Densely packed iron thorns pierced the moonlit sky, like the stiffly raised middle fingers of countless dead people.
In the land of Western Xinjiang, Geng Jin Yuan Qi is particularly strong. The weather is bitter and cold, which is the best environment for the growth of iron thorns. Under the moonlight, you can hear the crisp sound of "Pap Pa", which is the pouring of Geng Jin Yuan Qi layer by layer.
The core of the iron thorn is fused with the biting cold air, making the iron thorn harder and more flexible.
A man in black was walking on the field ridge. He was wearing a cloak. Under the moonlight, only his slightly red eyes could be seen.
Like a ghost from hell, the man in black walked forward step by step with heavy steps. He raised his hand from time to time. The wine in the gourd in his hand was fragrant, and the aroma of the wine floated more than ten feet away in the night wind.
Several tough men wearing special cassocks and hiding in the iron thorn fields squinted their eyes and looked at the men in black walking over step by step with gloomy expressions.
"superior!"
When the man in black walked past them, several tough men hiding in the iron thorn field jumped up at the same time, and their hands were like a vise, clasping the man in black's neck, wrists and ankles fiercely. They
With his hands like lightning, he took out the rope with flowing light and tied the man in black tightly.
"You brat, wandering around here in the middle of the night is definitely not a good thing."
"Go back with us obediently and tell us why you came to Yangshui Town."
The man in black remained motionless and allowed these men to tie him up like a rice dumpling. He looked at the full moon in the sky and spoke in an extremely dry voice.
"Today, a carriage entered Yangshui Town."
"They are disciples of the Lu Zong Xingdian."
"You, these idiots."
A series of "Puff" sounds were heard, and the body of the man in black was like dough in a steamer. Countless blisters, large and small, swelled up. The first blister exploded, and a large amount of rancid pus spewed out, scaring several people.
The tough man retreated quickly.
One after another, the blisters exploded. In just a few breaths, a perfectly good man turned into a pool of putrid pus. The black and red mixed pus quickly dissolved his clothes. Even the wine gourd'
The sound of "chichi" was melted into a wisp of blue smoke.
The pus water was extremely toxic, and the soil on the field ridge was dissolved by the poisonous water. In less than half a cup of tea, a large pit about two feet in diameter appeared on the ground, and a pungent stench was constantly emitting from it.
Several tough men stared dumbfounded at the large hole on the ground. They glanced at each other, and someone hurriedly blew an exquisite whistle made of bamboo leaves. The sharp whistle, like the chirping of autumn insects, quietly floated out and spread quickly in the wind.
Go out seven or eight miles.
In the distance, a black shadow flew over on dense iron thorns. Although it was not yet mature, the tips of the iron thorns were already extremely sharp, far better than ordinary swords. But the black shadow floated over and tiptoed lightly.
The iron thorns left no trace on the white soles of the boots.
"What happened?"
When they were still more than ten feet away, the black shadow was already scolding him in a low voice.
"These days, you must be careful. Tomorrow the ancestor will bring various orders to worship the ancestors of all generations... Damn it, what is this?"
The black shadow fell on the ground, and he stared wide-eyed at the large pit where black smoke was still rising out of the ground and exuded an overwhelming rotten smell.
Several men hurriedly knelt down on one knee and recounted what had just happened. The black shadow's body swayed slightly and he patted his thigh hard.
"Disciples of Lu Zong's Penal Palace? Those who entered the city today? Damn it. What are they doing here?"
With a flash of his body, the black shadow quickly flew towards Yangshui Town. After a few ups and downs, he floated more than ten miles away, and he had already arrived at the moat bridge of Yangshui Town, next to a lone sentry box stuck in the snow.
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He stretched out his hand and knocked on the window of the guard box. A law lieutenant in the guard box immediately opened the window. The two whispered a few words to each other. The law lieutenant opened the door of the guard box without saying a word, and walked away.
He ran wildly into Chaoyang Water Town.
The black shadow swayed and let out a sharp whistle. It quickly ran around the moat.
In the iron thorn fields far and near, dark shadows kept appearing. They were in small groups, using the cover of the iron thorns to carefully search into the distance. Their reconnaissance line suddenly
It expanded outward for dozens of miles.
With Yangshui Town as the core, in dozens of nearby villages under the jurisdiction of Yangshui Town, a large number of domesticated dogs, falcons, rats, sparrows and other animals were dispatched one after another. They suddenly turned into
A large invisible net covered hundreds of miles around Yangshui Town.
Any unfamiliar face who steps into Yangshui Town will be discovered immediately.
In Yangshui Town, in the Cangcui Pavilion, Lady Mo was lying lazily on a soft and comfortable couch, with two pretty little maids kneeling at her feet, gently beating her calves.
A middle-aged man wearing a black gown, with a face like a crown jade, and five long beards fluttering, looking particularly elegant and elegant, stood by the window, quietly looking at the snowy scene outside the window. Zangcui Pavilion was still bustling, and the yard
It was full of men and women running in and out, shouting.
"Mo'er, how is Young Master Chen doing?"
After a long time, the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.
"Okay, very good, they are exactly the type of people we like. They are ambitious, unruly, and disrespectful of the law. Moreover, they also have the qualifications and strength to be unruly and disrespectful of the law."
Madam Mo smiled softly, her eyes turning into crescent moons.
"The Chen family of Kunzhou came here for the Iron Thorn this time. If we can make this deal with them and establish a friendship with them, we won't be afraid that they will escape from our hands in the future."
The middle-aged man smiled softly, frowned, and tapped his fingers lightly on the window sill.
"You still have to be careful and test it a few times."
"Your Majesty, you still can't trust me? I have broken into his sea of consciousness and directly tortured his soul. Could I still make mistakes?"
Madam Mo frowned and complained unhappily.
"Who dares not to believe our Mo'er's methods?"
The middle-aged man smiled gently, his eyes were like daggers, and he glanced at the old Bafang store opposite.
"It's just that we have to be more careful and more cautious."
"The Chen family of Kunzhou, if they really want to secretly purchase some iron thorns, how many people can they send out? Why do they need to ask their direct son to come forward?"
"Lü Zong's minions are pervasive. They are treacherous and vicious. We still have to be more careful."
Sighing slightly, the middle-aged man shook his head with regret.
"It's a pity. It's a pity that King Luo is actually the same person. What a pity!"
"If we had known earlier that he was hoarding iron thorns for that reason, we should have taken action earlier to save him."
"It's a pity, it's a real pity. The name of Scarlet Flame Sky Palace is according to the records passed down by our ancestors. Back then, we still had a very deep connection. I didn't expect that some of them would be reincarnated here. No matter what, no what."
Madam Mo pondered for a while, then stood up and stretched lazily.
"Okay, okay, I'll go see our Mr. Chen Qianzhi again and see what's going on with him."
"Well, I'm afraid the Red Spider Lady won't be able to finish it so soon, so I'll just wait outside the door."
Madam Mo didn't know what she was thinking of. Her face suddenly turned red, she lightly stamped her feet and laughed.
"I see that Young Master Chen is also very delicate and fragile. I wonder if he will still be able to move around tomorrow after being manipulated by the Red Spider Lady a few times?"
The middle-aged man raised his brows, turned around, and lightly slapped Madam Mo on her little face.
"Where did you learn dirty talk? Red Spider Lady and the others are witches. They have to go through this battle of wine and sex in order to improve their cultivation."
"What is your identity? What are their identities? You are not allowed to talk about these nonsense in the future. If the ancestor hears it, you will be punished again."
Madam Mo stuck out her tongue, "Hehehehe" and jumped a few times on tiptoes disapprovingly. She stamped her feet. She lightly pressed her palm towards the corner of the room, and a stream of light flashed on the wall. There was an open door.
A small secret door.
Lady Mo hummed a strange tune that was very different from the Yuanlu world, and happily ran into the secret door.
The secret door was closed, and in a flash of light, there was another complete wall. Outsiders could no longer tell that there was a secret door here, and there was a secret passage below that led directly to the Bafang old store.
The middle-aged man laughed for a while, put his hands behind his back, turned around, looked at the falling snowflakes, and sighed leisurely.
"Prince Luo's Mansion, it's such a pity. If we had known earlier that he was the reincarnation of Scarlet Flame Sky Palace, hey, if Luo Prince Fire Shura could also become the Lord of the Order, it would be really useful to us."
"Prince Luo's Mansion, Prince Luo's Mansion."
The middle-aged man shook his head sadly and sighed repeatedly.
After tea time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a strong young man in black tights rushed in.
The middle-aged man's expression tightened, he turned around, stared at the young man and shouted sternly.
"What's the matter?"
"People from the Chen family in Kunzhou are disciples of Lu Zong's Xingdian Hall."
In a few words, the capable young man recounted exactly what the man in black who was behaving strangely outside Yangshui Town said and did.
The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically. He quickly circled the room several times and suddenly sneered in an extremely weird way.
"Interesting, interesting. Does anyone in the Vinaya Sect want these little minions to die?"
"That man in black is clearly a dead man raised by some big families within the Vinaya Sect."
"You use dead soldiers to report the news, and you want to borrow a knife to kill people? Do you want us to kill those boys?"
The energetic young man lowered his head and asked in a low voice with a sharp tone.
"Your Majesty, can you kill them?"
"Did it? What? What do you want to do?"
The middle-aged man slapped the capable young man on the head with a loud 'snap' sound. The capable young man held his head and took a few steps back. He rubbed his scalp repeatedly to appear to be in pain.
"The world is bright and peaceful, and our Yangshui Town is a place where good people live. If his disciples from the Hall of Punishment want to come, just come!"
"Done? What do we need to do? We don't have to do anything!" (To be continued)