Madam Mo hurriedly retreated two steps and shook her head: "No, I won't go. There are frequent wars there. Komura Jiro is a trusted warrior of Yanagita Daimyo, but he has to bring his army to pretend to be bandits on the sea. How can that kind of chaotic and extremely poor place compare to our Ming Destiny Dynasty?
How can we go to that kind of rotten place? Besides, when they ask you for help, they will listen to you. Now that we have lost our power, aren't you afraid that they will have evil intentions and rob us of our belongings? "
Hearing this, Mo Gonggong stamped his feet and paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pan. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He stepped forward and grabbed Madame Mo's hands as he happily said, "I have an idea. Commander Huang Yinglong is head over heels in love with you. You can go and beg him to transfer the troops away. Won't Komura Jiro's people be able to attack Hangzhou?"
Madam Mo quietly looked at him. Her mouth gradually floated into a cynical and pitiful smile: "Master, is this a good idea? Usually, if we ask Huang Yinglong to make things convenient for our smuggling ships, he can still make the decision. Now, if we ask him to use his black hat to protect our safety, will he be willing? Just because I have slept with him, hehehehe, hahaha... "
That cynical smile made Eunuch Mo furious. He fiercely slapped her face, interrupting Madam Mo's laughter. Madam Mo was slapped on the table, and a trace of blood slowly seeped out of the corner of her mouth.
Eunuch Mo's face showed an unbearable expression. He rushed over and hugged Madam Mo: "Sorry, Xiao Lou, I shouldn't... I couldn't control myself. I shouldn't blame you, but what should we do now? What should we do? "
Madam Mo gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes. Her face once again bloomed into a bright smile like a spring flower, and she softly said: "Master, you don't have to worry too much. In fact, it is not impossible to cut off all means of retreat."
Mo Qinghe's eyes brightened, and he impatiently said: "Quickly say it, quickly say it. Xiao Lou has always been wise. She is a female Zhuge. Your method will definitely work. Quickly tell your husband."
Madam Mo straightened her clothes and sat on a chair at the side. She poured a cup of tea and gently brought it to her lips. She sneered and said, "As long as he lives, the order lives. If he dies, the order dies. Kill him before he knows the exact situation. Inner faction? Hmph, everyone is eager to push down a collapsing wall. What danger could we possibly be in? "
Mo Qinghe said disappointedly, "How is this possible? In the past two days, the West Courtyard had been heavily guarded, and Yang Ling had shut himself in. When his men escorted Yuan Xiong and Bi Chun to the Capital, a hundred of them left, now there were still two hundred foreigners left.
You also saw it in Haining. His bodyguards were able to hold off hundreds of fierce Wokou pirates with only eighty of them. Even if I gathered all my men, I still wouldn't be able to kill my way in. Besides, even if I did kill my way in, how could I hide it from others with such a large force? "
Madam Mo smiled sweetly. She raised her charming eyes and said, "Why do you want to hide it from others? Not only can we not hide it, but we also have to make a big fuss about it. The more people who know about it, the safer we will be. "
"Hmm?" Mo Qinghe looked at his wife with a questioning look. Madam Mo whispered something to him. Mo Qinghe was surprised and doubtful when he heard it. He said, "Is this plan feasible? Will he believe me? If there is any delay, we … we won't even have time to escape. "
Madam Mo's flower-like lips curled up. She said with a faint smile, "Of course it's feasible. Since we were wrong about him, then he is not the kind of person we expected. His two hundred bodyguards can hold off a thousand Wokou pirates, but they may not be able to hold off my one thousand elite troops! As long as … Li Gui doesn't make a move, he has no reason not to believe us! "
* * *
Yang Ling inexplicably invited the Taoist master Zhang and his sister to the hall to serve tea. They had originally agreed to invite the Taoist master to the banquet tomorrow, but today the Taoist master Zhang suddenly visited today. Yang Ling welcomed them in, but for a while he couldn't figure out their intentions.
The Taoist master Zhang smiled and said, "The imperial envoy is very kind. Originally, the Taoist wanted to visit tomorrow, but Longhu Mountain sent people. My mother asked me and my sister to hurry back to the mountain as soon as possible. So, the Taoist took the liberty to visit today and bid farewell to Mr Yang. Tomorrow morning, the Taoist and my sister will return to the mountain."
Yang Ling seemed a little distracted. He hurriedly said, "A few days ago, Taoist master invited you to visit Suzhou. I was busy with official business and didn't have time to invite the Taoist master back. I wanted to invite the Taoist master to the banquet tomorrow, and you and I can go to the West Lake together. I didn't expect the Taoist master to rush back to the mountain. Alas, I am really sorry."
The Taoist master Zhang laughed and said, "The mountains and rivers will meet. You and I will meet again. Your Excellency is the pillar of the country. Official business is more important. Perhaps one day you will come to Jiangxi. At that time, please come to my Longhu Mountain. The Taoist will do his best as a host. "
Gao Wenxin stood behind Yang Ling. Listening to the Taoist master Zhang's tone, it seemed that he had come to say goodbye and was about to leave. She was so anxious that she couldn't care less about etiquette. She stood there pointing at Zhang Fubao and then at Yang Ling, hinting for her to quickly tell Yang Ling about her appearance.
Zhang Fubao had already told his brother about this. The Taoist master Zhang saw Yang Ling's anxious face and found it funny. He cleared his throat and was about to say a few words to comfort Yang Ling when Yang Ling stood up and said, "Good, good, good. If I have a chance to go to Shanxi, I will definitely visit Longhu Mountain. It's a pity that I can't go to the West Lake with the Taoist master this time. When the time comes, I will go to Longhu Mountain with you to make up for it. Hahaha."
The Taoist master Zhang was stunned. "Isn't this Mr. Yang too impatient? I haven't said I'm leaving yet, why is he seeing me off? "
The Taoist master Zhang didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he stood up. He saw Gao Wenxin put her palms together behind his back, chanting 'Amitabha'. He had no choice but to shamelessly smile and say, "That's good. Uh … the Taoist has something to tell you before I leave. I heard that Master has mistakenly believed the false words of some jianghu magicians, and mistakenly thought that you are receiving a longevity salary …"
Just as he said this, suddenly there was a commotion outside. A foreigner hurried in, cupped his fist and saluted, saying, "Reporting to Factory Supervisor Daren, there is a group of rioters outside the door. They say that Master wants to increase Jiangnan's taxes by thirty percent. They also say that Master wants to collect taxes from the merchants on the pretext that Yuan Xiong embezzled all the silver in the Revenue Department yamen. They rushed in to argue with Master."
Yang Ling was startled. He had just lifted his robe and rushed out of the main hall when the courtyard door was smashed open. The common people wearing all kinds of clothes surged in like a tide. The crowd shouted angrily, "I thought he was a good official, I didn't expect he wants to skin us alive and suck our blood even more than Yuan Xiong. We can't live anymore. Where is that surnamed Yang?"
Hearing the news, the foreigners who rushed out blocked Yang Ling's path. With a swoosh, they drew their shining sabers and shouted at the common people surging into the courtyard, "Imperial Envoy Field Office, trespassers will die! You unruly people, don't you want your lives anymore? "
There were indeed people who didn't want their lives. In the boiling crowd, there were always a few people whose faces couldn't be seen clearly at the back of the crowd, shouting and yelling, saying, "We are forced to live no longer, it's better to be hacked to death than to starve to death. If you want to raise taxes, it's Yang Ling that dog official's slander to His Majesty. Kill him and ask His Majesty to be merciful and reduce taxes!"
Yang Ling stomped his feet and shouted, "Who's spreading rumors and stirring up trouble! I have never said anything about raising taxes, don't be used by the evildoers. "
When the crowd was rioting, it would be strange if they would believe your words. Besides, there were people in the crowd who kept shouting, "Don't listen to him, he is trying to trick us into leaving, and then send troops to arrest us. Beat this dog official to death. The law does not punish the masses, His Majesty will not kill all the common people of Jiangnan."
As he said this, there were already people throwing bricks and stones over. The foreigners were enraged, someone raised his saber and was about to chop it down. Yang Ling called out, "You are not allowed to kill people, these people were obviously deceived and coerced into coming here. There are many women and children inside, if you kill people, it will give the people the truth. The sabers of the people of the inner factory are not stained with blood, you are not allowed to kill a single person!"
When the common people heard this, they became even more fearless. Under the instigation of people with ulterior motives, they swarmed into the courtyard. Nearly two hundred foreigners in the courtyard tried their best to stop them, but there were more than a thousand people rushing into the courtyard, forcing them to retreat step by step, there was simply no way to stop them.
Yang Ling stamped his feet and ordered several foreigners, "Quick, protect the Taoist brother and sister, protect them and find a way to leave, quick!"
The swarming crowd broke through the foreigners' obstruction and began to run around the courtyard, destroying everything. Some people ran towards Yang Ling's side, while others took the opportunity to rush into the house and rob the property.
The Taoist master Zhang and his sister were still in a daze, several foreigners rushed forward to protect them, saying, "Taoist master, quick, let's hide in the back first."
Gao Wenxin saw Yang Ling running towards the courtyard, her beautiful face turned pale with fright. She hurriedly ran to Yang Ling and called out, "Daren, quickly protect Daren, Master, quickly leave!"
The flowers, plants and peonies in the courtyard were trampled into a mess, people were everywhere, in this chaos, Yang Ling was actually safe. Just now, there were still people who recognized Yang Ling, but in this chaos, no one was able to find him.
Gao Wenxin saw Yang Ling running along the flowerbed towards a few lilac trees in the corner. She had only taken a few steps when a shadow flashed in front of her, blocked by a man holding a knife. Gao Wenxin saw it was Baihu Zheng and hurriedly called out, "Daren Zheng, quickly go protect the Imperial Envoy!"
Baihu Zheng smiled and reached out to grab her sleeve, saying, "Daren has ordered me to protect Miss and leave, please leave quickly, Daren has his own brothers to protect him!"
Four foreigners followed behind Baihu Zheng, punching and kicking the people holding wooden clubs and hoes along the way, protecting Gao Wenxin as they hurriedly left. Gao Wenxin's sleeve was being pulled by Baihu Zheng, if she struggled with all her might, she was afraid that her arm would be exposed to the light. She had no choice but to follow him, turning her head as she walked, until she was pulled to the corner of the room and could no longer see his figure.
The Taoist master Zhang and his sister were inexplicably escorted by several foreigners as they rushed to the back hall. Among the angry people, there were many strong men with strange expressions on their faces, fanning the flames and encouraging the people to rebel.
When the foreigners saw the people carrying wooden clubs and hoes chasing after them, they hurriedly turned around to face them. But although their martial arts were high, the Factory Supervisor had given strict orders not to kill, so how could they resist? Not long after, one of the foreigners turned his head and shouted, "Protect the Taoist Master and leave, don't let the rioters hurt him."
Immediately after, one of the foreigners ran over and pulled Taoist master Zhang away. Taoist master Zhang hurriedly turned his head and shouted, "Bao 'er, quickly follow me, don't get separated."
Zhang Fubao made a sound of assent, just as he turned to leave, he suddenly saw Yang Ling standing behind a rock garden, facing him were a few ordinary servants dressed as servants, whispering something to him. The few people immediately cupped their hands and left. Yang Ling then looked around, his expression was extremely strange, as if he was smiling but not smiling.
Zhang Fubao immediately became suspicious, this imperial envoy Yang's expression did not look like he was panicking at all, what trick was he playing? Eldest Miss Zhang was extremely daring and also very curious, she immediately became suspicious and couldn't hold back. She chased after her brother for two steps and saw the foreigners pulling her brother through a courtyard. As soon as they were out of his sight, Zhang Fubao immediately turned around and ran back, chasing in the direction of Yang Ling.
Mo Qinghe arranged people to spread the news everywhere, saying that Yang Ling was going to increase the exorbitant taxes and levies. If one or two people said it, no one would believe it, but when hundreds of people spread it, it immediately angered many commoners. It was true that the anti-Japanese heroes were worthy of respect, but if you didn't let the commoners have a way to live, they would still rebel. Under the encouragement of people with ulterior motives, one thousand five or six hundred people actually gathered and rushed to the Mo family's courtyard.
Among these people, there was no lack of honest commoners who just wanted to ask the truth or beg for the imperial envoy's mercy, but after being manipulated by people with ulterior motives, the current situation was not something that could be controlled by anyone. The entire West Stride Courtyard was in a mess, the chickens were flying and the dogs were barking.
Mo Qinghe's purpose was to use these people to frighten Yang Ling out of the protection range of the West Stride Courtyard's officers and soldiers. He didn't expect them to kill Yang Ling in public, so he issued an order in advance to cause as much damage as possible, the more chaotic, the better.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Mo Qinghe dressed in casual clothes and mixed into the courtyard with a few trusted people. They mixed into the crowd and entangled with the foreigners everywhere. The hidden posts that distracted their attention kept quietly gesturing to him, pointing out the direction of Yang Ling. Mo Qinghe searched all the way, and Housekeeper Li suddenly shouted: "Master, Mr. Yang is there!"
Mo Qinghe looked and really saw Yang Ling with two guards sticking to the edge of the flowerbed. Mo Qinghe hurriedly led people to greet them, and said anxiously: "Oh, Daren, it scared me to death. I don't know where these rioters heard rumors, but they broke into my house to harass Daren. Fortunately, Daren is safe and sound."
Yang Ling said bitterly: "It must be Yuan Xiong's henchmen spreading rumors and making trouble. After I return to the capital, I will punish them severely."
Mo Qinghe looked stunned and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, it must be Yuan Xiong's people making trouble. Daren, come with me quickly. There is a corner door behind the flowerbed that leads to my backyard room. It usually doesn't attract much attention. Daren, come with me to hide while the rioters are robbing property."
Yang Ling was overjoyed and quickly followed Mo Qinghe and others to escape in a hurry. Even if some people in the courtyard saw their clothes and knew that they were from the mansion, most of them only cared about grabbing some jars and jars. No one cared about them. Even if a few people came to make trouble, they were beaten by Mo Qinghe and Yang Ling's men.
Just passing through the flowerbed, a bodyguard of Mo Qinghe suddenly grabbed a person and shouted: "Who are you? Why are you following us sneakily?"
Yang Ling turned his head and saw that the person had delicate features and was dressed in a Taoist robe. He couldn't help but be shocked and hurriedly called out, "Stop, she's one of Celestial Master Zhang's people." He then hurriedly walked over and said, "Didn't I tell you and the Celestial Master to leave first, why are you here? Where is Taoist master? "
Zhang Fubao didn't dare to say that she saw him suspicious and followed him to watch the fun. She stammered: "I … Taoist master was rescued by the foreigners. I was separated by the rioters, so … so I escaped here."
Yang Ling still wanted to say more, but Mo Qinghe hurriedly said: "Daren, go quickly. If someone finds out and chases us, you can't leave." He said and looked at Zhang Fubao. He smiled and said: "Miss Zhang, come with us."
The corner door was usually locked. No one knew where it led to. At this time, Housekeeper Li opened the door lock and saw an alley between two buildings. There was no sunlight all year round. It was gloomy and damp, but there was no debris.
A group of people entered the alley. Housekeeper Li turned back and locked the door. Mo Qinghe said: "Daren, those rioters heard that Daren lives in the West Straddling Courtyard, so they ran there to make trouble. It is quiet here. I will take you to the temple to hide. I have sent someone to inform the government. When the government people arrive, Daren will be safe."
Out of the alley, they passed through several houses. Mo Qinghe pushed open a door and walked in. He turned back and said: "Daren, please come in."
The East Straddling Courtyard was very quiet. The surroundings were quiet, and the noise in the West Straddling Courtyard could be vaguely heard. Yang Ling stood at the door and looked inside the building. He saw that it was a temple. In front of the incense table, there was a statue of Sakyamuni that was as tall as a person.
Ordinary temples generally didn't build a second floor above it. They couldn't walk on top of the Buddha's head, right? However, there was a staircase on one side of this temple. It seemed that there was a second floor above, which looked a bit strange.
The two servants brought by Mo Qinghe and Housekeeper Li had already walked in. Yang Ling stood at the door and curiously looked up to admire the building upstairs. Mo Qinghe anxiously stamped his feet and said: "Daren, come in quickly. Don't be seen by others. If something happens to Daren, I can't afford it."
Yang Ling laughed and said: "What are you afraid of? I saw that those rioters entered the mansion and only thought about robbing. They are like a group of headless flies. Will they have the intention to harm me? Lord Mo doesn't have to worry too much. "
As he said, he lifted his legs and stepped in. As soon as he entered the door, he curiously walked sideways to the staircase and said: "It's strange. Lord Mo has worshiped Buddha on the first floor. Why is there another floor above it? Aren't you afraid of being disrespectful to Buddha? "
One of Mo Qinghe's hand seemed to be holding the candle holder unintentionally. However, when he saw Yang Ling didn't go forward after coming in, but ran to look at the stairs, he couldn't help but be anxious. He forced a smile and said: "Oh, there is only a small pavilion on the side upstairs to store some incense and candles."
Yang Ling turned back to take a look. The two personal guards who had just entered the hall turned around, squeezing Zhang Fubao along with them as they walked behind him. Mo Qinghe glanced at Housekeeper Li. He understood and walked over to close the door.
Mo Qinghe saw that Yang Ling was still looking at the exquisitely carved stairs, so he walked to the incense table and picked up a futon. He patted it and said with a smile: "Daren, there are no chairs here. Daren can sit down on this futon and rest for a while."
Yang Ling turned around with his hands behind his back and stared at him coldly. Seeing that the smile on Mo Qinghe's face gradually solidified, Yang Ling suddenly smiled and said: "Why do you have to sit in front of Buddha? Does Daren Mo's futon have any tricks? "
Mo Qinghe's face changed. He involuntarily took two steps back. He forced a smile and said: "It's not rude to sit in front of Buddha. What's more, Daren is patrolling on behalf of Heaven. It's just a futon that can replace a chair. What tricks can it have?"
Yang Ling shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't know, but I can guess … …" As he said this, Zhang Fubao had curiously walked over and said: "What are you doing? Are you using a futon to fight?"
Yang Ling's complexion was calm. He rushed over and said sternly: "Don't go over!" Zhang Fubao was startled by his shout and froze there.
When Mo Qinghe saw Yang Ling rushing over, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. He threw away the futon in his hand and rushed to the incense table. He used all his strength to pull the candlestick. With a 'crack' sound, the incense table cracked open. Two flippers fell down. Zhang Fubao was standing on the edge of the flipper. When the flipper opened, she screamed in fright. Her whole body suddenly slid into the hole.
Yang Ling rushed over and grabbed her slender wrist. He was also pulled to the ground by her. Zhang Fubao fell into the hole. Yang Ling was dragged forward for more than a foot before he could support himself on the ground. The edges of the hole scratched his arm. Blood flowed along Zhang Fubao's wrist and into her sleeve.
Yang Ling felt a piercing pain. The two foreigners screamed: "Daren, be careful!" Then they rushed over. Mo Qinghe shouted madly: "Kill him, kill them for me! Kill them and reward them with 10,000 taels of silver! "
The two servants rushed over and took out a shining dagger from their sleeves in mid-air. Although these two people were dressed as servants, they were all Jianghu people that Mo Qinghe collected. In terms of individual martial arts, how could Yang Ling's subordinates in the inner factory be his opponent? As soon as they started fighting, the two foreigners were in a difficult situation. They were beaten back by the servants.
At this moment, there was a faint sigh behind the Buddhist shrine. A woman in snow-white clothes, as beautiful as Guanyin, quietly came out and walked in front of Mo Qinghe. Mo Qinghe turned his head and saw her. He laughed happily and said: "Madam's wonderful plan really worked. After killing Yang Ling and throwing him back to the West Courtyard, we will kill some rebels to pass off as bandits. Hahaha … who will know it's me …"
Before he finished speaking, there were two gunshots. The two bodyguards, who were about to succeed, covered their chests and retreated in shock. Blood flowed out from between their fingers.
On the stairs, two men, who were also dressed as servants, but their faces were very strange. They rushed downstairs with short muskets in their hands. The muzzles were still emitting blue smoke. There was a series of gunshots from behind, and several more men with guns rushed down from the sky.
The two bodyguards saw that the situation was not good. They didn't care about Mo Qinghe anymore. They rushed to the window lattice. The two people were shot, but they were still very agile. This rush smashed the window lattice. Their bodies jumped out of the window. As soon as they stood up, they saw a row of people standing in front of them. There was a sharp wind in their ears. More than a dozen arrows had penetrated into their bodies.
Mo Qinghe looked at this sudden scene and exclaimed: "What's going on? Why is upstairs … "Before he had time to turn around and ask, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist.
Mo Qinghe bowed his head in horror. He saw that Su Xiu's wrist was smooth and beautiful like jade. The slender hand that had caressed him countless times was holding a dagger tightly. The dagger had been inserted into his waist from the hilt.
Mo Qinghe's eyes widened. He looked at her incredulously. He grabbed her shoulder and hissed: "Why? Why? "
The pair of beautiful eyes that were like spring water showed a strange coldness that made his heart cold at this time.
Dai Lou Er said softly: "Because … escaping with you is actually the only way to survive. But I don't want to follow you to that damn place to wander! And because … I don't have the confidence to trick him. If he doesn't die, you must die. If you don't want to die, I have to die with you. "
The shock and shame in Mo Qinghe's eyes turned into burning anger. He roared: "Old Li, kill this bitch for me. Kill her for me!"
Dai Lou Er gripped the hilt of the saber and twisted it hard. Mo Qinghe screamed miserably and his body bent down in pain. He gasped for breath, clutching Dai Lou Er's shoulders tightly with both of his hands. However, his pair of eyes surprisingly looked at Lao Li, who had always been obedient to him.
Old Li's eyes shrunk. He didn't dare to look at him, but his face was indifferent. This was Housekeeper Li who had followed him for many years and had always been loyal. He stared at Dai Lou Er and said sternly: "You … you bribed him?"
Dai Lou Er smiled proudly and said in a charming voice: "You are not a man, but you can love me. He is a man, why can't he?"
Mo Qinghe screamed and grabbed her throat with both hands. Although Dai Lou Er was a woman, she was more ruthless than a man. She raised her knee and hit his crotch.
Housekeeper Li, who was still shrunk just now, also rushed up and tried to break his hands. Mo Qinghe smiled bitterly: "Good, good, good. I know you are sincere to me. I didn't expect that … you would like such a trash, hahaha …"
Dai Lou Er smiled sweetly and whispered in his ear: "It's not him. I gave him my body, and he pledged loyalty to me. It's a fair deal. Why do you think I love you sincerely? It's funny. If a woman gives her body to another man, will she give her heart to you? "
Mo Qinghe's pupils were dilated. He forced himself to hold on and asked bitterly: "Then who is he? The Chief Minister? The Commander? Magistrate Liu? Or the Governor of Grain Transport He … He … "
Dai Lou Er sneered. Her lips were full of sarcasm: "This is how you love me? You love me, so you give me to someone else to seek benefits for you? I have been with too many people. You can't tell who it is, right? Hahaha, I was a prostitute. I became your wife, but I am still a prostitute! "
She pushed him away and said coldly: "No matter who he is, you only need to know that there are two things he is better than you. He likes me, so he won't give me to others to play with! He likes me, and he can really like me! "
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Dai Lou Er secretly made an appointment with Yang Ling and told him about Mo Qinghe's plan to take advantage of the civil rebellion to kill him. Yang Ling didn't really believe it because Dai Lou Er insisted on not telling him the crimes that Mo Qinghe committed. Her reason was that Mo Qinghe had many henchmen. If Yang Ling couldn't get rid of him, or if he escaped, she, a weak woman, had to consider her own safety.
In Suzhou, Li Gui was still holding on to the hope that Mo Qinghe had the ability to save him, so he hadn't gotten a confession yet. Yang Ling didn't know what serious crime Mo Qinghe committed. He couldn't be sure whether he would really take the risk out of desperation, so he was hesitant.
Thus, Dai Lou Er suggested him to beat Eunuch Mo at his own game and wait for Mo Qinghe to reveal his true intentions. At that time, he would have a reason to arrest Eunuch Mo. As long as Mo Qinghe was arrested, Dai Lou Er would hand over the evidence of his crimes.
Yang Ling agreed with her idea and ordered people to pretend to be servants. When Mo Qinghe came to lure him into the ambush, his people had already killed all the killers in the temple under the leadership of Madam Mo and replaced them with his people.
Zhang Fubao saw someone talking with Yang Ling in the garden just now. It was to report to him that everything was handled properly. Yang Ling was relieved to come with Mo Qinghe.
He didn't expect that the Taoist master Zhang and his sister would visit one day in advance, and this naughty girl ran to follow him. Yang Ling had already heard from Madam Mo that there was a trap in the middle of the temple, so he deliberately took a detour. However, Zhang Fubao, who suddenly rushed over, didn't know the inside story and rashly walked over. In order to save her, Yang Ling slipped and injured his right arm. Blood dyed Zhang Fubao's clothes red.
There was no place to grab on the flat ground, and Yang Ling's right arm was in severe pain and powerless. He could only barely grab her, but he didn't have the strength to pull her out. Zhang Fubao was suspended in the cave. He calmed down from his panic and felt a nauseating stench coming from below.
She quickly raised her face. Her face was a little wet and hot. She saw that Yang Ling's sleeves were bright red. It was clearly blood that dripped on her face.
Yang Ling's blood flowed down along her sleeves. It flowed down to her neck, her breasts, and gradually flowed to her lower abdomen. Zhang Fubao was shy and scared, but at the same time, she was grateful to Yang Ling.
She saw that Yang Ling's arm was trembling, and it seemed that he couldn't hold on for a long time. She hurriedly looked around to see if there was a place she could use to climb out. Unexpectedly, when she lowered her head, she discovered that there were some white bones about ten feet below her. Although it was not very bright down there, as a person who studied Dao, she was not unfamiliar with these things. The skeleton at the top of the pile of white bones was illuminated by the light, and the greenish-white bones were emitting a cold and frightening light. She could see it clearly.
Zhang Fubao was only a thirteen year old girl. When she saw this terrifying scene, her body immediately turned soft. Fortunately, she was brave enough. Although she was scared, she didn't scream. Otherwise, Yang Ling wouldn't be able to hold her back.
The two bodyguards around Yang Ling were specially selected from the foreigners. They had the highest martial arts. Unexpectedly, they could only retreat step by step under the real people of the Jianghu. They had no power to fight back. If it weren't for Liu Biao, who was lying in ambush upstairs, seeing that something was wrong and rushing out in advance without waiting for Yang Ling's order, these two foreigners would be in danger.
At this time, after solving the two bodyguards of Mo Qinghe, Liu Biao immediately rushed over and reached out his hand to lift Zhang Fubao up. Then, he hugged Yang Ling. Zhang Fubao saw that she was covered in blood. She didn't know if Yang Ling could be saved or not. She couldn't help but take out her handkerchief from her bosom. She wanted to bandage him, but when she saw that the handkerchief was soaked in blood, she was so scared that she threw it away and burst into tears.
Liu Biao didn't have time to pay attention to her. He hurriedly tied up the wound on Yang Ling's arm. Then, he shouted to the group of people holding crossbows, "Quickly go and pick up Miss Gao. Motherf * cker, what's the use of you rushing in?"
The foreigners didn't know how many assassins there were inside. They just bravely stepped into the door, but they were scolded by Liu Qianhu and hurriedly went to find Gao Wenxin.
Madam Mo saw that Yang Ling and Zhang Fubao had been rescued by the foreigners. She couldn't help but reveal her favorite charming smile to Mo Qinghe, whose eyes were already lifeless and his pupils were dilated, but he was still standing there stiffly.
Quietly and softly, she spoke in a voice that only she could hear, "Master, I know that you hate eating human brains the most. It's really been hard on you because of me. Unfortunately … you've already eaten thirty-five sets, but you still haven't made any progress. It seems like my folk recipe is really useless. Fortunately … you don't have to use it anymore."
She faced a dead person and softly said in a charming and soft voice, "Now, I ask Master to do one last thing for me. Please … bear all the sins."
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