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Laughter is an amazing thing, it's like pushing a snowball down a hill, and once the snowball starts rolling down, it's hard to stop, and so is laughter.

Zhao Shitu laughed so hard that his eyes were full of tears, which was nothing in normal times, since he was not a serious person.But at this moment, this kind of laughter seems a bit weird.

Even Shangguan Qing, who has always been calm, couldn't hold back, wondering: "Is it so funny?"

Zhao Shitu finally stopped and said intermittently: "It's not you I'm laughing at, but myself. You see, I'm locked up in a prison cell like a dog, and I can't eat the buns in my mouth, yet I can still laugh out loud. Sound, isn't this incident itself funny?"

Shangguanqing waited for his breathing to calm down, and then said: "I just saw that jailer put medicine in the bun."

Zhao Shitu was stunned and said: "Medicine? My little life is already in their hands. If they want to kill me, is it worth taking medicine?"

Shangguan Qing said: "It doesn't have to be poison, it could be something else, such as dumb medicine,"

"Dummy drug?"

"In order to gag your mouth and make it difficult for you to speak."

Zhao Shitu was even more surprised: "Didn't the yamen expect to get information about the black market from me? It won't do them any good to keep my mouth shut."

Shangguanqing shook his head and said, "You are wrong, there is no black market at all."

"No?"

"No, the black market itself is a scam, so if your mouth is gagged, you can logically become the mastermind of the black market."

Take Zhao Shitu as the mastermind of the black market, take him to Chang'an, report him for collaborating with the enemy and treason, and exchange his life for the court's trust in Jiang's family - this deal is indeed a guaranteed profit.

Zhao Shitu only felt a chill down his back, and then asked: "If there is no black market, where would the stolen weapons from the hidden sword pavilion go?"

Shangguan said: "Those weapons are all in the tea shop of the tea seller."

The tea seller in front of the Jiangfu gate was also the one who handed over the black market token to Aunt Jin.

"How did you find out?"

"I didn't notice it at first, until Mr. Yan found out that the man not only sold tea in front of the Jiangfu gate, but also met Ming Yuechen outside the Jiangfu gate."

A tea seller will not meet a Yamen policeman for no reason, so there must be something wrong between them.

"Later we followed him all the way, found his residence, and found that there was a large yard behind his tea shop, and no one lived in it."

The uninhabited yard is of course not just for storing tea.

Zhao Shitu laughed and said, "You probably also made holes in other people's yards, didn't you?"

Shangguanqing really nodded and said: "Although the method proposed by the little devil is old-fashioned, it is very effective."

Zhao Shitu didn't know how to make a comment, and asked again: "The lost sword was found in the yard?"

Shangguanqing continued to nod: "Not only have we found the sword, but the tea seller is now in our hands."

"You bought him?"

"There is no need to bribe, Mr. Yan just told him the news of Aunt Jin's death. As a warning, he promised to help us and expose the truth."

The rabbit dies and the fox is sad. The tea seller is just a small person like Aunt Jin. In this conspiracy, although he is greedy for the temptation of profit, he will never forget the important task of self-protection.Aunt Jin is dead, and the tea seller is in danger, so it is reasonable to change his stance.

There is no flawless conspiracy in the world, and flaws often occur in places that are most easily overlooked.

Zhao Shitu said with emotion: "I didn't expect you to do so much while I was imprisoned here."

Shangguan Qing said: "Then you can finally leave with me now?"

Zhao Shitu raised the corner of his mouth, his smile was bright in the darkness: "Of course, I'm not a dog, and I don't intend to be chained here forever."

He didn't dare to leave just now because he was afraid of hurting his friends.Now that his friend is not only safe and sound, but has come back to save him, there is of course no need for him to stay in this place.

He walked to the hole in the corner of the wall and bent down to look up. The temporarily dug passages were indeed very simple, with different widths and narrow angles, and the angle of inclination was very steep. There were sharp rocks exposed in the soil, which seemed very difficult to climb.But at the end of the corridor, there is faint skylight.

It was already daytime outside, and the dust precipitated and condensed in the pale golden sunlight, turning into a piece of clear amber, which was too beautiful to behold.

There is nothing in the world more beautiful than light after darkness, and nothing happier than joy after sorrow.

Zhao Shitu is very happy now, he took a deep breath, completely disregarding the pungent smell of the soil, just to smell the hard-won sunshine.

Sunshine has no form, but it has a refreshing taste, the taste of life and hope.

Zhao Shitu turned back, picked up the broken bun on the ground, and wrapped it with a piece of his skirt. If there was really dumb medicine in it, it could be used as physical evidence.Since it is intended to expose this conspiracy, the more evidence the better.

It's just that he looked down at the bun and suddenly found it funny.

Shangguanqing was still waiting for him, he raised his head and said: "Although it is to save people, but if you knock over my buns so simply and rudely, you won't be afraid that I will starve to death in the cell, and your hole will be in vain."

Of course he was joking, but Shangguanqing said seriously: "Be patient for a while, you will have hot soup when you go out."

Zhao Shitu narrowed his eyes and looked at him quietly. After a while, he smiled slightly and said, "Shangguan, I used to think you were made of ice, but now I look at you, but I feel very warm. Are you here to trick me? It's a counterfeit, wait for me to verify the authenticity."

He suddenly took a step forward, stood opposite Shangguan Qing, held up the opponent's hand, and held it in front of his eyes.

The hands were indeed covered with scratches, the tendons on the back of the hands were raised, and there were solidified black blood between the fingers.

Such a hole could not have been dug overnight without some special means.If there is no such hole, Zhao Shitu is afraid that he will really starve to death at the bottom of the prison, and he definitely has no strength to stand up and laugh.

Zhao Shitu was just talking nonsense at first, but when he saw Shangguanqing's hand, his heart really softened, as if a warm current flowed in slowly, melting the pain that was originally sealed in it into a puddle of water.It turned out that the person in front of him understood his patience and persistence.

He raised his head, looked into the other person's eyes and said, "This is the second time you have saved my life."

Shangguanqing met his gaze and did not speak.

He continued: "Whoever says Rakshasa kung fu is an evil kung fu in the future, let him dig a hole and try."

Shangguan Qing's movements were a little stiff, she blinked, pulled her hand out, and said bluntly: "You still have the strength to talk nonsense, why don't you go quickly."

Zhao Shitu smiled and said, "Don't forget who knocked over my steamed stuffed bun... By the way, wait a minute."

He turned back again, squatted on the ground and looked around, Shangguan looked at him indifferently, until he stood up again, holding a piece of wood in his hand, which was the piece that hit him just now.

"Don't forget to take this precious murder weapon with you." He said as he raised the wood and shook it.

The wood is one of Shangguanqing's sculptures, and its outline is in the shape of a human being. Although the light near the cave entrance is very dim, Zhao Shitu can still see the facial features of the wooden man clearly.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, did I read it wrong? This wooden man's face seems familiar..."

Shangguanqing interrupted Zhao Shitu's words with actions.

He even stretched out his hand, snatched the wood carving back roughly, stuffed it into his pocket, turned around and said, "If you don't leave, I will leave first."

"Hey, wait for me, wait for me." Zhao Shitu hurried to catch up.