Jinling Chapter 162: Wine Test

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The lantern in Tong Bo's hand emits a faint ray of light, which sets off Liu Ningshi's beautiful face, just like the gleam of light in the dark night, which is intoxicating. The two of them stood side by side, looking up at the sky, and did not speak for a long time. , time seems to have stopped at this moment.

"Miss Liu, what's going on here has nothing to do with you." Tong Bo broke the silence for a moment and asked, "Now that I've fallen into it, have you ever regretted it?"

"There is nothing to regret." At this moment, Liu Ningshi's beautiful eyes were filled with indescribable firmness: "Ningshi lost her parents and playmates since she was a child. Although she was adopted by her adoptive father, she still lived under the shelter of others and experienced all the warmth and coldness of the world; now Xiaodou was killed, Shopkeeper Qian was killed, Miss Misu is missing, and Brother Yuze... Brother Yuze was also tortured so miserably by those people, how could Ningshi stay out of it?"

"Even if it costs your life, you won't hesitate?" Tong Bo looked at the crystal teardrop under Liu Ningshi's eye socket, but was unmoved and just asked in a deep voice.

"No matter what." Liu Ningshi blurted out without the slightest hesitation: "Those who do evil must pay the price they deserve."

"Hahahaha!" Tong Bo, who had always been calm and composed, suddenly threw his head back and laughed so hard that tears almost flowed out.

"Brother Xiangyun, why are you laughing?" Liu Ningshi wiped away her tears, pouted her little mouth and said coquettishly, "Is there anything funny about Ningshi's words?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly felt very interesting." Tong Bo slowly controlled his emotions and stopped laughing: "Of course it is worth doing something that is both profitable and interesting."

"Brother Xiangyun, have you thought of something?" Liu Ningshi remembered that Tong Bo was silent on the way back, but now he was laughing up to the sky, which was very abnormal.

"I did make some discoveries. Seeing Miss Liu looking like this, I can't help but want to chat with you." Tong Bo shined the lantern in his hand forward and took a step forward: "Let's talk while walking."

"Where are we going?" Although Liu Ningshi was confused, she still followed Tong Bo's pace.

"Of course it's a sea of ​​mist-colored flowers." Tong Bo turned around and smiled, the purple hair tie tied to his bun fluttering in the wind, looking very charming.

In just half a cup of tea, the two of them arrived at Jifang Pavilion, where cherry blossoms were flying. Although it was dark, it was still difficult to conceal its beauty.

"Miss Liu, do you still remember when Lu Shaoyun asked you for flower petals?" As Tong Bo spoke, he had already taken out the remaining half a bottle of century-old Jimo wine from his arms.

"Of course I remember." Liu Ningshi nodded: "I'm still puzzled that Lu Shaoyun can't even tell the difference between cherry blossom petals and peach blossom petals."

"Why don't you come to this sea of ​​flowers and try this cherry blossom wine again?" Tong Bo reached out and grabbed a few cherry blossom petals and slowly put them into the pot.

"Brother Xiangyun is saying that if cherry blossom petals are added to Jimo wine, it will have some different effects?" Liu Ningshi finally understood what Tong Bo meant.

"That's it." Tong Bo stared at the wine bottle in his hand and said, "If it weren't for that, I really can't figure out why Da Fang would take action against Wang Junchen since he had already rescued him before?"

"Could it be that Wang Junchen bullied Wen Lin and Da Fang took action because he was drunk?" Liu Ningshi put forward a hypothesis.

"Absolutely impossible." Tong Bo categorically rejected this hypothesis: "If Da Fang acted out of drunkenness, he wouldn't have been so angry when he heard Lu Shaoyun describe Wen Lin's scream; besides, Da Fang's condition when he was sober With such power, Wang Junchen will definitely die with that blow."

"That's right." Liu Ningshi recalled what Tong Bo and Xiaoliu had said during the autopsy: "The real cause of Wang Junchen's death should be the ice needle in his neck."

"That's right." Tong Bo smiled.

"Brother Xiangyun has lost all his skills now. Why don't you let Ningshi try this Sakura Bar?" Liu Ningshi snatched the wine bottle from Tong Bo's hand and took two sips, but was overwhelmed by the spicy taste of Jimo wine. The taste was so bad: "Ahem."

"Hey! Miss Liu, why are you doing this?" Tong Bo looked at Liu Ningshi's stubborn look and shook his head helplessly.

"If Jimo wine with cherry blossom petals really causes hallucinations, then Ning Shi's skills can at least resist it for a while." Liu Ningshi didn't drink alcohol without thinking, and she had already been prepared for it.

"Miss Liu, have you noticed an interesting phenomenon in the pavilion?" Tong Bo knew that Liu Ningshi was prepared, so he asked another question.

"Interesting phenomenon?" Liu Ningshi thought for a while: "The people who can enter the pavilion are either rich or noble, and the price of goods in the pavilion is more than double that of Jinling City."

"This is just one of them." Tong Bo nodded in agreement: "Another point is that there are many people with the surname Lu in the pavilion. Lu Shaoyun, Lu Qingli, and even one of the three chief stewards is also named Lu."

"The entrance of Ziyan Pavilion is in the north camp of Long Jie Army." Liu Ningshi also realized something: "And the young marshal of Long Jie Army is also named Lu. Is Zi Yan Pavilion related to the Lu family?"

"We can't draw any conclusions yet." Although Tong Bo was talking, he kept observing Liu Ningshi who drank cherry blossom wine: "It would be great if the Taifu was here, he must know about the Lu family's affairs."

"Humph! Uncle Liang is knowledgeable about the past and present, there is nothing he doesn't know." Speaking of Grand Tutor Liang Chong, Liu Ningshi's eyes were filled with warmth: "Ningshi really misses him a little."

"Huh? Did I guess wrong?" Tong Bo calculated the time in his mind. It had been a moment since Liu Ningshi finished drinking, but nothing unusual still happened: "What is wrong?"

"Brother Xiangyun, what are you thinking about?" Seeing Tong Bo's sudden silence, Liu Ningshi teased, "Do you want to listen to Miss Yanran's music again?"

"Music? Cherry blossom petals? I understand." Tong Bo's heart moved and he took a few sips of the wine bottle "Gudong Gudong" from Liu Ningshi.

"Brother Xiangyun, what's wrong with you?" Liu Ningshi was surprised to see Tong Bo drinking cherry blossom wine: "Don't you like drinking?"

"Miss Liu, you are proficient in illusion." Tong Bo also choked on the smell of wine and coughed: "You should notice that the cherry blossom petals here have a sense of confusion."

"Yes!" Liu Ningshi nodded: "But if no one uses illusion to stimulate the cherry blossom petals, this feeling is insignificant."

"Just now, I really wanted to listen to someone playing music under this beautiful scenery?" Tong Bo raised the corners of his eyes and smiled slightly: "But the person playing the music is not Miss Yanran, but Miss Liu."

"Me?" Liu Ningshi was startled at first, and then came to her senses: "Brother Xiangyun wants to confirm whether after drinking cherry blossom wine, under the stimulation of illusion, he will have the same reaction as Brother Da Fang?"

"Humans have five senses, and illusion has the most obvious impact on vision and hearing." Tong Bo sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes as he spoke: "The same sound can trigger different inner demons."

"That's right. The same voice can have different effects on different people." Liu Ningshi said playfully: "Humph! Take Brother Xiangyun as an example. He is strong-willed and not only difficult to be fooled by illusions, but also He will play hard to get and bully Ning Shi."

"Girls are really easy to hold grudges." Tong Bo coughed twice in embarrassment and got to the point: "Willpower and preparedness can indeed effectively resist illusions, but alcohol is a very yang thing, and it has a confusing effect when put in it. Cherry blossom petals can weaken one's willpower. If one listens to a phantom sound under such circumstances, it is not certain whether one can resist it."

"Brother Xiangyun, would it be too dangerous for Ningshi to use phantom sounds on you under such circumstances?" Liu Ningshi was very worried about Tong Bo's condition.

"It doesn't matter! I'm sensible." Tong Bo put his palms on his knees: "After all, the only one who can perform the Magic Heart Art is you, Miss Liu."

"Okay! If you feel uncomfortable, brother Xiangyun, please don't hold on." Although Liu Ningshi didn't get along with Tong Bo for a long time, she knew that it was difficult to persuade him to decide.

"Woooooo!" Liu Ningshi waved her hand, took a cherry blossom petal floating in the air, put it to her mouth and started playing.

A gloomy, depressing, sad and slightly sinister note suddenly flew in the night sky. Tong Bo frowned and black energy gradually emerged around his body.

"Boom, boom, boom!" In the silvery rain, a few bolts of lightning struck the broken branches, and a few bunches of flames burst into flames, but were quickly extinguished ruthlessly.

Dozens of people were running like a long snake through the broken branches of the ruined house. From time to time, crossbow arrows flew out from the roofs on both sides of the road and shot at everyone.

"Wow!" The well-dressed man in the belly of the snake accidentally got a crossbow arrow nailed to his temple, and he screamed and fell to the ground dead.

"Let's all spread out and run." When the leading man with a worn-out look heard the screams, he roared angrily: "Aren't you already a target for the other party if you line up like this?"

"Wow, ah!" As he was speaking, another man pretended that his legs were weak and he fell to the ground. He was pierced by a crossbow arrow and died.

"Hmm!" The figure of the young man pretending to be young flashed, and the locust stone between the thumb and index finger of his right hand shot out in a diagonal line. The man who was lurking on the roof with only half of his head exposed groaned and fell down.

"Uncle Ying! The enemy is dark and we are clear, there is no way to go on like this." The locust stone in the young man's hand killed several people in succession, and ran side by side with the leading man: "Can't we find a place to avoid and worry about it again?"

"This place is empty, and the enemy has all the advantages. How can we avoid it?" The leader of the well-dressed man waved the dagger in his right hand, and several crossbow arrows fell in response: "Besides, everyone has not eaten anything for a day and a night. If we do this right now, If you rest, you will lose all your energy and you may sink."

"Ah! Ah!" Just as the young man and the well-dressed man, two or three of their companions fell down and closed their eyes forever.

"There are only a few people on the other side ambushing us, but their pursuers are getting closer and closer." The young man's ears twitched: "I can already hear the sound of rolling horse hooves."

"The only way now is..." The man in the leading suit was still running fast, but glanced back with his peripheral vision, his eyes full of sorrow.

"Uncle Ying wants to divide the troops?" The young man observed his words and actions, and soon understood the meaning of the man in the strong suit: "But the team used to lure the enemy will be in trouble."

"Not bad!" The handsome man seemed to have made up his mind and said to the young man: "Uncle Ying will do the task of luring the enemy. You and the younger ones will go to the other side."

"Uncle Ying, why don't you let me do it?" The well-dressed boy stretched out a hand: "With my light body and hidden weapon skills, I have a great chance of escaping unscathed."

"You guys, follow me." The leader of the well-dressed man suddenly placed a gray letter in the young man's hand; but before the young man could touch it, the letter returned to the well-dressed man as if it had wings. in the palm of your hand.

"Yes!" Several well-dressed men received the instructions and rushed out without hesitation.

"Let's go." Seeing that the boat was in ruins, the young man had no choice but to shout and lead the other three people to fly in the other direction.