The sky was shrouded in night, and there was no crescent moon or any starlight. It was just pitch black, as if the entire sky was covered in darkness.
The streets are also deserted at night. At a glance, every lane seems lonely and deep, which makes people feel breathless.
But just then.
There were bursts of footsteps, which were not neat but steady and powerful.
"The sun is on the right path, and the ghosts are gone!"
I don't know who shouted.
As the footsteps gradually approached, I saw that it was a patrol team wearing the outer armor of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division. There were ten people in total, a small team.
The leader was the patrolman Wu Peng, whose energy and blood surged, intertwined with the energy and blood of the nine guards following behind, dispelling a lot of gloom and depression in the dark night.
"The sun is on the right path, and the ghosts are gone!"
There was another long groan.
The night patrol of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division is a compulsory course every day. The purpose is to use the blood energy gathered by the warriors to dispel the Yin energy that may gather at night and avoid the appearance of Yin ghosts and strange creatures as much as possible.
certainly.
The most important reason is that the block patrolled by Wu Peng and others is where the Xuanguo Mansion is located. If it were an area on the edge of Kyoto, everyone might have gone to have flower wine together.
Patrolling the streets and alleys where the Xuanguo Mansion is located, they naturally dare not leave their posts without authorization. Although the possibility of a ghost appearing is unlikely, once it appears, they will have to bear some responsibility for these patrols.
Everyone continued to patrol forward.
They all looked very relaxed.
Although Kyoto is not safe at night, it is compared to ordinary people. After all, they are patrols of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division, and they are all warriors, and the weakest one is also eighth grade.
Even if you really encounter a ghost, as long as it is not too strong, the strong energy and blood gathered by everyone will be enough to push the ghost back or even make it unable to bear it and collapse all of a sudden.
As for other things, attacking the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division is a serious crime of treason. No matter the small gangster under the night, they will stay away from them when they see them.
What's more, this is outside the streets of Xuanguo Mansion.
There are no gangs around here that dare to reach out, let alone safety. The only thing is that it is a bit troublesome. They have to patrol every day until the first rooster crows.
"Angkor, would you like to have a drink tomorrow?"
Someone was walking behind Wu Peng, laughing and talking.
No one spoke.
Seeing that Wu Peng ignored him, he immediately smiled, looked at the man next to him, and said: "Old Liu, let me tell you, I met a young girl in Hualou yesterday. She was really nice, but it's a pity that she is expensive.
A little bit..."
Old Liu glanced at him and said: "What kind of good things can the ladies from Hualou be? I'll take care that all your blood is drained out."
The man curled his lips and said, "There's so much nonsense, why don't we go together tomorrow?"
Lao Liu refused and said: "No, I told my wife when I went out in the evening that even if there is a big event tomorrow, I will accompany her to Xigui Street for a day of shopping... Well, I will go for convenience, you continue.
, don’t wait for me, I’ll catch up right away.”
"What about accompanying your wife? I think you're not very good there, Old Liu. You missed it right after you left the house."
The person next to me couldn't help laughing.
Old Liu wasn't angry either. He just walked away and said lazily: "I think you deserve a beating. I'll fight you for thirty rounds when I come back."
soon.
He disappeared into the darkness.
"The sun is on the right path, and the evil ghosts are gone."
In the dark streets, Wu Peng's voice sounded.
There was no emotion in this voice, only a feeling of indifference and numbness.
Everyone continued to move forward.
soon.
The street ahead reaches the end, and beyond that is a towering courtyard wall. Everyone knows where it is. It is the courtyard of the Xuanguo Mansion, which covers a vast area and is magnificent.
"The Duke's mansion, no matter how many times I see it, it is always so majestic."
Someone sighed.
"Are you envious? Go find a brick and see if you can be reincarnated into it in your next life."
The person next to me laughed.
However, as we approached the Xuanguo Mansion, everyone's voices became much lower.
Together with Wu Peng, who led the team, the phrase "the sun is on the right path, the ghosts have retreated" from time to time has become much more depressed and low-pitched, and it sounds a bit vague.
"Why hasn't Lao Liu come over yet?"
While a few people were talking and laughing, someone asked strangely.
Although the night is pitch dark, for an eighth-level warrior, he can still see clearly in the dark. Even if he wets his pants, he still won't catch up by now.
As these words fell, several other people also felt strange, so they all stopped talking and listened to the sounds in the distance.
There was dead silence.
I didn't hear any footsteps coming this way.
"...the right path, the evil ghost..."
And in the dead silence, Wu Peng's numb and unclear voice sounded again.
But what it sounded like at this time made several people present shiver inexplicably. Someone looked at Wu Peng in front and said, "Brother Angkor, stop shouting now, Lao Liu is gone."
However.
The voice fell, but there was no response.
Wu Peng still lowered his head and walked forward, while continuing to make a low voice. This time it was more numb and unclear than before.
Several people looked at each other.
Someone couldn't help it anymore, walked forward, walked behind Wu Peng, and reached out to pat Wu Peng's shoulder, but then he heard Wu Peng's numb murmur again.
This murmur sounded like "the sun is on the right path, the ghosts are gone", but as I listened, it gradually changed and turned into two other sentences.
"Born...protection...rebirth...bliss..."
The sound was numb and dull, but it was like thunder exploding in his ears, making the man's scalp numb for a moment. Not only did his outstretched hand stop in mid-air, but his whole person even jumped back.
He looked at Wu Peng's back with a horrified expression.
"Wu, Angkor?"
He spoke with difficulty.
He felt that his whole body seemed to be frozen in place, and the dark sky seemed to have completely collapsed, crushing him, making him unable to breathe.
The energy and blood in his body surged crazily, and he tried hard to move a finger, but was unable to make any movement. He only felt that his head was being twisted by a force, and he couldn't resist turning it back bit by bit.
Amidst a clicking sound, he was suddenly turned to his back!
"Ho...ho..."
He struggled with all his strength, raised his arms forcefully, held down his head, and tried to turn his head back, but it was in vain. His entire head became blood red, his eyes also turned dark red, and there was only one thing in his mouth.
It can make a "ho, ho" sound.
The final moment of collapse of consciousness.
He saw patrolling people lying on the ground on the road behind them. Everyone was holding their head in their hands, and everyone's head was twisted in a direction that was completely opposite to the body.
His consciousness completely fell into darkness.
His hands lost strength and drooped, and his whole body fell to the ground helplessly.
ahead.
Wu Peng, who was muttering numbly, slowly stopped, turned his head and looked behind him. He looked at the corpses on the ground, lowered his head and murmured.
"Bliss in the afterlife..."
With this sentence fell.
There was a sound of footsteps.
From the darkness in the distance, about twenty figures walked out slowly, all dressed in white. Every step they took was silent, making them look extremely strange and terrifying in the dark night.
"I have seen...all the envoys..."
Wu Peng knelt down, kowtowed slowly, and clasped his hands together.
The many people in white who appeared ignored him and only looked at the Xuanguo Mansion in front of them.
The man in white standing at the back slowly took out a bunch of small flags and said: "Everyone, remember, at most a quarter of an hour, after a quarter of an hour Si Tiantai will definitely find that the spiritual veins in the Xuanguo Mansion have been cut off. At that time
It must be withdrawn.”
Another man in white said calmly: "That's enough. As long as it can be completely sealed within this quarter of an hour, no news can be sent out."
The man in white took out the small flag, distributed the small flags in his hand to everyone, and said calmly: "That person's formation flag cut off the spiritual veins and blocked the terrain, isolating the inside and outside. Within a quarter of an hour, even mosquitoes would fly.
We won’t go out, but there is a fourth-grade martial artist in Xuan Guo Mansion, so we can’t let him rush out.”
"Fu Yan Fist Zhao Li, if it were normal, I would have wanted to try his boxing skills. Unfortunately, time is tight and we cannot miss important things. It is better to solve it as soon as possible."
"He's the only one who can't cause any trouble."
"Foolproof."
"Hey, in the Xuanguo Mansion back then, the first Duke Xuanguo suppressed countless demons as a grand master. What a glorious sight it was. But now a mere fourth-rank man can sit on the altar."
"The rise and fall of the secular world has its own destiny. Without the support of the real person, it is naturally impossible to transcend the destiny. Now that they can offer some of their energy to the real person, it can be regarded as their blessing."
The men in white each took away a small flag, their expressions were either calm or sarcastic, and then in a flash, they all disappeared, leaving only one man in white and Wu Peng lying aside.