"Gan Shi, Hao Jian, clown."

About an hour later, Zuo Weng spoke quietly.

"Rumors, I really don't know if it's true or not, Zuo Weng is not strange." Ling Muyun replied cautiously and respectfully.

"It doesn't matter, there is no place of peace in the world, why leave a skin in the world."

After Zuo Weng said this, as if he had no muscles and bones, he suddenly collapsed to the ground, and after a long time, there was no movement.

"Zuo Weng?"

"Don't worry, Zuo Weng has entered the fairyland, wait for a while." Second Brother Ye stared at Zuo Weng's "corpse" and spoke.

Open!

It's the voice of Zuo Weng.

Unpretentious, without earth-shattering and shocking mountains and rivers.

Just one word.

Ling Muyun's heart suddenly lightened, and the shackles on his body broke when he heard the sound.

The Yuan Qi between heaven and earth, like an initiation, goes straight to the literary hell.

The meridians that had long dried up were nourished in an instant, and the gurgling sound echoed in the prison.

"Yushu!"

The thunder roared, and Ling Muyun guided the jade pivot thunder to slash at the iron chain on Second Brother Ye's body, melting into red.

"Yikes!"

With the help of the iron rope being heated and softened, Second Brother Ye roared angrily, the green tendons burst out, and the iron chain was forcibly broken by him.

Ling Muyun saw that Second Brother Ye had untied his restraints, kicked open the prison door, bowed respectfully to Zuo Weng's body, and continued: "Go!" ”

"What sound?"

"It's Hell!"

"Big things are not good! Don't let the prisoners escape. ”

When the prison guards held torches and rushed in with a shout.

With the lights on, in addition to Zuo Weng's body in prison, how could there be Ling Muyun and Second Brother Ye?

"Quick! Inform Taishou! ”

People detained in literary prisons have always been like death row prisoners.

Taishou Daishi got the report and hurried over from the house.

After looking at the situation, he turned his head and glanced at the guards beside him.

The guards understood, drew their knives, and slashed the prison guards on duty on the spot.

"I just said that there has never been a person who escaped from the prison, and the prison guards lied about the military situation, so they must have had other plans." Dai Shi kicked the prison guard who fell in a pool of blood, and then said: "The people in prison can't stand the darkness and commit suicide, but it also saves a lot of manpower. ”

Ling Muyun and Second Brother Ye dodged out of the literary prison, evaded several waves of patrols, and found a deserted courtyard in the south of the city to rest for the time being.

There is no time in prison.

When he was imprisoned, Luoyang was only in summer, and when he came out, it was already cold and windy.

The reason why he didn't rush to get out in Luoyang was not because he was thinking about revenge.

A cart of finances is just a matter of returning, and the ink blade must be recovered, which is what Ji Fengxian left behind.

"There are also four fire god command flags, and I haven't understood the mystery of them yet." Ling Muyun carefully summed it up.

"What are Childe's plans?"

"Let's settle down in Luoyang first, and I'll go out to find out the news, and find some food by the way."

"I'm walking with Childe."

Ling Muyun looked at Second Brother Ye's skin and bones and shook his head.

Those who practice martial arts are the most important food.

Second Brother Ye was suppressed by the prison, his nutrition was poor, and he finally broke the shackles with only his strength, and he should recuperate at this moment.

is not like himself, when the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is replenished, the True Qi runs Zhou Tian on its own.

looks thin, but in fact, it does not affect cultivation.

"You recuperate first, and I'll go back when I go."

Ling Muyun flashed out of the courtyard wall, jumped into other people's courtyards, and casually found a cloth to change into.

Although it doesn't fit, it's more convenient than your own feather coat.

Throwing the feather coat back to the deserted courtyard, Ling Muyun pretended to be a farmer and came to Luoyang Street.

I thought that the officers and soldiers would be on standby, searching and arresting everywhere, but who knows, but it was surprisingly calm.

"Have you heard? The prison is empty. ”

"Oh? It is said that several prisoners who were held in the prison committed suicide. ”

"Where's the news? The people in the prison are not ordinary people. ”

"My brother-in-law, who is the guard of the Taishou, said it himself. Is this still fake? ”

There was a lot of discussion on the street, and Ling Muyun talked about the people who were imprisoned in the prison all the way, and he couldn't stand the loneliness and self-judgment.

"It's just a desire to indulge, or a fear of responsibility."

Ling Muyun didn't dare to be careless, and walked along the alley, pricking up his ears to inquire about the news.

I also went to the gate of Wenjiao.

A god stick dressed in the appearance of a Taoist priest set up the altar, holding a peachwood sword and a bell, and chanting words in front of the fire.

"I specially invited a mage to prevent the ghosts from doing tricks."

"Don't look at the ordinary wood, it's actually thunder splitting wood, a fire goes straight to the underworld, and the soul is scattered, how can you still be weird?"

"Sure enough, it's a demon, it's been locked up for so long, and the clothes on his body are still shiny!"

Ling Muyun pondered the discussions around him and put his mind at ease.

Dai Shi's public burning of the body, in addition to leaving no traces of responsibility, also has one point, that is, he does not want to cause trouble.

The body was burned, and there was no proof of death.

Those who have been wronged and have debts and owners, and those who are in prison, don't trouble him with Dai Shi.

The foolish people don't know the power of the prison, how can Dai Shi not know?

Take out any one of them, enough for him to drink a few pots.

Ling Muyun squeezed out of the crowd and walked back quickly.

Along the way, I took a few baked cakes and a roast chicken, remembered the name of the store, and returned to the small courtyard again.

"Childe, half an hour later, I'm going to go out to find you."

Second Brother Ye stood at the door, his neck stretched out a lot, and when he saw Ling Muyun's figure, he greeted him.

"Lay down your stomach first."

Ling Muyun was gobbling up food with Second Brother Ye, and at the same time, he told Second Brother Ye what he had seen and heard.

"The ...... of the Urgency"

"The priority is to bathe!" Ling Muyun interrupted Second Brother Ye's words.

Ling Muyun was still okay, he stole a change of clothes, so he wouldn't be too embarrassed, Second Brother Ye's outfit and sloppy beard were no different from a savage.

"Then I'll go fetch water and boil water."

"Do you see the pot?"

……

Even in Dingbei City, Ling Muyun was deducted from the moon, and he would not have such a hard time.

When the two of them looked at the bath bucket, iron pot and dry wood, their faces showed embarrassment.

After living for half a lifetime, the east family stole a pot, the west family followed a bucket, the south family took a pair of scissors, and the north family carried a bundle of firewood.

After taking a hot bath comfortably and lying on the reed kang laid by Second Brother Ye, a sense of satisfaction came to him.

"Wait for the evening, go to Taishou, find out some news, and borrow some silver by the way." Ling Muyun said to himself: "If you borrow something from someone else, you have to pay it back." ”

"Childe and rest, I have temporarily recovered my strength, and I will go for a ride in the evening." Second Brother Ye shaved his beard and said vaguely.

"That's not necessary, I still have some experience in circumventing the wall."

Ling Muyun smiled.

"I don't know where the poppies went."

Speaking of going over the wall, he remembered Dingbei City for no reason, turned over Yishixuan, and was hung on the Internet by Yu Meiren with a spell.

"Who is the poppy?" Second Brother Ye was curious for a while.

"The people who owe me a song to Xizhou."