The Great Tang: World Martial God

Tomorrow, find a ladder and take a good look at the roof. Tang Hao made a plan and started winding silk threads in the room, hanging a small bell next to the pillow.

When the sun was shining on the window, someone knocked on the door. Tang Hao opened the door and saw Duan Hong standing outside. Tang Hao punched this guy’s nose with a punch. He didn’t expect to be able to hit this time. To him.

Tang Hao has done this kind of thing countless times and has never succeeded. But this time, Tang Hao's fist hit Duan Hong's nose hard. Tang Hao could even hear the sound of a broken nose bone.

The nose of a master is also soft, and a heavy punch will collapse, causing a long nosebleed. Duan Hong didn't care about his nose, but asked Tang Hao in surprise, "You slept last night. When you went to bed at night, nothing strange happened?"

"Who said no? I cooked a pot of Diao Hu rice last night, stewed a few fishes, and even took a supper with supper. Isn't it strange that the general needs to cook by himself?" Tang Hao said disapprovingly .

Duan Hong grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his nostril, pinched and lifted his hand on his nose, and the flat nose became straight again. He went to the house and checked it carefully, and found no abnormalities, his hands were stuffed into the bed, and there was a trace of residual heat.

"Tang Hao, listen, it's really dangerous there." Duan Hong glanced at Tang Hao and said softly.

Qujiang, the broken reeds on the banks of the river, head down towards the ice, and you can vaguely see the small fish below. The small hole that broke open yesterday was blown by the cold wind all night, and it was frozen hard again. Tang Hao took out the knife and continued to break the ice.

After breaking another small opening, Tang Hao found that the little fish under the ice layer seemed to have been frozen. They moved very slowly. Two of them had already sunk in the shallow water bottom and were motionless.

Tang Hao laughed, plugged in four or five pieces of bamboo wool, and then went to find millet. Duan Hong said nothing behind him, and then went back to the house.

After closing the door, Tang Hao picked out a fish with his chopsticks and dissected it a little bit, first the skin, and then the meat. After a while, the last trace of fish on the bones was also removed. Seeing Tang Hao's face was nervous, Duan Hong couldn't help but twitch. Watching him cut the big bones of the fish with a knife, the knife seemed to be resisted. .

Tang Hao breathed a long sigh of relief, put his handkerchief on it, and broke the bones of the fish. There was nothing but a thin steel needle inside.

"Let me **** you with this needle." Tang Hao turned his head and said to Duan Hong. Without seeing Duan Hong getting up, his men rowed out three feet away with the stool. Idiots know that the things found in fish bones are not good.

Tang Hao did the same, and pulled out a blue barking steel needle from the bone of another fish.

In this way, the two steel needles were placed side by side in front of General Zhen Guo. He propped his chin and kept shaking his head. If anyone wanted to assassinate himself last night, 80 of them would be gone.

But if you don't want to kill people, how does the steel needle explain it?

"General, let me take these two steel needles back. The old worshippers in the palace will know what it is and who used it." Duan Hong said to Tang Hao cautiously.

"No need. I know who put the steel needle into the fish bone. I just don't want to pierce it." Tang Hao's expression became cold and serious.

"I feel that these two steel needles are poisonous and should be a kind of synthetic poison. With only one steel needle, this fish can't eat bad people. You might have trouble eating two fish. I bet this synthetic poison will not kill you. People, take it back and let the worshippers do the experiment. If you can’t kill anyone, you can ring the evening bell less tonight. If you poison someone to death, the evening bell will ring normally."

Tang Hao carefully ordered Duan Hong to act calmly.

"I'm ready."

Duan Hong didn't understand it for a while, and asked strangely: "How do you prepare?"

"Wow, what else can you do? If the poison is not dead, it means that this is an intellectual game. As long as it is smart enough, it will be fine if you play it. But if you are poisoned to death, it means that people want to kill, I don’t Run, wait for the knife, go quickly."

"You haven't said who put the poisoned needles. You have finally made a breakthrough in these years. You died and became a mystery." Duan Hong also wanted to argue with Tang Hao in a low voice, but he was pushed and pushed. Drove out the door.

Tang Hao recovered his previous calm and sat in front of the window to continue reading the Book of Rites.

I don't know if his eyes are dazzling. A dark red bag at the foot of the bed suddenly squirmed. Tang Hao quickly put on the deerskin gloves and picked up the bag from under the bed to take a look. Unexpectedly, the belt would move.

He grabbed the strap and picked it up and turned it over. There were two tiny mice sewn side by side on the strap. There was not much blood on the mice. The two escaping mice couldn't keep the same, so Then he walked from left to right, and walked forward and backward.

If you can't see the mouse, you think the dark red band is dancing.