When Li Jie heard the angry shouts from the people in the courtyard, he couldn't help but feel sorry for this Songshan sect member. Everyone has worked so hard for you, but you didn't care about his injuries. Instead, you were angry that the other party might expose your whereabouts.
Li Jie recognized the opponent's Songyang footwork as early as when he performed it. Da Neizang has records of Songyang footwork, but there is no method of movement. However, this is enough for Li Jie to determine the opponent's origin, but it is not Know which one of the Thirteen Taibao this is.
The person behind the chase here has also surfaced. Liu Ji has always been ill-intentioned towards him. Of course he knows something about Li Jie, the person in his house. The person who stayed behind is Wang Cheng, the number one butler in Liu Ji's house. , but I didn’t expect Zuo Lengchan to get involved with Liu Ji. This result surprised Li Jie a little.
Li Jie noted the location of this villa and returned. Fang Kun had been waiting anxiously in the courtyard. Recently, two consecutive intruders made his nerves tense. When he saw Li Jie coming back, he hurried forward and asked: "How's it going? Are you the same person as before?"
Li Jie shook his head: "It's probably not from the same group. The target of the man in black this time is the servants in the front yard. He seems to be here to get information, not to the back yard."
"Then who sent you this time?"
Li Jie said: "This time it was sent by Chief Assistant Liu Ji. The man in black should be one of the Thirteen Taibao of the Songshan Sect. As for the specific identity, it is still unknown. I don't think I will suffer a loss this time." There will be another time, and there is still no clue as to whose sect the previous dead soldier belonged to."
"By the way, don't tell your family what I tell you, so as not to worry them."
Fang Kun also knew the stakes and nodded in agreement, then the two of them went back to their rooms respectively. After working hard for half a night, Li Jie was a little tired. He had to attend the court meeting tomorrow morning, so when he returned to the room, Li Jie took the time to squint for a while. .
The next day in the other hospital, Ding Mian felt a sharp pain and suddenly woke up from his coma.
"Cough...cough..."
Wang Cheng heard the noise in the room and stepped into the room. When he saw that Ding Mian had woken up, his face darkened: "How dare you come here directly last night? What if there are pursuers? Humph! A reckless man is a reckless man!"
Ding Mian couldn't help but feel sad when he heard the question, and said intermittently: "It's a... little... person... who didn't think well. When... cough... cough... the situation was too dangerous and there was no place to go."
I didn't have time to adjust my breath after receiving that slap last night. Now the injury has been compounded. At this moment, the breath in the body is out of control and cannot be controlled at all. The internal organs have become a mess. Even after the injury is healed, the skill is not as good as before.
Wang Cheng has been waiting for Ding Mian to wake up and ask what happened last night. Ding Mian fainted as soon as he came back last night and had no chance to ask questions, so he was always concerned about what was going on in the room.
"What happened last night? Who hurt you?"
Ding Mian said in a weak tone: "Last night, just as the villain was about to take action, the voice of an expert in the mansion came to his ears. The other party used the method of transmitting sound into the secret. He could only hear his voice but not see his person. During the evacuation process He was hit by the opponent's palm, and the villain managed to escape with the help of this palm force."
When Wang Cheng heard that the expression of such a master from the Lin family changed drastically, he screamed: "Idiot! Idiot! The other party is obviously playing hard to get, otherwise how can you survive with the other party's skill?"
After saying this, he glanced at Ding Mian bitterly and hurried to Liu Ji's house to report to him without asking how he was injured.
After Wang Cheng left, Ding Mian showed a sneer on his face. He didn't know that this was the other party's plan. If he didn't come here to let the other party succeed under the circumstances, who knows whether the other party would kill him in anger. Little life? How can you worry so much when you can't even save your life?
The location here has been exposed and it is not suitable to stay for a long time. Ding Mian struggled to get up several times, picked up the brush on the table and wrote a few words tremblingly, telling the other party that he was seriously injured and could no longer continue the investigation, and planned to return to Songshan.
Having just taken a few steps, Ding Mian gritted his teeth and sucked in a few breaths of cold air. He had practiced martial arts for many years and knew that he had missed the best time for treatment. Martial arts is more important to a warrior than life. Thinking of this, The desolate scene of becoming a useless person in the future, a few tears could not help but roll down in the tiger's eyes.
Originally, the best way to deal with it now was to find a place to rest, but the cold reception he received after arriving in Beijing made Ding Mian feel discouraged. At this moment, he misses every plant and tree in Songshan Mountain. He has lost the best opportunity, even if he recovers from his injuries, it will be nothing. To restore two or three levels of skill, for Ding Mian, this result is worse than no treatment, as long as he doesn't die.
Taking heavy steps, Ding Mian arrived at a horse and carriage dealership on a nearby street. After observing for a long time, Ding Mian found a thin coachman and approached him to discuss the price of going to Songshan Mountain.
Ding Mian was patient and finally agreed on the price after some haggling. The reason why he did this was that the coachman was thin and skinny. Even if he had evil intentions on the road, he would not be without the power to fight back. If he were a strong man, Ding Mian would not be able to fight back. Mian's injuries at this time may not be able to be controlled. Secondly, it will give the other party the illusion that he is not rich.
When Wang Cheng reported what happened last night, he was scolded as expected. He was furious on the way back. In his eyes, the culprit of this result was that vulgar man.
Angrily, he returned to the other courtyard and kicked open the door. He found that no one was in the room but left a note. After reading what was written on the paper, Wang Cheng screamed angrily and tore the paper in his hand into pieces.
"How unreasonable! How dare you leave without saying goodbye! I'm so angry, ah... ah..."
Ding Mian had no time to pay attention to the bumps in the carriage, and waves of pain hit his heart. Leaving without saying goodbye this time was bound to cause Liu Ji's displeasure. However, this was the only way Ding Mian could take revenge. The leader saw his miserable state. Presumably I won’t blame him too much.
In Datong Mansion, British Duke Zhang Maozheng was staring at the map in his tent, thinking about how to fight the battle if a war broke out. After a moment, he shook his head in disinterest. He also knew in his heart that this battle would not be fought. At this time, the soldiers opened the curtain and walked into the tent.
"Report to the Grand Governor, there is an urgent message from Marquis Wu'an in the middle of the capital!"
Zhang Mao took the letter from the soldier and opened it. When he saw that the imperial court had approved the tribute, the temperature in the commander's tent suddenly dropped a bit.
The soldier shuddered, and then he saw the governor's face changing from anger to joy, as if changing his face in a Sichuan opera, and he couldn't help but wonder what was written in the letter that made the governor so moved.
Zhang Mao put down the letter and ordered: "There will be envoys coming from Beijing in the next few days, please be careful to welcome them."
After saying this, he waved his hand to signal the soldiers to retreat. The result stated in Marquis Wu'an's letter was not beyond his expectation. Zhang Mao hated and loved Li Jie at the same time. He hated Li Jie because of his stance, but he was happy because of his seven strategies for pacification. .
