"Brother An, I think it's better to kill him!"
Although every time the three of them discussed something, Chen Anzhi would close the ear points of Wei Chun and Dian Wei so that they could not hear their discussion.
But just now, Barbarian Tiger's action of taking out something caught the three of them off guard, and Wei Chun and Dian Wei still saw it.
Therefore, Chen Qingzhi felt that it was safer to kill him.
"Don't kill or cut into pieces at every turn. It's not easy for someone who has grown up like this."
Chen Anzhi's words made Chen Qingzhi's throat choke.
This guy, how long has it been since he was here, is still playing Madonna’s Heart.
"What a big deal, Qinglan, blocking their five senses!"
After looking at Chen Qingzhi's expression and observing the three observations and perceptions given by Barbarian Tiger for a long time, Chen Anzhi smiled at Chen Qingzhi.
Later, Wei Chun and Dian Wei temporarily became the living dead.
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"this?"
Chen Qingzhi is puzzled.
"Although these three things look the same on the outside, they are fundamentally different. They are alienated..."
According to the pharmacopoeia in Ji Rushuang's mouth and the "Compendium of Materia Medica" that Confucius asked him to memorize by rote, it took Chen Anzhi half a moment to make Chen Qingzhi understand.
When the sunflowers, gotu kola, and cuttlefish outside are combined together with certain plants, they can become the drunken spring.
But the alienated Sunflower, Gotu Kola, and Brokenheart Grass given by Barbarian Tiger, when combined together, can have the effect of ignoring the black mist.
As for the rest, there is no need to say too much about Chen Qingzhi, who is determined to be a swordsman.
"What you mean is to mislead Wei Chun and Dian Wei, making them think that after applying Sunflower, Gotu Kola, Bronchus and Jixi Teng's concoction on their bodies, they can ignore the black mist of Murong Villa, and then in fact they can't. I've been poisoned by aphrodisiac, and it will seep into my strength and I can't get rid of it at all?
You are trying to trick Wei Hou to death! "
Chen Qingzhi was surprised.
"Didn't I say it before? If you can't even be a gangster, then you have to take the blame."
Chen Anzhi said with a smile.
Sure enough, it was Li who was in the East at that time. He picked up a little fat man and became a drug tester. He made him develop the Drunken God Spring Powder, and now it has given him a way to make a fortune.
He thought that after he forced Wei Chun to open Qianjinfang to buy the antidote for those people who were suffering from aphrodisiac poison, how could Weizhou Academy be able to become a saint in the Wei Dynasty.
Because Wei Hou is the most solid supporter of Zhang Jingzhi, the first assistant.
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"Do you remember everything?"
Wei Chun, who saw Chen Anzhi and the others entering the black mist without being transformed after some fussing, had "easily" relieved the acupuncture points and restored their five senses, asked the book boy Dian Wei.
"I remember everything!"
Dian Wei responded.
"Chen Anzhi, when you fall into my hands, I will make sure you live and die!"
Wei Chun gritted his teeth and said.
After being tortured for several days, he was treated like a beast.
He was only shown when he was told, and he was listened to only when he was told. He had to report even when he pooped and peed. He would repay this humiliation ten thousand times.
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"Brother An, he should be scolding you!"
Sneaking through the black mist, nothing happened.
Chen Qingzhi was in a good mood.
"He must be scolding me 'Damn Chen Anzhi', but he doesn't know what we look like in front of him, are we Chen Anzhi and Bei Jian?
We are in Beigu, building honestly.
This is the ruthless bargain hunter who makes Wei Hou no longer have a foothold! "
Chen Anzhi's words made Chen Qingzhi hesitate.
He asked them to keep hiding their faces, but kept telling their true identities. It turned out to be here.
Scholar Tiechu, the head of Wangcheng, is even more difficult to mess with.
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"Elder brother, have you arrived successfully?"
The wind in North Valley is starting to get colder.
On the tiled roof of the Weilai Hall of the Weilai Villa, looking up at the bright moon, Anping is missing him. He has not yet fully adapted to the life without his master and senior brother.
The eldest brother gave him instructions for making tools in the craftsman's workshop, but the requirements were too detailed, and he was somewhat unable to do so.
"Xiao Anzi, what's wrong?"
A big, fat hand hung on his neck, and his mouth was slurred.
Anping knew that Jia Pipi was chewing chicken legs again.
"Second senior brother, I miss you, Master!"
After all, he is a child raised by his wife. Anping is only 16 years old, so he is considered a half-grown baby.
He leaned his head on the shoulder of Jia Pipi, who was only a few years older than him, and couldn't help but shed tears.
"Seriously, I miss that old guy too!"
Anping's words made Jia Pipi stunned. She stopped stuffing the chicken leg into her mouth and started to murmur.
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"Master, why haven't they tortured us yet?"
One master, one apprentice, one cage. They had good food or drinks every day, but they couldn't do their exercises, so they both got a little fat.
And listening to the master's drunken talk every day, Zhen Wuming was really bored to death.
This was even more uncomfortable than torture.
"Wei belongs to Chen Ye, Chen belongs to Chen Ye, and Wei belongs to Fake Ye..."
Confucius ignored him, but shook his head in concern, and then asked again:
"Wu Ming, what do you think of An Zhi's poem?
That year, I made up a story for him, and then asked him to answer with words in the hall of Willai College. He took seven steps and got it right:
Boil the beans to make soup, and drain the beans to make juice. The beetroots are blooming under the cauldron, and the beans are weeping in the cauldron. They are born from the same roots, why rush each other..."
"Wu Ming, one year I asked him to say a word of thanks to his teacher, and he just said:
Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up.
I asked him if this was the finishing touch at the end of the poem, and it should be more appropriate to have the previous one. He said, aren’t you right in front of me? When your thread is gone, I will definitely start to shed tears.
He is trying to squeeze me to death..."
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"Did he really say that?"
In the Jinluan Palace, listening to the report from the chamberlain, Emperor Chongzhen fell into deep thought.
Rarely, he got up and paced back and forth.
"Did he really say that?"
In the Chief Assistant's Mansion, Zhang Jingzhi was a little hesitant after hearing Xiao Lizi's report.
Confucius, who knew all the truth, seemed to have something to say.
"According to confirmation from the Ministry of Household Affairs, the name of the owner of Blood Salt City is retreat, but he actually went to the East China Sea..."
Xiao Lizi revealed another important piece of information.
"The cooperation between the House of Husband and the Blood, Salt and Mines Department has been brought to light, Confucius' wishes have been fulfilled, and Zhen Wuming has been let go!"
After thinking for a long time, Zhang Jingzhi decided.
"Let Zhen Wuming return to Wangcheng in Tiance Mansion. Without my will, he is not allowed to take even one step.
Wangcheng County Magistrate Tian Anxie took over the surveillance on his behalf! "
The two highest palaces of the Wei Dynasty issued almost identical orders at almost the same time.
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"Huzi, how long will it take?"
Reckless people have always been unreliable.
After rushing into the black mist, in a short period of time, Chen Anzhi felt that the medicine on his body was being quickly sucked away by the black mist of Murong Villa.
He no longer had time to take a good look at the legendary Murong Villa.
"In front, right in front, just jump down!"
Barbarian Tiger gasped excitedly.
"Stop!"
"Whoosh!"
With a shout, the figure flashed.
Chen Anzhi stood in front of the barbarian tiger and resisted the impact of his fast running.
"Crackling..."
He held the knife hard with his right hand, and the bones in his body crackled.
He told the three people behind him that there were enemies, and they were enemies that he had to take seriously and even fight to the death.
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