Chapter 565 Not much
Inn.
"Sir, sir, there is news from the rebels."
Qin'er knocked on the half-open door and whispered.
But he didn’t dare to look inside.
Because the adult inside seems to be lying on the bed with his upper body naked, and the woman seems to be very close to the adult...
This, this, this, I, am I not here at the wrong time? Ah...
But she couldn't hide the news about the rebel army, otherwise she didn't know what would happen to these two adults! Judging from the horrific killings that night, it’s hard to say that she dared to hide anything. She would just pick up the knife and drop her head, and her head would fall to the ground...
Qin’er knew very well how much she weighed. For a little person like her, she wanted to If you want to survive in the hands of this kind of monster, you must be obedient enough.
She didn’t want to die, even though she seemed to be infected with blue blood disease, she still didn’t want to die.
The rumored reincarnation and afterlife are all like those propaganda dogmas in cults, full of untruths.
In Buddhist dogma, there is also the belief that the Buddha can live forever and be blissful, but believers are dead and dead.
"Waiting outside the door."
When Qin'er thought of this, the young man in the room made an unhurried voice.
Don’t be ashamed! They were making out in broad daylight, and they didn’t even care if they were discovered...
Qin'er's cheeks felt hot, and she also closed the half-open door.
As soon as the door was closed, today’s physical examination in the room was over.
Fang Yu put on his clothes and asked strangely.
“Why didn’t you close the door?”
Ding Hui blinked.
"Guess."
Fang Yu was speechless.
Guess what, you must have awakened some strange fetish...
After getting dressed, Fang Yu got off the bed and changed the topic.
"How did the rebels contact Qin'er? It seems that no one has been upstairs all morning."
Fang Yu's perception ability is much stronger than Ding Hui's. He didn't notice any movement, which means that no one has gone upstairs.
How did Qin'er get the information?
Ding Hui blinked again.
"No one has ever gone upstairs, but some special mosquitoes have flown past the door of our room twice."
Fang Yu was stunned.
mosquito?
He paid close attention to people's breath and didn't care about bugs or anything like that.
And mosquitoes and the like are very small in size, so they are easily ignored by him.
Wait!
“Did you already find the bug when you opened the door, or did you open the door because of the bug?”
The logical relationship between the former and the latter is different, but Ding Hui just blinked slyly and did not answer directly, just said.
"I left something on that woman. As long as the mosquito touches her skin, I can track its flight path within half an hour. How about that? Let's follow the mosquito first. Should we go with the woman’s information, or should we follow the bug and find the rebels directly?”
It can only be said that it’s Ding Hui who really thinks further than him...
As for when Ding Hui will do it? Fang Yu was not sure about Qin'er's actions. He didn't pay much attention to Qin'er.
Fang Yu pondered for a moment and asked: "Where is that insect now?"
"It's still moving, about three to five blocks away. I guess when it stops, it will reach its destination and return to its owner."
"That's it. "Don't worry, let's listen to what Qin'er says first."
He took Ding Hui out of the room. No matter where he went or what he did this time, Fang Yu was ready to take Ding Hui with him. The experience is still fresh in my mind.
There are so many experts in Thunder City. If Ding Hui is not taken with him to protect him, Fang Yu would really feel a little unsure.
And we are about to come into contact with the behemoth of the Rebel Army, so we cannot afford to neglect it.
When they got outside the house, the woman Qin'er had been waiting at the door for a long time. She had a low eyebrow and was not offensive at all.
"Two adults."
Qin'er lowered her head to salute at this time, but thinking about the sexy things the two of them might have done in the room just now, her cheeks couldn't help but get hot.
"What did the rebels say?" Fang Yu asked.
"The rebels asked me to go to Jiuyang Temple and tell me the truth about the information about you."
When Qin'er spoke, she stretched out her arms.
Part of her arm was swollen, as if she had been bitten by a mosquito, and it seemed to have become red and swollen from scratching it with her hands.
The red and swollen part is crooked and slightly abstract, as if it shows the word "Nine Yangs".
Ding Hui was immediately interested. He grabbed her hand and looked at it carefully, which made Qin'er look nervous.
"Does it itch? How do you control the display of specific text?"
Ding Hui said to herself, then she scratched Qin'er's arm with her fingertips, which immediately opened her mouth and spilled a little blood.
Ding Hui dipped a little on his finger and took a lick.
A look of pity soon appeared on his face.
Somewhat interesting, but not much.
“It seems that the martial arts methods such as controlling insects do not include special changes in properties. If we can go a step further and control the insect monsters to carry out special cultivation and changes, these skills should be able to be used. There is considerable room for improvement..."
Ding Hui is always interested in novel things, but unfortunately her energy is limited.
Just as she would selectively give up the mastery of formations, when moving from one area of expertise to another, the first thing Ding Hui needs to consider is compatibility, rather than learning from scratch. .
Fucking bugs is certainly interesting, but again, she has to cooperate with insect monsters and other methods to make it worth the cost of her research.
Of course, if Fang Yu is willing to learn this kind of insect manipulation method, that is another matter.
Ding Hui was willing to devote his energy to researching something for Fang Yu.
After feeling the pain, Qin'er was so frightened that she took two steps back, put on a pitiful look, covered the wound on her arm, and lowered her head.
"My lords, two lords, I am just a newcomer who has just joined the rebel army. With my status, I should not be able to see my superiors... Before the mission started, they told me that they only need me Make a written report. This time I was asked to go to Jiuyang Temple because they wanted to write the information into a letter and put it in the incense box of the temple... so they probably didn't intend to have direct contact with me. "
Qin'er didn't expect the rebels to rescue her, but she couldn't hang her life on the moral standards of the two people in front of her.
So, she had to find a way to save herself.
The rebels don’t care about themselves, but the scarred man definitely does.
The scarred man's morbid care and determination to let him practice martial arts will definitely not give up on him.
So as long as you add some small content to the report letter, make it into a code word, and let Scar Man find out, you should be able to let Scar Man find a way to rescue yourself...
Sword Scar Man is not very strong, but he is a free man and can find ways to get others to deal with these two people to increase his chances of escape.
In addition, Jiuyang Temple is a quite large temple and very popular. If you take advantage of the crowd, there is a certain chance of escaping. It was a matter of life and death, Qin'er thought a lot about it.
But the man and woman didn't seem to pay too much attention to Qin'er's words.
Whether it is the content of the letter or the fact that he cannot see his direct superior, he appears somewhat calm.
"Really? It doesn't matter, just write the letter and do it, and then we will set off to visit Jiuyang Temple together."
Fang Yu's words, although Qin'er felt sad Doubtful, but still nodded in agreement.
After a while, the three of them left the inn.
However, the three of them had just walked away for a while when a group of officers and soldiers led the team to the inn.
"Sir, sir? What happened?"
The shopkeeper's face was so frightened that his face turned pale.
Rows of officers and soldiers, carrying poles, put down large boxes. Just by looking at the appearance, you can tell that the contents of the boxes must be valuable.
But, he is a small inn, how can he be involved with such an adult in the stupid world?
If they are here to seal down their inn, then this situation is really a bit overkill...
The shopkeeper is quite clear about the weight of his inn.
"It's none of your business here. The inn, Yudi Mansion, is reserved today."
Song Zhenrong threw a few taels of silver to the shopkeeper, who almost didn't react and didn't catch it.
Yu Di Mansion is famous for being domineering. It is almost impossible to occupy an inn and return the money.
Could it be...
"Is this sir...Song Zhenrong, Captain Song?"
Song Zhenrong raised his eyebrows slightly, the owner of the little inn actually knew about him?
"Did the distinguished guest on the second floor tell you?"
The distinguished guest on the second floor? ?
The shopkeeper was dumbfounded again. He had heard of it occasionally. Captain Song was one of the few good people in Yudi Mansion. Even if something was broken while handling a case, compensation would be paid as promised. He was quite trustworthy.
As for who the distinguished guest on the second floor is... then he has no idea at all.
Song Zhenrong naturally understood what was going on when he saw the shopkeeper's reaction.
He is not planning to leave either. There is Doctor Mo and others at home to take care of his sister, so there is no need for him to worry.
I came to the inn this time to fulfill my promise and pay Ding Hui.
It's just that he had gone upstairs to see that Ding Hui and others were not in the inn, but the basic salutes were still there, so Song Zhenrong planned to wait for their return in the inn.
But this time, an unexpected person was waiting.
“Ami...Buddha.”
That was a monk, dusty in life, but with a woman by his side!
The combination of a monk and a woman is rare, and this inn is already occupied by his men. The presence of Yudifu men standing outside the door is enough to persuade ordinary people to retreat.
This monk dared to come to the door like this, he was so confident.
Is it simply that you are not afraid of death, or is it... that you have more confidence?
“Where did the monk come from? Get out of here!”
“The smelly monk came here to ask for alms? Didn’t you see that our Yudi Mansion is doing business here!”
Song Zhenrong also Without saying anything, the men at the door were already chasing people away.
This scene immediately made the innkeeper sigh in his heart, the king of hell is easy to meet, but the kid is difficult to deal with.
Although Captain Song is good-tempered and good-tempered, the people under his command are exactly what Yujifu should be like, arrogant, domineering, arrogant, and arrogant...
Although he was scolded by others Get out, but the monk has a good temper and doesn't care.
But the woman next to the monk immediately became unhappy.
“Yo↑yo↑yo~ Yujifu is amazing. If it weren’t for the fact that a few of you are pretty good-looking, I wouldn’t let my pigeons ↑ pigeons ↓ come near you!”
This statement was both a compliment and a compliment, leaving many people unable to react.
Song Zhenrong stood up at this time and walked towards the two people.
"Master, what do you want from us?"
Song Zhenrong behaved politely, and Monk Quan Heng also followed suit.
"Master, I want to know where to go to Anfu?"
Anfu? There are many Anfus in Thunder City, but by default, they are all Anjia among the ten major families.
As for this kind of question, anyone can ask it clearly on the street.
After a brief pause, Song Zhenrong said.
"Master, I'm just a stranger to you, you're not a local, are you? Why don't I let my subordinates lead the way for master?"
Putting his hands together, Quan Heng said with a smile.
"Thank you, sir."
After arranging for his subordinates to give eye cues and let them stare at the strange monk, Song Zhenrong watched the strange pair leave, and then looked thoughtful.
The septic blood clone demon, as a demon, has the most basic abilities of a demon, devouring others and wearing human skin.
Last night, his sister barely managed to save her life from the septic blood clone demon, and he also had a brief fight with the septic blood clone demon.
I can’t say... this strange guy is the new human skin of the septic blood clone demon!
Song Zhenrong narrowed his eyes. He planned to send someone to keep a close eye on the monk and the woman.
The locals in Thunder City all have detailed archive records and traces of their past lives.
The septicemia clone demon has shown its flaws many times before. It was also because it devoured local people and was easily exposed by people around it as blue blood disease.
So Song Zhenrong boldly speculated that the new disguised human skin of the septic blood clone demon should choose people from outside the city, so as to fool the underworld and reduce the risk of being discovered.
Song Zhenrong feels that his idea is quite correct, so he will pay more attention to people from outside the city.
As for Brother Diao and Doctor Ding, after what happened last night, they are basically half their own.
Not to mention the septic blood clone demon, it is still unknown whether he can take down Brother Diao.
Dr. Ding, who is protected by Brother Diao, will naturally not give the septic blood clone demon any chance.
Thinking about it, Song Zhenrong thought of the captain. Judging from the way the septic clone demon held a grudge, maybe its next target would be the pregnant captain.
After the team leader became pregnant, his strength has dropped a lot, making him an easy target...
Thinking of this, Song Zhenrong felt a little restless.
“But the captain of the convoy, because he is pregnant, except for missions, he rarely goes out on weekdays, so nothing will happen...”
…
“ Bald Pigeon ↑ Pigeon ↓, guess if some people from Tianyuan Town also came to Thunder City? "
The people from Yudi Mansion led the way, but Guo Yuxin on the carriage was. He put his chest against Monk Quan Heng's back, blew on him and asked in a low voice.
But the only thing that responded to her was the words calm Amitabha.
"Bald Pigeon↑ Pigeon↓ pretends to be serious, but I know it. As soon as I said that there seemed to be officers and soldiers in the inn who looked like acquaintances from Tianyuan Town, you immediately came over, Bald Pigeon↑ Pigeon ↓Do you miss the little officers and soldiers of Yudi Mansion in Tianyuan Town? ”
(End of this chapter)