Judging from Chen Zhongda's solo entry into Zhao Wuguan this time, he did not find any clues about the little master, and judging from what he had done, the disappearance of this little master did not seem to have anything to do with Zhao Wuguan. This left him in a state of confusion as to what to do.

The night shrouded the entire city of Handan, and it was pitch black.

After Chen Zhongda escaped from the Zhao Wu Pavilion, in order to prevent any horse feet from being exposed, he was found by the people of the Zhao Wu Pavilion, he was taking off his black clothes and restoring his original dress, when he suddenly felt that something had fallen down, flashing a light in the dark light, so he squatted down and picked it up, and saw that it was a jade pendant with a very delicate string, he thought about it, it must be the baby girl of the Zhao Wu Pavilion, because he stumbled on his clothes at that time, the thread of the jade pendant was broken, and it fell into the pocket of his black coat, he didn't think about it anymore, and put the jade pendant into his body。 Because he didn't find any clues about the little master, he was very depressed and bitter, and returned to the Chunlai Inn in a daze, when it was late at night.

The guests inside the inn are already familiar with sleeping.

"Little Er!" Chen Zhongda shouted.

No one responded at the inn.

"Little Er!" Chen Zhongda shouted again.

"Ah...... Guest, you ...... Haven't slept yet? It's ...... from the outside. Did you come here?" Xiao Er was woken up by him loudly and replied in a daze.

"Nonsense! Not from the outside, or from the inside?"

"Guest officer, you're not a local, are you?"

"Nonsense! Are the locals still coming to vote for your inn?"

"I mean, you didn't meet you outside...... Above...... What the...... Right?"

When Zhongda heard this, ah, did his actions make this little second discovery, he checked himself, and didn't find anything else, so he said: "It's nothing, it's nothing, less nonsense! Bring me two jars of wine and four catties of beef." ”

"Guest officer, what time is this, the others have already gone to sleep, and you still want to drink?" Xiao Er squinted his eyes at Chen Zhongda impatiently.

"Lao Tzu told you to get it, you can get it, are you afraid that I will lose your silver?" Chen Zhongda casually put a piece of silver on the table, and there was a "ding" sound.

As soon as Xiao Er saw that it was a big piece of silver, he put it in his pocket and said, "Uncle, you wait, I'll get it right away." ”

After a while, Xiao Er brought out a large plate of beef and two large jars of wine.

Zhongda gulped down beef and drank wine. After working for a while, and the second jar of wine was down, Chen Zhongda was already a little drunk. But he didn't feel like he was having enough fun, so he shouted, "Little Er! ”

Xiao Er saw that Chen Zhongda was a little drunk, and said, "Uncle, you are drunk, I'll help you go to bed to rest." Xiao Er said kindly.

"What? I'm not drunk! ”

Seeing this, Xiao Er had no choice but to take another jar of wine to him.

It is often said that borrowing wine to eliminate sorrow makes sorrow even more sorrowful. Chen Zhongda was even more dazed, he didn't seem to be sleepy, he grabbed the wine that Xiao Er had just brought in one hand, drank and walked, and walked out of the inn crookedly.

Chen Zhongda was drunk, and he walked around the dark streets of Handan without any purpose or goal. After walking a distance, his drunken eyes noticed that there seemed to be some dim light ahead.

"Could it be that there are still people in Handan City who haven't slept like me?" So, he walked over in a daze.

It turned out that the faint light came from a new temple, and many of the dead people's spirit tablets inside looked particularly strange under the dim oil lamp.

Chen Zhongda drunkenly broke into the temple, and under the illumination of the light, he saw a lot of neatly lined spirit cards. He thought that this is whose temple has put so many spirit cards, even the eight generations of ancestors, and there are not so many!

Just when he was puzzled, he suddenly vaguely saw a spiritual tablet with the appearance of the deceased's face before he died, accompanied by the tragic image of the deceased's dynamics before death. He was frightened into a cold sweat, and half of his drunkenness was scared away, and he fixed his mind, and wondered, is he dazzled? So he opened his eyes, and then looked closely, and there were indeed miserable faces that appeared on the spirit card from time to time, and he looked at the other spirit cards, all of them were the same as the spirit cards, and the tragic image of the deceased was always visible. Although he was drunk, he was also scared half to death at this time. He didn't want to offend these gods, so he knelt down in front of those spirit tablets, his head was like pounding garlic, and he kept making waves, and recited in his mouth: "I am drunk, and I have no intention of breaking into the temple and offending the gods, please forgive me." Then he stood up, twisted his butt and ran out.

As soon as he walked out of the temple, he vaguely saw the thrilling assassination scene of the officers and soldiers, accompanied by the terrifying sound of shouting, some were fleeing, and as soon as they escaped not far away, they were killed by arrows; some were killed by inexplicable weapons before they could react; and some knelt on the ground to beg for a fluke, but they were still hacked to death by a Qin soldier, and they did not escape the life of death......

Chen Zhongda saw this bloody awakening scene, this killing and the killed soldiers, their military uniforms are different, it is obvious that the killing soldiers are Qin-style military uniforms, and the killed soldiers are Zhao-style military uniforms, is this the reappearance of the Qin soldiers killing more than 200,000 soldiers?

At this time, Chen Zhongda was so frightened that he was completely driven away from his drunkenness. He couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he ran in the direction of the inn, and at this time, everywhere in the streets of Handan, such a tragic scene appeared, and all kinds of terrifying cries made people tremble. At this moment, he suddenly remembered the curious eyes and inexplicable question of the innkeeper: "Guest officer, aren't ......you a local?" Above...... What the...... Right?" Only then did he understand the meaning of the inn's question.

Could it be that in the middle of the night in this Handan city, there are unjust souls coming out, showing the scenes of those unjust souls dying?

Chen Zhongda ran forward desperately, bursts of cold sweat overflowing from time to time. After running for a while, he felt as if someone was dragging him behind him, he couldn't run anymore, he looked back and saw that it was indeed a Qin soldier who was grabbing him viciously and was about to cut him with a big knife.

"I'm from Qin, not Zhao!" Chen Zhongda subconsciously said hurriedly.

The Qin soldier listened to Chen Zhongda's words, and the knife didn't cut down again, so he glared at him twice and left.

In an instant, a group of unjust ghosts surrounded them, all of them with green faces and fangs, and they were extremely terrifying.

"I heard him say just now that he is from Qin, so we ate his flesh to avenge our unjust death. "A head ghost with a blood-red face and a white dress said to the other ghosts.

When the group of unjust ghosts heard that Chen Zhongda was from the Qin State, they all gritted their teeth, rushed up, and spurted blood at Chen Zhongda, wanting to eat Chen Zhongda bite by bite.

Chen Zhongda wanted to draw his sword at this time to deal with these unjust ghosts, but he couldn't draw his sword, and when he was fighting, he heard someone talking.

"Tsk, this is a drunkard from there, lying here, you want to die?!"

Chen Zhongda was scolded by this, slowly opened his eyes, and he woke up. He remembered the terrible scene just now, and it was just puzzled to him, was it a dream, or was it really something?

At this time, the sky was already dark, and he saw an old woman washing the wooden mother's bucket, and found him lying in front of the temple door, and the person who spoke just now must have been her.

He felt dizzy, and he still had a wine jar in his hand, and his clothes smelled of alcohol everywhere.

He stood up and took a break.

When the old woman saw him standing up, she said: "You drunkards, it's good to be drunk, is this the place in front of this temple where you lie? Do you know that this temple contains more than 200,000 spirit tablets of people who were killed by Baiqikeng in the Battle of Changping, and you are sleeping here, and you are not afraid that the more than 200,000 unjust ghosts will eat you?"

When Chen Zhongda heard her say this, he thought that he was really almost eaten by the ghosts last night.

"Yesterday I drank too much. Chen Zhongda said.

"It's good to know. ”

Chen Zhongda dusted off his body and returned to the inn.

When the shopkeeper saw him come back, he asked in surprise, "Where did you go yesterday?" Did you lie on the street all night?"

"Yes. ”

The shopkeeper looked at him in even more surprise, he wanted to ask again, but he didn't dare to ask again when he saw that Chen Zhongda was not calling.

Chen Zhong arrived at his room, sorted out his belongings, and hurriedly left the Chunlai Inn, and went to inquire about his little master's news.