After waiting in the forest for a while, Zhang Wenfeng sensed Mr. You's return and turned to look at the dark-skinned boy who had returned to normal.
"I looked through the memories of that third-level monk. The city now is called Fushi City. It was a little-known town four years ago. Since a fourth-level warlock named Shi Qisheng came here, in just a few years, Fushi City has become a little-known city. The mixed forces were either pulled together by Shi Qisheng, or divided and disintegrated, with superb methods, and they became as iron-clad as they are today."
You Mengchang strangled the monk who ruined his life and devoured his soul. He knew a lot about the inside story of Shicheng.
"Everyone in the nearby three thousand miles is in danger. He once bribed his wife, bought treasures that concealed the secrets of heaven at high prices, and sent experts to set up ambushes to assassinate Shi Qisheng. Each time, he lost troops and generals. He used the method of surprise attack to attack Shishi City twice, but was defeated instead. Shi Qisheng used his plan to cripple the three forces and take away the remaining men and territory."
You Mengchang briefly explained the situation, and finally sighed: "What a powerful character! I heard that Shi Qisheng was the counselor of Ruan Xiongfei, the fifth-level master who had already died in Shuiyue Fantasy Land. Two old monsters, Sheng and Wan, divided Ruan Xiongfei's territory. and forces, took in most of his subordinates, and somehow didn’t use Shi Qisheng.”
Zhang Wenfeng secretly thought that no wonder, the Fushi City in front of him was so orderly, so different from what he knew about the situation in Tiangan Continent. It turned out that a powerful warlock was planning the plan, and asked, "What are we going to do now?"
The swarthy young man shook his head and said straightforwardly: "What else can I do? Of course I leave at night and don't care about the warlock from Fushi City. I put important things first."
No matter how much he retaliates, he still has his priorities straight in his heart.
Taoist Zhang won't help him fight for things like this, and he doesn't have much time to spend on the evil people here, so he can only take the best step.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded in agreement: "The world's heroes should not be underestimated."
He didn't think that Shi Qisheng did anything wrong, but it was You Lao's behavior that was shameful.
The warlock's men were able to find a way to discover the whereabouts of You Lao who had sneaked into the city, and revealed the identity of Mengmei. Later, when searching, many monks were holding a magical weapon that exuded a dark green luster. Listening to the monks' conversations, the magical weapon could be found in the city. The detection of the dream charm within a certain range proves that the warlock is a very capable expert.
He always pays attention to what's going on in the city, and he can't be too guarded against the mysterious sorcerer.
A group of four people took advantage of the darkness to go around from the west and disappeared into the vast night.
Fushi City, inside the Shishan Hall.
Shi Qisheng, who has a pale face and wears a scribe's robe, is middle-aged and has a short beard. He keeps walking around in the empty and dark hall, pinching his fingers to make calculations from time to time, and his face looks quite solemn.
An old voice sneered: "How can you achieve great things with such an indecisive temperament? Stop hesitating, strike first, take advantage of the fact that Mengmei is not aware of my existence, design a ready-made trap, catch him off guard, and kill him If you catch that Mengmei, it will be a good supplement for me."
Under the dim light, there was no one else in the hall. Only the old man's voice could be heard, but no one could be seen.
Shi Qisheng, who was dressed as a scribe, just shook his head, kept walking around and calculating, and allowed the old man to ridicule, tease, and even threaten him. He went his own way without saying a word. After the tea time passed, the man suddenly let out a long breath, relaxed his slightly frowning brows, and murmured He muttered to himself: "I'm finally gone. It's a good thing for everyone if the water in the well does not interfere with the water in the river."
He has always been cautious, thinking twice before acting, and never does anything he doesn't know clearly.
A fourth-level Mengmei suddenly broke into the city, and was noticed by the monks in the city who held special magic weapons and raised an alarm. He didn't even feel any "heartache" beforehand. After a quick calculation, he found that he couldn't deduce the intruder. The entrant's heels.
With the help of inherited treasures, I could vaguely feel a vague sense of spying outside the city, as if I was integrated with the heaven and earth.
When he wanted to calculate carefully, a huge wave suddenly surged in the lake in his heart, which almost made him confused and lost his breath.
He was sweating profusely before he spoke up to stop his men from chasing him out of the city.
The phrase "Don't chase poor bandits" was an unintentional mistake on his part. It caused Mengmei, who was hiding in the city, to scold him. He didn't dare to say a word.
The danger outside made him uneasy, and Mengmei's arrogance made him sure of one thing. There are five levels of
The expert snoops, but it is not one of the two old monsters Sheng Congxian and Wan Shangwu. Sheng and Wan cannot achieve that indifference that is in harmony with heaven and earth.
The old man was surprised and said: "Tell me, what trouble did you encounter that made you feel like you are facing an enemy?"
"The fourth-level Mengmei who broke into the city was backed by a fifth-level master. They just left. I don't know which direction they were going, and the feeling of danger completely disappeared from my heart.
Shi Qisheng briefly explained a few words.
If he continues to ignore the old man, he won't be able to live in peace tonight. The broken words and remnants of his soul will give him a headache.
"Fifth-level master? The tone of your voice is not those two old monsters. Could it be the foreign fifth-level monks who came from the vast continent in the south? A few days ago, didn't you receive the recruitment document and sent two teams of men to the island. .....It must be the fifth-level master from the south who came to spy on the situation, and this is a credit to his efforts."
The old man analyzed it, and became more and more excited as he talked. He encouraged, "How about handing a letter to Old Monster Sheng and how about we sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight?"
Shi Qisheng said sternly: "Don't cause trouble. After finally waiting for them to leave on their own, do you have to provoke the disaster of destroying the city? You know this matter and I know it. For now, Mr. He, remember to keep your mouth shut and treat this matter as if it has not happened. Pass."
When Shi Qisheng went to the back hall to rest, an old man's shadow appeared in the sky, floating back and forth.
The old man remembers that Mengmei is the most vengeful monster. Since he has been offended, why not take advantage of such a good opportunity to kill someone with a borrowed knife and eliminate future troubles forever?
Flying at low altitude, Zhang Wenfeng sent a message and asked: "You Lao, aren't you good at making predictions? Didn't you predict that something would happen tonight?"
You Mengchang lazily transmitted the message: "Are you tired from doing calculations all day long? I'm not a warlock. I just live long enough to know a little bit about everything. In those days, academicians' methods were just for the convenience of concealing their whereabouts. Besides, warlocks can't do calculations. If there are too many, there will be obstacles in the future."
The boat capsized in a small ravine, causing him great loss of face.
It was not kind of Taoist Zhang to expose his scars. The dark-skinned boy suddenly stretched out his hand and rubbed Liande's head, which was flying beside him, messing up the boy's meticulously styled hair.
Liande was used to such unwarranted disasters, and he acted like he was doing it with a smile on his face.
After flying more than a thousand miles, they found a city much larger than Fushi City. Taoist Zhang was still waiting thirty miles away in the wild. You Mengchang went into the city to find out the news.
When a hint of fish belly white appeared on the horizon, You Mengchang returned.
Learning from the past, Commander You Meng paid extra careful attention to the infiltration and search this time, and nothing happened. He found several third-level monks and entered their dreams to find out the necessary information.
By the way, I made a fake identity card for Taoist Zhang.
