Despite the doubts in his heart, Ji Meiqiu did not ask the two flying cavalry generals and walked honestly to the middle cell. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The flying cavalry general obviously knew about the situation in the heavy prison room for a long time, and neither of them showed the slightest curiosity, nor did they explain it to Ji Meiqiu.

"Little white face, come to my sister. The two flying cavalry generals locked the door of Ji Meiqiu's cell and left without looking back. As soon as they left, the delicate voice sounded again.

Ji Meiqiu looked at the left and right, smiled bitterly, and secretly thought to herself: "It's not strange, it's self-defeating." ”

The flying cavalry general, who had already walked to the door of the cell, turned around and scolded loudly: "Old monster, pretend to be a ghost again, you look good." ”

"The slave family doesn't dare, the general please. The cell's delicate female voice sounded again.

"Master Hou, you are very safe here, stay at ease for a while. The leading flying cavalry general made a gesture towards Ji Meiqiu, and Ji Meiqiu obediently entered the middle cell.

The words of the flying cavalry general made Ji Mei Qiu Mingwu mention and confirmed.

The blood lingzhi is in his own hands, although there are "masters" to protect the Hou Mansion, he can't stand the means of many pretenders. Zhao Kuangyin imprisoned Ji Meiqiu in the prison heavily guarded by the Shenlong Guard, and there was nothing safer than here.

If Zhao Kuangyin locked himself up until the Blood Lingzhi auction, he would have to stay in the prison for a month. Ji Meiqiu smiled bitterly and shook her head, thinking about how to spend time in the prison.

Of course, the best thing to do is to meditate. There are no chores to disturb, and maybe you can break through the general's barrier here.

It's just that in this cell, there is an incredible strange phenomenon, could it be that Zhao Kuangyin specially arranged it? Ji Meiqiu was puzzled again.

After the flying cavalry general left, a soft female voice sounded again in the deep prison cell: "Little brother, come and show my sister why you came to the heavy prison cell." ”

Ji Meiqiu made up her mind: it's not strange, it's self-defeating. Ignore the strange sounds in the cell.

The soft female voice didn't help, and the rough voice continued: "Hai, little brother, why are you in a heavy cell?"

Ji Meiqiu was still sitting like a mountain, and at this time, he had already felt that these strange voices should be related to the unkempt old man in the cell on the right.

The flying cavalry general scolded loudly before leaving, which made Ji Meiqiu wake up to this.

There are no surprises in the Shenzhou Continent, Ji Meiqiu has heard of ventriloquism, heard of voice change, the old guy pretends to be a ghost, maybe he has such a thaumaturgy.

Next, the cell sounded the sound of the wind, the rain hitting the lotus leaves, the crawling of long snakes, the quarrel of children, and the noise of doing business in the downtown area.

Ji Meiqiu already had a plan in her heart, turned a deaf ear to all kinds of strange sounds, and sat cross-legged in the corner of the cell, ready to settle down.

"Woo woo, no one pays attention to me, I'm so pitiful. Ji Meiqiu didn't move, the soft female voice and rough voice disappeared, and the delicate voice sounded in the cell again, like a teenage girl being coquettish.

Ji Meiqiu still didn't move, and the white middle-aged man in the cell on the left laughed loudly: "Old guy, this trick doesn't work, the little guy is good at concentration." ”

The heroic middle-aged man said lightly: "Don't waste your thoughts, maybe this little guy is a mute." ”

"You will not be able to stop, let me calm down and think about my thoughts. Ji Meiqiu understood that if she didn't speak, these three people would not let her go.

"Little brother, maybe you still understand your situation, this is a prison tightly guarded by the Shenlong Guard, and it is a heavy prison cell, enter the heavy prison cell, don't think about going out in this life. ”

The white-skinned Zhuang Chinese is very kind, and his face reveals helplessness and frustration.

"Think of yourself as a character, little brother, you haven't realized what the prison is. The dirty old man no longer pretended to be a ghost, and leaned in front of the fence and said, "This is a heavy prison cell, and there is no chance to let the wind out, so don't think about going out, little brother." ”

"What if I can get out?" Ji Meiqiu didn't have a good impression of the dirty old man, and his tone was very stiff.

"There is no smell of birds in the heavy cell, and a newcomer is still a saw-billed gourd. The dirty old man said playfully: "Little brother, idle is idle, let's make a bet, how about it?"

"Bet, see that you don't have anything long, and you can't bet. Ji Meiqiu shook her head.

The dirty old man said solemnly: "If you win, I will teach you ventriloquism." ”

"Ventriloquism, it's just the thing that pretended to be a ghost? ”

The dirty old man sneered: "I haven't seen the earthly buns in the world, so you may not be able to learn it if you learn it, so let's let you see it first." ”

The heroic middle-aged man in the cell on the left immediately became agitated: "Okay, there is a trick to watch, it's fun when the little brother comes." ”

"Looking at the rain and clouds, leaning on the railing quietly, watching the autumn light. The evening scene is sparse, and Song Yu is sad. The water breeze is light, the apples are getting old, the moon dew is cold, and the sycamore leaves are yellow. Sending emotions and hurts, where is the old man? ”

The tactful and desolate sorrow fluttered in the heavy prison cell, making people feel angry. The dirty old man finished singing, and it seemed that the voice was still falling in his ears.

No one thought that the dirty old man would have such skills, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as an aftersound.

Ji Meiqiu understood, the dirty old man said in a very low-key manner that his skill was ventriloquism, and it was estimated that there was a profound exercise behind him, and after listening to it, he couldn't help but be moved.

Before that, Ji Meiqiu wanted to calm down and sort out his thoughts, not to pinch the dirty old man and the two middle-aged people, what he was thinking: What is Zhao Kuangyin doing at this moment?

Ji Meiqiu didn't think wrong, sending Ji Meiqiu to the prison was indeed Zhao Kuangyin's handiwork, and Zhao Kuangyin at this moment was also paying attention to Ji Meiqiu's movements.

accompanied Zhao Kuangyin, as well as Wang Chongyang and Yue Fei.

"Venerable, in the Champion Hou Mansion, there is indeed a peerless master guarding it?" The Blood Lingzhi is still in the Champion Hou Mansion, although it is claimed to be kept by the Martial Artists Guild. Of course, Wang Chongyang knew about this situation, and there was concern in his words.

Yue Fei smiled: "That's right. ”

Who Concubine Xiang is, Yue Fei already knows, and according to Ji Meiqiu's experience not long ago, he also understands Concubine Xiang's intention of following Ji Meiqiu's side. It's just that Concubine Xiang is unwilling to reveal her identity, so Yue Fei will naturally keep it secret for her.

"The current Bianjing can be said to be a meeting of the wind and clouds, and many great powers who have lived in seclusion for thousands of years have also appeared, all of them are from the blood of the Ganoderma lucidum, and there must be people who do not believe in evil here. Wang Chongyang is still not at ease.

The allure of the blood lingzhi is too great, and Wang Chongyang himself is also tempted, not to mention the power of those eyes on the forehead.

Zhao Kuangyin said lightly: "Don't worry, the Champion Hou Mansion is already under the strict protection of the Shenlong Guard, and any guy who is not long-eyed dares to disobey the rules, he will find that the current Great Song Dynasty is no longer what it used to be." ”

Wang Chongyang also has a mystery: "Your Majesty, in that case, why did you put Meiqiu in the prison to protect her?"