The first rich son-in-law

Chapter 2293 The Mysterious Old Man

Reed!

Jiang Beichen made a move and directly sealed the acupuncture points of several people.

The scene fell silent for an instant.

Jiang Beichen glanced at the prisoners with a cold look.

"Shut up, all of you, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't even be able to eat in prison!"

Jiang Beichen's eyes were so terrifying, even though these were criminals who committed the most heinous crimes, Jiang Beichen was immediately overwhelmed.There was a look of fear in his eyes.

Seeing that no one dared to shout anymore, Jiang Beichen took Qinglin and the two of them quickly inside.

They must find Tsing Yi and the others quickly, otherwise it may be too late if they are discovered.

However, finally in the innermost part of the dungeon, the three of Jiang Beichen found Tsing Yi.

This is a dark and damp prison cell with mouse feces in it, and the sanitary conditions are extremely poor. Dozens of emaciated girls are hiding in the corners and trembling with their heads in their hands.

And the biggest among them, the unkempt girl in a wedding dress, burst into tears when she saw a few people.

"Brother, Brother Jiang, Sister Tang, am I dreaming? You have finally come to save me!" Tsing Yi couldn't help but choked up with excitement.

These days, she has encountered too much.

From then on, he watched his father Qinggang die in front of him.

He realized that he was being regarded as the object of a yin marriage and forced to worship the heaven and earth with Liao Ming.

Then he was dug out of the grave and taken to the sky prison of the Blood Witch Clan.

Frightened, sad, and desperate, she didn't know how she survived for several days and nights in this dark prison.

"Sister! Sister! Don't worry, brother will rescue you right now!" Qinglin was extremely excited, and hurried forward to break the shackles of the cell.

But he tried his best, but still failed.

Jiang Beichen stepped forward quickly, and said with flickering eyes: "This is Beiming black iron, which is difficult to cut with ordinary sharp weapons!"

"What should I do?" Tang Zhiruo thought of something.He hurriedly ran to the other side and searched all over the prisoner's body.I thought I could find the key.

But I don't want to miscalculate, the key is not with the prison head at all.

Tsing Yi kept biting her red lips, and said bitterly, "Brother Jiang, don't waste your efforts, these people are just working for the priests, and the keys don't belong to them at all!"

"I come!"

Jiang Beichen secretly mobilized his strength, preparing to break the door lock with absolute force.

And at this moment, an old and joking voice suddenly came from a nearby prison, "Young man, I advise you not to do that!"

Jiang Beichen frowned, turned his head slowly, and saw a white-haired old man sitting on the straw mat in the prison.

About 60 years old, with a goatee, thin and thin, but his eyes are unusually hale and hearty.

Jiang Beichen couldn't help frowning, and asked, "Who are you, and why do you say that?"

Intuition told him that this old man was not simple, he was definitely not a passerby.

Sure enough, the old man sneered slightly, and said with some pride: "Why do I know? Hehe, this entire city of the Blood Witch Clan was built by people from our Mohist lineage. How do you think I would know!"

"Mohist?" Jiang Beichen's eyes moved slightly.

The Mohists, in history, can be said to be famous leaders in the field of crafty mechanisms.

Mozi, the founder of Kaipai, is a very famous one among the hundreds of schools of thought.

And his propositions of non-aggression and love, although not as famous as the way of Confucius and Mencius, were also very popular at that time.

Even many kings regarded him as a guest of honor.

As far as Jiang Beichen is concerned, the historical figures he admires the most are Mozi, who is good at craftsmanship, and the other is Guiguzi. Both of them have had a profound influence on him.

"It turns out to be the senior of the Mohists!" Jiang Beichen hurried forward and bowed.He didn't doubt the other party's words at all. At his current level, once his eyes were opened, he could see through a person.

He knew that the old man in front of him would not lie.

It just made him wonder why, as a descendant of the Mohist family, he would appear in the sky prison of the Blood Witch Clan.

Seeing Jiang Beichen's respectful attitude, the old man's face softened a little. Just as he was about to speak, at this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside.

His complexion changed suddenly, and he quickly said: "This is not a place to talk, I am waiting for you here, since you are here, it means that the bastards of the Blood Witch Clan are exhausted!"

"Even if the old man is desperate, he will never let these bastards succeed!" The old man couldn't help laughing wildly.

Immediately, he quickly lowered his head and shouted at Jiang Beichen with a serious face, "Young man, do you understand Qimen gossip?"

"Know a thing or two!" Jiang Beichen nodded quickly.

"What one or two, why are you so humble at this time!"

"..."

"Listen to my command!"

The old man looked serious, and shouted loudly: "At this moment, use the blue bricks under your feet as an astrolabe, and walk according to the eight trigrams!"

"If there is an eight-point danger in closing the door, there will be no Yangyang eight trigrams, Kanli Zhendui will be divided into four images, and the universe will be contained!"

After hearing the old man's words, Jiang Beichen's eyes lit up, and an astrolabe appeared in his mind, and his steps immediately moved towards the blue bricks.