Chapter 340 Revenge

"How can I trust you?" Xue Ling hesitated for a moment and was ready to agree to the other party.

The old man solemnly took out a token from his arms, and there were some incomprehensible words engraved on it. These words seem to have been seen somewhere. Xue Ling took out two rolls of parchment from her arms and compared them. It turned out to be the same text. One of these two pieces of parchment was inadvertently found in the mezzanine of ancient books in the library, and the other was purchased at the underground trade fair of Tianji Palace. Two rolls of sheepskin paper meshed together, and there was no gap.

Xue Ling has tried various methods and has come up with several transportation maps, but nothing. It was not until the battle of Prisoner Longshan that blood stained the whole body, and the sheepskin roll in his arms was soaked in blood water that some strange words appeared. These words are not owned by the Central Plains, and even if you know that they are babies, you can't understand them.

"Young master, can you borrow the parchment from me?" The old man Horqin said with a slightly excited tone. Xue Ling really couldn't understand the use of this parchment and handed it over. Of course, it would be best if the other party knew the origin. The old man took the parchment and carefully unfolded it. Treat it like touching a lover's skin.

"It can't be wrong, it is. I didn't expect that I would still see Lord Dakas's complete martial arts secrets in my lifetime. God bless me Turks. The old man suddenly said excitedly.

"Who is Lord Dakas? Awesome?" Xue Ling questioned. He only knows that the Central Plains martial arts are extensive and profound, and he despises other martial arts at all.

"The young master is really a lucky star. Lord Dakas is the first warrior in the grassland and a master of the innate Taichu realm. In the past 20 years, he rarely met his enemies. After traveling to Tubo, Goryeo, Tianzhu, Tang Dynasty and other countries, he compiled a martial arts secret book, which was recorded on a roll of parchment. Even the "phantom moon swordsmanship" learned by the young master came from this secret book, and his whereabouts were later stolen and unknown. So much so that in recent decades, there have been far less grassland masters than in the Central Plains..."

"Fantasy Moon Swordsmanship" Xue Ling naturally knows its subtlety, and even it is only a part of this sheepskin scroll. It seems to be a rare treasure in the world. The old man looked at it and returned the sheepskin roll. Pointing to the token in his hand, he said, "With this token, you can mobilize 3,000 Turkic iron riders. This is only the right of me, and there are many subordinates like me. You should imagine the master's rights. The young master can believe it now.

Can mobilize 3,000 soldiers and horses, or cavalry, and he is also at least four military officers in the Tang Dynasty. It is not difficult to see some strength from this subordinate. Xue Ling thought about it again and again, remembered the tragic situation before Xiao Ran's death, and finally nodded and promised.

Sprinkle salt in the air, which is not as good as willow catkins caused by the wind. Large snowflakes fell from the air, flying or hovering. From afar, it is white. The yellow-brown roof, the dilapidated walls, the uneven fields, the dry branches, the messy haystres... covered with a foot of snow, clean, pure and quiet. The sun shines and the silver light shines.

The first snow of this year came a little late. Luoyang City, Xiafu, a high-rise building. Xia Ruoyan wore a well-tailored mink coat and looked at the snow in the distance.

"Is there any whereabouts?" Xia Ruoyan asked with a haggard face.

"Miss Hui, there is a big river under the cliff of Longshan, and the water is turbulant. His subordinates led his men and horses along the river to find out the whereabouts of Mr. Xiao for ten days. Now the river is about to freeze, I'm afraid..." This man didn't dare to say any more in the middle of his words.

"Continue to look for people and corpses to die."

"My subordinates are obeding."

"Miss, what's the pain? Even if he doesn't die, he is still a useless person. Instead of living in pain, death may be a better choice." A middle-aged man.

"Uncle De, since you have known that Brother Xiao is not the murderer of his father, why don't you come out to clarify?"

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't. You will know the original cause in the future. Someone set a game against the Xia family, a dead game. Only a breakthrough can be found from Xiao Ran. Uncle De said lightly.

"Who?"

Uncle De shook his head slightly and said, "Maybe it's Zheng Wu's two families, maybe it's the court... Xiao Ran couldn't break through this situation until he died. If the young lady wants to avenge Xiao Ran, let's start with the matter of Qixing Stone."

"Seven stars converge, and the wind and clouds change color." Xia Ruoyan whispered, and after a long time, he breathed a sigh, "Brother Xiao hasn't solved the situation, just let Yaner solve it for him."

The situation in the Tang Dynasty is unstable and supplies are soaring. While the sects were still running around for food and fodder storage, healing medicinal materials, weapons and equipment and other materials, the people of Tangmen were glad for the great events. As early as a month ago, Tang Wuya ordered a large number of these materials to be purchased, and even had to sell a batch of new hidden weapons.

Many elders didn't know this idea at the beginning, but now they have to praise the wisdom of the doorkeeper, and they can actually think of this in advance. Tangjiabao, in the study. Tang Wuya, Tang Wentian and Tang Wenyan sat together and talked about something. Tang Wuya held a sheepskin roll in his hand, which was the bride price when Xiao Ran married Tang Wan. Since Tang Wenying's death that day, it seems that Tang Wenyan has suddenly figured something out. No matter who is the master of Tangmen, it is not for their own self-interest. It is everyone's wish to carry forward Tangmen. Tang Wenying developed drugs to improve the internal strength of the clan, defended the safety of Tangjiabao with death, and awakened him.

"It's true that everything he expected, but it's a pity that he hates talents." Tang Wuya Road.

"What does this picture mean?" Tang Wenyan said.

Tang Wuya pointed to the pattern on the parchment and said, "This parchment was obtained by Xiao Ran from a detective who went to Xiafu. In the painting is a goose that travels against the water. "Against the water" is also a "fire". There is a beehive hanging on the tree on the river bank, so this fire is a wolf smoke beacon fire, the meaning of the Turks attacking the Tang Dynasty.

"It's a little far-fetched to say so." Tang Wenyan frowned.

"No, continue to listen to me. The most important thing is the goose in the picture.

"In addition to the different color, this goose is cyan. It doesn't seem to explain anything." Tang Wenyan still doesn't understand.

"Even if I don't listen to Xiao Ran's explanation, I will never guess. Maybe you will understand better in this way." With that, Tang Wuya picked up the pen and ink on the desk and said, "Green Goose, take these two words apart." "Green" can be split into the three words "December" and "Goose" can be split into the three words "I am with". You can understand what it means by contacting the whole picture and reading it again.

"Berfire, December, I am with you. This is a reply. Someone wants to collude with the Turks to rebel!" Tang Wenyan lost his voice. Naturally, such important information cannot be stated clearly. Once caught, it is a death crime to communicate with foreign enemies. Turning it into a painting, even if someone intercepts it, it will never be guessed. What a smart trick. Now it seems that all this has come true.

"Don't worry, this painting is not finished yet." Tang Wuya shook his head slightly and said, how Xiao Ran guessed such a complicated and difficult thing.

"What else?" Obviously, Tang Wenyan was also shocked.

"Look at whether the stones in this torrent are angular and upstream, and the total size is twelve. You can see if the twelve stones are placed to form a cursive "ring"." Tang Wuya said with a little smile.

"Impossible, do you mean that Xiao Ran even guessed the rebellion of the 12th serial dock? Is there any connection between the Xia family and the 12th serial dock? This..." Tang Wenyan was already speechless.

"So it's not true that Xiao Ran said that the "world trend" was drawn in this painting. At least we are better prepared than other sects and not to be caught off guard."

"It's a pity that smart people won't live too long since ancient times. How has Wan'er been recently?" Tang asked Tiandao.

"It's time to find time to see him for his third uncle on Golden Toad Island. If it weren't for Wan'er's relationship, I'm afraid Xiao Ran would not have informed this news in advance..."

The early morning valley is quiet, as if it were desolate. If you look carefully, you will find that it is not connected with the heavy snow from the outside world. Under the mist in the valley, the flowers are clustered with trees, and the fragrance of flowers and the fragrance of vegetation in the air makes people feel refreshed.

Suddenly, a crane cut through the silent valley, adding a little anger out of thin air. Two huge white cranes are playing in the air. Most of its throat, cheeks and neck are dark brown, ** on the top of its head, a little vermilion. The dance is graceful and graceful.