Chapter 447 447: Working hard to complete KPI (twenty-seven) [Please vote for me]
Hero... is sad to be a beauty? ? ?
Lin Feng was speechless for a long time.
Looking at Xu Quan with wide eyes, as if it was the first day he met this guy: "Wen Shi, the beauty you are talking about is..."
Xu Quan patted his chest.
"Needless to say? You are far away in the horizon and right in front of your eyes!"
Isn't he Xu Quan a first-rate beauty?
Because Xu Quan's movements were too heroic, Lin Feng was so close that he could clearly see the suffocating fluctuations.
She subconsciously leaned back slightly.
“Isn’t this bad?”
I always felt that the young man was not for this kind of food.
Xu Quan was actually unconvinced and snorted: "Why is it bad? Is it because my brother is not good-looking, or because he has a bad figure?"
He wished he could show off himself perfectly. Lin Feng was so frightened by the movement of his body that he took two steps back.
"Not really, I'm just worried about alerting the enemy."
Xu Quan smacked his lips and curled his lips in boredom: "You are right. If it ruins Mr.'s good deeds, why not?" I don’t know what to eat. Can you keep an eye on this person alone?”
Lin Feng said: "If there are signs of losing control, I will naturally kill first and then apologize to the lord."
Xu Quan touched his chin and said: "It's a pity that my cousin is not here, otherwise he should be able to help Busy.”
This is the first time that Lin Feng heard Xu Quan take the initiative to mention his cousin Xu Jie. Previously, Xu Jie did business with his lord, and Lin Feng, as Chu Yao’s deputy, also fought with Xu Jie. Contacted several times. The latter didn't smell of copper, which was different from ordinary merchants.
She was curious: "Mr. Xu Da, has a countermeasure?"
Neither Gu Chi nor Jiang Sheng could see it.
Xu Quan nodded: "That's - he travels around all the time, how can he do it with little skills? His business is not just in Tianhai. In addition to doing business on the surface, he also does some smuggling business behind the scenes, including ten crows. The salt and iron business has always been hugely profitable, but the past two years have been uneven, so he has done less."
Xu Jie also dealt with Shiwu frequently. people.
To put it mildly, how much money can you make from a serious business? These shady people behind the scenes are the big ones. A trip is worth more than ten thousand taels of silver? Otherwise, with the Xu family's financial resources, how could they spend money to support Wu Xian's troops?
His cousin is a real know-it-all.
Lin Feng is not so blind.
Understanding Shiwu does not mean that there is a way to deal with it.
However, Xu Quan seemed to remember something in the next second. He made a fist with his right hand and hit the palm of his left hand, and suddenly shouted.
“I suddenly thought of something. If this guy is really the target, he really can’t be killed. Did you say before that this person is isolated from the energy of heaven and earth, making it impossible to read the mind, words and spirits, and even Mr. Gu’s scribes None of the methods worked on him?"
Lin Feng nodded: "Indeed, what did you remember?"
Why did you say you can't kill him?
Xu Quan tried to recall: "I remember my cousin told me something similar before... In this case, in addition to the special physique Mr. Jiang mentioned, there is another one - an extremely rare foreign secret method! The person you see is a Dead man."
Lin Feng got goosebumps from what he said.
"Dead, dead people?"
Xu Quan nodded heavily and said: "Yes, my cousin has seen this kind of secret method. He almost lost all his money while doing business in Shiwu before. Gui, he suffered this loss. According to him, only a small number of Shiwu tribes have inheritance, and they will not use it unless their lives are at stake. Because the dead are non-human, their appearance will show different characteristics from ordinary people. Different.”
How can a dead person read the heart?
Lin Feng frowned: "But his breathing is normal, his body temperature is the same as that of a living person, and there is no stagnation in his movements."
Xu Quan: "Otherwise, how can it be called a secret method?"
Now that I think about it, the purple hair of the slave boy is so natural that dyeing it cannot have the effect.
"Then why did you say you can't kill?"
Xu Quan scratched his head and sighed: "If it is really such a secret method, then killing is like letting the tiger go back to the mountain. Apply to the dying person After surgery, the body will fall into a state of suspended animation. No matter how serious the injury is, it will heal slowly, and its consciousness will wake up in the body of the target and move freely. If it is killed at this time, the consciousness will return to the original body, and it will not be easy to catch the target. " "So cunning?"
Xu Quaandao: "It's not that there is no way to solve it. He killed the person not long after the spell was performed. The injury was not healed and he suffered backlash. There was basically no way to survive. But according to the salt seller's argument, this I have been out and about for at least two months..."
It has only been a hundred days since my bones and muscles were injured.
If you kill someone at this time, the most they can do is vomit blood.
He patted his butt, turned his head, and led others to kill him.
Lin Feng: "..."
After a while she said: "That may not be possible..."
Xu Quan said with a sad face: "I hope not too."
Alas, his secret recipe for hair dye!
Fortunately, he still dreamed that his hair color was eye-catching, and Gong Xiqiu could also see the crowd standing in Wuyangyang.
Now, the dream is shattered.
Lin Feng: "I will tell the Lord and the others about this."
Xu Quan endured the sadness and comforted her: "Don't be too disappointed, after all, he is someone who can be targeted by your teacher. If it were so easy to catch him and kill him, it would be your teacher who killed him.”
Doesn’t it feel better to think about it this way?
Lin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth.
Thank you, I am not comforted at all.
With the ideas provided by Xu Quan, there was a breakthrough in determining the identity of the slave boy. This was the first time Jiang Sheng and his wife heard about this kind of thing. Shen Tang held his chin and sighed: "The forest is really big and there are all kinds of birds... It's not like there is no progress..."
Although the slave boy can escape from the cicada's shell, But think about it on the other hand - as long as he is still alive, I will not wake up.
Imprisoned in disguise.
It’s not easy to make people die, but it’s not easy to make people want to live but not die? This group of literate scholars who are full of troubles have many solutions, but Shen Tang is not worried about this matter.
In fact, apart from the news about the army being exposed, she was not worried about anything else, including Chu Yao's dream - if he was not prepared, he would be passive if someone touched him while drinking water or food, but if he was alert, he would not be a threat.
The real threat to her -
is that the prince goes back to mobilize reinforcements to surround and kill her.
Shen Tang flipped through the account books with a headache, silently calculating in his mind how many more people were needed to reach the target. The tribes that had been exterminated before must have had their effect, causing a bloody storm in Shiwu Royal Court. It's just that the fire isn't big enough yet, so she wants to continue adding fuel.
Shen Tang frowned and thought deeply, the social animal was in pain.
A dreamless night.
The army was well rested and launched a surprise attack on the target on the evening of the second day.
This operation was not hidden from the slave boy.
He was even given crude weapons.
He held the weapon in confusion: "This is it?"
Lin Feng said: "Knife."
"For what?"
"Killing."
The slave boy still wanted to ask who to kill, but he soon knew this It's a redundant question. In this operation, not only the people from Shen Tang's side were involved, but also the refugees in the valley. It’s just that these refugees do not produce food, but are transporters of food.
Food comes first, and they treat their compatriots more cruelly and viciously than Shen Tang and others.
(End of this chapter)