Chapter 392: A Strategy (I)

Duan Rong packed things and put the useful things in a small white bag of white cloth. He glanced at this messy place, and suddenly walked to the carved wooden stakes. The wooden stakes were shot into wood chips.

Then he stood there and tied the small cloth bag in the waist. He looked up at the sun above his head. It was estimated that when Time had just passed at noon, he was ready to go back to the room to sleep and restore his spirit. After all, it was the highlight in the evening.

He didn't sleep well for the eight or nine days, and he boiled overnight again, and his soul had been overdrawn.

Duan Rong dragged his tired body, walked back to the room with blood, and fell asleep to death.

I don't know how long he slept, he was suddenly awakened by the knocking of the door, Duan Rong opened his eyes, and saw that the room was already obscure, and it was dusk.

He got out of bed and woke up to open the door of the room, and saw Liu Shushan standing outside the door nervously.

When Liu Shushan saw Duan Rong, he said, "Brother Duan, just now, Yang Ye returned to the city."

Duan Rong opened the door, paced to the table, poured a clear water for himself, and poured it into Qianba's throat.

After he drank the water, he sat there and said blandly: "Okay, I know."

Liu Shushan's calm attitude towards Duan Rong was quite surprised.

The governor was the Shenyun Mansion, which was for the approval document of the Shen Yanliu case. He came back to bring the approval document back.

In other words, at noon tomorrow, it is the time of Shen Yanliu, the execution office.

Duan Rong promised Shen Mihuan to save Shen Yanliu. Seeing that it was less than ten hours when Shen Yanliu was being sentenced to the torture office. The head and tail come.

He did not expect that Duan Rong was so indifferent at this time, just like nothing.

Duan Rong did feel that there was nothing so nervous. When Yang Yan returned, he was earlier than he expected, but it did not affect it. The time of the prisoner of the criminal office in this world can only be at three at noon. It is said that only the heaviest moment of the yang at that time.

The timing he originally selected was the day before Shen Yanliu was executed. This can greatly reduce the risk of exposure.

At this time, everything to prepare was ready, just to wait for the time. He has any nervousness.

He can even rest for an hour.

Duan Rong turned his head and glanced at Liu Shushan at the door, saying: "Shu Shan, I'm a little hungry, please go to the restaurant to call some wine and vegetables back."

Liu Shushan heard his words, and his heart was even more stunned. Brother, at this time, do you still have wine and vegetables? Intersection

However, Liu Shushan looked at Duan Rong's unrestrained look, and finally sighed. Since Duan Rong said, he must always do it.

Liu Shushan was about to leave, and Duan Rong suddenly stopped him, saying, "Kankan, you call him, I have something to find him."

Liu Shushan promised to leave.

Without much conference, Simonkan walked in. Duan Rong whispered to him for a while.

Siemenskan went out of the courtyard and got a carriage into the car, and in the vast twilight, he drove out of Dongcheng Gate.

In the past ten days, in the government city of Shen Yanliu's case, the limelight is tight. Several cities have been investigated strictly, but Siemenskan drove an empty carriage. After that, he put him out.

When Siemenskan drove out of the city, Duan Rong and Liu Shushan had been sitting on the other courtyard. Facing a rich dish of the table, Duan Rong had already hungry his back, and immediately ate the sea.

Liu Shushan Road: "What about Ximen Kankan?"

Duan Rong's mouth was stuffed with vegetables and answered vaguely: "I let him out of the city."

Duan Rong wanted to let him go out of the city while he was at dusk, so as not to investigate stricter after entering the night, even in case of prohibiting going out, which would affect the implementation of his subsequent plans.

Liu Shushan's eyes flashed, or said, "Brother Duan, tomorrow should be the day of the execution office."

"I know."

"But, you don't seem to be anxious?" Liu Shushan looked at Duan Rong curiously.

Duan Rong is more than anxious, it is just leisurely.

He picked up the jug, gave Liu Shushan and himself, poured each other, and laughed: "Now the genius is just dark.

Liu Shushan had to raise a toast and Duan Rong to drink, but he still noticed Duan Rong's waist, tied with a monthly white bag, and the cloth bag was bulging, and he didn't know what to install.

After Duan Rongjiu was full, he took his toothpick to pick up his teeth and talked to Liu Shushan's home.

The two talked for a while, and Duan Rong suddenly said: "Shu Shan, you don't have to participate tonight. You are tired these days, you are also tired and rest well."

Duan Rong said, he got up and patted Liu Shushan's shoulders, and walked out of the hall.

Liu Shushan looked at Duan Rong's back and wanted to shout him, but finally swallowed his mouth and swallowed it back.

Duan Rong returned to the room, sitting on his knees on the bed, and closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it has been, in the room of Heiyu, Duan Rong was motionless, as if incorporated into this darkness.

On the street, the faint sound of Xunfu came, and Duan Rongli raised his mind to pay attention to listening to the point of the mule.

Suddenly, in the dark, Duan Rong's eyes opened suddenly.

"It's time for Jiao Yin."

Duan Rong suddenly leaped up and landed in front of the door silently like a falling leaf. He opened the door and walked out.

The moment Duan Rong walked out of the door, his eyes suddenly moved and he glanced at the rockery in the courtyard not far away. However, he just paused for a moment, then gently closed the door and jumped out of the courtyard like a big bird.

Duan Rong's figure had just disappeared from the wall of the courtyard, and Liu Shushan flashed out from behind the rockery not far from Duan Rong's room. In the dark, he looked at the wall where Duan Rong's figure disappeared, his eyes flashing.

Liu Shushan stood there for a while, then went back to his room to sleep. He was just curious about when Duan Rong would take action. Since Duan Rong had explained the action at night, he didn't have to participate, so he naturally wouldn't act rashly.

He knew very well that they were going to rescue people from Chen Xun's hands this time, which could be said to be a move against the will of God. Duan Rong's plan could not tolerate any mistakes, and he must not mess around.

When Liu Shushan walked back to his room, he felt much more at ease. He found that he still had confidence in Duan Rong.

The cold moon was like a thread, and a big star was hanging upside down in the sky.

Duan Rong's figure flickered like a ghost in the dark night.

The patrol guards on the streets of the city were obviously strengthened, but under the blessing of Duan Rong's spiritual consciousness and ghostly body skills, no matter how many patrols there were, they were useless.

Soon, Duan Rong jumped into a lane not far from the dungeon of the city. Once in the dark alley, Duan Rong was like a fish in water, and his figure instantly became faster.

However, after a few breaths, he jumped into a yard covered with sparse weeds.

Under the penetration of spiritual consciousness, everything inside and outside the house was the same.

Duan Rong walked over slowly and pushed open the half-closed door. The strong smell of soil immediately hit him.

He stepped into the door, closed the door gently, and inserted the bolt.

Duan Rong's eyes flashed, and he picked up a short-handled iron shovel in the corner, then jumped up, shrank his shoulders, and jumped into the hole in the middle of the hall.

Duan Rong climbed to the end of the tunnel. With his spiritual consciousness, he paid attention to the situation in the dungeon above. It would be dawn in two hours, and now was the best time to dig the last half meter.

Duan Rong infused his true energy and started digging with the shovel.

In a cell above the tunnel.

Tang Wanhong was lying on the haystack in the corner, but he was seriously injured and often woke up in pain in the middle of the night.

At this time, he felt a burst of piercing pain in his ribs. He gritted his teeth and barely endured it. The pain seemed to be slowly fading like a tide.

Tang Wanhong exhaled and prepared to sleep for a while. At this moment, he seemed to hear some subtle sound.

The sound seemed to be under his body.

Because the rustling sound was very subtle, Tang Wanhong thought he had heard it wrong, but he listened carefully for a while in the silent cell and found that the sound continued to ring.

Tang Wanhong moved his body and slid to the edge of the haystack. Because he pulled the wound, his mouth was cracked in pain.

But when he leaned sideways and put his ear to the ground, he listened carefully, and the sound suddenly disappeared.

But after a breath, the rustling sound sounded again.

"Maybe it's a mouse..." Tang Wanhong thought in his heart after listening for a while.

Tang Wanhong's movements on the tunnel were clearly seen by Duan Rong's spiritual sense. When Tang Wanhong put his ear to listen just now, he stopped for a moment and continued to shovel the soil.

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one book, one bar, one bar!

Tang Wanhong listened for a while, and the sound seemed to be getting clearer and clearer, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. "It doesn't seem to be a rat..."

At this time, a patrol of heavily armored soldiers passed by the cell. The sound clearly disappeared while the patrol soldiers walked by. After the patrol soldiers walked away, the rustling sound rang again.

Tang Wanhong's dry throat rolled, and his eyes showed an extremely surprised expression. "Is it... a person?"

Although he was not sure, the consciousness that knew to avoid the patrol of heavily armored soldiers was likely a person.

"Could it be that someone is under the dungeon?" Thinking of this incredible conclusion, Tang Wanhong's heart trembled.

Tang Wanhong had already thought that he was a dying man.

But at this time, the sound under the dungeon gave him a delusion of life.

Maybe someone came to save him?

Tang Wanhong was churning in his mind. "Who could it be?"

"Is it Yu'er? No! Yu'er is still young."

"Is it Guan Kui? No, that kid is still in jail."

Tang Wanhong thought about it again and again. He was almost certain that no one would come to save him when he was about to die.

His eyes became cold.

But he suddenly thought, what if there is someone? What if someone remembers his kindness, but he just forgot it?

He was like a drowning man, desperate to grab a straw on the water... tormenting himself in wild thoughts and delusions.

Tang Wanhong thought so, and listened again. He heard the rustling sound, which was as clear as if it was ringing in his ear, very close.

Tang Wanhong was startled and immediately stepped aside. At this time, in the darkness, it was vaguely visible that the soil there collapsed.

Then a group of black shadows poked out from the place where the soil collapsed.

Although the cell was dark, Tang Wanhong knew immediately that it was a person.

"Who is it?"

Tang Wanhong's teeth trembled a little, and he lowered his voice and asked.

At this moment, the black shadow's sleeves shook, and a ball of powder was sprinkled on Tang Wanhong's face.

Tang Wanhong's heart flashed with fear, and he felt his face suddenly sticky like powder. When he wanted to hold his breath, it was too late. The powder was obviously very effective. In just a moment, his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

Duan Rong looked at Tang Wanhong who was unconscious next to the haystack in the dark.

He urged his mind, and the range covered by his consciousness was instantly expanded to the maximum.

It was dark all around, and the patrolling heavy armored soldiers were holding lanterns and heading to the other end.

Not far from here, next to Shen Yanliu's cell, there was a dim lantern hanging there. Under the light, Xiong Yi was wearing a felt hat and lying on a bench. I don't know if he fell asleep. On the ground next to him, there was a brown round-bellied wine bottle.

Farther away, at the entrance of the bunker, mahjong tiles were still clattering, and several jailers were yawning, but the man in plain clothes had bright eyes and was not tired at all.

Duan Rong took a deep breath and stepped out of the cave lightly.

He carefully untied the moon-white small cloth bag tied around his waist, and after using his spiritual sense to explore, he accurately took out the things he needed from it.

Duan Rong laid Tang Wanhong flat and scanned his face carefully with his spiritual sense.

He took out the glue clay he had prepared in advance, scraped a little with a small wooden knife, and carefully applied it to the side of Tang Wanhong's nose.

Tang Wanhong had a flat nose, while Shen Yanliu's nose was very straight.

After Duan Rong dealt with the nose, he used a razor to shave off Tang Wanhong's eyebrows and beard, and then he carefully took out "that face" and pasted it on Tang Wanhong's face, smoothing out all the delicate wrinkles.

After the divine sense probe, Duan Rong was quite satisfied with his face-changing skills.

This operation actually took a lot of time. Seeing that the patrolling heavy-armored soldier was about to come over again, Duan Rong immediately jumped into the cave, pulled Tang Wanhong over, and covered the cave next to the haystack with his back.

The patrolling heavy-armored soldier walked by with a lantern, and saw that the place was quiet. Xiong Yi was sleeping on a bench not far away.

They just glanced at the cells on both sides as they walked by, and they passed by quickly.

When the patrolling heavy-armored soldier walked away, Duan Rong pulled away Tang Wanhong who was covering the entrance of the cave. He suddenly flipped his hand and stuffed a pill into Tang Wanhong's mouth, rubbed his throat, and made sure he swallowed the pill.

Duan Rong suddenly walked to a corner of the wooden fence of the cell. In the dark, he grabbed a handful of powder, and the true energy in his palm was surging, and then he sprinkled the powder into the air like a fairy scattering flowers.

Duan Rong sprinkled three handfuls of powder in a row.

This powder is a strong drug, and soon the prisoners in the nearby cells fainted in their dreams.

Xiong Yi, who was lying on the bench, suddenly twitched his nose. For those who are strong in the true qi realm, because they have true qi to protect their bodies, ordinary poisons are already difficult to deal with them.

The moment the poison entered the body, the true qi in Xiong Yi's Dantian meridians began to churn.

He was about to jump up, but suddenly saw a little light spot that flickered in front of his eyes like a firefly.

The next moment he was like petrified, and the scene in front of him began to distort and blur.

But at the moment when the scene began to distort and blur, a flying knife shot out from the distorted and blurred back, flashing with cold light, and it became bigger and bigger in his eyes!

That weird feeling was as if the flying knife was shot at him from the rippling lake.

He could feel that the flying knife was real!

But his body was like petrified, and he couldn't move at all!

The flying knife silently claimed his life. The moment it hit Xiong Yi, his entire head exploded like a watermelon, and blood plasma and minced meat splattered all over the ground.

Under the light not far away, Xiong Yi's headless body was still lying on the bench, his hands hanging naturally, and the brown round-bellied wine bottle next to him was splattered with minced meat...

A willow-leaf flying knife was inserted diagonally into the ground not far from one end of the bench.

And all this happened quietly, without attracting anyone's attention.