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Chapter 85 Killing on Zhongnan Mountain (please collect, please recommend tickets)

Chapter 85 Killing on Zhongnan Mountain (please collect, please recommend tickets)

With the consistent nature of the Mongolian military, whenever they want to deal with someone, they will first use someone from the opposing side.

Originally, Wang Yang had always wondered if this person would be Zhao Zhijing?This guy has a low character and has a criminal record in the novel, so he has to guard against it.However, under his secret observation, the current Zhao Zhijing knew that it was hopeless to succeed him as the head teacher, so he became even more obedient than his grandson.

Who would that be?

Wang Yang knew that this spy would definitely contact the Mongols in the near future, so he kept observing secretly.Sure enough, this person was finally captured on the spot today.

Unexpectedly, this person was actually Zhang Zhiguang.

Zhang Zhiguang is one of Hao Datong's disciples, he doesn't show his face, he doesn't show his face, he is a very ordinary person, the kind who won't be recognized among the crowd.

He has a gentle personality and a warm heart. When Wang Yang came to Quanzhen Sect, it was thanks to him who took care of him all the time.

Wang Yang was very surprised. On second thought, it was precisely because Zhang Zhiguang was so ordinary and popular that he was not easy to be discovered when he was a spy.If he hadn't caught it today, Wang Yang would have never thought it would be this person.

Surprised, Wang Yang snatched the note from Zhang Zhiguang's hand.

Unfolding the note, he saw that the writing on it was not Chinese characters, but... Although he couldn't read it, it was probably Mongolian.

Wang Yang said: "I didn't expect you to understand Mongolian characters. This traitor really worked hard."

"I am originally a Mongolian." Zhang Zhiguang said silently: "When I was very young, I was assigned to Zhongnan Mountain as an undercover agent. I have been keeping a low profile these years, fearing that people would find out. I never thought that today I am still..."

Wang Yang was surprised.

Calculated according to the timeline, Mongolia and Song Dynasty were still allies, so they sent Zhang Zhiguang to Quanzhen as an undercover agent.

"What does the Mongolian text on it mean?"

Seeing that Zhang Zhiguang was silent, Wang Yang said coldly: "It seems that some of the disciples of Quanzhen Sect also understand Mongolian. It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, I can ask them."

Zhang Zhiguang knew that he couldn't hide it, so he said, "Uly Temur told me to poison me tomorrow morning."

Poisoned?

That Zhang Zhiguang was in charge of the kitchen, it was indeed very easy to poison the food.It is said that Zhang Zhiguang asked to be transferred to the kitchen on his own initiative.Everyone thought that he was used to hard work, and no one became suspicious.Who would have thought that he was hiding evil intentions in doing so.

It's chilling to think about a Mongolian spy who is in charge of the Quanzhen sect's diet.

Wang Yang asked: "What kind of poison do you want to inflict?"

There are many types of poisons, some are moderately toxic, and some are highly toxic.

Zhang Zhiguang kept silent.

Wang Yang took off the paper roll tied to the pigeon's leg, and saw Zhang Zhiguang's expression changed, he seemed very nervous.Wang Yang glanced at him, unfolded the note and looked, and saw that it was written in Chinese characters.

"Why don't you write in Mongolian?" Wang Yang asked casually.

Zhang Zhiguang looked a little embarrassed, and said: "I have been away from my hometown for so many years, I can no longer write, and I can't speak Mongolian well, so I can only... barely understand it."

Wang Yang nodded. Human language is inherently related to the environment.

I saw that what was written on the note was all about the current situation of Quanzhen Sect these days, such as Ma Yu's death, Wang Yang's appointment as the honorary head teacher, and the matter of poisoning.

Poison is Mongolian sweat medicine.

Strictly speaking, Mongolian sweat medicine is not poisonous, it just makes people unconscious for a short time.

This is not difficult to understand, highly poisonous, not easy to get.Besides, there are so many people in the Quanzhen Sect, and it is easy to arouse suspicion if they have to prepare enough poison.

Moreover, some masters with profound internal strength can detect the poison in food immediately and force it out with internal strength.

In contrast, Mongolian sweat medicine is much more applicable.There is no need for much weight, just add a little in the diet, it is colorless and tasteless, and it is difficult to detect.Once swallowed, it will quickly enter a faint.

After Wang Yang read the note, he rolled it up again and tied it to the pigeon's leg.

The carrier pigeon was only stunned by him, but did not die.After doing all this, I patted its head lightly, and immediately woke up.Then, Wang Yang released the pigeon.

If Ure Temur could not receive the pigeons, it would certainly arouse suspicion.

At this time, a plan was already brewing in Wang Yang's mind - he would do whatever he could, and naturally he didn't want to arouse the other party's suspicion.

Zhang Zhiguang obviously also saw Wang Yang's thoughts, sighed, and said: "You are really thoughtful, with you in the Quanzhen Sect, I am afraid it will be difficult to be destroyed."

Wang Yang said indifferently: "You should think about yourself."

"Me?" Zhang Zhiguang's eyes suddenly dimmed a lot. He pondered for a moment and said, "Wang Yang, in all fairness, how have I treated you all these years?"

"Treat me very well."

Wang Yang nodded affirmatively without hesitation, and then a series of pictures appeared in his mind, and he said lightly: "I remember when I fainted in front of the Quanzhen Sect, you carried me back, and you took the food one bite at a time. You fed me water and water, and you were the one who took me in. Then Zhao Zhijing wanted to drive me away, and you begged me so hard. You have taken care of me all these years, and I will always remember these kindnesses in my heart."

There was a hint of relief in Zhang Zhiguang's eyes, and he said, "You still have a conscience."

Wang Yang looked at the other party and asked tentatively: "You, don't you want me to let you go?"

Zhang Zhiguang smiled wryly and said: "When I was selected to go to Zhongnan Mountain, I knew that such a day would come, and I didn't expect to go back alive. Death is nothing to me, it's just... If I'm not a Mongolian, I should die." How good it is, so that I can really integrate into Quanzhen, I am ashamed of my master's teachings, ashamed of my trust in those senior brothers, Wang Yang, my only wish at this moment is not to take me to see my master, and Don't see anyone from Quanzhen Sect, just let me die quietly."

"Please, is that okay?" Zhang Zhiguang's eyes were full of helplessness and begging.

Wang Yang was silent for a while, and then unlocked Zhang Zhiguang's acupuncture points, handed a dagger to his hand, then turned around, and walked slowly into the distance.

After a while, I heard the sound of "thumping" and the body fell to the ground behind me.

Wang Yang's heart is very heavy at this moment, and it is also full of strong anger.Ure Temur, don't you want to kill me Quanzhen?Come on, I want all of you to come and go.

The gray homing pigeon spread its wings and flew all the way, landed in front of a tent, was grabbed, took off the paper roll on its leg, then got into the tent, and handed it to a general in armor.

The general unfolded the note and looked at it, then laughed loudly and said: "Okay, okay, the soldiers obey the order and kill Zhongnan Mountain!"

(End of this chapter)