Fisherman's Song Dynasty

There was no sound in the camp at midnight. One of the two golden soldiers escorting Mu Dongbai glanced at the bright moon in the night sky and yawned. But just as he opened his mouth halfway, he suddenly heard a sound from not far away. The sound, the two became vigilant at the same time: "Who is it?"

Suddenly a strong force came from their heads, and the two heads collided heavily, and they fainted on the ground without even humming. Xu Zizhen turned around from behind them with a smile. Tie, the ordinary golden soldier only wears a leather hat, not even an iron helmet, which saves him a lot of energy, and he knocks both of them unconscious when he presses his hands.

Xu Zizhen dragged the two of them aside, searched them, and finally found what he needed, a small black sign with a big golden word on it - handsome!

"Huh? Is this brand custom-made for me?" Xu Zizhen grinned and put the brand in his arms, turned around and ran back along the way he came from.

The walls of the cell are not too high, and the gate is also extremely simple, so thin that it can be broken with a kick, but Xu Zizhen knows that this place looks like such a low defense, but in fact it is in danger every step of the way, surrounded by many Let's not talk about ambushes and hidden stakes, I'm afraid there is still a lot of power hidden in this courtyard.

He was wearing only a simple and ordinary coarse cloth clothes, but he walked in so swaggeringly in front of so many hidden piles. There was no guard at the door, but just as he entered, several figures suddenly appeared on both sides, surrounding him. When he got up, the steel knife shone coldly under the moonlight.

"Who broke into the camp?"

Xu Zizhen raised his eyelids and glanced at the opposite side. The person who was speaking was a middle-aged man, his eyes were sharp and imposing, he was obviously not mediocre, and the other people around him were similar to that person. Several people seem to be from the same family.

"Get out of the way." Facing the siege, Xu Zizhen didn't show panic at all, but seemed a little impatient.

His behavior obviously stunned those people for a moment. The middle-aged man opened his mouth and was about to speak again, but when Xu Zizhen flipped his hand to reveal the sign, his attitude suddenly became very respectful, and he waved his hand away Opening the encirclement circle, he cupped his hands and said, "I don't know what your lord is doing when you come late at night?"

Xu Zizhen's heart trembled. From his address, it can be seen that this middle-aged man is probably not a golden man, but probably a member of the martial arts of the Song Dynasty. They are placed here to guard the gate, probably because of their high skills. The other is to use their experience and knowledge to identify possible prison robbers.

Thinking of this, Xu Zizhen's heart suddenly warmed up. This cell was really as he had guessed, and it was by no means simple on the surface. Maybe there was a surprise here.

His thoughts turned like lightning, but his face remained calm, he just said indifferently: "You Shuai sent me to see a few people, maybe I can make them tell the truth." The elixir came, the medicine was about the size of a thumb, the whole body was dark gray, and even if it was not close, it could smell a faint stench.

The pupils of the middle-aged man shrank. He couldn't understand what kind of medicine it was, but judging from the color and smell of the medicine and what the man said, it was obviously not a good medicine. No wonder he dared to walk around in the barracks in ordinary clothes, looking It turned out to be a master of medicine and stone recruited by Youshuai.

"Adults, please come with the younger ones." The middle-aged man turned sideways slightly, Xu Zizhen nodded proudly, and stepped in.

After entering the door, there is an empty courtyard. After passing through, there is a row of low bungalows. The middle-aged man took Xu Zizhen straight into the first room on the right, but Xu Zizhen was stunned when he entered the door. The room was empty and there was nothing there. Just when he was in a daze, the middle-aged man pressed it somewhere, and suddenly a big opening was cut in the bluestone ground in front of him, revealing a gloomy tunnel entrance.

Xu Zizhen was surprised in his heart, but there was nothing visible on his face. He followed the middle-aged man with his face still sinking, and he walked down the road after a while. He walked about 20 steps, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

It turned out to be a very deep dungeon here, with a smell of dampness and decay in the air. He instructed: "My lord, be careful, follow in my footsteps, and never make a wrong step."

Xu Zizhen was stunned again, there are still agencies in this place?Why does Lao Tzu feel that he has entered the Sky Tower?Don't end up being shot to death by random arrows like Chinchilla Bai Yutang...

With apprehension, he followed the middle-aged man into the depths step by step, and finally came to the place he was looking for.

In front of him was a gloomy and narrow passage, with cells on both sides. The door was all made of fine iron, with a small air window above it. Xu Zizhen stood still at the door of the first cell, and looked in through the window. At first glance, as expected, the prisoner here is a blood-stained middle-aged man, he should be from the Song Dynasty in terms of his attire, but his age does not look like Su San's father, and it is estimated that some hero who was righteous was captured by Zongwang. After being captured, he was locked up here.

Xu Zizhen didn't stop, and continued to walk in. He glanced at the windows of each cell, and the middle-aged man followed step by step, without saying a word, like a follower who was on hand, Xu Zizhen didn't mind, anyway, he already had a plan, It doesn't matter whether this person follows or not.

Xu Zizhen gradually became anxious after seeing people he didn't know. Just when he was about to lose patience, he finally saw the person he was looking for in the next cell——Mu Dongbai.

The handsome young man in the past is now completely unrecognizable, the white cloth clothes on his body are full of blood stains, his hair is loose, he falls to the ground leaning against the wall, his eyelids are drooping, he doesn't know whether he is asleep or awake, obviously he was in Wushu's hands just now. After suffering, Xu Zizhen hesitated for a while, but still did not enter the house. Mu Dongbai wanted to save him, but it was not his first target.

Finally, Huangtian paid off, and Xu Zizhen found a familiar figure in a certain corner of the cell. With the light of the torch swinging in the corridor, it reflected an old and haggard face sitting cross-legged in the room. Xu Zizhen was shocked and confused. Hi, almost cried out.

Daoist Xuanyi!Sure enough, he was locked up here!

Xu Zizhen took a breath to stabilize his mind, turned around and said to the middle-aged man, "Open the door." As he spoke, he raised the elixir in his hand.

The middle-aged man glanced at him, and said hesitantly: "This... my lord, be careful, this nun's skills are extremely extraordinary, even if she is seriously injured now, she should not be underestimated."

Xu Zizhen's heart sank, and Taoist Xuanyi was indeed injured.

Soon the door of the cell was opened, Taoist Priest Xuanyi still sat cross-legged, his eyes did not open, he just said indifferently: "Why, did Xia Yao come to persuade the poor Taoist again?"