V3.Chapter 108

The situation in Qin yunuan's mouth naturally means that Sima Rui seems to be sleeping. Yes, Qin yunuan has probed Sima Rui's pulse. Although it is weak and hard to detect, Qin yunuan can still find out from it that Sima Rui's internal organs and veins are running normally, but very weak.

"It's similar to animal hibernation," Qin yunuan said, looking at Sima Rui's pale face. In order to save energy, the body provides all the energy to the heart. "His breath and pulse beat have been adjusted to the limit that the human body can bear. Like a hibernating turtle, it looks like it's dead, and its senses are gone. He can't hear it The voice of the outside world can't feel the warmth and cold from the outside world, but we have to admit that he is still alive. "

"To live like this is better than to die." Leng Changxi bent over to look at Sima Rui, walked around Sima Rui again, and suddenly looked down straight at Sima Rui's eyes and smiled, "it turns out that this guy is not so annoying to shut up."

Qin yunuan was stunned, but coughed a few times to remind Leng Changxi.

"What?" Leng Changxi shrugs, innocent as a child. "Doesn't he say he can't hear anything?"

Leng Changxi straightened up and frowned seriously. He looked at Qin yunuan and said: "Black Hawk said that Xu Ji, who was in front of Sima Rui, was also dead. In fact, if Bai Liai was there, Xu Ji could not speak as usual, but he would not die because he was not cured. I suspect that Xu Ji's death method should be the same as that of autumn water cold. You say, Sima Rui Is it also a victim of yuhaitang Leng Changxi soon denied himself. It's not right. Sima Rui's death method is totally different from the two of them.

If yuhaitang is to absorb the soul absorbing skill of autumn water and the psychic power of Xu Ji's eight trigrams, what's the merit for simarui? If it is about skill and skill, yuhaitang has already surpassed simarui.

At this time, a spy came outside to report that there were many strange formations around Pingcheng. He had never seen them before. He invited Mr. Cang, that is to say, after the Black Hawk saw them, he said that they were all made by Xu Jizhi.

"How could it be that Xu Ji is dead, but it's only a person with the same level as Xu Ji."

"No," a deep, heavy voice came from the outside of the tent. The Black Hawk opened the tent and walked in. It was dusty. There was a lot of mud on the soles of his shoes. I don't know when it began to rain outside, and the road outside was muddy. "I can say for sure that it was Xu Ji's hand."

After all the other people left, the Black Hawk slowly said: "although the array and layout methods can be repeated and copied, the personal array layout habits can't be changed. Xu family has always been strict in training, and the layout of each array should be accurate to every inch. I studied Xu Ji's array, and found that in order to make the distance more accurate, he would mark it with rice grains. This is A very striking feature. " Black Hawk said, took out a white silk handkerchief from his purse, spread it out, and inside it was a dark red rice grain, "and this dark red rice grain is Xu Ji's unique rice grain used for marking. There will be no one else except him."

Compared with Leng Changxi's nervousness, Qin yunuan seems to have paid more attention to the handkerchief embroidered with dragonflies. The embroidery work is meticulous. At first sight, it's her daughter's work. Black eagle has such a daughter's work.

"It's a good cloth," Qin yunuan said with a smile to the black eagle. "The embroiderer is even better. Which daughter's house gave it to Mr. Cang?"

The black hawk was stupefied, unconsciously stroked the lifelike Dragonfly embroidered on the pad. Its thin wings seemed to flicker ceaselessly, and its low tail looked like the girl carefully handed the pad to herself that day.

"This is my first time as a female worker. You can't get over it."

He always thought that she was only good at wielding knives, making sticks and flying on the eaves, but he didn't expect that her hands of practicing iron whip would be so dexterous. In fact, in his heart, no matter what she embroidered, he would like it very much.

Leng Changxi smiled unkindly and deliberately said to the shy Black Hawk: "where did we just talk about? This array was created by Xu Ji, right? "

The black hawk was stunned and nodded.

"It's a little strange." Leng Changxi turned to Black Hawk and said, "go find your Leng Shuang. She has learned martial arts in all schools. She has the most research on these strange Kung Fu."

The Black Hawk froze again, but Leng Changxi raised his head naturally: "how? Is there anything wrong with my wording? Is it not yours or mine? I'm already warm. I don't think about concubines for the time being. "

"General, i..."

"Oh, come on." Leng Changxi ignored the embarrassment and bewilderment of Black Hawk, but studied Sima Rui in coma again.

At this moment, Pingcheng.

Originally the most central barracks for Sima Rui to deal with military affairs, now he has a new owner. Yu Haitang sits quietly in the barracks, and the little Sphinx monkey around him seems to have a spirit. He knows that the owner is thinking about something, and stays by the side honestly, without making any noise.It's a small step outside. The servant girl brought up a dragon well. Yuhaitang's old servant has been outside. Today is an extraordinary day. The army changed its owner and changed its commander. Even though yuhaitang's position was very high at the beginning, a prince of Qi said it would be gone. Even though yuhaitang said it was Sima Rui himself misjudged the situation and led his troops to the Xixia military camp to sneak attack, which ended up like this.

But shangguanyuan, who had sent false information before, didn't know who had rescued her. Her evidence and material evidence were not available. The Deputy under her didn't know whether to believe the news or not, but now she has to obey. On the first day of taking office, yuhaitang set up a very precise array around Pingcheng. They didn't know that this seemingly old man's home was still like this First, looking at the reaction of Xixia barracks, it seems that the power of this array is no worse than that of Xu Jixu's deputy general.

"What can't be seen is Longjing and osmanthus cake. They are all the favorite food of the former generals. Why did you bring them to Mr. Yu?" Outside was the low roar of the old servant who scolded the servant girl. The old servant kept his voice as low as possible, so that Yu Haitang could not hear his displeasure.

The servant girl was very aggrieved. She murmured in a low voice, "all the things in the camp are what your highness used to like to eat. Now my husband is going to have a night snack temporarily. I can't find anything else."

"Useless hooves." A slap in the ear sounded. It seems that it was a man who got his way. Now the short old servant's spirit is full.

"Just let her in." Yu Haitang said a word in silence. The maid was stunned. The voice and tone were very similar to Sima Rui. If she didn't remind herself repeatedly in her heart that her original master was dead, she really thought Sima Rui was still sitting in it.

The maid carefully brought Longjing in. Yuhaitang looked down at something under the candle fire. He held the cinnabar pen at the tip of his finger to annotate. He tilted the tip of the pen slightly, only used the index finger and the middle finger to hold the pen gently. He looked up at the maid and said, "put it down."

After that, he opened the cover of Longjing without hesitation and shook the tea cup. It seemed that it was too hot. After putting it aside, he picked up a piece of Osmanthus cake. Before entering the mouth, he deliberately stayed on the steaming Longjing for a while, as if he wanted the osmanthus cake to soak the tea fragrance of Longjing.

The maid was shocked, because Sima Rui used to eat sweet scented osmanthus cake like this.

"Look at what you're doing. When you're done, you'll be angry." Yu Haitang glanced at the maid. Between her eyebrows and eyes, she was not like an old man over 90, but an ambitious young man, planning her future and layout.

The maid hasn't returned to her senses until she went out? Isn't that man really his highness?

The wind at night is a little strong. It seems that it directly blows from Pingcheng in the southwest to the capital city thousands of miles away. The capital city seems to be not peaceful this night. Under the seemingly peaceful night sky, there are always several small alleys in which there are some urban sins.

In a dark alley, a group of ruffians are surrounding a young man who looks like a weak scholar. The young man is white, tender and tender. He looks like he was born in a rich family. He can squeeze water out of his small face. His clothes are a bit messy, but it can be seen that he serves luxuriously.

"That's not enough money for you to drink." The leader of the mob weighed the money bag in his hand, which was floating lightly. It was estimated that there were only a few liang of silver in it. The little attendant around him calculated the money for the leader flatteringly, and spread it out in his hand. "Boss, it's not silver here, but it's only seven or eight coppers."

"Copper?" The leader was even more angry. "You have only a few coppers left in your official family. Ah, you are really bullied by our dogs. But I think your clothes are good. If you are a pawn, you should be worth some money. Come and pick him up."

Just as the gangsters were about to start, suddenly a "stop it" came from the entrance of the alley

The gangster twisted his neck and turned around proudly: "stop it? I'd like to see. Who dares to meddle in this troubled time? "

"Boss, it's the carriage of Ning Wang Fu."

The leader paused: "how about Ning Wang Fu? Now that he has lost his arm, is he still the king of Ning who used to be the most powerful? It's funny. "