The Song Dynasty was the king for thirteen years before he knew that he was Tianlong.

Chapter 141 Torture
Zhao Ti looked at her for a few seconds and said, "Tell me, how do we get out of this place?"

Yuan Xiaoxian whispered: "Let go of my hand, untie my acupuncture points, and I will tell you how to get out."

Zhao Ti loosened her fist and asked calmly, "How do we get out?"

Yuan Xiaoxian glanced at him and said, "The acupuncture points haven't been unblocked yet."

Zhao Ti shook his head: "Your Lightning Skill is pretty good. If I unlock it, and you just leave it alone and retreat into the fog, where can I find you?"

Yuan Xiaoxian heard this and said, "I won't tell you unless you untie me. Just kill me."

Zhao Ti snorted: "Do you think I don't dare?"

Yuan Xiaoxian's eyes flashed: "You are the King of Yan in Song State, so there is nothing you dare not do. But killing a weak woman like me is not heroic."

Zhao Ti was very close to her at this time, and he could only feel her breath as sweet as orchid, and her voice was soft and pleasant to the ear. He couldn't help but stretch out his fingers to hook her chin, feeling a delicate and smooth feeling: "Yes, there is nothing that this king dares not do."

“You…” Yuan Xiaoxian trembled, turned her eyes to the side, and said softly: “King Yan, you’d better untie my acupoints. I will definitely tell you how to leave here.”

Zhao Ti shook his head. He didn't trust the other party. Although the little girl looked pitiful at the moment, she must be cunning to have deployed so many spies in the capital of Song Dynasty. Moreover, her martial arts skills were extremely high. He didn't trust her at all.

After thinking for a few breaths, Zhao Ti pointed his finger at Yuan Xiaoxian's shoulder, and immediately the phantom Yin Qi entered the other's body.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Xiaoxian was startled and felt a trace of foreign alien energy going down.

Zhao Ti said nothing, controlling the strand of true energy to move around along the opponent's meridians. It reached the ribs in a moment, then the waist, and finally the soles of the feet. Yuan Xiaoxian's expression became strange, as if there was a poisonous insect crawling in her body. She felt extremely uncomfortable and could not help but giggle.

She wanted to dodge Zhao Ti's fingers on her shoulders that were controlling her internal energy, but she couldn't move because of the acupuncture points. After laughing for a few breaths, her fair and tender cheeks turned red and her eyes became watery. She wanted to hold back her laughter but couldn't.

Zhao Ti said calmly, "You still don't want to say it?"

"I, I..." Yuan Xiaoxian was really having a hard time holding back. She felt so sad that she burst into tears and begged for mercy, "Isn't it enough for me to say this? Please, please let go."

Zhao Ti took his fingers away, looked at the other person's charming and charming expression, which was like joy and sorrow, and said calmly: "Go ahead."

Yuan Xiaoxian took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, "Close your eyes, walk left for eighteen steps, then right for eighteen steps, do this five times, and then keep going forward, and you will leave the white fog and reach the bottom of the hill."

Zhao Ti didn't say anything after hearing this. Yuan Xiaoxian whispered, "How about you untie the acupuncture points on my legs, and I'll lead the way in front, and you can follow me out as well."

Zhao Ti nodded: "This method is still the best."

After saying that, he only unblocked the acupoints on the other person's legs. Then Yuan Xiaoxian closed his eyes and walked according to the steps he had just described. Sure enough, after a while, he left the white foggy area and arrived at the foot of the hill.

Zhao Ti looked ahead and found a temple behind the trees and rocks.

He pointed and said, "Princess Cheng'an, what is that place?"

Yuan Xiaoxian said angrily: "I don't know."

Zhao Ti said: "Let's go and take a look."

"You, you untie my acupoints!" Yuan Xiaoxian said angrily.

Zhao Ti shook his head: "Let's talk about it later. Can't you walk?"

After saying that, he walked forward. Yuan Xiaoxian rolled his eyes and hurried to follow him.

When we arrived in front of the temple, we saw a small temple painted black, with about three or four rooms. The temple door was closed, so we couldn't see what was inside.

Zhao Ti thought to himself when he saw this that he could go to the hill to look for sculptures and ignore this temple, but this place was desolate and he had to be on guard.

He said to Yuan Xiaoxian, "Go over and ask what it is."

Yuan Xiaoxian glanced at him, then walked forward reluctantly. When he reached the temple gate, he could not knock on the door because his arms were immobile. He had to lift his legs and tapped a few times with his lambskin boots, shouting, "Is there anyone inside?"

After a while, the temple door opened and a young woman came out. She was dressed in very strange clothes. Although it was a traditional Khitan style of clothing, it was made of many colorful strips of cloth, and was extremely bright.

She had a colorful ribbon tied around her waist and a cloth bag tied to her belt. There was a rattle stuck next to the bag. As her body moved, the rattle made a crisp "ding-dong" sound.

"Excuse me...where is this place?" Yuan Xiaoxian looked at the young woman and blinked.

The young woman was slightly startled, but then she hid her expression and glanced at Zhao Ti behind her. She said, "This is the Xiaoyingling Shaman Temple. Where are you from? Do you want to worship the gods and pray?"

Yuan Xiaoxian turned around and looked at Zhao Ti: "This is a temple, do you want to pray?"

Zhao Ti laughed in his heart, "Shaman Temple? You worship the Shamanism God of Heaven and Earth in Tokyo City, and you know how to leave the maze outside. Why are you pretending not to know me?"

"Okay, then let's pray." He said as he walked to Yuan Xiaoxian's side by side: "Let's go in."

The young woman in front of him had a slightly changed expression and asked, "May I ask where the two gentlemen are from?"

Zhao Ti entered the temple and looked around. He saw that the layout was very simple. There was a shrine in the middle against the wall. Shamans, gods and deities were enshrined in the shrine. Fruits and sacrificial meat were placed on the shrine, and incense and candles were burning brightly.

He said, "I came from Shangjing and passed by here. I saw the temple and it was a good opportunity to take a look. I saw that this place was desolate. Is there anyone who would burn incense here?"

The young woman said, "Your Excellency is unaware of this. The hill behind us blocked your view. There are many tribes on the other side of the hill who often come here to worship the gods."

"I see." Zhao Ti nodded and pointed at Yuan Xiaoxian: "This is my maid. She wants to pray for blessings. Ask her to pray."

"Maid?" The young woman was surprised and looked at Yuan Xiaoxian. Yuan Xiaoxian quickly winked at her but sighed secretly in her heart. She had never thought of hiding it from Zhao Ti, and now she was exposed.

"Why, doesn't she look like him?" Zhao Ti glanced at the young woman and said, "I bought her when she was little. She's quite obedient. I often take her out to play."

“No, no…” the young woman hastily explained, “It’s just that she doesn’t look like him based on the way he’s dressed.”

Zhao Ti sneered: "What can you tell from your clothes? They are all my gifts. Otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing to bring them out? Hurry up and pray for blessings."

Yuan Xiaoxian lowered her head and walked to the front of the statue. Her hands were unable to move, so she stood there straight, gritting her teeth and muttering silently.

At this moment, the door of the room next to him suddenly opened, and a big man in black walked out. Seeing Yuan Xiaoxian standing in front of the statue, he asked in confusion, "Little Sister, why are you here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young woman's expression changed drastically. She raised her hand and grabbed Zhao Ti, shouting, "Help us quickly! This villain has kidnapped our junior nun!"

The man was shocked, jumped forward, and raised his palm to slap Zhao Ti.

Yuan Xiaoxian turned around and sighed, "I originally wanted you to set a trap to catch him, but he's so stupid that he can't even see my signal. If you don't stop now, you two won't be able to beat him at all."

But it was too late for her to speak. Zhao Ti had sealed the acupuncture points of both of them in a blink of an eye. He then walked up to the young woman and asked, "Why do you call her Master Aunt?"

The young woman was a little confused about the situation at the moment. She originally thought it was a hijacking, but it didn't seem like it.

Yuan Xiaoxian came over and said, "They are my nephews, so naturally they call me aunt."

Zhao Ti pondered for a moment and said, "So you learned martial arts from the Shamans."

Yuan Xiaoxian said: "You'd better untie my acupoints quickly, and don't go up the mountain to look for the eagle, and then ask others to take it away." Zhao Ti snorted coldly: "Go up the mountain with me first, and we'll talk about the acupoints when we come back."

Yuan Xiaoxian was helpless and said to the two of them, "I'm sorry to trouble you two junior brothers. If we don't come back for a while, you'll have to wait for the acupoints to unblock themselves." After that, he followed Zhao Ti out of the temple gate.

The young woman looked at the two people from behind and whispered, "Junior Brother, do you think Junior Sister is in danger..."

The man frowned. "I see that the little sister-in-law looks calm and composed, and that person doesn't look vicious or dangerous. If he really could harm the little sister-in-law, he would have probably killed the two of us."

The young woman thought for a moment and said, "That's right. That person only pressed our acupuncture points. If he really wanted to take Little Sister-in-law to some bad place, he would definitely kill both of us, and would not just press our acupuncture points and leave it at that."

The man sighed, "That man's martial arts skills are too high. You and I couldn't even take a single move from him. I don't know what school he is from. How come I've never heard of him before?"

The young woman said, "I'm afraid he is from the capital. Among the people that Little Sister-in-law knows, there are no ordinary people."

The man said, "I guess this person's identity is not ordinary, otherwise how dare he do this?"

The young woman thought for a moment and said, "I wonder if he is also from the Yelu royal family..."

Zhao Ti took Yuan Xiaoxian up the mountain. The mountain was neither steep nor difficult to walk on. There were few trees and it was mostly grass and rocks.

After a while, they reached the middle of the mountainside, but still couldn't see the eagle. Zhao Ti asked, "Could it have fallen to the other side of the mountain?"

Yuan Xiaoxian said: "Let's go to the top and take a look. Generally, eagles like to build nests on the top of mountains. Maybe this mountain is its nest. It is flying here because it wants to go home."

Zhao Ti nodded: "That makes sense."

Yuan Xiaoxian's eyelashes fluttered as she said, "Since that makes sense, why don't you untie my acupuncture points, King Yan?"

Zhao Ti ignored her, walked to the top of the mountain and watched carefully.

Yuan Xiaoxian looked around and after a few breaths he suddenly said, "There's a really big cave over here!"

Zhao Ti looked over and saw that it was indeed a cave. He nodded and said, "Open the way ahead."

Yuan Xiaoxian said: "I can't move my arms. What if there is no eagle's nest inside, but some kind of wild beast? How can I resist it?"

Zhao Ti said calmly, "What do you have to worry about when I am here with you?"

Yuan Xiaoxian snorted and walked into the cave. The cave was not very deep and it took only a few steps to reach the end. He saw a bird lying on a big rock inside.

The bird was huge, with two round eyes that were glaring brightly, dark grey feathers with a hint of silver, and three white feather arrows stuck behind its tail. It was the injured eagle...

In Tokyo City, outside the Suanzao Gate, there is the large vegetable garden of Xiangguo Temple.

The middle-aged scholar in blue shirt glanced at the four people and finally stopped at Wang Yuyan with a very satisfied expression.

"Okay, very good, you are Yan'er, right?"

Wang Yuyan looked puzzled: "How does this gentleman know my daughter's name?"

The middle-aged scholar in blue shirt smiled and said, "Of course I know. I came to the capital specially to look for you. I wandered around the palace for a few days. Today, I saw you two talking to each other when you went out, and I confirmed that it was you."

Wang Yuyan was a little surprised: "Who are you, sir? What do you want from me?"

The middle-aged scholar in blue shirt said: "I am your elder. I came here to teach you the martial arts passed down in my family and to inherit my legacy."

"Elder?" Wang Yuyan was stunned, her face looked a little bad: "You are from the Duan family..."

The middle-aged scholar shook his head and interrupted her, saying, "I know who you are talking about. I am not from Dali."

Wang Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that, thinking to herself that it was not that Dali Duan... It was good that he was sent by Zhengchun. She did not want to meet this person, nor did she want to have anything to do with the Dali Duan family.

But then she had an idea. Wasn't it the Duan family who claimed to be the elder? Could this person be her mother's father, her grandfather?

The last time she ran into Li Qingluo and Duan Zhengchun arguing, when she asked, Li Qingluo told her entire life story, and Wuyazi and Li Qiushui also told their stories. Wang Yuyan suspected that the other party was Wuyazi, but was surprised that he was so young.

"I don't want to learn martial arts, nor do I like fighting. Sir, since you call yourself my elder, which elder are you?"

The middle-aged scholar in blue shirt smiled and said, "I'm afraid you won't believe me, but I have to tell you. Since I want you to be my successor, how can you not know my identity?"

"Are you...grandfather?" Wang Yuyan asked tentatively.

"I'm not your grandfather. I've been to Mantuo Villa before I came here. Your mother Li Qingluo said that you already know your origins. I'm the father of your grandfather Wuyazi. According to seniority, you should call me great-grandfather, but you are the only descendant of my lineage, so just call me great-grandfather. There's no need to add that extra word wai."

"This, this is impossible..." Wang Yuyan showed an expression of disbelief: "You, you must be lying..."

In the Wude Division in the alley across from the Qisheng Courtyard, a dignified man in a black robe sat in the pavilion. He frowned at the man in green in front of him and asked, "How many days have you been outside the Prince of Yan's Mansion?"

The man in green nodded and said, "Tizhu, that expert has indeed been guarding in front of Prince Yan's mansion these past few days. He has not entered and has not caused any trouble."

"Didn't you go to the palace?" asked the majestic man in black robe.

"No, his intention should not be in the forbidden palace. But although he was guarding outside the Prince of Yan's Mansion, he did not talk to anyone. He did not go in to spy during the day or at night."

"As long as he doesn't step into the imperial city, don't worry about it. Just wait a few days and watch him leave the city." The majestic man in black robe waved his hand.

"Protect me." At this time, the old man with white eyebrows and beard opposite the stone table said, "Although the Wude Division is only responsible for the emperor's affairs and requires that no mistakes should be made in the imperial city, but... since it is the King of Yan, I think it is better for me to go and take a look."

The dignified man in black robe said, "The Prince of Yan is not at home. He has already gone on a diplomatic mission to Liao. Even though it is against the law, it would be fine to go and take a look."

"Prince Yan is not here?" The old man with white eyebrows and beard pondered, "The reason for violating the law is that they are worried that other royal families will know about the existence of the Red Dragon Guards of the Wude Division. As for the King of Yan, he may not be unaware of it at this moment."

The majestic man in black robe groaned after hearing this: "Where is that person now? Is he still in front of Prince Yan's mansion?"

The man in green said, "At noon, the palace manager accompanied two women to the Wuyue Temple. That man followed them openly and did not shy away from us."

"I'm not shy about it..." The dignified man in black robe sneered: "Who are the two women? I remember that the King of Yan has no concubines."

"It was brought back by Prince Yan from Jiangnan. He lives in the mansion as a friend. It seems that he has not been taken into the room yet." said the man in green.

The majestic man in black robe pondered for a few breaths and looked at the old man with white eyebrows and beard.

The old man with white eyebrows and beard smiled and said, "I'll go take a look and see what's going on."

The dignified man in black robe nodded and said, "Mr. Feng, remember this. The Wude Division is only used by the emperor. Others should not interfere if they can. Besides, the Prince of Yan is not here, so you don't need to care about other people's affairs in the palace."

The old man with white eyebrows and beard smiled and said, "I know that I should not reveal the existence of Wude Division to outsiders, but I have not seen a master for a long time, and I am itching to show my skills. However, even if I am excited to see the prey, I will show up in my original secular identity."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked out of the pavilion and headed outside the mansion.

(End of this chapter)