There was a faint sound of heavy objects shaking in the forest. It seemed that something huge was coming out of the forest. Cheng Zongyang frowned slightly, and held the hilt of the knife with one hand and looked like a dark night. Fortunately, with his current eyesight, a faint starlight was enough to make him see many things getting closer and closer. Then a war horse that was as powerful as a dragon jumped out from the branches and jumped to the unconscious boy. Then he lowered his head, stretched out his thick tongue to lick his cheek, trying to awaken his master.
Cheng Zongyang finally made up his mind to let go of the underage version of Lu Fengxian. At this moment, he looked at the magical war horse and couldn't help but feel moved, but in the end he just shrugged regretfully. After all, it was the legendary red rabbit horse. It was too magical. He was really not sure that he could pull it away from his master.
Cheng Zongyang put the Red Rabbit Horse and Lu Feng behind his head, no longer thought about it, and then said: I think something is wrong
Tang Jichen never showed up, but waited for four elite Han troops. Cheng Zongyang became more and more uneasy as he thought about it. I want to go back and see if something happened.
Don't worry! Old Man Zhu stopped him with a cautious look on his face
The enemy is in great power, be careful to come and ambush and wait for the uncle to find a clear way for you!
Old man Zhu bent down and took off a torn shoe, put it in his hand and shook it a few times, then threw it to the ground, pointed to the direction of the tip of the shoe and said confidently: It’s right to walk along the shoe!
It's now, the dead old man is still playing tricks, Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but get angry. He was about to kick his broken shoes away, but he saw Old Man Zhu suddenly bent down, stuck his butt and grabbed a few handfuls of soil, stuffed them into his broken shoes that were almost rotten. Then he raised them over his head and put them on his head. Then he picked up a dead branch, held it with one hand, straightened the pillar in front of him, untied his belt with the other hand, and urinated on his dirty barefoot.
The night wind entered the forest, making a low sound like a sob. Old Man Zhu made a series of strange actions, which instantly disappeared. He felt a cold chill winding up from behind like a poisonous snake. When the night wind blew, he bursts of creepy.
Old guy, are you crazy?
Shh... Old man Zhu shrewd with a serious expression on his face
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The flames are reflected in the valley, and the small town at the entrance of the mountain pass has been surrounded by fire. The Marquis of Xiangyi, Lu Ji, sat in the carriage, looked at the flying flames, his face was gloomy as if it was about to rain. Tonight's action did not require Lu Ji to come forward. He just had a whim, holding the hunting heart and thinking of killing the killer from Qingzhou as his prey. Unexpectedly, he used four elite Han troops and his own death soldiers, but still let the killer escape.
The last sergeant who was following him also returned in vain. Lu Ji slapped the table with a palm. The gold wine goblet on the table rolled down, and the wine was poured on the table.
Uncle calmed down, Lu Jujun said calmly: Although the main culprit surnamed Bao escaped, he left two corpses and his nephew invited the Mingfu Master has used the secret technique of searching the soul, and they can find out their origins in at most one hour.
What kind of secret technique of soul searching! Lu Ji scolded: Others say that you are wise and studious, but you are a bit convinced of these witchcraft things!
Lu Ji was angry, and Lu Jujun didn't argue, and said warmly: Uncle taught me a lesson.
Lu Ji said: It is precisely because you are my nephew that I taught you a lesson that witchcraft is a technique, not a Tao, only it can be used, but it cannot be trusted. Do you understand?
Yes, Lu Jujun bowed respectfully to show his respect
What about Fengxian?
Fengxian chased the bandits into the mountain, but before he came back, Mrs. Hu had already gone to search for her.
When he heard Mrs. Hu, Lu Ji's expression was slightly cleared and said to Lu Jujun: I asked you brothers to come here, just to let you learn what to do, so as not to become the greedy gentleman of a slut, and beheaded for five generations. Some families of aristocratic families don't even dare to kill chickens. What's the use of that kind of waste!
Thank you for your teachings
The prison slave Qin Palace reminded: Marquis, it’s time to go back tonight, it’s the Crouching Tiger on duty.
The fat meat on Lu Ji's face twitched. Dong Xuan is now a captain of the Sili School, but he is also a Luodu Ling, and he is still on the night as he was the city gate. However, the scope of the inspection extends from the city gate to the entire Luodu City. These days, there are quite a lot of powerful people who bump into him. They all follow the rules, sticks or beats, and none of them are light. For a time, the powerful people in the city restrained a lot.
Jiang Chong!
An envoy wearing an embroidered suit came forward and bowed: Junhou
Sister, I will leave the matter to you, I will do it very well
As the messenger of embroidered clothes, Jiang Chong is tall and has a good appearance. He bows slightly when he hears this and agrees.
The carriage was rumbling away, Jiang Chong turned around and said to the Hu Wushou behind him: Please, please don't worry, everyone
A braided witch grabbed a lamb, and the sharp blade with his right hand flashed slightly, and cut the lamb from his throat to his abdomen. Then he reached into the lamb's belly, pulled out the warm internal organs, and looked carefully at the beating light on the torch for a while. He picked the lamb's liver, carefully cut it open, and held it in front of the blind old man.
The old man Huqin used his thin fingers to strode the blood vessels on his liver. The princess in his throat made a sound, making a series of indistinguishable sounds like a dream. Several Huwus listened carefully. It was not until the old man Huqin finished reciting that he threw the cut-open liver into the fire.
The scorched smoke rose from the fire, which was disgusting. The soldiers around couldn't help but turn their backs to cover their noses. Only Lu Jujun and Jiang Chong remained silent, with gentle smiles on their faces.
Waiting for the lamb's liver to turn into ashes, Lu Jujun said: I dare to ask the great witch, where is that man now?
The leader Hu Wu said: Beim
Jiang Chong explained to Lu Jujun: There is no place for people to live in, and they have been around the streets and alleys in the city for a while. The previous seven divination times were different, but this was the second time in Beim.
Lu Jujun said: But is you worshiping the tomb of Prince Li?
Jiang Chong said: I have to ask the big witch
The old man with blind eyes was chanting in Hu language, and the braided Hu Wu said one by one: Thank you Qingqiong for giving me wisdom... Let my eyes penetrate the fog and see the truth... I saw that the man's head was covered with soil, his feet were soaked in running water, and his body was trapped among the branches of poplar trees...
Lu Jujun and Jiang Chong looked at each other, and Jiang Chong said: Are you immersed in water and covered with soil? Are you dead?
No, Lu Jujun said: That old thief would never die so easily, probably because he used some confusing spells.
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Old man Zhu threw away the branches, picked up his pants, tied his belt around his pants, then knocked off the soil in his shoes, put it on his feet, and said enthusiastically: Xiao Chengzi is leaving!
Cheng Zongyang was still in shock, do it! You old lunatic! What the hell are you doing?
Someone wants to smell the old man's fart, and the old man pours his feet on his face
Are you foot wash? That’s urine!
It's all the same. Old Man Zhu said: If the old man hadn't been able to get them all over the past few days, would you still be so relaxed and do whatever you want?
Cheng Zongyang doesn't believe it at all, just brag
The fire in the town is getting bigger and bigger. Even the two of them can see the fire light halfway up the mountain. Then a row of torches are walking up the mountain. There are more than a hundred people, and they are not swords, but shovels and pickaxes.
What are they doing? Looking at the direction of the torch, Cheng Zongyang had an ominous premonition, and they seemed to be going...
Old man, why don’t you go over and take a look?
Look at what Ah Old Man Zhu didn't take it seriously at all and said happily: Isn't it just going to dig the uncle's ancestral grave?
...You really can see Ah
The old man had already dug it, and there was nothing inside. Old Man Zhu said indifferently: If they want to dig it, the old man has many ancestral tombs, and he has the ability to dig it all.
No wonder the old man looked so open. Prince Li’s tomb is just an empty tomb. Whether it is digging or not is it that way, they should digging the emperor’s ancestral tomb. The old man’s ancestral tombs are different from other people’s homes. One is a total of the imperial tombs. Not to mention digging, going in and hitting a rabbit, touching a tree and shaking a tree is a serious crime to exterminate the clan. Lu really wants to go crazy, but he fulfills the old man’s will. It is expected to destroy the family.
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Tang Jichen was sitting in the carriage, staring at the dead soldiers outside the carriage for half an hour. Before he could finish his work, he had already asked someone to check it out. The owner of this house was just a new Daxing Order. A family with a six hundred stone official position was loaded in Luodu, where the powerful people gathered. He also asked someone to find out in advance that although this Daxing Order was from Luodu, he had just bought the house, and was obviously a lucky person. He has not yet gotten married. There are only a dozen servants and a maid in the family.
Unexpectedly, things were so difficult. A dozen servants were not able to take them down yet. Instead, the dead soldiers he brought were quite damaged, and six or seven Tang Jichen had already died and injured. He didn't know that he was facing the elite imperial guards selected by the Grand Marshal of Song. He only felt that the huge title of the dead soldiers under the Marquis of Xiangyi was so unhelpful.
In order to avoid alarming others, the bodies and injured of the dead soldiers were temporarily left in the house to wait for the work, cleaned the house, wiped out the traces of his own actions, and set fire to the house for so long, which made Tang Jichen increasingly worried that once Dong Wohu, who was patrolling the night, would be troublesome...
Opposite Tang Jichen was a man in blue. He sat cross-legged, his hands in front of him, his thumbs were linked, and he was casting spells suddenly, his face turned pale and his forehead was sweating like rain.
Tang Jichen was shocked, Master Gong Tian?
The Taoist named Gong took a long breath, opened his eyes, and said in a deep voice: Someone has broken in
who?
It seems like a woman. Gong Taoist closed his eyes again, and he was so angry that he was too heavy here. My forbidden sound technique could not last long.
Tang Jichen made a fuss, lifted the curtain and made a gesture outside
The man in front of the car nodded, then took out an iron mask and put it on, jumped out of the carriage
In the back alley behind the house, an old orc, holding a wooden cane, confronted a group of men in black, stood a girl in front of him. Although she tried to pose a brave posture, her trembling fingers revealed her inner fear.
Still...not retreat yet!
The man in black stared at her, then turned his head and a man in black wearing an iron mask raised his long knife. He was about to take action, but was pulled by someone.
Someone recognized the girl behind her and said in a silence: She is Xiangcheng...
The man in black in the head jumped and recognized the maid next to the mistress. Before the man could finish his words, he flashed forward and strangled Hongyu's neck. With a slight force on his finger, he strangled her to faint. The remaining man in black in black was silent. He closed his mouth and rushed forward. Someone jumped onto the wall, trying to bypass the old orc and go to chase the escaped master servants.
Ha Michi Cang's old body looked slightly hunched, his one-eyed eyes narrowed slightly, and the sparse hair under his jaw shook in the wind. He held the wooden stick tightly, raised his head and let out a shrill wolf howl.
The harsh roar was only a dozen steps away, and it was blocked by an invisible barrier in the air. It became silent and silent. The man in black who rushed to the front showed a grin. Then he saw the old orc's skinny chest bulging. At the same time, black and sharp hair emerged from his thin skin, as if it was stained ink, and it instantly covered his back of his hands.
The old orc, who turned into a wolf, waved his wolf claws and tore open the chest of the man in black. Blood was flying all over the sky. The man in black was torn to pieces, revealing his white bones and beating heart. Then the old orc rushed to the wall and killed another man in black.
Although the dead soldiers were fearless, they were shocked when they saw the old orc transform into a wolf and culled them one after another.
The remaining dead soldiers joined forces to block the old orc in the alley, and no longer cared about chasing others, Ha Michi rushed left and right between the crowd, and his murderous aura became stronger and stronger. But after all, he was already old and had only fought for a cup of tea. The luster on the fur dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his movements became slower.
Suddenly, an iron chain flew over the ground, wrapped around the old orc's claws, and pulled the man in black into front of him, grabbed his chin with one claw, leaned over and bit off his throat, but the iron chain wrapped around his claws, and it was difficult to untie for a while.
The old orc dragged the iron chain and continued to fight. Another man in black swung his knife. Ha Michi twisted his body and split the blade. Then he pressed his head on the man's chest and knocked him to the wall. The courtyard wall was made of rammed earth. There was only a layer of bricks covered outside. When the old orc hit him, the man in black made a series of broken broken sounds on his chest. The blue bricks behind him were broken, and the solid rammed earth was sunken.
At this moment, a man wearing an iron mask appeared behind Ha Michi like a ghost. He clenched his fist, and a thunder suddenly rolled up under his fist, mixed with the slight explosion of air compressed by the fist wind, like a thunder, hitting the old orc's waist and blasted heavily onto the earth wall.
Two consecutive heavy blows, the wall could no longer support it. With a loud bang, the man in black in front of him was smashed to pieces and his upper body was broken. He was so dead that he could not die anymore that the old orc was also punched into the hospital. He couldn't get up. He curled up, his black wolf hair was digging into his skin bit by bit, and his thin chest was covered with blood, but this time it was the blood he vomited from his serious injury.
The man wearing an iron mask broke into the wall and swung his fists to kill Ha Michichi. His fists turned into countless shadows. The iron fists fell like raindrops. The blood splattered, and the old orc fur bloomed, revealing pale leg bones, skulls, and ribs...
Ha Michi's fur was in a mess, covered in scars, and the bloody man wearing an iron mask stepped on the old orc's wolf waist, strangled his neck with one hand, raised his fist, and banged it on his head. Ha Michi was about to be smashed by his punch, and the old orc suddenly opened his mouth and bit the man's fist.
The old orc's sharp wolf teeth were shattered under the iron fist, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his eyes and mouth. The only one eye was about to squeeze out his eye socket. At this moment, with a puff, the old orc stabbed out like a spear in his hand. A staff pierced the big man's chest. Then he flipped his wrist and the big man's huge body was lifted up like a fallen leaf, and then he turned his hand and stabbed the wooden staff into the earth.
The remaining men in black either climbed over the wall or drilled holes, rushed into the yard and had not yet stood firm. The earth suddenly shook, and then a sudden shock. The entire yard and several surrounding buildings sank into the ground as if they were held down by giants. The wall fell from all sides. The house collapsed, rubble fell with bricks and stones, and countless smoke and dust rose.
The Taoist Qingyi, opposite Tang Jichen, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, fell backwards, and then the huge roar broke the dead silence under the forbidden sound technique, and was shaking and spreading from afar in the night.
Not far away, Fu'an arched his waist, his chest was panting like a bellows, and he had never done heavy work. He felt that the Yanei on his back was like a mountain, making his eyes turn black. He grabbed Yanei's hands tightly and dragged his steps hard. The dark alley in front of him seemed to have no end.
Suddenly the ground shook, Fu'an fell to the ground, and the blood suddenly became muddy. He didn't even care about wiping it. He didn't even realize that the ground under his feet was still shaking violently. He quickly got up and held high IQ, and said hoarsely: Yanei, Yanei, wake up Ah...
The high IQ face turned pale as paper, and after a while, a faint breath came out from his nose. Uncle Ha...
Mao Yanshou came out of the dog hole and ran in a panic. At this time, he had already run two streets and he didn't know where to go, but he instinctively wanted to get farther away from the killers, the better.
Mao Yanshou ran out of the alley and was hitting a team of people head-on. He quickly turned around, but was seen and heard noisy behind him. He shouted: Stop!
Where did the thief come from? Catch him!
Dare to run!
Mao Yanshou was caught up after not taking a few steps. Then he felt a pain behind his knee, and was knocked with a stick and rolled to the side of the road like a gourd.
Two big men held his shoulders, pulled his hair with one hand, and pulled his head up
Several lanterns were raised, and a magnificent official frowned and asked: Who are you? Why do you commit a curfew?
Mao Yanshou was shocked and scared, with a look of shock and despair. His face was sometimes blue and white. He was about to speak when the ground suddenly vibrated, and then the dull sound of the house collapsed.
The earth was shaking, and the house was shaking like a wooden toy, Yanxiang leaned against the wall, watching the beam above his head break, and fell down with the tiles in full bloom, and his heart was filled with despair.
The whole courtyard wall outside fell inward, and the earth rose like a tide, and it was always higher than the roof Yan Xiang suddenly realized that it was not the surrounding ground rising, but the yard where he was located was sinking, and the black-clothed soldiers outside jumped up one after another, trying to climb to the ground, but it was like being stuck by invisible force. They struggled for a moment and then slid down, buried by the collapsed bricks and earth walls.
Seeing that the house was about to collapse, Yanxiang suddenly tightened her collar, and was grabbed by someone, and then she flew lightly.
Jingli chuckled: I saw you pitifully, I was scared silly
Yanxiang's heart relaxed, and then her body trembled violently uncontrollably.
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The sudden earthquake woke up several people from Lifang around him from their sleep. The panicked people ran out of their homes, shouting and crying.
It was half an hour after Cheng Zongyang arrived. He looked at the ruins in front of him, his face turned pale at this time. The earthquake had subsided. The house he had just bought was like being stepped on by a giant, and it was stuck in the ground several meters. All the houses were razed to the ground.
Luodu Order Dong Xuan had already brought people to the scene as soon as possible, surrounded several affected mansions and sent them to the ground.
The bodies transported out of the house were far more than he thought. He saw several men from the Song Dynasty imperial guards who had drunk wine with him, some strangers in black clothes, and some even wearing iron masks.
The deceased did not see high IQ, Fu'an, Yanxiang and Mao Yanshou, but Cheng Zongyang did not feel relieved. If they were guarding the house, they would probably be buried under the ruins. What's more important is that the murder occurred in his house. Dong Xuan was in charge of the matter. No matter how he concealed it, he could not escape the relationship. Once his identity was exposed, his trip to Han would end here.
Suddenly, Cheng Zongyang's eyes hopped and saw the figure of the poppy slave.
Although it was late at night, people from several lifangs around came, and even students from two nearby academies came to hear the sound, pointing around and talking about it.
The earthquake in the capital is not auspicious
Needless to say, the earthquake hit the emperor's feet, which is a change of heaven that has not been seen in a century...
More than a hundred years? Someone said confidently: I have been studying for many years and have never seen such a strange thing
There were many carriages and horses parked around, and the Poppy Girl was standing next to a carriage. The carriage was not marked, but Cheng Zongyang saw the red jade beside the Poppy Girl at a glance.
Cheng Zongyang winked and walked quietly to the side. What's going on? Why did she come?
Poppy girl said: I came back at night and was about to encounter a dead soldier from Xiangyi Marquis lying around an emergency. I couldn't find my master for a while, so I went to Xiangcheng Jun Mansion and asked Sun Shou to come forward. Unexpectedly, there were masters hidden in the dead soldier. Before he could stop him, Ha was seriously injured.
Seriously injured? How severe is it?
Life is fine for the time being, but... I'm afraid it will be unfavorable in the future
Ha Michi was originally a retirement student, but she didn't expect to be disabled and listen to her tone. It might not be easy to sit up in the future.
What about the others?
Yanxiang was lucky and was rescued by shocked liberty. The rich butler and Mr. Mao were not sure where others were...
Cheng Zongyang's heart sank. So many people died and were caught by Dong Xuan, who was not rubbing sand in his eyes. If this matter was to be covered up, the possibility was slim.
Master, don’t worry. Poppy girl said: If there is a way, the people will not sue the officials and will not investigate. If officials in Luodu want to intervene, they must have a miser who is the slave. But they have an idea...
After hearing the poppy girl's idea, Cheng Zongyang shook his head repeatedly. If he was not right or wrong, he would cause suspicion from others.
Poppy girl chuckled: That should be a headache for the little slave bitch
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Dong Xuan examined the corpses one by one, his brows were tightly locked into a ball. Almost all of the corpses were fatal. It was obvious that after a desperate battle, he only looked at the iron mask left on the scene. The murderer was about to come out. After all, this was not the first time that the Marquis of Xiangyi sent a deadly soldier to assassinate his political enemy.
Has the identity of the owner found out? Dong Xuandao: Which official is it?
The servant flattered him: Da Ling has good eyesight, the owner of this house is indeed an official: the new General Secretary of the Emperor of the Great Xingling of the Honglu Temple
First, General Jianwei, Han Dingguo, was assassinated, and then Daxingling, and both of them were promoted by the emperor himself. Who is the culprit? It is not a question that this earthquake was too strange. Dong Xuan once traveled to the frontier when he was a young man. He heard that some tribes of the grassland could use terrible magic. The Hu Wu who could break the sky and the earth into the capital during his breathing happened to know something, and he happened to know who they were doing for.
Twenty years of curtains are still not enough... Dong Xuan raised his head, the solemnity on his face had been wiped out, leaving only a strong and determined person
When Dong Xuan frowned, Tang Jichen was so anxious that he came to destroy the family like an ant on a hot pan. He was originally to avoid future troubles and share the worries of his master. Unexpectedly, an inexplicable earthquake not only caused all the dead soldiers he brought into it, but also attracted the famous strong man, Dong Xuan, the crouching tiger.
Suddenly, Tang Jichen had no time to remove the body, and was surrounded by Dong Xuan and others. The first body was moved to Dong Xuan. Tang Jichen felt cold. He had never thought that the identities of those corpses could be hidden from Dong Xuan. Once Dong Xuan had a strong temper, he would come to the door to ask for guilt. Neither Xiangyi nor his master could escape the relationship, and thus implicated the secrets of the Lü family and even the Queen Mother, as well as the consequences... Tang Jichen did not dare to think about it anymore.
Use the power of the Lü family to suppress others? Dong Xuan can harden his neck and never bow his head in front of the emperor. The two marquises are not that big. Even the Empress Dowager may not be able to retreat.
Tang Jichen touched the short sword on his waist. If he committed suicide to solve the problem, he would rather die.
At this moment, a cold voice said: Tang Jichen, what are you doing here?
Tang Jichen was shocked, why did she come? Then he knelt down, and the servant had met Xiangchengjun
The name of the marquis of Xiangyi was already well known to Tang Jichen, and did not dare to hide it in front of Xiangchengjun, and he explained in detail the story.
Sun Shou leaned against the car window, holding the curtain in one hand, and a trace of contempt appeared on the demon's face. I was foolish! What's the difficulty for some trivial matters? Please come here by the owner of the house.
Tang Jichen said in surprise: This...
As soon as the words were spoken, Tang Jichen realized that the words behind Xiangchengjun were not answering a maid next to him. Then he walked to Xiangchengjun's car and invited the next person from the adjacent car.
Cheng Zongyang patted his sleeves, slowly walked over, looked at Tang Jichen and said coldly: Absurd!
Xiangcheng Jun apologized: It's all my own, it's not that the young master was frightened.
Tang Jichen was dumbfounded, this...
Xiangchengjun ignored him at all and said respectfully to the young man: I would like to ask the young master to help you with today.
Cheng Zongyang snorted coldly and said to Tang Jichen: Come with me
Cheng Zongyang showed his identity and walked straight to Dong Xuan, bowed and said: My surname is Cheng, and he is the Great Xing Order of the Honglu Temple, and he is the owner of this house.
Before Dong Xuan could ask, Cheng Zongyang said: I had a night banquet with several friends tonight, and there was no curfew or other matters. This is the housekeeper of the Hou Yingyang, and you can testify.
Tang Jichen hurriedly said: That's right
Dong Xuan said coldly: Is it a night banquet or a murderer?
There is no crime. Cheng Zongyang said without blinking: But there are all generous and tragic heroes in the seat. When they are drunk, everyone draws their swords to entertain themselves. Unexpectedly, they encounter an earthquake and die suddenly
Do you take it seriously?
If Da Ling doesn't believe it, everyone from Xiangyi Hou and Xiangcheng Jun Mansion can testify
Dong Xuan looked at Xiangchengjun's car, then waved his hand and took it down!
Several servants came up, held Cheng Zongyang and Tang Jichen, and put shackles on the two of them.
He was sentenced to prison. Dong Xuan said: I will come to trial in person!
Cheng Zongyang said calmly: Thank you for your hard work and leave.
Cheng Zongyang finally made up his mind to let go of the underage version of Lu Fengxian. At this moment, he looked at the magical war horse and couldn't help but feel moved, but in the end he just shrugged regretfully. After all, it was the legendary red rabbit horse. It was too magical. He was really not sure that he could pull it away from his master.
Cheng Zongyang put the Red Rabbit Horse and Lu Feng behind his head, no longer thought about it, and then said: I think something is wrong
Tang Jichen never showed up, but waited for four elite Han troops. Cheng Zongyang became more and more uneasy as he thought about it. I want to go back and see if something happened.
Don't worry! Old Man Zhu stopped him with a cautious look on his face
The enemy is in great power, be careful to come and ambush and wait for the uncle to find a clear way for you!
Old man Zhu bent down and took off a torn shoe, put it in his hand and shook it a few times, then threw it to the ground, pointed to the direction of the tip of the shoe and said confidently: It’s right to walk along the shoe!
It's now, the dead old man is still playing tricks, Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but get angry. He was about to kick his broken shoes away, but he saw Old Man Zhu suddenly bent down, stuck his butt and grabbed a few handfuls of soil, stuffed them into his broken shoes that were almost rotten. Then he raised them over his head and put them on his head. Then he picked up a dead branch, held it with one hand, straightened the pillar in front of him, untied his belt with the other hand, and urinated on his dirty barefoot.
The night wind entered the forest, making a low sound like a sob. Old Man Zhu made a series of strange actions, which instantly disappeared. He felt a cold chill winding up from behind like a poisonous snake. When the night wind blew, he bursts of creepy.
Old guy, are you crazy?
Shh... Old man Zhu shrewd with a serious expression on his face
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The flames are reflected in the valley, and the small town at the entrance of the mountain pass has been surrounded by fire. The Marquis of Xiangyi, Lu Ji, sat in the carriage, looked at the flying flames, his face was gloomy as if it was about to rain. Tonight's action did not require Lu Ji to come forward. He just had a whim, holding the hunting heart and thinking of killing the killer from Qingzhou as his prey. Unexpectedly, he used four elite Han troops and his own death soldiers, but still let the killer escape.
The last sergeant who was following him also returned in vain. Lu Ji slapped the table with a palm. The gold wine goblet on the table rolled down, and the wine was poured on the table.
Uncle calmed down, Lu Jujun said calmly: Although the main culprit surnamed Bao escaped, he left two corpses and his nephew invited the Mingfu Master has used the secret technique of searching the soul, and they can find out their origins in at most one hour.
What kind of secret technique of soul searching! Lu Ji scolded: Others say that you are wise and studious, but you are a bit convinced of these witchcraft things!
Lu Ji was angry, and Lu Jujun didn't argue, and said warmly: Uncle taught me a lesson.
Lu Ji said: It is precisely because you are my nephew that I taught you a lesson that witchcraft is a technique, not a Tao, only it can be used, but it cannot be trusted. Do you understand?
Yes, Lu Jujun bowed respectfully to show his respect
What about Fengxian?
Fengxian chased the bandits into the mountain, but before he came back, Mrs. Hu had already gone to search for her.
When he heard Mrs. Hu, Lu Ji's expression was slightly cleared and said to Lu Jujun: I asked you brothers to come here, just to let you learn what to do, so as not to become the greedy gentleman of a slut, and beheaded for five generations. Some families of aristocratic families don't even dare to kill chickens. What's the use of that kind of waste!
Thank you for your teachings
The prison slave Qin Palace reminded: Marquis, it’s time to go back tonight, it’s the Crouching Tiger on duty.
The fat meat on Lu Ji's face twitched. Dong Xuan is now a captain of the Sili School, but he is also a Luodu Ling, and he is still on the night as he was the city gate. However, the scope of the inspection extends from the city gate to the entire Luodu City. These days, there are quite a lot of powerful people who bump into him. They all follow the rules, sticks or beats, and none of them are light. For a time, the powerful people in the city restrained a lot.
Jiang Chong!
An envoy wearing an embroidered suit came forward and bowed: Junhou
Sister, I will leave the matter to you, I will do it very well
As the messenger of embroidered clothes, Jiang Chong is tall and has a good appearance. He bows slightly when he hears this and agrees.
The carriage was rumbling away, Jiang Chong turned around and said to the Hu Wushou behind him: Please, please don't worry, everyone
A braided witch grabbed a lamb, and the sharp blade with his right hand flashed slightly, and cut the lamb from his throat to his abdomen. Then he reached into the lamb's belly, pulled out the warm internal organs, and looked carefully at the beating light on the torch for a while. He picked the lamb's liver, carefully cut it open, and held it in front of the blind old man.
The old man Huqin used his thin fingers to strode the blood vessels on his liver. The princess in his throat made a sound, making a series of indistinguishable sounds like a dream. Several Huwus listened carefully. It was not until the old man Huqin finished reciting that he threw the cut-open liver into the fire.
The scorched smoke rose from the fire, which was disgusting. The soldiers around couldn't help but turn their backs to cover their noses. Only Lu Jujun and Jiang Chong remained silent, with gentle smiles on their faces.
Waiting for the lamb's liver to turn into ashes, Lu Jujun said: I dare to ask the great witch, where is that man now?
The leader Hu Wu said: Beim
Jiang Chong explained to Lu Jujun: There is no place for people to live in, and they have been around the streets and alleys in the city for a while. The previous seven divination times were different, but this was the second time in Beim.
Lu Jujun said: But is you worshiping the tomb of Prince Li?
Jiang Chong said: I have to ask the big witch
The old man with blind eyes was chanting in Hu language, and the braided Hu Wu said one by one: Thank you Qingqiong for giving me wisdom... Let my eyes penetrate the fog and see the truth... I saw that the man's head was covered with soil, his feet were soaked in running water, and his body was trapped among the branches of poplar trees...
Lu Jujun and Jiang Chong looked at each other, and Jiang Chong said: Are you immersed in water and covered with soil? Are you dead?
No, Lu Jujun said: That old thief would never die so easily, probably because he used some confusing spells.
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Old man Zhu threw away the branches, picked up his pants, tied his belt around his pants, then knocked off the soil in his shoes, put it on his feet, and said enthusiastically: Xiao Chengzi is leaving!
Cheng Zongyang was still in shock, do it! You old lunatic! What the hell are you doing?
Someone wants to smell the old man's fart, and the old man pours his feet on his face
Are you foot wash? That’s urine!
It's all the same. Old Man Zhu said: If the old man hadn't been able to get them all over the past few days, would you still be so relaxed and do whatever you want?
Cheng Zongyang doesn't believe it at all, just brag
The fire in the town is getting bigger and bigger. Even the two of them can see the fire light halfway up the mountain. Then a row of torches are walking up the mountain. There are more than a hundred people, and they are not swords, but shovels and pickaxes.
What are they doing? Looking at the direction of the torch, Cheng Zongyang had an ominous premonition, and they seemed to be going...
Old man, why don’t you go over and take a look?
Look at what Ah Old Man Zhu didn't take it seriously at all and said happily: Isn't it just going to dig the uncle's ancestral grave?
...You really can see Ah
The old man had already dug it, and there was nothing inside. Old Man Zhu said indifferently: If they want to dig it, the old man has many ancestral tombs, and he has the ability to dig it all.
No wonder the old man looked so open. Prince Li’s tomb is just an empty tomb. Whether it is digging or not is it that way, they should digging the emperor’s ancestral tomb. The old man’s ancestral tombs are different from other people’s homes. One is a total of the imperial tombs. Not to mention digging, going in and hitting a rabbit, touching a tree and shaking a tree is a serious crime to exterminate the clan. Lu really wants to go crazy, but he fulfills the old man’s will. It is expected to destroy the family.
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Tang Jichen was sitting in the carriage, staring at the dead soldiers outside the carriage for half an hour. Before he could finish his work, he had already asked someone to check it out. The owner of this house was just a new Daxing Order. A family with a six hundred stone official position was loaded in Luodu, where the powerful people gathered. He also asked someone to find out in advance that although this Daxing Order was from Luodu, he had just bought the house, and was obviously a lucky person. He has not yet gotten married. There are only a dozen servants and a maid in the family.
Unexpectedly, things were so difficult. A dozen servants were not able to take them down yet. Instead, the dead soldiers he brought were quite damaged, and six or seven Tang Jichen had already died and injured. He didn't know that he was facing the elite imperial guards selected by the Grand Marshal of Song. He only felt that the huge title of the dead soldiers under the Marquis of Xiangyi was so unhelpful.
In order to avoid alarming others, the bodies and injured of the dead soldiers were temporarily left in the house to wait for the work, cleaned the house, wiped out the traces of his own actions, and set fire to the house for so long, which made Tang Jichen increasingly worried that once Dong Wohu, who was patrolling the night, would be troublesome...
Opposite Tang Jichen was a man in blue. He sat cross-legged, his hands in front of him, his thumbs were linked, and he was casting spells suddenly, his face turned pale and his forehead was sweating like rain.
Tang Jichen was shocked, Master Gong Tian?
The Taoist named Gong took a long breath, opened his eyes, and said in a deep voice: Someone has broken in
who?
It seems like a woman. Gong Taoist closed his eyes again, and he was so angry that he was too heavy here. My forbidden sound technique could not last long.
Tang Jichen made a fuss, lifted the curtain and made a gesture outside
The man in front of the car nodded, then took out an iron mask and put it on, jumped out of the carriage
In the back alley behind the house, an old orc, holding a wooden cane, confronted a group of men in black, stood a girl in front of him. Although she tried to pose a brave posture, her trembling fingers revealed her inner fear.
Still...not retreat yet!
The man in black stared at her, then turned his head and a man in black wearing an iron mask raised his long knife. He was about to take action, but was pulled by someone.
Someone recognized the girl behind her and said in a silence: She is Xiangcheng...
The man in black in the head jumped and recognized the maid next to the mistress. Before the man could finish his words, he flashed forward and strangled Hongyu's neck. With a slight force on his finger, he strangled her to faint. The remaining man in black in black was silent. He closed his mouth and rushed forward. Someone jumped onto the wall, trying to bypass the old orc and go to chase the escaped master servants.
Ha Michi Cang's old body looked slightly hunched, his one-eyed eyes narrowed slightly, and the sparse hair under his jaw shook in the wind. He held the wooden stick tightly, raised his head and let out a shrill wolf howl.
The harsh roar was only a dozen steps away, and it was blocked by an invisible barrier in the air. It became silent and silent. The man in black who rushed to the front showed a grin. Then he saw the old orc's skinny chest bulging. At the same time, black and sharp hair emerged from his thin skin, as if it was stained ink, and it instantly covered his back of his hands.
The old orc, who turned into a wolf, waved his wolf claws and tore open the chest of the man in black. Blood was flying all over the sky. The man in black was torn to pieces, revealing his white bones and beating heart. Then the old orc rushed to the wall and killed another man in black.
Although the dead soldiers were fearless, they were shocked when they saw the old orc transform into a wolf and culled them one after another.
The remaining dead soldiers joined forces to block the old orc in the alley, and no longer cared about chasing others, Ha Michi rushed left and right between the crowd, and his murderous aura became stronger and stronger. But after all, he was already old and had only fought for a cup of tea. The luster on the fur dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his movements became slower.
Suddenly, an iron chain flew over the ground, wrapped around the old orc's claws, and pulled the man in black into front of him, grabbed his chin with one claw, leaned over and bit off his throat, but the iron chain wrapped around his claws, and it was difficult to untie for a while.
The old orc dragged the iron chain and continued to fight. Another man in black swung his knife. Ha Michi twisted his body and split the blade. Then he pressed his head on the man's chest and knocked him to the wall. The courtyard wall was made of rammed earth. There was only a layer of bricks covered outside. When the old orc hit him, the man in black made a series of broken broken sounds on his chest. The blue bricks behind him were broken, and the solid rammed earth was sunken.
At this moment, a man wearing an iron mask appeared behind Ha Michi like a ghost. He clenched his fist, and a thunder suddenly rolled up under his fist, mixed with the slight explosion of air compressed by the fist wind, like a thunder, hitting the old orc's waist and blasted heavily onto the earth wall.
Two consecutive heavy blows, the wall could no longer support it. With a loud bang, the man in black in front of him was smashed to pieces and his upper body was broken. He was so dead that he could not die anymore that the old orc was also punched into the hospital. He couldn't get up. He curled up, his black wolf hair was digging into his skin bit by bit, and his thin chest was covered with blood, but this time it was the blood he vomited from his serious injury.
The man wearing an iron mask broke into the wall and swung his fists to kill Ha Michichi. His fists turned into countless shadows. The iron fists fell like raindrops. The blood splattered, and the old orc fur bloomed, revealing pale leg bones, skulls, and ribs...
Ha Michi's fur was in a mess, covered in scars, and the bloody man wearing an iron mask stepped on the old orc's wolf waist, strangled his neck with one hand, raised his fist, and banged it on his head. Ha Michi was about to be smashed by his punch, and the old orc suddenly opened his mouth and bit the man's fist.
The old orc's sharp wolf teeth were shattered under the iron fist, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his eyes and mouth. The only one eye was about to squeeze out his eye socket. At this moment, with a puff, the old orc stabbed out like a spear in his hand. A staff pierced the big man's chest. Then he flipped his wrist and the big man's huge body was lifted up like a fallen leaf, and then he turned his hand and stabbed the wooden staff into the earth.
The remaining men in black either climbed over the wall or drilled holes, rushed into the yard and had not yet stood firm. The earth suddenly shook, and then a sudden shock. The entire yard and several surrounding buildings sank into the ground as if they were held down by giants. The wall fell from all sides. The house collapsed, rubble fell with bricks and stones, and countless smoke and dust rose.
The Taoist Qingyi, opposite Tang Jichen, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, fell backwards, and then the huge roar broke the dead silence under the forbidden sound technique, and was shaking and spreading from afar in the night.
Not far away, Fu'an arched his waist, his chest was panting like a bellows, and he had never done heavy work. He felt that the Yanei on his back was like a mountain, making his eyes turn black. He grabbed Yanei's hands tightly and dragged his steps hard. The dark alley in front of him seemed to have no end.
Suddenly the ground shook, Fu'an fell to the ground, and the blood suddenly became muddy. He didn't even care about wiping it. He didn't even realize that the ground under his feet was still shaking violently. He quickly got up and held high IQ, and said hoarsely: Yanei, Yanei, wake up Ah...
The high IQ face turned pale as paper, and after a while, a faint breath came out from his nose. Uncle Ha...
Mao Yanshou came out of the dog hole and ran in a panic. At this time, he had already run two streets and he didn't know where to go, but he instinctively wanted to get farther away from the killers, the better.
Mao Yanshou ran out of the alley and was hitting a team of people head-on. He quickly turned around, but was seen and heard noisy behind him. He shouted: Stop!
Where did the thief come from? Catch him!
Dare to run!
Mao Yanshou was caught up after not taking a few steps. Then he felt a pain behind his knee, and was knocked with a stick and rolled to the side of the road like a gourd.
Two big men held his shoulders, pulled his hair with one hand, and pulled his head up
Several lanterns were raised, and a magnificent official frowned and asked: Who are you? Why do you commit a curfew?
Mao Yanshou was shocked and scared, with a look of shock and despair. His face was sometimes blue and white. He was about to speak when the ground suddenly vibrated, and then the dull sound of the house collapsed.
The earth was shaking, and the house was shaking like a wooden toy, Yanxiang leaned against the wall, watching the beam above his head break, and fell down with the tiles in full bloom, and his heart was filled with despair.
The whole courtyard wall outside fell inward, and the earth rose like a tide, and it was always higher than the roof Yan Xiang suddenly realized that it was not the surrounding ground rising, but the yard where he was located was sinking, and the black-clothed soldiers outside jumped up one after another, trying to climb to the ground, but it was like being stuck by invisible force. They struggled for a moment and then slid down, buried by the collapsed bricks and earth walls.
Seeing that the house was about to collapse, Yanxiang suddenly tightened her collar, and was grabbed by someone, and then she flew lightly.
Jingli chuckled: I saw you pitifully, I was scared silly
Yanxiang's heart relaxed, and then her body trembled violently uncontrollably.
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The sudden earthquake woke up several people from Lifang around him from their sleep. The panicked people ran out of their homes, shouting and crying.
It was half an hour after Cheng Zongyang arrived. He looked at the ruins in front of him, his face turned pale at this time. The earthquake had subsided. The house he had just bought was like being stepped on by a giant, and it was stuck in the ground several meters. All the houses were razed to the ground.
Luodu Order Dong Xuan had already brought people to the scene as soon as possible, surrounded several affected mansions and sent them to the ground.
The bodies transported out of the house were far more than he thought. He saw several men from the Song Dynasty imperial guards who had drunk wine with him, some strangers in black clothes, and some even wearing iron masks.
The deceased did not see high IQ, Fu'an, Yanxiang and Mao Yanshou, but Cheng Zongyang did not feel relieved. If they were guarding the house, they would probably be buried under the ruins. What's more important is that the murder occurred in his house. Dong Xuan was in charge of the matter. No matter how he concealed it, he could not escape the relationship. Once his identity was exposed, his trip to Han would end here.
Suddenly, Cheng Zongyang's eyes hopped and saw the figure of the poppy slave.
Although it was late at night, people from several lifangs around came, and even students from two nearby academies came to hear the sound, pointing around and talking about it.
The earthquake in the capital is not auspicious
Needless to say, the earthquake hit the emperor's feet, which is a change of heaven that has not been seen in a century...
More than a hundred years? Someone said confidently: I have been studying for many years and have never seen such a strange thing
There were many carriages and horses parked around, and the Poppy Girl was standing next to a carriage. The carriage was not marked, but Cheng Zongyang saw the red jade beside the Poppy Girl at a glance.
Cheng Zongyang winked and walked quietly to the side. What's going on? Why did she come?
Poppy girl said: I came back at night and was about to encounter a dead soldier from Xiangyi Marquis lying around an emergency. I couldn't find my master for a while, so I went to Xiangcheng Jun Mansion and asked Sun Shou to come forward. Unexpectedly, there were masters hidden in the dead soldier. Before he could stop him, Ha was seriously injured.
Seriously injured? How severe is it?
Life is fine for the time being, but... I'm afraid it will be unfavorable in the future
Ha Michi was originally a retirement student, but she didn't expect to be disabled and listen to her tone. It might not be easy to sit up in the future.
What about the others?
Yanxiang was lucky and was rescued by shocked liberty. The rich butler and Mr. Mao were not sure where others were...
Cheng Zongyang's heart sank. So many people died and were caught by Dong Xuan, who was not rubbing sand in his eyes. If this matter was to be covered up, the possibility was slim.
Master, don’t worry. Poppy girl said: If there is a way, the people will not sue the officials and will not investigate. If officials in Luodu want to intervene, they must have a miser who is the slave. But they have an idea...
After hearing the poppy girl's idea, Cheng Zongyang shook his head repeatedly. If he was not right or wrong, he would cause suspicion from others.
Poppy girl chuckled: That should be a headache for the little slave bitch
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Dong Xuan examined the corpses one by one, his brows were tightly locked into a ball. Almost all of the corpses were fatal. It was obvious that after a desperate battle, he only looked at the iron mask left on the scene. The murderer was about to come out. After all, this was not the first time that the Marquis of Xiangyi sent a deadly soldier to assassinate his political enemy.
Has the identity of the owner found out? Dong Xuandao: Which official is it?
The servant flattered him: Da Ling has good eyesight, the owner of this house is indeed an official: the new General Secretary of the Emperor of the Great Xingling of the Honglu Temple
First, General Jianwei, Han Dingguo, was assassinated, and then Daxingling, and both of them were promoted by the emperor himself. Who is the culprit? It is not a question that this earthquake was too strange. Dong Xuan once traveled to the frontier when he was a young man. He heard that some tribes of the grassland could use terrible magic. The Hu Wu who could break the sky and the earth into the capital during his breathing happened to know something, and he happened to know who they were doing for.
Twenty years of curtains are still not enough... Dong Xuan raised his head, the solemnity on his face had been wiped out, leaving only a strong and determined person
When Dong Xuan frowned, Tang Jichen was so anxious that he came to destroy the family like an ant on a hot pan. He was originally to avoid future troubles and share the worries of his master. Unexpectedly, an inexplicable earthquake not only caused all the dead soldiers he brought into it, but also attracted the famous strong man, Dong Xuan, the crouching tiger.
Suddenly, Tang Jichen had no time to remove the body, and was surrounded by Dong Xuan and others. The first body was moved to Dong Xuan. Tang Jichen felt cold. He had never thought that the identities of those corpses could be hidden from Dong Xuan. Once Dong Xuan had a strong temper, he would come to the door to ask for guilt. Neither Xiangyi nor his master could escape the relationship, and thus implicated the secrets of the Lü family and even the Queen Mother, as well as the consequences... Tang Jichen did not dare to think about it anymore.
Use the power of the Lü family to suppress others? Dong Xuan can harden his neck and never bow his head in front of the emperor. The two marquises are not that big. Even the Empress Dowager may not be able to retreat.
Tang Jichen touched the short sword on his waist. If he committed suicide to solve the problem, he would rather die.
At this moment, a cold voice said: Tang Jichen, what are you doing here?
Tang Jichen was shocked, why did she come? Then he knelt down, and the servant had met Xiangchengjun
The name of the marquis of Xiangyi was already well known to Tang Jichen, and did not dare to hide it in front of Xiangchengjun, and he explained in detail the story.
Sun Shou leaned against the car window, holding the curtain in one hand, and a trace of contempt appeared on the demon's face. I was foolish! What's the difficulty for some trivial matters? Please come here by the owner of the house.
Tang Jichen said in surprise: This...
As soon as the words were spoken, Tang Jichen realized that the words behind Xiangchengjun were not answering a maid next to him. Then he walked to Xiangchengjun's car and invited the next person from the adjacent car.
Cheng Zongyang patted his sleeves, slowly walked over, looked at Tang Jichen and said coldly: Absurd!
Xiangcheng Jun apologized: It's all my own, it's not that the young master was frightened.
Tang Jichen was dumbfounded, this...
Xiangchengjun ignored him at all and said respectfully to the young man: I would like to ask the young master to help you with today.
Cheng Zongyang snorted coldly and said to Tang Jichen: Come with me
Cheng Zongyang showed his identity and walked straight to Dong Xuan, bowed and said: My surname is Cheng, and he is the Great Xing Order of the Honglu Temple, and he is the owner of this house.
Before Dong Xuan could ask, Cheng Zongyang said: I had a night banquet with several friends tonight, and there was no curfew or other matters. This is the housekeeper of the Hou Yingyang, and you can testify.
Tang Jichen hurriedly said: That's right
Dong Xuan said coldly: Is it a night banquet or a murderer?
There is no crime. Cheng Zongyang said without blinking: But there are all generous and tragic heroes in the seat. When they are drunk, everyone draws their swords to entertain themselves. Unexpectedly, they encounter an earthquake and die suddenly
Do you take it seriously?
If Da Ling doesn't believe it, everyone from Xiangyi Hou and Xiangcheng Jun Mansion can testify
Dong Xuan looked at Xiangchengjun's car, then waved his hand and took it down!
Several servants came up, held Cheng Zongyang and Tang Jichen, and put shackles on the two of them.
He was sentenced to prison. Dong Xuan said: I will come to trial in person!
Cheng Zongyang said calmly: Thank you for your hard work and leave.
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