Central Plains·Wuzhen
The pair of eyes that were vaguely like the flowers of the other side finally faded away, and the violent and perverse expression on Qiu Mingming's face returned to her usual calmness.
Yun Musheng took back the Ghost Formation Talisman that she had just pressed on the back of Qiu Mingming's neck, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "Fortunately, I opened the little thing that Senior Gui Che gave me later and almost missed such a useful thing."
After regaining consciousness, Qiu Mingming staggered slightly and fell into Yun Musheng's arms.
"Did she almost take direct control this time?" she gasped.
Qiu Mingming's violent state just now was noticed by Yun Musheng. It was obvious that the dirty words of the thieves and commoners made Qiu Mingming a little angry, so that the person who was the incarnation of resentment and anger Evil curse, looking for an opportunity.
"Qiuqiu, don't be angry. The barking words of these wild dogs are not enough to make you angry."
Having said that, Yun Musheng gathered her energy and turned into a blade, but the gang of thieves didn't seem to have any intention of fighting head-on. They were not fools to rush forward. They just met the man who died tragically under Qiu Mingming's banknote, and they also knew each other. Not someone to be trifled with.
The leader stepped back a few steps, leaving Haitang Hong behind and leading a group of people to retreat first. Yun Musheng picked up the ruddy porcelain bottle and helped up shopkeeper Ding who had just been kicked to the ground.
Although the crisis was relieved for a while, there was no look of relief on shopkeeper Na Ding's face. Instead, his brows were furrowed and worried.
"well."
"Why should the shopkeeper sigh? That group of people have already escaped, haven't they?"
Shopkeeper Ding patted Yun Musheng on the shoulder and said: "Young man, I am grateful for your generosity, but when those people go back, they will definitely leak the news about Mr. Wan's return to his hometown, and Wuzhen will at least be imprisoned by the formation. A pack of wolves pounces on food.”
Yun Musheng thought about it for a while, and it seemed that the commoner thief was right. Wuzhen was so peaceful, and it seemed that it was mostly because of the so-called Master Wan who guarded it.
It's just a little strange. No matter how strong Master Wanshiwu is, he may be able to deal with the third-rate rats in Zhenlao Pass with ease, but if the masters from Junting come across the river, is it possible that he can resist them?
Before Yun Musheng could think about it, at the entrance of Wuzhen in the distance, a meteor flying backwards suddenly rose and exploded in the sky.
Everyone on the street looked frightened, but shopkeeper Ding on the side looked as if he had expected it, and had a dejected expression of accepting his fate.
"Then Wanshiwu Zhen is so powerful. Without him, Wuzhen will be destroyed?"
"Young man, you don't know something. Three years ago, there was a fire in the forest around Wuzhen. The fire surrounded the whole town. Everyone felt that they could not escape. At this moment, Master Wan Come with a few people, all of them have magical powers!
Some can dance fire, some can call thunder, and Master Wan can gather rivers in his palms. Thanks to them, the whole Wuzhen town was saved that time. Over the past three years, the surrounding burned forests have gradually regrown. The lives of us Wuzhen people belong to Mr. Wan. "
Yun Musheng was thoughtful, then gave the already somewhat dull old Ding a gentle blow and asked, "When will the Master Wan you mentioned come back?"
"It's always like this when he predicts the rooster crow tomorrow. Whenever he returns to his hometown, he will come back with the first rooster crow in two days. Every time he leaves secretly, but he didn't expect the news to leak out today." Shopkeeper Na Ding still said desperately.
Yun Musheng thought for a moment and realized that it only took an hour to rush from Zhenlao Pass to Wuzhen. In other words, in the twelve hours before the so-called Lord Wan came back, Yun Musheng had less than an hour. , but it takes an hour.
Qiu Mingming was about to say something at the side, but stopped. If he persuaded Yun Musheng to leave and ignore the matter, then Wu Zing would be raped, robbed, and burned within eleven hours after the bandits arrived. Kill and rob, and then the remaining peace and tranquility in the Central Plains will be destroyed in one day.
But if she wanted to persuade him to stay and protect the people of Wuzhen, remembering the danger at Zhenlao Pass yesterday, how could she be willing to let the boy around her get into danger again? When she was in Yizhou, she wanted to help him, so she accompanied him to the Central Plains at all costs. , but he seemed to be becoming more and more cumbersome along the way, so he didn't dare to add any more trouble to Yun Musheng.
Unexpectedly, the young man smiled easily, put his arm on Shopkeeper Ding's shoulder and said, "Hey, this is such a big deal, just wait until Lord Wan Shiwu comes back."
Yun Musheng's understatement didn't give Shopkeeper Ding any trust, but he didn't know that the young man in front of him, who seemed to know the heights of the world, had passed by the Palace of Hell countless times.
"Shopkeeper, do you know of any way to bring all the people in Wuzhen together in one place?"
Although Shopkeeper Ding didn't trust this young man, he was already in a situation where a dead horse was a living horse. It was impossible for these unarmed people to fight against those strong men with sharp weapons on their own.
"There is a big bell in the center of the town. For many years, only Mr. Wan has been able to ring it. Whenever there is a call, he will use this bell to gather the men, women, and children in the town."
"Then don't delay any longer and take us there quickly!"
About the time it took for a stick of incense to stick, the bell attracted all the people of Wuzhen, including of course Ma Qingfeng, who was awakened by the commotion.
"Everyone, time has not waited for me. To make a long story short, we are single and weak. It will be difficult to resist the bandits coming to the prison gate. Now the only thing we can do is to delay."
Everyone was talking a lot. Although everyone saw the signal from the bandit just now and knew the situation at this time, like Shopkeeper Ding, they were all in awe when faced with this young foreigner with strange white hair. Hard to trust.
Yun Musheng had already expected that it would be difficult for him to convince the public. Fortunately, when he left Jiangnan, Princess Li Qinghe and Ye Qianqiu, the owner of Yanyu Tower, each gave him two objects. Now it was time to put one of them to use.
The young man immediately took out a golden token from his pocket, with the Chinese character YILING written neatly on it.
"This is a gift from the Holy One. Seeing the gold medal is like seeing the Holy One. Everyone in Wuzhen is listening to my orders at this moment!"
The majestic momentum of such words coupled with the gleaming gold weapon suddenly frightened the people. Even Qiu Mingming and Ma Qingfeng were so shocked that they were speechless.
Everyone bent down and knelt down to worship. Yun Musheng was overjoyed when she saw this scene, but it was too late to go through all the red tape at this time.
"Get up, get up, time is running out. All able-bodied men, please listen to me while walking. If you want to hold back those gangs of thieves, you must set up blocking blocks on their way. The more obstacles, the better. You must try your best to stop them. Delay as much time as possible."
"The first card is set two miles away. This place is closest to Wuzhen, so we need to make the simplest and most time-consuming trap, a pit. Dig a deep hole. The hole should be as big as it can be, and as deep as it can be."
"The second jam is three miles away. Saw the tree. When the thieves are coming, knock down the tree trunks to block the way. The more the tree trunks, the better..."
Just like this, Yun Musheng's plan will set up a total of twenty-two checkpoints on the official road, one for each mile. If everything goes well, as long as each checkpoint can hold for half an hour, he can be dragged there. An adult has arrived.
According to the terrain from Zhenlao Pass to Wuzhen, the gang of bandits could only take the official road. This official road is different from other places. It is almost a straight road between the two places. Other forest trails are not only winding. It is winding and the land is rugged and rugged, making it difficult to ride a horse.
Everyone moved all the way to the direction of Zhenlao Pass. In order not to waste time, a few strong men were left at each checkpoint. After giving instructions on how to set up traps to block the road, they went to the next checkpoint to wait for the bandits and cavalry to attack. , every time it reaches a bayonet, there are fireworks.
Several fireworks shops in the town even took out several flying monkeys without hesitation. The other shops, large and small, also took out as many materials as possible for the burka and handed them over to the group.
It can be said that Ma Qingfeng is indeed someone who came out of Jie Yue. In addition, he has been in and out of the Central Plains several times. The terrain in this area is quite familiar. In terms of using the terrain to set up defenses, he has many more clever ideas than Yun Musheng.
"How far have you walked?" Yun Musheng asked Ma Qingfeng.
"Click one mile to set a card. It should be twenty miles already."
While the two people were talking, there were not many young and middle-aged men left behind them. There were only two places left before the planned twenty-two cards.
As if sensing something, Ma Qingfeng suddenly lay on the ground with his ears pressed against the ground.
"The sound of horse hooves is about three miles away. It's too late!"
