At four o'clock in the afternoon, in a house in the south of the city.
Li and Shanhui quietly crossed the fence and entered the courtyard. In the afternoon, they once again sneaked into the underground passage and dropped several cloth bags containing medicinal materials. Some of these cloth bags have a rancid smell, and some have a slight fragrance, but without exception they can spread far and wide. Using these special smells and a rough range investigation, Luo Youer locked the location of the patio.
It is located in this seemingly inconspicuous courtyard.
It has to be said that a lot of effort has been put into the prevention of this tunnel. This place is located right at the junction of the wealthy area and the outer city. Without the guidance of the smell, it would be difficult for ordinary people to imagine that there is a cave underneath such an ordinary house.
Even the patio looks like an ordinary well from the outside. It not only has a bucket stand, but also has hemp ropes for hanging buckets tied to it.
Naturally, there are people guarding the house, but no one has noticed that there is a problem for more than ten years, and it is impossible for the guards to keep an eye on it all day and night. They are more about occupying this room and ensuring that the patio is under their control.
Judging from the swords and robes placed beside the bed, the two people stationed here were members of the Donghai Gang.
Li walked to the bedside step by step and raised his tail towards Shanhui.
That's the signal to attack.
The two of them jumped down separately, and the short knives in their mouths stabbed straight into their opponent's throat.
The latter made no reaction from beginning to end. It's not like they don't have marching warnings, such as bells hanging at the door and silk threads tied in front of the doorposts - it's a pity that these means are meaningless to the demon.
…
On the roof of the bungalow in the courtyard, the fire flickered twice.
"Sister Li has taken over the patio area." Luo Youer waved after receiving the signal, "Let's go in!"
Two teams that had been waiting at the corner of the street filed out from the darkness. These people, led by Li Xing, pushed the carts to transport bags of cloth bags into the hospital.
Xia Fan and Ning Wanjun also followed into the house.
"The mouth of the well is sealed." Li, who was one step ahead, turned around and whispered.
Xia Fan cautiously approached the edge of the well and looked around, only to see darkness below, as if there was no bottom. But with the help of the weak moonlight, he could vaguely see the faint cold light reflected about ten feet down.
It should be something like an iron fence.
Obviously the Donghai Gang didn't want anyone to break into their hinterland directly from the vent.
This did not surprise Xia Fan.
He didn't plan to break into the enemy's lair from here and compete with the qi sensers of Dongsheng Kingdom.
In other words, he was not prepared to "compete".
The other party is an unruly evil heretic, so he naturally does not need to talk about moral principles.
"Start throwing, remember to be gentle with your hands and feet."
"Yes." Li Xing responded in a low voice, then carefully opened a bag and slowly poured the contents into the well.
That's a bag of flour.
Judging from the fineness, the flour ground from these wheats is of high quality and is very suitable for making pastries, dumpling wrappers and steamed buns. Ordinary people only use it to enjoy it during holidays. But now, they are being poured into the courtyard in bags as if they are free.
In addition to the flour, there are also bags of sawdust - which have also been beaten into extremely fine pieces and are as light as goose feathers when poured.
Whether it is flour or sawdust, both have one obvious thing in common, that is, they are natural and harmless.
Although Xia Fan had already explained that this move could turn the Donghai Gang's lair upside down, Ning Wanjun could not imagine how a thing used to eat and a scrap of wood planed by a carpenter would change. Only in this way can the effect described by the other party be achieved.
Some Lijutsu can use sawdust as a primer, but once it is cast, the materials will disappear, and scattering them will be unnecessary.
But the other person is a listener after all.
She didn't think that Xia Fan was being mystical. What she was thinking about was more of expectation - looking forward to witnessing a drastic change that no one had imagined.
…
Akira Amuro still hasn't fallen asleep.
He stared at the words in the spell book, but didn't read a single word.
He has never had a good night's sleep since he came to this place, even though this was his family's former homeland.
Anshi Ming didn't understand why his ancestors took the past so seriously. Yongguo had been torn apart, and all descendants of the royal family had been killed. This place was already a strange place, but the people above were always thinking about coming back one day and bringing this place to life. The land was regained.
But that was not something he could comment on.
He is just a junior in the family, otherwise he would not be sent to this hellish place.
Fortunately, he has completed half of the tasks he shouldered, and the evil-attracting array has also been installed. When the next sea ship arrives, he will probably be able to leave this smelly and stuffy rat's nest.
Thinking of this, Amuro Akira blew out the candles, closed the book, and wanted to go out and take a breath. Although the smell outside is worse, there is at least some wind flowing.
After opening the door, he suddenly felt his nose was itchy and couldn't help but sneeze.
what happened? There shouldn't be too much dust in this place.
He subconsciously glanced at the birdcage next to the door. There was nothing strange about the few sparrows, they were still sitting quietly on the branches.
"Ueno Akachi."
"Sir, my subordinate is here." A sturdy warrior hurriedly approached from the darkness, "What are your orders?"
This guy... must be sleeping secretly.
But he's still alive, so there shouldn't be any problems here.
"You can continue to keep vigil - wait!" An Shiming suddenly stopped him, "Please come closer to me."
When the other party got closer, he realized that the other party's shoulders were covered in gray. No, it's not just on my shoulders, it's also on my clothes and shoes, as if it's snowing.
Snow? This is not a deep sea state. How could it snow in September
An Shiming's heart skipped a beat. He looked up at the vault, but the entire lobby was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly except the outline of the room.
"Sir, what's the problem?" The warrior looked confused.
What a fool! An Shiming resisted the urge to light the torch and replied angrily, "Call all the guards in the passage. Remember, don't make any noise."
If something happens, the enemy is in the dark and he is in the light, this night will be their only cover.
My nose started to itch again.
An Shiming held his breath, took a few steps towards the patio, and suddenly saw a strange scene! Under the dim moonlight, countless fine dust was tilting down from the top of the head, forming thin gauze curtains. There was already a lot of dust piled up below, forming small mounds of dirt.
"Something's happening! Get up and watch your head!" He yelled.
At the same time, An Shiming ran into the inner room as quickly as possible and held four talismans emitting purple light in his hands.
After getting the talisman, he felt much more at ease.
But what exactly is that dust? It's neither poison nor does it cause harm. Could it be that the Wu Gang was causing trouble
"Sir," Ueno Akachi ran in, "Everyone is awake. There seems to be a lot of flour in the tunnel."
"flour?"
"There are also some other miscellaneous things, but in short...it tastes fine."
Not only non-toxic, but also edible? An Shiming found that his mind was a little lost, "Ask two people to go outside and take a look."
At this moment, a strong evening breeze poured in from the patio, instantly scattering the dust on the ground!
This is - Alchemy!
The enemy is definitely not the Wu Gang!
An Shiming suddenly wanted to close the door, but his hands and feet were still half a beat too slow.
A bright electric light followed closely, piercing into the whirlwind and lighting up the entire underground lobby the moment it fell.
The next moment, the flying dust also glowed, as if competing with lightning, or like the sun lighting up the stars. But their light is redder and hotter, like exploding flames.
In an instant, the rapidly expanding flame burst open the wooden door and engulfed him!