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Chapter 159 Old Daoist

The Duke of Wei, Wei Ziyu, killed Qi Changkong, the son of the city lord Qi Wuwei. Qi Wuwei brought people to seek justice, but Wei Ziyu beat him until he fell to the ground, vomited blood, and ran away with his head in his arms.

The news spread rapidly throughout the districts of Yancheng as if it had wings. The listeners were all surprised and shocked. Then they asked Wei Guogong who Wei Ziyu was. After receiving the answer, their mouths could not help but open wider, and they were even more surprised and shocked.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a group of heavily armed officers and soldiers surrounded Wei Ziyu's small courtyard and restricted Wei Ziyu's personal freedom on the grounds that he suspected Wei Ziyu of collaborating with the enemy.

This was Qi Wuwei's statement that he was at odds with Wei Ziyan.

Qi Changkong's death was like pouring a ladle of oil into a burning fire, making the fire in Yancheng suddenly become fiercer and faster.

The city lord's palace was completely pristine, and Qi Changkong's coffin was placed in the main hall. There was an endless stream of people who came to express their condolences, and the person in charge of the reception was the city lord's wife Wan Qiuqing, because Qi Wuwei couldn't bear the thought of a white-haired person giving a black-haired person a gift.

He suffered from the pain of losing his son and was severely injured by Wei Ziyan. The double mental and physical torture made him fall ill all of a sudden.

Qi Wuwei seemed to be very ill. It was said that he was in a coma for more than an hour before he woke up. He invited almost all the famous doctors in Yancheng, and every doctor came out of the city lord's mansion with a frown on his face and a solemn look on his face.

color.

People with ulterior motives began to inquire around the doctor who diagnosed Qi Wuwei, and finally confirmed that Qi Wuwei was indeed ill. The pain of losing his son, coupled with being seriously injured and humiliated by Wei Ziyan, led to anger, retrograde true energy, and disordered meridians, causing both physical and mental problems.

Although it is not a life-threatening illness, it requires at least ten days and a half of bed rest.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Qi Yoyo rushed home after hearing the bad news, knelt in front of Qi Changkong's coffin and cried bitterly until late at night, her voice became hoarse from crying. Wan Qiuqing was afraid that she would break her body from crying, so she ordered her maid to

He forced him to go back to his room to rest.

“Mom, second brother, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, so, so, so, so, so, so much,”

In the room, Qi Yoyo wanted to ask Wan Qiuqing how Qi Changkong died, but she choked on her words and threw herself into Wan Qiuqing's arms, sobbing bitterly.

Wan Qiuqing took Qi Yoyo into his arms, patted her on the back, and said in a low voice: "Hey, your second brother is not dead. This is a plan."

Qi Yoyo was stunned at first when she heard this, and then almost screamed out in joy. Wan Qiu had been prepared early in the morning and blocked her mouth with his hands in advance.

"Hey, you have to continue acting, and you must not let anyone see any flaws. Remember, you can't tell your eldest brother. If your eldest brother can't hide his thoughts, others will see the flaws." Qi Yoyo warned.

"Yeah." Qi Yoyo nodded vigorously and asked, "Who knows about this?"

"Your father and I, as well as Duke Wei, now have you. Master Tianwu will come to the house tomorrow morning, and he will also know about it by then." Wan Qiuqing said.

"Ah, Wei Guogong? Isn't he?" Qi Yoyo was surprised.

"Someone asked Duke Wei to kill your second brother. Fortunately, my mother and Duke Wei have some connections. The old man cared about their past friendship, so he let your second brother go. But he didn't want to let down the person he entrusted, so he thought of letting you second brother.

Brother’s idea to fake his death.” Wan Qiuqing recounted.

"So that's it, then dad went to the Duke's Mansion to seek revenge on the Duke, is he helping to complete this drama?" Qi Yoyo said.

"Yeah. It's just a plan to use it. At the same time, it also uses this incident to make the fire in Yancheng bigger and add some motivation to those guys who are ready to take action." Wan Qiuqing said.

"Kill two birds with one stone." Qi Yoyo raised his thumb and praised, then curiously asked: "Who is so capable that he can invite Duke Wei?"

"A woman that the Duke of Wei cannot refuse. As for who it is, it is related to the reputation of the Duke, so I can't say." Wan Qiuqing said.

Qi Yoyo suddenly showed a disappointed expression, but she immediately changed her attention and asked curiously: "Mom, did you just say that Master Tianwu is coming this morning?"

"Yes." Wan Qiuqing nodded, his expression darkening involuntarily.

Qi Yoyo noticed the change in Wan Qiuqing's expression and asked hurriedly: "Is something wrong? Is daddy's illness real?"

"It's not your father, it's your second brother." Wan Qiuqing had no intention of hiding anything from Qi Yoyo, and said: "Although your second brother was lucky enough to save his life, he was poisoned by the big-toothed dog. This poison is extremely powerful.

Even your blind uncle has no choice but to invite Master Tianwu to give it a try. If Master Tianwu can't do anything with this poison, your second brother is afraid that he will really do it."

Wan Qiuqing covered her mouth with her hands, tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

"Mom, the second brother is a lucky man and will be fine. If it doesn't work, we will take the second brother to Yaowang Valley. No matter how poisonous the poison is, it won't be a problem in Yaowang Valley." Qi Yoyo hurriedly comforted, "Second brother is now

Where is he? I'll go see him."

Wan Qiuqing held back her tears, shook her head and said, "You should rest for a while, and then go to the mourning shed to cry for a while. If you are a little tired, stay overnight in the mourning shed tonight."

"Okay." Qi Yoyo nodded in agreement.

Wan Qiuqing suddenly looked solemn, lowered his voice very low, and said: "Hey, pay attention to the people around you, there are more than one spies in our city lord's mansion, and at least one of them is someone who is deeply trusted by us.

"

Qi Yoyo couldn't help opening her mouth after hearing this, showing an expression of extreme shock.

Wan Qiuqing nodded vigorously at her, indicating that the information was correct. But for some reason, she did not tell Qi Yoyo the key information that the spy would most likely change his hair and eye color.

I have to say that Qi Yoyo's acting skills are really good. I cried intermittently all night long in the funeral shed, with tears and emotions, and it really made the listeners sad and the listeners shed tears.

Early the next morning, around six o'clock, a carriage stopped at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, and a short, fat and stocky old man got out of the carriage. The little old man was wearing a gray cloth coat, with a medical kit hanging on his shoulder.

I know this is the doctor who came to diagnose Qi Wuwei.

The little old man was led by his servant and went straight to Qi Wuwei's bedroom.

Wan Qiuqing ordered an old servant to guard the door and not allow anyone to enter the room to disturb him. Then he led the little old man into the room, passed through the outer hall and entered the bedroom.

Qi Wuwei was sitting on the edge of the bed when he saw Wan Qiuqing leading the little old man in. He quickly got up and bowed respectfully: "Seeing the real person in the sky, the real person will be blessed with great blessings. I hope the real person will not be offended by disturbing his Qing Dynasty."

"It doesn't matter." The little old man smiled and waved his hand and asked, "Where are the people?"

"Master, please come with me." Qi Wuwei turned and walked towards the end of the bed, reached out and grabbed the carved pillar at the end of the bed and rotated it twice. There was a clicking sound in the wall, and then the wall rotated, opening a secret door.

"Please, please!" Qi Wuwei made a gesture of invitation to the little old man, and then told Wan Qiuqing: "Madam, please stay outside."

"Yes." Wan Qiuqing nodded in response. Although she eagerly wanted to follow him, she was afraid that someone would break in, so she could only stay and guard.

Behind the secret door is a corridor leading underground, with a total of twenty-two steps. After descending the steps and walking forward for more than ten steps, a stone door opens, and a room two feet square appears in front of you.

Qi Wuwei walked in front and led the little old man into a side room. The side room was not large, and it was almost full with only one bed.

There are two people on the bed, one lying down and the other sitting.

The person lying down was none other than Qi Changkong, who had been poisoned by the corpse poison, and the person sitting was the blind uncle, who was continuously transferring the power of the stars into Qi Changkong's body to suppress the spread of the corpse poison.

Qi Changkong was lying on the bed, his eyes closed and his breathing weak. The clothes on his body had been removed. Except for his heart and head, other parts were covered with fine red hairs. The skin under the red hairs was dark purple and looked like

Very appalling.

"Old Taoist, please help my good disciple!" The blind uncle saw the little old man coming in and begged him urgently.

"Don't be anxious, let me take a look." The little old man looked at the red-haired Qi Changkong, his brows gradually furrowed, he made a hand gesture with his right hand, and muttered: "The universe of heaven and earth, the thunder of heaven, is as urgent as the law.

!”

A golden talisman shot out of his palm and entered Qi Changkong's body. However, after waiting for a moment, Qi Changkong's body showed no change.

"What a powerful corpse poison, it can't even do anything to the Pure Yang Sky Thunder." The little old man couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Old Taoist, do you have bad intentions?" Blind Uncle said angrily: "If Chunyang Tianlei was useful, would I still invite you here? Why don't you show off your special skills!"


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