Eat my pear flower needle

Dongdan Linglong turned cold and stood in front of Tang Song.

He narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes as he watched the disciples of the beggar gang rushing towards him, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

The preparations are complete, even the elders of the five bags have appeared, it seems that today I don't want to be kind!

Untied the silver flute at his waist and put it to his lips, Dongdan Linglong's index finger moved gently on the small hole like a fluttering butterfly, and a strange tune sounded faintly.

Although the sound was low, it spread throughout the inn in an instant, and the air vibrated to produce microwaves that spread outward.

The sound of rustling and flapping wings came from all directions immediately. Tang Song couldn't help a layer of goose bumps on his body when he heard this sound, and he couldn't help taking a few steps towards Dongdan Linglong.

Dongdan Linglong gave him a sideways glance, the corners of his lips curled slightly, showing a smile, but the ice in his eyes dissipated a lot, and he moved half a step to the right, completely blocking Tang and Song.

The old man in the lead was wearing a vest made of brocade and fur. Although it looked tattered, it was obviously newly made. There were five pockets tied on the vest.

Hearing the melody played on Dongdan Linglong flute, his expression changed drastically, and he spread his arms to stop the disciple who was rushing forward after him.

"Who are you from the Poison Immortal Cult? How can you play 'Youmeng'! I have been fighting with the Poison Immortal Cult for half my life, why have I never seen you before!" The old man stood 30 meters away, speaking loudly, everyone present could I can hear you clearly.

Dongdan Linglong smiled playfully, retreated behind Tang Song, and replied bluntly: "You old man really doesn't understand the rules! If you want to know who I am, you don't know to give your name first!"

The old man turned his gaze to Tang Song, seeing his white hair and different pupils, he simply ignored Dongdan Linglong, and only fixed his gaze on Tang Song.

He pursed his lips, clasped his hands and cupped his fists and said, "Master Shengzi is safe and sound. This is actually the first time for this old man Lu Yun to see the true face of Shengzi."

Tang Song looked up at the old man expressionlessly, then cast a glance at Dongdan Linglong, the young man winked at him playfully, then turned to the old man and shouted presumptuously: "Since you know that you have disturbed the Holy Son, don't you?" Get out of here quickly, be careful that you will never return today."

Seeing what Dongdan Linglong did, Tang Song immediately knew that he was intentionally pissing off the old man who called himself "Lu Yun" on the opposite side.

Regardless of who is right and who is wrong, at least he is now directly mistaken by the old man as the holy son of the Poison Immortal Sect, so he has no way to be alone, and has become a grasshopper tied to a rope with Dongdan Linglong, unable to stay out of it .

Tang Song wanted to understand his situation, with a cold and lazy attitude, he raised his eyelids at the old man, and said three words unhurriedly: "I don't know."

The old man had bulging veins on his forehead, and he was easily provoked by Tang Song.

He took a deep breath, but when he spoke again, he still expressed his dissatisfaction in a more rigid tone: "The Holy Son single-handedly slaughtered the sub-helm of my beggar gang in Yunnan, and he should give my beggar gang an explanation."

Tang Song couldn't help but glance at Dongdan Linglong. Dongdan Linglong shook his head slightly, indicating that this matter had nothing to do with him.

Seeing his open eyes, Tang Song's tone was tougher than before, his cold eyes seemed to be ignored by no one, usually forward, and said lightly: "What evidence do you have? Personal or physical evidence, show it. "

This sentence stuck Lu Yun in place.

People in the Jianghu always have traces to follow. Just looking at the wound or the poison in the wound can confirm who made the move.

Lu Yun originally went out to mediate the conflict between the Miao village and the government. When he returned to the Yunnan sub-helm, all the children of the beggar gang who stayed behind were dead. After death, the veins floated under the skin and were clearly visible. , like a drunken person, and reveals a floral fragrance of light yellow flowers unique to Miao villages called "leading radish".

One can tell at a glance that he died of the highly poisonous "Qiansi Zui".

This poison is not made by Dong Danlin, the leader of the Poison Immortal Sect, and Dong Dan Linglong, the holy son. Dong Danlin met him in Miao Village that day, so there should be no time, so naturally, he ran out and wandered around a month ago. The poisonous hand of the Dongdan Linglong.

There is nothing wrong with every link, but Dongdan Linglong's question now seems to be an unreasonable trouble from the beggar gang - the poison is "Qiansi Drunk", but it's really hard to say who poisoned it.

But in any case, the poisoning of the disciples of the Beggar Clan in the Yunnan sub-rudder has nothing to do with the Poison Immortal Sect.

Lu Yun was obviously shocked by Tang and Song's shamelessness. After being startled for a moment, he said again: "I helped my disciple die from 'Qiansi drunk'. This cannot be faked. The Holy Son is unwilling to admit it and there is no way to shirk it. The beggars have always Do your best to mediate the conflict between the imperial court and the Miao village, why does your religion want to slaughter my disciples?"

Tang Song frowned, saying that he had no idea about the inside story of the Poison Immortal Sect, so he could only leave the problem to Dongdan Linglong to solve it himself.

Dongdan Linglong sneered, and after receiving Tang and Song's instructions, he looked at Lu Yun with contemptuous eyes, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Miaojiang chieftain, [-]% of the tax; the government that you have mediated, [-]% of the tax. Don't talk about Miao The border is covered with mountains and forests, and there is no harvest in the fields, but it is fertile land. Can you people in the Central Plains bear such a heavy tax? Hahaha, you still "mediate"? You are not afraid to flash your tongue when you say this! The hairpin was also handed over to the government by my Miao village, and you gang of beggars are colluding with the government to kill my people, rape my Miao women, and take away my Miao Jiang silver.

Those present, even the disciples of the Beggar Clan who followed, couldn't help but cast their eyes on the exquisite silver hairpin on Lu Yun's head. Thinking of the elders of the Beggar Clan who are more senior and richer, their expressions were strange for a while.

Lu Yun was so angry that his temples bulged, and he obviously didn't want to say any more, and was about to do it directly. He didn't want Dongdan Linglong to continue talking, and even shook out all the property that the Yunnan sub-rudder had received from the Miao people over the years: "Since 17 years Before you, Lu Yun, took over the helm of the Yunnan sub-helm. Every year, the Miao people who came out of my teaching paid for their lives from 500 taels, all the way up to 300 taels this year. The life of a third-rate master in the Star Tower will never exceed ten taels Money. If you go out with the masters at the helm, those who stay behind may not even be considered third-rate. The money taken from my Poison Immortal Sect over the years is enough! If they are dead, I don’t complain at all.”

Lu Yun's face turned red, and he shouted: "You talk nonsense, what evidence do you have? You even framed the elders of the beggar gang at will!"

"Evidence? Isn't it on your head? If you dare to let someone take it off, the hairpin will be broken and the inside will be pure gold." Dong Dan's tone fell back to the original place, and he looked at Lu Yun relaxedly, as if he was reading a joke .

In fact, it has always been a common thing to give gift money after helping, and Dongdan Linglong also knows that what he has in his arms is only three parts true and seven parts false.

But Lu Yun received the gifts in private at the beginning, and also settled some matters for the Poison Immortal Sect to contact the government, but the effect has decreased over the years, and the appetite has grown.

However, there is no reason for him to distribute the money to other people after he collected the money. He has kept it a secret all these years, and no one knows.

Hearing that a lot of money went into Lu Yun's pocket at first glance, everyone in the Beggar Clan must have suffered a serious shock.

What's more, although the dead were disciples of the beggar gang, they were all caused by foreign enemies. The interior of the Yunnan sub-rudder was still twisted into a rope, but after the incident of Lu Yun's accepting bribes broke out, the interior suddenly became turbulent, and no one had the heart to pursue it. Who in the end killed many low-level disciples.

As the holy son of the Poison Immortal Sect, Dongdan Linglong didn't care about things all these years because of his sister's affection, but his ability to control his subordinates and detect people's hearts has never been weak.

At this time, the matter of Lu Yun's acceptance of bribes was revealed, and it was a hit. The faces of the other three elders who came with Lu Yun changed, and they looked at Lu Yun with unkind expressions.

"Everyone may wish to go back and ask this Elder Lu if he has offended anyone. Otherwise, why did my Poison Immortal Sect just have an accident and was so busy that the disciples under his jurisdiction would have died from the poisonous poison of the Poison Immortal Sect? , and came here so quickly to seek revenge." Seeing that the atmosphere was almost destroyed by Dongdan Linglong, Tang Song softened his voice, cupped his hands and spoke to the other three old men, although his face was still cold, but his expression was calm.

After the other three old men exchanged colors, they really felt that it was more important to solve internal problems, and looked at him with a lot of kindness.

The oldest one clasped his hands and said: "Holy Son, don't blame me. Let's go back and find out about this matter first. If you are involved with your sect, I hope that your sect can give me justice in the future."

"Naturally, it's easy for you guys to go." Tang Song cupped his hands and said in his heart: Who cares what happens to you in the future, does it have anything to do with me!

As soon as the words fell, the menacing Beggar Clan disciples seemed to be ebbing, and they all left in a hurry.

Tang Song sat back on the bed and looked at Dongdan Linglong who was standing beside him, with doubts in his eyes.

Dongdan Linglong said with certainty: "It's not 'Qiansizui'."

"Why?" Tang Song was surprised that Dongdan Linglong's tone was so certain.

"'Qiansizui' can only be prepared by me and the leader. The 'leading radish' in the poison was originally a non-toxic wild flower. Only I can grow it if it wants to become a highly poisonous poison." Dongdan Linglong said Pushing Tang Song into the bathtub, he smiled like a dog waiting to be praised: "I haven't raised poisonous radishes for five years, and the last drop of Qiansizui in the teaching has been used up three years ago."

"You wash first, the water will be cold in a while." Tang Song looked at the dark circles under Dongdan Linglong's eyes that couldn't be concealed by his smiling face, and said.

"Let's just go together, there is not much water left in the kitchen, and it has to be burned." Dongdan Linglong was no longer polite, and yawned, removing the silver ornaments all over his body.

"...Mmm." Tang Song looked at the small bathtub, and he hesitated in agreeing, but he didn't object in the end.

They are all big men, even if they squeeze a little, it should be fine.

Obviously Tang and Song had more clothes, but he took them off first.

Lifting his feet into the bathtub, he was soaked in hot water, and he narrowed his eyes in instant enjoyment, and let out a comfortable sigh.

Dongdan Linglong paused for a moment when removing the silver jewelry, and looked sideways at the man leaning on the wall of the bathtub, his deep eyes protruded with strands of strange colors, red light flashed under the candlelight.

He quietly walked behind Tang Song, and approached him, the distance between them became shorter and shorter, until it was less than half a foot, Dongdan Linglong suddenly raised his hand and tapped Tang Song's neck.

Tang Song's body paused, then his lower body softened, and he fell into the water.

Dongdan Linglong raised his hand to embrace his body from behind, wrapped his arms around his waist, could not help rubbing his hands along the texture of Tang Song's waist, and whispered: "It's really thin."

He lifted his foot into the bathtub, sat behind Tang Song, let him lean on his shoulder, and raised his hand to trace Tang Song's exquisite facial features.

A quarter of an hour later, Tang Song breathed faster, slowly opened his eyes, propped his body up to leave Dongdan Linglong's shoulders, and looked at him apologetically: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Dongdan Linglong smiled heartily: "Are you awake? It just so happens that the water is getting cold."

"I'm going to make the bed." Tang Song climbed out of the tub, only tied a cloth towel around his waist, and bent over to make the bed with his back facing Dongdan Linglong, with long silver-white hair hanging on his back and hanging on his hips following his movements Sway gently.

Dongdan Linglong narrowed his eyes, and blocked his crotch with his hand.

☆、Two quilts