When Chen Yixin heard this, she couldn't help crying or laughing, and thought to herself: "Ma Desheng, Ma Desheng, I was waiting for you to tell me about my father's situation, but in the end you asked about me?"
Baozhuhua saw that although Ma Desheng was awake, his eyes were still dull. He hurriedly stepped forward, took out a string of copper bells from his arms, wrapped the bells in his left hand, held up Ma Desheng's face with his right hand, and placed his left hand on Ma Desheng's ear. While shaking gently, the copper bell made bursts of ancient quiet and elegant sounds, accompanied by the soft voice of Baozhuhua, and slowly said: "General Ma, don't be anxious, don't be anxious, think about it slowly... Old General Chen, right What's your mission?"
Repeating this three times, Ma Desheng closed his eyes and murmured: "The master... asked me to go... to find fifty bad horses and hand them over... to the old man Tianqi."
Chen Yixin's heart trembled, and she thought to herself: "What kind of skill is this?! It seems to be very familiar with my father's Soul-Capturing Technique. It's just that my father's Soul-Capturing Technique requires deep internal strength to control the enemy's unprepared attacks. The enemy's mind. If the enemy is well prepared or his internal strength is stronger than his own, he may be counterattacked by the move, which may damage his internal strength, or lead him to be obsessed with his meridians and lead to his death. However, Bao Zhuhua's skill only requires one A small bell can make others reveal their inner feelings and speak the truth with just a few movements of their hands. Compared with this, my father's soul-stirring technique seems to be getting twice the result with half the effort and not worth the loss."
Baozhuhua was seen shaking the bell and saying softly: "Why does Old General Chen want a horse for Old Man Tianqi?"
After asking three more times, Ma Desheng said slowly: "Because...because of God...old man Tianqi kidnapped Li Zhun...Master Li, Wei...threatened the master, if he didn't...arrange fifty horses for him." , then kill...kill Mr. Li... Mr. Li."
When Chen Yixin heard this, she already made a close guess. His father planned to exchange fifty horses for Master Li first, and then bring the fine cavalry from the Jiangnan camp to catch up. In this way, even if the old man Tianqi kept changing horses and hurried on, he would not be able to run very far.
Baozhuhua thought for a moment and understood Chen Xiaotian's intention, and thought to himself: "Who is this Li Zhun? Chen Xiaotian is willing to take the risk of letting old man Tianqi go and use fifty horses in exchange for his life. See The identity of the person coming here must be of great importance."
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but continue to ask softly: "Master Li, is he from the mansion?"
Before Ma Desheng could answer, Chen Yixin had already said: "Master Li is the magistrate of Jinling Prefecture and our local official. He is upright, humble and upright, and the people praise him. There are many officials like this in Daxia, and you must have seen it. , our Jinling is a peaceful and prosperous age where singing and dancing are flourishing, the country is peaceful and the people are safe..."
Before Chen Yixin could finish speaking, Jin Yugua sneered from the side: "What you said clearly means that there is no nine hundred taels of silver here!"
Chen Yixin was stunned for a moment, and then understood that Jin Yugua wanted to say that there were no three hundred taels of silver here. As for why he said nine hundred taels, he thought that nine hundred taels was more important and could express his feelings better than three hundred taels. mean.
"Why did General Gua say this?" Chen Yixin calmed down and asked.
Jin Yugua said disdainfully: "If it is true as you said, you have a lot of officials like Li Zhun in Daxia, then why bother to go to such trouble to find horses to save his life? It's good like this Aren’t officials everywhere? If you die, you will die. At worst, it’s all over if you find another one to top it up? And how did you do it? Not only did you agree to Old Man Tianqi’s conditions, but you also completely ignored the face of your general’s office and willingly Isn't the purpose of using a rogue horse to pass off as a good one because he is afraid that Old Man Tianqi won't let him go? What do all these actions mean?"
Yin Yugua, who was listening in the audience, was confused and asked, "Brother, what do you mean they did this?"
Jin Yugua chuckled and said, "Second brother, our Miao people have a proverb that says you can't have both a falcon and a horse. Have you heard of it?"
Yin Yugua nodded and said: "Of course. Falcons grow on high mountains. If you want to tame them, you need to live in the mountains and forests for a long time. Horses live in the grasslands. If you want to train them, you have to stay in the grasslands for a long time. How can a person live there for a long time?" In the mountains or on the grassland?"
Jin Yugua said: "Yes, this sentence tells us that good things in the world cannot come at the same time. In our Miao people, even a three-year-old baby understands this truth. What is ridiculous is that these Central Plains people who claim to be a land of etiquette , they are still daydreaming about getting the best of both worlds. Do you think they are a bit stupid? "
When Chen Yixin heard this, she felt a shiver in her heart and thought to herself: "What Jin Yugua said was rough but not rough. What he said was exactly the principle that you can't have your cake and eat it too. My father wanted to save Mr. Li safely, but he didn't want to If you let Old Tianqi go easily, I'm afraid that in the end it will backfire and your efforts will be in vain."
Jin Yugua continued: "Let me tell you, you Central Plains people should not be so arrogant and pretend that everyone is a sage and upright official. Since you want to save this good official named Li, just agree to the conditions of the old man Tianqi. You are in charge. Hand over the horse and release the man, and we, the Southern Miao people, will be the witnesses. If anyone fails to fulfill his promise, we, the Southern Miao people, will unite with the other party to beat him up! What do you think of my idea?"
Chen Yixin said secretly: "Although the King of Qi and the old man Tianqi rebelled and committed many evil deeds, after all, this is the internal affairs of our Great Xia Dynasty. How can you allow your southern barbarian countries to interfere at will?"
Thinking of this, he smiled slightly and said: "General Gua's kindness, I would like to thank you in advance. It's just that I am a female, with little talent and little knowledge, and I have not seen much of the world. Now that the matter is serious, my father has to make the decision. Now it is better to send General Ma first." Rescue him and let him lead the way to find my father, and then let him make the decision. What do you think?"
Bao Zhuhua nodded and said secretly: "No matter what, it is business to find Chen Xiaocai. If he has been buried in the sea of fire, then our Southern Miao has eliminated a serious problem. I believe King Chiyue will definitely do the same when he learns this news. Overjoyed.”
Several people pushed Ma Desheng into the water again, but to no avail. Seeing this, Baozhuhua took out her two knives and chopped the plucked willow leaves into pieces. She picked up an old dustpan from the pond, mixed the willow leaf residue with cold water, and poured it into Ma Desheng's mouth.
This trick was indeed effective. Ma Desheng suddenly coughed violently, his face turned red from holding it in, his mind was racing, and he coughed for half a stick of incense. Then he took a long breath and groaned: "Hey... …Ouch…it’s really frustrating me! This tone…is so bad…I almost can’t get up.”
When Chen Yixin saw it, she didn't care whether Ma Desheng was breathing well, and hurriedly asked loudly: "General Ma, where is my father now?"
Then Baozhu Huachu moved down from his waist, picked up the steel whip of Jin Yu Gua, shook his right hand, rolled up the bamboo tube on the ground with the tip of the whip, flicked it casually, and the bamboo tube flew straight towards the heart of Jing Nian. Jing Nian was anxious at this time. He clearly knew the "Tianyi Sword Technique" very well and could use every move to beat Chen Mo to defeat the enemy. Seeing Chen Mo retreating steadily, he just couldn't catch him. It seems that although the red flame palm is powerful, its moves are too rigid. It is difficult to be effective in a short time against an enemy like Chen Mo who has excellent light skills. If you want to win quickly, you have to use golden needles.
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing from behind. Hearing the voice, Jing Nian turned around, stretched out his left foot, and kicked the bamboo tube into pieces with a snap. With the force of rotation, a golden needle in his right hand rushed towards Chen Mo shot in the chest.
The needle was fast and hard. When Chen Mo noticed the golden light flashing in front of his eyes, it was too late to ward it off with his sword, so he had to close his eyes and prepare to die. At this moment, he suddenly felt a force under his feet pulling him backwards. Chen Mo was unprepared and fell forward, but he managed to avoid the golden needle.
Jing Nian turned around and said angrily: "Little girl, you are meddling in other people's business. It seems that you are tired of living!" Before he finished speaking, he was already in front of him. He feinted with his left hand and struck Baozhuhua directly in the face with a red flame palm from his right hand.
Before the palm of his hand could reach him, the heat wave hit his face. Baozhuhua hurriedly jumped back, the steel whip flying in his hand, protecting his whole body, and said loudly: "Mr. Chen, leave quickly!"
Chen Mo stood up from the ground, held a long sword in his hand and said, "Thank you, girl, for saving me! You go first, and I'll catch him!" After speaking, he straightened up and stepped forward. Baozhuhua said anxiously: "Zhang Daxia is seriously injured. Send him back home quickly, otherwise he will die soon!"
Chen Mo hesitated and said: "But...but you are no match for him." Bao Zhuhua said: "Don't worry about me, I have my own way to escape."
Chen Mo saw the steel whip in Bao Zhuhua's hand twisting and moving closely, and Jing Nian was using his bare hands. Although his palm skills were fierce, he was at a disadvantage due to the short strokes and long strokes. For a while, he and Bao Zhuhua were tied.
This was a good opportunity to escape. Chen Mo no longer hesitated, exerted all his strength, and ran towards the woods to the east.
When Jing Nian saw Chen Mo was about to leave, he waved his hand and wanted to chase him. How could Baozhuhua let him go? He raised his right hand and hit Jing Nian's ankle with the steel whip. This move "Immortal Lock" is Bao Zhuhua's unique skill, specializing in attacking the enemy's lower body. It was this move that saved Chen Mo just now.
Jing Nian only felt pain in his ankle. When he lowered his head, he saw that the steel whip had wrapped around his left foot. He hurriedly drew down his energy and pulled hard on his left leg, but it didn't pull. Looking back, Bao Zhuhua actually tied the other end of the steel whip to a tree stump.
Jing Nian was furious and leaned over to untie the steel whip. Then he saw that Baozhuhua had also run into the woods. Just as he was about to gather his strength to chase after her, the wasps suddenly swarmed around her. The palms of Jing Nian were fired frequently, and with the inner force, layers of heat waves emitted from the palms, knocking down dozens of wasps.
Originally, insects and beasts were very sensitive to heat and would instinctively run away from the slightest heat, but these wasps were uncharacteristically rushing towards Jing Nian like moths to a flame.
Even though he had a strong Pure Mind Skill, there were too many wasps, and the Red Flame Palm was a move that consumed a lot of internal energy. Seeing that there was no trace of the Orb Flower, the wasps around him were gathering more and more, and some of them almost stung him. On the calf, in desperation, he had no choice but to keep waving his palms and retreat towards the Guandi Temple.
