Murong Yanda finally agreed to Ruan Zun's request and allowed him to go to death row to see Ling Zhen. Vertex update is the fastest In addition to Ruan Zun's personal identity, Ling Zhen's death sentence really made Murong Yanda regret.

Death row is a prison built ten feet underground, and it is very dark and full of all kinds of fishy atmosphere.

Led by the cell boss, he went to the innermost cell. Outside the cell door was a torch, and the cell was made of fine iron, and a man with blood and hair over his shoulders sat on the ground, leaning against the bars, with iron chains on his feet. Judging from the aura on his body, the other party was only an intermediate spiritual warrior, and the light was dim, and it was obvious that the meridians were severely damaged.

He didn't move, as if he were asleep.

"Lord Ruan, this is Ling Zhen. The cell boss pointed inside.

"Thank you, big brother, I'll go in and have a few words with him. Ruan Zun said, and secretly a gold ingot fell into the hands of the other party.

The cell boss snorted, put the gold in his sleeve without a trace, and then opened the door with the key. He attached it to Ruan Zun's ear and said: "Lord Ruan Qi, this person is more important, and he is still a prisoner. Although it is approved by the adults, it is good for the flag owner to say a few words, don't stay for a long time, so as not to give people a handle. ”

"The kid understands, thank you big brother. Ruan Zun thanked him.

And the cell boss departed far away. Ruan Zun walked into the prison, came to the man, and asked, "Zunjia, is Ling Zhen, who is known as the thunderbolt, Mr. Ling?"

The man's body shook, obviously not heard anyone call himself by such a title for a long time, and raised his head, revealing a young but old face that had been tortured, and that bloodshot eyes were cloudy but unwilling.

"Mr. don't dare to be, I'm Ling Zhen. You are someone sent by the imperial court, if you want to kill me, you will kill me with pleasure, why let me suffer for so many years!" he said in a hoarse voice.

"Sir, I misunderstood. Ruan Zun said, "Boy, my surname is Ruan Mingzun, and I am a spiritual priest of the Xinzhou branch of the Eastern Jiangxi Branch of the Demon Suppression Palace. Because he was an old acquaintance with the prefect of Murong, he came to visit. When he heard that he had fallen into prison, he had some doubts in his heart and came to him for advice. ”

"Huh. Ling Zhen laughed, a little sad in his laughter. In fact, he should not be yet thirty years old, and this laughter seems to have experienced vicissitudes. He said mockingly, "I thought you were here to save me." ”

Ruan Zun was stunned. He does have the intention of rescuing him, but in the current situation, the other party is a prisoner, and he has the heart but is powerless. Not to mention anything else, Murong Yanda would never agree.

"Mr. Ling, I will definitely try my best to save him, but at this time, I don't dare to pack a ticket. Ruan Zun said.

Ling Zhen was still sarcastic, and said, "I heard the prison guards call you the banner master. Lord Ruan Qi is really a warm-hearted old man, you and I don't know each other, and I am a Qin criminal, why are you willing to take a big risk to save me from a Qin criminal?"

The other party was straightforward, and Ruan Zun decided not to hide it, "Because boy, I want to make a more powerful fire thistle terrestris for use in the battle against the spirits, and I heard that Mr. is an expert in firearms making, so I came here to ask for advice." ”

"Expert?" Ling Zhen asked.

"It's the one who is the best at it. Ruan Zun explained, "If Mr. can help develop this kind of thistle terrestris that can kill and injure spiritual people, the kid will definitely do whatever it takes to save Mr. out." ”

Hearing the words "killing and injuring the spirit", Ling Zhen's body shook, and finally raised his head, looked at Ruan Zun seriously, and after a while, smiled, shook his head, and said: "This is impossible! The fine iron struck out by the existing gunpowder explosion power of the Song Kingdom is not strong enough, and it is not enough to break the defense against the spirit!"

"If it's a kid, I'm sure to make more powerful gunpowder?" Ruan Zun looked at the other party.

Ling Zhen's face was suddenly shocked. He was not confident that he would be able to survive, but as soon as he mentioned the way of gunpowder and artillery that he was best at, he immediately raised his spirits.

"That's what I thought, with this more powerful gunpowder placed in the thistle terrestris, a large number of fine iron fragments depicted with a specific effect of the defense breaking formation were placed inside, and then a composite formation of spirit storage and detonation was carved on the outside. When used, it infiltrates with spiritual power and then throws it out. The spiritual power detonates the gunpowder through the compound formation, and at the same time, it also triggers the soul-breaking magic circle on those fine iron fragments, which is enough to cause a defense-breaking killing effect on ordinary spiritual soldiers. Ruan Zun slowly said his thoughts.

"The idea is doable. But the key part is the power of the explosion of gunpowder. Ling Zhen said, "I still say the same thing, the most powerful gunpowder made by the Song Kingdom now is not enough to have that kind of power. If you can't do this, everything is empty talk. ”

Ruan Zun looked confident, and took out a large stack of white paper, pen and ink, and a wooden ruler from the acceptance ring, "Mr. Gunpowder Wei doesn't have to worry, and Mr. Formation don't have to worry either. Mr. only needs to draw the appropriate size, thickness and structure of the new type of thistle terrestris according to my ideas, and calculate the size of the blasting fine iron fragments, the amount of gunpowder, etc. Of course, if you have a better proposal, please also put it forward. ”

Ling Zhen didn't take those things, and his eyes were a little cold, "You and I have never known each other, and we only met for the first time today, why should I help you do these things?"

"It's simple. Because, you don't want to die yet. Ruan Zun also said lightly.

Ling Zhen didn't say any more, he didn't know why, he seemed to feel a familiar aura from the kid in front of him, and this aura gave him an intuition that he felt that the other party was a person worth trusting.

"It's not that I'm afraid of death, it's that I don't want to, I don't want to die with grievances. He gritted his teeth and clenched the fist in his hand, "There is no problem with my artillery, the reason why it was blown up was framed!"

"Framed?"

"It's a spy of the Liao State!" Ling Zhen gritted his teeth and said, "They don't want to see the Song State have an extra weapon to attack the city and plunder the land, so they find a way to damage the cannon and blame me, not only destroying the cannon, but also killing me!

Ruan Zun's heart sank and asked, "How do you know?"

Ling Zhen said: "I didn't know, but after entering the prison, for such a long time, I have been thinking about the situation on the day of the test day all day and night. I think that among the twelve gunners of the Jingshi armor arsenal who gave me help at that time, two of them behaved differently from the behavior habits of the Song people!"

"Those two people, the official language is much worse than the other ten people, and they are all selected from the Beijing Division A battle library, and they have been training hard in Beijing for many years, even if the official language is bad, it will not be so bad. ”

"It's no surprise that the dialects vary from place to place. Ruan Zun said.

"It's very different. Moreover, these two people, I think about it carefully now, both of them seem to have wolf head tattoos on their chests. It's just that they have been well disguised, and it is extremely rare to see the original appearance, but it is vaguely above the wolf's head and wolf ears. The god wolf is the most revered god of the Liao people, and all those who are honest and honest like to tattoo the wolf's head on their chests. I didn't think about it before, but now that I think about it, wouldn't it be the right one?" Ling Zhen said.

"So, you are very wronged?" Ruan Zun said.

"Naturally wronged. I did my best for the Song Kingdom. The Demon Suppression Hall was going to attack Liangshanbo, so I worked tirelessly to develop artillery and firearms for them, but in the end, it ended up like this...... Your Majesty was frightened, and no one defended me......" Ling Zhen said, his emotions stirred, "I am in this prison, and I may be dragged out and beheaded at any time, do you know what it feels like?"

Ruan Zun listened to him say a lot. Ling Zhen was relatively calm at first, but the more he talked about it, the more angry he became. It wasn't until he finally calmed down that Ruan Zun said, "I need you in the production of firearms. If I can get you out, will you serve me?"

Ling Zhen looked at the other party for a while, and couldn't believe these words, the other party was really too young, and he was just a junior spirit master. But now he is in danger, and the dead horse can only be a live horse doctor. Moreover, the more powerful gunpowder that the other party said also made him itch.

He stretched out his trembling hand, pressed it on his heart, looked at Ruan Zun, and said: "If, if Zun can really let me go out alive and wash away my grievances, then Ling Zhen will be a cow and a horse in this life, and he will not give up!"

(To be continued.) )