In the evening, the Ranger who had been sent out finally came back to report that the person had been found.
However, Old Hu noticed from the other party's hesitant tone and forceful expression that something bad had happened after all.
His expression was complicated as he slowly said, "Have you … packed up?"
The Ranger bowed his head and said, "Yes, I found two sets of new clothes, boiled several large buckets of hot water, and tossed back and forth more than a dozen times. It's clean … almost clean."
Old Hu sighed and said, "Let's go, come with me to greet Brother Qin."
He followed the Ranger downstairs and walked along the stairs to the backyard of the Zhongyi Building. Coming out of the small door of the backyard, two palanquins came in front of them. From the faint smell of mystery and the subtle expressions of the palanquins who served as the palanquins, it was obvious who the guests inside were.
The palanquins stopped, and the palanquins moved aside with relief. The curtain of the palanquin opened, revealing Qin Hui's pale face. He was still muttering, "I'm so stupid, really. I knew that the jar would explode, but I still held it in my hand and didn't throw it out. I could have thrown it on the ground or the wall. Why did I have to throw it in the air …"
No matter how alert and vigilant he was in his heart, Hu Shouxin looked at Qin Hui's tragic appearance and couldn't help but feel sad. Qin Hui's appearance at this time was a pitiful epitome of the people who had been secretly tortured by a beast during the Tianyuan War. He couldn't help but think of those people who had also suffered from the claws of Sun Lang before.
He sighed and said, "Brother, you have suffered …"
When Qin Hui heard this voice, he raised his head as if he had been electrocuted, and his empty eyes slowly focused. He struggled to say, "Hu … Brother Hu …"
Old Hu nodded vigorously, "Hey, brother, I'm here, your brother is here …"
Qin Hui stood up shakily and stumbled towards Hu Shouxin, shouting, "Brother!"
Before Hu Shouxin could speak, he felt a trace of Haoshoku Haki rushing towards him, making his body shake, so Old Hu instinctively took two steps back.
Qin Hui noticed Old Hu's movements and stopped, his expression desperate and helpless, "Brother, do you also dislike this little brother, dislike this little brother's body for being dirty?"
Why do your words sound so awkward …
Hu Shouxin was helpless. He could only pinch his nose and say, "Little Brother, you must be joking. We've killed our way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. How could I dislike you?"
Qin Hui was relieved. She ran a few steps forward and hugged Hu Shouxin tightly. Then, she burst into tears. "Brother, brother!
Why is the water in Mingzhou so muddy? "
What the f * ck, the smell on your body is even worse …
Hu Shouxin tried his best to raise his head, trying to take in the fresh air of the stratosphere. Unfortunately, it was of no use. The mysterious smell on Qin Haodong was still tormenting his nasal cavity and attacking his sense of smell, making him curse in his heart. What kind of material did this little bastard mix into the stinky tofu?!
Cursing endlessly in his heart, Hu Shouxin was in a difficult position.
Although it was Sun Lang who had placed the bait this time, this fellow's technique was too brilliant. No one could find any flaws or mistakes. It was Qin Hui who wanted to find Zhang Jianyuan. It was Qin Hui who had snatched the stinky tofu from others. The stinky tofu exploded and splashed all over her body. It was purely the two robbers' fault. It had nothing to do with Sun Lang at all.
Hu Shouxin wanted to admonish and warn Qin Hui, but after the imperial envoy got off the sedan, he didn't complain, admit his mistake, or ask Hu Shouxin to help him get back at him. Instead, without another word, he began to howl loudly, crying like a dog. At this moment, he was still hugging Hu Onii-chan, crying so loudly that even if Old Hu wanted to admonish him, he didn't know where to start.
Behind them, Flag Bearer Wan Yuanzhong also got off the sedan shakily. It was clear that the two civil servants had just encountered the greatest despair of their lives. The ferocity, brutality, and terror of their experience this time was probably one of the best in their lives … who the f * ck would have thought that thing would explode?
Hu Shouxin saw that Qin Hui was crying so miserably and sighed. "Brother, brother, let's go in and talk. Let's go in and talk. Be careful, don't let anyone see …"
Qin Hui nodded his head, feeling wronged. He obediently followed behind Hu Shouxin and entered the Zhong Yi Tower from the back door. Following the secret passageway, they arrived at Old Hu's study on the third floor. His face was pale, and his body still trembled occasionally. It was clear that he already had a very strong psychological shadow. In the future, he would probably tremble when he saw the jar.
After all, that kind of scene, that kind of memory, that kind of experience, it was truly too despairing …
Before the two of them could retreat from the jar that flew into the sky, there was a sudden explosion. The jar in mid-air suddenly exploded, and a terrible substance gushed out … it was the most terrifying scene in the world. Qin Hui, who had experienced the Tianyuan War, could guarantee that even the Sky Demon would not do such a crazy thing …
Looking at his cowardly appearance, Hu Shouxin sighed again. He poured a cup of tea and handed it to Qin Hui and Wan Yuanzhong. The two of them slowly sipped the tea, and their panicked mood gradually calmed down.
The three of them were silent like this. After a while, Qin Hui suddenly laughed softly and said, "Little brother is really … asking for humiliation."
Hu Shouxin hesitated for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Qin Hui put down the cup and bow to Hu Shouxin with a downcast expression. He said listlessly, "These days, little brother has been in seclusion, concentrating on writing memorials. I have organized all the evidence and presented it to you for review … I am useless and have embarrassed you again."
Seeing his pitiful appearance, Hu Shouxin did not know what to say. Qin Hui continued, "Yesterday, when I visited the various government offices in Mingzhou and chatted with the arrester of the Six Fan School, Liang Bufan, I accidentally heard about Qin Yu. He told me to find Zhang Jianyuan and said that Zhang Yuanwai had news of Qin Yu's whereabouts. After I got there, I … Alas, I won't say it, I won't say it. I can't do anything right, but I'm good at ruining things.
I am ashamed … "He clasped his hands together. His figure was bleak and his expression was gloomy, as if he had really suffered a great blow and was disheartened by everything. He slowly walked out of the door.
Hu Shouxin did not stay much longer.
He stood where he was and looked at the door. He looked in the direction Qin Hui had left and listened to the sound of him slowly going down the stairs. A moment later, he said lightly, "Do not relax your observation and protection of the imperial envoy. Closely monitor the movements of all the members of the imperial envoy team. Without my permission, the imperial envoy team is not allowed to hand out a single piece of paper!"
A low response came from outside the door. "Yes!"
The Guild of Wandering Knights still stood alone in the room. He lowered his head and looked at his right hand. His hand was shaking. It was unknown whether it was from excitement or fear.
The final answer was about to be revealed …
Would it be calm and tranquil, or a storm?
If it was calm and tranquil, then everything was fine.
If it was a storm … at least, Sun Lang's anger, Empress's disloyalty, the change in the heroes of Tianyuan, and the truth that has been buried for a long time, I will eventually find out some of the truth. At least, I am indebted to the country and am not willing to betray the loyalty of my fellow soldiers. I can finally do some things.
But I don't know what kind of result the current me is looking forward to …
Also, the capital is peaceful. Tensei Province is calm and tranquil. The relay stations from Mingzhou to the capital do not have any movements. The imperial envoy team's communication with the outside world is strictly controlled. The imperial envoy's memorials will be carefully reviewed by me. If Qin Hui really is plotting something, what will he do?
What chance does he have?
At this time, in Marquis Jingan fu, the atmosphere was tense.
The tense atmosphere, the silent crowd. Sun Lang, Zhang Yinluo, Zhao Feihuang, Xu Qingluan, Dongfang Xin, and even Daoist Bai Xue, Zhang Jianyuan, and even Master Sanzang were all present.
Everyone cast a complicated gaze towards Sun Lang. It was as if they were waiting for something, as if they were looking forward to something.
Sun Lang was silent. He raised his head and looked around at everyone. His tone was low and deep. His voice was as powerful as ever, giving people a feeling of relief.
"My turn!"
He said.
Then, his nimble and slender fingers swiped across the cold paper.
This hand, in times of war, was the hand that protected the country, repelled foreign enemies, and looked down on the six armies with disdain. It held the unparalleled sacred sword.
— — It made people want to know, how did he practice this unparalleled and terrifying swordsmanship?
This hand, in times of peace, was the hand that brought happiness, loved women, and adjusted the balance of yin and yang. It had touched all kinds of women.
— — It made people want to know what he experienced before he discovered that he had awakened a new ability.
Right now, those two fingers were holding the future, holding the hope of victory between them.
Sun Lang's lips curved into a confident smile. He stood up and raised the item in his hand high up.
That smile seemed to announce the arrival of victory in advance.
He looked at the two people in front of him. His clear and bright voice brought about a righteous judgment, giving the enemy the final judgment: "Shine!
The two kings converge, the blazing sun fuses, the intense light pierces the blue dome of heaven, swallowing the earth and sinking it!
This is the wrath of Tsar Ivan, roar, roar, I bestow upon you the righteous punishment of heaven, its name is — — "
He raised his right hand high up and threw the final judgment in front of the enemy: "— — King Bomb!"
Daoist White Snow cried out, "How is that possible?!
How is this possible!
I'm going to win!
I'm going to win! "
Zhang Yinluo slammed the table and said angrily: "If you want to play cards, just play cards. Why are you acting like a wizard? Speaking of which, what's with these spells?
Even those wizards in the west can't think of such cool lines, you … … "
Sun Lang smiled as he played out the rest of his cards. He spread out his hands and announced his victory. Zhao Feihuang, who was behind him, was already overjoyed as she cheered, "The cow spirit lost!
Hurry up and follow the previous agreement. Go outside and twist your butt three times, imitate a cow mooing three times, and loudly say 'I'm a cow spirit' three times! "
Zhang Yinluo was stunned for a moment, then threw the cards away and said angrily: "When did we have such an agreement?"
Dongfang Xin whispered to Zhu Ying: "Did you see?
This is what Sun Lang said about big boobs and no brain. All the nutrition she supplies to the brain has gone to her chest. She will lose even in cards … … "
"Hey, what are you two talking about?
This rule was proposed by him. I'll be damned if I can win in the first round! "
Zhang Jianyuan, on the other hand, silently stretched out his hand and pressed down on Priest Bai Xue's head with lightning speed. With a bang, Zhang Jianyuan pressed Priest Bai Xue's head onto the table with a loud bang. He slowly used Priest Bai Xue's robe to wipe his hands, then curled his lips and said, "Trash."
White Snow flew into a rage and turned around to fight with Zhang Jianyuan: "Bastard, I haven't finished with you today!"
But Master Sanzang looked at the chaos in front of him with a confused face: "Why … why is this poor nun here … …"
Fighting, quarreling, and heckling, it was a mess. Sun Lang watched the show with a smile, and Xu Qingluan was not involved in the battle. Compared to Zhao Feihuang, who followed Sun Lang's orders in everything, at this moment, Housekeeper Xu was the most clear-headed person in Marquis Jingan fu.
She frowned, approached Sun Lang, and asked in a low voice: "You … … are you holding a celebration banquet?"
Sun Lang smiled: "It's just a trivial matter, yet it's worth holding a celebration banquet. But originally, according to my plan, I was going to lure Qin Hui to shift his attention to me and make him waste time on this. Then I'll give him a ruthless blow when he's caught off guard. Not only will his face be covered in dirt, everything he did before will become useless … … but the plan could not keep up with the changes. Zhang Jianyuan and White Snow interfered, and the few of us cooperated with each other without knowing, and we actually managed to perfectly deal a wave of damage … …"
Zhang Jianyuan, who had already pressed White Snow under his body, heard Sun Lang mention him. He raised his head and gave Sun Lang a thumbs up, revealing a hearty smile.
Sun Lang also gave a thumbs up. Zhang Jianyuan chuckled and was caught off guard, and his chin was hit by White Snow's Rising Dragon Lord.
The capitalist was furious. He raised his hand and sent out a Buddha's Palm. The two of them once again fought with fists and feet on the ground.
Xu Qingluan's expression was somewhat conflicted. She decided not to look at the two of them. She did not know what kind of hopeless situation Qin Hui had encountered, but from Sun Lang's brief description, it was clear that the imperial envoy had suffered a great loss at Sun Lang's hands. The housekeeper felt uneasy and said in a small voice: "Then what should we do next?"
Sun Lang rubbed his chin and said in a low voice: "Qin Hui has taken this blow and will definitely be greatly affected. At least he will become well-behaved. In my opinion, he probably won't make any big moves … …"
Xu Qingluan let out a breath: "So, we're safe?"
Sun Lang laughed coldly: "No, on the contrary, from now on, it is the decisive moment. Qin Hui, to be honest, I really don't understand him, but I can be sure that he is not someone who is easy to deal with. Although I can't think of any way he can turn the tables, we can't relax even a little … …"
He said this and then muttered to himself: "So, what method does Qin Hui have to turn the tables?"