With several bangs and bangs, the strong wooden door of the prison began to burn, and arrows shot into the prison through the window exploded, igniting the hay inside.
From where He Lingchuan stood now, he could still see the fire in the prison rising suddenly and getting brighter and brighter.
…
"I've been to this city before. The walls are three feet high." In the woods outside Jucheng, Fu Liushan asked his teammates, "How long can you hold your breath while running?"
Everyone looked at each other, and they all said that they had at least two hundred breaths. The practitioners' breathing was long and their heart and lung functions were strong.
So Fu Liushan sent a talisman to everyone else: "Wear the clothes of the Vishay people, and then wear this ghost talisman. Remember to hold your breath before wearing it. Ordinary people will not be able to see you, just like you can't see ghosts."
.But as long as you exhale, the invisibility effect of the spell will disappear, and it will take five breaths to activate it again, so——"
"We have to hold our breath and climb through the city gate and enter Jucheng. There may be an ambush in the city. Don't be careless when entering, and don't step on the soft ground." So as not to leave footprints.
They were at the south gate, and a guard said: "If we enter from the north, there is a row of low houses behind the city gate where we can stay."
"You know, don't the Bixia people know?" Fu Liushan glared, "Get ready, wear the talisman!"
Everyone quickly put on their Bixia military uniforms, took a few long breaths, held their breath, put on their amulets, then quietly approached the north gate and climbed up.
The field of vision after wearing the talisman is very strange, showing a thick gray-white color, but it is not blocked by darkness and can see extremely far.
Is this the vision of a ghost?
There are guards on the city wall coming and going, occasionally walking around.
As several team members were about to pass through them, a bright light suddenly flashed in the city, and then someone shouted loudly!
"Enemy attack!"
"on fire!"
The city wall guards immediately started running and rushed to the other side to look at the inner city.
Fu Liushan himself was almost hit, and the guard's big mouth almost kissed the back of his head. He was so frightened that his body tilted, and the man brushed his shoulder and rushed over, causing a gust of wind.
What a risk, the secret was almost revealed!
What kind of enemy attack, and why did it happen at this time?
Besides myself, who else would come over in the middle of the night to cause trouble?
The other team members were also very obedient, dodging here and there. Although there were dangers everywhere, they didn't really hit anyone.
But the team looked down and saw that there was a long array of developing lights.
Are they getting by?
Everyone looked at each other, and finally went to see Fu Liushan together.
Fu Liushan also hesitated. This developing lamp can even show real ghost shadows. The ghost shadow charms they posted are of no use. Once they are applied, they will reveal their appearance and trigger all the people ambush in the city to come out.
But if they don't go down and hold it all in one breath, they will also be discovered.
What should we do? Should we go back the way we came?
When he felt that he was in a dilemma, the city gatekeeper shouted a few words, and the soldiers on the top of the city dispatched more than thirty people and lined up to go down the wall.
It happened that the staircase entrance was shrouded in the shadow of the city gate tower. Fu Liushan had an idea and made a gesture to everyone:
past!
Everyone sneaked into the shadows, and it wasn't until the last Pixia soldier in front walked down the city ladder that they took off the ghost shadow charm and followed closely behind!
What’s so great about the developing array?
They were wearing Vishay military uniforms, and they had to walk through this formation in a bold manner!
When passing through the formation, everyone's hearts were raised in their throats, fearing that the people behind would shout loudly and arrows would rain down.
Fortunately, it didn't.
The team lowered their heads and followed the alley.
Fu Liushan quietly used a "ghost vision" spell, and he could even see the crowds of people behind the low house.
Living people have energy, and the energy and blood of soldiers are stronger than ordinary people. This is how ghosts see people. Fu Liushan can discover the so-called "popularity" by simulating "ghost eyes".
Sure enough, there are a lot of people lurking here!
Fortunately, they sneaked over. If they showed up, they would probably be swarmed and chopped into pieces.
After following the troops in front and turning a few corners, the team put on their ghost charms and quietly left the team. They walked through the deserted streets and slipped behind a row of stores before letting out a long sigh of relief.
Phew, it’s revealed.
"There is indeed an ambush!"
"What happened in the city?"
Another team member said: "I heard from the guards that the place where the fire was blazing was in the direction of the county government office."
"Hey? Is there someone who can take action before us?"
Everyone looked at Fu Liushan, who was panting the most: "What are you looking at me for? I didn't do it. Did your general send another man?"
I’m old, it’s so tiring to hold my breath!
Everyone can only shake their heads and wonder.
"Master Fu, what should we do now?" Someone asked, "The fire is soaring into the sky. Even if we rush to the prison, the county will be prepared."
"Since there is an ambush, your young master may not be thrown into prison." Fu Liushan said calmly, "It is a good thing that someone will try and make mistakes for us and draw the attention of the officers and soldiers for us."
Those unscrupulous people almost cheated them just now!
…
He was suddenly attacked, with fire everywhere, and the prison was filled with exclamations of surprise.
Soon a police officer opened the cell door and rushed out in a hurry.
The officer outside said angrily: "Where are the prisoners? Don't burn them all!"
So a bunch of people cheered and went in to escort the prisoner.
The high courtyard of the prison was soon filled with prisoners, about seventeen or eight in number. But He Lingchuan looked through the firelight and saw no familiar faces here.
Situ He either hasn't been rescued yet or was unfortunately shot to death by him, or he's not being held here at all.
Ahem, he thinks the former possibility is very small.
At this time, someone below was already shouting: "Tower, Tower is shooting!"
They had already realized where the arrow came from.
The people in the tower climbed up to the roof to take a look, and saw only three dead bodies and three repeating crossbows. Where were the others?
No, I fell into a trap!
The man climbed down from the tower and rushed to the office to report.
This is what He Lingchuan has been waiting for.
When the messenger passed under the tree, a spider as big as a grain of rice fell down and landed on his shoulder.
It was as light as nothing and did not attract his attention.
The eyeball spider crawled into his collar and lurked.
As a result, He Lingchuan quickly stole the conversation in the official office.
The officer reported the situation on the tower, and the magistrate appointed by the Bixia people asked the guards on the side:
"Is there any news from the death row prisoners?"
With just this sentence, He Lingchuan knew that Situ He was being imprisoned somewhere else.
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"Send a signal and see how they respond." The prisons were all burned down, and the county magistrate was certainly not at ease with the death row prisoners serving as bait, fearing that this was an enemy's attempt to attack the enemy.
"Yes." The guard responded and ran back.
The eyeball spider jumped hard and landed on his clothes.
It followed the guard and ran to the second floor of the official office.
Then, the guard took out a mirror and flashed it to the south.
Very rhythmic.
This is sending a signal.
In order to prevent the other party from receiving the message, he sent it several times repeatedly.
However, although the buildings in the south woke up from the darkness and turned on their lights, there didn't seem to be any flashing signals sent back.
The guard was not in a hurry and just took out two straw knots from his arms and placed them in his palms.
About ten breaths later, one of the grass knots suddenly broke on its own.
The guard immediately carried it downstairs and presented it to the county magistrate: "Sir, only one straw knot was broken, and the death row prisoner is fine."
This kind of grass knot is called "Qianqian Knot". He Lingchuan had seen it from Wan Qifeng. Every time he was refining, a pair would be produced. They were within ten miles apart. If one of them broke, the other one would also break.
It couldn't be more convenient for simple messaging.
But it can only do the simplest communication, such as answering "yes" or "no".
He Lingchuan guessed at just one glance that this set of communications probably used two pairs of Qianqianknots. If one pair was broken, it meant there was nothing wrong. If both pairs were broken, it meant something was wrong.
The county magistrate relaxed after hearing this.
However, the soul-capturing mirror said dissatisfied: "Oh, the other side is not using a mirror to illuminate and respond to the message, how can you position it?"
"They used thousands of knots instead of mirrors to reflect light, just to avoid being discovered." He Lingchuan's eyes flickered as he stood on the tree and looked south.
The Vishay people's caution was beyond his expectation. But it didn't matter, his plan could be revised at any time.
"But the distance reflected by the mirror is not far, the second floor of the official office is not high enough, and there are several trees outside blocking it. The flat and short buildings to the south cannot receive this signal at all."
Under the cover of darkness, he began to sneak south.
"So the officers who hold death row prisoners have to stand high so that they can observe the reflection in the mirror." He Lingchuan continued his analysis. He had just been to Jucheng yesterday and had some impressions of the place. "The streets and alleys in Jucheng are very narrow, uneven and winding.
It is winding and winding, making it inconvenient to transport troops. The county magistrate will not imprison death row prisoners too far, so it is convenient to send troops back and forth to take care of it, so the maximum is within 150 feet to the south."
"Even if we narrow the area to 150 feet, there are still many houses, okay? How to find them?"
He Lingchuan explained: "We ate pan-fried cakes in the south yesterday. We know that most of them are bungalows and houses. The only places with a higher view are..."
The soul-capturing mirror responded: "Tower, inn, warehouse, shop!"
Officials are unlikely to hold death row inmates in private homes or operating inns.
There are no high towers in Jucheng either.
Then only warehouses and empty shops will be left?
He Lingchuan jumped on a big tree again and looked to the south: "Jucheng is a small town. The government offices are so bright and noisy that ordinary residents will get up to see what's going on. We were in the south yesterday. Most of the shops are in front of
The house behind the shop is for people to live in."
"So - our target is a three-story or above warehouse or shop without lights within 150 feet south of the county government office!"
Since these officials secretly detained prisoners on death row, they certainly did not dare to turn on the lights at will.
Other residents light lamps, but they may not dare.
The scope is further narrowed and it becomes very specific.
The soul-capturing mirror helped the owner search together, and soon shouted: "Nana, look to your left, there is a three-story small building that is dark!"
He Lingchuan sneaked over and found that this was a closed inn, with half of the signboard missing.
He asked the mirror: "Have you felt the formation or barrier?"
"No."
"Then it's not here." He didn't even bother to go in and turned around to find the next target.
Time is precious.
He Lingchuan was also unlucky and failed twice more, one was a broken warehouse and the other was a vacant carriage and horse stable.