"Wow!" The five people on both sides also drew their swords in their hands, and they all stared at Lang Fei fearfully. www "Boy, why are you asking about this when you have nothing to do? Maybe you are used to freedom and want to stay in prison for some time.
day?"
Lang Fei didn't say anything, just smiled faintly, pointed out, and then poked a transparent hole on the wine table, including the plates and bowls.
As the soup dripped down, the soldiers all swallowed their saliva, their faces turned pale, and they stared at Lang Fei tremblingly.
"I'll ask again, where are Wang Lin and Pang De's mansions?"
"You...you...what do you want...to do? What is your job...responsibility, I...must...ask you clearly before...I can...tell you." Although his legs were trembling, the person who took the lead in drawing the knife
But he was also a bit brave. He just resisted Lang Fei's attitude and stammered to ask.
"There's no need to be afraid. I'm just asking them about something, and I won't inconvenience you."
After everyone heard this, they felt at ease when the man by the window replied: "Sir, three miles west of here, there is a red lacquered and blue-tiled house in the middle of Zhengyang Street. It is the residence of Mr. Wang Ping, the commander of the infantry commander of the Forbidden Army. To the east of here
Two miles away, at the end of Nanpan Street, there is a vermilion portal, which is the residence of the commander-in-chief, Pang Pang, in front of the palace."
Lang Fei nodded, turned around, and walked downstairs. After a while, looking at the white figure disappearing at the corner of the street, several soldiers came back to their senses as if they had just woken up from a dream. After Lang Fei's scare,
I was sober from the wine, and I didn't dare to stay here anymore. I hurriedly ran downstairs and returned to the barracks.
"..."
But Lang Fei walked out of the restaurant and took a shortcut to the east. After walking for a short time, he saw a gate with a rich door, red tiles and red walls.
To avoid causing unnecessary trouble, he did not go through the main entrance, but found a secluded alley, opened the way with his spiritual consciousness, and jumped into the Pang Mansion.
The commander of the capital is a second-grade military attache. This huge house is not small, covering an area of more than ten acres. It has various rooms, a martial arts hall, a dining room, a wing room, and a warehouse.
It was noon, and Lang Fei originally thought that Pang De was either having a meal or practicing martial arts, but when he carefully scanned the front house, even the room that had obviously been abandoned for a long time, he found only a few slaves.
The man dressed up never saw a guy in charge again. The thief boy couldn't help but murmured, thinking that maybe this guy had something to do and was not at home. Finally, with the mentality of giving it a try, he turned his consciousness to the backyard and counted the details.
There are nine rooms. In the first room, there is an old woman who is over sixty years old. She must be Pound's mother. In the next few rooms, there are all women in colorful clothes. They are older and younger, the older one is about forty, and the younger one is about forty years old.
She was only in her early twenties, working as a female worker, resting, or chatting with her maids, all doing their own thing in the room. When Lang Fei swept his consciousness to the last room, he saw red silk wrapped around the beams and brocade hanging high.
"Hey, could it be that there is something happy happening in this huge house?" Lang Fei was just wondering, but he heard bursts of gasping coming from the gauze curtains in the house, accompanied by those caused by the friction of the bed.
"Creak, creak" sound.
Lang Fei was stunned, and his consciousness penetrated the gauze curtain, and he saw a fat guy with a waist circumference of three feet, pressing firmly on the body of a weak snake-waisted woman, and he was having sex there.
Arakada.
"Good guy... It's only noon, it's not dark, and the moon is not clear. Why are you doing this on the bed?" The boy didn't feel embarrassed, and looked at the two of them up and down to see what they should see and what they shouldn't see.
Anyway, I kept it in my eyes. However, I saw that the woman's eyebrows were furrowed, her teeth were clenched, and she could only breathe "hum hum hum", occasionally mixed with a few murmurs. What did you say to her: "Master, are you slow?"
"It's too much for the servants. We're only lingering for a moment, and I don't think I'll be able to get out of bed for half a month." When the fat man heard this, he not only didn't stop, but he gave a bad laugh and worked harder.
After watching for a moment, Lang Fei withdrew his consciousness with a dark face, spread out his footwork, and turned into a white light, which went straight into the ninth room in the backyard.
The fat man was having such a good time that he didn't even notice Lang Fei walking in. He was still there, darling, and kept screaming.
Lang Fei walked into the room and coughed lightly first. Unexpectedly, the fat man was still unaware. In desperation, he walked to the table, poured a glass of wine into the silver cup, took a sip, turned around and looked around, and saw
The fat man kept working hard, shaking the bed up and down. It looked like he was going to fall apart in the next second.
"What a slut!" Lang Fei secretly resented it. As a last resort, he stepped forward and lifted up the gauze curtain. Regardless of the frightened pair of white flowers on the bed, he pinched the back of the fat man's neck with one hand and stretched it out like he was carrying a chicken.
Got up.
"Master!" The woman was stunned for a moment, and immediately came to her senses. She didn't care about covering up her shame, puffed out her chest, and shouted in a clean voice. "You who have been stabbed a thousand times, please let my master go."
"
After saying that, he seemed to remember the identity of the fat man and said sharply: "My master is the commander in front of the palace, boy! Don't you want your life? Come back to my master and go to bed with Yun Yu. If you say no, wait until I call you home."
I will ask you to move your head."
Lang Fei found it very funny. He didn't expect that this girl was also a wonderful person, but after all her hard work, she still wanted to continue "doing things" with her master.
"Xiao Qing, wait a minute, wait a minute, if the hero wants to kill me, he must have already done it." Unlike the woman on the bed, the fat man does have some eyesight. As a commander of the capital, he also has a few brushes in his hand.
The figures in the world are really no match for him. He didn't want to be picked up by Lang Fei today, but he didn't even have to struggle. How could he not be shocked?
"Oh? I don't see how smart you are."
Lang Fei let go and left him behind. The fat man couldn't run away and said with a smile on his face: "My hero, we know that we can't avoid your methods no matter what, but there is one thing I hope you will listen to."
Lang Fei raised his eyebrows, sat at the table, took a leisurely sip of wine, and listened to what he said.
"My lord, to tell you the truth, I have been the commander of this palace for five years. Since I took office, I have never embezzled a single tael of silver or taken a human life. Although I cannot be said to be diligent in my work, I have a beginning and an end. But
The only shortcoming is that there is a good relationship between a man and a woman. But you have also seen it, my hero. Although we have married seven concubines, it is still a mutual love. If you don’t believe it, ask Qing’er if you don’t believe it.
.”
When the young lady on the bed heard this, she nodded repeatedly and said: "What the master said is true. What he said is that the slave married the master voluntarily as his concubine. He did not use any force."
Lang Fei said heartily, "You don't need to tell me that I know it. If not, why are you still concerned about the affair in bed when that damn fat man is in my hands?"
Seeing that he was silent as if he was thinking about something, the fat man became anxious and said with a grimace: "My hero... what exactly are you going to do to us? You can give me a pleasant word. There are old people above, young people below, and in the middle.
There are also eight wives and concubines, what will they do if we have three good ones and two short ones? The old ones, the young ones, the young ones, a group of women and more than ten children, that’s dozens of lives!"
Lang Fei secretly felt funny and wondered if it was because enemies never get together. This man and woman are really a pair of treasures.
"What are you talking about? But I just want to ask you, do you know the Huo family of Shang Dynasty?"
Pang De tilted his neck and thought for a long time, and said bitterly: "There was Huo Guang in the east of Hedong. He once paid homage to the crown prince and tutor. However, he had his head chopped off by his majesty because of the prince's rebellion some years ago. There is also a Huo family in Hexi, and he is now an official.
I pay homage to Yushi Zhongcheng, and he is still an official in the court. He is now seventy-eight years old. The old guy has a long life. At the concubine wedding banquet the day before yesterday, he told us about the ninth house. Oh, yes, it seems that there is also one in Huainan.
This Huo family is from a martial arts family. Although he is a member of the White Way, he has always been entangled with the green forest and underworld. In order to prevent him from colluding with those guys who dominate the mountain, the emperor ordered us to keep a close eye on him..."
The more Lang Fei listened, the angrier he became, and the longer he waited, the angrier he became. This man was indeed worthy of his title of commander in front of the palace. In this Shang Dynasty, from high-ranking officials of the imperial court to retail households near Beijing, there was no one with the surname Huo who was even remotely famous.
unknown.
"Stop it, stop it!" Lang Fei shouted, which stunned Pang De. His mouth was flying with saliva, and he almost bit off his tongue!
Lang Fei said with a cold face: "I just want to ask you, is there anyone in the Shang Dynasty who the royal family is afraid of?"
Pang De heard this and thought deeply for a moment. Suddenly his face changed drastically and he looked at Lang Fei with disbelief. "You... you are an immortal?"
"Humph!" Lang Fei remained silent, only flicked his index finger, and a burst of purple essence shot out. With a hiss, a hole was opened in the red carpet in front of Pound, and it sank more than a foot deep into the ground.
"As expected! Immortals are above me, but I am sorry that I am blind and do not recognize the beauty of beauty." The fat man kowtowed twice, and when he caught a glimpse of the woman on the bed with a confused look on his face, he hurriedly pulled her down and kowtowed together.
Lang Fei had no choice but to throw out the Qingshuang Sword in a fit of anger. He used the sword technique and inserted it in front of the fat man with a pop.
"Raise your head and tell me honestly, where is the Huo family? If you continue to be so slow, I will move your head."
When the woman heard about it and saw the cold blade of the long sword, she rolled her eyes, fell into the fat man's arms and fainted.
"Don't be anxious, Immortal, let's talk, let's say!" The fat man wiped his sweat and said: "We have only seen those Immortals once. We were invited to come on the occasion of the Supreme Emperor's birthday. We are seated far away from many of the royal relatives.
The relatives of the state are relatively close, and I heard by chance during the dinner that those immortals were named Huo, and they were from Xuehua Mountain, a hundred miles north of the city."
"Xuehua Mountain..." Lang Fei muttered a few words, put away his long sword, walked to the door, turned around and smiled lightly, saying: "Thank you so much, I won't hinder you from doing things." After that, he drew it out.
The figure turned into a white light and disappeared without a trace.
The fat man stumbled, shivering and straightened up. When he looked up again, he saw no movement outside the door. Only then did he feel relieved. He patted the pretty face of the woman in his arms and muttered, "Who are we messing with?"
Who is it? He was interrupted when he was at an important point. If he gets impotence, he is a god who cannot afford to offend him. We, the common people, have no one to cry to."
After saying this with a slumped face, the fat man's thoughts changed. "No, try it as soon as possible. If you really end up with a disease that makes you unable to do anything, you might as well seek medical treatment as soon as possible." Then, he slapped the woman awake, regardless of whether she was dazed or not.
He let go of his hand and threw it on the bed. Like a demon, he jumped onto the bed like a tiger.