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Send someone whose eyes are eyes, mouth is mouth, big and thick..."

"Wait..." Bei Tanglong pointed at his own in disbelief, "Excuse me, where are my eyes not eyes, and where is my mouth not a mouth?"

Tong Xin took out a small bronze mirror and handed it to him, "Look at it yourself, it's all crowded together, I really don't know what you want to make so much space around your face? There's plenty of room for a few tables. .”

Bei Tanglong was so angry that his nostrils suddenly dilated, "...you find someone from the periphery who is unconscious."

"Toad."

"... just like a toad, can it penetrate into the enemy's interior?"

"Don't underestimate Toad, he is a radical."

"how to say?"

"Didn't anyone want to eat swan meat?"

"..."

Beitanglong was basically dazzled by Tong Xin, completely forgetting what he was going to say.

Tong Xin waved his hand, "Come back now and tell my brother that his trick of fishing in troubled waters is not good at all. Based on my experience in studying the art of war, the best thing to do in this situation is a beauty trick. Let him change to someone who is enchanting and charming, with a flexible body, with high tolerance in certain places, who is familiar with yang-yang coordination and yin-yang dual cultivation, and those who are proficient in business are preferred..."

Bei Tanglong really didn't want to interrupt Tong Xin, but he was really curious, "What kind of art of war is this?"

Tong Xin looked at him purely and innocently, "Eighteen Strategies for Spring Night."

Bei Tanglong: "..."

At this time, the martial arts masters who were fighting fiercely with Zhu Hui and the others gradually showed their disadvantages. Ben Ming could not use the lion's roar again, and the two sides crossed their legs to resist.

But suddenly, the lion's roar stopped, and Ben Ming fell down, spraying blood from his mouth.

Right behind Ben Ming, Zhu Hui wanted to hurt Ben Ming regardless of being injured by the lion's roar.

"Master." Duan Junheng rushed to Benming in an instant.

And the servant from Zhujiazhuang, who was fighting Duan Junheng, was also stunned, "What are you doing?"

The boy's voice turned out to be that of an old woman.

"Madam." Tong Xin was not surprised at all.

Duan Junheng didn't come to Benming's side, but Yiyang finger has been issued, approaching Zhu Hui's Tanzhong acupoint.

Zhu Hui knew that Duan Junheng was coming, but he still didn't dodge and insisted on killing Ben Ming.

"No." The reason for Madam Zhu's hissing was unknown.

Seeing blood gushing out of Zhu Hui's mouth suddenly, his body was even thrown backwards.

Mrs. Zhu's figure has already jumped up, light and agile, and she took Ben Ming hostage one step faster than Duan Junheng.

The place where Tong Xin and Bei Tanglong were located was closer to Ben Ming and the others. Bei Tang Long wanted to save Ben Ming, but Tong Xin stopped him, "If the enemy does not move, we will not move. If the enemy moves, we will watch."

Bei Tanglong: "..."

Tong Xin said again: "Actually, Master is waiting here just to settle it."

"Don't come here." Mrs. Zhu's dagger was on Ben Ming's throat.

Duan Junheng didn't dare to act rashly.

"Hui'er," Mrs. Zhu dragged Ben Ming back and approached Zhu Hui, "Can you still stand up?"

Zhu Hui struggled, making the overflowing blood in his mouth more intense.

"Amitabha," Ben Ming said in a heavy voice, "Why?"

"Why?" Mrs. Zhu burst out laughing when she heard Ben Ming's words, "Because I want to destroy Zhu Li, who obliterated the happiness of my life, and Zhu Jiazhuang, which imprisoned me all my life."

"Why are you bothering?" Benming clasped his hands together, "All crimes are due to me."

"No, it's Zhu Li, it's Zhujiazhuang." Mrs. Zhu shouted sharply.

"No, it's him, it's him," Zhu Hui finally shouted out the resentment in his heart, without any scruples, "If it wasn't for him, why would mother miss, never forget, and dismiss father's care."

"I..." Mrs. Zhu was dumbfounded.

"It's really hard to shit." Tong Xin said.

"What did you say?" Zhu Hui stared angrily at Tong Xin with bloodshot eyes.

Tong Xin was afraid of someone, and when he opened his mouth, Bei Tanglong covered his mouth. He was afraid that Tong Xin's mouth that could fight without blood would piss people off, and he would not get any information.

"Then why do you want to murder fellow martial artists?"

Zhu Hui sneered coldly and said: "That's Huo Shi wanting your life, so it has nothing to do with me. I help him just because we each get what we need. But it's okay to see that kid tormenting you pious people." It’s very satisfying.”

"Who is the little Huoshi?" Beitanglong asked again.

Just as Zhu Hui was about to open his mouth, he saw Mrs. Zhu pushing Ben Ming away and rushing towards him.

In the blink of an eye, a long sword pierced Mrs. Zhu's body, and the tip of the sword sank into Zhu Hui's shoulder.

"Mother." Zhu Hui wanted to support Mrs. Zhu who was standing in front of him, but they both fell down together.

And the sneak attacker had already fled, and a voice came from the wind, "Specially blowing the lamp, we will meet later."

She is a thousand-faced heroine.

Tong Xin immediately curled up behind Beitanglong, "Why is it none of my business again? Didn't you just say that he...her? It's just that her chest is more stretchable."

Bentang Longjiu, "..."

"Master." Duan Junheng wanted to send true energy to Benming, but Benming shook his head and walked towards Zhuhui's mother and son who were in a pool of blood with Duan Junheng's support.

"Mother..." Zhu Hui covered Madam Zhu's wound with her hand.

Mrs. Zhu turned her head to look at Benming with difficulty, tears rolling down like beads, even though there were thousands of words, there was only one sentence left in her mouth, "Ask... what is love in the world?"

Benming didn't dare to look into Mrs. Zhu's eyes, closed his eyes and tried to persuade him, "The Buddha said:..."

"Trash." Tong Xin continued.

Everyone: "..."

Mrs. Zhu was stunned for a while, and then she coughed and smiled and muttered to herself, "That's right, that's right...yes, waste...thing..." The voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

"Mother." Zhu Hui's heart-piercing cry echoed in the valley of Thorn Ridge for a long time.

Benming also fell to the ground because of this.

I don't know who invited the people from Yaowangzhuang, they came very timely, and the poison was cured under their treatment.

In fact, these poisons don’t need to be detoxified, as long as you don’t continue to eat them, the body will naturally excrete them.

After being diagnosed by people in Yaowangzhuang, Benming found out that it was an internal injury, but as long as he recuperates for a while, it will be fine.

What was surprising was that the first thing Ben Ming did when he woke up was to see Tong Xin.

Tong Xin Fangjin, Benming suddenly saluted Tong Xin, causing Tong Xin to retract his foot that had already stepped in, and lay down by the door, "Master...Master, I...my brother and I are still here. I didn't develop a romantic relationship, but even if you don't ask me, I will be responsible to my brother."

Duan Junheng: "..."

Ben Ming: "..."

People from Beitanglong and Yaowangzhuang looked back and forth at them.

Duan Junheng helped Ben Ming up, and went out to bring Tong Xin in again.

Benming said to Tong Xin with certainty: "Now you are the only one who can save people."

Tong Xin was delighted when he heard that, "Master's eyesight recognizes heroes, and he is a bole of the present age."

Duan Junheng asked the people in Yaowangzhuang very calmly, "Are you sure my master hurt his heart, not his eyes? Why is his eyes so bad?"

Tong Xin: "..."

15. The days of not being rich ([-])

On the same day, Zhu Hui was taken into custody by the imperial guards brought by Bei Tanglong according to Ming Law, and it was he who Ben Ming wanted Tong Xin to save.

When Ben Ming sent someone to come to him, Tong Xin guessed it, so he pretended to be a fool and played Tai Chi with Ben Ming, forcing Ben Ming to beg.

Tong Xin knew that there was no way around it, so he could only tell him frankly.

Tong Xin asked with a playful smile: "Do you think it's better to give the congratulations to his father than in the hands of the court?"

"Amitabha." Ben Ming affirmed: "The crimes he committed should be punished. If it is in Zhu Li's hands, he will always remember the love between father and son."

Tong Xin asked again: "Then how can you guarantee that those people in the Jianghu will not force Zhu Li to clean up the house, and how can you guarantee that Mr. Miaoyin and the others will not secretly assassinate and seal it up?"

Ben Ming hesitated.

"Although I wish to regret being detained now, I dare not say if it is far away, but he has no danger of life in the near future." Because the eldest brother needs him to follow the vines and find out who is behind the scenes.

Of course Tong Xin would not say the last words, seeing Ben Ming and wanted to persuade him again, Tong Xin took out a yellowed scripture book from his bag and said, "Master, you think there are many things that outsiders from your side read more than ordinary people like us. To be clear and to know everything, is that really the case? Just like these scriptures that have been with you for many years, you think you know them well and know them well.”

Ben Ming looked at those scriptures and nodded.

"Then ask Master, how many Buddhas and Amitabhas are there in these books?"

Ben Ming was suddenly speechless.

"You always think that coming back every year to allow Mrs. Zhu to beat and scold you is a redemption, but do you know that doing this will only make Mrs. Zhu have unbearable expectations and miss you forever, this is you real sin."

Ben Ming was speechless.

In fact, what Tong Xin said is specious, but it is enough to fool the current Ben Ming.

After a long time, Ben Mingfang slowly proclaimed the Buddha's name, and fell silent.

The others quietly exited the room where Ben Ming was, leaving him a space to think alone.

As soon as he left Benming's room, Bei Tanglong wanted to leave, "There are so many dreams in the night, I think it's safer for me to personally escort Zhuhui." Then he looked around vigilantly, "This time, all the guards under the boy general's tent have been killed. Go out, let the pigeons fly if you have something to do, and the Imperial Guard will help you. If the Imperial Guard is inconvenient, you can go to the four famous arresters later."

Tong Xin spoke positively, "I know the four famous arresters," he began to count with his fingers, "they are taking advantage of the strong and arresting the weak, Nuwa arresting the sky, Gu Quan arresting the prison, and... and Yu Shi. No arrests."

Bei Tanglong: "..."

Abalone wing belly: "..."

Duan Junheng felt a little pain in his brain, and said to Bao Shenchi: "How did his teacher survive, and he hasn't been angry yet.