A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice

"Is there only one door to the dungeon, on the other side of the arrow tower?" Duan Rong suddenly asked with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

In his opinion, the heavy lock must have been sawed off by Jie Lei. He was on duty and sawed for a period of time every day, so it was not unnoticed.

The problem is, Yang Zhen clearly saw Jie Lei leave, how did he appear in the dungeon, and then at dawn, when the defense was the most lax, he suddenly carried Xu Ruhu on his back and escaped from prison!

Yang Zhen listened to Duan Rong's question, but he looked at Duan Rong as if he was a fool, and said: "According to your idea, the dungeon will open a back door for you!"

Duan Rong grinned, somewhat unwilling to pay attention to Yang Zhen, but he still suppressed his emotions and said patiently: "I mean, how did that person suddenly appear in the dungeon? Is there any other way?"

"This is another weird place!" Yang Zhen said, his eyes full of surprise again. "There is only a ventilation hole the size of two human heads on the back wall of the dungeon! With that space, even a slightly larger dog can't get through!"

"According to you, that person has become a ghost?"

"Eighty percent!"

Duan Rong smiled lightly. He knew that the person was either a ghost or Jie Lei. The deadlock now is how Jie Lei appeared in the dungeon after leaving.

The dungeon has only one door, the arrow tower, which can be used to enter and exit! A living person, no matter what, can't sneak into the dungeon without alerting anyone!

And, what is Jie Lei's motive for escaping from prison with such a difficult criminal on his back?

"This is really evil!"

Duan Rong said goodbye to Yang Zhen and walked slowly on West Street...

West Street has been searched and the street has started to operate normally, but everyone looks worried along the way...

The search in South City is still going on, and people on the street can be heard talking in a low voice with vigilant expressions...

Duan Rong walked on the street, his head down, his thoughts kept turning.

He knew very well that this wave of city-wide search would not yield any results.

Because he had already guessed where Xu Ruhu was hiding now!

It must be in Xie Lei's own home!

Xie Daohan believed that the person who could kidnap Xu Ruhu from the prison must be powerful, and it was probably one of the major forces in Xiangu County who planned it!

Therefore, he personally searched the major forces, and the search of other places was conducted by Xie Lei and the yamen runners!

But let me ask, would a person search himself?

And who would suspect him, the nephew of the county yamen constable?

In this wave of searches, wouldn't it be the safest to keep him in his own home!

Duan Rong thought so and had already entered Yuanshun Escort Agency. He walked thoughtfully on the path beside the martial arts arena...

Suddenly, he felt something sticky on his head. Duan Rong paused and raised his hand to touch his head. He saw a sticky white viscous substance on his palm...

"What the hell...what is that?"

Duan Rong stretched his palm to his nose and sniffed it. His face suddenly became very ugly. "Damn, it's bird shit!"

Duan Rong looked up and saw a bird jumping on a branch above his head.

The bird chirped twice when Duan Rong looked at it, and seemed quite happy!

Duan Rong was furious. He picked up a stone not far away and threw it at the bird on the branch!

When the bird saw Duan Rong bending down, it immediately flapped its wings and shot behind the tree like an arrow!

Duan Rong held a stone in his hand, and it seemed to be unconscious without thinking. He waved his hand and threw it at the bird in the air!

With a squeak, the stone hit the target. The bird fell not far away, twitched twice, and died. A few feathers floated in the air...

"You can urinate and defecate anywhere..." Duan Rong cursed, and then he was slightly stunned. The technique he used to throw the stone just now seemed to be a fusion of the Thousand-Handed Arhat and the Plum Blossom Needle Technique!

He could understand the Thousand-Handed Arhat. After all, he digested and absorbed the spirit of the dart last night, and already had the entry-level experience of the Thousand-Handed Arhat's hidden weapon technique.

But, isn't the Plum Blossom Needle Technique acupuncture technique?

When he made his move just now, after the Thousand-Handed Arhat's starting posture, the feeling of the Plum Blossom Needle Technique was brought up!

It was as if there was some kind of natural connection between the Thousand-Handed Arhat and the Plum Blossom Needle Technique...

"Could it be... that this Plum Blossom Needle Technique contains the technique of hidden weapons?" Duan Rong's eyes flickered.

Duan Rong guessed correctly. This plum blossom needle technique was created by a hidden weapon master a hundred years ago. After his life changed drastically, he gave up martial arts and turned to medicine!

The plum blossom needle technique not only contains the techniques of hidden weapons, but also the most essential things of hidden weapon techniques. The hidden weapon master simplified this part of the essence and integrated it into the art of acupuncture!

Because this part is the technique of hidden weapons, since he can integrate it into the art of acupuncture, it can naturally be integrated into other hidden weapon techniques!

So, just now, Duan Rong had the entry-level Thousand Hands Arhat and the master-level plum blossom needle technique. He was so angry that he wanted to hit the bird.

This was a coincidence that he threw that blow!

"This piece of bird shit was not in vain!"

Duan Rong wiped the bird shit on his hand on the tree, then quickly crossed the martial arts field, ready to go to the dormitory yard to wash the bird shit on his head.

He had just walked to the dormitory door when he was suddenly stopped by the dormitory manager.

"Master Duan, sorry to bother you for a moment."

The manager was chubby and kind. His name was Zhao Gang, and he was the second uncle of Zhao Meng, the head of the Sixth Escort Team.

"Master Zhao, what's the matter?" Duan Rong said with a smile.

Zhao Gang walked to Duan Rong and smelled a strange smell.

A 6-9 book!

When Duan Rong saw Zhao Gang's face, he knew that he smelled bird shit. Fortunately, he was half a head taller than Zhao Gang, otherwise he would definitely see the bird shit on his hair, which would be a joke if it got out.

"Master Duan, have you seen Kong Bin recently?" Zhao Gang took a step back and asked with a smile.

Duan Rong's heart moved, but his face did not change. He said: "No! We don't live in the same dormitory. We have basically never practiced together!"

Zhao Gang felt a little strange when he heard this. Generally, the same batch of apprentices have a good relationship. After all, they will work together in the escort agency in the future. Why do these two people seem to have no intersection?

"Oh, that's right." Zhao Gang explained with a smile: "The door of his dormitory has been closed for more than ten days. The guy who lives next to him told me that he hasn't seen him for more than ten days, and there is a bad smell in the room!" "I was afraid something might happen, so I opened the door and went in to take a look. Two sesame cakes in the room were covered with mold, and the clothes soaked in the basin were also smelly." "I told the chief boss about this, but Mr. Luan said that the apprentice escort was under the management of Mr. Xiao, but Mr. Xiao's family was holding a funeral recently, so I didn't want to disturb him!" "Oh, I don't know about this. But Manager Zhao, since you have reported it, there should be no big problem. Why not wait and see, maybe he will be back in two days." Duan Rong smiled. "That's right, that's right..." Zhao Gang smiled and nodded. Duan Rong smiled and walked forward. He suddenly stopped and looked back, saying, "Manager Zhao, I remember that among the errand disciples in our batch, there is a guy named Zhang Zheng, who seems to be a childhood friend of Kong Bin. Why don't you go ask him, maybe he can know."

"Oh, really? Thank you, Master Duan, I'll go ask now."

"You're welcome!" Duan Rong turned and walked into his dormitory.

Zhao Gang walked to the front yard. He was going to find the manager of the errand disciples and take him to ask Zhang Zheng...

Duan Rong returned to the dormitory, took a wooden basin and soap beans, squatted by the well, and washed his hair. With wet hair, he stood by the well and said to himself, "I have to thank Wu Hui for choosing a good burial site. Otherwise, it would be a bit troublesome to deal with the aftermath..."