"My lord, Ye Changsheng's carriage is out of the city. "The county guard, an official walked into the study in the wind and snow, bowed down and said.

Wu Tianen stood in front of the bookcase, splashed ink, and asked without raising his head: "Have you written down all the people who went to Tieying Hall to congratulate?"

"Remembered, in addition to Qinghe County, there are a total of twenty-six people on our side, and there are eight officials. ”

"Transcribe the names of officials to political examiners, and at the end of the year, they will all be rated as inferior!"

The official paused for a moment and reminded in a low voice: "My lord, these officials are relatively close to the Huang family. ”

Wu Tianen said indifferently: "You don't understand, let's start now, it's called politeness and courtesy, and if we start later, we will be in the ground." ”

The Huang family also died by themselves, and they didn't take the local government seriously.

In order to seize the Ye family's fleet, they even bypassed the Governor's Mansion and dispatched officers and soldiers from the provincial capital River Yamen.

In order to suppress the Wenjian Pavilion, they supported the Iron Eagle Hall and invited the officials of Qinghe County to support the scene, but they didn't even say hello to him, the county guard.

They built the Iron Eagle Hall so mighty, made the signboard golden, and where did they place the plaque of Mo Chou Bo opposite?

It's not that they look down on Mo Choubo, they are just arrogant and used to it, and they rarely take into account the feelings of others.

Wu Tianen couldn't understand, who had the final say in Jiufeng Province, was it his Huang family?

This time they denounced Ye Changsheng and also bypassed Tangmen Temple, the largest temple in the provincial capital.

Have they forgotten that there are more enlightened monks in Tangmen Temple over the years than in Cifu Temple!

To put it mildly, the Huang family is called forgetting the roots.

also blamed Ye Changsheng's sword that knocked Huang Jingyun from the sky to the mortal world, the genius boy in the past, but now he has become a playboy.

Huang Tianbo really didn't care about anything for the sake of his precious son.

But he didn't want to think about it, Ye Changsheng had just relied on luck all the way?

It's just luck, Master Longhai can talk to him at night?

Can the Governor take his jade carving?

Can Master Fan politely send him out of the Refiner Guild?

I have a black belly and guard Wu Tianen, can I look at him differently?

Even the Zi family and the Bai family in Sanshui Town are on Ye Changsheng's side, why can't the Huang family sober up?

Can't you just look at Ye Changsheng?

Let's look at how generous Ye Changsheng is, and even cooperates with the Huang family to vigorously spread his own rumors.

The stage has been set up, and everyone from all walks of life is about to make their debut, and now it's too late for anyone to quit, it's up to who can have the last laugh.

Look at it, Ye Changsheng collapsed the Iron Eagle Hall today, which is just the beginning.

Wu Tianen put down the brush, pointed to the banner that had just been written, and said proudly: "Come forward and see how about the official's handwriting?"

The solemn official hurriedly stepped forward, looked at it carefully for a moment, and said with flying eyebrows: "Like sitting on a spring breeze? Good words, good words, these four words, elegant and unparalleled, I feel that a spring breeze is blowing in my face when I see it, which can be called a stroke of genius!"

Wu Tianen's face darkened, and he said coldly: "It's the sword roaring west wind!"

The official left in tears, and not long after, Chai An walked in and said with a wry smile: "My lord, Chen Guang is here, and he is clamoring to see you at the gate of the county guard's mansion." ”

Wu Tianen couldn't help but hehe: "I spent money to buy a lord, and I really take myself seriously, but he can eat the phlegm he spit out again, which impresses the official!"

Not thinking about such a disgusting thing, he beckoned to Chai An: "Come, how about taking a look at the official's handwriting?"

Chai An stepped forward and exclaimed loudly: "Good words, good words, good words, just see the words, I feel a spring breeze blowing in my face......"

A chill came to his face, Chai An suddenly looked up, and saw the face of the county guard, which was black to the bottom of the pot.

Wu Tianen rolled up the banner stupidly, took out a secret letter, and handed it to Chai An: "You personally go to Sanshui Town and send it to Ye Mansion." ”

Chai An was surprised, solemnly put away the secret letter, and bowed to leave.

Not long ago, Chai An was entrusted with the important task of investigating Ye Changsheng's collusion with the Demon Gate.

The so-called investigation is just to create a little public opinion and make a show, how can it really deal with Ye Changsheng?

Chai An had a hunch that after such a long period of fermentation, the whole incident should be explained.

......

Sanshui Town, mass graves

The rolling earth cover, covered with thick snow, is mysterious and serene under the moonlight.

In the cold night, Ye Changsheng was like a black ghost, stepping on the snow without a trace, flying by.

In a ravine almost filled with snow, he peeled through the snow and ice, burrowed into the robbery hole, and came to the end, drifting into the ancient tomb.

The heavy snow for several days blocked the yang energy of the outside world, and the evil qi in the ancient tomb became rich again.

Although evil energy and dark energy are not the same thing, dark energy can also be born in darkness.

Presumably the little dragon eagle should like it very much, right?

In the vine behind Changsheng, the little dragon eagle curled up and poked its head out curiously.

Changsheng smiled faintly, it seemed that his guess was right, he could feel Xiao Longying's joy at the moment.

He drew his sword from its sheath and walked towards the half-hidden stone gate.

"Whew!"

In the small door on the side of the passage, the mottled axe whistled and fell, but it slashed into the air.

The tall zombie guard stepped out of the small door and raised his massive axe again.

However, at this moment, Ye Changsheng stabbed out eighteen swords, and the swords were not separated from the junction of zombie bones and muscles.

"Boom!"

Like a decaying statue, the zombie guard collapsed to the ground.

Ye Changsheng saw that the zombie guards didn't move anymore, so he continued to walk towards the main tomb.

Now he is no longer the rookie he was back then, and it is naturally easy to deal with these tomb zombies.

Ordinary weapons can't kill zombies, and he doesn't plan to kill them.

During the time when the little dragon eagle was recuperating in the ancient tomb, Changsheng didn't want the little dragon eagle to be disturbed.

The two zombies guarding the main burial chamber were put to the ground by Ye Changsheng in the blink of an eye, losing their threat.

Changsheng made a round trip to confirm that there was no danger, and then he untied the vine and released the little dragon eagle.

"Well, if you like it, you can stay here in the future, and I'll come to see you often. Changsheng smiled.

The little dragon eagle nodded excitedly, swayed its body, dragged its long dragon tail, and walked around in the dark tomb.

At last it lay under the stone base on which the coffin was placed, curled up in a ball, and closed its eyes in contentment.

Since waking up that day, the little dragon eagle has never slept well, even in the days he has been with his master, illness has tormented him.

Now, it can finally sleep soundly.

Changsheng stood quietly, waiting for the little dragon eagle to fall asleep before he turned around and walked out.

Before dawn, he wanted to rush back to Ye Mansion and preside over the overall situation.

Whether it is the Ye family or the Huang family, they have lost their room for maneuver at this time.

They have endured it for so long, and it is time for the horn to fight back.