Chapter 37 Life and Death Letter

After practicing cross-legged for a while, Wang Ce slowly opened his eyes and said, "It's so wasteful!"

He sucked this piece of spirit stone about half a tael and turned into half a stone. Wang Cexin threw it away, took a Dragon and Tiger Pill and swallowed it, and then refined the medicinal power in his body. Soon after, he felt a heat all over his body, and the true qi circulated and pulled a trace of medicinal power into his dantian!

The medicinal power is full of domineering indulgence, which clears the impurities of all acupoints in Wang Ce and tries to clear the meridians. Wang Ce even feels that the big acupoints and meridians are a little hot!

The dragon and tiger pills are very effective, and they are used in the three realms of the transformation point.

After another half an hour, Wang Ce slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air: "What a powerful pill, what a domineering medicinal power!"

While walking back to the house quietly at night, Wang Ce took a look at Wang Duan's house and smirked silently. Under the oil lamp, he took out the letter and read it again, and then burned it to ashes.

Uncle Gu’s book tells two things. First, if Wang Ce has a big trouble that cannot be solved, he can leave a signal somewhere.

"Look, you Lao Gu left me a huge trouble." Wang Ce looked at the next day, looking at him with a breath on his face, wishing he could come to his death.

The second thing is this: "At least three years, at most five years, no matter what method you use, you must become the commander of the two yamen."

"What if it can't be done?" Wang Ce was depressed: "It seems that death is not very exciting. How did I die last time? What if he doesn't matter, I live a very pleasant life now."

Who can teach me how to sit on the throne of commanding the third-rank Tongzhi in three or five years? To embrace Shixi and Ji Ru's big legs?

Wang Ce felt that it would be better to hug the next emperor's hair. Oh, and he had to try to kill the current emperor in three to five years. It is said that the current emperor is in poor health and may not have to be killed.

What if it can't be done? Uncle Gu seemed to have expected this question: "If it can't be done, you will die! Within three or five years, if you can't become the commander Tongzhi, there will be a force that I can't stop and kill you."

Regarding the mysterious master, the two yamen fell into an unexpected deadlock.

From the Beiya, I tried to find out whereabouts of Duan Qizhen's head and brought him back. Even if I care about this matter again, I would be helpless for a while.

It was found that the mysterious master had fought with the half-imperial soul, and, after that, about a month ago, the mysterious master had come to the capital to try to rescue the leaked entourage.

As a result, the two yamen were almost rushing to be a mysterious master. Fortunately, the two yamen jointly damaged the mysterious master and since then, they have no way to investigate, as if this number of people had never existed.

The secret worship, named Bai Qingjiang, is a disciple of Beiming Sect. Surprisingly, after the torture that was tempered by the Nanya, this person actually bit his mouth tightly and did not explain anything.

The tortures that made countless masters bow their heads in the southern yamen were really a major setback.

Since he tried countless tortures but did not die, Tan Jiru ordered imprisonment but not to be killed. He even visited the Nanya Prison in person to visit this guy who seemed to have a kind of faith.

"Bai Gong, I have ordered you to inform you of Beiming Sect." Tan Jiru smiled faintly: "You sect disciples have always been the most loyal sects. I think you don't want to see something happening to Beiming Sect!"

Bai Qingjiang, who was tortured and had pus flowing from many places, was actually laughing: "You don't dare, the two yamen, and the Northern Tang Dynasty didn't dare! If you move to the Beiming Sect, this master and ancestor will definitely visit Your Majesty in person!"

"Sir, don't involve me in Beiming Sect. This is my personal cause. Don't forget that our sect just surrenders does not mean that we are afraid of you. If you make a big splash, it will not be good for everyone."

Tan Jiru was not moved: "Don't tell me really? As long as you explain the identity of that person and the whole story, I guarantee you and that mysterious master is fine."

Bai Qingjiang sat cross-legged, and the Xuangang chain pierced his pipa bone, looking ferocious. He sighed, "Sir Tan, why do you have to do it? You know me, even officials of all sizes and big. You have always turned your back on your face, but the most realistic and cruel thing is that."

Tan Jiru pondered for a while, then took a few steps back and forth, and suddenly said, "I have always been very surprised. With my Nanya skills, I really shouldn't be able to find out anything. This person seems to have never existed, maybe it's true."

After a pause, Tan Ji Ru smiled: "That person has a secret technique of war spirit, which is a secret technique of disguise!"

Bai Qingjiang's expression remained unchanged, but a trace of horror in his eyes was captured.

Tan Jiru turned around and said calmly: "No need to say, I already know. I always thought that the mysterious master had the cultivation of Martial Master, otherwise, how could he escape from the half-emperor soul? It seems that I think it's a bad idea."

"It's not that he is strong enough, but that half of the emperor's soul made an exception and spared his life."

"If I didn't expect to be wrong, he would probably be just a master of True Gang." Tan Jiru paused at the door with a smile on his face: "Do you know why I let you live?"

"He will come to save you, and I will catch him."

Bang! Xuan Steel Gate closed with a loud bang. A violent roar came from inside: "Tan Jiru, you dare!"

Tan Jiru smiled a little strangely and explained to the commander and counselor behind him: "No need to question him anymore, he knows nothing."

The commander-in-chief Jiang Baishu felt cold in his heart. He tortured the entire Nanya for two months and got nothing. Tan Jiruyi came and said a few words and knew everything.

Tan Jiru pondered a little: "I informed the North Ya, there is no need to investigate this case. Our Nan Ya withdrew from the case and will not play with them."

"Search? What can I find? So what should I find!"

After strode out of the prison, Tan Ji Ru's voice drifted into Jiang Baishu's ears: "I have been the commander for nearly twenty years. If you do a few more things, it's time to give up your position."

"Otherwise, if you continue to be attached, then..."

Jiang Baishu suddenly didn't dare to listen or think about it anymore, and was overwhelmed by an incomparable fear!

A few days later, heavy rains fell on earth, and it was so heavy that it was so rare that people on the official road were rare. In the afternoon, it was already dark and the road was almost gone.

The rumbling sound penetrated from the sky.

A caravan was in a mess in the rain, and he rode his horse and rushed to the ground, but the carriage was trapped in a muddy pit, temporarily slowing down the journey.

The leader of the convoy shouted loudly to reach the ears of others in the thunder. Others had to brave the heavy rain and work together to get the car out of the mud.

The owner shouted, but he was quite conscientious and ordered to try to cook some ginger soup for everyone. While comforting him, he cursed the sudden heavy rain and scolded the corrupt government for making the road so muddy.

To be honest, the government must be quite unfair about this matter. There have been countless convoys of sand and stone roads over the years, and the road surface has been well maintained. If it weren't for such heavy rain, it wouldn't be so difficult to move.

From one end of the official road, the sound of horse hooves roared like thunder, and more than ten riders were wearing straw raincoats and rode their horses from one end of the official road.

Once they approached, the people from the convoy immediately recognized the dark red south yamen uniforms under the more than ten riding straw raincoats. They were so scared that they looked deserted and kept winking at the owner of the car who was filled with resentment.

The owner felt that when he looked back, he was so scared that he fell into the mud and rolled inside in a mess, and even lost the strength to stand up.

This time it was over, and I actually met someone from Nanya!

The leader of the knight slowly stepped forward, lifted up his hat, revealing a young man's tender face and the grade pattern on his chest. It was Baihu, but it turned out to be Baihu. The owner of the car was desperate.

The young households did not say a word, slowly glanced at them, and suddenly showed a relaxed smile: "It's not a problem. Sometimes I'm bored when I'm bored, I will also scold the cabinet for being bored. If you have something to do, it's good for your physical and mental health."

The teenagers tried hard to make serious statements, but they still couldn't help laughing.

Wang Ce raised his hand: "A Si, I have brought a few people to help them cross this road."

The owner of the car was confused and waited until his convoy was sent to a relatively flat road. The owner of the car woke up and had the illusion of escaping from the ghost world, and the rest turned into gratitude!

That young man is such a good person. I wish him a good person for the rest of his life!
Chapter completed!