Tokugawa Ichiro is not a guy who trusts others easily, so he winked at Yu Zhujun: "The night is too dark. Mr. Yan stands so high that he can't see clearly. It is very dangerous. Why don't you light a torch for Mr. Yan?"
The Wude Taoist priest on the high platform was a little anxious. He lit the torch and could see everything clearly. What kind of conspiracy was there?
According to Yan Qi's arrangement, Taoist priest Wude shouted loudly: "Mr. Tokugawa, pay attention to your words and deeds, and also restrain your arrogant thoughts. Fire is a hot thing and belongs to the sun, while earth and dragon are obscure things and belong to the lunar calendar. When the sun meets the lunar yin, they are in conflict with each other. Tokugawa Ichiro, what evil intentions do you have? Isn't this intentional to cause trouble?"
"You must not blaspheme the gods! Otherwise, you will suffer an earthquake, which will even affect the fish in the pond. Everyone will be buried with you! Why don't you close your eyes and pray sincerely?"
"ah?"
Tokugawa Ichiro was dubious after hearing this.
Those officials were frightened to death when they heard that they would be buried with him.
"Mr. Tokugawa, don't let the torch linger, as it will cause endless trouble."
"Mr. Tokugawa, please stay pious. If you don't respect the gods, our Land Department officials will never cooperate with you."
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Zhao Qing also spoke: "Mr. Tokugawa, even I am waiting quietly, but you don't have any patience at all?"
This is a strong statement.
Even if Tokugawa Ichiro was still suspicious, under the majesty of Zhao Qing and the clamor of all the officials, he had no choice but to lower his head, close his eyes, and pretend to pray.
But I am cursing wantonly in my heart, I pray to you, Baga.
I asked you to play tricks here just to get the land in Qingyun Mountain. Do you really think I believe there is a dragon underground?
I believe you, Yan Qi is a very bad guy.
However, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He couldn't tell what was wrong, but he just had a bad feeling.
…
Yan Qi followed the branches on the cliff and climbed into the mountain. He turned his clothes over and found a camouflage warrior uniform underneath.
The jungle is dark, with thick foliage and almost no light.
He was also wearing the most scientific camouflage uniform, hiding himself very well.
Unless that kind of beast has a keen sense of smell, it would be difficult for human eyes to detect his whereabouts, even with piercing eyes.
What's more, Yan Qi is so good at lightness that he can walk without wind.
Whoosh whoosh!
Yan Qi rushed in quickly and carefully.
When they reached the mountainside, using their night vision, they saw many warriors ambushing them halfway up the mountain.
These warriors were scattered around, surrounding the entire mountainside, and each person was about fifty meters away.
However, most of the samurai were already asleep.
No one found Yan Qi.
Yan Qi clearly believed that it was impossible for these ordinary warriors to trap Wu Meizhi.
These people didn't even discover it themselves. It would be as difficult as climbing to the sky to discover Wu Meizhi.
Wu Meizhi's methods are much more powerful than his own.
Therefore, it was definitely not these people who put Wu Meizhi in a desperate situation.
"We need to capture a samurai and question him carefully."
Yan Qi stalks like a civet cat.
There is a warrior guarding the north alone. The two warriors closest to him are already asleep.
He was the only one who still had his eyes open.
However, I kept dozing off.
"It's him. You're in trouble."
Yan Qi bowed her waist and approached.
The samurai didn't react at all.
Yan Qi stood behind the warrior and patted him on the shoulder.
The samurai turned around.
When he saw Yan Qi, he was about to shout.
"I'm calling you paralyzed."
Yan Qi punched the warrior on the temple.
This time, the blow was particularly hard.
Yan Qi was willing to smash him to death, but he couldn't smash him lightly.
Because, if you are too light, you won’t faint, but you will yell and ruin the good thing.
If you hit it harder, it won't matter even if you hit it to death.
If it's beaten to death, switch to another samurai and continue smashing.
Anyway, these samurai are nothing, so it would be nice if they died.
This warrior was dragged away by Yan Qi for hundreds of meters like a dead dog.
Quietly, no one noticed.
Yan Qi hid under a big tree and tested the warrior's breath.
"Paralyzed, you're lucky, you're not dead yet."
Bang bang!
Yan Qi looked at the warrior's face and slapped him twice.
The samurai woke up.
"save……"
He didn't even shout a word before Yan Qi choked him.
The warrior couldn't breathe and his face turned red.
Yan Qi relaxed a little to avoid strangling him, but he couldn't let the warrior make a sound.
The warrior was terrified.
Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, an unknown master would be killed. It was so shocking.
Yan Qi asked: "Where is Wu Meizhi?"
His Japanese language is very good, and he can even be called fluent.
The warrior was stunned and didn't speak.
Yan Qi stabbed the samurai's thigh with his knife and twisted it hard.
The warrior was bleeding profusely from pain, his muscles were twitching, and his waist was stiffening up and down, as if he had been shaken by a stroke.
He wanted to shout, but no sound came out.
"Tell me, where is Takemeichi?"
Yan Qi held the warrior's throat tightly, holding the dagger in his other hand, drawing circles on the warrior's chest.
The samurai was frightened.
This is just an ordinary warrior, not a death warrior. Although he is fierce, he is very afraid of death.
Yan Qi's dagger was swinging in his chest. Once it penetrated, he would die instantly. In fact, he didn't even know who killed him, and he would be a confused person when he died.
"Tell me, where is Wu Meizhi hiding?" Yan Qi was already impatient, and the dagger cut the skin on the warrior's chest.
The warrior blinked desperately and pointed to his mouth, indicating that he wanted to speak.
"It is impossible to speak."
Yan Qi frowned: "Write it out for me."
The samurai did not expect that this man could understand Japanese writing.
He grabbed a twig and wrote: "Wu Meizhi is in the cave on the top of the mountain."
Yan Qi asked again: "Who wants to kill her?"
The samurai still hesitates.
Yan Qi pierced the samurai's stomach with his sword and stirred it hard.
The samurai tossed and turned in pain, but could not struggle. He did not dare to hesitate anymore and quickly wrote: "A golden dead soldier blocked Wu Meizhi."
Yan Qi frowned: "What is a Golden Death Soldier? What is his name?"
The samurai responded in pain: "The golden warrior is the highest-ranking warrior of the Tokugawa shogunate. This golden warrior is called Tokugawa Kenta, and he is the nephew of Chairman Tokugawa."
Yan Qi nodded.
Unexpectedly, Tokugawa Ichiro's nephew turned out to be a golden soldier.
Yan Qi asked again: "Tell me, why didn't Tokugawa Kenta kill Takemi?"
Bushido: "Chairman Tokugawa wants to capture him alive."
Yan Qi nodded secretly.
Sure enough, I guessed it, Tokugawa Ichiro wanted to catch him alive.
This is easy to handle.
"Tell me, where is the ambush of the Golden Dead Soldiers? Draw me a map, and what other ambushes are there? The map of the mountain. If you dare to lie, I will chop you into pieces."
The samurai did not dare to neglect and quickly wrote down everything he knew.
Yan Qi looked at it and thought for a while.
The warrior then wrote: "I have confessed everything, let me go."
Yan Qi asked: "Have you really finished explaining everything?"
The samurai nodded.
"Not bad."
Yan Qi raised the knife and dropped it.
The warrior's throat was cut and blood flowed profusely.
Yan Qi doesn't know how to reason with his enemies.
