"Sir, the people from the Northern Patrol Battalion are out of the city, and their target is the witch temple by the river dedicated to the Ghost King Yama."
Batu, the commander of the Northern Patrol Battalion, thought that even if his whereabouts were discovered, it would be when he had gained something and returned to the city to report his merits.
He never expected that as soon as he led his people out of the city, he would be followed by Gu insects and his whereabouts would be passed on to Taoist Qiu Shi.
"Fortunately, there is such a smart person in the patrol camp. Otherwise, I would have to find a way to provide them with further guidance."
Qin Shaoyou didn't know whether he was really praising Batu or ridiculing him with his words.
After making sure that there were no outsiders around or anyone watching them, Qin Shaoyou patted his chest and called out in a low voice: "Little Snake Snake, why don't you take a trip and draw the attention of Yama Ghost King to these people?"
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Qin Shaoyou asked Su Jianqing to pretend to be the Ghost King of Yama when he was dreaming. It was not a whim, but he wanted to incite a conflict between the Ghost King of Yama and the old Qingtang King from the very beginning.
Only when the snipe and the clam compete, can he, a fisherman, profit from it.
In fact, he wanted to provoke a fight between Old Qingtang King and Haibulu. Unfortunately, Old Qingtang King's next target was Haibulu, making it difficult for him to have a chance.
Upon hearing Qin Shaoyou's instructions, Snake General came out of his arms, turned into a flash of red light and shot into the air, then flew towards the witch temple of the Ghost King Yama by the river.
The treasure of Ghost King Yama was taken away by the two generals of Turtle and Snake. The ghost king of Yama must have a deep memory of the aura of General Snake. Once he notices it, he will definitely pursue it. By then, it will be difficult for both sides not to fight.
"I hope Yama Ghost King can help me find out the power under Old Qingtang King."
Looking at the snake general order disappearing in mid-air, Qin Shaoyou thought in his heart.
Only by ascertaining the enemy's situation can we make targeted arrangements to increase the winning rate.
Nowadays, Qin Shaoyou only has a vague guess about the power in the hands of the old Qingtang King, and is in urgent need of a warrior to step forward and help him explore the way.
After finishing the business, Qin Shaoyou dispersed the blood in his throat, allowing Puppet Gu to wake up from his deep sleep.
Immediately, using his identity and tone as Dazan, he issued an order: "Divide our people into two teams. One team will patrol the city. If you find someone chewing nonsense and spreading rumors that are unfavorable to the Seventh Prince, immediately arrest him at the patrol camp Yamen.
Conduct torture. The other team conducts investigations inside and outside the city. I don’t care what means you use, you must find out for me who was responsible for the dream entrusted by ghosts and gods last night! Even if it means scraping the ground three feet away, we must find out who was behind the dream.
Someone scrape it out for me!"
When everyone saw him acting, they joined in and shouted in agreement.
No matter how you look at them, they all look like loyal ministers.
However, in their hearts, everyone couldn't help laughing: Wasn't it you who was behind the dream last night? If the old Qingtang King knew that he asked the thief to find the thief, I don't know what kind of expression he would have.
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Just when Qin Shaoyou and others were riding back to Zhuangzi to mobilize troops, Batu, the commander of the Northern Patrol Battalion, also rushed to the witch temple by the river with his confidants to worship the Ghost King Yama.
It was quiet inside the witch temple, with no sound at all.
But the more this happened, the less Batu dared to take it lightly.
He made a gesture, and immediately a number of horsemen galloped out behind him. When they arrived at the entrance of the witch temple, they waved and threw out iron hooks, with ropes attached to the hook tails, and they caught them in their hands.
After the iron hook flew into the witch temple and hooked the temple door and the courtyard wall, these wild horsemen slapped their horses and turned around, and at the same time poured blood into the war horses under their crotches.
The war horse was instantly strengthened in strength and speed. There was only a muffled "bang" sound, and the wooden door and mud wall of the witch temple were all pulled away and collapsed.
At the same time, most of the wild knights around Batu rushed out, leaving only a few people to guard his side.
The barbarian knights who entered the witch temple quickly sent back the news:
"Commander, there is no one in the temple."
"No enemy situation was found."
"Everything is safe!"
Only then did Batu give the order for the barbarian cavalry to be vigilant and not to take it lightly. He took a few personal guards and cautiously entered the witch temple.
As soon as I arrived at the main hall, I looked up and saw the statue of the Ghost King Yama with three heads, six arms, and a green face.
After Batu recalled for a moment, he showed an expression of surprise.
"It looks like, it really looks like this. The ghost who gave me a dream last night looked like this... Hahaha, this is really hard to find, it takes no effort at all to get here!"
After laughing a few times, Batu was afraid that his colleagues would come and steal his credit, so he hurriedly ordered his horsemen: "Cut off the head of this clay statue. I will take it back and present it to the seventh prince."
!Although we have not caught the person spreading the rumors, we have found important clues, which is a great achievement!"
Batu was one of the two patrol battalion commanders who stayed in the royal city.
After Zikander returned from defeat, he had been worried that he would be liquidated.
After all, he is not from Rikander, and the patrol camp is very important. If Rikander had not been defeated, he might have been allowed to continue to sit in the position of leader of the patrol camp to show that he has a deep mind and the broadness of a wise king.
mind.
But this time, Zikander was not only defeated, but also defeated miserably.
In Batu's view, Rikander must be suspicious and want to eliminate all dangers. As the commander of the patrol battalion, he must be at the forefront of the purge list.
So after Rikander returned to the royal city, Batu tried his best to get in touch with Rikander.
But Rikander was reclusive, so he couldn't find a chance to show his kindness.
Even though he had laughed at Dazan in the past few days for biting people like a mad dog, if given the chance, he would also like to be like that mad dog.
This opportunity has come today.
In Batu's view, being the first to find important clues not only made him a great contribution, but also allowed the Seventh Prince to see his ability and loyalty.
Batu's barbarian knights suddenly accepted the order, and immediately used their swords to cut off the clay head of the statue of the Ghost King of Yama, and sent it to Batu's hands.
"My wealth for the rest of my life depends on you!"
Batu glanced at the clay sculpture head, laughed ferociously, then carried it, strode out of the witch temple, mounted his horse, and headed back to the city to go to the Seventh Prince's Mansion to report and claim credit.
Batu, who was so excited, did not notice that just when he ordered to cut off the head of the statue of the Ghost King of Yama, a flash of red light appeared above the temple.
And when he walked out of the witch temple carrying the head of the statue of the Ghost King of Yama, the red light fell on a barbarian knight under the cover of the sun, becoming one of them, and returned with them.
Empire.
Similarly, Batu didn't notice that the eyes of the clay sculpture head he was holding suddenly moved.
Cold eyes were projected from the eyeballs of the paint painting, staring at the direction of Snake General.
Immediately afterwards, the mouth of the clay sculpture's head moved slightly, bits of mud fell down, and it let out a strange low laugh.
"Found it... found it..."
However, Batu and his barbarian knights did not hear this sound.
They seemed to be collectively deafened at this moment.
After a few breaths, the weird low laughter disappeared, the cold eyes converged, and the eyeballs stopped moving.
The head of the Ghost King Yama has returned to the appearance of a clay sculpture, with no problems visible at all.