Zhao Qing was not surprised that Ding Dian still had doubts about him. After all, once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of snake bites for ten years.
What Ding Dian suffered at the hands of Ling Tuisi was by no means an ordinary misery: he had his bones pierced, his hamstrings broken, six years in prison, and countless tortures. His beloved was forced to swear poisonous oaths and disfigure himself.
A ruthless and cunning person like Ling Tuisi could use Qi Fang and Di Yun to defraud Ding Dian's city-linking technique.
Zhao Qing smiled, glanced at Yan Daping who was lying on the ground, quietly stretching his left hand behind his back to pick up his bamboo stick, and replied:
"After you get out of this prison, follow me, and you will see the evidence soon, which will definitely make you no longer suspicious. I came to the prison tonight originally to take a look at Di Yun's situation, but now, I'm going to Let’s work together with you, Master Ding.”
"But having said that, what are you two going to do with this good disciple of Hero Mei Niansheng, Yan Daping?"
Zhao Qing's eyes stayed on Di Yun.
Evidence that leaves no doubt at all? What could this be?
Ding Dian frowned, and then glanced at the old beggar not far away who was motionless and seemed to be unconscious.
He looked slightly stern and shouted:
"Yan Daping, that night by the Yangtze River, you and your two brothers worked together to murder Master Mei Niansheng for clues to the treasure. The crime of murdering a master is unforgivable. Tonight, we happened to meet Master Mei. revenge."
After finishing his words, Ding Dian took two steps forward, and a shadowless divine fist carrying awe-inspiring divine power was already struck downwards.
The power of this punch was enough to crack the monument and crack the stone. Wherever the punch struck, a strong wind blew up inside the stone room.
Following Di Yun's exclamation, Yan Daping rolled half a circle on the ground, barely able to avoid most of the punches, but his waist and abdomen were already dripping with blood.
It turns out that Yan Daping has been raising poisons for many years and has learned many folk recipes for making poisons. One of them uses scorpion venom to prepare medicine, which can greatly speed up the blood flow, weaken the impact of pain, and restore people's mobility.
This time, he went with many masters to rob the prison. To be prepared, he hid a dose in his mouth early.
In fact, he was the first among everyone to recognize Di Yun. But out of caution, he did not take the first shot, but wanted to wait for the opportunity.
As a result, all his "companions" died, leaving him alone.
After being kicked away by Zhao Qing, Yan Daping chewed it up and swallowed it, hoping to regain his strength and escape without telling the enemy.
With another roll, he grabbed the bamboo stick, jumped up from the ground, held the lower end of the bamboo stick with his left hand, and the head of the stick with his right hand. He opened his hands, and there was a soft crack, and a white light dazzled. There was already an extra stick in his hand. Long sword.
The head of the bamboo stick is the hilt, the blade is hidden in the body of the stick, and the lower end of the bamboo stick is the scabbard.
At this moment, the blue-white sword blade was placed on Di Yun's neck, and it seemed that it could kill Di Yun in the next moment.
But the blade of the sword can no longer move at all, because it has been clamped by two crystal-like jade fingers.
The person who caught him was Zhao Qing.
There was a hint of sarcasm on the girl's face. It seemed that all this was what she expected.
Zhao Qing had long known that compared to others, Yan Daping had "kindness" for Di Yun after all, and allowing Ding Dian to directly kill him would affect the relationship between the two.
So she set a trap for Yan Daping and stimulated him to escape.
Under normal circumstances, Yan Daping faced two masters who were far superior to him and had no chance to escape, so he would definitely try to kidnap Di Yun, who was the weakest martial artist on the field.
In this way, Di Yun's gratitude to Yan Daping was not much left.
Later, Ding Dian gave him another analysis and told Di Yun that Yan Daping taught him martial arts in order to provoke a conflict between Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa, thus solving the problem perfectly.
So under her hint, Ding Dian also vaguely guessed the situation between Yan Daping and Di Yun, and cooperated with her to take action.
Another shadowless divine punch. Unlike the previous punch, which was so loud, this one was almost silent.
Ding Dian's figure seemed to disappear suddenly, and when he reappeared, he had lightly hit Yan Daping's heart.
This "Land Dragon" who was famous in the world and secretly committed the crime of killing his master, lay down on the ground softly like a beggar and died.
…
In the silence of the night, Ding Dian whispered to Di Yun. Zhao Qing squatted aside, sorting out the things just collected from each corpse.
Large-denomination gold and silver notes, some broken silver, two sharp single knives, and a steel sword disguised as a bamboo stick...
There is also a secret book with a cover made of black silk threads, which was found among the remains of Taoist Xiao.
Being able to withstand the explosion of gunpowder, it seems that these threads should be invulnerable black silk.
Zhao Qing opened the secret book and flipped through it. It probably recorded the Red Sand Palm, a unique martial art of the Kunlun Sect, and its superior Qisha Cinnabar Palm.
But speaking of it, the whole text of this secret book was in traditional Chinese characters, which made her quite tired to read, and she even didn't recognize many glyphs.
The so-called red sand palm is the palm power used by Taoist Xiao before. It can plant heat poison in the enemy's palm and leave a bloody handprint.
Qi Sha Chi's hand training is a further step, and he can use seven different combinations of powers to form heat poison, which is somewhat like the combination of the Seven Injury Fist and the Zhiyang version of the Xuan Ming Divine Palm.
According to the records in the book, this kung fu was actually created by several generations of leaders of the Sun Moon Sect hundreds of years ago.
From this point of view, it may be that the Kunlun Sect somehow obtained part of the martial arts inheritance of the Sun and Moon God Sect and developed a simplified version.
According to Zhao Qing's judgment, once Qishachi masters the skills, he can control others like a life and death talisman, but its effect and difficulty of cracking are much lower.
In fact, the practical value is also good, and it can be said to be a very rare gain.
Putting the gold, silver, and secret books into the inner pocket of his clothes, Zhao Qing tried the bamboo stick sword left by Yan Daping. It felt pretty good, so he put it away and discarded the remaining debris.
She jumped out of the iron fence of the stone house, waved to Ding Dian, and called out: "Follow me."
…
Dark clouds drifted by, and the curved Emei Moon hung in the night sky, looking down at the earth like a half-open luminous eye.
In the alley outside the prison wall, a group of fifty or sixty sergeants were waiting quietly, with a torch in one hand and a knife and gun in the other. From time to time, some people yawned.
The leader was a sturdy old man with a brown and ugly face. He was dragging his long braid and kicking his heels casually towards the corner.
"The sound of fighting seems to have stopped. Why hasn't anyone come out yet? Are they all dead inside? The prefect ordered me to wait here for the thieves to break out of the prison. He won't want me to wait all night."
The old man said to himself in a weak voice that could only be heard by himself.
Suddenly, the upper bodies of a man and a woman appeared from the top of the high wall. Each of them grabbed a hand of sand and gravel that had just been dug out of the wall and threw it towards the officers and soldiers below.
There was only a whooshing sound, and the sergeants were hit by sand and gravel and fell to the ground.
The old man Geng Tianba raised his head and looked up, only to see a black shadow passing high above, and a sudden pain hit his forehead. After a muffled groan, he also fell to the ground.
On the eaves of a bungalow in Jingzhou City, two figures appeared one behind the other, seemingly chasing each other.
"Where are you going?"
"Tianning Temple in the south and west of the city."
