Saying goodbye to Mu Qingxue, Shen Lang first went to the port horse market and bought a black horse. Then he rode the horse out of the port, bypassed Yingzhou Fucheng, and galloped northeast along the official path.
Just as he was setting off on his horse.
Above the sky, a giant eagle, which looked like just a small black dot when viewed from the ground, was slowly circling among the clouds, its position almost always keeping pace with the waves on the ground.
In the outskirts of Fucheng, someone stood on a hill and looked at the sky with a monocular telescope to observe the movements of the giant eagle. When he saw the giant eagle turning to the northeast, he immediately shouted:
"Mount!"
There were more than thirty people on the hillock, all dressed in mourning clothes and carrying long swords on their backs. They got on their horses at the same time, whipped their horses, and chased in the direction indicated by the giant eagle.
at the same time.
In Yingzhou City, in a private room of a restaurant, someone whispered:
"The directions are changing... Madam, the man has moved!"
After a while, someone knocked on the door and came in, reporting in a low voice:
"The man separated from Mu Qingxue at the port, bought a black horse at the horse market, and rode away alone. He did not enter the city, but went straight around Fucheng and headed northeast."
"Set off immediately and catch up! Don't forget to send a message to the other side!"
"Wait a minute! Madam, please be patient. Could this be a trap? Could Mu Qingxue be using him as bait for fishing?"
"Hmph, someone is coming from the capital. Mu Qingxue will soon be entangled and unable to escape. Even if it is really a trap, we still have plenty of time to swallow the bait! Stop talking nonsense, this time the three parties will cooperate to hunt down our common enemy.
, even if that kid has wings on his ribs, he will break his wings and fall to his death!"
Soon, a peregrine falcon flew out of the restaurant window, flew into the air like lightning, and flew out of the city. It flew all the way into a private port on the seaside outside the city, and landed on the mast of a seagoing ship.
Someone climbed up the mast, fed the peregrine falcon two small fish, then took a small bamboo tube from the eagle's talon, turned over and lowered the mast, and hurriedly entered the cabin.
Within a moment, a group of people stepped out of the cabin and flew straight off the ship.
One of the two people at the head of that team was wearing a high hat, a black-and-white top, a wide skirt, and a three-foot cane. He looked exactly like Li Ying, the Ghost King's eastern military advisor!
port.
After watching Shen Lang leave.
Mu Qingxue was waiting to catch up secretly and escort Shen Lang for a while. Before she even took a step, she suddenly frowned slightly and looked sideways.
Not far away, I saw a seemingly ordinary merchant ship docked at a trestle berth.
At the bow of the merchant ship, a middle-aged man dressed as a member of a wealthy family stood with his hands behind his hands.
The middle-aged man has a handsome figure, a white beardless face, and a kind smile. He seems harmless to humans and animals, but the coldness contained in the depths of his eyes is enough to freeze the blood of ordinary people and even lower-level third-level warriors, and make their whole body paralyzed.
After looking at the rich middle-aged man for a while, Mu Qingxue's eyes were solemn and she whispered: "Eunuch Zhang!"
The distance between the two sides was tens of meters, but her voice reached the wealthy middle-aged man's ears clearly.
And the slightly feminine voice of the rich, middle-aged "Eunuch Zhang" soon echoed clearly in Mu Qingxue's ears:
"Mu Catou."
"Eunuch Zhang is not in the capital to serve His Majesty, so what is the purpose of coming to Yingzhou?"
"I came to Yingzhou on official business in accordance with His Majesty's orders. Unexpectedly, I ran into Mu Baotou here."
Mu Qingxue's voice was cold: "Is it really a chance encounter?"
Eunuch Zhang smiled softly: "Why do you need to worry about Mr. Mu? Of course it's just an accidental encounter."
"Since we just met by chance..." Mu Qingxue's eyes turned cold: "Why did Eunuch Zhang use his energy to lock this arrester? Could it be that he wanted to fight me?"
Eunuch Zhang smiled:
"Don't dare. Our family has only condensed three of the nine profound apertures. How dare we take action against Mu Captou? It's just that our mission this time has something to do with Mu Captou...
"I heard that Captain Mu captured a group of powerful pirates? Your Majesty has recently built a 'death camp' and is determined to throw some of the most heinous criminals into the 'dead camp' until the northern barbarians move south this autumn.
When invading the border, sending the dead soldier battalion up to charge into battle can also be used as waste.
"Our family is here to receive these pirates according to His Majesty's order. By the way, we will escort the stolen goods confiscated by Mu Captou to Beijing. In this way, we will save Mu Captou the trouble of escorting them in the future.
That's what happened. Please cooperate with me, Mr. Mu, and take our family to hand over the pirates and their stolen goods."
Hearing this, Mu Qingxue couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in her heart: The emperor's reaction was so quick!
Even though it had only been twenty days since she appeared on King Shark Island, and most of the journey was still overseas, the emperor had already learned the news and even sent a great eunuch to Yingzhou!
Is it because of the big eagle from the Nanhai Sword Sect?
The only uncertainty now is whether the emperor knows that Jin Yiming was killed by Shen Lang.
If you already know...
So Shen Lang may have to face countless cold shots and secret arrows during his trip to Beijing!
And now Eunuch Zhang has set his sights on her again. Even if she wants to escort Shen Lang for a ride, she can't get away at all.
I can only pray secretly that the emperor still doesn't know that Shen Lang killed Jin Yiming, and he doesn't like him as a little shrimp, so he won't send too strong masters to deal with him.
With Shen Lang's protection, his own martial arts and Taoist skills...
Well, mainly Taoism and marksmanship.
Shen Lang is very good at practicing martial arts, but he can't do it in actual combat. He is the kind of person who can only follow the secret book one, two, three and four in order and has no idea about the rigid swordsmanship of adapting to changes. A martial artist with a little actual combat experience will know how to deal with it.
he.
Therefore, at least until he has developed his internal strength and true energy, and can overwhelm others with his strength, Shen Lang's martial arts is best not to participate in actual combat.
But even so, he should be able to handle it as long as there are no warriors of the fourth grade and above and monks of the sixth grade and above to intercept and kill him.
In addition, last night, she had already used a magic weapon to remotely transmit Shen Lang's news to the Capital Divine Hall, and briefly stated Shen Lang's merits and qualifications.
With his qualifications, he will definitely attract Mr. Yan's attention.
As long as Lord Yan starts to pay attention, he can provide Shen Lang with great security even if he is far away from the capital.
At least, under Lord Yan's attention, it is impossible for some strong men who even Mu Qingxue should treat with caution to deal with Shen Lang personally.
Now, I just hope Shen Lang can be smarter and have better luck.
But as for Shen Lang... he shouldn't be as unlucky as her, right?
While he was thinking about it, Eunuch Zhang said sadly again:
"Master Mu has been reluctant to speak, but he is not satisfied with His Majesty's arrangement?"
Mu Qingxue took a deep breath, suppressed her distracting thoughts, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone:
"I don't dare. Ask Eunuch Zhang to express the imperial edict clearly. Once I see the imperial edict, I will act in accordance with it."
Eunuch Zhang smiled slightly:
"Then please invite Mr. Mu to come on board to receive the order!"
…
At noon, the sun is shining brightly.
Shen Lang stopped by the horse road and led the horse into the forest next to the road to escape the heat. He also took out water and bean cakes from the pen space and fed the horse. Then he took out a small horse and sat down in the shade of the trees while chewing pancakes with meat.
, while drinking ice-cold rice wine to relieve the heat.
As for where his iced rice wine came from...
Of course rice wine exists in the Dianjingbi space.
In the past two days, he accompanied Chen Yuniang to purchase goods at various warehouses in the port. He did not have time to practice the seventh-level magic "Water Mirror Shadow Technique", so he took the time to spend most of the night and perfected an inferior Western skill "Ice".
touch".
This spell is the same as "Fire Finger". It is for apprentices to practice and familiarize themselves with the composition of the spell. It has no lethality.
But it is quite practical in daily life, especially for chilling drinks.
After casting the spell, place your hands on the wine jar. Within a few moments, the jar of rice wine will be as sweet and refreshing as ice.
After devouring ten pancakes with meat, ten boiled eggs, two kilograms of roasted whale meat, and drinking a whole jar of iced rice wine, Shen Lang finally had enough to eat and drink.
After resting for half an hour, and just as he was about to continue on his way, he suddenly felt a slight heat from the brand on the back of his hand, and a thought came from Xiao Gu:
"I'm in the psychic realm!"
Shen Lang was not surprised by Xiaogu's promotion.
When he was at sea before, Xiao Gu confidently assured him that he would be promoted within seven days at most.
After that guarantee, I spent four days at sea and two days in Yingzhou Port. Today is the seventh day.
And just halfway through the seventh day, Xiaogu had been successfully promoted. Although Shen Lang was not surprised, he was also greatly surprised.
I got up and looked outside the forest for a while. I saw that there were no pedestrians on the official road outside the forest under the scorching sun. So I went deep into the forest for a while, called Xiao Zhao out, gave him a little pen in his mouth, and gave him a few words:
Shen Lang then had a thought and entered some fine writing space.
After Shen Lang entered the space.
Xiao Zhao held a half-bald brush in his mouth, and made a powerful leap with his short legs. He jumped more than three feet high and jumped onto a horizontal branch. Then he jumped several times in succession and soon disappeared five or six feet above the ground.
among the dense canopy of trees.
Point fine pen space.
As soon as Shen Lang saw the small bone, he noticed its difference.
Its slender bones appear whiter, and its surface also has a layer of crystal enamel, as if coated with a layer of colored glass. It looks delicate and like a work of art, but it does not have the delicate and fragile feeling of a work of art. Instead, it gives people a
A feeling of indestructibility.
The missing phalanx of its left tail finger has also been restored to its entirety, and the newly "grown" phalanx is no different from its original skeleton.
It had two small bony bumps on its forehead, which looked like it was about to grow a pair of horns, but it didn't look ferocious and weird, but rather cute.
This is how the appearance changes.
Of course, the Xiaogu that was promoted to the second level little demon did not just change in appearance.
[Bone...ordinary sword...cannot cut it...]
Xiaogu held a refined steel knife in his right hand and gave his left arm a hard blow.
The steel knife struck its arm bone, making a crisp sound and a dazzling spark shooting out.
Under the impact of the knife, the bones of the small arm were intact, but the blade of the steel knife collapsed with a gap the size of a soybean.
[The Hundred Forged Black Iron Sword... can only... be like this! 】
It threw away the steel knife casually, picked up the hundred-forged black iron sword that was thrust upside down in front of it, and was about to chop it into its own arm.
"Wait!" Shen Lang shouted quickly to stop.
This is a fourth-grade sword. Even if it is not infused with internal energy, true energy, and does not inspire supernatural powers, it can still cut through iron armor easily with its sharpness.
After he stopped drinking, the sword edge was hovering just above the small bone on his left arm, just a hair away from the arm bone.
It tilted its head to look at Shen Lang, its eye sockets flashed with red light, and its "eyes" clearly conveyed its doubts.
"Don't cut yourself with a sword. I know you can't feel pain and your bones are extremely tough, but this is a fourth-grade sword. Wouldn't it be bad if your hand was cut off?"
[Cut continuously. At most, only one small gap will be cut.]
In other words, even a fourth-grade sword can't cut the bones of small bones if it doesn't use internal force and true energy to stimulate supernatural powers?
Shen Lang smiled and said congratulations, and then said seriously:
"Such a beautiful bone, even just cutting a small gap is not enough."
【I can heal by myself, and I won’t leave scars.】
Xiaogu conveyed his inner voice like this. Although he felt a little regretful, he still put down his sword.
In addition, Shen Lang also felt a little bit of joy from its emotions.
Is it because you praise its beautiful bones?
Does the little skeleton also know how to love beauty?
Shen Lang shook his head in amusement and suddenly realized something:
"Xiaogu, you still can't speak?"
Xiao Gu shook his head, opened his jaw, and pointed at his empty mouth and throat:
[I don’t have a voice organ... and I can’t speak in the second realm. Maybe I have to reach the demon pill realm to...]
Shen Lang sighed, but soon laughed again:
"Although it's a pity, you can convey your feelings much more smoothly now than before. In the past, it was very difficult to convey just a few words."
As a skeleton ghost, Xiaogu has a naturally indifferent and almost emotionless nature. He usually uses body movements to communicate with Shen Lang. It is difficult for him to express his feelings as vividly as Xiaoyu and others.
Although it is still a bit stumbling now, it can at least convey complete sentences with a large number of words.
At this time, Xiaogu heard another voice from Shen Lang:
[My spells have also become more powerful...]
While speaking, it opened its mouth and blew, and a bone-chilling wind roared out.
Wherever the cold wind passed, the ground was covered with a layer of cold frost, making a crackling sound. In the murky cold wind, there were two phantom skeletons wearing broken armor with only their upper bodies, holding large swords and slashing.
potential.
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