Tokugawa Ichiro is not a guy who is easy to trust others, so he glanced at Yuzhuchun: "The night is too dark, Yan Gongzi stands tall, he can't see clearly, it's very dangerous, why don't you light a torch for Yan Gongzi?" ”

The unvirtuous Taoist on the high platform was a little anxious, lit the torch, saw everything clearly, and played some conspiracy.

According to Yan Qi's arrangement, Wude Dao scolded loudly: "Mr. Tokugawa, pay attention to your words and deeds, and restrain your arrogant thoughts." Fire is a hot thing, it belongs to the sun, the earth dragon is an obscure thing, it belongs to the yin, the sun meets the yin, it is the way to kill each other, Tokugawa Ichiro, what filthy thoughts do you have? Isn't this a deliberate mess? ”

"Blasphemy, by no means! Otherwise, you will suffer from an earthquake, and even the pond fish, everyone will be buried for you! Why don't you close your eyes and pray? ”

"Huh?"

Tokugawa Ichiro listened, half-convinced.

When the officials heard that they were going to be buried with them, they were half frightened to death.

"Mr. Tokugawa, don't linger on the torch, there will be endless troubles."

"Please keep your piousness in your heart, if you don't respect the gods, the officials of our Land Division will never cooperate with you."

……

Zhao Qing also spoke: "Mr. Tokugawa, even I am waiting quietly, but you don't have the slightest patience?" ”

This is a very important statement.

Even though Tokugawa Ichiro was skeptical, under the majesty of Zhao Qing and the clamor of the officials, he had no choice but to bow his head, close his eyes, and pretend to pray.

But I cursed wantonly in my heart, I pray for you to be a goga.

I asked you to pretend to be ghosts here, not to get the land of Qingyun Mountain, do you really think I believe that there is a dragon underground?

I believe you're a ghost, Yan Qi is very bad.

However, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't say what was wrong, but he just had a bad premonition.

……

Yan Qi climbed over the mountain along the branches on the cliff, turned his clothes over, and inside was a camouflage samurai costume.

The jungle is dark, leafy, and almost invisible.

He was again dressed in the most scientific camouflage uniform, which was very well hidden.

Unless the beast with a keen sense of smell is replaced by human eyes, even if it is sharp-eyed, it will be difficult to detect his whereabouts.

What's more, Yan Qi is light and smart, and there is no wind when walking.

Whoosh!

Yan Qi rushed in quickly and cautiously.

Halfway up the mountain, with the means of night vision, I saw many samurai ambushed in the middle of the mountain.

These warriors were scattered all around, surrounding the entire halfway up the mountain, about fifty meters per person.

However, the vast majority of the samurai were already asleep.

No one found Yan Qi.

Yan Qi clearly believed that it was impossible to trap Wu Meizhi with these ordinary warriors alone.

These people didn't even find out by themselves, and it was difficult to discover Wu Meizhi.

Wu Meizhi's methods are much more powerful than himself.

Therefore, it was not these people who made Wu Meizhi face a desperate situation.

"Grab a samurai and interrogate it."

Yan Qi sneaks like a raccoon cat.

There was a samurai who stood alone on the north side, and the two samurai on the left and right who were closest to him were already asleep.

Only he was still open.

However, I also dozed off non-stop.

"That's him, you're out of luck."

Yan Qi hunched over and approached.

The samurai did not react in the slightest.

Yan Qi stood behind the samurai and patted him on the shoulder.

The samurai turned around.

When he saw Yan Qi, he was about to shout.

"Call you paralyzed."

Yan Qi smashed his fist on the samurai's temple.

This time, it was smashed very hard.

Yan Qi was willing to be stoned to death, but he couldn't smash it lightly.

Because, if you are light, you will not faint, but you will shout and spoil a good thing.

If you hit it harder, it doesn't hurt if you kill it.

If you are stoned, you will change to another samurai and continue to smash.

Anyway, these samurai are not things, and it is just right to die.

This warrior was like a dead dog, dragged away by Yan Qi for hundreds of meters.

Quietly, no one noticed.

Yan Qi hid under the big tree and tested the samurai's snort.

"Paralyzed, you're lucky, you're not dead."

Smack!

Yan Qi slapped the samurai's face twice.

The samurai woke up.

"Save ......"

He didn't even shout half a word, and was choked by Yan Qi's neck.

The samurai couldn't breathe and his face turned red.

Yan Qi relaxed his strength a little, so as not to strangle him, but he couldn't let the samurai make a little noise.

The samurai were terrified.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, an unknown master was killed, which was too shocking.

Yan Qi asked, "Where is Wu Meizhi?" ”

His language is excellent, and he is even fluent.

The samurai was stunned and didn't speak.

Yan Qiyi stabbed the samurai's thigh and twisted it vigorously.

The samurai's painful blood flowed like a pour, his muscles twitched, and his waist was stiff and straight, like a stroke.

He wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Say, where is Wu Meizhi?"

Yan Qi tightly choked the samurai's throat, holding the dagger in his other hand, drawing circles on the samurai's chest.

The samurai was frightened.

This is just an ordinary samurai, not a dead soldier, although fierce, but very afraid of death.

Yan Qi's dagger shook in his chest, once he pierced it, he would die instantly, and even if he didn't even know who killed him, he was a fool when he died.

"Say, where is Takemi hiding?" Yan Qi was already impatient, and the dagger cut the skin through the samurai's chest.

The samurai blinked desperately and pointed to his mouth, signaling him to speak.

"It's impossible to speak."

Yan Qi frowned: "You write it for me." ”

The samurai didn't expect this person to be able to understand the Toei script.

He grabbed the twig and wrote, "Takemi Chi is in the cave at the top of the mountain. ”

Yan Qi asked again, "Who wants to kill her?" ”

The samurai hesitated.

Yan Qiyi stabbed the samurai's stomach and stirred it hard.

The samurai tossed and turned in pain, but he couldn't struggle, and he didn't dare to hesitate anymore, so he hurriedly wrote: "There is a golden dead soldier who blocked Takemichi. ”

Yan Qi frowned: "What is a golden dead man?" What is your name? ”

The samurai replied bitterly: "The Golden Dead is the highest level of the Tokugawa Shogunate, and this Golden Dead is called Tokugawa Kenta, and he is the nephew of Chairman Tokugawa. ”

Yan Qi nodded.

Unexpectedly, Tokugawa Ichiro's nephew turned out to be a golden dead man.

Yan Qi asked again: "Tell me, why didn't Kenta Tokugawa kill Takeshi?" ”

Samurai said, "President Tokugawa wants to catch it alive." ”

Yan Qi nodded secretly.

Sure enough, I guessed that Tokugawa Ichiro just wanted to catch him alive.

That's easy to do.

"Say, where is the golden dead in ambush, draw me a map, and what else is ambushed? If you dare to lie about the map of the mountain, I will chop you into pulp. ”

The samurai did not dare to slack off, and quickly wrote down everything he knew.

Yan Qi looked at it and thought for a while.

The samurai then wrote: "I've confessed, let me go." ”

Yan Qi asked: "Is it really all over?" ”

The samurai nodded.

"Not bad, not bad."

Yan Qi's hand rose and fell.

The samurai had their throats cut and their blood flowed profusely.

Yan Qi will not reason with the enemy.