If it weren't for the mental preparation in advance, Ximenqing would definitely regard the black shadows that pop up in the sewers from time to time as ghosts. In fact, strictly speaking, it is not an exaggeration to say that the people in the well are ghosts in reality, because they have been separated from this shijie.

And it's poignant to watch the people in the well gobble up, it turns out that the simplest food on shijie can also be eaten to such an extent. Fortunately, Ximenqing learned his lesson, and this time under his intervention, not a single underground person survived.

It took some time to appease the underground people, but the sharpening of the knife did not mistake the woodcutter, and the subsequent smooth journey proved that everything Ximenqing spent was worth it - in the labyrinthine sewers, the leader of the underground people who led the way walked like a fly, and led Ximenqing's infiltration troops to an exit without any condensation - "My lord, if you go out from here, you will seal the Qiu Gate, and I dare to use my head as a guarantee!" ”

Ximen Qingshen grasped the hand of the leader of the underground people who led the way: "Old man, thank you!" As soon as the four eyes met, Ximenqing let go, listened slightly, and when there was no one on the ground, he immediately whispered: "Brothers, follow me!" Yan took the lead and got out.

Seeing that Ximenqing's figure flashed at the exit, the leader of the people in the well seemed to be frozen, and the disciples of Liangshan Wutang passed by him one after another, and he was also silent, until the exit was empty, he shook his body, like waking up from a dream. Slowly raising his filthy hand, the temperature that Ximen Qing had just held seemed to be still on it, and the leader of the people in the well suddenly burst into tears.

A weapon sharper than food is genuine respect.

Ximen Qing, who had gone out of the sewer, led the soldiers of the Wutang to gather and lurk in the shadows of the alley near the Fengqiu Gate, preparing to take the city. Just in front of them, four box soldiers were pushing a cart of food, and followed by a group of box soldiers patrolling the curfew, and these four box soldiers were sending supper to the forbidden army on duty on the Fengqiu Gate. Their words were full of complaints about the forbidden army's midnight envoys, but they couldn't hide their envy, after all, it was the eternal dream of every celestial army to enter the ban, just like the college students in later generations always wanted to be civil servants.

Ximenqing was still lurking quietly. When things come to an end, you must be improvised, but you should not act rashly.

After a while, the leaders of the four van soldiers came out with empty cars again. When we got to the mouth of the alley, one of the guys sniffed and said, "Huh", "What's the smell?" ”

Ximen Qing was shocked when he heard this. They've just come out of the sewers, and the smell on them is certainly not much better. These guys didn't pay attention to the crowd when they passed just now, but now there are only four of them left, and they actually sniff out clues like dogs.

Wu Song's guard was beside Ximenqing, and at this time he stretched out his hand and made a slashing gesture, but Ximenqing shook his head - the four Xiangjun were still some distance away from the mouth of the alley, and no matter how fast Wu Song moved, he couldn't stop these people's mouths at the same time. There was only a scream, and after the forbidden army on the Fengqiu Gate was shocked, it was not so easy to successfully capture the door.

Ximenqing already held four sharp and fast-bladed money darts in his hands, and with his secret weapon kung fu, he hit four shots with no effort. But these four vans pulled a board car, and the body blocked two people, and they couldn't catch them all.

When he was in a brain teaser, the four van soldiers over there asked again: "What is in the alley?" "In the past few days, there have been many towns in the city, and it is not surprising that there is occasionally a big living person hidden in a place where the lights are blind, if it is not uncertain, these four van troops would have shouted to arrest people.

Ximen Qing had an idea, pinched his throat and said timidly: "Master, I ...... I'm here to find chickens! Wu Song, Lu Zhishen, Mu Hong, and Jiao Ting around Ximen Qing were all trembling, and goosebumps were surging all over their bodies.

The four van soldiers glanced at each other, and although they were separated by the dense fog, they still saw the ambiguous smiles on each other's faces. Everyone is a close brother, and a glance has already gone without saying.

There was a tacit understanding, and the four Xiangjun quietly touched the mouth of the alley. Blocking the cart at the mouth of the alley, the guy at the head said with a low smile: "Little lady, it's not easy to find a chicken in the middle of the night, how about my brother come to help you?" As he spoke, the four guys shook their arms and forced them forward.

In the thick fog, one two, three, four, five, six, seven hands were stretched out, and before the four van troops could react, they were pulled by their heads, their arms, their mouths and their necks, and they couldn't even say a word, and they were dragged in.

The disciples of the martial arts hall who restrained the four box armies looked at Ximenqing, Ximenqing stretched out his hand and slashed, and the four snowy daggers immediately came out of the sheath and stabbed straight into the left shoulder blade of the four box armies. Unimpeded, a knife pierces the heart, and even the screams are saved.

After waiting for the brother who had taken the knife to withdraw the dagger, just in case, the disciple of the martial arts hall who was responsible for covering his mouth used his hand, and the "Karala" sound was uniform, and the four heads and faces all turned to their backs. This time the neck was completely broken, and even if an eccentric person escaped the catastrophe of the dagger piercing the heart, this time he would die thoroughly.

Lu Zhishen had already erected the cart at the mouth of the alley and lifted it in, and put the four corpses to the corner, and the alarm was lifted.

Try it out and be murderous. Looking at the Fengqiu Gate Tower in front of him, Ximen Qing waved his hand: "Up!" The crowd broke through the fog and rushed forward with swiftness.

Ximen Qing took the lead, and when he rushed up to the city tower, he suddenly heard a broken shout: "What person?" ”

Without thinking, Ximenqing opened his mouth and said, "The one who delivered the meal, something fell just now!" ”

On the other side, there was just an "oh", Ximen Qing swept left and right, and cut off the heads of the two forbidden soldiers at the entrance of the building, and the blood rushed, and a bowl of lamps hanging at the door of the building was also extinguished.

As soon as the lights dimmed, how many dissatisfied voices came from the city tower: "Damn! What's going on? ”

Ximen Qing went straight in: "I'm sorry, the fire is coming!" Before the forbidden army in the city tower came back to the taste, Ximenqing was already wielding a knife and chopping in all directions, and for a while, fresh meat and rice flew together, and the stained blood was the same color as pickles.

Intentionally killing unprepared, that is, in a blink of an eye. Ximen Qing turned the knife, the city tower seemed to have been washed with cinnabar, red and dazzling, the ground was horizontal, there was no longer a living mouth, and the disciples of the martial arts hall led by him rushed in, and they could only make up the knife.

When Ximenqing rushed out to see, Wu Song, Lu Zhishen, Mu Hong, and Jiao Ting were walking out of the other city towers not far away, and everyone raised their hands silently, and Ximenqing secretly praised: "Well done!" ”

The forbidden army on duty was eliminated, and those who slept in the cave could not be spared. With a gesture, Ximen Qing crept into the Tibetan Soldier Cave with the children of the Martial Arts Hall. In the dim light, in the thunderous snoring, all the disciples of the martial arts hall served one by one, and the snow blades were all aimed at the vital points of the sleeping people.

Ximen Qing waved his hand, the swords fell, and after a burst of babbling in the hidden soldier cave, the turbid and foul-smelling air was diluted, and the fresh and energetic bloody qi ruled everything.

After the overall situation has been decided, except for the person who mends the knife, everyone is concentrated on the Fengqiu Gate, and success or failure is here!

Ximenqing took a look, the suspension bridge is easy to put and the city gate is easy to open, but there is still a jack gate, which takes a lot of effort to pull up silently.

Although Wu Song and Lu Zhishen are both heroes who pull out the mountain and carry the tripod, the jack gate is so tight that they can't even stretch a finger into it, and they can't hold it up with strength, so they can only hang it around the city, and the twisting jack gate is a jishu job, pay attention to the cooperation of everyone, and it is useless to have a lot of airpower.

After thinking about it for a while, Ximen Qing asked Wu Song and Lu Zhishen to go down to the city gate, just waiting for the city to twist the jack gate into a gap for their hands, they reached in and the two worked together to raise the jack gate, and the people in the city would be much lighter when they twisted it again. The most troublesome jack gate together, open the city gate and put the suspension bridge effortlessly, at that time, the trumpet cannon, the Liangshan army entered the city, and the number of rotten Song Dynasty was all in my hands!

Under the command of Ximenqing, the people of Liangshan quietly got busy in the thick fog. At this time, Ximen Qing didn't need to contribute, just leaned on the edge of the tower and secretly thanked the ghosts and gods: "Thanks to this thick fog, otherwise the city will be far away, and you will be able to see the movement of the city." ”

Who knew that before he could finish rejoicing, he heard an unprecedented scream in the alley under the city tower, and then the ghost cried wolf howl: "Come on! It's amazing! Our brother has followed the ghost! Help me! ”

It turned out that as soon as the four food delivery soldiers were gone, the others couldn't help but worry. The forbidden army has always looked down on the Xiang army, and the Xiang army has always been jealous of the forbidden army.

So a group of Xiang soldiers formed a gang and went to Fengqiumen to respond. The four food deliverers could only walk in circles because they were pushing the cart, but they were empty, and they easily came from the alley.

Unexpectedly, when the shortcut was copied to ninety percent, the guy at the head stumbled and stumbled a dog to eat, and laughed later. The guy at the head stood up with a curse and hated: "How can someone sneakily hide here? Could it be that they are the spies who slipped through the net in the movement in the town, and they are all arrested! ”

As a result, after being arrested, the wind lamp shone brightly, and the gang of van soldiers were suddenly frightened and their hairs stood on end—the faces of the four brothers who delivered the food were crooked to their backs, although they were ingenious and strange, but they looked extremely strange in the dim light, and they were simply possessed by evil spirits!

So Ximenqing heard the howl that was closest to the atavistic phenomenon. This howl is not tight, but it officially kicks off the prelude to Scarlet Tokyo! This is exactly what it is:

It is only said that people's hearts are afraid of evil ghosts, but can you know that evil ghosts are in people's hearts? But I don't know what will happen next, and listen to the next breakdown.