Nanyang Fucheng, the inner city magistrate's office.
Late at night, the prefect's Yamen, which should have been asleep, was brightly lit.
The dazed old man Ding on the flagpole opened his eyes.
Looking at the former colleagues below, they were all walking back and forth in fear.
There were groups of soldiers in the distance. Under the leadership of Captain Shi, they held torches and galloped out on fast horses.
After hanging up for so many days, he has never seen such a lively scene.
Listen carefully and vaguely hear that you seem to be looking for someone.
Zongtai?
That bastard is missing? !
ha……
…
The main hall of the inner courtyard.
Chao Fang sat gloomily at the top.
The long party table had long since been removed.
"Brother, I followed the carriage tracks and found an empty house in a nearby street."
"There are traces of fighting inside, as well as several holes made by sticks, which are most likely soul-fixing stakes."
"There is a drop of blood on the ground. I don't know whether it is my second brother's or someone else's."
Chao Fang frowned tightly: "Who is going against us?"
"Could it be Shangguan Ji?" Jia Xiang hesitated: "After all, he has been the number one in Nanyang for twenty years. If there is any backup in the city..."
"It's not him." Chao Fang shook his head: "Forget it, you should go to Bei City and have a look."
"That's where the soul-fixing pile finally appeared."
"Do whatever you can to find Zongtai, live and die, and see his body!"
"Yes!" Jia Xiang clasped his fists in salute, turned and left.
Chao Fang watched Jia Xiang leave. The fists under his sleeves were clenched.
"You make this mistake at a critical moment."
"If you don't succeed enough, you will fail more than you can!" Chao Fang's face was cold.
"I have to find a way to make another soul-fixing stake..."
…
The North City was sealed off by Chao Tianwang's army and searched house to house. It was in chaos all night long.
Chen Mu was not afraid at all.
With Wu Guibao there, he casually dug an underground space five meters underground.
Four oil lamps illuminated the cellar brightly.
The five ghost bags carry fresh air from the outside for quick replacement.
Light some incense to cover up the smell of earth.
Use two or three buckets of ice to cool down.
The dark and stuffy cellar was instantly transformed into a bright and comfortable large bedroom.
Then the excavated soil was quietly spread out in the surrounding dirt alleys.
Done!
He Shengtang was called several times to open the door for searches, but no one noticed Chen Mu.
He immediately felt at ease, regardless of the disturbance outside, and slept until dawn.
…
The next day, Jie Jia gave the apprentices a day off early in the morning.
After they left, Chen Mu jumped out of the cellar and got into the kitchen to cook.
At the dinner table, Chen Mu was eating fried dumplings and asked, "What were those people looking for last night?"
Jie Jia glanced at Chen Mu, "What are you looking for? You don't know?"
"Zongtai, one of Chao Fang's twelve heavenly generals." Jie Jia said calmly.
"Looking for someone in such a big place as Nanyang Fucheng is like looking for a needle in a haystack. It's not easy to find someone." Chen Mu shook his head and sighed hypocritically.
"I'm in Beishi." Jie Jia said.
Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat.
"Impossible!" The person is obviously not in Lin Hengfang.
Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu meaningfully: "Heh..."
Chen Mu smiled and did not dare to ask again.
"The search will be concentrated in Bei City." Jie Jia looked away and said.
Chen Mu narrowed his eyes.
"Is that the black stick?"
He killed Zongtai last night and ran away with the stick.
Only halfway through did I remember that the stick might have something to do with the Siege of Ghosts.
He was afraid that this thing would attract ghosts, so he almost threw it away.
After thinking about it, I couldn't bear to part with it, so I put it into the Five Ghost Bag again. I want to bring it to Jie Jia for appraisal.
"Does this have a location?" He resisted the urge to take it out and throw it away immediately. Scattered all the little paper figures out.
Monitor the situation around Heshengtang at all times, and run away immediately if you notice signs of being blocked.
…
Three days later, in the inner courtyard of the prefect's Yamen.
"When are you leaving?" Tushan bit off a charcoal-roasted pork leg and chewed it.
"Yeah, it's time to go." Chao Fang leaned on the chair and played with the wine glass with his right hand.
"Without the soul-fixing stake, will it affect the search for the Thousand-Ji Order?" Tu Shan turned to look at Chao Fang.
"Just practice another one." Chao Fang shook his head: "It's just that it's hard to find a suitable person."
"What do you think of me?" Tu Shan was eager to give it a try.
Chao Fang chuckled: "I don't want to be attacked by others."
"Don't worry, I'll leave tomorrow. I'll find you the Thousand Ji Token first."
Tu Shan nodded with satisfaction.
…
He Sheng Tang, beside the dining table.
Chen Mu picked up a piece of secret barbecue and put it in his mouth.
Bite lightly with your teeth, the moderate salty-sweet taste and soft and glutinous texture burst into your mouth at the same time.
Chen Mu couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
"How is it?" Chen Mu raised his eyebrows at Jie Jia.
"It does taste better." Jie Jia narrowed his eyes.
Chen Mu laughed happily, a gray wall appeared in front of his eyes.
Cooking skill: 56/10000/Level 3;
Third-level cooking skills are of course more delicious.
He never deliberately gained experience in cooking, it was all accumulated over time.
While Chen Mu was eating, he experienced the changes in his cooking skills.
The third-level cooking skills make him more sensitive to taste, control the heat more accurately, and also allow him to understand the nutritional content of the ingredients in detail.
"I'm not a nutritionist. It's useless to know this."
"However, it seems that it can improve inedia... well, rice balls."
His appetite is increasing and he is in urgent need of high-nutrition and small-volume food.
Chen Mu's eyes lit up.
"It seems to be quite useful!"
…
"King Chao Tian has withdrawn his troops. When will we leave?" Chen Mu asked.
Just this morning, King Chao Tianwang's people began to gradually leave the city.
Chen Mu also went to see the traveling team of King Chao Tian... Well, he saw it from a distance with a small paper man.
The core King Chao Tian and the twelve...eleven generals left the city early.
Tomorrow night at the latest, the follow-up team of baggage workers will also leave.
And someone discovered that there was no trace of the evil spirit outside the city three days ago.
Many people have sneaked out of Nanyang.
"No hurry." Old God Jiejia is here.
The evil spirit is gone, but there is no guarantee that it will not come again. Zu Ming Talisman is selling like hot cakes.
Chen Mu nodded. The evil spirits were gone. King Chao Tian escaped again. He was still afraid of a hammer.
If he didn't feel that Nanyang was unsafe, he wouldn't have left.
"It seems that the positioning of the stick is not accurate." Chen Mu also came back to his senses at this moment.
"Perhaps the five ghost bags blocked the investigation." Chen Mu had some understanding.
"Then just lie down in the bag first."
In the next few days, Chen Mu stayed in Hesheng Hall.
Practice the Heavenly Serpent Breathing Technique every day to advance your proficiency.
Slowly flip through the dozens of books that were tricked out of the prefect's yamen.
Especially the book "Bone Diagnosis and Physiology Examination".
The more he looked at him, the more he felt that the thin old man Xing Laoliu must have seen something.
"No wonder he slipped away so fast. You're a smart guy."
"Did you notice something was wrong when you searched outside Jian'an Gate?" Chen Mu chuckled and shook his head.
Also a cunning old man.
…
As King Chao Tian left and Xie Sui Acropolis disappeared, many people in Nanyang Mansion began to run out of the city.
Many people also took advantage of this gap period to do evil.
But just five days later, order was restored in the market.
Because Shangguan Ji is back.
Returning with him were eight thousand armored elites from the Tangshan Camp.
The wolf-like and tiger-like army quickly took over Nanyang. Methodically combats chaos and restores order.
Granaries were opened to release grain, and notices were issued to appease the common people.
Taxes for various industries were reduced and exempted for one year, and civilian laborers were hired at high prices to repair the inner city.
Nanyang Fucheng recovered quickly.
…
In the private room on the third floor of Sihai Building, Fan Building, Beishi City.
Tu Shan munched on the roasted leg of lamb, his hands and face covered with oil.
Chao Fang played with the wine glass, looked at the red dots on the bright yellow cloth in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that they are really gone."
"Let's go quickly." Tu Shan said nonchalantly: "With this skill, you can even practice another stroke."
"Okay." Chao Fang nodded helplessly.
“We can only look along the road to see if there are any suitable towns.”
"Where's the human stake?" Tu Shan asked.
"I found a Taoist priest in his forties, who is in the soul realm, just right."
"It's such a pity. I still wanted to be a human being, counterattack to get the upper hand, and successfully counterattack you." Tu Shan said regretfully: "That's what the storybook says. It's very interesting."
"Ha..." Chao Fang raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled nonchalantly.
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