Chapter 78: Catching a turtle in a urn!

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It's late at night.

In Duojia Alley, a drunk scholar leaned against the wall and lowered his head.

His body was full of alcohol, but there was no alcohol in his mouth. The scholar stared at the pine tree in front of him, his head turning.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

"This is the house!" He whispered, touching the wall and walking to the edge of the yard.

The courtyards in the city are not high. If a commoner can have a small house, it is already a sign of good deeds from his ancestors. Where can he find the money to build a high-class courtyard?

The scholar raised his head and revealed his face, it was Zhang Xuezheng who ran out from Tongxuan Mansion.

He climbed on the courtyard wall and looked inside: "Carriage? Zhou Dagu is here!"

Zhang Xuezheng leaned against the wall, with cold sweat breaking out on his face.

That's how people are. It's one thing to let others use it as a knife to kill, but it's another thing to do it yourself.

He leaned against the wall, hidden in the shadows.

My mind was in a mess, thinking about my past.

When his family was poor, Zhang Xuezheng was beaten up by the children of wealthy businessmen. In order to study, he acted as a big horse for the wealthy businessmen to ride in front of the school.

He leaned against the wall and took a deep breath: "It's okay, just kill a few people!"

"I can't help it!"

He has no way out!

Ever since he was treated like a big horse by a wealthy businessman and seen by Bai Yueguang playing the piano, he had no chance!

Zhang Xuezheng looked at the fork in the road in front of him: "I can only move forward, I have no retreat!"

"Damn Tong Xuan, you want me to take the blame and go to jail. Can I still live?"

"I can't die. It took a lot of effort for me to become a scholar. I haven't become a human master yet. I have to go back to seek revenge on that rich businessman!"

He suddenly remembered the face that had long disappeared from his memory. The girl's face suddenly appeared in his mind.

"I'm not married yet! The incense of my Zhang family cannot be cut off with me!"

"I can't die! I'm sorry, Zhou Mingzhou, I have to die!"

"If you die, everything will be fine!"

"The whole Xiangzhou is fine!"

"Lu Tongpan will not use me as a scapegoat. The left prime minister also knows my talents and he will reuse me!"

"Don't worry, I'm rich now and will help you burn more paper!"

Zhang Xuezheng took out a pill from his arms. He spent several months of his salary to buy Dali Pill from the Taoist temple.

He himself is a fourth-grade scholar, and his physical strength is stronger than that of several adults. After taking this pill.

He can fight for a while against an average fourth-grade and second-level martial artist.

Zhang Xuezheng climbed up the wall and jumped into the yard. He leaned against the wall and took out a slender stick of incense from his arms.

It was this thing that fascinated the woman trapped in Tongpan Mansion.

Against Zhou Dagu and his party, this thing is completely overqualified.

He poked a small hole in the window and blew into the room.

Leaning against the wall, the moon is hidden in the clouds.

He heard snoring coming from the room.

People who have never practiced cultivation, have insufficient Qi and blood, and lack the ability to protect the body, will probably not be able to wake up after being fascinated by this drug for three days.

This thing was originally something he got from those two murderers.

Now, not only was it used on Zai Si, but it also stunned Zhou Dagu.

Zhang Xuezheng took out a ruler from his back. As a scholar, it is normal to carry a ruler with you.

The ruler is inserted into the door and moves upward little by little along the crack of the door.

"Bang!" The ruler collided with the door bolt.

Zhang Xuezheng used his hands hard to pick up the door bolt with a ruler.

"Bang!" The door bolt fell to the ground. He leaned against the door without entering. Hearing the steady breathing inside, he pushed the door open with one hand.

"Squeak!" He used the moonlight to see the person lying in the room.

Zhang Xuezheng gritted his teeth. Even if he turned into ashes, he still knew the man's profile.

He took another step forward, raised the knife in his hand, and with hatred blinding him, he stepped into the room.

"Hi!"

Zhang Xuezheng stiffened and heard a sound that shouldn't exist. He raised his head and saw a brown paper bag.

The bag is placed over the head.

With one breath, the person fainted and fell to the ground.

Zhou Dagu got up from the bed. He leaned against the door and put his fingers on his lips.

Closing his eyes, Zhou Dagu quietly listened to the sounds outside the door.

He didn't stand up until his legs were numb: "There's no one outside, he's the only one!"

"close the door!"

The door is closed and the candles are lit.

Zhou Dagu saw Zhang Xuezheng's face clearly and slapped him: "It's you, this grandson!"

Wang An turned his head and looked at Xu Dian: "Brother Dian, you beat someone to death!"

"Nonsense, I entered the country and I can control my strength very well now!"

Xu Dian grabbed the brown paper bag on the ground and said, "He blew something into it. He must have been drugged. What kind of bag is this!"

Zhou Dagu took a look and said, "The stinky tofu, hey, it's really delicious!"

"Tie him up first!"

Zhang Xuezheng is a scholar of the fourth grade and the first level. He has talent and body protection. The drug is useful to him, but it is of little use.

He soon woke up, his body was limp and weak, he opened his eyes and saw Zhou Dagu in front of him holding scissors and pointing it at his fingers.

"Sir, are you awake?"

"What did you do to me?"

"You can't feel it? That's right, you've been drugged, I'm just helping you wake up!"

Zhang Xuezheng was in an extremely panic. He couldn't feel anything unusual about his body, but he would not wake up easily from being drugged: "Zhou Dagu, I am an official of the imperial court. If you dare to attack me, you are going to rebel!"

"You're not the first to threaten me like this!" Zhou Dagu looked into his eyes and smiled.

This smile, in Zhang Xuezheng's eyes, was the same as the judge's pen hanging in the judge's hand.

He felt like his life was coming to an end.

"Zhou Mingzhou, you and I are both scholars. Is there anything we can't talk about?"

"Oh, I'm very happy that you have this realization. It's a pity that you only came to this realization after entering this room. I'm very unhappy!"

Zhou Dagu raised the scissors and scratched his face: "Say it! Who asked you to come!"

"No one is my personal enmity!"

"Oh! If you admit that it's you and me who have a mortal grudge, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Zhou Dagu slipped the scissors and said, "Wang An, use the torn sheet in your bag to block it. Don't let the blood splash too high."

"Brother Gu, I will tell you a business today. This pork! Only the stir-fried pork is the most delicious!"

Seeing the scissors attacking the lower third route, Zhang Xuezheng quickly stopped: "No, I said, I said, it was Lu Tongpan who asked me to come!"

Zhou Dagu stared at him: "Then who asked Lu Tongpian to deal with me?"

"Left Prime Minister!"

Zhou Dagu confirmed the news for the first time. He was stunned for a moment and sat on the stool looking hesitant.

"Zhou Mingzhou, let me go. I am an official. If you attack me, you will be fine. Even if you are talented in poetry, the court will not let you go!"

Zhou Dagu glanced at Xu Dian: "I heard that the Lotus Cult people like blood sacrifices the most, using human flesh and blood!"

Zhang Xuezheng looked nervous. He thought you could still do it. Zhou Dagu took out a token of the Lotus Sect and said, "No way, you are actually from the Lotus Sect!"

"No! How can you be a member of the Lotus Sect!"

"The Lotus Sect is full of wicked and evil people. You have a poetic talent recognized by saints. If you were from the Lotus Sect, how could you have written so many poems?"

Zhou Dagu stood up, extinguished the candle, and looked back at him: "Sir, none of these are important to you anymore!!"

"Remember my face clearly, you can come to me for revenge, as long as you are not afraid of being a ghost and dying again!"

It's late at night, and the moon hides in the clouds.

The wind blows the leaves.

Ye was screaming.