"What a trick. Jingyuanhou is worthy of being the military god of Dayan, and he actually used the art of war on this. But then again, how did you find out that Chang Huaien, who was killed that day, was actually an impostor?"
After listening to Rong Fei's story, Bai Zizai couldn't help but asked curiously.
Although the three of them have now experienced life and death, their relationship is mainly about using each other, and although there is trust, there is definitely not much. By killing the culprit, you can absorb the energy of punishment and improve your cultivation. How can this kind of cultivation method that involves the idea of the law of beasts be dragged out easily.
So Rong Fei just glanced at him, pretending to be profound and smiled without answering.
"Hurry up and hit the road. According to Wei Junxian's behavior in the past, he should have arrived in Linzhou long ago. I don't know if he has planned any more plots and tricks waiting for us."
Murong Canghai put the Divine Walking Talisman on his chest and urged.
…
Zhu Leyao learned the news that Rong Fei was leaving the capital from the mouth of her personal maid. She stayed up all night last night, thinking about it over and over again, and finally decided to go and see him off.
Ever since he had used excuses to excuse himself in front of many great scholars and relatives in Dongjishi Factory, he had completely embarrassed his daughter's family. Now, he still needs to take care of a lot more to see his sweetheart for the last time. It's business.
When she was just a child, Zhu Leyao sat in front of the dressing mirror early and traced Emei by herself.
When the sky was dimming and she was about to leave the palace, Queen Tang Youer came uninvited, took Zhu Leyao's hand and started chatting.
Although Zhu Leyao was thinking about seeing Rong Fei off, she was too shy to explain it to the emperor's sister-in-law. She could only count the time while peeking at the increasingly dark sky outside, while chatting absentmindedly.
Why is the emperor's sister-in-law so verbose today? If she doesn't leave, it will be too late.
As time passed by, Zhu Leyao began to become restless.
But today, Tang Youer's conversation was particularly intense. After chatting for more than half an hour, she still had no intention of getting up and leaving.
…
In a remote place in the west of the city, two Taoist priests, an old man and a young man, were sitting slumped on the dew-covered bluestone, staring in a daze at the ruins of the Taoist temple with collapsed houses and still smoking.
Although the two weirdos had already paid a large sum of money in compensation, the old Taoist priest still felt at a loss as to why the place where he had lived for decades had turned into such a horrible state.
The sound of horses' hooves clattering and wheels rolling over gravel attracted the Taoist priest's attention, and he saw a line of carriages and horses stopping at the edge of the ruins.
Two women came out of the first bullock cart, and then, surrounded by a group of officials with pens and papers, started gesticulating at the ruins.
The old Taoist priest vaguely heard that this group of people seemed to be discussing what kind of medical center they wanted to build on the ruins of the Taoist temple. 33
The old Taoist priest immediately became anxious. Although the Taoist temple was gone, the land deed was still in his hands, so how could he allow others to occupy it.
So regardless of the apprentice's obstruction, he rushed forward to argue.
At this time, the two women took the initiative to greet the old man and bowed.
"The little girl Ji Rou'er has met the Taoist priest."
"Ronglan of the Nu family has met the Taoist priest."
As they got closer, the old Taoist priest noticed that the two women were extremely beautiful, and he was actually in a trance for a moment.
The little Taoist priest blushed even more and dared to hide behind the master and take a peek.
"Tao... Dao Ancestor is compassionate, dare... dare to ask two... two fairies, what... do they want?"
The old Taoist priest asked stammeringly.
"Yesterday, my husband-in-law accidentally damaged the Taoist temple. When he got home, he felt very sorry for it, so he asked the little girl to build a new Taoist temple to compensate the Taoist priest."
After saying that, Ji Rouer reached out and brought the officials with pens and papers to introduce to the old Taoist.
"These are the adults from the Cleaning and Renovation Department. They are responsible for supervising the construction. If the Taoist Master has any requests, please tell them."
"Ah~"
The old Taoist suddenly panicked when he heard this.
In charge of the maintenance and repair of the Qing Dynasty's official affairs department, and in charge of the construction and repair of palaces and offices.
Why did he build a Taoist temple for himself?
Who were those two weirdos yesterday?
"The old Taoist just heard what the two fairies said. Didn't they want to build a medical center? How come they want to build a Taoist temple again."
"The medical clinic needs to be built, and the Taoist temple must also be built. The Taoist temple is built on the original site, and the medical clinic is built next door. From now on, we will be neighbors. I hope the Taoist priest will take care of it."
Ji Rou'er explained with a smile, her brows filled with high spirits, not showing the slightest hint of resentment because Rong Fei left the capital.
…
Phew~
The broken knife full of gaps slashed across and cut off the throat of a bandit with ease. The gas in the lungs spurted out with pink blood spray, splashing Zhang Jun's head and face.
Blood mixed with sweat flowed down his forehead into his eyes, and the scenery around him was stained with blood.
Zhang Jun, however, didn't bother to wipe the blood that flowed into his eyes. He endured the sharp pain of tearing in his chest and roared, slashing at his side with the knife again, but it missed the target.
Scanning the area with glowing red eyes, he discovered that there were very few people left standing in the bandit village, and these were all his friends who escaped from the Qingzhou Camp Demon Cave and survived a near-death experience to Linzhou.
"Cuilan!"
Zhang Jun roared out his sister's name.
"Brother...I...I'm not dead..."
Covered in blood, Zhang Cuilan staggered up from the pile of dead people with a broken knife and responded with a weak voice.
Zhang Jun breathed a sigh of relief, looked around again and shouted loudly.
"Everyone who can still breathe makes a sound."
As Zhang Jun's voice spread, many more figures stood up one after another from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
"Count!"
"one."
"two."
"three."
…
"Two hundred and sixty-nine."
Zhang Cuilan shouted in a choked voice.
"Two hundred...seventy."
After Zhang Jun reported the number in a hoarse voice, only the whining sound of the biting northwest wind whistling by seemed to respond.
Of the more than 700 people who escaped from the Demon Cave, only 270 people remain now.
In addition to the 83 people who died of illness, exhaustion, or were buried in the belly of beasts during the escape, more than 300 people died in today's attack on the stronghold. And this was a difficult result achieved only after Zhang Jun led his team to successfully attack in a sneak attack and had military crossbows to kill dozens of bandits and bandit leaders before the battle.
Zhang Jun took a deep breath of cold air and suppressed the grief in his heart.
"Cuilan, take ten people to the village to look for food and medicine, and the rest will clean up the battlefield."
Although all those who were lucky enough to survive were already at the end of their rope and didn't have much strength left in their bodies, they still gritted their teeth and followed Zhang Jun's orders to act individually.
Only then did Zhang Jun feel the pain in his body. He looked down and saw a broken spear stuck in his thigh.
Gritting his teeth and pulling out the spear from his thigh, Zhang Jun only felt a roar in his head, and the bloody scene in front of him began to twist and spin, then turned pitch black, and he fell unconscious.
Some people died, but not completely...
