There was chaos in front of the city gate of Run County.
He dragged his family along with his mouth, and drove his family servants to quarrel with the soldiers guarding the city with a few big carts and a soft country gentry and wealthy household.
The city gate officer was devastated, and the soldiers under him were also a little nervous, and their attitude when blocking the crowd charging the city gate was far less tough than last night.
The weird whirlwind that just rose from the City God Temple, whether it is a monster or not, has already shown that this is not something they can resist. Who would despise their longevity
"Last night there was a loud noise outside the city, and the ground shook faintly. I heard that an invisible thing broke into the barracks..."
"Hey! The fire of Ganquan soup?"
"Who knows? Maybe the government has long known that it was a monster... I wanted to catch the monsters to eat their flesh and alchemy, but the monsters desperately resisted and escaped with serious injuries. For eighteen hundred years, cooking their meat can prolong life, the goddess in my hometown said so."
"Is that so?"
Everyone was stunned when they heard it, and even the soldiers guarding the city were confused.
Are they all deceived by the county magistrate
Shopkeeper Sun, who was hiding in the crowd, was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, but the current situation was what they needed. Only when the county town was completely chaotic, could the people they hid in the city escape smoothly, so not only could he not be able to escape. To stop it, but also to add fuel to the rumor that the monster is haunting.
"No, Yizai doesn't know about this! After the fire broke out yesterday, it was our shopkeeper and some old gentlemen from Dongcheng who rushed to the office. If you want to say who is the most suspicious, it must be..."
The person who shouted looked at the soldiers on the other side of the city gate, suddenly looked scared, and changed his words vaguely, "It must be someone who can dispatch troops!"
The people didn't have time to react, and one of the crowd shouted loudly, "You son of a bitch, what are you talking about, this is not the county lieutenant, but the county lieutenant's henchman! They have tossed Run County like this, and now the monsters are taking revenge, so it's not allowed. How many words can you scold? My master also has distant relatives who are officials, who is afraid that who will fail?"
"Yes, the injustice has the first debt and the owner! Find the person who should take revenge!"
"Look at what my brother said, the monsters are dizzy, do you still know how to divide the people? Even the ghost zombies have not avoided harming the innocent brains! Open the city gates and save the lives of the villagers!"
"Open the city gate!"
The provocative shouting made people panic more and more.
The battle against the city gate became larger, and the defending soldiers faintly scattered.
Originally, these squires were the ones they couldn't afford to offend, and it was okay to beat up those servants. So the city gate officer climbed the stairs of the city wall and shouted at the crowd: "There are no monsters in the city, this is a rumor! Arrest those who talk nonsense!"
How could everyone listen, especially the people who used to only watch the excitement near the city gate, when they heard those words, their expressions changed and they hurried back to pack their bags.
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, the city gate officer was afraid of taking responsibility, and even more afraid that the county magistrate would chop off his head. To escape in the crowd, there are no demons in the city..."
Before he could finish his last sentence, the crowd roared into complete chaos.
The thieves are just among them?
Whether it is a thief or a monster, it will kill people!
Especially the soldiers guarding the city are still mixed with people with bad intentions, and it is completely hopeless now.
"...Don't listen to the boss, there are really no monsters, and there may be such a battle. Do you believe it is the thieves who gather in the mountains and forests?"
The soldier who heard this nodded instinctively, yes, is the wall hard or the bone hard? Can the beams carry it or can I carry it? Is it to die for a hard stop
The people in front were afraid that the bandits might want to run away, but the people behind did not hear the words of the city gate official and pressed forward desperately. They rushed past the soldiers who wanted to retreat.
Shopkeeper Sun winked at his subordinates, who immediately passed on the order.
"Whoosh."
Several people jumped out one after another, kicked the city gate officer, pryed the cable, and quickly pulled out the door bolt.
The heavy city gate was immediately pushed open by everyone.
The crowd cheered and poured out, and some people fell to the ground before they could dodge.
But no one cared about their lives at this time.
A woman howled and stretched out her hand, her child drowned in the crowd, and she was squeezed against the wall of the city gate, unable to move.
In the chaos, the woman's mournful cry could not be heard at all, only her pained and twisted face could be seen.
Suddenly, an invisible force pushed the crowd, and the fleeing people staggered and stood unsteadily, as if a demonic wind was blowing.
"Demon! There really is a monster!"
The squire's carriage was nearly overturned, the people flinched in horror, and the floor was littered with shoes that had been squeezed out.
The woman just felt a flower in front of her eyes, and there was a sturdy baby in her arms. It was the child she was squeezed out.
The child's forehead was smashed, there were several footprints on his body, and he was crying.
The woman didn't know how the child came back. She heard the crowd shouting monsters in her ear, and subconsciously hugged the child tightly, her face pale.
No one saw a figure in the "Demon Wind" falling on Shopkeeper Sun's carriage, and the curtain was lifted silently in.
"Lord."
Shopkeeper Sun respectfully gave up a seat.
The man in the bucket hat nodded slightly, and he looked coldly at the terrified woman holding the child.
"With the mercy of the lord, that child was lucky enough to survive." Shopkeeper Sun knew what had just happened, and he was not surprised.
Even the devil who kills without blinking will occasionally show kindness, let alone the Dou Li who is a disciple of Dharma King Miti.
"Only children in the world still have spirituality. It's a pity to die, but—"
The Dou Li man changed his words and said with half-closed eyes, "I'm lucky today, but tomorrow I'll die. That woman carries a bag, shoulders and shoulders, and doesn't want to pull down even the thin and soft fabrics, and she has to hold a child in her hand, that's all. How can it be safe to squeeze into the crowd? People have always been like this. They are reluctant to give up what they already hold in their hands, and they want everything they don’t get. If Kyushu rises to the highest level, the things they protect in their pockets will still be there. It's a pity to keep it."
It is a pity that the world will be in chaos, and war will start.
This child is not in an accident today, and the woman will die if she is negligent in the future. This is what the Dou Liren means.
Shopkeeper Sun was silent, he had seen similar things more than once.
This time, it was to save people, and sometimes the man with the hat would suddenly kill someone and take away the child who didn't remember anything.
- Su Li'er, the killer of Piaoping Pavilion, is the most promising child the lord has ever "raised".
The carriage moved slowly with the crowd, and many people were forced to follow the crowd. They looked around in fear, but luckily the "demon wind" never appeared again.
Shopkeeper Sun looked at the gradually receding city wall and the artillery on it, and slowly felt distressed.
Great situation, ruined.
"Since it's been discarded, don't think about it again." The man in the hat said coldly.
Shopkeeper Sun hesitated to speak, but when he saw that the man in the bucket hat returned alone without bringing back a master of Xiliang who cultivated the Kong Hua Formation, his heart sank. The news is true, there is no more excuse to deceive himself now, the national teacher of the Chu Dynasty is really not dead, and miraculously rejuvenated.
"My lord, now Fengxing Pavilion is no longer a serious concern, we have to find ways to get rid of Meng Qi."
"wrong."
The man sitting in the car slowly took off his hat, his head was shiny, and there was not a single hair.
Not only is there no hair, but even the eyebrows are shaved clean.
His nose was wide and his eyes were blue.
There is a leaf-shaped tattoo behind his ear. The veins and meridians of the leaves are composed of very small Sanskrit characters, and a leaf is a scripture.
With such a special appearance, it is no wonder that he has to wear a hat to cover it up, otherwise he will definitely be looked at on the road.
Today, compared to the Chu Dynasty, even in a place like Run County where caravans gather, people from the Western Regions with different eyes are rarely seen, and the dark-skinned Kunlun slaves are almost extinct. These people used to walk on the streets of Taijing. Frequently, even to the extent that the patrolling soldiers of the Five Cities Army and Horse Division can speak a few words of foreigners.
People with the characteristics of the Hu people, like the remnants of Xiliang, are not particularly conspicuous with the caravan traveling in all directions, and the Dou Li people will not work.
"Fengxing Pavilion must be eradicated, ants should not be underestimated, especially the ants who can spread the news thousands of miles away." The man in the bucket hat raised his eyes, and there was a trace of impatience in his light blue eyes.
Shopkeeper Sun lowered his head and asked cautiously, "That Meng Qi—"
"Wait is to die."
"But this person... This person will definitely ruin our plan to restore the country. After decades of hard work, we have finally waited for the best opportunity now. If we don't solve him, the great cause of the lord will be difficult to achieve."
"He is no longer the national teacher of the Chu Dynasty." The man in the bucket hat twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a cold and ironic smile, and reprimanded the shopkeeper Sun, neither light nor serious, "What can he have now? Hundreds of thousands of elite troops of the Chu Dynasty. , is it the trust of the emperor, or is it a civil servant and military general who holds great power in the court? Like us, he is a person who is exiled from the country. Sun Xi, a person who has the talent of the sky and the latitude and the wisdom of the world, he can Do you think anything is possible?"
cannot.
There is a limit to what you can do alone.
Even if it is the number one master in the world.
"Gather up the staff, don't face Meng Qi directly, and persevere to find his troubles. If you fold the staff again and again, it will really ruin my hard work and ruin our big plan." , using one's strengths against the other's weaknesses can be a great victory. Meng Qi's advantage now is his martial arts. In the past, the saint monks of Mojieti Temple could not stop him, and I am not fully sure. I am better than Meng Qi. Where is it that I have a loyal subordinate like you, and there are many compatriots who have the ambition to restore the country? Why should Meng Qi use his strengths to defeat my forces? The sea is vast, as long as we Destroying the Fengxing Pavilion, Meng Qi will search out our forces and destroy it... Hmph, how easy is it? Dewei, you can also make good decisions on weekdays, but it will take a lot more to measure the overall situation in the future. Think a lot."
Shopkeeper Sun was convinced, and bowed his head to thank the lord.
The man in the bucket hat nodded slightly and continued, "The rumor you just ordered to spread is good."
After all, there must be someone who will take the blame. As long as the county magistrate is suspicious of the county lieutenant, and seeing that Li Zhu Bo’s life and death in the military camp is unknown, the chaos in the city cannot be resolved within ten days and a half, and they can let their people retreat.
"Master, that Meng Qi's appearance is not old, does it have something to do with his practice?" Shopkeeper Sun turned his head and thought of something else.
It is said that Mojieti Temple is already a place for "cultivating evil arts" in the eyes of the Central Plains martial arts people, but their own family knows their own affairs, no matter what kind of work, can they be rejuvenated and rejuvenated? Meng Qi was clearly of the same generation as Dharma King Miti.
"It's not a technique."
The man in the hat just said this, and then he kept his mouth shut.
Shopkeeper Sun didn't wait for the following for a long time, and he knew that the Dou Li man didn't want to say more, and he felt very regretful.
Power, strength, longevity... the most tempting thing, if you can make a fuss about this, Meng Qi will usher in countless enemies.
"I will lead this person away."
After the man in the bucket hat finished speaking, his figure flashed, and his trace was lost on the carriage.
***
"By the way, there is one thing I don't know if it is special."
Lady Liu suddenly raised her head and said to Meng Qi, "I've never seen him with the upper half of his face, either wearing a hat or sitting in the dark."
"Huh?" Meng Qi asked with interest, "Have you never seen it before, or are you not trusted?"
Lady Liu's face turned pale, and her background was a pain point that could not be avoided.
The Han people looked down on them, and the remnants of the Xiliang family were lacking in the restoration of the country, so they accepted them.
"I... I don't think so, maybe only the cronies know about it." Madam Liu calmed down and pondered, "He is a ghost, and often only the person in charge of the land can see him. The people who practiced the Konghua Formation with me also have backgrounds. The nobles of the eight divisions of the party, we have lived and dined almost together for 20 years, and I have never seen the true face of the lord, and neither have they."
Meng Qi pondered for a while and said with a smile, "If it's not from trust, then it's probably because of his ugly looks."
"Brother Meng!" Mo Li frowned, motioning to stop joking at this time.
"Don't be annoyed, doctor, there are many situations in which you can't see people. If your appearance is very different from ordinary people, and you are particularly eye-catching in the crowd, it is not easy to show your face casually."
After Meng Qi finished speaking, he turned to look at the swordsman, and asked himself, "How about you, have you never seen the face of your benefactor?"
"I don't know." The swordsman said, "I suspect that what I saw is not his real face. His appearance is very ordinary, but every time he comes, there seems to be a slight difference. The killer is proficient in disguise. so… "
Anyway, experts are identified by breath, not by appearance.
Meng Qi was disappointed, and suddenly heard the swordsman say again: "But thinking about it now, I don't seem to have seen his eyes before, something is always blocking it."
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