The prison guard urged, and a angry cry was poured on his head like ice water.

"Hurry up, grind and chirp like a bitch. ”

Ye Luo turned his head, walked about five or six more cells, and was kicked into it by the pawn, and almost stumbled.

Li Feiyan glared at the pawn, flicked his sleeves and turned to leave, chased a few steps out of the prison door, Wei Xun and Chu Rong'er stood side by side, Wei Xun was still laughing with the greedy prison warden Cao.

Youzhou is quite far away from Qingzhou, and there is a lack of horses on the way back, so it took half an hour to return to the house.

Chu Yanbai was waiting in the middle hall and told the slave maid to call the young lady back.

Chu Rong'er and Li Feiyan just entered the house to warm their hands, holding a hot teacup in their hands, and couldn't stop sighing.

"Miss, the master is looking for you to ask!" Ling Yu said softly.

"Got it, Sister Lingyu!" Chu Rong'er replied kindly.

Chu Rong'er opened her hands to roast around the stove for a while, her hands were hot, and she rubbed it lightly on her cheeks, which was comfortable for a while.

Out of the door of the West Garden, he carried the pale yellow velvet skirt with his right hand, and trotted to the middle hall.

Chu Yanbai beckoned her to sit beside her, leaning her head on her shoulder and stroking it, like a chick hiding in the chest of an old bird for several days, enjoying herself.

Chu Rong'er opened her mouth and asked, "Daddy, you weren't in the mansion before, where did you go?"

"Rong'er, I went to your Uncle Linghu's house, he has a good relationship with Lord Xu Xiang, and begged him to come to the rescue and help Luo'er, after all, the real power of Dali Temple is in the hands of Xu Xiangye. ”

Chu Rong'er stood up in surprise, hugged her father's arm and cheered, "Thank you, Daddy!"

Linghu Yuan went to the Prime Minister's Mansion with Uncle Linghu, and was just about to step up the bluestone steps, when Youzhou Mu Wei Zheng stepped down from the four-horse Liugai.

They are fellow ministers, and they laugh when they see each other.

"Brother Zheng, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

"Brother Qian, fortunately, there is Linghu's nephew behind you!"

Uncle Linghu smiled and said: "It's the dog, the political brother has good eyesight." ”

Wei Zheng ordered the servant to carry two boxes through the side door, and then the servants on the Linghu Mansion also carried two boxes and followed him.

The two humbled each other and entered the Xu Mansion together.

Suddenly, the two arrived at the middle hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xu Chonghuan was not in the mansion, listened to what the slave said, and went to Wangyue Tower.

The three of them rode alone and rushed to the Moon Tower a hundred miles away from Beijing.

When we arrived in front of the Moon Tower, it was already dusk, and the birds were home.

Wangyue Tower is surrounded by the river, is a small island in the middle of the river, a five-meter-long wooden trestle bridge is the only path, the long bridge is more than 30 meters, all are mortise and tenon iron nails to build.

The three of them dismounted and tied the reins, walked across the wooden trestle bridge, and arrived at the entrance of the building.

The guards' iron helmets and silver armor, unable to see their eyebrows, nose and lips, were all covered by iron-shell masks, and their bodies were a cut taller than ordinary people, they were all burly and strong, with tiger backs and bear waists, as if the silver armor was going to be torn to pieces.

Mochizuki Tower is a city in the heart of the river, the scale can not be compared with the capital, but it is also a candle lamp like day, there are countless pavilions next to it, and there is a pole of green bamboo on the street, which is used to dry brocade, leaning in the corner.

All the women living here are taken captive from the south of the Yangtze River, the beauty and ugliness are different, but they will reel silk, and they are first-class brocade silk weavers, and most of the silk products sold in Youzhou are produced by Mochizuki Tower.

These women have no husband, Xu Chonghuan occasionally comes to find two women for clinical treatment, a night of clouds and rain, I don't remember the appearance, sometimes into the house, directly from the room wrapped in the sleeping woman to indulge the big bird, absurd.

At the beginning of each month, a round of vacations gives these soldiers the opportunity to indulge in the room, and the soldiers fight for the same woman, and there are a lot of white knives in and red knives out, and Xu Xiang completely lets the fight be killed, as a training soldier.

It also means that Mochiyue Tower is a secret money village of Xu Chonghuan, and it is also a merry city.

On the third floor, eight attendants surrounded Xu Chonghuan's knees, wearing rouge and gouache makeup, leaning crookedly on Xu Chonghuan's chest to drink.

The eight servants are all men in their twenties, not so much men as eunuchs, who have lost their male roots, no beard, white and pure, they look like women, only the Adam's apple is larger than ordinary women.

At that time, Yongwang Tang Xuanmin participated in the book, told Emperor Wei, Xu Chonghuan used power for personal gain, brutalized Zhongliang, just out of the east gate of the imperial capital of the capital, he was cut into white bones by the eight servants, that night battle, more than 100 people died, all of them were dead soldiers trained by King Yong, martial arts, and by no means lagged behind the ordinary swordsmen of the rivers and lakes. Dali Temple censored and arrested eight innocent civilians for scapegoating.

There are impermeable walls in the world, and the reputation of the "Eight Dogs" has been rumored in the neighborhood overnight, and no one dares to provoke the eight most powerful "big white dogs" in Weiguo.

The three of them waited for the summons, but were taken by the two ironclad soldiers to a dark room, only a ray of light could be seen in the skylight, the black lacquered walls, and a trace of noise could be heard in the cracks of the iron door, which was vague.

The candles are bright, and you can only look at the three of them. Wei Zheng, Ling Hu Qian and Ling Hu Yuan took turns to slam the door, no one responded, and it was useless.

When it was a child, the obscure sun was like a corner of the arc, as if it was about to disappear.

Suddenly, a woman's hoarse cry rang out, and the shadow of the fire faintly flickered in the crack of the door, and the three of them were startled again, and listened to the movement outside the secret room in silence.

At the head of the Moon Tower, the Heavenly Master sacrificed the sword to worship God, and after the Taoist runes, the ashes of the incense case were sprinkled into the ice surface of the river.

Nine fifteen or sixteen-year-old beautiful girls were tied to the ice surface of Jiang Xin, and eight silver arrows were cast with Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Xun, Gen, and Dui, which were displayed in front of the bow in Xu Chonghuan's hand.

There was a stack of wood on the ice, and the fire was brightly lit, and the nine girls did not have a trace of expression on their faces, like zombies.

Xu Chonghuan put the Qianzi silver arrow into the bow and aimed it at a female Tianling Gai and shot it.

"Boom"

A woman fell to the ground with blood spurting blood on her forehead, was dragged away dozens of feet by ironclad soldiers, chiseled a hole in the ice, stuffed it into an ice hole in the heart of the river, and sank into the river to feed the fish.

In less than a moment, none of the eight silver arrows remained, and eight of the nine girls were also poured, all of which were eaten by fish in the sinking river.

The remaining girl was taken to the Wangjiang Tower by the ironclad soldiers, stripped naked and tied to a huge feng shui stone plate, which seemed to be an artifact of heavenly creation.

The three incense sticks of the Heavenly Master lit the Tianxin eyebrows, and the tenfold effect of the "Misty Scattering" was burned, and the girl fell asleep like a dead corpse.

The Celestial Master took a bright dagger and broke open his chest and took out his five internal organs.

The blood-soaked heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys are placed on a plate, placed in a charcoal fire and barbecued, and after being cooked thoroughly, they are chopped into meat puree with a knife, and nine people sit around, grabbing and drinking in their hands.

There are secret rumors in the market, beyond sixty-four divination, those who embrace the five elements, cultivate the strength, and the Daomen can boast of feathers and flying immortals, and cultivate to the realm of Dacheng.

Xu Chonghuan waited for twelve years to wait for the yin time, the yin moon and the yin person, and among the girls he shot, maybe he was a wild seed.