lethal arsenal

Chapter 117
"Master."

Ma Xinyi cupped his hands, took the white porcelain medicine bowl from the servant, and brought it to Yuan Sanjia's bedside with his own hands.

Yuan Sanjia half covered his body with the sheet, turned over to reveal a pale and bloodless face.

This is the appearance of Zhenger Bajing who is seriously ill.

"Good medicine tastes bitter, and put it aside."

Yuan Sanjia said indifferently, his eyes fell on Lin Dong who was beside the old horse.

"You regret it now, but it's still too late, if..."

Lin Dong interrupted the words before they finished speaking.

"Marshal, what are you talking about? In this world, there is no reason to be so successful and fall short."

Lin Dong raised his eyebrows, as if the soldier was not the one who risked his life to assassinate him.

Yuan Sanjia's eyes, which were not fluttering in the ancient well, had two subtle fluctuations.

"Is there really such a pure and good person in this world? Serve the country with loyalty?"

Thoughts are fleeting.

"Okay! Since you have this intention, you didn't waste the old man's suffering. You can also rest assured that as long as you can succeed in the matter over there, even if you suppress all the Linhuai troops, the old man will definitely break the city of Suzhou."

Yuan Sanjia made a very solemn guarantee.

It is not easy to say such words from an old and cunning fox.

The so-called assassination case of Yuan Sanjia was originally just a bitter plan written and directed by the Linhuai Army Group.

On the day of Lin Dong's support, Ma Xinyi stayed at Yuan Sanjia's mansion for half the night.

Early the next morning, the general of the Linhuai army was assassinated. How could there be such a coincidence in the world?
The reason for this is to withstand the pressure of the court.

The seventh day of the next month is the day to worship the blood of the unicorn.

And if during this period, the imperial court's decree came down to let Yuan Sanjia return to Hefei Mansion to preside over the overall situation, the old horse alone would not be able to suppress Bao Chao and Zeng Guoquan.

And at that time, Lin Dong's seizure of the city might not be an addition to the Hunan Army's credit book. In such a situation, how could it be possible for the Linhuai Army to let it happen.

As a last resort, Yuan Sanjia acted out such a play.

I am already on the sickbed, even if the imperial decree comes, I will not be able to urge it, otherwise, if something happens, who will bear the responsibility?

The little yellow gate, the eunuch passing the decree, or the emperor's old man to carry this pot?

This can be regarded as Yuan Sanjia's greatest support to Lao Ma and Lin Dong brothers.

"Marshal, don't worry, we will live up to our expectations."

Ma Xinyi and Lin Dong cupped their hands and said at the same time.

……

There is a saying that the rain is still dark in the western mountains, and there is a thunder in Xiaoshu.

The sixth day of the lunar new year happened to be a small summer heat. Coincidentally, God thundered, dark clouds rolled in the sky, lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled. The whole Luzhou Mansion looked extremely gloomy, and heavy rain was about to come.

"Okay, I'll go out for a while, so you just stay at home."

Lin Dong bid farewell to Susu, took a black umbrella, and went out with a tiger-head iron fist gauntlet on his horse's back.

For such a meticulous project as assassination, it is inconvenient to carry a piercing three-pointed spear. With Lin Dong's current strength, unless he is a master of Yi Wang Shi Dakai's level, the rest, with weapons or without weapons, is actually not bad, they are all hung up.

Su Su leaned against the door, looking at the dark figure, leading the horse into the dark street, a little worried, but finally, biting her lips, she only shouted: "Master, come back earlier."

"Forget it."

Lin Dong didn't turn his head back, but responded.

Meeting at Luzhou Mansion on the sixth day, presenting treasures on the seventh day, and back and forth every two or three days, Ma Xinyi's soldiers and horses will also rush to Suzhou Mansion one after another during these three or two days, kill Tan Shaoguang, and take Suzhou Mansion. He can almost leave his name in the history.

Beheaded two figures of the heavenly king level, isn't it worthy of leaving a name in history?
It can't be said that the Qing court will bestow the title of nagging Ba Tulu.

A ray of white light tore through the sky, and in an instant, Lin Dong's eyes were brightened. Lin Dong saw a scabbard-like figure hiding its sharpness, but looking sharp, standing under heavy dark clouds.

"Is this person waiting for me?"

The thought flashed by, and Lin Dong walked over quickly.

"General Lin, please."

His throat was extremely hoarse as if he had swallowed charcoal.

Wearing a bamboo hat and a mask, as if afraid of being recognized by others... But, "Lu Ping?" Lin Dong asked tentatively.

"I'm not."

The man said immediately.

"oh oh."

Lin Dong opened his mouth to answer twice, and immediately changed his words: "Then please."

The two passed through the dark clouds and met up with the members of the White Lotus Sect near the gate outside the city.

This time I met the real master, Lu Ping, dressed in white, holding a folding fan in his hand and holding it gracefully.

He, the bamboo hat guest, and Lin Dong are all the people involved in this assassination, there are only three in total.

Lu Ping was sitting in the carriage, the driver was a man in a bamboo hat with two thin knives on his waist, and Lin Dong followed behind with his own fire.

The entire assassination team was very plain and simple, and there was not enough manpower for any business, let alone assassinating a general of the Taiping Army.

"General, soldiers are more expensive than elite soldiers."

Lu Ping explained in this way.

"Is he a woman?"

Thinking of Xiao Daotong's words, Lin Dong couldn't help but take another look. In fact, it doesn't matter if it's a woman or not, but if this appearance is a saint of the White Lotus Sect, then it's worth pondering... It's just that the thought changed again, and it must have been a wrong judgment.

Since Lu Ping also participated in this assassination, it doesn't make sense to be a nagging saint.

Can't the saintess of the White Lotus Sect also put herself in danger because of some trivial matters?

It's not like playing a love game with yourself, dedicated to assassination, life or death!

Such dangers cannot be taken lightly.

"By the way, where is the unicorn blood? Can you show it to me? I'm curious."

As soon as they met, Lin Dong couldn't help asking.

Lu Ping didn't lie to him, and called Lin Dong into the carriage, which contained two boxes, one large and one small.

The small one is a copper box, the big one is a wooden box, and Lu Ping casually hangs the keys on his wrist. He lifts up his cuffs, revealing his white and delicate skin.

The key was pushed into the copper box, and it clicked tightly, with a soft click.

Open the lid, revealing a red red pill.

Lin Dong couldn't help taking a second look, and grabbed it into his hand. The elixir was warm and moist, with a glow that flowed like blood.

[You bought a rare unicorn blood pill]

[Explanation: Qilin is the king of beasts, Qilin Blood Pill is a precious medicine made from the painstaking efforts of beasts.The first time you take the Qilin Blood Pill, you can bless the fusion progress of "The Bull Demon Comes into the World" by 5%, and the second time you take it, the blessing progress will be 3%, and you can continue to eat it. The more you take the same kind of elixir, the efficacy will gradually decrease. 】

The scarlet red pill was held in his hand, vaguely, Lin Dong seemed to see a flashing phantom of a unicorn.

A long time passed.

Before Lin Dong put the elixir into the copper box, he felt a lingering elixir fragrance on the palm of his hand.

"Is there any more of this thing?" He couldn't help asking.

Lu Ping smiled without saying a word, and closed the copper box without haste.

"I knew that your White Lotus Sect is so rich. At the beginning, when Cui Yingying asked me to marry me, it was not impossible to consider it. Sigh..."

Lin Dong looked regretful.

The sweet scent of Great Dan still seems to be lingering at the tip of the nose.

How could Tan Shaoguang, He De, take such a pill every month?

Lin Dong remembered very clearly that a green affix was sacrificed to [The Bull Demon Comes to the World] and the blessing progress was increased by 10%. Such a great pill was equivalent to half a green word. In Lin Dong's opinion, giving it to others would be considered wasteful.

Lu Ping explained indifferently: "We don't have a lot of elixirs like Qilin blood in stock, and we can only produce two pieces a year at most. The reason why we offer it to Tan Shaoguang is because he lent us the [Taiping Yaoshu Earth Scroll] back then. Every three qilin elixirs can raise an ordinary four-level martial artist to the level of alchemy."

"There are a total of twelve pills in the storeroom, and today's pill is the ninth big pill offered, which means..."

Lu Ping deliberately whetted Lin Dong's appetite, and laughed at Yan Yan.

"That is to say, there are at least three Great Pills in your warehouse?"

Lin Dong couldn't help raising his brows, let's fish here, right?
But he was such a big fish, he couldn't help but want to bite the hook.

"That's right, if the entry to Beijing goes well this time, we, the White Lotus Sect, will offer all the follow-up pills."

Lu Ping said calmly.

"it is good."

Lin Dong couldn't help laughing loudly, "Don't worry, the safety of the saint is left to me. As long as I, Lin Yuanjue, is alive, I will guarantee that no one will hurt her hair."

Hearty laughter spread all over the world in an instant.

The bamboo hat guest on the seat of the carriage held a whip, his eyes seemed to be closed, the whip lightly twitched, and hit the horse's buttocks, with a slap, the brown-red horse immediately accelerated.

"It's raining."

The bamboo hat guest sighed leisurely.

In an instant, the Suzhou Mansion in the distant mountains was densely packed, with traces of raindrops everywhere.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a string of pearls, or the Milky Way falling in a hazy city shaded by green hills... The wet thief, shaking his head, followed the carriage closely.

(End of this chapter)