After leaving the inn, Ha Fan did not go to a crowded place, but walked towards the suburbs and soon entered the mountain.

He walked for a while and saw that there was no smoke in the surrounding ancient trees, within a radius of dozens of miles. Then he stopped sitting cross-legged under an ancient tree, frowned with his eyebrows and began to think about the verses of the Punch Picture that he had just obtained...

"The shadow is one inch different, and it is a thousand miles of mistakes. The Arctic is located, the heights are different... Oh, what is this thing? If I had known this, I wouldn't have killed him so early. With him, I would definitely understand it."

Havan stood up, looked distressed, and paced back and forth in the forest.

Suddenly, he realized something, stopped and said to himself: "There are many knowledgeable people in Bianliang City. If I go to Hanlin Academy to get a bachelor's degree, he will not understand it even if I don't believe it!"

After saying that, Ha Fan smiled grimly and strode towards the forest.

Ha Fan walked through the forest, suddenly stopped as if he was aware, glanced around alertly, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know which hero he is. If you follow me all the way, it's time to show up."

"Papa... the national master has good kung fu, you have discovered this." As Ha Fan's voice fell, he walked out with an applause, with an admiration on his face.

"Is it you? Yelida?"

Ha Fan was shocked, frowned and looked up and down at the other party, then looked behind him, and found that the other party did not bring anyone else, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yelida, you followed me all the way, what are your intentions?"

"I can't say that the attempt is, but I heard that the national teacher seems to have caused great trouble. You and I share weal and woe. If you need help, the national teacher will just speak." Yelida smiled faintly.

Ha Fan waved his hand: "A little trouble is not enough to worry."

Yelida heard this and said with a smile: "Hafan Master does not have to be wary, because of the existence of your Great Liao Dynasty, the Song Kingdom does not want to go to war on both sides and is exhausted to deal with it. This is why we implemented a pacification strategy for our Xixia, and appointed our lord as the King of Xiping, and allowed our lord to establish our own doorstep in the northwest border. We, Xixia and your Great Khitan, share our lord's relationship with each other, and are a family!"

"Huh?" When Ha Fan heard this, he felt that the other party was saying something. His face looked much better and nodded, "I am a sensible person! Since that's the case, don't ask about my national teacher's affairs!"

After saying that, Ha Fan was about to leave, Yelida did not stop him, but just looked at him calmly and smiled: "The people of the national teacher have been placed under house arrest by the Song people. Now they are only relying on the national teacher, and they are afraid of being powerless in their work! Besides, the Song people are looking for you everywhere, and the national teacher is even more difficult. Why not take that thing out to share with me? Yelida is willing to help the national teacher with one arm!"

Ha Fan stopped in shock and looked at Yelida: "You... actually know my purpose in the Song Dynasty?"

Yelida smiled but said nothing.

Ha Fan hesitated, his face sometimes fiercely, sometimes pondered, and struggled with the idea of ​​killing people in his heart and sharing secrets with others.

Seeing this, Yelida smiled slightly and continued to persuade: "My Lord has always wanted to establish a country, and to accomplish this great thing, it cannot be separated from the help of the Liao Dynasty. Therefore, the national teacher does not have to worry about me betrayal. That treasure, you and my family share, and will help each other in the future and conquer the world of the Song Dynasty together. What's wrong with it?"

Havan stared at Yelida for a moment and finally made up his mind.

"Okay! You make a poisonous oath with the gods believed in by the people of Xixia, share the Tuibei picture, and never betray it."

Yelida nodded happily, pointed three times at the sky, and muttered for a while.

Havan breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his guard: "To be honest, I haven't got that thing yet."

"I have made a great oath, but the national savage refuses to believe me?" Yelida couldn't help but frown.

"I'm not hiding it from you. I really haven't obtained that treasure yet. I only got a verse to reveal the treasure, but I still can't understand it!"

Havan said as he picked up a branch, wrote some words on the ground, looked at the words without raising his head, and said to Yelida: "Come and take a look, may you guess the meaning of it?"

Yelida slowly approached: "Let me take a look!"

He walked to Ha Fan and bent down to see the words on the ground, but the next moment, he saw him attacking like lightning, and suddenly hit the acupoint on Ha Fan's shoulder and neck.

Ha Fan felt a numbness all over his body, and his body felt weak and weak, and he couldn't even move his fingers for a moment.

He was shocked and could only keep his bent and squatted in place, and said furiously: "Are you not afraid of the poisonous oath you made?"

Yelida looked at him with a smile: "Of course I'm not afraid, I'm not from Xixia."

"Who are you?" Ha Fan was stunned, then furious.

"Me..." Norida said, stretching out his hand to touch his face, turning into another appearance, with gray hair, gentle and elegant, and a bit vicissitudes, like a scholar who is knowledgeable but has not been successful for a long time.

He looked at Ha Fan with a smile on his face and bowed politely.

"I am Yin Guang, the Yin Guang of Beidou Shi!"

...

The Ministry of Justice Prison is divided into two layers, with one layer on the ground commonly known as the Tianzhu. The Tianzhu is detained in the Tianzhu.

But I have to say that the world is very unfair. It is obviously a place where the imperial court is detained, but the conditions are very good. Not only is it clean and tidy, but it is also full of sunshine and the food is not much worse than that of ordinary people. I have such treatment because almost 90% of the people who are locked up here are royal relatives, or officials and ministers.

And contrary to the Heavenly Prison, it is naturally a dungeon.

As the name suggests, a dungeon refers to a cell built below the ground.

The dungeon is not only gloomy and humid, and there is no sunshine all year round, but also a strange smell floats in the air at all times, with both rotten and bloody smells. Sometimes the smell of barbecue will be emitted, and sometimes the smell of wine will appear...

This smell is very complex and unique. If you smell it for a long time, you will even smell a scent similar to musk.

Some prisoners who are locked in dungeons all year round will even become addicted to this taste. If they are lucky enough to get out of prison, they will be unacceptable for a long time, and they will even try their best to come back and stay for a few days.

On this day, a new guest was welcomed in the dungeon. The man had a rough face, a gloomy eyes, a tall and burly figure, but with a bald head, two strands of hair hanging down in front of his ears, which looked a little funny.

This person is nothing else, but the Khitan national master Ha Fan who was just captured.

"Clang!"

In front of the cell, Ha Fan was wearing a shackle chain and was pushed in by two jailers.

Ha Fan staggered and got up with great difficulty, glaring at the two prisoners: "I am a great Khitan national guru, are you so rude?"

The two jailers locked the cell outside, sneering on their faces.

A thin-eyed prisoner joked: "Oh, you're not convinced? The Great Liao National Master, what a great official? However, no matter how big the Liao National Officials are, it seems that they can't care about our Great Song Dynasty, right?"

Another prison guard also looked at Ha Fan with a sneer: "I don't care whether you are a national teacher or a prince. Even if you, the emperor of Liao, have to abide by the rules here. If you dare to be honest, grandpa has his own means to deal with it... Humph!"

It’s easy to see the King of Hell, but it’s difficult for the little ghost to deal with.

With Havan's experience, he naturally understood this truth. In order not to suffer any more humiliation, he took a deep breath and turned his head, resolutely refusing to speak.

Seeing his appearance, the two jailers raised their lips with disdain, glanced at him, turned around and swayed away.
Chapter completed!