Early the next morning, the whole city was under strict ban. Heavily armed Roxan sergeants went from house to house searching for so-called "snitches". People didn't dare to say it in person, and secretly respected this snitch as a "flying man", and they couldn't stop pushing it.

Even if the whole city is searched, Luo Mansion is not immune. In the morning, in addition to the sergeant who searched, the lobbyist who had persuaded Luo Yan to cooperate with them came to the door again.

When Luo Yan heard that the whole city was strictly banned, he guarded against this guy's arrival. Yes, he put on his sick makeup early, wore a big fur hat, covered his body with a big quilt, and waited in a wheelchair.

The middle-aged man rushed in with a team of sergeants, and was obviously surprised to see him wrapped up tightly: "Luo Jun, your illness is not cured yet?"

Last time he came, he saw the dying Luo Jun vomiting blood, thinking that he would not live long. So, I went back and waited for the Locke family to report the funeral. I don't want to, after more than a month, I still don't see the white hanging at the door of Luo's Mansion. He felt like he had been deceived. It happened that the whole city was under strict prohibition today, and he personally brought people to search for it.

Before he came, he had planned it: I treated each other with sincerity, but the person surnamed Luo deceived me like this, it was a great bad conscience, and the sin was unforgivable. Didn't they say to the Rongren, "If you do the first year of junior high school, I will do the fifteenth year?" This time, I will not be polite. Regardless of whether the person surnamed Luo has anything to do with last night's snitch or not, the two of them must be in the same group! When I get to the prison of the military department, I don't believe that I can't pry open the mouth of the person surnamed Luo.

I don't want to, but I saw such a situation.

Luo Yan is very confident in his sick makeup this time. for it was the Lord himself who gave him easy tolerance. After making up, he and the people around him felt impeccable. In addition to Yi Rong, he also played a breath charm on his body under the guidance of the lord, and at the same time, he gathered his spiritual power and closed all the acupuncture points on his body that could be closed. The combination of the inside and the outside, this sick look is simply seamless. I just pretended to be like this to see my old mother. When the old mother saw him, she began to cry bitterly on the spot, thinking that he was really terminally ill and would die soon. Frightened, he hurriedly used his spiritual power to quickly restore his weak breath to normal, which is called stabilizing the old mother.

And now seeing the lobbyist's reaction, he has more confidence in pretending to be sick. Crooked in a huge wheelchair, he said in a weak voice, "I'm disappointed in Lord Fukai." In this disease, I'm afraid it won't get better. After saying that, he couldn't wait to open his mouth wide and pant like a bellows.

How can this virtuous person go to the prison of the military headquarters to endure the punishment! It is obvious that he can't even stand a slap. The deep well couldn't help but twist his eyebrows. He didn't like the feeling of miscalculation. I don't like it very much. Immediately, he asked sharply, "What's the matter?"

Acting has to be done in a full set. Luo Yan couldn't even win at this time, so he naturally couldn't answer. He pretended to be in a hurry, and his breath became even more unstable.

The guy in charge of pushing the wheelchair was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he didn't know it, and when he saw this, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and tears were about to come out. However, in the panic, he still firmly remembered the instructions of the steward, leaned down, stroked the chest of the eldest master, and said tremblingly: "Master, inhale, inhale hard......"

No one answered himself! Shen Jing was very angry, and pulled the little guy: "Say, what is his illness!"

His fierce appearance is really terrifying. Poor little guy, usually quite clever person, was so frightened that the two trembled, the upper teeth rattled and the lower teeth rattled, and for a while, he couldn't speak. Fortunately, beforehand, the steward watched him memorize the words and memorize them by heart. So, after a little relief, the words that I had memorized in advance immediately came to my mouth. He stammered and replied, "Old, sir, he has been poisoned, and the poisonous gas is deep, deep into the lungs, inside." It can't be cured. In the future, I can only use soup and decoction to raise, and I can't work hard. ”

As soon as his words fell, behind him, Luo Yan rolled his eyes, tilted his head, and stopped moving in his wheelchair.

"Master!" the steward who was guarding next to him immediately screamed and crouched down, reaching out to probe his snort, "There is still gas! Quick, go and bring the warm potion over the fire, quick! and, brazier, hurry up and get on the brazier!"

"Yes. "The men ran as fast as their buttocks were set on fire.

In a few moments the potion came, and so did the red-hot brazier.

The steward took the decoction and poured it all on the charcoal fire.

"Zila-", smoke rose up. The pungent smell of medicine spreads quickly.

"Quick, push the wheelchair closer. Don't leave the medicine!" the steward commanded urgently.

"Presumptuous!" I haven't seen him for more than a month, and Shenjing's official speech has grown a lot. He avoided the warm medicinal gas and roared. At the same time, release coercion.

"Dang Chang", the medicine bowl in the steward's hand was shocked. It fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

"My lord, my lord is angry!" The steward was closest to him, and he felt his coercion first, his knees sank, and he knelt down, "It was Lang Zhong who taught us to give it like this, to the master, to use medicine." ”

"yes. The rest of the people also knelt down, and echoed in embarrassment, proving that the steward was telling the truth.

And Shenjing saw that Luo Yan was still motionless under his own pressure, and the suspicion in his heart suddenly disappeared - there are only two explanations for this situation. One is that his cultivation is not as good as that of the surname Luo, so coercion is useless to him; and the other is that the person surnamed Luo has really fainted, so coercion is useless to him. The surname Luo is just a mortal Great Martial Sect, even in his peak state, he can't withstand his power. So, only the latter scenario is possible. The leprosy ghost had literally passed out. Moreover, according to his observations, this guy is now like gold paper, and his breath is like a gossamer, and it doesn't seem to be able to pretend.

"Rubbish!" he threw the little guy in his hand to the ground, and ordered angrily, "Withdraw!" As soon as the words came out, he turned around and left.

So, in an uproar, the Luosang sergeant who followed was clean in a blink of an eye.

The coercion on his body is finally gone. The steward didn't dare to be careless, wiped his sweaty face indiscriminately, and beckoned to the subordinates who didn't know the truth: "Quick, carry the master into the house." ”

"Yes. ”

The panic inside, the deep well that had just left the gate of the main courtyard heard it clearly, and said in his heart: It was really poisoned too deeply, and it emptied the lungs. The surname Luo is completely abolished. Zhu Rongren is really too insidious! I don't know if there is any action in the decoction just now......

Thinking about it like this, he was in a hurry and walked faster.

After Luo Yan was carried back to the house, he continued to pretend to be unconscious. When the porter reported that all the Luosang people had withdrawn, he opened his eyes, lifted the thick quilt, turned over and jumped off the bed, and hurriedly walked into the room next to him.

"Lord, do you see clearly?" he asked eagerly as soon as he entered the door. The Luosang people are too cunning. He was completely at a loss.

Shen Yun was drawing talismans in front of the table, and when he heard this, he raised his head and smiled lightly: "Hmm." The deep well is just a mid-stage cultivation of the green rank, and he can't see through your disguise. I'll draw you a few more breath charms for you. "Because next, he has to try to re-enter the ice and snow secret realm, and he may not be able to take care of this side.