In the wind and snow, Wu Tie and Jin Mancang left the small building.
On the street, bonfires flickered, and countless men and women were still drunk and having crazy sex.
Wu Tie put his hands in his sleeves and walked steadily forward step by step through the thick snow. He looked at the men and women roaring at the top of their lungs and whispered to himself: "What's the point of having such wanton fun?"
Jin Mancang squinted at Wu Tie, then at the men and women, and suddenly laughed.
"Sir, you are... ambitious in your heart. There is a spirit in your heart. There are some things you want to do, you must do them, and you must accomplish them. Therefore, you have no time to think about these things."
"But they..."
Jin Mancang stretched out his hand and pointed at the dozens of men and women closest to them on the street one by one: "They... they have no worries about food and clothing, and no bright future. What else can they do except fight to the death for fun?"
"The future is boundless...measurable?" Wu Tie was stunned.
"The future is not bright... it's so bright." Jin Mancang smiled brightly: "This damn world, these three connected cities, have made them and ruined them. This is a comfortable nest, a place where everyone unknowingly lives. This place has become a nest of rotten meat.”
Wu Tie remained silent.
Jin Mancang raised his head, looked at the dark clouds in the sky and the falling snowflakes, and said with a smile: "There are still talents among the Bodhi clan. They actually tried to send an elite force to attack foreign lands and expand their territory."
"If you don't want to become a complete waste in this cozy nest, you can only expand externally, engage in foreign wars, and temper the clansmen with blood and death." Jin Mancang sighed: "It's a pity. I heard that the Bodhi clan was defeated. Unfortunately, all the elite soldiers sent out are dead..."
With a hint of schadenfreude, Jin Mancang smiled at the strange-looking Wu Tie: "This blow may have broken the last bit of the backbone of the Bodhi clan."
"The Bodhi clan may never send an army of the same size again."
"Those 'heroes' of the Bodhi clan who advocate for the expedition will become aliens in the eyes of the clan."
"Either they are ostracized and kicked out of the family's center of power. Or they join forces and become the shameless trash and rotten meat we see... Or they make a desperate move and use blood and death to temper the entire family. "
Jin Mancang's body trembled slightly, and he murmured in a low voice: "I faintly smelled the smell of a big deal, so I rushed here in a hurry, so I was not properly prepared, so..."
Touching the wound cut by the dagger on his thigh during the day, Jin Mancang had a look of resentment on his face.
Wu Tie patted Jin Mancang on the shoulder and said to him seriously: "Old Jin, I didn't expect that you are truly a talent."
Jin Mancang bowed humbly to Wu Tie: "What did Mr. Xiao Tie say? Who am I, Old Jin, in front of you? Hey, I just have some heretical means and I just know some friends from various religions."
Wu Tie smiled, patted Jin Mancang's body hard, and then he disappeared out of thin air.
Jin Mancang's face suddenly stiffened. He squinted his eyes, and a golden light gradually lit up in his eyes. He quickly looked around for a while, but he couldn't find any trace of Wu Tie's escape technique.
"This is... such a brilliant escape method... But even the nightmare escape method of the Mandala clan in Sanlian City cannot be so invisible and traceless." Jin Mancang wiped the unwarranted cold sweat on his forehead with a guilty conscience.
"Mysterious, scary, maybe there is a very strong and well-established backer." Jin Mancang murmured to himself: "Be careful, be careful, I, the golden ghost, will have a smooth life, but I don't want to capsize when I get old."
"Once this deal is completed, my golden ghost's good days are still to come... We can't let the boat capsize."
After exhaling, a gorgeous girl screamed, carrying a wine jar and rushing towards Jin Mancang with a "haha" smile. Behind the girl, seven or eight young men with red faces and blue skin from the cold were chasing her.
Jin Mancang licked the corners of his mouth and suddenly laughed.
He picked up the girl, turned around and left with her in his arms: "Haha, I don't know the taste of meat in half a month, Lao Jin, I will have a good time first, and then I will do serious things. Hey, hey hey, hey hey hey!"
Wu Tie became invisible and flew silently over Sanlian City.
He flew out of the Sanlian City area and flew towards a hill seven or eight miles away outside the city.
The hill is extremely beautiful, and it is covered with bamboos as green as jade.
Between the green bamboos, there are many colorful datura flowers.
On a snowy night, under the strange light from twelve towering light pillars in the distance, the black and red mandala flowers are alluring and strange, like a witch tempting death, constantly exuding a confusing and crazy atmosphere to the surroundings.
On the top of the hill, there is a small nine-story pagoda. Each floor of the pagoda is about seven or eight meters square, and each floor is surrounded by a verandah.
There is a small courtyard under the pagoda. In the snowy night, there is no movement in the courtyard. Only the lights on the ninth floor of the pagoda are flickering. On the veranda outside, there are two girls in cloaks wandering around.
This hill is the property of the Mandala clan, the twelve ruling families of the Three Connected Cities.
On weekdays, this is also the place where the most important younger generations of the Mandala clan gather secretly. It is their base for drinking, having fun, and plotting.
This hill looks peaceful, but in fact those datura flowers contain strange poison. Once outsiders enter by mistake, they will fall into the deepest sleep for at least one breath. If there is no antidote, they will definitely sleep to death.
Regarding this hill, there are many terrible and cruel rumors in Sanlian City.
However, rumors are just rumors after all, and no one can touch even a hair of the direct descendants of the Mandala clan based on rumors alone.
Two pretty girls with stern smiles walked around the corridor. Occasionally, there was the sound of bamboo branches being broken by the snow, and they would immediately look over there carefully.
These are two clearly visible checkpoints.
Wu Tie landed on the top of the pagoda silently, listening to the movements inside the pagoda.
In the warm ninth-floor pagoda, three handsome young men lay naked and reclined on three soft couches. Each of them had several pink bodies wrapped around them.
It's just that these extremely beautiful girls have fallen asleep.
The secret potion prepared by the Mandala clan is enough to ensure that they will not hear any sounds while they are sleeping, and will not leak any information here.
"It is certain that the Bodhi clan has lost its troops." A young man said lazily: "The monster Orochimai has not come back either... I heard that Miss Wei locked herself in the house and has not been out for several months. .”
"If she becomes a widow... I don't mind taking over." Another young man squinted his eyes and smiled evilly: "Well, I will go and give her a thoughtful gift tomorrow. Woman, I have experience, This is when she needs a pair of strong arms the most.”
"Why bother? A unique potion, let her enjoy it first." The third young man sneered: "I hate you doing these stupid things. Haven't you already bribed her personal maid? ?”
The three young men looked at me and I looked at you, and then they laughed at the same time.
"By the way, Old Thirteen hasn't been home for a few days." The first young man suddenly said: "Do you think he was out having fun, or did he die outside?"
"It's best to die..." Another young man said coldly: "Everyone knows very well that he is not of my blood. If it weren't for his biological mother still having some dignity, how could he be allowed to live today?"
"So, it's best to die..." The third young man said coldly: "Send someone to look for him, and don't let him come back. I think the head of the family will be happy to see this kind of thing."
Wu Tie listened to the movements in the building and nodded slowly.
No wonder the list given by Jin Mancang asked him to come to this hill to capture the purest and most reliable direct descendants of the Mandala clan.
You know, Jin Mancang had already entrusted someone to arrest a descendant of the Mandala clan.
That guy is actually not a blood descendant of the Mandala clan, which explains it easily.
Wu Tie recalled the list given by Jin Mancang... Is this guy trying to collect the direct bloodline of the twelve ruling families? It seems that this matter is inseparable from entering the Three Connected Cities.
His hands were formed in seals, and there was a faint clear light lingering on Wu Tie's fingertips.
His eyes flickered, and he carefully observed the direction of the mountain's earth veins. He counted them with his hands, and a little bit of clear light flew out, and he quickly placed a small restriction around him to isolate sounds and mana fluctuations.
The entire hill seemed to be shrouded by an invisible bell. The snowflakes falling from high in the sky were still a hundred feet away from the top of the mountain, but were moved far away by an invisible force.
The two girls walking on the veranda suddenly raised their heads and looked at the sky in shock.
There were snowflakes all over the sky, but not a single snowflake could fall on the hill.
"Enemy..." the two women shouted at the same time.
Wu Tie casually pointed his finger and cast a restraining spell. The two women froze and could no longer move.
"Who is it?" The three young men in the room shouted at the same time.
They twisted their bodies, trying to get away from the entanglement of the pink girls' bodies.
The window on the ninth floor of the pagoda suddenly opened, and the cold wind howled in. Wu Tie, who was invisible, broke into the pagoda, shaking his hands and blasting out ninety-nine immobilization spells like a storm.
The three young men all had jade pendants in the shape of mandala flowers hanging on their chests. As soon as the immobilizing spell touched their bodies, the jade pendants erupted in black and red light at the same time. The strange light was like water and quickly enveloped the three bodies.
More than a dozen holding spells hit them in succession, and the strange light trembled rapidly, and the power of the holding spells constantly offset each other.
With just a flick of a finger, the strange light that protected the body was wiped away by the immobilizing spell.
"who… "
"yes… "
"big… "
The three of them yelled one word each, and then their bodies were hit by immobilization spells one after another. They raised their upper bodies stiffly, sitting there like wooden sculptures unable to move.
Wu Tie looked around, grabbed three pieces of animal skins, wrapped them around the three people, tied them up with a rope, then swayed his body and led the three people away from the pagoda. The girl inside blocked the cold air from the outside world.
The three direct descendants of the Mandala clan, followed by the two direct descendants of the Bodhi clan, then the two noble women of the Phoenix clan, followed by the Tianlong clan, the lion clan, the sacred elephant clan, the divine turtle clan...
Wu Tie's efficiency was a hundred times higher than the monks hired by Jin Mancang. According to the information provided by Jin Mancang, Wu Tie took only three hours to kill everyone on Jin Mancang's list.
Each of the twelve ruling families has a varying number of direct descendants who fell into Wu Tie's hands.
Running around all night, the operation went so smoothly that Wu Tie was speechless.
These direct descendants of the twelve ruling families did not have much defensive power around them, so Wu Tie easily captured them alive.
Perhaps, it's because this is the Three Connected Cities.
The Twelve Ruling Families were rotten to the core. They were too confident in their own strength and did not consider that outsiders would invade the Three Connected Cities and kidnap their direct descendants.
These people were sent to hide in a secret stronghold pre-set by Jin Mancang in the mountains outside the city. When the empty sun lit up again, Wu Tie returned to Sanlian City.
It was still the same small building as last night. In the corner of the room, a dozen men and women were still asleep.
When Wu Tie came in, Jin Mancang got a bunch of wine and food from somewhere and was sitting at the round table, pouring himself a drink. He didn't know how happy he was.
After not seeing him all night, Jin Mancang looked high-spirited and glowing.
Wu Tie, who has extremely strong senses, even smelled the scent of seven different women from Jin Mancang.
"Have a nice night?" Wu Tie glared at Jin Mancang and sat down opposite him across the round table.
"Running around, hard work, where is the joy." Jin Mancang sighed heavily. He looked at Wu Tie and said seriously: "The life and death of the eight guys you mentioned, I only know that some of them were sent to In the water prison of the Youtan clan, as for the news about the werewolf..."
Wu Tie's breathing stopped. He looked at Jin Mancang without saying a word.
Jin Mancang paused deliberately, and when he saw Wu Tie just looking at him silently, he smiled bitterly and said: "There is no need to inquire about the werewolf. The largest slave trader in the Sanlian City said that in three days, they will auction a batch of high-end The slaves... among them is a werewolf who can read and write, which is very rare."
"Did you find out?" Wu Tie looked at Jin Mancang.
"In addition to those crazy people having fun, all the people in this city who have to work hard to find food have got the news." Jin Mancang stared at Wu Tie: "Everyone I know knows the news... Is this coming for you?"
Wu Tie smiled bitterly: "It seems that they have strangled my thoughts."
Jin Mancang looked at Wu Tie with a horrified expression: "Are you going to face the Youtan clan head-on?"
Wu Tie's fingers touched the round table randomly, and he punched dozens of holes in the stone round table.
He thought for a while, and countless thoughts quickly flashed through his mind.
After pondering for a moment, Wu Tie shook his head: "Fight hard? I'm not that stupid."
Looking at Jin Mancang, Wu Tie suddenly laughed: "Help me send a message to Miss Wei of the Bodhi clan, okay? Please ask her for me, how much is she willing to pay for the life of Da Sheyi?"