Cai Zhao has never seen so many silver needles in his life. They come in all kinds of lengths and thicknesses, including those with oblate heads, wedge-shaped needles with tails, thin ones at the front and thick at the back, and even ones that look like slender triangular pyramids...
Mr. Qian selected twenty-seven or eight silver needles of different shapes, rubbed them one by one with oil and water filled with a strange smell, then walked to stand behind Xiao Gong and ordered him to take off his shirt.
After everything was ready, he calmed down, suddenly exerted force with both hands, and stabbed the silver needle into the back of Xiao Gong's head, shoulders, back, spine, and lumbar spine at several places without stopping. After piercing the back, he quickly jumped to the front of Xiao Gong and placed it on the forehead. Silver needles were inserted into several places on the cheeks and neck.
This Qian Gongzi doesn't seem to have much martial arts, but this set of fingering techniques is incredibly fast, and his fingers fly almost into an afterimage.
After inserting the needle, he immediately pressed the Baihui point on the top of Xiaogong's head with both hands and held his breath to perform the exercises.
This technique is very evil. Except for a little cold sweat on the forehead of Mr. Qian who performed it, not a trace of energy leaked out of his body. On the contrary, Xiao Gong's body was steaming with steam, and wisps of white gas came out from the place where the needle was inserted, like a steamer without a tight lid.
The white air blurred Xiao Gong's face, and Cai Zhao vaguely seemed to see that his appearance and body had changed. In some places, the skin and flesh were slightly bulging, while in other places the skin and flesh collapsed, and even the shoulders were broadened by a few inches.
Xiao Gong was born with a water snake waist. Under Qian Gongzi's luck, the waist actually became rounder and thicker.
There was silence in the room, and everyone stared intently at the strange changes that took place on Xiao Gong's body. It was as if the painted-skinned demon in the old ghost story really appeared in the world, tore off the bloody human skin and put it on his body, confusing the world.
Cai Zhao felt a chill creep up his spine.
After an unknown amount of time, Mr. Qian whispered, "Okay."
He seemed extremely tired, staggered back a few steps, and sat down on the lounge chair behind.
The white air around the small palace slowly dissipated, revealing a frighteningly familiar silhouette - the Fan Xing family!
He touched his face excitedly, and took out a small silver mirror from his pocket to look around: "It's really changed, hahaha, it's really changed, it's so interesting..."
Seeing this strange and exciting expression on Fan Xing's face, Cai Zhao felt as if he saw ten thousand ants crawling across his pillow, feeling uncomfortable all over.
The hook-nosed man walked up to Xiao Gong and looked at him for a while, then said with a smile: "Young Master Qian is really good at his craftsmanship. He is indeed very good at it. Even the woman sleeping next to him may not be able to tell the difference. Hahahaha! This is the first time I've seen him." , come and take a look.”
Manager Chen bent down to take a closer look at Xiao Gong's face, and exclaimed: "It's exactly the same. It's really the same. It's really amazing. I used to think that the legend of the 'Thousand Faces Sect' was an exaggeration, but I didn't expect it to be true."
He stood up straight and looked at the aquiline nose in confusion, "With such a magical skill, why did the black and white gangs join forces to wipe out the family more than ninety years ago?"
The hook-nosed man smiled mysteriously: "It's just because of his extraordinary skills that I can't rest assured. Think about it, if this sect is allowed to flourish, every household in the world will be able to sleep peacefully. Don't be afraid of waking up and changing your pillow. Aren't you afraid that your close disciple will be replaced during the meal?"
Manager Chen understood the situation, glanced at Young Master Qian, and then said loudly: "Thank you very much, Young Master Qian, for helping me. When I accomplish great things in the future, I will definitely thank you very much."
Cai Zhao thought in his heart - Pull him down, thank you again? If you pick up a stick and burn it as incense, you are lying to a ghost! I'm afraid the day when you 'achieve great things' will be the day when this young master Qian will die.
But Mr. Qian didn't seem to have thought of this, and he only waved his hand tiredly: "You're welcome. I promised you that your true colors will be revealed within five days at most."
Xiaogong smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will fall into the abyss within three days, and my body will be gone. Then our people will not have to worry, hahahaha..."
"Is it the abyss under thousands of rivers and mountains and cliffs?" Manager Chen hesitated, "It's very dangerous there, will everything be okay?"
He smiled with a hooked nose and said, "Old Chen is really kind-hearted. He feels sorry for Xiao Gong. Xiao Gong still hasn't thanked Old Chen."
Xiaogong thanked you hurriedly, and then said: "Don't worry, you two, I can't do anything else, but I have been practicing the gecko-stringing skill since I was a child. I can cling to even a mirror, let alone a wind-swept cliff. After two hours, I will slowly climb up."
Old Chen nodded: "In that case, let's get rid of Fan Xing's family, so as not to leave any future troubles."
Cai Zhao's heart sank.
Mr. Qian also seemed surprised: "At least stay a few more hours and learn how to talk and walk like him; to become another person, you don't just have to look the same."
Xiao Gong didn't care: "This kid goes down to the mountain to buy things every few days. I have been hiding in the town for so long, and I have secretly watched him no less than seven or eight times. Each time, I kept an eye on him for more than an hour. His words and deeds have always impressed me. It's very clear." The implication is that the Fan Xing family has no value left.
"You have wanted to replace this person for a long time?" Mr. Qian asked in surprise.
Xiao Gong said proudly: "It's not just him. There are some reputable people in the Qingque Sect. We all have brothers of similar stature who are keeping a close eye on us. Once the situation changes, we can replace him immediately!"
Young Master Qian snorted in dissatisfaction.
The hook-nosed man smiled and said, "Of course, Master Qian needs to take action."
Hearing this, Cai Zhao felt that his palms were clammy.
Chang Ning seemed to sense something and pulled her little hand - his palm was dry and warm.
Cai Zhao took his thumb and held it in his hand. This childish move was just to find some trust and support.
Chang Jing looked at the girl quietly for a while, then turned back.
He was already very familiar with the warmth that surged in his heart. He knew that no matter whether there were monsters or evil spirits everywhere outside, he would always protect this girl.
While the four of them were talking, Xiaogong pulled out a sharp knife from his boot and walked towards Fan Xing's house with a grin.
Mr. Qian said displeasedly: "This is my house. I can't live in it anymore with blood splattering everywhere."
The hooked nose patted Xiao Gong's shoulder: "I'll do it." He said that he was lucky and walked towards the lounge chair.
How could Cai Zhao just sit back and watch the Fan Xing family being killed? When Xiao Gong flashed the sword, she had condensed her energy in the palm of her hand, determined to save the Fan Xing family's life no matter what. Just when she was about to rush out, she suddenly felt a heavy press on her shoulder, and her figure immediately froze.
Chang Ning had already leapt away like a sharp arrow from a bow. His broad long sleeves drew a stunning arc in the air, and then he hit the vest with a hooked nose with a heavy palm - he used this palm as much as he could for the moment. With all his strength, the aquiline nose was immediately knocked out and hit the wall with a bang, blood spurting from the mouth.
The four people had no idea that there was someone else hiding in the house. They were caught off guard and almost stunned.
Seeing that Hook Nose was seriously injured, Xiao Gong was so furious that he rushed toward Chang Ning with his sword drawn out wildly. However, his martial arts skills were far inferior to that of Hook Nose, so one can imagine his end.
Mr. Qian next to the recliner was so frightened that he squatted on the ground and shivered.
Only Manager Chen reacted the fastest. He knew that Hook Nose's martial arts skills were among the best in the house, but he still couldn't match the palm power of this person who suddenly appeared. Although the opponent had the advantage of a sneak attack, there was no doubt about his high level of martial arts. If he jumped in to fight, he would only lose his life, so it was better to call someone quickly.
So he picked up the teapot on the table with one hand, kicked open the window closest to him, and threw the teapot hard. Just when he was about to cry out for help, he suddenly felt his collar tightening, and he was being dragged like a dead dog. Go back and fall to the ground.
Enduring the pain of broken bones all over his body, he saw a short sect disciple standing next to him. He turned his palms inward in the air, and the two windows quickly closed as if being pulled by invisible hands. superior.
Manager Chen didn't know the person in front of him, but he had seen this skill before - on the day of the sacrificial ceremony, the beautiful girl who was about to become a disciple snatched the child from Luo Yuanrong's hands a few feet away with her bare hands. She used this move.
He pointed at Cai Zhao in shock: "You, you are Cai...ah!" The screams stopped suddenly, and a short knife that kept shaking was stuck in his throat. It was the knife that Xiao Gongshi was holding in his hand. Bundle.
Cai Zhao turned around and saw that he was lying against the wall with his nose covered in blood and his neck had been broken. Apparently Chang Ning had added another hand; Master Qian was still holding the legs of the bed and shaking like chaff; he could only lie on the ground. Xiao Gong still has one breath left.
However, the teapot that Manager Chen had thrown out just now hit the bluestone outside the window, making a crisp sound that alerted the surrounding guards. Fortunately, because there was going to be a 'substitution practice' in this room, the hooked nose blocked the guards from a long distance, but they were just around the corner when they arrived.
Chang Ning put his foot on Xiao Gong's head and said calmly: "Besides this place, do you have any other hiding places? Honestly, I'll give you a good time."
Unexpectedly, Xiao Gong was quite stubborn. He endured the pain and laughed loudly: "Your Qingque Sect has been turned into a sieve by us a long time ago. The Destruction Sect is right in front of you, and you are still showing off to me, hahaha..." He looked at Chang Ning. Yipao, thinking that he is also a disciple of the sect.
Chang Ning said no more, and kicked Xiao Gong over with a sharp kick, then went down and broke Xiao Gong's spine, causing him to slowly die of pain.
Cai Zhao was shocked.
At this time, the sound of people outside was approaching, and it was obvious that the guards had arrived.
Chang Ning held the Fan Xing family under his arms, while Cai Zhao reached out to pull Mr. Qian away, wanting to take him away as well.
Mr. Qian quickly showed off the shackles on his feet: "I, I, I, my feet are locked and I can't walk!"
Cai Zhao turned around and was about to search the aquiline nose's body, but Mr. Qian reminded her kindly: "The key is not on him - according to their rules, the person with the key cannot stay with me."
Cai Zhao had no choice but to turn around and hold the iron shackles with both hands and try her best to force them. Unexpectedly, the shackles did not move at all, so she wanted to find some swords to chop with.
Chang Ning saw the clue: "This iron chain should be mixed with black iron. Ordinary swords can't cut it. Don't waste your efforts and hurt your hands when you turn around. Chop off this guy's two feet and you can take him away." gone."
Mr. Qian was so frightened that he almost fainted, with snot and tears flowing out of his nose, and he begged again and again not to let me go.
Of course Cai Zhao couldn't do such a thing. At this moment, she couldn't help but touch her belt, deeply regretting why she didn't go out with a sharp knife.
The chaotic voices and footsteps were approaching the door, so Cai Zhao had no choice but to give up.
She pinched the back of Mr. Qian's neck, took out a fragrant pill from her waist pouch with her other hand and stuffed it into his mouth. Then she closed his jaw hard and the pill was swallowed.
Mr. Qian was shocked: "You, you, you, what did you eat...Help...ah!"
Before he could finish his words, Cai Zhao knocked him unconscious with a knife strike.
Cai Zhao stood up and was about to rush out with Chang Ning.
Unexpectedly, Chang Ning handed Fan Xing's family to her and whispered: "I'll lure them away, you go from the back." When they were hiding behind the dark pavilion just now, they did see a small window on the side, which should be used to ventilate the clean room. of.
Cai Zhao knew very well Chang Ning's ability...and bottom line. It was not difficult for him to escape the encirclement by himself, so he took Fan Xing's family and hid behind the dark pavilion without saying anything. Before entering the dark pavilion, she saw Xiao Gong lying on the ground and seemed to have expired. , and then the body shape was slightly distorted.
At this time, the door to the room was slammed open. Chang Ning burst into laughter and rushed forward. Unsurprisingly, there was an ouch...
Taking advantage of the chaos at the front door, Cai Zhao carried Fan Xing's family on his back and got out through the small window on the side. He jumped out of the courtyard in a few clicks. After exiting the alley, she turned into a corner and put Fan Xing down, and suddenly noticed something flashing on the back of his neck.
After she opened Fan Xingjia's collar and examined it carefully, she slowly pulled out a very thin gold needle from the second joint of his neck.
The golden needle trembled slightly, and in addition to the smell of blood, it also exuded a very faint familiar fragrance.
A flash of thought flashed through, the fog gradually cleared, and Cai Zhao put the gold needle into his waist pocket.
——She somewhat understood.
At this time, the sect disciples patrolling in the town also heard the noise in the alley and rushed over with their silver whistles blown. The person leading the way was Zhuang Shu, the eldest disciple of Uncle Li Wenxun.
Cai Zhao looked down and saw that Fan Xingjia, who had pulled out the golden needle, was already moaning and about to wake up.
She thought for a moment, then put Fan Xing's house in the alley in front, and then quickly backed away. She didn't leave quickly until she saw Zhuang Shu and other disciples discover Fan Xingjia lying on the ground from a distance.
After that, she ran all the way, almost from the west entrance of the town to the east end of the town, before stopping, holding on to the sign pole in front of a restaurant and gasping for air. At this time, she saw a group of people in scarlet robes coming slowly in front of them, and the person in the middle was not Song Yuzhi.
Cai Zhao wanted to avoid it, but suddenly she thought that she needed to ask Song Yuzhi for confirmation. So she glanced and saw a thick tile teapot on a small table at the side of the restaurant entrance for the traders and footmen to quench their thirst.
She carried it away in a flash.
After hiding in the corner of the alley behind the store where swill was poured, Cai Zhao wetted his handkerchief with tea and quickly wiped his face. He took off his fake Adam's apple and other items and threw them into the swill bucket. He then scattered his hair and straightened it, and then She took off her sect robe, revealing the light red skirt underneath - she turned back into the beloved Junior Sister Cai.
"Third Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, wait a moment..." Junior Sister Xiao Cai ran forward out of breath.
The guards surrounding Song Yuzhi first pressed the hilts of their swords to warn her, and then when they saw a beautiful little girl who was sweating profusely, Song Yuzhi hurriedly stepped forward to greet her, all showing expressions of "I see."
Song Yuzhi held the girl's arm and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with Zhaozhao? Is someone chasing you?"
At this moment, Cai Zhao didn't have time to explain this, so he said hurriedly: "Third Senior Brother, I have something to ask you, can you... lend me a step to talk to me."
The girl's eyes were bright, as if burning with two clusters of flames, she was both excited and anxious.
Song Yuzhi felt his heart beat faster after looking at him for a few more times. He turned around and gave some instructions to the guards. The guards immediately and considerately stepped back seven or eight steps... and then stretched out their ears.
Seeing that this was a deserted street corner, Cai Zhao said bluntly: "Third senior brother, the people who came to Guangtianmen yesterday were not sent by my father, but called by you yourself, right?"
Song Yuzhi raised his handsome eyes with admiration in his eyes and admitted directly: "Not bad."
"Why did Third Senior Brother suddenly call a large group of guards up the mountain? Even if Senior Brother you are still injured, why do you need to be so defensive in your own school?" Cai Zhao asked.
Song Yuzhi was silent.
The girl didn't seem to expect him to answer, and continued: "Because the third senior brother noticed something was wrong, something that couldn't be explained to others. What I said was right."
Song Yuzhi suddenly raised his head, his eyes dark.
Cai Zhao said sincerely, "Third Senior Brother, now that my father's life and death are uncertain, it's critical for me to investigate something. I hope you can tell me, what exactly did you notice was wrong a few days ago?"
