Xiaolin Town is located northeast of Maplewood City, separated from Maplewood City by Qingshan Town. In terms of straight-line distance, it is the farthest town from the main city in Maplewood City.
Led by Wei Yan, the group crossed Qingshan Town without stopping and arrived outside Xiaolin Town in only half a day.
There are no Qingshan outside Qingshan Town, and I don’t know how many years ago this place name was passed down, or maybe it once existed and then changed.
However, there is indeed a moon cypress forest outside Xiaolin Town, but it is very small and can be seen at a glance. Moon cypress has a soothing effect, and furniture made of moon cypress wood is very popular.
It is said that this forest was very large in those days, but because of the extremely high value of the moon cypress trees, many townspeople illegally felled them, so this month cypress trees became smaller and smaller. If Maplewood City had not issued a special order prohibiting illegal logging, I am afraid that this forest would have
Xiaolin died several years ago.
The detectives transferred from Qingshan Town were stationed in the forest, sitting or lying down, quite lax. After hearing the sound of horse hooves, they gathered together to greet them.
These detectives are just ordinary force. Of course, they dare not enter the town to investigate under the current circumstances. They only serve as an observation and warning.
Wei Yan stationed his horse outside the forest, glanced at these people casually, and asked: "How is the situation in Xiaolin Town?"
The leader of the team in Qingshan Town was a broad-faced man in his forties. Hearing the voice, he replied: "It started fogging outside Xiaolin Town five days ago. We didn't pay much attention to it at the time and just thought it was a change in the weather.
At that time, we could still see the outline of Xiaolin Town and the vague figures of people. There were still people from Qingshan Town visiting relatives. We received orders yesterday to set up checkpoints here and observe, but we didn’t see anyone coming out.
The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and now I can't see anything clearly."
Jiang Wang looked up at Xiaolin Town among the Taoist disciples. Maplewood City was the hometown where he was born and raised. Although he grew up in Fengxi Town, he was no stranger to Xiaolin Town.
The Xishan bandits he once defeated with his single sword were entrenched in Xishan, ten miles north of Xiaolin Town.
In the past, Xiaolin Town could be seen from Yuebolin. The town was not wealthy, but peaceful and peaceful. Now, there is only a mist.
At this time, Wei Yan's voice sounded: "I asked you to observe Xiaolin Town here, but you are undisciplined. What's more, you took the opportunity to steal and cut down the moon cypress trees. Are you here for business or for personal gain?"
The faces of all the police officers in Qingshan Town were already pale, and the leader of the police officers was bowing repeatedly to try to explain something.
But Wei Yan's decision has already been made: "The chopped cypress trees have been sent to the city guard camp. In addition, everyone will have their salary deducted for one year. The head catcher has the responsibility of leadership and will be dismissed!"
The broad-faced man looked ashen, but he didn't even dare to protest and just retreated sadly.
After hearing what Wei Yan had done, Jiang Wang noticed the felled moon cypress trees.
And Wei Yan had already taken everything in his sights the first time he arrived.
Jiang Wang sighed at Wei Yan's keenness, but also felt that this man was really harsh.
Xiaolin Town has fallen, and this piece of Moon Berlin is temporarily without an owner. These are just the police officers risking their lives to set up card observations outside Xiaolin Town, and cut down a few trees to subsidize themselves. Although they are derelict in their duties, they are actually understandable things.
Qingshan Town is not wealthy, and a year's salary penalty means that the life of these policemen will suddenly become difficult. Especially for this middle-aged man in his forties, catching heads may have been his lifelong struggle. And Wei Yan
In one sentence, he was back to square one.
However, this trip was almost like a march, and Wei Yan led the team like a commander-in-chief. His orders were military orders, and no one could disobey them.
After Wei Yan finished handling the matter, he pulled the reins and took the lead in galloping toward Xiaolin Town.
The horses are all war horses from the military camp, and the knights are all monks from the Taoist monastery. Although there are only more than thirty people, they carry out orders and prohibitions, and move like lightning, giving them the momentum of thousands of troops.
The horse's hooves rolled across the ground like thunder, but stopped suddenly!
Those battle-hardened horses raised their hooves and neighed in front of the fog that shrouded the entire Xiaolin Town. No matter how much the knight urged, they refused to go any further.
More than thirty war horses were terrified and neighed in unison. It was as if there was something in Xiaolin Town that terrified them. This scene was frightening.
Even though due to the strength of the knights, there was no joke about the horse falling before the battle, their morale has plummeted and they are no longer as high-spirited as they were when they first left the city.
Even Wang Changxiang, who had always been calm and calm, had serious eyes.
Only Wei Yan's expression did not change.
The armor on his body is mostly mottled. He carries a long, narrow and straight sword on his waist. The war horse beneath his crotch is tall and majestic.
Everyone knew at that time that Wei Yan had three loves.
But he suddenly drew his sword!
It was as if a bolt of lightning flashed out of thin air, and the light of the sword disappeared. The horse under his crotch suddenly stopped hissing, and its huge head fell away from the body, and was spurted out for a distance by the column of blood gushing out from its neck.
The horse corpse fell to the ground with a crash.
Wei Yan pressed the knife and looked at the small town in the mist, but his voice was cold: "You are timid in the face of battle, why should I keep you?"
"Okay!" The first one to respond was Du Yehu. He was fierce by nature and liked to go straight. He immediately punched the horse and smashed the horse's head into pieces. "Wei, what are we going to do next?"
Wei Yan raised his right hand slightly, "Listen to my order, dismount and prepare for battle, form an arrow formation, use me as an arrow, and go straight into Xiaolin Town!"
Wei Yan's killing of the horse made everyone realize that there was no way to retreat. At this time, there was no room for hesitation and they all dismounted.
Wei Yan said again: "Raise the troops!"
There was a sound of sharp blades coming out of their sheaths!
At this time, Wei Yan's ordinary-looking adjutant stood up. He raised his right palm upwards, made a hand seal with his left hand, muttered something in his mouth, and finally said: "Feng Rui!"
Jiang Wang felt that the long sword in his hand suddenly became sharp. This sword could only be said to be a fine one. At this moment, he almost had the illusion that it was indestructible.
"With flames!"
Flames were burning on all the weapons! The monks held up their swords like torches, trying to shine through the foggy town in front of them.
"solid!"
Ling He felt that his body had become tougher, and he had a feeling of fullness that made him want to fight with his fists. But he just glanced at the angry Du Yehu next to him, and quietly erased this illusion.
What Zhao Rucheng thought was that the group enhancement Taoist skill was at least a C-grade high-level Taoist skill. And Wei Yan, an unattractive lieutenant, actually fired three times in a row without changing his expression, and the Ministry of War was really hiding a dragon and a crouching tiger.
No matter what everyone thinks, there can only be one will when marching. With the blessing of Taoism, Wei Yan raised his sword and took the lead into Xiaolin Town.
Everyone walked and observed, the town was so silent that only their footsteps could be heard.
After walking for a while, the fog seemed to get thicker and thicker.
The fog was so thick that it was almost as if the person was invisible even three steps away. Only the firelight on the weapon could be seen, standing stubbornly in the seemingly endless thick fog.
The array was forced to shrink again, and the distance between everyone changed from five steps to three steps. Any closer would affect the battle.
The Jiang Wang brothers were at the back of the team. They were at the lowest level and were protected by default. There was no need to avoid this, and it was also a fine tradition of the Taoist Academy.
Du Yehu clenched his fists. He was not nervous, but excited and eager to try.
Jiang Wang had no doubt that even if he was faced with the nine demons whose murderous reputations were spread all over the world, he would still dare to punch them without saying a word. Of course, whether he could beat them or not was a matter of course.
At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from the outside of the formation, "What is that?!"
Another dissatisfied voice said: "It's just a ghost, what's there to be afraid of?"
But he soon became shocked: "So many?!"
Upon hearing the sound, Wei Yan suddenly turned his head and slashed with his sword!
The huge sword light shot out across the sky, cutting away the thick fog around it for an instant!
And at this moment, everyone has seen the densely packed wandering souls stumbling and baring their claws on the entire street!
The sky is blue and the sun is bright, and a hundred ghosts are walking around in the day!