The dark clouds covering the sky dissipated, the night fell silently, and the moonlight shone on the open space in front of the temple.
In front of the ruined temple, in the pit, Gu An, who was lying on Peng Tianxiong's body, felt the faint light in front of his eyes, and he suddenly woke up as he had been worrying about something in his heart.
Looking up at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, Gu An suddenly realized.
It's night...
I slept for about half a day, and looking at the general position of the moon, I guess it's not midnight yet.
If you act quickly, you can reach Ping'an County the day after tomorrow.
With a slight thought in his mind, Gu An directly called up his own panel.
Name: Gu An.
Realm: Eleventh level of body tempering (0/60).
Skills: Chang Fist [Dacheng (0/10)], Golden Bell Cover Iron Cloth Shirt 2nd Level (0/10), Explosive Step 1st Level (0/5), Bajiquan 1st Level (0/5).
Energy value: 46.
This time, a total of forty-six energy points were harvested.
But it’s not enough…
Gu An's eyes fell on Wang Jin, who was already cold on the ground.
Those who kill will always be killed.
Since you are here to kill yourself, you must be prepared to be killed by yourself...Similarly, if you kill Wang Jin, you will most likely suffer even more violent revenge from the Xia family.
If you are not strong enough, you will be killed...
Gu An, who was thinking with his right hand on his knees and supporting his head, remembered that he only had half of his hair left.
He grabbed the long knife that was still stained with the blood of Wang Jin and Peng Tianxiong, walked to the puddle nearby and rinsed it.
Activate the Golden Bell Iron Cloth Shirt and use this knife to shave off the remaining half of your hair.
Worried that it was not symmetrical enough, I deliberately used a pool of moonlight to illuminate it, scratched it back and forth on my head, and shaved it into a bald head.
After reaching out and feeling that it was smooth, he threw Wang Jin's long knife aside with satisfaction.
Next, get down to business...
Walk back to the bluestone where the mourning clothes and long sword were first stacked.
"Clang!"
He pulled out the long knife that belonged to Qin Li and walked towards Peng Laosan's body.
Steady his furry dog head with one hand, cut it off at the neck!
By the way, he wrapped it in his still intact clothes.
Then came the unrecognizable wolf heads of Peng Laoer and Peng Tianxiong, both wrapped in their own clothes.
String it along Wang Jin's belt and lift it up.
Previously, Gu An also found several small wooden pipes and hundreds of taels of silver notes on the bodies of the three Peng gangsters. According to the words wolf and dog written on the wooden pipes, they should be the demon blood they used.
The remaining ones with "Ding" written on them are probably tranquilizers.
He put on a pair of torn long-sleeved mourning clothes and used the power of his energy and blood to steam them dry.
He looked back at the messy open space in front of the temple.
After stopping for two breaths, an idea came to his mind. Gu An stepped forward, lifted Wang Jin's body and walked down the mountain.
When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, in addition to the horse they came on, there was also a dark horse, probably Wang Jin's.
Throw Wang Jin's body on his horse, untie the horse's reins, and ride the two horses side by side.
He got on his horse and rushed towards Ping'an County with his galloping hooves trampling on the still muddy land.
…
It's early in the morning, and it's not yet nine o'clock.
Ping'an County, on the east city gate tower.
A soldier who had been on duty all night leaned against the inner wall of the pavilion with his halberd in hand. After his head collided with the wall several times, his helmet, which was already a little skewed, fell to the ground and rolled directly to the edge of the outer wall.
"Clang."
The crisp collision sound directly woke him and several soldiers beside him.
"What's wrong!"
"what happen!"
"..."
"Ah, it's okay, it's okay, it's just that my helmet fell off, I'll look for it!"
The soldier whose helmet fell to the ground touched his head in panic, searched around himself on the ground but couldn't find it, and then expanded the search area.
Only then did he see his helmet under the edge of the city wall through the moonlight that had not completely gone down.
"Found it!"
Leaning the halberd against the wall, the soldier quickly stepped forward, picked up his helmet, put it on, and began to tie the rope; at the same time, his eyes scanned the outside of the city in the early morning.
The heavy rain the day before yesterday dissipated some of the summer heat, making the air a little moister than before.
Suddenly, the soldier's eyes opened slightly and he stared blankly at a black dot in the distance that was rushing towards this direction.
"What's wrong? What are you looking at?"
Another soldier behind him saw that he did not come back after putting on his helmet, but stared blankly ahead, so he stepped forward to ask.
"Look there!"
Following the direction of his finger, the later soldiers saw a black spot moving at high speed.
From far to near.
"It seems like...a horse?"
He himself wasn't sure, because the horse seemed... fatter than what he usually saw.
But after a few breaths.
"It's really a horse! Two of them! The one on the horse is..."
The two looked at each other.
"Gu An!"
"Quick, tell the adults!"
The soldiers who came later rushed into the pavilion and found the Dongcheng guard who was lying on the Taishi chair, still snoring. Half of his body was leaning to the side and he was out of the scope of the Taishi chair.
"grown ups!"
"What? Ah? What! Ah!"
"Plop!"
The shout suddenly rang in my ears, and the guard was suddenly awakened, and he fell to the ground inadvertently.
"Sir! Sir, are you okay?"
The soldiers hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.
"Hiss!" The guard's face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, he rubbed the half of his buttocks, looked at the sky outside, gritted his teeth and said: "If there is nothing important, I will kill you! Hiss! Ouch!"
The soldier swallowed, frowned and pointed outside: "Sir! Gu An is back!"
"Hey, Gu An will come back as soon as he comes back, your name is..." Guards said, then stopped: "Wait, who are you talking about?"
"Gu An!"
"Which Gu An?"
"It's the handyman disciple from the Suppression of Evil Division." Seeing that the guard was still looking dazed, the soldier continued.
"That Gu An, who was at the ninth level of Body Tempering, accepted the yellow-level mission from the Suppressing Evil Division and went to kill the three Peng family bandits. You said he was bound to die young."
"Oh! It's really him." The guard suddenly realized, and then he realized what the soldier had just said, and he pulled his face down and defended: "Fart! When did I say that I will definitely die!"
I’m telling you! Don’t talk nonsense!”
"Okay, okay! My lord, he will be outside the city soon!"
"Just open the door when you get outside the city."
"But it's not even the final hour yet!"
After being reminded, the defense responded.
One of the laws of Daqian is related to the opening and closing of city gates.
In order to prevent some monsters from creeping into the city, the city gate should not be opened earlier than Mao hour and closed not later than Xu hour.
Yes, what should I do?
Gu An's killing of the three bandits of the Peng family proves that he has the strength to be a member of the Suppressing Evil Division, and he is only at the ninth level of body tempering! He is only sixteen years old!
With such strength, there is no surprise. It will be very easy to break through the Ningdan and reach the Gang Qi realm in the future.
Isn’t it good to just shut him out like this?
After thinking about it, the guard's eyes fell on the hourglass used for timing and the wooden gears and hands.
In the doubtful eyes of the soldiers, he stepped forward, turned the pointer, and reached Mao hour.
"Well, it's nine o'clock, and the city gate is about to be opened."
The guard nodded with satisfaction and walked out the door with his hands behind his back.
During this time, Gu An, who had been traveling for a day and two nights, also arrived at the East City Gate.
Knowing the rules well, he did not shout up to ask the guards to open the door for him, but just waited quietly below.
Today happens to be the seventh day since Qin Li and the others were killed by the three bandits of the Peng family.