and twisted the golden needle into Yang Dingxiao's body.

Yang Dingxiao immediately let out a ghost crying wolf-like sound.

"Ah~~~"

Lin Yi squatted in front of him:

"You have fallen into the Northern Wei Emperor's fight, so naturally you should know that the Ming weapons here have long been emptied by them. Still trying to make up nonsense to fool me? ”

Yang Dingxiao's head was bruised, he gritted his teeth, his eyes stared at Lin Yi viciously, and the corners of his mouth twitched several times.

Suddenly, there was a foul stench from beneath him.

This guy was incontinent and incontinent, and yellow soup flowed down his trouser legs.

The onlookers around him covered their mouths and noses and ran away.

"You can't die a good death if you are surnamed Lin. Ah~~"

Lin Yi stood up disapprerovingly.

He had just observed that this Yang Dingxiao was more or less a bit of a cleanliness addict to his body.

Every time your hand touches something else, you should wipe it with a hand towel.

When he moved the needle of Qihai just now, he picked it up slightly, moved to the abdominal Tonggu acupoint, and helped Yang Dingxiao to "open the gate and release water".

At this moment, his emotions have reached the verge of collapse, his whole body is itchy and unbearable, and he is incontinent, which is worse than death.

"One last chance for you!"

Lin Yi stepped forward and took out a part of the golden needle of the sea of qi, and Yang Dingxiao lay on the ground on his back, panting heavily, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and his face was bloodless.

The limbs were still unable to move, and the upper and lower lips were shaking:

"The real rulers of the 'Purple Clothed Marquis' organization are a group of descendants of ancient blood, who are looking for all kinds of artifacts engraved with ancient characters around the world, as for the purpose, people of my level can't touch it at all."

"What level do you belong to in the 'Purple Clothed Hou' organization?"

Lin Yi asked.

"Internally, the orchid is classified according to the species, my code name is 'Qingpu', and I have a tattoo of this orchid on my chest."

Wang Qiang squatted down and ripped off his clothes, and on his left chest, there was indeed a tattoo mark the size of a thumb, which was in the shape of a broad, green-edged orchid.

"Qingpu ranks in the upper, middle and lower grades of "Jinzhang Lanpu", thirty-two kinds, and the fifth among the lower grades. Judging from this order, he is really not a big role. ”

Qian Sheng reads books, and he has always been unforgettable.

He already knows the content of "Jin Zhanglan Spectrum" well.

In the book, the ancient species of orchids are sorted, and there are 10 kinds of top grades, 10 kinds of middle grades, and 12 kinds of lower grades.

"Qingpu" ranks fifth in the lower grades, which means that in this organization, Yang Dingxiao really has no rank.

"Why do you even know about Lanpu?"

"You wouldn't still be using Jin Zhanglanpu as a codebook, would you? It's too out of step with the times! ”

Wang Qiang replied with a mocking smile.

"We may have a lot more than you think, so I advise you not to hide it. Say, what exactly are you here for? ”

Yang Dingxiao let out a sigh of relief.

"This space is an ancient altar built by the first saint Fuxi himself, and the remains of the ancient divine beast - Ryoma are buried, and I am here for this thing."

Hearing that Fu Xi and Ryoma were mentioned again, Lin Yi immediately cheered up.

"What's the use of this Ryoma remains?"

"I don't know, I'm just running errands, I don't know anything else."

"I don't understand, is your Yang family short of money or status? When you go to Xiangjiang, your apprentices and grandchildren can talk and laugh with the wealthy families over there, and you can't carry you in a sedan chair when you go out at your level?

What kind of price did the 'Purple Marquis' offer you to make you so willing to work for him? ”

Wang Qiang was very puzzled and squatted beside Yang Dingxiao, and as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a strange smile on the corner of Yang Dingxiao's mouth.

The whole person was like a sudden power outage, his eyes rolled, and he was completely motionless. (End of chapter)