Journey to the West from Daqin

Looking at the back of Li Jue leaving, Jiuliang frowned while studying the medicine Li Jue had just caught.

Third Master Luo said, "If you don't work, you're lazy?"

Jiuliang said: "Master, what kind of prescription do you think Mr. Li took this time? I just asked, but he refused to say, it must be more important than lung disease."

Master Luo said: "Okay, don't ask blindly. Everyone has a secret. What's wrong with two or three ancestral recipes?"

After scolding Jiuliang, he also started to study it himself, but he still couldn't understand it.

Menghan medicine hasn't appeared yet, and Li Jue deliberately bought several more medicines to confuse people.

Everything is ready, Li Jue grinds it into powder, and then carries it with him.

It's time to go to Mao.

This time, he was working again, and when he knew the prisoner, Li Jue's mood was extremely complicated.

Li Jue stood outside Gate No. [-], looking at the embarrassed prisoners inside, with a complicated mood.

The prisoner shivered and seemed to have noticed Li Jue's gaze, looked up, and was stunned.

He also recognized Li Jue.

Surprised: "It's you, hehe, uncle is right, we meet again."

The prisoner, Qin Wuyang.

Chapter 22 Suicide in fear of guilt?he wants to kill me

Qin Wuyang was captured and imprisoned.

In other words, Jing Ke's assassination of King Qin has already happened.

It's just that Qin Wuyang is here, where did Jing Ke go?

Could it be that everyone was hacked to death by the swords above the main hall, or what? ?

Li Jue looked at Qin Wuyang in Room [-], feeling a little complicated. Although he knew their ending for a long time, it was his turn to do it today, and his heart was somewhat complicated.

More still sigh.

He didn't have any feelings for Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang, and now being able to kill them himself is only beneficial and harmless to him.

Qin Wuyang looked at Li Jue and said, "That day, you were just an ordinary executioner. Unexpectedly, in just a few days, you turned out to be a military commander and qualified to behead me."

Li Jue said: "When you came from the Yan Kingdom, you should have guessed that there will be today's end, right?"

Qin Wuyang was stunned for a moment, and said, "I didn't expect you, a little executioner, to know so much. And looking at your appearance, it seems that we already knew that we had bad intentions."

He was really startled.

Listening to Li Jue's meaning, it seems that they already knew that they were coming to assassinate.

How would a mere executioner know?

This can be a little incredible.

Li Jue added: "An envoy is not a civil servant, but a little-known person, and he is even more talented. If it is not a conspiracy, why is this?"

Qin Wuyang nodded and said, "Since you know, why didn't you report it?"

Li Jue sneered: "Why do you need to report it, many people in the court must have seen through your tricks, otherwise how can you fail?"

Qin Wuyang fell silent.

The body was trembling, and the eyes were desperate. It turned out that everyone had seen through it long ago.

Even a mere executioner can know these things, and Daqin probably already knew their origin and purpose.

If I had known this earlier, I should have persuaded my uncle to give up the mission.

Li Jue was actually playing a trick. Daqin was a little proud at this time. How could it be seen that Jing Ke and others came here to assassinate.

They really felt that Jing Ke and others brought the heads of Chengchi and Fan Yuqi to seek peace. After all, they had the chance to win.

The prison chief listened to the conversation between the two, and only felt that Li Jue was really inscrutable, and even knew that these people were here to assassinate.

He also said that everyone in Daqin knew about it, but he didn't know!

The head of the prison raised his chest, looked proud, coughed, and said, "Yes, we already knew that you were plotting something wrong, hum, who can you deceive with a little trick?"

After speaking, he glanced at Li Jue with a guilty conscience, and got a positive look from Li Jue.

Qin Wuyang was very frightened and began to beg for mercy, expressing that he would be rewarded with money.

Li Jue refused directly and said, "Your uncle Jing Ke is a talented person with extraordinary courage. How can you be such a timid junior like a mouse?"

Qin Wuyang became angry and started to scold.

Li Jue ignored it and went directly to receive his reward for executing the prisoner, a leg of lamb and a pot of wine.

After tossing for a long time yesterday, his strength has improved a bit, and he has reached the second rank of martial arts. The stronger his strength, the greater his thirst for food.

At the time of the third grade, a leg of lamb might be [-]% full, but now a leg of lamb and a pot of wine can satisfy your hunger.

It is impossible to eat enough.

Li Jue was eating meat and drinking heavily, and the prison chief came in panic for a moment.

He said in shock: "Seventh brother, something bad happened, Qin Wuyang committed suicide in fear of sin."

Li Jue turned pale in shock, hurriedly swallowed the last mouthful of meat, and hurried away.

Qin Wuyang can't die, he must die in his hands to be valuable.

In Room [-], Qin Wuyang really fell to the ground, with a pool of blood on the ground and scratches on his stomach and neck.

In addition, there is a broken brick on the ground, and I think he used that broken brick to kill himself.

Li Jue hurriedly said: "Open the door of the cell, he must not die."

The prison chief and others panicked and said, "It's absolutely impossible, Qin Wuyang is a master of the third rank, and he is good at assassination. If he is not dead, and attack us, who can resist?"

He panicked again: "Furthermore, Qin Wuyang is said to know a martial art and be able to hide from the shadows. If we open the door and he disappears, none of us can afford it."

Li Jue shouted: "He is about to bleed to death, and we can't afford it any more."

The prisoners died before they were executed, and the jailers were to be punished.

And the executioner will not be punished.

The prison chiefs really looked at each other in dismay, not knowing what to do.

He said with a sad face: "Then let's go to the doctor."

Li Jue said: "No need, you go get a pot of wine and I can wake him up."

The prison chief said, "Do you know medical skills?"

Li Jue said, "It's a family heirloom, and he knows a thing or two about emergency situations."

The head of the prison and others were immediately pleasantly surprised, thanking them repeatedly, and then they did whatever Li Jue ordered.

after all.

This matter has nothing to do with Li Jue, he can completely stand by.

However, Li Jue stepped forward and was really righteous.

Everyone was full of gratitude and admiration for Li Jue, but they didn't feel that Li Jue could bring people back to life.

Just thought, I can hold on for a while longer.

The cell door opened.

Li Jue hurriedly went in to check, Qin Wuyang had indeed committed suicide out of fear of crime. At this time, he was covered in blood, with deep scratches on his neck and stomach.

Ordinary people are estimated to be dead, but Qin Wuyang is a master of the third rank, and he is not dead yet.

He watched Li Jue come, hehe said: "Why, do I have the courage now?"

Li Jue snorted: "Have the guts to assassinate, but have no guts to lie down, commit suicide in fear of crime, how dare you!?"

Qin Wuyang was silent.

Li Jue took out the medicine for the golden sore, then put it on Qin Wuyang, and put some acupuncture points on his body to stop the bleeding.

He even picked up the wound with a cloth, and temporarily helped Qin Wuyang stop the blood, but the injury was still serious and had to be dealt with further.

Qin Wuyang sneered: "I'm going to die, you can't save me."

Li Jue also said: "I want to save you, you can't die."

soon.

The prison chief brought a jug of wine. They didn't understand what Li Jue wanted to do, but Li Jue took the jug, secretly added Menghan medicine, and then poured it into Qin Wuyang.

He said, "I'm going to suture your wound. In order to avoid your struggle and destruction, I can only make you faint first."

Qin Wuyang didn't want to live anymore, how could he agree.

He sneered: "It's ridiculous, you just want me to faint with just a pot of wine?"

The prison chiefs also smiled wryly.

They can drink three or five pots of wine without getting drunk. Qin Wuyang, an assassin who looks sturdy at first glance, how could he easily get drunk?

The prison head stepped forward and said, "Seventh brother, why don't you knock him unconscious..."

Before the words were finished, Qin Wuyang crooked his neck and fainted.

The head of the prison screamed: "It's over, he's dead."

Li Jue glanced at him and said, "I just passed out."

The head of the prison tried it out, and it was true, and he was immediately contemptuous, "You will get drunk with a pot of wine, it's really useless."

The others also nodded in disdain.

The head of the prison said again: "Seventh brother, can you really suture all his wounds? Even if they are sutured, will they be all right?"

Li Jue said indifferently: "I have confidence."

Afterwards, he brought some needles and threads, sutured Qin Wuyang's wounds, and tied a bow. Although it was a bit ugly, at least the flesh was sutured.

Then he sprinkled the golden sore medicine, and used some of the methods of Bian Que's internal classics to help him stop the bleeding and suppress the injury.