Chapter 44 The Phantom of the Rivers and Lakes Moves
Chapter 44 The Phantom Moves Far Away
It's night.
More than ten miles away from the Ping'an Prefecture Government Office, a vermilion mansion compound has been vacant for a long time and is old and dilapidated. In recent years, many supernatural incidents have occurred. The pavilions, pavilions, ponds, pavilions and waterside pavilions in the huge courtyard have become increasingly deserted.
In the tall hall in the courtyard, various colored gauze curtains hang high and sway in the wind, and the sound of jingling rings is heard, making it even more ghostly and cold.
In the study room of the main hall, a tall and handsome young man in his mid-twenties, wearing a moon-white gown, holds a paintbrush in his hand, sketching with thick brush and ink. Looking at the eagle by the flickering candlelight, he can see most of the lifelike eagle. The body is breaking through the cage and fog.
"Sir, since we defended the natural dangers of the Black Wind Valley, especially since we intercepted the imperial tribute and severely damaged the elite Zhenwei camp in Kyoto, it can be said that we became famous in one battle.
Ping An Jiedushi Ma Shang was caught by the three guardians. At the same time, he was completely dragged into the water under the offensive of Yinzi and beautiful women.
At present, it is centered in Ping'an Prefecture and has radiated to the three surrounding provinces. The major Jianghu forces and bandits are gathering together.
Mingjiao, just like this eagle, is about to spread its wings and fly high into the sky."
Standing next to the young man was an old man in gray clothes who was energetic and energetic, with bulging temples and occasional flashes of light between his eyes.
At this moment, he was as silent as a cicada, shivering.
Jia Qiang took over the entrance to Tianxuan without hesitation.
"Sun Cong!"
Of course, even if Gou Dao falls, his life is not in danger, because Xiong Man and others hold up the hemp rope net at the bottom to respond at any time.
"The earth dragon turned over?" Han Li said in surprise, "Why is there such a big movement?"
Immediately, the transfer speed became faster, and the person at the bottom of the valley was lifted directly from the bottom of the valley.
"Brutal Bear, secure the net."
At the exit, there were actually five bandits guarding the place safe and sound.
At this moment, his eyes narrowed to a slit, and he looked up at the steep rock. With a hint of fierceness and determination in his eyes, he took out two specially made dragon and tiger iron claws, put a thin rope on his back, and started clinging to the rock wall like a gecko. rock climbing.
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Suddenly, the gecko on the rock wall fell from mid-air like a paper kite in the wind.
The old man looked at Han Li, his eyes full of love and relief.
No one would have thought that Han Li, a descendant of Queen Ming, lived in this ghost compound incognito, but had a more domineering name in the world, Liu Heitai of Black Wind Valley.
Several people worked together to remove the gravel, and a fresh cool breeze poured in. The trail was like a toad's excretion channel, leading to the ridge of the outside world.
"Back then, Taizu Daqian relied on the power of my Mingjiao to conquer this country, but he never thought that after he succeeded, he would kill the donkey, assassinate his ancestor, King Xiaoming, and use the Jinyi Guards to massacre our Mingjiao.
Hundreds of people further away from the center of the explosion had no obvious injuries on their bodies, but they all died.
At that time, Taizu of Daqian used the power of Mingjiao to join forces with the White Lotus Sect to fight against the Yuan Dynasty.
"Time is running out, Gou Dao, climb the rock into the cave!" Jia Qiang calmly shouted in the heavy rain, "The bear is ready to rescue at any time by opening the hemp rope protective net at the bottom."
"Just one Black Wind Valley is not enough. If there are ten or twenty Black Wind Valley strongholds in Daqian, they are connected from point to line and criss-crossed to form a large network. The momentum will only start in the morning and evening. between."
The bandit guarding the treasure was uninjured, but he bled to death from all his orifices.
The young man who was painting at his desk raised his head.
But he saw Gou Dao's iron claws inserted into the rock wall again.
Less than half an hour later, before the peak of the flood arrived, they all entered the safe zone of the cave after many dangers.
The cunning rabbit dies and the running dog is cooked.
There were only five or six hundred bandits stationed in the culvert for a long time. Except for the more than 300 corpses that could be collected, the remaining people were probably buried in rocks by the secondary disaster of mountain collapse.
"Such a huge shock wave..." Han Li murmured, with a hint of worry in his calm expression, "I don't know if the Black Wind Valley base will be affected. That is the Mingjiao's war preparation granary and military supplies warehouse?!"
"No one would have thought that the Wolf Battalion would actually occupy the Black Wind Valley without losing a single soldier!" Mastiff Wolf licked his lips, his eyes glowing green, looking at the boxes of gold and silver treasures, "It's even more unexpected. ,The bandits are the real fat sheep!”
Under the leadership of the bandits, the granary has been basically buried, but in the caves deep in the culvert, the treasures accumulated by the bandits over the years are still intact.
The first person to climb into the cave was Sun Cong. He sneaked into the culvert and listened for a long time before sending out a signal, which meant that the cave was safe.
"Enter the hole!"
After Taizu of Daqian Dynasty established his political power, he regarded the Ming Cult and the White Lotus Cult as a thorn in his side, and both sects were crippled. It can be said that they share the same disease.
The two of them were swaying with the waves as if they were in a big ship, but their legs were as motionless as if they were rooted to the ground.
A quarter of an hour later, amid cheers, Gou Dao finally entered the animal's mouth and threw down the string.
Seeing Gou Dao climbing higher and higher, everyone's hearts seemed to be in their throats.
After the mountain collapsed, the falling boulders formed a small hillside. As the debris flow gathered, Jia Qiang and others at the bottom of the valley would have nowhere to hide.
Suddenly, there was a sound on the table and tea overflowed.
After all, rock climbing under heavy rain increases the difficulty factor several times.
Almost half of the culvert collapsed. The huge impact of the explosion tore countless people into pieces. Broken limbs and broken arms were scattered everywhere. The rich blood almost turned into substance. Except for the occasional falling stones, it was silent like a huge tomb. .
Everyone's heart sank.
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Jinyiwei Wang Qiong flipped through the account book and murmured with burning eyes: "I'm a good boy, this bandit is fat enough, he's made a fortune!"
The people at the bottom of the valley breathed a sigh of relief. The wild bear led his people to quickly enter the culvert by climbing on thick hemp ropes.
Due to the long distance and the winding path that eliminated the sound and air waves, the explosion like the collision of heaven and earth made them think that the end of the world was coming. They almost flew out of their souls and did not dare to go into the cave to check.
In the canyon, under the erosion of heavy rain, mud and sand flow down, carrying the force of a torrent, roaring in. At most, in half an hour, the bottom of the valley will become a river.
Gou Dao was one of the strangers discovered by Jia Qiang. If he were not in the army, there might be another big thief in the world.
Today’s Daqian is in turmoil, which is an opportunity for our Mingjiao to rise again.”
Under the wash of heavy rain, the smoke in the Black Wind Valley completely dissipated, and the collapsed mountains formed a new balance.
Rolls of thick hemp rope were hoisted up by thin ropes, and then the rope ends were lowered again.
The entire culvert is shaped like a toad, with a small mouth and a big belly, but more than half of the "belly" has collapsed.
"In the name of the White Lotus Sect, we severely damaged the Royal Guards and the Zhenwei Camp. Can we force the White Lotus Sect to show up? Is there any news about the exiled saint Zhao Waner of the White Lotus Sect?" Han Li put down the brush in his hand and asked.
Through separate interrogations, we learned that the people inside the culvert were not ordinary bandits robbing homes and houses, but a well-disciplined Mingjiao branch. The mysterious bandit leader Liu Heitai was a pseudonym and rarely came here, so he was spared today.
Everyone lit the grease torches and after a short rest, they began to group into the culvert to inspect.
Sun Cong, who was listening to the sound for a moment, was shocked and said: "This trail is just blocked. There are survivors on the other side. This should be the second entrance to the culvert!"
"Sir, the White Lotus Sect has been divided into two sects. The former Saint is an orthodox sect but is hiding underground. At this time, we extend an olive branch and the two sects will join forces. It should be just around the corner."
Start climbing again.
Under the glow of the candlelight, it can be seen that it is a serious and determined face, with high brows, deep eye sockets, and a nose like an aquiline, but the face is indifferent and cold, and the starry eyes flicker as if under the candlelight, and even more
It appears profound and unfathomable.
Walking deeper into the belly, there is a winding path that was interrupted due to collapse.
The entrance of the culvert, which was originally like a half-closed toad's mouth, was completely torn apart, and the hole was wide open from top to bottom. Although the inside of the hole collapsed, the occasional flash of light meant that the inside of the culvert did not completely collapse.
"But I don't know where the source of the earthquake is?!" the old man frowned.
He was shaken to death by the powerful sound.
The main theme of this book is not war. The Battle of Black Wind Valley is just an opportunity for the protagonist to become famous and rise in the court.
Ping'an Prefecture is coming to an end and will return to Jia Mansion's Garden Opera.
All readers, you must continue to read it?!
Oh, by the way, the Ming Sect and the White Lotus Sect are both historical realities. The rise of Zhu Yuanzhang, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, was indispensable to the two sects.