puff!

The lights in the house suddenly went out, and the field of vision suddenly became pitch black.

Faced with the accident, the housekeeper was not panicked. He closed his eyes and opened them to adapt to the changes in the light.

At the same time, he followed the direction in his memory and came to the direction where the young master was tied up just now.

He groped downwards and touched the fabric and ropes.

But before the housekeeper had time to be happy, he heard Peng's voice, and the "Young Master" in front of him exploded.

Unknown dust flies everywhere, with a strange fragrance.

Although he held his breath in time, he still sucked in some, and his eyes began to feel hot and painful.

There is lime powder inside!

The butler was furious and was about to rush out to settle the score with the masked man.

"court death!"

But before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of breaking through the air and the sound of chains sliding from his head.

Bang!

A heavy object landed on the ground.

The housekeeper felt that he was covered in something, and there seemed to be some obstacles ahead.

He slowly stepped forward to test and touched a slippery iron railing.

This is an iron cage.

The housekeeper was about to move when a torch suddenly lit up in the room.

Taking advantage of the light of the torch, the housekeeper did not dare to move because he saw that the iron cage railing was covered with tincture oil.

And his body was also full of tinea oil at this moment, dripping down the corner of his clothes, stepping on a mimeogram.

At this moment, there was only a slight bit of Mars, which was enough to turn him into a torchman.

Although he has been practicing martial arts for many years and is powerful, he is still a physical body that is burned by fire and will turn into barbecue.

“Okay, very good.”

Looking at the masked man holding the torch and appearing again, the housekeeper laughed instead of anger:

"I have been in war for half my life and have been walking in the world for many years, but I didn't expect to get into such a path.

Who are you? What do you want to do? Where is my young master?"

The young master just now was replaced with a doll and even made him look pink. At this moment, in addition to his burning pain in his eyes, his qi and blood in his body also began to stagnate.

There is poison in the powder!

The masked man said, "Please wait, old man, you will see your young master soon."

The butler snorted coldly: "Since it falls into your hands, you will kill and cut it, so I will listen to the emperor."

Even though he said so, he also secretly ran his internal energy, aroused his blood and wanted to dry the turbid oil on his body surface.

As long as he can delay the spontaneous combustion for a while, he has some way to escape.

What's more, there are helpers he hired outside.

The masked man stopped talking, but just held a torch, and sparks exploded from time to time, making the butler's eyes narrowed.

...

Outside the house.

An old man with a gloomy face heard the movement and immediately climbed over the courtyard wall, but found someone waiting for him behind the wall.

"Young Master!"

The old man was suddenly shocked.

Jiang Shang sighed softly: "Uncle Fu, I didn't expect it to be you."

This person is the chef in the back kitchen of Jiangzhai, named Li Youfu, who was recruited by the butler himself after coming to Qingyang County.

He is usually taciturn and good at Beijing-style dishes. He tastes very good in cooking and is often praised by his original body to have the taste of his hometown.

The old man was about to say something when he heard Jiang Shang say:

"Since you've come, don't leave. Let's accompany me to meet Uncle Zhong."

After saying that, Jiang Shang had already taken action.

I saw his steps fast and his palms flew, which was the eight-step quick strike in the iron sand palm.

The old man missed the first move, and the opponent was his young master who had been missing for many days, so he couldn't react for a while.

He was still shouting, "Young Master, are there any misunderstandings?"

He tried to explain what.

But Jiang Shang's tricks have already arrived.

The old man had to take the initiative, thinking about controlling the young master first and seeing what was going on.

But as soon as he took over, he found that he was wrong, and it was ridiculously wrong.

This is not the palm power that his young master who has never practiced martial arts since childhood. His palms fell as fast as the wind, and each palm was filled with vigorous force, pressing down like a mountain.

But after taking three palms, he was printed on his chest with a palm flying across his body, smashing the courtyard wall directly.

He was about to get up when he saw a figure falling from the sky, his palms like eagle claws, and he grabbed one of his arms.

Before he could react, he had several palms and even interrupted all his hands and feet.

The old man just got a palm, his hands and feet were interrupted again, and he immediately squirted out a mouthful of blood and shouted hoarsely:

"You are not my young master, who are you?"

"It seems that I am looking up to you."

I thought it would take some trouble and even had to use my own special abilities, but I didn't expect it to be so easy.

However, judging from the battle just now, Uncle Fu is actually not weak. He is a senior acquired martial artist, just a little worse than Lu Zheng.

The reason why I am so easy to be subdued is that I am too strong.

Jiang Shang sighed in his heart that the strong is lonely.

Then he picked up the old man and took it back to the yard with a bundle of vegetables effortlessly.

...

The butler heard the screams outside the house, looked anxious and shouted outside:

"Old Fu, how are you? Where is the young master? What exactly happened?"

Bang!

The door of the house was knocked open and a person with twisted hands and feet was thrown in.

The housekeeper looked closely and found that it was his old comrade Li Youfu. Seeing his tragic situation of his hands and feet being broken, he couldn't help but be angry:

"Who is it?! Who hurts you like this?"

"Don't you dare to do it?"

"Get out!"

Jiang Shang walked in and heard the butler's scream. He couldn't help but touch his nose, coughed a few times and said, "It's me."

"Young Master!"

The housekeeper was stunned.

The old man beside him shouted in pain: "He is not a young master, he is disguised as a slander. Lao Li, we are all trapped."

When the old brother said, the housekeeper's thoughts changed.

Is it my uncle's opponent? Or Yuan Buwei? Where has the young master gone again?

Jiang Shang looked at the butler through the cage: "Uncle Zhong, can't you even recognize me?"

"Young Master..."

The butler looked closely and his voice began to hesitate, and then became firm.

"It's really you!"

He grabbed the railing with both hands, and said a little unbelievable:

"Why? Why do you do this?!"

Jiang Shang said lightly: "I have a few questions to ask you, so I have to trick you into this way."

"As for these traps, it's still Bo Zhong that you have given me too deep, which makes me have to use all the means I can think of on you."

"Now it seems that I'm just trying to do this."

The housekeeper couldn't help but feel shocked. Looking at his young master with a calm expression, he felt very strange.

However, in just over twenty days, the young master seemed to have changed his own person.

"Young Master, you...what do you want to ask the old servant, why do you need to use this method?

Lao Fu is also the one sent by Uncle to secretly protect you. If you hurt him like this, how can I explain to Uncle in the future?”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shang smiled faintly, waved to the back, and the masked man behind him brought a chair.

Jiang Shang sat up and his tone suddenly became low.
Chapter completed!