I wanted to find Lian Wu to explore the wind, but when I arrived at the stone house, I found that the person was not there, and Lian Qiu Lianhu stayed in the stone house to take over the "training" work, and when he saw Feng Zhiping coming, he immediately greeted him with a smile, and he was even more enthusiastic about Niu Chunhan behind Feng Zhiping.

Niu Chunhan didn't dare to look at them, lowered his head and eyelids cautiously, and glanced straight at the wax statues in the courtyard.

The wax figures are not real wax figures, but large living people, naked without even wearing pants, and their whole bodies are covered with bait oil made of honey, and the sweet smell attracts countless insects and ants to surround them, crawling all over the body, the taste is not at all unimaginable, and the scalp explodes at a glance.

But these people can't move, in order to prevent them from secretly moving, the tiger brothers "considerately" hung bells on their bodies, delicate and small silver bells don't say to move, the wind will jingle when the wind blows, the two brothers can not care about their own or the wind blows, whenever this time will appear in front of the bell's eyes like lightning, full of "concern" to ask if they are tired, and at the same time take a knife in the part of the bell very gently and slowly draw a shallow small mouth that happens to see blood, in order to "encourage".

This training Niu Chunhan has practiced, called "Who is the wooden man", and was named by Lian Wuyi himself, and the childlike name is full of outrageous bad taste.

For this training, Niu Chunhan worked hard to remember, six feet buried alive in front of it was like playing, how dare he face the "enthusiasm" of the Qiu Hu brothers, and moved behind Feng Zhiping with his head and body down without a trace, so as to expose himself to the sight of the two as little as possible.

Feng Zhiping was not surprised by Lian Wu's "abuse practice", he didn't even glance at it, and left after asking about Lian Wu's return date.

It wasn't until he walked out of the gourd mouth that Niu Chunhan breathed a long sigh of relief, smiled wryly at Feng Zhiping's playful hug, and bowed down to thank him.

"Fifth Uncle's methods are a little bit better, but he is all for your good. Feng Zhiping was afraid that he would have a bad heart, so he said.

Niu Chunhan solemnly bowed: "My subordinates understand." ”

Feng Zhiping nodded, knowing that Niu Chunhan was a smart person, so there was no need to say more.

Lian Wu's training method is cruel, it is simply destruction rather than training, but this is also his purpose.

You must know that there is no weak person who can go to that courtyard for training, at least it is a cultivator like Niu Chunhan, how can a master of the innate realm still need to accept that kind of training that is a hundred times harsher than that of a recruit, the reason why this is so is because they need to feel these tortures, endure until they get used to these pains, in case they encounter accidents in the future and fall into the hands of the enemy.

They are secret guards, they are people who walk in the dark, as leaders, each of them has a large amount of sensitive and deadly information in their hands, if they can't withstand the torture and shake out, even if it is only a little bit of a star, then it is not only them who will die, but more people will bury them, and even the entire Sword Marquis Mansion will be shaken and subverted because of them.

Lian Wu is a pragmatic person, he is very suspicious, he does not believe in loyalty, integrity and such things, he thinks that if you want to keep your loyalty and integrity, you must have the ability to keep it, not only extraordinary strength, but also inhuman endurance, just use your mouth to say slogans no matter how loud it is empty words, so he referred to the experience of his predecessors and heavenly listening supervisors, and personally designed these "trainings".

In his words, if he is practiced in the future, it is better to practice first, anyway, they are all congenital, with strong resilience, and it will be fine if there are ghost hands in the two medicines, just toss to death.

Regardless of whether his opinion is correct or not, at least the effect is good, to this day, there has not been a traitor above the middle level in the Jianhou Mansion, and even Kong You, who is in charge of the Heavenly Hearing Prison, once said to Feng Moxiu with a smile, Your child is tighter than my Erlang's mouth.

However, it is another thing to understand whether he can bear it or not, Niu Chunhan once longed for the secret guard, and now, he only hopes that he can be a dog leg under the prince of the world for the rest of his life.

In the next few days, Feng Zhiping resumed his previous life, and every day he would warmly invite Jing Wuxin and the four of them to visit the city, and when he was tired of staying in the city, he would go outside the city, or climb the mountains and swim in the water, or go to the scenic courtyard to live, no matter where he went, every time he went home, he would "drop by" to an inconspicuous street in Nancheng District, looking at the cold inn in the middle of the house from afar, imagining what the fiery red inside was doing, and then turning around and returning home.

Only Niu Chunhan accompanied him, he didn't even bring Wu Dong, only Niu Chunhan knew that Zhan Qianwu was here, and vaguely guessed something, excited and glorious, but also deeply worried about whether he would be killed.

After waiting for a few days, Lian Wu finally returned home, and Feng Zhiping came to the door as soon as possible.

After the routine greetings, retreating from others, the two faced each other across the low stone table, Feng Zhiping considered his words and began to knock on the side.

If you change someone, you will definitely not be suspicious, but who is Lian Wu, Feng Zhiping is a grandson, he is the ancestor!

In just three or two sentences, he heard that something was wrong, and after a few more sentences, he couldn't bear it, frowned and put the cup on the table, staring straight into Feng Zhiping's eyes.

"The young master has something to say, and there is no need to beat around the bush. ”

Feng Zhiping was stared at by him, but he didn't dare to speak out, and argued with a smile with a hint of luck: "If there is any direct talk, it is to ask how the defense of the city has been recently, after all, the old man is not here, in case Huangquan sends another master..."

Lian Wu raised his hand to stop, and said lightly: "The defense of Quanzhou City belongs to the city defense army, the security belongs to the Yamen of Quanzhou Mansion, and the surrounding security belongs to the local security and township brave regiments, if the young master wants to ask these things, he should not come to ask the old slave, but should go to the prefect, these affairs are all managed by him, he knows best." If the young master doesn't want to say it, forget it, if he says it, the old slave will know everything. ”

Feng Zhiping was helpless, gritted his teeth and asked, "Is Zhan Qianwu here?"

Lian Wu was stunned, and then smiled unpredictably: "Don't you know, young master?"

"How do I know!!"

Feng Zhiping instantly exploded, looked at Lian Wu's strange smile, softened again, and said with a stinky face: "Yes, I have seen her, I just want to ask if you know that she is here, why didn't you remind me in advance?"

"It was ordered by Master Hou. Lian Wu refilled a cup of tea for Feng Zhiping, and it was still cold white water, "Master Hou said that this woman is not hurtful, so let her go, after all, we owe her family, she doesn't make trouble, and we can't drive people away." ”

Speaking of this, a cold light flashed in Lian Wu's eyes: "What, the young master has suffered a loss under her?" If so, the old slave will go and 'invite' her to leave. ”

"Don't, I didn't suffer, how can I suffer, you look like a loser!"

Feng Zhiping waved his hand again and again, and secretly pinched a cold sweat in his heart.

Last time, Zhan Qianwu made a big fuss in the Hou Mansion, because of the loss, Feng Moxiu strictly ordered him not to fight back and scold and not to fight back, which is reasonable and normal for others, but it is intolerable for others, he has long held back his anger and wants to find a chance not to say goodbye to this "princess".

Sure enough, Lian Wu's eyes flashed with imperceptible disappointment, and he smiled: "That's fine." ”

Feng Zhiping breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped talking.

Lian Wu waited for a long time and didn't wait for the next step, and couldn't help frowning again: "Young master, does there anything else you want the old slave to do?"

Feng Zhiping pondered it again, nodded and said, "Well, but it's not a big deal, it's just that when I met her, she made a request, saying that she wanted to be quiet and quiet, so let's not disturb it, and don't let others know that she is here." ”

Lian Wu ran: "No problem, as long as she doesn't make trouble, the old slave will be her air." ”

Feng Zhiping couldn't help but purse his lips, secretly saying that even the five qi is really big, and he still holds such a grudge after so long.

"Is there anything else that the young master has to do?" asked Lian Wu.

Feng Zhiping smiled: "No, what's the matter, you have something, you are in such a hurry to drive me away?"

"Why, the old slave won't drive you away. Lian Wu said with a smile, and took out two letters from his arms, "Since the young master's matter is over, then it's time for the old slave, there are two letters, one is sent back by the Hou Ye urgently, and the other is entrusted by His Royal Highness the Sixth, both of which are to be handed over to you by the old slave himself, please take a look." ”

"For me?"

Feng Zhiping was stunned, then overjoyed, grabbed the letter, threw away his father's and tore You Jinglian's first, not surprisingly, Jinglian's letter should be the major event related to his future life.

The letter was not long, and after a moment of sweeping, Feng Zhiping frowned suspiciously.

In the letter, You Jinglian did not mention the dissolution of the marriage contract, only said that he should enter Beijing as soon as possible, and other matters would be discussed in detail. Odd books

Details?

Do you want to go to Beijing to talk in detail?

Feng Zhiping faintly had a bad premonition.

After thinking about it, he picked up the letter paper and shone it on the sunlight outside the window, and then raised the paper and looked at it, but found nothing, and asked Lian Wu to ask for a fire fold and burned it, and when the paper turned yellow and browned, he closed the fire, did not give up, picked up the cup and splashed it, the ink instantly leaked, and the handwriting became blurred.

After a toss and still didn't find it, Feng Zhiping wrinkled his eyebrows depressedly.

Lian Wu looked interesting, and took out a porcelain vase playfully: "Young master, do you want to try this?"

"What is this?"

"The Manifestation Potion works with most invisible inks you can find on the market, so if you're not up to it, you might as well try it. ”

"Here's it!"

Feng Zhiping grabbed the porcelain vase and was about to pour it up, but Lian Wu stopped him.

"That's not how it works, old slave for you. ”

After taking the letter, the bottle mouth was close to the paper, and even five internal forces were urged, wisps of water vapor evaporated from the bottle mouth, and the paper was smoked as the whole paper moved as the bottle, and the surface of the paper seemed to be covered with a thin layer of wax and slightly reflected.

Shaoqing, Lian Wu put down the porcelain vase and handed the letter back: "Young master, please see." ”

Feng Zhiping took it, read it carefully and repeatedly ten times, and put down the paper helplessly.

No, nothing, don't say that there is a hidden message, there is not even a mark similar to a code, what You Jinglian wants to express is written directly on the paper.

"What the hell!"

Feng Zhiping swept the paper to the ground and stepped on it hard, and couldn't help but recall the conversation with Zhan Qianwu that day.

It's so unreliable, it's so unreliable!

Even if you're smart, even if you're smart, you have to give me a word of advice, even if it's just a little bit of it, and don't let you know what it means!

Picking up the letter and patting the ashes, he put it into his arms speechlessly, Feng Zhiping turned his head and picked up another letter.

Feng Moxiu's letter is shorter and more straightforward than You Jinglian's, and it is summarized in three sentences.

Leave for Beijing now!

With Jing Wuxin, they are together!

Be careful on the road, don't let people get dirty, don't let them die, and most importantly, don't let yourself die!

Finish.

Feng Zhiping was completely speechless, and his heart became more and more weird.

You Jinglian let him enter Beijing, and the old man also let him enter Beijing, how did he feel that these two people exchanged songs and summed up one thing?

Is there something big going on in the capital?

Feng Zhiping felt that his manual teaching was too short, so he could only ask for help.

"Uncle, has there been any news from the capital recently?"

"What kind of category does the young master refer to?"

"How can I say that there is no strange thing to happen, or a sign that it is about to happen?"

"This..."Lian Wu thought for a while, and said tentatively, "Chang Maocai, the father of Chang Maocai, the servant of the Criminal Department, is ninety-two years old and wants to marry Jin Zhongbo's youngest daughter to fill the house, that girl is only fifteen this year, and she just died last month, Chang Daren disagreed, and had a big quarrel with the old father over this matter, and the family was in trouble, does this count?"

Feng Zhiping was expressionless: "What else?"

Lian Wu said with a smile: "Ma Anbo's work to the spiritual sense, there has been no deposit in a hundred years, the recent limit is approaching, the skill is declining thousands of miles, I don't want to die the tree and spring again, half a foot into the soil of the decayed body actually let a maid next to him plant a fetus, I heard that the maid is dedicated to serving him in the study, except for the study of the two have no chance to contact, now Ma Ambo's house is arguing over whether to stay for this child, Ma Anbo himself wants to stay, but several of his children and grandchildren feel too ashamed, insist on fighting, now..."

"Okay!" Feng Zhiping raised his hand to stop, glaring at Lian Wu or two with hatred, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it, say these messy things to trick me?"

got up and walked out, stopped when he went out, turned his head and said with a stinky face: "You are in charge of the secret guard, you don't want to do it in the future, tell me, I will pay for you to build a theater, you write a book, I will find someone to sing, it will definitely be popular!"

After that, he slammed the door and strode away, and there was a shouting and a certain cow's resigned echo outside the house, and they gradually drifted away.

Inside the room, Lian Wu smiled dumbly, shook his head, leaned back a little to let the shadow cover half of his face, and his smile slowly converged, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, Lian Wu shouted outward: "Lian Qiu." ”

The door opened and closed quickly, and he fell silently on one knee before him.

"In. ”

Lian Wu didn't look at him, looked at the roof and said softly: "The young master is going to the capital, I'm afraid the road will not be peaceful, you take a team of people to follow secretly and don't let him find out, remember to protect the young master, all those who don't open their eyes, no matter what identity or origin, kill!"

Lian Qiu lowered his head and smiled: "Yes!"

Lian Wu frowned slightly, lowered his head and looked over: "Don't be careless, this time the opponent may have 'friends' from afar, you must be careful and 'entertain' them well." ”

Lian Qiu realized, bowed his head and promised: "Yes, my subordinates understand." ”

Lian Wu hesitated for a moment, and said softly in a flat tone: "You are also careful, pay attention to safety." ”

Lian Qi's eyes and nose were slightly sour, and he buried his head deeply: "Yes." ”