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Tong Xin was startled, grabbed Bei Tanglong's hand and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Bei Tanglong shook his head, "I don't know the details. I only know that King Ning brought his eldest son back to the court, and the eldest son had to make a special decree to go to Shaolin to fulfill his wish. He didn't want to be attacked by thieves on his way. General Tong happened to pass by with his troops, so King Ning let I'm waiting for an escort."

"Then how did my elder brother get injured?" Tong Xin asked nervously.

Ben Tanglong also didn't understand, "It's strange to say that it was the night when King Ning was attacked. For some reason, King Ning's pursuers chased all the way to our camp, claiming that the assassin hid in our army. At that time, the situation was tense and the two sides almost fought I went to ask the general for instructions, but I didn’t expect the general and Master Benming to faint in the tent. I wanted to call for a military doctor, but the general told me not to alarm anyone, let alone spread the news of his injury.”

Tong Xin's lips were tightly pressed together, "What happened next?"

"When General Ye calmed down the dispute between the two sides, he asked me to send Master Benming back to Shaolin first, and he escorted King Ning to go up the mountain."

"Then my elder brother's injury?"

"I have been holding on, pretending that nothing happened, but the injury is not serious, and the swords were all injured by samurai swords."

Tong Xin bit his lips hard, and his mind quickly sorted out the clues he knew, "Is there anyone around King Ning who has a samurai sword?"

Bei Tanglong thought for a while, "There is a Japanese man, but I don't see him wielding a samurai sword."

There are too few clues, Tong Xin can't deduce, and can only wait for Tong Yi to come over.

Tong Xin wanted to go down the mountain to pick up Tong Yi, but it might ruin Tong Yi's affairs.

Tong Xin could only fidget and endure.

On the third day of Ben Ming's coma, King Ning Dajia finally arrived.

Shaolin is a royal temple, so it is not surprising that there are royal families coming here from time to time.

As soon as they received the news, the eminent monks including the host, the four heads of the four squads, and the eight deacons went out to greet them, and even Tong Xin had to welcome them.

King Ning——Zhu Quan, the No.17 son of Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, was coerced by Zhu Di to participate in the "Battle of Jingnan".

One person wears a ghost mask and is dressed in white clothes like snow, riding a bay red horse in the front row.Seeing this person, Tong Xin was extremely anxious, standing on tiptoe from time to time to look around.

Front and back of the queue are the Praetorian Guards, and in the middle are two simple-looking carriages.

This group of cars is light and simple, if it is not for the notification, I really can't tell that this is a prince traveling.

The carriage stopped, and a burly man came out from inside. He seemed to be younger than Duan Junheng, but he was an elder son of eleven or twelve years old.

The abbot led all the monks to come forward, "Amitabha, I am far away to welcome you."

King Ning didn't have much airs either, "Abbot, don't be too polite, it's this king who suddenly came and disturbed the masters' Qingxiu."

After the two exchanged polite greetings, when they were about to enter together, a man wearing a ghost mask came over, "Since the prince has arrived safely, the general will take his leave first."

King Ning raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, "Since we have arrived in Shaolin, I think General Tong Yi should also go in to worship. The killing of the general is too heavy."

Just as Tong Yi was about to refuse again, King Ning suddenly approached him, "Is it because the general has some physical discomfort, why don't you work hard?"

The two secretly competed and refused to give in to each other.

Seeing this, Tong Xin rushed out suddenly and ran towards Tong Yi, "Brother, brother..." Regardless of King Ning's identity, Tong Xin squeezed in between the two.

King Ning scolded: "Bold, who dares to offend this king."

Tong Xin turned to look at King Ning, like a frightened poor beast, timidly looked at King Ning with big watery eyes, and his pink lips were shaking, silently accusing Ning as if he was about to cry at any time Your lord bullies children.

Seeing Tong Xin like this, King Ning suddenly took a step back for some reason, his expression seemed to be frightened but not so.

Tong Yi pulled Tong Xin behind him, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, and we couldn't help being rude for a while, please forgive me, my lord."

"Ah... oh." King Ning kept his gaze on Tong Xin's face, as if he was looking for something, obviously being rude.

Regardless of King Ning's gaze, Tong Yi took off the mask of ghosts and gods on his face, and suddenly heard the sound of many people gasping slightly.

The two brothers are so much alike, it's like looking in a mirror.

Seeing Tong Yi's face, King Ning suddenly woke up, and walked into the Shaolin Temple with the abbot with a somewhat complicated expression.

Tong Xin became nervous when he touched Tong Yi's body, because Tong Yi's whole body was hot, and the clothes behind him were soaked with sweat.

Master Tong Yi saw the emptiness under Tong Yi's feet early in the morning, and approached him and said, "This benefactor, your body can no longer be forced."

Tong Xin supported Tong Yi without any trace, and said: "Brother, you stay here to heal your wounds, and I have my own way to deal with King Ning."

The cars and horses on this road were exhausted, and Tong Yi also knew that his body was reaching its limit, so he pinched Tong Xin's hand weakly and nodded.

Tong Xin took Tong Yi to his hut, and asked Tong Liang to watch over King Ning, and if there was any trouble, he would come back and let him know.

Tong Yi took off his coat, and saw that the inner layer was wrapped in white cloth, with blood stains faintly visible.

"Amitabha, I'm rude." After speaking, Gai slowly untied the white cloth on Tong Yi's body.

The wounds on Tong Yi's body can be described as shocking. Because Tong Yi forced himself to ride a horse, many of the wounds opened several times, and they were not treated in time, and they had already started to fester.

Looking at Tong Yi's injuries, Tong Xin rarely lost control of his anger, "Brother, who hurt you?"

Tong Yi waved his hand, "I was too careless and fell into someone else's trap. If Master Benming hadn't rescued me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get out."

Mentioning Ben Ming, Tong Xin and Lie Gai were silent for a moment.

"Amitabha." Liao Gai picked up a small knife, "Almsgiver, I want to cut carrion for you, you have to hold back."

Tong Yi nodded resolutely, "Please trouble Master."

After cleaning the wound, Master Liaogai asked Tong Yi to swallow a pill, and told him not to exert any more luck and not to be tired in a short period of time.

After Master Liao Gai left, Tong Xin carefully helped Tong Yi lie down on the kang, "Brother, do you doubt King Ning?"

Tong Yi usually has nothing to hide from Tong Xin, and knows everything, but for some reason, Tong Yi seems to be very complicated to King Ning, and he hesitates, "I just went after a suspicious person, and I didn't want to alarm King Ning."

In fact, Tong Yi's words were not only inconsistent with the previous words, but also full of flaws, but Tong Xin didn't point them out.

At this time Tong Liang ran back, "Brother is not well, King Ning sent someone to come and find brother."

When Tong Yi heard this, he couldn't help but sit up from the kang, and immediately hurt the wound, and couldn't stop taking a deep breath.

Tong Xin held Tong Yi down, "Brother, lie down, I'll meet that King Ning."

"No, King Ning is definitely not simple." Tong Yi pulled Tong Xin back, "I'll accompany you."

Tong Yi insisted on going, but Tong Xin and Tong Liang had no choice but to let him follow.

The three Tong family brothers came to the abbot's courtyard.

King Ning and the abbot are sitting in the upper positions, and the four leaders are accompanied by the eight deacons.

The three Tong family brothers came forward to salute and took their seats.

King Ning looked at Tong Xin, then at Tong Liang, "General Tong, your Tong family is full of talents. Now is the time when the emperor is employing people, why don't you recommend them?"

Tong Yi said: "My lord, the prize is too much. The two brothers in the end are very dull, so it's hard to get into the hall."

King Ning snorted softly, "General Tong is too modest."

Seeing that King Ning had been pestering him all the time, Tong Xin couldn't sit still and lowered his eyes for a moment, and smiled innocently at the corner of his mouth, pretending to be naive and said: "The prince is surrounded by capable people." Pointing to a person standing behind King Ning He is short, and his attire does not look like a person from the Middle Earth. "Looking at the height of this strong man, he must be an expert in selling sesame seed cakes. If Wu Dalang can meet this strong man, he may have to close his stall as soon as possible. "

"..."

King Ning's face changed slightly.

"Also, the black dress of this strong man is so unique." Like a child full of curiosity, Tong Xin stared at it for a while and then froze for a while, "Oh, I'm sorry I got it wrong. It's not black." The skirt is leg hair."

"..."

"...Amitabha." The abbot and the others wanted to tell Tong Xin that he was right.

Tong Xin put on a look of admiration again, "I don't know how to call this high-ranking prince?"

The man gritted his teeth for a long time before saying, "I'm in Shimoyano Yijiro." The accent was very strange.

"Huh? Eight Yeyi Lang?" Tong Xin's voice was raised slightly, very sympathetic, "It's all like this! But it's okay, when you leave, I will ask my nephew Benyu to bring you a pair of pig kidneys to make up for repair."

"..."

"... Amitabha." The abbot and the others really didn't know what to say other than this.

Baiye Yilang took several deep breaths before reporting his name word by word, "It's Bai, Ye, Yi, Ci, Lang."

Tong Xin was stunned for a moment, "It's not as good as Ba Ye once. Baiye only once. I'm afraid the pig's kidneys won't be able to make up for it now."

"..."

Baiye Jilang clenched his hands into fists, "I don't know which eminent monk my little brother learned from, so that he learned such a 'smart tongue'."

Tong Xin smiled sweetly at him, "As the saying goes, heroes don't ask where they come from, and gangsters don't ask how old they are."

"..."

32. Tong Xin is the master's uncle ([-])...

"But don't worry, although you asked me where I came from, I will never ask you how old you are." Tong Xin said with a look on my face.

"..."

At this moment, except for the brothers of the Tong family, everyone has a sigh in their hearts. It is absolutely a miracle that Tong Xin can grow up safely with such an angry mouth!

But with so many people, King Li Ning had a slightly different expression, as if he was somewhat disillusioned.

Baiye Yijilang felt that under the sympathetic eyes of everyone, he was slowly becoming abnormal, and became rough, "Baga."

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