"It's me, I'm here to save you." Xiang Nan said to Lu Zhaopeng.

"This is a prison cell, how can you save me?" Lu Zhaopeng asked doubtfully.

He lost too much blood and was seriously injured, which caused a high fever. He is not very clear-headed now.

I haven't figured it out yet, but since Xiang Nan can come in, he can naturally get out.

"Don't worry." Xiang Nan smiled, then took out the black iron kitchen knife, first cut off the handcuffs and shackles on his body, then gathered all his strength, and struck the prison wall fiercely with the [Exalt Dragon Has Regret]

superior.

There was a loud boom, like a dynamite explosion, and a big hole was broken in the wall.

Xiang Nan then put Lu Zhaopeng on his back, jumped out of the prison, and returned to Bailuyuan at an extremely fast speed.

The journey was very fast, covering more than 40 miles, and in less than a stick of incense, we were already there.

After entering the Laozu Temple, Xiang Nan placed Lu Zhaopeng in the backyard hall, then helped him apply medicine, heal his injuries, and used Qi to heal his injuries.

Fortunately, although Lu Zhaopeng was severely beaten, the wounds were mostly flesh and blood, so it was relatively easy to treat.

Soon, his injuries eased, and his high fever also subsided a lot.

"Hei Wa, I kind of believe you are a god." Lu Zhaopeng smiled at Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan had previously spoken accurately about the Song-Suppressing Army's siege of Xi'an City, so it was assumed that he had a secret information channel about that matter.

However, the two-year drought was a natural disaster that no one could predict in advance, but Xiang Nan was right about it, which is a bit incredible.

Just now, Xiang Nan pushed through the thick brick wall with his palms, which was beyond his imagination. So now he doubted whether Xiang Nan was a god or not.

"Don't think nonsense, I'm not a god, I just know how to do some kung fu." Xiang Nan waved his hands and said, "There is no savior in this world, nor does it depend on a god or emperor. You must stick to your faith and don't waver in any way."

"Have you heard of "The Internationale" too?" Lu Zhaopeng said in surprise.

Xiang Nan smiled and said, "I have read your books, I admire your ideas, and I also believe that your ideals will eventually be realized. However, my consciousness is too low, and my thoughts are too vulgar, and I cannot achieve what you can do."

The realm of sacrificing myself to save all mankind. So I can’t be you, I can only help you a little."

"You are already amazing for being able to distribute precious food to everyone in a year of great disaster." Lu Zhaopeng waved his hand and praised.

This is a righteous act to save the lives of the entire village, and it is worthy of praise no matter what.

"Okay, no need to praise me. You can have a good rest." Xiang Nan said, "If you need anything, just come to me."

"Thank you." Lu Zhaopeng nodded, "By the way, Hei Wa, I really have something to ask you. Can you send me a letter?"

The comrades still don't know that he has been rescued, and may still be thinking of ways to rescue him. If they do so, not only will their efforts be in vain, but they may also expose the organization.

So he must seize the time and send out the news of the rescue.

"No problem." Xiang Nan nodded.

Later, Lu Zhaopeng told him a contact point. It was a one-time contact point and would be discarded after being used once, so he was not afraid that Xiang Nan would leak the secret.

Xiang Nan hurried back to Zishui County and saw that the entire city was under martial law and searching for Lu Zhaopeng who had escaped from prison.

Of course, the pretense was not to hunt down Lu Zhaopeng, but to track down profiteers who illegally hoarded grain.

Xiang Nan quickly left a note at the contact point and stamped it.

Lu Zhaopeng's comrades also received the news immediately. After learning that he had been rescued, they were very surprised and happy.

They originally thought that this comrade would be sacrificed. Unexpectedly, he was able to escape from death. It was a great blessing.

…

Two days later, Xiang Nan was distributing food in the temple when he heard a noise outside the temple.

He walked out and saw Yue Weishan coming with a team of people.

"Hey, you are really a rare visitor." Xiang Nan was slightly startled, then cupped his hands and said, "Why does Secretary Yue have time to come to my small temple? Does he know that my small temple gives up food every day and comes to deliver food to me?

Did you give me the banner?"

"Sir, you want food, but I really don't have any. If you want banners, I will talk to the province and give you a few more." Upon hearing this, Yue Weishan immediately laughed.

"Since you are not sending food or banners, then why are you here?" Xiang Nan asked again.

"A prisoner was robbed in Zishui County Prison the night before yesterday. Does Sir know?" Yue Weishan asked.

Xiang Nan shook his head, "I haven't heard of it."

"Didn't you say that Mr. Mister is a master of scheming and foresight, and he doesn't know about such a big thing?" Yue Weishan said with a smile.

"A miraculous calculation and a foretelling of the future?! I have never said that before." Xiang Nan waved his hands and said, "I just know a little about astronomy, geography, and boxing skills. How can I call it a miraculous calculation and a foretelling of the future?"

"So, sir, you really know nothing about this matter?" Yue Weishan asked.

"Of course." Xiang Nan nodded, "There are as many things in the world as the number of sands in the Ganges. At this moment, I don't know how many things are happening, and I don't know how many people will die. I don't know how to know them all."

"Well, it seems I'm taking the liberty of coming down here." Yue Weishan nodded, then smiled and said, "Sir, I would like to drop by the temple to burn incense, can you allow it?"

"The small temple has been closed for a long time, but since you are interested, please invite me." Xiang Nan nodded, "However, the Laozu Temple is a pure place, and you are only allowed to enter by yourself, how about it?"

Yue Weishan was stunned, considered for a moment, and then nodded, "Sir, please lead the way."

Xiang Nan then led Yue Weishan into the woods.

…

As soon as he entered the woods, Yue Weishan felt as if he had entered a maze. There were roads in front, back, left, right, and in all directions, and he didn't know how to go.

He saw Xiang Nan leading him around here and there, going left and right.

Yue Weishan wanted to memorize the route carefully at first, but after a while he was confused.

After walking for a while, they still didn't arrive. Yue Weishan was about to ask when his eyes suddenly opened up and he saw the Laozu Temple right in front of him, which surprised him.

Because just a moment ago, he could not see the Laozu Temple, but with one step, he had already arrived in front of the temple gate.

It was as if he had been beaten against the wall by ghosts before. He couldn't see the Laozu Temple, which was clearly right in front of him, and kept wandering around.

"It's so amazing, sir, what kind of formation is this?" Yue Weishan couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Have you ever read "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"?" Xiang Nan asked.

"I've seen it a little bit." Yue Weishan was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"Since you have read it, you should know the story of Chapter 84 "Lu Xun's camp burned for seven hundred miles, and Kong Ming cleverly laid out eight formations." Xiang Nan explained, "My formation is also based on Zhuge Kongming's eight formations.

It has evolved, although it is still far behind Mr. Zhuge, but it can easily trap four to five thousand people."

After hearing this, Yue Weishan was speechless.
Chapter completed!