Chapter 028 Jin丨Exclusively published by Jiang Wenxue

The flute player wearing a Douli hat was only concerned about running. After hearing what Xue Chen said, he immediately picked up the flute and tried to control the poisoned people to come over.

Xue Chen shook his long sword and picked up the flute and dropped it to the ground.

He walked forward and swung the sword lightly. The man closed his eyes in fear, felt no pain, and opened his eyes blankly.

The Douli hat slowly cracked and fell off his head, revealing an ordinary face.

This man was about thirty years old, with big eyes, a slightly collapsed nose, traces of sun exposure on his skin, and a slightly thick neck. He should be practicing external skills.

He shrank up and knelt on the ground: "I was also instructed by others, please spare my life, little prince!"

Xue Chen: "Who instructed you?"

The man crouched down and became more obedient: "The person who instructed me was..."

He exerted force on his legs and quickly rushed over. A dagger appeared in his hand and stabbed straight into Xue Chen's heart.

Xue Chen shifted his center of gravity and moved to the side to avoid it. The long sword pierced the opponent's palm and the dagger fell. The man did not give in. He stared at Xue Chen fiercely and spat out a mouthful of black blood: "You... all... deserve to die..." He

was silent after that.

Xue Chen drew out his sword, shook off the blood on it, and kicked him, leaving the man face up.

He walked forward slowly, squatted down, put his hand on the neck to check the pulse, confirmed that the person was dead, tore the linen coat, and found that the clothes inside were actually satin, with a vivid eagle pattern embroidered on it, but he searched all over his body and couldn't find the drug that could control a person's movements.

"Someone come." Xue Chen shouted in the distance.

After the flute stopped, the people who attacked them also stopped, some shouted for mercy, and some explained that they had no choice. For a while, it was very noisy.

After Xue Chen spoke, the soldiers who were paying attention to him immediately reacted and ran over with bewilderment and confusion on their faces, as well as relief for having survived a disaster: "Young Master!"

Xue Chen: "This man died of poisoning, and he may also be carrying poison. You take the body up, be careful not to touch it directly."

There are all kinds of poisons in this world, so he had to be careful.

"I obey your orders!"

Xue Chen tore a piece of cloth from the hem of his clothes, wrapped the flute on the ground and picked it up.

This is just an ordinary bamboo flute that can be bought for a few coins.

Xue Chen put away the flute, picked up the sword and returned to the official road, returned the sword to the attendant, and returned to the carriage.

The noise outside lasted for a long time before it quieted down. The steward found out where the attackers came from and came to the window to ask Xue Chen if he wanted him to report now.

Xie Heng was almost vomiting from riding his horse. Xue Chen was already nauseous and had a headache, and now it was even worse. He rubbed his head and whispered, "Tell me about it."

It would be good to divert his attention.

Manager: "I have asked, most of these people are proficient in boxing and kicking, and only a few of them have good martial arts and internal strength. They come from all over the world. There are minions from local gangs, as well as peddlers, bricklayers and farmers, all ordinary people."

Xue Chen: "Yeah."

Manager: "They themselves don't know what happened. They just heard a flute sound late at night one day. From then on, their bodies seemed to belong to someone else and they could no longer control them. They watched themselves go crazy and killed people around them. They didn't return to normal until the flute sound stopped. . "

Xue Chen: "How did they get together?"

The steward: "They were also controlled by the sound of the flute. They have been walking for more than a month, and even their eating and sleeping are controlled by others. They can't even commit suicide. The flute sound has never stopped until it was interrupted by you, sir, and they regained their freedom. "

Xue Chen: "Well."

The steward waited for a while, and seeing that he seemed not to want to speak anymore, he asked: "Young master, do you think we should pack up and hit the road now, or rest here?"

Xue Chen: "Wait a moment."

The stupid brother is still on the road, we can't let him make a wasted trip.

Steward: "Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to ask a doctor to come and see you?"

Xue Chen: "No need. We can ask a doctor to help those people see if the poison can be removed. By the way, take this flute with you. If there is nothing wrong with it, try it and see if you can control it with the sound of the flute. Look around and report any unusual movements. Go and do your thing."

The car window opened, and a bamboo flute wrapped in black brocade embroidered with cloud patterns was handed out.

The fingers holding the satin were pale, slender and powerful, and there was no difference from his brother's hands.

The steward recognized that the cloth was exactly the same as the clothes worn by the eldest son, and took it with both hands: "Yes."

Xue Chen leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes to rest, and sorted out his thoughts.

On the other side.

Gong Jiu finally turned onto the official road and sped along, raising a cloud of dust behind him.

He lowered his head slightly and asked Xie Heng, "After getting on the official road, what should I do

when I see another intersection?" Riding too fast, it would be too late to turn around when I saw the intersection. This was how he went past the intersection several times before, and he had to slow down and turn back, wasting a lot of time.

Xie Heng said weakly: "I don't know."

Gong Jiu frowned: "You don't know?"

Xie Heng: "I didn't take the official road when I came here. I have never been here before, how can I know the way."

Gong Jiu's expression became more and more solemn. He thought for a long time: "What should I do now?"

Xie Heng: "Follow the official road. This is indeed the road to the capital. Go slower and pay attention to the wheel tracks on the ground. The eldest son has just been there for a short time. The traces left will not be covered by dust so quickly. Pay more attention, and you will always find them."

Gong Jiu: "Okay."

Xie Heng held Gong Jiu tightly all the way to keep his balance, and his hands were sore. This man finally slowed down. He moved his fingers a little and leaned on Gong Jiu's back to close his eyes for a while.

After more than half an hour, the lost brother finally caught up with his brother's carriage.

The soldiers accompanying him were in good spirits and were ready to set up camp here.

Gong Jiu immediately got off the horse and walked towards Xue Chen's carriage, causing a gust of wind, and asked the attendant guarding the carriage from a distance: "Did you encounter any accidents on the road? How is my eldest brother?"

Xue Chen: [Why didn't he get Xie Heng off! ]

System: [It must be strange to hold Xie Heng in my arms and go to look for my brother at this time.]