Poor family rebirth girl

Chapter 160 The Enemy's Road is Narrow (3)

Xia Qingfeng only heard Li Zheng say "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here", but he couldn't see the content on the paper, and he was puzzled.

The timing of this alchemist's arrival was too coincidental, the person they mentioned just now was only Song Jin!
She was frightened and expecting for a while, and couldn't help holding her breath until a familiar figure appeared in front of the moon gate by the lake, and Xia Qingfeng could no longer hear her own heartbeat.

Really, here he is.

Song Jin came slowly, and stood calmly in the pavilion. The Taoist robe and scarf were blown by the breeze on the lake, and her brows and eyes could not be hidden.

At that time, the emperor loved alchemy, so he didn't have to go to court every day, but he insisted on reading scriptures, exhaling breath, and taking fairy medicine every day, and it worked from top to bottom. From officials to ordinary people, they once flocked to the practice of pills and Taoism. , probably only those who don't get along with others are disgusted by it.

Li Zheng came out of the inner court, and among the various rare treasures he searched for daily, there was no lack of scriptures and medicines, so it was not unusual for alchemists to come to his door.

Strangely, the visitor seemed to be an acquaintance.

"Hey!" Li Zheng smiled when he saw Song Jin: "The Taoist priest has a good relationship with our family!"

Song Jin also laughed, "There is indeed some kind of fate."

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and sat on a stool in the pavilion, "It's a wonderful way to move your screen back to the left and right."

Li Zheng was startled, a scene from the past suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and he was brought back to reality in an instant, and he almost laughed out loud—absurd, really unheard of absurd!Does Song Jin still think that she is as majestic as before?How dare you order him when you came to die?

He couldn't help but look at Song Jin, could it be that he had misidentified someone, and there was someone in the world who looked so much alike?
Song Jin poured a glass of wine by herself, raised her head and drank it all, but laughed in a low voice: "My good disciple, don't you think I'm a useless person? Or do you think I'm lying to you?"

His voice was so low that it was almost impossible for the big man behind him to hear clearly. He even pointed at Li Zheng's crotch by covering his face with his sleeve.

The smile on Li Zheng's face froze, and he hadn't seen him in nearly three years, but Song Jin called out this long-lost address again.

"Good disciple" - that's right, once, he and Song Jin were master and apprentice.

He was 20 years older than Song Jin. With Song Jin's power back then, he had countless sons under his command, so there was no place for him.If it weren't for a chance, it would have been impossible for him to worship under Song Jin's sect, use the false name of a disciple, and enter the West Factory to work.

It was precisely because Song Jin was young and frivolous at the time, and was about to compete with Dongchang, so he recruited a lot of disciples, good and bad, so that when he fell into adversity, there were only a few people who never left him, and Li Zheng was among them.

Actually where?He was double-minded from the very beginning.It was his mission to be trusted by Song Jin. The emperor was unwilling to kill Song Jin, so they wanted to do something secretly.

In this way, Song Jin found an opportunity to poison Song Jin—if it wasn't for the words from above, Song Jin should be spared first, and Song Jin was very wary, why would he use that chronic poison?Change to a fierce one, pack it down, and guarantee that there will be no hidden dangers behind.

The past came to his mind, and Li Zheng's face darkened. He knew Song Jin's current state best.

That is the tiger with its teeth pulled out, and the eagle with its wings removed. They have long since lost the energy that made him fear at the beginning, otherwise why would they be forced to hide for three years?
However, he was holding the elite, but he couldn't kill this person no matter what, and he couldn't find him, and now Song Jin came to him in such a way, which in itself was a shocking thing.

There was no way to bring Xia Qingfeng back.Unable to block people in the Qingfeng Building, Li Zheng felt that he had wasted the advice of the person who handed the scroll, so he simply broke the jar and made Xia Qingfeng come back, but he couldn't force Song Jin to show up, at least he could You can vent your anger by molesting Song Jin's woman.No one is better at humiliating people than eunuchs when the obscenity is finished, and then it is announced to the public.

Unexpectedly, Song Jinlai has come, but she has no self-consciousness about throwing herself into the trap, and even the prestige is still there.

Seeing that Li Zheng hesitated, Song Jin was happy. He put down his wine glass and glanced at Xia Qingfeng inadvertently.

Xia Qingfeng held back the tears in his eyes, suppressed the excitement in his heart, pressed his hands on the strings, and the voiceless sound came out again.

With the sound of the piano, Song Jin said to Li Zheng: "Why don't you try it yourself?"

a try?
"try what?"

Song Jin sat upright, squinting at Li Zheng, "What do you want to try? Don't you want to try?"

"...!" Li Zheng was shocked,

Song Jin is indeed not as good as before.

Li Zheng's hand was approaching, but Song Jin raised his hand to block it, "Hey, it's inconvenient for you to surround so many people, let them go out."

How about that?Li Zheng looked at Song Jin defensively. Without the guards, how could he guarantee his safety?
"Heh, you are as timid as you used to be." Song Jin sneered, and said, "Well—is there someone with good internal skills behind you?"

"Have."

"Come on, let him come over and test if I have internal strength," Song Jin said, "This pavilion of yours is surrounded by water on three sides, and there is only one way to survive. If you can stop it in time, besides, I’m afraid that you, the guarding eunuch’s mansion, have already made a lot of arrangements tonight, are you afraid that I will be alone?”

Li Zheng's heart was moved, and when he turned his head, a man walked out of the big man with clear eyes, reaching out to hold Song Jin's wrist.

Song Jin stretched out her hand calmly and let him try it.

The rest of the people didn't hear the conversation between the two clearly, and just thought it was a normal inspection, so they all looked at it curiously.

Only Xia Qingfeng bowed his head and played the piano, feeling extremely painful in his heart: I am the one who keeps saying that I want to protect Song Jin, and now I am also the one who has caused Song Jin to fall into the tiger's mouth and show her weakness. She was prepared to die, but now she is in a predicament Among them, but dare not let go.

"My lord, this person really has no internal strength." The big man tried it and bowed to Li Zheng to report.

Li Zheng's expression relaxed. Back then, Song Jin practiced boy kungfu, and her skill was no less than that of the Jianghu. She was especially good at internal kungfu. Now...it is really useless.

Song Jin withdrew her hands and straightened her sleeves: "Let them leave the pavilion, and I will explain the method to you."

The guards exited the pavilion, and Li Zheng stretched out his hand again.

His hands were even anxious and trembling. At first, he thought that the "Shengshi Dafa" was a trap for Song Jin. However, when he saw Song Jin, he believed it.

Not only because Song Jin came alone and calmly, but also because Song Jin's appearance seemed to be back to normal again.

Li Zheng couldn't help but doubt, could it be that Song Jin actually practiced it with that method?
Only castrated people understand the pain of eunuchs. They are all hard lives. No one is really willing to be a crippled and humble person. They can be powerful and powerful, but they have nothing to show off, and no one will envy them. Fear, flattery, unconcealable contempt, but absolutely no envy.

How could they not know this?

Therefore, the obsession with those words is the deepest pain in their lives, and there is nowhere to complain.
Song Jin sat still, looked at Li Zheng coldly, and raised her hand again when Li Zheng's hand was about to touch his clothes.

Startled, Li Zheng raised his head, suddenly remembering who this person was, and cold sweat instantly gathered.

(End of this chapter)