The shadows of people are dim and the lights are shining brightly.
Hong Zhiye cried out, and Wang Jin and others suddenly felt their hearts sinking. Looking at the embarrassment of his hasty escape, how could he look like he had captured the enemy and made a triumphant return?
Hong Zhiye wiped away his tears while telling the story of how he was accidentally captured in Xianglu Village, and then was coerced by demons, deceived the guards at the sluice gate, and took the Zoroastrian boat into the city. He only heard the expressions on the faces of Xiao Jing, Tan Lingde and others.
Solemn and silent.
She peeked at Wang Jin's reaction again, only to see that his complexion was sallow and his eyes were lifeless. On his wrinkled face, his white lips were trembling slightly. He was obviously out of breath, but he couldn't speak for a while.
After Hong Zhiye explained what had happened, he realized that today's loss was irreversible, so he kowtowed as if pounding garlic, and kept repeating "I will die if I am a low-ranking official." He hoped to soften Wang Jin's heart, and he would care about his hard work in the past and spare him.
Immortal.
Suddenly, Wang Jin's eyes fixed, and he had calmed down from the rage just now. Without any explanation, he picked up the sapphire tea bowl in front of him and threw it at Hong Zhiye!
"Snapped!"
The lid and body of the bowl exploded on Hong Zhiye's forehead and broke into several pieces. Slightly hot tea was poured all over his head and face, making him even more miserable. Hong Zhiye didn't dare to wipe it, and let the blood mix with the tea and hang on his frightened cheeks.
Go up and continue to kowtow for mercy.
Wang Jin gritted his teeth and yelled: "Not enough success! More than enough failure! Why are you coming back to do this?! I, Taiwei Palace, have worked so hard and planned several times, but in the hands of a loser like you, all my efforts fell short..."
Wang Jin scolded him harshly, but still couldn't get over his anger. He stood up suddenly and kicked Hong Zhiye on the head. The kick made him roll on his back, his head fell off, and his hair was as messy as grass. The elegance and calmness of the past were gone now, and he was as panic-stricken as ever.
The bereaved dog.
Wang Jin was about to kick him again, but Xiao Jing came up and stopped him: "Qi Guogong, please calm down! Hong Taizhu has certainly done it before, but the Zoroastrian people are full of deceit and cunning, but it is beyond our expectations. The boat has entered the city
, it must be docked on the shore of Luoshui River. I will call back a team of bad guards to find the boat first, and then follow the clues to continue looking for traces of the 'Saint Maiden'."
Tan Lingde also stood up and said: "Since the water gate, Dingding Gate and other places have been missed, I will order these soldiers to enter the city at night and start a search. But there are Zoroastrian demons, and we will never be lenient!"
After Wang Jin heard this, his frustration after his plan failed and his anger at Hong Zhiye's repeated failures gradually faded away: "This time to intercept the Zoroastrian saint, it was originally inconvenient for the public to take action openly. But more than two hours ago,
Yuan Zhongwu retreated from the west of the city, saying that the Zoroastrian religion was colluding with the barbarians in the north and wanted to commit rebellion. This is a serious matter and must be guarded against!
Since the Zoroastrian demons have gone to great lengths to send the "saints" into the city, we will wait for work and guard the urn to catch the turtles. Not to mention that the Zoroastrian religion assigned nine "saints" to confuse the public, but sent nineteen, twenty-nine
, we also captured them all so that these 'saints' can go in and out! From tonight on, the safety of Luoyang City depends entirely on these two!"
Xiao Jing and Tan Lingde immediately saluted: "The Duke of Qi has made a serious statement! When this disaster is about to occur, it is our duty to report your kindness to the king and bring peace to the people."
After saying that, Wang Jin glanced at Hong Zhiye, who was kneeling on the ground shivering, and glanced at Su Wei beside him.
The guard immediately understood, and immediately summoned a team of guards, lifted Hong Zhiye up from the ground, and dragged him to the private prison of Taiwei Palace. In an instant, the whole courtyard was filled with the sound of Hong Zhiye crying for mercy...
The moon is getting brighter and the night is getting darker. Halfway through the five twilight drum rounds, Luo City is completely silent.
As the boat passed Xinzhong Bridge, the believers dressed as boatmen stopped their long oars and worked together to throw an iron anchor weighing more than 100 kilograms into Luoshui. The cable tied to the anchor was as thick as a child's arm, like a gray python.
At the stern of the ship.
After a few breaths, the cable gradually became straighter, and the boat stopped and floated in the middle of the Luoshui River. It remained motionless despite the rolling waves of the Luoshui River.
Yang Zhaoxi, Liu Xiaomu and others packed up their belongings and rushed out of the wooden building. The few Lily Guards and Shuangge Guards supported each other and stood around the deck, waiting for the Holy Aunt's order.
Liu Xiaomu glanced at the crowd and said calmly: "Abandon the painting boat and get on the long boat. Don't leave the head or tail for the hawks and dogs of Taiwei Palace."
All the believers responded in unison, not daring to delay. They helped the wounded to the stern of the boat, jumped onto two long boats, and headed to the south bank. After only a few back and forth, all the believers on the boats had landed, leaving only the remaining ones on the deck.
Xia Yang Chaoxi, Liu Xiaomu and a few others.
Qin Xiangchu pointed at a military general tied into a rice dumpling and said: "This Qin Yanbiao is one of the 'Nanya Double Eagles'. Please tell me whether to kill or retain him now."
Liu Xiaomu waved his hand without even looking at it: "Stay on the boat! Whether you live or die depends on what Yuan Zai, Wang Jin and the others want." After saying that, a pair of phoenix eyes turned to Yang Chaoxi and said meaningfully, "
Little Taoist, will you follow me to Qin Mansion to stay for a few days? Or do you have other plans?"
Yang Zhaoxi faced those eyes, clasped her fists seriously and said: "Senior Sister Tang has not yet repaid her kindness for taking her in and treating her injuries; and it was really rude to go out in a hurry this morning and say goodbye without saying goodbye. Xiaodao must go back with her and wait for Xiang Fang's family
After bidding farewell to the elders, I will come to see you again."
Liu Xiaomu's eyes flashed slightly, but she smiled sweetly: "Auntie just asked casually, but you are so serious about it, it seems that I, the Zoroastrian Cult, have some ulterior motives. Whatever! Today, Yang Shaoxia took action to help our Zoroastrian Cult.
Break through the obstruction, I teach everyone, and you should be grateful for your kindness. If you encounter any trouble in the future, just open your mouth, and Zoroastrianism will clear it up for you."
Yang Chaoxi's cheeks were slightly red, but she still cupped her hands: "What's the point of measuring merit? I don't dare to teach you through labor."
After saying that, he was about to turn around when he saw Xiaoman walking forward, holding a four-foot-long sword in his hand: "Mr. Yang, this sword is for you to fight that monster. Then you fell from the cabin roof, but you were already dead."
When you fell into a coma, Xiaoman took it upon himself to collect it for you. Now that I want to abandon the ship, I will return the property to its original owner."
Yang Zhaoxi took it lightly, glanced at it for a moment, and then vaguely remembered: This "Liu Shuang Sword" was taken from Xiao Zhan after being possessed by Senior Zhong. Moreover, he had also restrained Li Miaolan before.
, forcing Xiao Zhan to withdraw from the formation. Therefore, this relationship is considered to be forged. If they encounter each other in the future, there will inevitably be another sword fight...
After thinking about it, he smiled at Xiaoman and said, "Please take the trouble."
Tan Qing saw this and couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When she was still in the cabin, she was lucky enough to see Xiao Man's true appearance. She was shocked at that time, and at the same time, she also felt a little lack of confidence in her heart. What if she or herself
She is a man. If she has to choose between her and Xiaoman, she must choose Xiaoman without hesitation!
Tan Xiangchu was about to speak several times but hesitated. At this time, seeing that Tan Qing had no intention of returning home, he couldn't help but said with a sad expression: "Qing'er, there are guests at home these days, so you should go back to Linji to stay for a while! Wait until the weather calms down.
, daddy will send someone to pick you up again."
Tan Qing nodded slightly: "I will go to Senior Sister Tang's house to stay for a few days. Dad, take care of yourself."
The few of them said goodbye briefly, then boarded the boat and went their separate ways.
However, when the long boat was sailing away from the painted boat, Liu Xiaomu lightly reached out with her jade arm and swiped her fingernails, and all the cables as thick as her arm were cut off. The boat swayed slightly for a few times, and then slowly moved towards the east again.
, like a silent giant beast...
At Xianglu Village, beside the ferry, the traces of fighting are very obvious.
Some corpses that had not had time to be buried, with broken limbs and arms, were mixed with broken weapons and thrown carelessly among the weeds, emitting a disgusting stench.
The little beasts that heard the news have begun to wreak havoc in it. The miserable Shura Field is, to them, nothing less than a heaven-sent gluttonous feast:
Some surrounded a corpse and gnawed at it, some picked up a severed arm and ran away, and even the two little beasts that were eager to bite each other started to bite each other, either violently or wailing, in the moonlight.
Under the bright light, it looks particularly scary.
At this moment, a group of people who looked like Taoist priests surrounded them with swords. Seeing this, the little beasts roared unwillingly, then scattered with their tails between their legs and fled.
The leader was wearing a flat crown and a yellow hat, but it was Qu Bingyu, the master of Tongxuan Temple. He was seen holding a torch and approaching the heads and faces of the corpses. After just a cup of tea, he recognized a few familiar faces.
Both are Taoist priests in Longxing Temple who are keen on fists, kicks and weapons. They have many private contacts with the disciples of Tongxuan Temple.
There are also some corpses that look like idle libertines in the market, but they died here for unknown reasons. In addition, there are corpses of Zoroastrian believers wearing lotus robes, all of them suffered multiple wounds and bled to death...
Qu Bingyu couldn't help but sigh. It turned out that not long ago, such a large-scale fighting took place in Xianglu Village!
Just looking at the bones on the ground, it seems that the people who intercepted them did not stop the Zoroastrian monster. There are many messy bloody footprints, starting from the ferry and extending to the village. Judging from the depth, it can be seen that many Zoroastrian believers were fleeing in all directions, and many were intercepted.
The people chased him relentlessly, one after another, and the other escaped, and they fought hard.
It can also be inferred that the palace envoys and others must have made many preparations in advance. Even if the Zoroastrian people could escape their interception, when they arrived at the ferry of Xianglu Village and at the foot of Luoyang City, these two lines of defense were enough for them to drink again.
A pot of it.
Thinking of this, Qu Bingyu only felt that there was a bright future in his heart. There were many fights today, and there were many casualties in Tongxuan Temple. He had no choice but to retreat before. If he could just sit back and watch the Zoroastrian demon suffer losses elsewhere, he would naturally be happy to see the result.
.
With secret joy in his heart, Qu Bingyu raised his eyes slightly: "Tongxuan Temple disciples obey the order. Whenever they encounter the corpse of someone they know well, they will carry it to a secluded place. They will find some reed mats and dead branches from the village and cover the corpse. Today we are afraid
Since I couldn't make it back to Luoyang, I rested in the stronghold. I'll go back tomorrow and report the bad news to the family and bring them over to identify the body."
After Qu Bingyu finished speaking, the Tongxuan Temple disciples nodded in agreement and went about their business.
"Amitabha! Lord Qu Guan has a benevolent heart and a chivalrous character, and the poor monks are all impressed by him!"
Qu Bingyu followed the sound and saw a group of warrior monks carrying guns and clubs, dusty and dusty, walking towards him. The person who spoke was none other than Zen Master Lingzhen of the Xiangshan Temple Supervisor.