enemy religion
When Xizhen received the letter from Crow, the mission was nearly half completed.
Xinfeng turned his wrist and came out from the side of the tree, glanced at the spies disguised as guards lying on the ground in a daze, squatted down and lifted up the head of one of them.
"Are these people being interrogated and detained, or are they being dealt with directly?"
The faces and skin of the spies on the ground were all showing different traces of dark blood-red from the inside. These dark colors were not caused by the secret guards. They were the ones who realized it and reacted to the enemy at the same time as if they were committing suicide. In a few seconds, they collapsed to the ground as if their bones had been scattered.
The spies who were closer to Xinfeng and Songbuki were knocked unconscious in time to prevent them from taking the pills. The rest of them were handed over to the secret guards to prevent them from taking the poison again after waking up.
After the unconsciousness wore off, these spies gradually regained their limbs and began to pry at their hands while gasping for breath. Blood and clear liquid flowed from the corners of their mouths along with the sound of difficulty breathing.
The spy, whose neck was choked by the trade wind, turned a deaf ear to the whispered questions and focused all his attention on his neck. He stared down with all his might and tried again and again to swallow the medicine that was sticking to the inner wall of his throat.
The lush branches above blocked out the bright light of the day, and the surroundings were as dark as night.
Xinfeng straightened the spy's head, reached out and dug out the pill from deep inside his throat. The wet and sticky white pill mixed with liquid dripped from his fingers. He frowned and raised his hand to look at it carefully in the light coming through the branches.
The pill above was engraved with a seal that was difficult to discern due to saliva, and the shape on it was blurred in the dim light.
"What the hell is this?"
After reading the letter, Xizhen flipped the note over, wrote a few words in reply, put it back into the mailbox, and fixed it to Crow's leg.
The spy who lost the pill sat silently on the ground, his eyes dull, as if his soul had been drained away, leaving only a rotting pale shell.
Everyone was silent. Song Chui had a blank expression on his face, and Xi Zhen's thoughts were hard to discern. No one could respond to him.
Xiao Yingzhu's instructions were very detailed, but the drug was too potent, and most of the fake guards were not captured alive. They slowly turned into a pool of blood and merged into the rotting bushes and grass.
Matsukipe silently and skillfully took the remaining pill out of the spy's throat and put it into the small bottle he carried with him.
"These pills." Xinfeng raised his eyes from the pill lingering on his fingertips, placed it into Songchui's small bottle, and whispered, "Did the master vaguely predict this?"
Xizhen watched the crow flapping its wings and flying up into the dark green sky. Just as he was about to answer him, a low murmur of restlessness suddenly arose around him, stopping his words at his lips.
As if because of the noisy and lonely crows, the spy who was sitting on the ground in a daze began to abnormally try to break free from the ropes that tied his hands behind his back, and began to twist and struggle on the ground.
"Knuckles live, knuckles die, flesh serves the crows, obeys the oracle, grants return to nature..."
"...Open the path to the gods for my Lord, and serve Him as an immortal! The meat will bring blessings, and blessings will be bestowed on thousands of families..."
"My leader...my leader still needs to listen to the will of heaven!"
The scattered and fragmented words sounded unclear. The spy tried hard to bend his body forward, laughing crazily as he bent and pulled his body forward, kneeling on the ground with his feet stepping on the mud in vain.
The clothes on their bodies were torn after the impromptu interrogation just now, revealing the uneven layers of skin underneath that had been cut by knives. They seemed to have no sense of pain and wanted to cut the ropes with their bodies. They didn't even feel the pain when the ropes were repeatedly rubbed into their bodies. The tree trunks that tied them up made slight cracking sounds from the futile pulling.
The tears streaming down the spy's face were mixed with his extremely happy expression. His dark pupils reflected the dark sky shaded by tall branches. The corners of his mouth were raised and wide open in a reckless smile, as if they were about to tear to his ears, and finally he kept banging his head on the solid tree roots as if he was kowtowing.
The dark red spots on the skin of the spies who swallowed the pills gradually seeped out of their skin and flowed into rivers of blood under their bodies.
Tradewind sighed.
Xiao Yingzhu did not give the order to ensure that they were kept alive, and since no one could stop these people who seemed to be mad as if they were sick, he might as well just take them back.
Xi Zhen, who was standing aside, stared at the face of one of the spies for a while, then turned his head thoughtfully to look at Xin Feng who was giving orders to the side. The other secret guards followed their orders and took the remaining living spies to the underground interrogation room for interrogation.
Xizhen's eyes darkened, he narrowed them slightly, and smiled without saying a word.
—
Liangdu Pharmacy
Yesterday, Jiang Nian finished explaining the new warehouse shift plan to the employees, and today they began to implement the rescheduled shifts.
The previous event held in the drugstore cleared out more than half of the stockpiled goods. The remaining products were all this year's stockpiles, which were rearranged again and placed in the storage room.
Xiao Shitou took a charcoal stick and marked the place where the floor cover needed to be placed. While doing so, he moved the straight and accurate wooden board downwards.
In order to avoid bumping into the goods or buyers in the pharmacy while moving the items, Jiang Nian specially posted a notice outside the pharmacy saying "The store will be closed early due to evening tidying up" and started moving the items at dusk.
Several handymen brought the purchased floor cover from the carpentry shop. Under Jiang Nian's personal supervision, they fixed and installed it according to the charcoal black marks on the ground. A small stone on the side assisted them. When everything was installed, it was pitch black outside the window.
The sign posted outside the drugstore was effective, and there were fewer people stopping at the drugstore's door during this time in the lobby than usual.
So even though the door of the drugstore was still open, several people standing outside guarding the store came in to help Xiao Shitou clean up the remaining wood chips that fell to the ground during the installation.
Outside, Uncle Xu was sitting behind the counter, flipping through today's account book under the oil lamp. It was quiet all around, with only the faint crackling sound of the burning light inside the lampshade.
Fuling was assigned by Jiang Nian to check the warehouse schedule and the newly revised production rules for the next few days, so she was not in the pharmacy.
Jiang Nian walked around the storage room, his eyes scanning the organized shelves. Just as he was about to take out the notebook in which he recorded the number of goods on the shelves to check again, the angry shouts and the noise of wooden chairs being pushed and pulled outside the storage room instantly broke the silence. Everyone's heart skipped a beat as they stopped what they were doing and looked towards the source of the sound.
The guard who was sweeping the wood chips into the ash hopper was closest to the door of the storage room and ran out first to check the situation. Thinking of the thief who had not appeared for several days, Jiang Nian put away the notebook in his hand and quickly followed the guard and Xiao Shitou.
The night wind outside the drugstore was slightly cool, and the oil lamps on the roadside were hanging in the air and swaying slowly. Uncle Xu was looking at the shadowy shadows ahead. When everyone rushed outside, the shadows had already disappeared into the depths of the night.
The matter of the thief was not told to outsiders, so the guards sent by Zhu Wang were unaware of it.
Turning around and seeing their concerned looks, Xu Bo sighed deeply and explained as he looked towards the end where the shadow disappeared, "Someone just tried to steal and I caught him red-handed."
Tonight, the oil lamps in the drugstore were not lit as brightly as usual, and the lamps on the side that were not needed were turned off. If people coming to the drugstore from the other side looked into the store, they would not be able to see Xu Bo sitting behind the counter due to the angle, and then they would sneak in to get something.
This explanation sounded reasonable, so the guards didn't pay much attention to it. Seeing that there wasn't much left to clean in the storage room, they returned to the front hall and asked to go home for the day off.
The thief who had not appeared for a long time showed up again. Jiang Nian was worried about this matter at the moment and was about to ask Xu Bo about the thief in detail. He immediately agreed to their request and went back to the store after seeing them return from the pharmacy.
There was no one around at the moment, so it was not a good idea to talk in the front hall. They had just returned to the warehouse where the table was placed, and Xiao Shitou, who had just cleaned up the remaining garbage in the storage room, came out, nodded at them, and asked to leave first.
Perhaps because he knew that the deeper one was involved, the deeper the consequences would be, Jiang Nian did not keep Xiao Shitou any longer when he saw that he wanted to leave. He watched Xiao Shitou leave the door before turning his gaze back to Xu Bo.
"Did you just see the suspicious person I mentioned earlier?"
Xu Bo recalled what he had seen, thought about it again and again, and felt a little hesitant.
"Yes, but the figure is not quite the same as the one the girl described. It seems to be taller."
"no the same?"
Jiang Nian lowered his eyes in thought.
"So, is he wandering around outside?"
"Yes, like to confirm if anyone is there."
The thief's purpose was very obvious before, but today he suddenly changed his angle of theft. Why?
Is it because they have added more patrol personnel to the warehouse and started implementing rotations to ensure that no one is missed during the inspection?
But I always feel that there is something wrong with the logic...
If he had a strong sense of purpose from the beginning, even if the shift system was strengthened, he would still stick to the warehouse instead of the store.
Besides, there really isn't any insect repellent recipe here in the store.
He was so cautious the first two times, but this time he was caught red-handed, as if he had suddenly become clumsy.
While he was lost in thought, there were suddenly some noises coming from outside the pharmacy.
Seeing the person coming, Jiang Nian suddenly widened his eyes slightly.
"Why are you here, sir?"
Xiao Yingzhu raised her hand to lift the curtain beside her, lowered her eyes and looked indifferently at the surprised Jiang Nian, with a casual expression.
"Miss Jiang means... I can't come at this time?"
His heart, which was tense due to the sudden strange noise, suddenly calmed down after hearing Xiao Yingzhu's casual teasing.
Jiang Nian breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly felt like chatting with Xiao Yingzhu, so he smiled and invited him.
"This place is simple, I hope you can forgive me."
Xiao Yingzhu snorted and laughed when he heard her words, walked to the empty seat next to Jiang Nian, pulled out the chair, and raised his eyes.
"How come I didn't know that Miss Jiang still cares about this?"
Uncle Xu, who was sitting next to them, straightened his body and added another cup of tea to the table while Jiang Nian and Xiao Yingzhu were talking back and forth.
Because there was no opportunity to interrupt, Xu Bo had not yet greeted Xiao Yingzhu, which made him feel a little uneasy.
Noticing the expression of Xu Bo across the table, Jiang Nian changed the subject and brought in business, allowing Xu Bo to participate in the conversation.
"Back to the point, your timing is quite fortuitous..."
She paused slightly.
"We are just about to begin talking about the thief. Your Excellency has guessed it, right?"
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