Tangled

Chapter 24 Capturing the Southern Frontier King
"Since you have something to do, go away on your own. It's all at the door, and nothing will happen."

Seeing him making a bow, Shen Qiqi hastily avoided her body and returned the bow again.

"The Eleventh Master is a seventh-rank school rider, and he is just a grassroots man, so he cannot afford the gift of an adult."

Shi stood up all the time, didn't say a word, just took two steps to the side.

Shen Qiqi brought Jinbao and Silverbao into the door, Eleven glanced at the corner of the opposite courtyard wall, let out a long breath, and waved her hands to wipe off the sweat from her forehead.

He walked over, but before he could speak, a sharp sword pierced through the air and fell directly on his neck.

His heart froze, his breath stopped for half a beat, and he stretched out his hand to push it away.

"Thirteen, when did you come back?"

Shisan glanced at him, then swung his sword up again, "What happened just now? Why didn't you protect Lord Hou?"

"Who is with Lord Hou now?"

Faced with such an axis brother, Eleven could only roll his eyes helplessly, and took two steps back to avoid the sharp sword peak.

"Master Hou accompanied the prince to Taoyuan in the suburbs of Beijing. My cousin and I also came back from Taoyuan. Everything was ordered by Master Hou."

After listening, Shisan put away his sword, but still stared at him, as if he would not stop until he saw him out of a hole.

"It's time for Master Hou to come back. If you don't believe me, you can ask Master Hou later."

Shisan stared at it for a while, making sure he was telling the truth, and then relaxed, carrying the sack in the corner to the back door.

Although the thing was wrapped tightly, the person could still be seen from the shape.

Master Hou didn't tell anyone about Shisan's mission this time. He was really curious as to what Shisan had done.

He looked up at the time, there was still some time, Eleven raised his legs and followed.

When they arrived at the dungeon, Eleven sat on a stool, raised his hand and poured two glasses of wine, and handed one to Thirteen.

Thirteen didn't pay any attention to it, and pulled the man out on his own, and tied him to the shelf again. After he tied it up, he came back and took the wine jar, and poured his brains on it.

Watching his movements, Eleven silently pulled back the cup that had been pushed over.

This dog really doesn't care for things at all, he doesn't pour a bucket of water in the corner, he just wants to pour the good wine that comes out of the altar.

The wine splashed on the man's face, and the blood faded, and it was only on eleventh that he could see who it was.

He drank all the wine, stood up and looked around carefully, and then asked in disbelief: "You captured the king of Southern Border?"

People are already here, so asking this seems superfluous.

Thirteen ignored him, and went to the corner to get some salt.

The Gu King of Southern Border nourishes Gu with his body, so ordinary pain is useless to him, even if Thirteen sprinkled layers of salt on his body, he still couldn't make him scream.

"Don't do it first, it's not painful to him for a long time, why don't you tell me how you caught him."

Thirteen glanced at him, then tore off his clothes, revealing his chest that had been bitten beyond recognition by poisonous insects.

There are poisonous insects everywhere in southern border. He was bitten the moment he stepped into the southern border. If he hadn't brought a few bottles of medicine with him, he wouldn't be able to survive now.

Now there are more than a dozen kinds of poisons on his body that have not been solved. If he can't get the king worm, he will have a few days to live.

It was precisely because of this that he tortured the King of Southern Border to death.

After hearing what he said on Eleventh, he didn't stop him anymore, and went to get a lot of torture instruments.

When Gu Tingshu came in, what he saw was that the two of them greeted the Gu king tirelessly as if they had been infected by a Gu.

He sat in front of the table and let them move until Gu King had only one breath left before he said slowly: "Okay."

"Take Thirteen down first to heal."

Eleven and Thirteen looked at each other, bowed in salute, bowed and retreated.

"Gu Tingshu, you have broken your promise. We made an oath back then that you would not be able to arrest me if I did not leave southern Xinjiang."

The king of Nanjiang, who was holding his breath, saw Gu Tingshu sitting in front of him, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out the words through his teeth, with boundless hatred.

Thinking about him, the king of Southern Xinjiang has been in southern Xinjiang for decades, and he has only stumbled four times, but the people in front of him have occupied it three times.

This time, only one guard was dispatched, and he was arrested. If the news got out, what face would he have to live on?
"In October last year, hundreds of people died for no reason in the capital city, and the autopsy was performed, but nothing was found."

"At the beginning of this year, the crown prince was assassinated in another doctor in the outskirts of Beijing. Two assassins were captured by iron cavalry, with southern Xinjiang totems tattooed on their shoulders."

"All these things, isn't it because the King of Southern Border wants to catch up with Gu Mou?"

Gu Tingshu didn't seem to see the hatred in his eyes, and slowly adjusted the wrinkled hem of his clothes.

"You are talking nonsense. My people in southern Xinjiang are very obedient. Without my order, it is impossible to leave southern Xinjiang."

The king of Nanjiang gritted his teeth, not believing Gu Tingshu's words at all.

Gu Tingshu picked up the jade pendant at his waist, played with it a few times and then chuckled, "The King of Nanjiang said it's impossible, so is it really impossible?"

"As far as I know, the King of Southern Border has been assassinated many times over the years."

"If the King of Southern Border still insists on the obedience of his people, then Gu has lost his knowledge."

Silenced by his few words, Nanjiang King gritted his teeth and stared at him with blood-red eyes.

Gu Tingshu stood up, ignoring the hatred in Nanjiang King's eyes, patted the dust off his body and approached him.

"I heard that the king of Nanjiang made a pill that can cure all kinds of poisons a few days ago. Gu wants to see it."

As soon as these words came out, the king of Nanjiang was even more enraged. Counting the days when he sent people to the southern border, it was clear that he got the news as soon as he made the Hundred Poison Pill.

Obviously he does things very secretly, and I don't know how he knows.

The Hundred Poison Pills were refined from hundreds of poisonous substances, using the method of fighting poison with poison, the process was very difficult, he only got seven pills in total.

If this person doesn't open his mouth, he will ask for everything, how can he take it out?
"Although I don't know how Zhenbeihou heard about it, but the old man has never refined it. I must have been deceived by Zhenbeihou."

Gu Tingshu had expected that he would not take it out easily, so he was not in a hurry, and just said softly: "If Gu has the whereabouts of the saintess of Southern Border, hasn't the King of Southern Border refined it?"

In addition to his seven sons, the king of Nanjiang also had a daughter who was extremely favored and became a saint of Nanjiang at birth.

It's just that 13 years ago, due to the civil strife in southern Xinjiang, the saint was taken captive to the customs. The king of southern Xinjiang searched hard for many years, but there was no news.

Hearing that there was news about the saint, the king of Nanjiang suddenly became breathless.

Although Baidu Wan is difficult to make, it can be refined again for the rest of his life, but there is only one daughter, if he can't find it, he will die and have no peace.

"It's just for this deal, why do you force the old man back?"

It's fine to force the captive to come back, and he is still so ruthless, he is now bruised, if there is no king worm in his body, this life has already been lost several times.

"A transaction is a transaction. I can't just forget about the death of my people. Today, the king of Southern Xinjiang is invited to come to discuss an explanation."

(End of this chapter)