At this time, both Zheng Yun and Li Yingfeng came forward to give orders to Hu Long.
It turned out that after discovering many traces of artificial excavation in Luding Mountain yesterday, Hu Long speculated whether someone also knew about some Manchu treasures and came here to try their luck.
He has always been prudent in his actions. No matter whether the two sides meet by chance or not, it is not a bad thing to be more prepared. Therefore, he sent a soldier next to him to contact the two groups behind, Zheng Yun and Li Yingfeng, and ordered them to take advantage of the situation last night. At night, I came to this mountain col where the treasure was hidden and lurked on both sides.
It would be best if everything goes smoothly; if something does happen, these are two amazing soldiers that can turn the tide of the battle.
After Hu Yuan encouraged his two capable men, he ordered them to wait for others to clean up the corpses on the ground. The emptied treasures were ready-made burial places.
While his men were busy cleaning up the battlefield, Hu Long was not idle either. He took Feng Daode aside and prepared to try to dig something out of his mouth.
Cheng Lingsu heard that he was going to interrogate the old Taoist priest, and followed him with some interest.
At this moment, Feng Daode's hands and feet were limp and he collapsed into a ball on the ground, but this was not just the effect of Hu Long's sealing of his acupuncture points.
Seeing that Feng Daode seemed to have no strength to even open his mouth to speak, Hu Long smiled at Cheng Lingsu and said, "Miss Cheng, please detoxify this old Taoist priest first, otherwise the poor Taoist will not be able to interrogate him."
When Cheng Lingsu dusted Hu Long's sleeves, he had secretly sprinkled some poisonous powder on his sleeves.
When the two of them fought, the poisonous powder on their sleeves scattered into the air and entered their bodies with the breathing from their mouths and noses.
Hu Yuan was wearing the "Bingxin Poison-preventing Pill" given by Cheng Lingsu, which prevented him from being corroded by the poison. Feng Daode was the only one who was unlucky.
In fact, when Cheng Lingsu vaguely asked him if he was carrying the "Bingxin Poison-Repelling Pill" with him, Hu Long guessed that she was going to use poison to help him. He was only happy about this and had no objection at all.
After all, Feng Daode is also a master who has been famous for many years. Although he is not afraid of the opponent and even has the confidence to win, but if this person sees that the situation is not good and desperately seeks to escape, he is not completely sure to keep him. .
Now that the descendant of the poisonous hand medicine king has taken action, Hu Long is naturally happy to see the success.
Cheng Lingsu chuckled lightly, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, opened it, picked out a little light yellow powder with the nail of the little finger of his right hand, and leaned over Feng Daode, who had a look of shock and anger on his face, and seemed to have just understood what happened. , clasp your fingers and flick the powder into his nostrils.
Then she stood up straight and put away the medicine bottle, turned around and said to Hu Yuan: "Master Hu, I was a little worried that you would be angry that I would use poison to help you. After all, a hero like you has never looked down upon these treacherous methods."
Hu Long laughed and said: "I need to teach the girl how to be a good boy. The so-called 'hero' is a word, not a word. Because to be a hero, you first need to survive, but the latter always die last." Quick. Just like us people in the world love to worship the Second Master Guan, how many people have you seen seriously worshiping the Second Master Guan?"
Cheng Lingsu chuckled at his interesting statement, and any doubts in his heart disappeared.
While the two were joking, Feng Daode, who was lying on the ground, sneezed several times. Although his face was covered with runny nose and tears, he quickly regained some energy. It's just that the seven acupuncture points sealed by Hu Long have not been released yet, so he is still unable to move.
Hu Long smiled condescendingly and said: "Master Feng is a smart man. When Pindao leaves your intentions, I wonder if Master Feng is willing to answer a few questions for Pindao?"
Feng Daode's eyes were full of resentment, and he sneered: "Now that the matter has come to this, will you still give me a way to survive? It's death if you say it, and death if you don't tell me. Why should I give you an advantage?"
Hu Long shook his head, leaned over and sealed Feng Daode's mute acupuncture point first, and then tapped his other acupoints with flying fingers.
Feng Daode's body suddenly tensed up, his face twisted like a demon, and he opened his mouth to scream, but no sound came out.
Cheng Lingsu had a look of reluctance on his face and turned his head without looking.
As a master of medicine, she naturally knows the functions of the acupuncture points pointed by Hu Long. At this moment, Feng Daode has no injuries on the surface, but his body is suffering from the retrograde flow of qi and blood. His whole body is itchy and painful as if gnawed by thousands of ants. Beyond human endurance.
She really couldn't see through Hu Long: usually he was laughing and joking with his subordinates and herself, just like an ordinary playmate next door; but when something happened, he was much more thoughtful. He is good at planning and judgment, and is as cunning as an old fox who has grown into a spirit. When he was hunting for treasures, he insisted on being the first to take all the risks for his subordinates. He is extremely ruthless and ruthless, and seems to have a heart of stone and ruthlessness.
Hu Long, on the other hand, always looked as normal, and was even so leisurely that he ordered his subordinates to bring him another bottle of wine. He drank it leisurely, his eyes unblinkingly staring at Feng Daode, whose eyes were already cracked.
When the pot of wine in Hu Long's hand was half gone, Feng Daode's face finally showed a look of pleading for mercy.
But he did not tie Feng Daode's acupuncture points, and continued to drink the wine from the pot leisurely. It was not until he poured the last drop of wine into his mouth that he threw away the wine pot with unsatisfied intentions, and leaned over the man whose face was already full of tears and his body was paralyzed. Feng Daode, who was reduced to mud, tapped a few fingers to relieve the pain he was suffering.
"Since Zhenren Feng is a smart man, how come he doesn't know that between life and death, there is another realm called 'life is worse than death'. Are you willing to answer Pindao's question now?"
Feng Daode gasped for a while, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Ask whatever you want. Although I don't know much, I definitely have nothing to hide."
Hu Long asked: "How do you know there is a treasure hidden here?"
As expected, Feng Daode replied happily: "Ten years ago, my senior brother Baimei Taoist told me about the Manchu treasures, but there was only the location of 'Luding Mountain' but no detailed location. He ordered me to take him with him every spring and summer. We have secretly trained people from outside to dig out the treasure here. It’s a pity that we have worked hard for ten years and dug almost all over the mountain, but we still haven’t found the treasure.”
Hu Long frowned slightly: "How does Taoist Baimei know about the treasure?"
"I don't know either." Seeing Hu Yuan's hesitant expression, Feng Daode hurriedly added, "Senior Brother Baimei never allowed me to inquire into the details when he ordered me to do something. This has been the case for decades."
Hu Long frowned even more: "You and Taoist Baimei have been brothers for decades, and they even rebelled against Southern Shaolin together. How much do you know about his origins?"
Feng Daode smiled bitterly and said: "We are brothers in name, but in fact we are masters and subordinates. I was just a little beggar wandering on the street, and I met a passing nobleman. He saw that I was smart, so he took me in to serve him. , I kept calling him 'Young Master' at that time. Later, this young master took me to join Zen Master Xingyin of Southern Shaolin, and I was lucky enough to call him 'Big Brother' again."
Hu Long asked in detail about some things about Taoist Baimei, but Feng Daode knew very little. The only gain was to learn that he had secretly arranged some forces outside under the orders of Taoist Baimei, and they had various values. There is a huge amount of property, several secret bases for training swordsmen, and some connections in the government.
When he was sure that he would not be able to ask any more questions, he waved his hand and ordered people to take Feng Daode away and deal with it, but in his heart he was thinking about the white-browed Taoist priest who seemed to have a major conspiracy.
In some unofficial historical novels and film and television works in his previous life, this white-browed Taoist always appeared as a villain, helping the Manchu Qing Dynasty suppress and massacre many righteous men. Looking at what he is doing now, it seems that he has other intentions. At least since he sent people to dig out the Manchu Dragon Vein Treasures, we know that he and the Manchus are not of the same mind. The whole story is very thought-provoking.
