This Northern Song Dynasty is a bit weird

Chapter 202 It must be bloody wind

When Qingyang Ke woke up, he was lying on a wooden bed with his hands and legs tied up in a large font.

He moved and found that his body was still very weak, but he didn't have the feeling of wanting to die before.

Rescued?

No, if he was rescued, he wouldn't be tied up, and his back was in pain, and he seemed to be missing something.

He wanted to stretch out his hand to scratch, but he couldn't do this simple movement now.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked left and right, only to find that he seemed to be in a prison-like place with many instruments of torture around him.

It seems that someone was caught... Could it be that kid?
Qingyangke quickly denied this idea, because he saw a man sitting on his right side.

The other party's hair is disheveled and he is wearing animal fur clothing... If it is Lu Zhenren's subordinates, he will definitely not be like this.

Impossible for the dignified Daoist Lu to accept a foreigner as his subordinate.

Qingyangke suppressed the anger in his heart, carefully looked at the surrounding environment, and at the same time quietly moved his body to see if there was a chance to escape.

It's just that it wasn't long before I came up with this idea, when I heard footsteps from behind.

Qingyang Ke immediately pretended to be unconscious and lowered his breath at the same time.

After standing behind him for a while, the footsteps suddenly spoke: "Don't pretend, I know you have woken up. There is a difference between a comatose person and an awake person's heartbeat."

Qingyangke realized what was wrong, he sighed, and opened his eyes helplessly.

And the person who came in went to the side and shouted: "Dog, are you still slacking off? Get outside and let someone notify and ask the owner to come over."

The guard who was dozing next to him immediately jumped up, was stunned for a while, then reacted and ran out.

The latecomer walked around to the front of Qingyangke, looked at the latter, and smiled coldly: "You have suffered such a serious injury, and you can wake up with just some medicine. Your body is really strong."

Qingyangke looked up at the man in front of him.

The other party is Kongwu powerful, although he looks like a Song Dynasty person in his attire, but the other party's appearance, as well as temperament, no matter how you look at it, he is the root of the Liao people in the north.

"Who are you?" Qingyang Ke asked hoarsely.

"You shouldn't be the one asking us, you need to know the rules, you know? When my grandfather comes later, if he asks you something, answer it nicely, otherwise you will understand it yourself."

This person came up, laughed and patted Qingyang Ke on the right cheek with his thick and rough hands. Although the strength was not heavy, the humiliation brought by the teasing and playful eyes made Qingyang Ke extremely uncomfortable.

If it wasn't for his hands and feet being tied up with fine iron chains, he would definitely jump up and beat the opponent half to death.

Looking at Qingyangke's unruly eyes, this man's eyes moved slightly, as if he was a little unhappy. His eyes wandered on Qingyangke for a while, as if he was thinking about where to start, and when he was about to take action, there was a sound of footsteps outside Voice.

The man took two steps back, bowed respectfully, and stood with his hands hanging down.

A group of people came in outside the door, standing around Qingyangke, and then a person walked around in front of him.

This person is dressed in silk clothes of Song people, and his hair is also tied with the hair style of a man from Song Dynasty. From his body shape to temperament, he looks like a Song person, except for a pair of eyes, which are more brown, not as bright as that of a Song person. As black as shiny.

"Song Dog, where are you from and what is your name?" The young Khitan noble son asked with a smile.

When Qingyangke raised his head, he also covered the corners of his mouth. Because of this small movement, he felt a sharp pain in his back.

"So can you let me go?"

The young man's appearance is not bad, he said with a smile: "It's unlikely."

"Then may I ask why the nobleman is imprisoned here." Qingyang Ke put on a simple and honest smile without any threat: "I'm just a mud leg who came to the Great Khitan Kingdom to beg for food."

"Ask for food?" This young man is General Xiao Xiao. He looked at the other party with a smile, and hummed softly in his nose, appearing extremely disdainful: "You want to eat very easily. Horizontal practice is good, and judging by your size, you should also cultivate internal energy. If you let go of the shackles, you can kill me on the spot, and I never even had the chance to fight back."

Qingyang guest smiled dryly: "Your honor is ridiculous."

"Mud legs can't say what you say." General Xiao's expression became playful, and he took out a green metal square sheet from his arms. It looked like metal, but the texture was quite smooth, even to the point of being so smooth. There is a mirror feeling.

"What is this, mudleg?"

Qingyang Ke looked at the small square, slightly puzzled, and then his face became ugly.

He finally understood why his back hurt so much, and also finally understood why he felt a little uneasy when he woke up.

"Since the nobleman has already obtained this thing from me, why did you ask knowingly and humiliate a rude person like me!" Qingyang Ke snorted, and then was full of grief and indignation.

He stared at the small square, it was polished smooth, and there were strange patterns on it, and there was faint white light oozing out, it was not ordinary at first glance.

In order to protect this little thing, I was chased and killed by the young son of the Zhao family for more than half a year. I didn't expect that this thing would still fall into the hands of outsiders after all.

Hateful, Qingyang Ke felt that his heart was full of resentment.

It's all the fault of Zhao, and this young Khitan nobleman in front of him, why did he save himself, even if he didn't save him, he should be able to survive.

"Your eyes are very bad." General Xiao narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "I have killed many Song people. There are many soldiers of Song people. Before they were tortured and killed, their eyes were similar to yours. When they looked at me, It seems that they want to eat and drink my flesh and blood."

Qingyang Ke closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then put on a smiley face and said: "Your honor is just joking, I'm a coward, how dare I do such a thing, if I really had the guts, I wouldn't have come here to seek refuge. "

"Refuge! That's a pretty good explanation. It really should be refuge." General Xiao stroked the metal piece: "I asked the craftsmen at home just now, and none of them knew what it was, and they didn't even think it was Ironware...Although it is also a kind of goldware, all craftsmen agree that it is definitely not iron, and this thing can still glow in the dark."

Qingyang guest looked at the iron piece again.

General Xiao Xiao continued: "So this must be a strange thing. How did you, a warrior from the Song Dynasty, get this thing? What's the use of it?"

"What if I say I don't know?" Qingyang Ke has secretly looked at the surrounding environment and situation. There are a lot of people here, and there are at least a few experts who are no less than himself staring at the side. It is almost impossible to escape. The most important thing: "Your person is trustworthy?"

"What do you think?" General Xiao's eyes became gloomy: "There are quite a few of my subordinates who know the art of torture. It can guarantee that you can live for five or six years with only one layer of flesh. sky."

Qingyang guest took a deep breath: "I can tell everything I know, I just ask you to give me a way to survive and let me return to my homeland."

"Tell me, as for whether you can live or not, it depends on my mood." General Xiao Xiao smiled.

Then, Qingyang Ke told the whole story of the incident.

"That is to say, this thing is called Tiandao Iron Coupon, and it is one of the magic weapons of your fourth-rank civil servant of the Song Kingdom, the real Lu Senlu of Zhongnan Mountain?"

Qingyangke nodded slightly, his eyes looked at the iron plate in General Xiao General's hand, full of unwillingness, but now the situation is stronger than others, he no longer wants to get back the iron coupon of heaven, he just wants to survive.

"I've also heard a thing or two about Master Lu." General Xiao showed a thoughtful look: "I just don't believe it too much. After all, it's just hearsay, and many things change when they are passed on. Besides, back then Emperor Yuanxiao (posthumous title of Emperor Zhenzong of Song Dynasty) is the civilized Zhang Sheng of your Song Dynasty, who was enshrined in Zen on Mount Tai, and has many real people under him, but as far as I know, almost all of them are fakes, so how real is this real Lu?"

Qingyang guest thought for a while, and said: "I don't know how much is true, but this thing is indeed from Lu Zhenren's home. In addition, the Zhao family boy who has been chasing me is one of Lu Zhenren's brothers-in-law. It's weird, the injury healed very quickly, and it must be the magic weapon given by Master Lu for self-protection."

"Sounds interesting." Little General Xiao thought for a while, and said to the people next to him: "After I leave, let him go. We Khitan men always keep our word."

The entourage next to him nodded and said he obeyed.

And Qingyang Ke felt relaxed all over his body, and after he narrowly escaped from death, he felt extremely weak all over his body.

Just when General Xiao was about to leave, the iron plate in his hand suddenly glowed, and the light became brighter and brighter. Soon the pattern on the iron plate disappeared, and finally turned into two characters 'nine five'!
"Nine five!"

"Nine-five?"

General Xiao Xiao looked at the two characters in the iron sheet, he was taken aback for a moment, then panicked, and at the same time was full of surprise.

When Qingyangke saw these two words, he subconsciously called out. He was just a warrior. Although he could read some words, he didn't quite understand what these two words meant.

Ninety five?

Ninth Five, Long Fei, my lord!

Little General Xiao understands that he is good at Sinology, or in other words, all the younger generations of Khitan aristocratic families are good at Sinology.

It's quite interesting that a foreigner has surpassed the pure Song people in Sinology.

"What do you mean?" Little General Xiao obviously already had an answer in his heart, but he still asked himself subconsciously.

Then he came to his senses and wrapped the piece of iron with his sleeves so that its light would not leak out. Finally, he looked around and saw that there were all his confidants here. He breathed a sigh of relief, and finally his eyes fell on Qingyang. on the guest.

Gradually, his vision became cold.

"Kill him, dig a hole and bury him on the spot."

After finishing speaking, General Xiao walked out of the room.

But Qingyang Ke's face changed drastically, he struggled desperately, ignoring that his hands and feet were scraped off by the iron shackles and bled, and at the same time shouted: "You bastard, you don't believe what you say, you despicable villain... ah!"

Hearing the screams behind him, General Xiao didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart. At this moment, he was in a state of enlightenment, because the amount of information about what happened just now was too much for his brain to process for the time being.

And about 200 meters away from General Xiao, Zhao Guohua, who was following him, hid in the woods. He looked at the compound with the two house numbers of "Xiao Mansion" in front of him, and then at the two patrolling policemen outside. The elite guard was stunned for a moment, and then burst into tears.

"Is this fulfilling my brother-in-law's entrustment?"

After all, Lu Sen told him more than half a year ago to force Qingyang Ke to the north of Khitan, and then let him fall into the hands of the other party's dignitaries.

It should be by now.

You can go home and report to your brother-in-law.

Zhao Zonghua wiped his eyes, then walked back.

This task is completed, the burden is gone, people feel relaxed all over, and even their mood is much better.

On the way home he ate, drank, and had a good time.After walking for two days, one day when I was riding a little donkey I bought and walking slowly on the dirt road, I suddenly saw a black spot flying in the sky in front of me. Before I could be surprised, I saw that the black spot was getting bigger and bigger. Big, and finally came to the top of his head.

What is this?
Zhao Zonghua was shocked, and was about to abandon the donkey and run away, but suddenly someone jumped down from above and shouted at the same time: "Brother Hua, don't run, sister, I'm here to find you."

The female voice was very familiar, Zhao Zonghua, who had already rolled off the donkey, turned around, and found that Zhao Bilian, one of his many sisters, jumped down from the air.

Zhao Bilian landed lightly, hooked her fingers and said with a smile: "Run away when you see your sister and brother-in-law, what are you talking about!"

Zhao Zonghua hurried over to salute, his eyes lit up again after hearing the words: "Brother-in-law is here too?"

The aircraft landed on the ground, and Lu Sen walked out from it.

Zhao Zonghua immediately abandoned his sister, ran to Lu Sen, bowed and smiled happily: "Brother-in-law, you came to see me? Don't worry, I have already settled the matter. The Qingyang guest has been taken away by the nobleman of Khitan. Surnamed Xiao, I checked my heels, and it seems to be the person from the biggest Xiao family."

Well done.

Lu Sen patted Zhao Zonghua on the shoulder.

Zhao Zonghua grinned so much that his brother-in-law's praise for him made him much happier than his father's compliment from the king of Runan County.

Then he couldn't help but see the aircraft behind Lu Sen... There was an envious expression in his eyes.

Every man, who doesn't want to fly around in the sky.

Lu Sen realized this, and said with a smile: "You did a good job this time, and you really worked hard. But I don't have anything suitable to give you as a reward for the time being. How about it, after you return to Hangzhou, you can find a way for yourself." Find a piece of extraterrestrial meteorite, bring it to your sister, and I will help you build this kind of aircraft."

"Really?" Zhao Zonghua was overjoyed.

"I can still lie to you!"

"Then I will go back to Hangzhou immediately."

Zhao Zonghua quickly climbed onto the donkey, then yelled 'drive', and rode forward on the donkey. Although the speed was actually quite slow, he still felt like a galloping horse.

"Why did you just run away? I still want to talk to him." Zhao Bilian walked over.

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

Lu Sen walked towards the aircraft, and the vixen Lu Xianxian was still sitting inside.

"This will take two or three days." Lu Sen said with a smile, "I'll stop by to make things difficult for the Khitan people."

Lu Xianxian looked at Lu Sen, the beautiful slender fox winking eyes, full of puzzlement: "How to add trouble?"

"What do you think will happen if a treasure that can give people the appearance of an emperor falls into the secular world?"

Lu Xianxian understood: "That must be bloody!"

(End of this chapter)