Chapter 41: It is better to break the jade than to be complete

Yang Qinglian opened his eyes and saw that it was pitch black, it was estimated that he had been hanging on the floor for a while, he immediately got up to check whether his body was injured, and after confirming that he was safe, he began to seriously look around with the light filtered in through the window paper: the room was very simple, only a four-corner wooden table and a complete set of chairs were placed in the center, and the table was empty, not even the oil lamp for lighting.

Where is he? What is the intention of the man in black to arrest him? How to escape? Yang Qinglian did his best to calm the panic in his heart, and he moved to the tightly closed window, intending to find out where he was hidden by the thief first.

Just as his index finger was about to touch it, fluorescence flashed next to his face, and before he could react, the entire palm of his finger was nailed to the wall in the next moment, and the sharp pain in his brain exploded, Yang Qinglian's face was distorted, his forehead was pressed against the wall, his whole body curled up, and the other hand trembled and climbed on the back of the wall - a three-inch long needle pierced through the palm of his hand and pierced into the wall.

"County official, since you're here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" In the quiet room, a soft sound suddenly sounded behind his back that was sweating profusely, and suddenly Yang Qinglian stopped breathing, the fear in his heart broke through the last barrier, he turned his head tremblingly to see the face of the speaker, but before he could catch a glimpse of the figure, the afterimage flashed in mid-air, and the heavy palm slapped his face, and for a while he felt that the walls that were close at hand had turned black.

"I didn't let you see, what did you turn your head about!" the room was filled with anger for a moment, and another voice threatened viciously: "If you dare to be honest, you will cut off your hands!"

Yang Qinglian blinked, and finally regained his sight, he didn't dare to say anything for fear of annoying the wicked person to commit violence against him.

The people behind him saw that the county commander was honest and honest, and the woman's soft voice echoed unhurriedly in her ears again: "It's a last resort to invite you here today, it's really a little woman who wants to ask your adult some questions." ”

"What is the need to bother, you specially invited people here. Yang Qinglian, who was originally at a loss, suddenly became angry when he heard this kind of hypocritical words, and a nameless fire rose in his cavity: Now the bandit is imminent, but at this time, there was a sudden change, if He Fengqiu and others have news at this moment and can't find their own ideas to take their own ideas, it will be difficult to find another opportunity!

The strong wind behind his ears rose, Yang Qinglian thought that the person was rough, and hurriedly shrank his head into his shoulders, but with a light cough from the woman, the hand that should have hit him in the face did not fall for a long time, and the woman seemed to see his embarrassment, and her tone inadvertently revealed a little smile: "Adults don't need to panic, as long as adults answer truthfully, they can avoid the pain of flesh and skin." ”

"Say!" Even at this moment, the official authority cannot be lost in the end.

"Can you tell the little girl how you made all the mine owners in Yanqin die for you?"

Yang Qinglian immediately became alert and asked sharply: "What does this have to do with you?!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Qinglian's neck was immediately clamped, and his hand as rough as dead wood led his head and hit the wall directly, his forehead immediately felt a coolness, and a burst of * flowed down the bridge of his nose to his chin, and the top of his head was still the evil words just now: "Let you answer honestly, where are you asking so much!"

"Heh!" Yang Qinglian, who was covered in blood, laughed unexpectedly, and his difficult voice was full of mockery: "Even if you don't say it, I know that the barren water of Yanqin Mountain is a no-man's land, and only the hidden gold mine." It's a pity that the first-come, first-served possession already has the owner, and the exiles who exiled here in the early years have already divided them up completely, otherwise if any family can be lucky enough to be rich here. ”

In the dark, Yang Qinglian's hand on his neck gradually clenched, wanting to cut off his life, but the smile on his mouth became brighter: "I think why the people of the Miao family have changed their sex for no reason, there is no disaster and no reason, but it is just a stable life, I think it is you who are hindering it, promising them some benefits to encourage them to go down the mountain to make trouble, it is nothing more than wanting to fish in troubled waters and mess up the situation in Yanqin......"

The wheezing in his nose became heavier and heavier, and Yang Qinglian knew that he would lose his life at any time, but he still had to say: "Hey... Hey... At first, I guessed that He Fengqiu wanted... Self-guided bitter meat meter... Just in case I don't have a reason to die violently... Yanqin became a borderland... Specifically left a hand... I didn't expect it to come in handy today!"

There was a dead silence in the room, and only one person's voice was undulating - Yang Qinglian's eyes who were pressed against the wall widened more and more, and he was overflowing with infinite excitement: "I have already written a letter... The letter details the overview of Yan Qin Fushuo... And have long been handed over to others... As long as I don't show up at home at any hour... The man was sent to the capital that day..."

"Hmph, it looks like you're not just a nerd with your head down. The woman interrupted Yang Qinglian's words, with a little surprise in her words, but more of an infinite playfulness: "Even so, how many people in Beijing do you think can suppress us?"

Yang Qinglian seemed to be really bluffed, stunned, and the woman behind her whispered softly, as if she couldn't bear to persuade her with good words: "So please listen to the little girl, there will be little benefit in the future..."

"Hahaha!" Yang Qinglian laughed wildly, his lips were all bloodshot from the sharp pain, and dripped on the ground with saliva: "Do you know who the letter was handed over?"

This county magistrate, who was regarded as a weak scholar, looked crazy and squeezed out five words from between his clenched teeth:

"Palm Seal Division: Wei... Xian!"

"Bang!" As soon as the words fell, the house that had been difficult to see suddenly sounded, and the previously closed and closed windows were smashed to pieces.

Yang Qinglian then felt that his whole body was thrown backwards by the big hand around his neck, like a bird out of the cage uncontrollably smashed into the hard wall, and then fell straight to the ground. He struggled to look up and see several ghosts in the room by the dazzling light, and the back window always felt very dazzling, tsk, what was shiny and shiny? Vaguely, he seemed to hear someone's familiar voice, and there was a little more regret in his heart: if he had listened to them, there would not have been so much torture... Ay... It's all suffered... Never mind... Never mind..

Jiekong didn't know how to explain, so he had to stare at the two people in the room, he didn't expect to meet Bai Luofeng and Nalan Zhifeng in a place like Yanqin, which was a place like Yanqin, at first he thought it was really a Buddha's fate, but as soon as the two came up, they put on a frame to restrain him, and finally understood that they were entrusted by the old monk to send him back to the Empty Phase Temple.

Quitting the air and turning his head and running away without saying a word, could it be that he retreated after sneaking in Yanqin in order to enter the wine cellar in the past few days, and he remembered the layout of the streets and alleys, and it was difficult to guarantee that he would not be caught by Nalan Fengfeng if he said a word of conscience.

Just when they thought that they were temporarily free from the pursuit, the cold air in the air was getting heavier and heavier, and it was not a way to take them around the road by quitting the sky, so they had to find a way to hide for a while. When I looked up, I found that I had unconsciously come to the place where the Su family woman temporarily lived, and in a hurry, I broke through the window without waiting for the person to agree.

"This..."Jiekong didn't know that there were actually two people in the room, his face was very embarrassed at this time, and he didn't look carefully at who the woman sitting at the table was, and preconceived guess in his bare brain: Isn't it that the girl of the Su family is alone and looking for a tryst with a lover?

"That's... The monk lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the person directly, but he still inadvertently glanced at the afterglow, and his heart was suddenly surprised: Why did this person in front of him wrap himself tightly in broad daylight? Curious, he took the opportunity to take a quick glance and immediately found that there was something abnormal in the situation: the man was dressed in black and faced himself with a murderous aura, and he didn't look like a good stubble. Hey, is there still a person lying behind him?

However, when he was recognizing the appearance of the people on the ground, the pure yang righteousness in his body suddenly burst out, and he indifferently asked the black-clothed man in front of him: "Who are you!"

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