"There is indeed a forbidden spell in the stone prison that sealed Ma Yuanyi inside the Imperial Prison, but the people and horses responsible for arranging that prohibition are all from the subordinate officials of Taishi Ling, even if I am in charge of the documents in the Imperial Prison, I don't have much opportunity to get close to there for an in-depth analysis of the prohibition. ”

These words are purely fooling people, when the people and horses of Taichang Temple were banned, they did not avoid people, and even if Wei Ye didn't see a ten, he also saw through seven or eight points. It's just that when accepting the commission, the difficulties and obstacles are always a little bigger, and the client will feel that it is worth the money.

Frowning, Wei Ye shook his head and continued: "Do you know why Chao Gai Jiangzhou chose to save Song Jiang in "Water Margin"? Because whether it is Jiangzhou Prison or Luoyang Imperial Prison, it is a fortress in itself. And the attack and defense of the fortress, in the era of cold weapons, can only rely on the bloody tactics of the army ant to attack the city, regardless of the battle loss ratio. There are spells in Luoyang Imperial Prison, and there are guards outside, whether it is the heroes of Liangshan or your Luoyang Branch, there is absolutely no such military force to carry out such a rescue operation. ”

"Moreover," Wei Ye glanced at Gan Wantang strangely, "According to the plan of Taiping Dao in history, you should regard 'opening the palace gate through the internal officials who believe in Taiping Dao, and then controlling the palace in one fell swoop', as the highest goal of Taiping Dao's Luoyang operation, right? ”

"Vested interests have never been a class seeking social change. ”

Wei Ye and Gan Wantang never said this extraordinary ordinary sentence very tacitly, but they glanced at each other with feeling.

But this dim sum was connected to the divine spirit, and it was instantly thrown aside by these two spellcasters who both had the qualifications of immortal warlocks.

In fact, the clever thing hidden in Wei Ye's words was already blatantly probing the secrets inside the Luoyang branch of Taiping Dao, if it weren't for the fact that he had some pleasant cooperation experience with the Luoyang branch of Taiping Dao, this topic alone was enough to make the two people talking into a cold spot.

Not wanting to waste saliva with the guy in front of him on this kind of issue, Gan Wantang shook his head and ended this kind of doomed and fruitless conversation:

"If we have a need elsewhere, we will definitely give you a new commission. ”

"Okay, please contact if necessary, but don't send the coffin to the door again. Wei Ye patted the cedar coffin under his buttocks, raised his hand by the way, and took the transfer slip of the Astral Gate magic artifact items handed over by Gan Wantang, and he handed over the annotated volume of "Ruyi Land Book Shikui Chapter".

"The original Daomen magic weapon refining secret, the Ruyi stone making method, I think it's worth the price you offered. ”

"I hope your Hell Defense Spell Analysis is the same as this commission. ”

After receiving the Taoist book deciphered by Wei Ye, Gan Wantang held the edge of the coffin and jumped out as light as a feather. In the sunlight, her black hair hung down like a ghost in the day, and her body brought out a wonderful sense of transparency, and then disappeared.

Wei Ye, who was a little familiar with this kind of stealth technique, shrugged his shoulders, raised a hand to He Ming, who had been staring at him, and pretended not to see the other party's expression of several wallets being stolen: "Gan Saijiu looks very busy, then you still have anything to entrust, so I will take it all at once." ”

In response, the green steel rod hit the ground, smashing a fist bluestone that had sunk into the ground and shattering it.

He Ming's voice sounded sullenly: "The person who hid in the big gun mansion formation that day and shot and injured Brother Ma Yuanyi, is it you?"

I thought that a certain immortal warlock would be a hypocrite and immediately deny it, but Wei Ye's answer completely exceeded He Ming's expectations: "So there will be this kind of problem if the number of spellcasters is too scarce, it is simple that a single spell comes from is so easy to guess." ”

Someone recognized the account too quickly, and was so sincere that it was not fake, which made He Ming hold his breath in his throat.

And the initiator crossed Erlang's legs, supported his jaw with one hand, and looked at him patiently.

"Ah Ming, do you have anything else to entrust? Our family has recently also undertaken the equipment attachment business, if we bring our own attachment materials, we will only charge 5% of the equipment price as a labor fee. ”

After another terrifying silence, He Ming lowered his body, so that his gaze was parallel to the shameless immortal warlock who was playing a scoundrel, and opened his mouth word by word: "You better find a team to join in as soon as possible, whether it is the Big Gun Mansion or the Northern Captain, so that I can see you on the battlefield." ”

Looking at the young warrior of Taiping Dao indifferently, Wei Ye replied with a straightforward and natural attitude: "As a reserve general of Taiping Dao, Xiao He, can you make a face? Xiaosheng, even if I know a few spells, it is also a proper civilian personnel, let civilian personnel go to the battlefield, what kind of team must be so bad that can make this kind of assignment?"

Eating a set of ancestral taunting skills of the old Wei family on the front, if you change your heart if your heart is not strong enough, you can really hold your breath directly. Fortunately, He Ming is not the kind of sissy man with a delicate mind, so he turned around directly and shouted: "Little ghosts, go back with me!"

This time it was Sima Ling who answered: "Eh, are you going to leave now?" It's not too late to drink this cup of licorice, tangerine peel and sour plum soup before leaving." ”

Sima Ling's sentence is almost the same as the Song people's soup send-off, and the Qing people's tea send-off, as if "have you eaten" and "good morning" and "good afternoon" have the same meaning. However, He Ming was silent for a while, but took out a bowl-sized yellow skin gourd and handed it to Sima Ling, who poked his head out of the Dan room: "Then pour me a gourd." ”

Well, the preface is retracted, He Ming is not a sissy man with a delicate mind, he simply has a big heart that does not move.

In Wei Ye's "defeated by this kid" look on his face, Sima Ling looked at him with a strange look, and finally served a gourd of licorice tangerine peel and sour plum soup. The uncle and nephew watched with subtle expressions as He Ming put on a high-imitation mask and walked out of the door with the two orphans pretending to be bereaved.

He Ming left, but Wei Ye still sat on the cedar coffin with his legs crossed, looking at the sky thoughtfully.

This is an afternoon, Wei Ye doesn't practice swordsmanship, he just carries the peach daughter on the ground to write and draw. It wasn't until sunset in the west, when there was still an hour to go to the edict, that they settled down.

He stood up, closed the coffin lid with his backhand, and when he walked into the Dan room, Sima Ling was fiddling with his bamboo slip terminal to watch the documentary channel of the Astral Gate, and a warm and magnetic old man's voice sounded in a low voice:

"At the end of spring, it is the season when the short-tailed monkeys are active. Although the crocodile is the biggest threat to the monkey group, the crocodile is the threat to the young male monkey who challenges the throne of the monkey king, and the crocodile is ranked behind the old monkey king. ”

At the end of the bamboo slip, the male monkey, who deliberately provoked the Monkey King, cleverly and seemingly panicked, fled to the bank of the river where crocodiles roamed. Just as the Monkey King pounced, the challenger cleverly grabbed the drooping treetops on the riverbank, and the Monkey King landed on the crocodile's mouth......

Wei Ye glanced at the terminal of the bamboo slip seemingly nonchalantly, and the scene of the crocodile biting the monkey king and rolling in the water on the screen was indeed thrilling enough. The noncommittal immortal shrugged his shoulders and said, "Take care of the door", and then took away the bamboo slip terminal.

"The next time you return to the Gate of the Astral Plane, you should go through the formalities of getting officially inaugurated. ”

Saying this, Wei Ye turned off the viewing function of the bamboo slip terminal, dodged Sima Ling's cat fist in a flash, and walked out of the old shrine in a flutter.

To be honest, there is nothing to see in the edict prison now, even the stone prison prohibition, Wei Ye can also reproduce it if he has gathered people. However, there is nothing to say about receiving a day's money and food, and always fulfilling one's duty for one day.

What's more, today, Zhou Bin's eggless castration has to pretend to interrogate Ma Yuanyi at night, and the Xiyuan Forbidden Army also has to send a few officers to talk back, at such a momentous moment, whoever is absent from work and asks for leave to slip away, it is not without eyes, but simply without brains.