Liu Wen and Hou Jian glanced at each other and turned their heads to look at the wailing archers. The scene is not very tragic, but what happened just now is too strange, a good fire snake drilled into the pile of stones, why did the pile of stones fly wildly? Liu Wen didn't understand, he said that Su Ren was a monster, so it wasn't this kind of monster method, right?

"Brother Hou, what happened just now? Could it be that Su Ren really knows what kind of demon magic he has? ”

"I don't know if it's a demon law, I just know that it's easy for him to kill us!" Hou Jian sighed, beckoned someone to carry the wounded archers down, and regrouped the team.

He really didn't dare to attack Lao Junguan anymore. I don't know if Su Ren's words are true or not, if it is true, these five hundred people under his command have to accompany Su Ren to the funeral, including himself and Liu Wen. What to do? This question appeared in Hou Jian's mind again.

The moon is very bright, and the whole Laojun is bright. The torch in his hand could only illuminate a small area in front of him in such weather. The bloody rubble was sprinkled everywhere. No one dared to go to the place where the explosion had just occurred, and they all looked at the small pit in horror, waiting for Hou Jian's next order.

The smell of gunpowder permeated the air, with a burnt feeling and a faint pungent smell. Hou Jian mustered up his courage and cautiously came to the edge of the small pit, the pit was not big, and the surrounding grass and shrubs were radially distributed outward, as if someone had combed it with a comb. The dirt at the bottom of the pit was still smoking, the kind of smoke that smelled of burning.

Liu Wen stood behind Hou Jian, holding a sword in his hand, making a posture that was ready to retreat at any time.

"What is it? Why does it smell burnt? ”

"I don't know! But I thought it should be a new item made by Su Ren, I always thought he was a little clever before, but I didn't expect that there would be such a means, no matter what it was, it was very powerful, and there was a smell of sulfur in it, who would have thought that this medicinal herb could also kill! ”

"Is it really as Su Ren said, all the old monarchs are buried underneath? This kid is a madman, it's really lit, we can't run, he doesn't want to run! ”

Hou Jian was amused by Liu Wen: "People can do this, naturally they have the ability to get off, don't worry, Su Ren is a person who cherishes his life, so he is reluctant to die!" ”

I reached out and touched it in the mud pit, it was still hot, the soil was soft, and it was sticky in my hand, very small, and very crushed. Throwing away the soil in his hand, putting it in front of his nose and smelling it, Hou Jian slowly got up. Suddenly, I noticed a similar pile of rubble on the left, not very large, hidden in a bush.

After stepping over in a few steps, and pushing aside the shrubs that were blocking in three or two, Liu Wen gasped and hurriedly stepped back: "Be careful, there is!" ”

Hou Jian was really helpless with Liu Wen, he was timid and afraid of death, and he was shocked. The people of the Liu family are getting worse and worse, and each generation is getting worse than the other. Stop the soldiers who want to come forward to help. Hou Jian will rubble the stone Bankai little by little. In the middle of the rubble, a black clay pot sits quietly.

Cold sweat flowed down Hou Jian's neck and dripped on the mud seal of the clay pot, forming a small black dot: "Take the torch farther away, no one is allowed to come close to me!" ”

Hou Jian saw Su Ren's action of igniting the fire just now, he had seen the power of this thing, if it was ignited, it would be needless to say what the consequences would be.

Gently hugging the clay pot, little by little. The sound of the clay pot rubbing against the gravel was so harsh. Hou Jian tried to calm himself down and try not to tremble his hands. The sharp rubble cut through the back of the hand, and there was no feeling at all. When the whole clay pot was taken out, the weight was extremely heavy.

Gently placed on the ground, Hou Jian sat on the ground, and the whole person was paralyzed. wiped a handful of sweat from his face, left and right, and looked at this clay pot in front and back. It is no different from other clay pots, it is the kind that can be bought everywhere, rough and fragile.

Pull the dagger out of the boot and cut through the mud seal little by little. The mud seal was very thick, and it didn't penetrate it even after making a lot of effort. Hou Jian had to carefully increase his strength.

Everyone stood far away, stretching their necks to look at Hou Jian. The lonely figure is so sluggish, and the action is the same as slow motion, again and again.

"What is it? Isn't it something that just exploded? Liu Wen hid behind a big tree and asked loudly.

Hou Jian didn't answer, and focused on priing open the mud seal of the clay pot. It's a black powder, only half filled, and it feels like charcoal, and when you smell it, it also smells like charcoal. The charcoal is ground to a fine level, almost as fine as rice flour. Hou Jian dropped the clay pot and poured out all the powder inside. Reach out and touch the inside of the clay pot, it's empty!

"Whew......!" With a sigh of relief, Hou Jian smiled.

With a lift of his arm, he threw the empty clay pot far away. A crunch came from deep in the woods. Put away his dagger, turned around and ordered: "Look around carefully, and find such a pile of rubble, all of them are watched, and no one is allowed to approach!" Watch out for your torches, don't light them! ”

Liu Wen turned out from behind the tree, patted the dust on his body, looked up and asked Hou Jian, "What is in the clay pot?" What is so powerful? ”

"Charcoal, it's a fake!"

"Ahh Can charcoal explode even if it is lit? ”

"So it's a fake!"

The scattered soldiers found several piles of rubble in the vicinity. There are large and small, and there is a small clay pot inside. According to Hou Jian's method, he moved away the gravel pile, carefully took out the clay pot, and sealed it with mud. The clay pots are more or less filled with black charcoal. No one believed that this half jar of charcoal could blow up the gravel all over the sky. In winter, every house uses charcoal for heating, and I have never heard of an explosion in anyone's house.

Seven or eight were found in a row, and everyone's courage gradually grew. Liu Wen smiled: "This turtle son has also learned to deceive people, fooling us with charcoal, there is absolutely nothing under this old gentleman's view, it is to lie to us." ”

"Are you so sure? Then you go in and see if Su Ren can blow you up into the sky! Hou Jian glared at Liu Wen and ordered his subordinates again: "Be careful, there are still a lot of gravel piles, I don't know which one is the real thing in it, don't be careless!" ”

Su Renhe Leng Jun lay on the wall, only showing his eyes, quietly watching the movement outside. From the moment Hou Jian discovered the first pile of rubble, Su Ren was laughing. Until those soldiers turned over the pile of rubble he had put outside, Su Ren couldn't laugh anymore.

Leng Jun couldn't bear it: "What's so funny about this? People have already found a way to crack your gunpowder, and you're still laughing? ”

"If you can crack it, I won't let it go, it's just half a jar of charcoal, look what it scares them!"

"Don't laugh, when people finish digging over the piles of rocks, they will attack, and these dozen of us are not the opponents of five hundred people."

"Don't worry, I'll do it myself!"

Coming down from the ladder, Su Renhe Leng Jun went straight to the main hall of Lao Junguan. Hu Ji led a few people and carefully poured baskets of gravel on the door panel at the entrance of the main hall. The three wine stalls at the back of the door were neatly stacked, and long gunpowder grinders stretched along the wall to behind the buttocks of the statue of the old gentleman.

"Tap, tap!" Hu Ji was sweating profusely, and his mouth kept shouting, and his hands were very light, for fear of alarming some immortals.

Su Ren watched the movements of those people and glanced back at the courtyard of Lao Junguan: "Go find two more door panels, protect both sides, make sure that all the stones fly in one direction, and then get some sandbags and put them behind the wine stall to ensure that the power of gunpowder is all facing outward!" ”

Leng Jun shook his head: "If anyone walks into this courtyard, it will be regarded as entering the ghost gate!" ”

"That's what you want, the outside is a scare, the inside is a warning, if they want to come in, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Everything was ready, Su Ren waved his hand to let everyone hide behind the statue of Lao Jun, and looked at the gate by himself.

The moon has set in the west, and it is about to set. The soldiers searched all night, and then they turned over all the rubble, and found nothing but clay pots with charcoal powder.

Hou Jian wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a sigh: "False and real, this Su Ren still knows the art of war!" ”

Liu Wen said helplessly: "I said a long time ago, that kid is just bluffing, I really think I am a god, although I don't know how he made the explosion, there will definitely not be a second time, or quickly lead the troops to attack it, lest that kid run away!" ”

This time, Hou Jian did not refute, but gave an order: "The sword and shield hand is in front, enter the Laojun Temple!" ”

The door slammed and even the door panel collapsed. The sword and shield hand holding the shield sneakily broke into the courtyard and quickly spread out to both sides. The halberd warrior who followed closely behind him looked around vigilantly with the halberd. There was no one in the west wing, and there was no one in the east wing. Only the main hall door was open, blocking the intersection with a large pile of rubble.

Liu Wen laughed: "What did I say? The turtle son is just scaring people, aren't we going to come in well? ”

The courtyard was full of soldiers, one by one, and the sword and shield hands had already stood at the door of the main hall. The courtyard of Laojunguan is very large, and there is no problem in distributing salt to salt merchants here, and accommodating these three or five hundred people is a piece of cake.

Hu Ji asked in a low voice, "Come in, come in!" Sir, light the fire? ”

Su Ren nodded, shrank behind the statue of Lao Jun, and shouted loudly: "Liu Xiancheng, Hou County Lieutenant, I have already said the ugly words in front, this is what you asked for, don't blame me, I don't want to see so many people die in Lao Junguan, and these brothers, if Lord Yan asks, just say that Liu Wen and Hou Jian hurt you!" ”

The gunpowder twist sparked, and the familiar smell immediately dispersed, Su Ren hurriedly covered his ears with his hands and moved his body inside.

Liu Wen asked Hou Jian: "Lord Yama?" Who is Lord Yama? ”

"Whoever he is! Not a good guy anyway! Hou Jian shouted: "Give me a rush!" Take down Lao Junguan and catch Su Ren! ”

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