Time flies, and half a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past half a month, Tangmen has been particularly lively:

The first is the organ room, those unwilling disciples found Tang Hezhi's assessment after practicing hard, and the five people who finally joined were like big catfish that disturbed the fish pond, stimulating everyone to work hard to improve themselves, lest they be eliminated if they slacked off, and they couldn't become one of the final ten people.

This kind of positive competition has infected the disciples in the room outside of the fifteen people, and everyone is working hard to improve, hoping that they will be able to participate in the election if they have such an opportunity again.

On the side of the Soul Snatcher Room, because Hua Rou cares about retreating from the whole body other than assassination, Tang Lin has to take everyone to practice self-preservation skills in addition to training assassination skills every day, and then he also said that every night is an opportunity for them to do it, if anyone can apply ink to the vital parts of his body before dawn and not be caught, he will directly become one of the ten.

So every night in the Soul Snatcher Room was an assessment of sneak attacks and escapes, and every morning a few disciples would return with a blank face.

The hidden weapon room is relatively the most calm, they are competing all the time to make the speed of the hidden weapon, Hua Rou will let them under different conditions, under different circumstances, the difficulty is compared again and again, while improving everyone's ability, while finding out the basic skills of the most down-to-earth and fastest response speed of the excellent.

This lasted for about seven or eight days, and at Hua Rou's behest, the disciples of the organ room entered the Soul Snatcher Room, and followed Tang Lin to learn the art of assassination that only the disciples of the Soul Snatcher Room could learn; And the disciples of the Soul Snatcher Room and the Hidden Weapon Room will naturally go to the organ room to learn how to make human skin masks and arrange traps.

Every day, the three rooms of Tangmen are very lively, Hua Rou is not idle, she discusses and adjusts the plan with Tang Hezhi and Tang Lin from time to time during the day, and at night she is not thinking about promotion and assessment, but thinking about life and death.

Life is the way of life, and death is the way to take people's lives.

After Yu'er ran out that day, although she still got along with her every day, she no longer discussed this issue with her, even if Hua Rou intended to mention it, she would deliberately avoid talking about it, so that Hua Rou had to reflect on whether her idea of paralyzing the enemy in the war was wrong.

These three rooms are so lively, the firearms room seems a little "deserted".

Although it is said that making firearms is enough for them to be busy, but watching others grow and learn new skills every day, they can only fiddle with firearms, and they can't help but envy and envy, chagrin and complain.

"Why am I in the firearms room? See if everyone can learn something new. ”

"Alas, I don't know what Master is thinking, why didn't he let us study too......"

"Learn, learn!" Tang Yun suddenly appeared and yelled at the disciples: "Have you learned the firearms?" I don't even finish eating in the bowl, I think about the pot, and I'm not afraid of dying! ”

Facing the angry Tang Yun, although everyone was unhappy, they didn't dare to say anything, and they bowed their heads one by one and dispersed, leaving Tang Yun's eyes full of anger.

……

After half a month of dust, Mu Junwu and Feiyun finally rushed to the gate of Changsha Mansion.

Ten zhang away, he looked at the word "Changsha" on the city gate, and there seemed to be a huge wave churning in his heart - home, this is his home, this is the home he once thought he would never come back!

"Childe, shall we wait for it to get darker?" Feiyun looked at the guards under the city gate, his eyes worried.

"No, you don't." Mu Junwu said as he took out two boxes from his horse bag and threw one to Feiyun: "Let's go in." ”

Hearing this, Feiyun opened the box curiously, but saw that there was a soft leather mask inside, and when he looked at his master, Mu Junwu had already quickly put the mask on his face.

"This mask is made of gum, it doesn't need to be pasted to have its own stickiness, so put it on quickly!" Mu Junwu touched his face as he spoke, making sure that everything was suitable, and Feiyun saw that Gongzi had turned into a strange face, and hurriedly put it on himself.

As soon as the warm and sticky mask was applied to his face, it was like a suction force on his face, Feiyun twisted his nose and mouth, and immediately exclaimed, "This mask fits quite well, huh?" ”

Mu Junwu looked at the familiar face and smiled lightly: "The human skin mask of the Tang Sect is just like the real one when it is pasted, crying, laughing and frowning can be displayed in all directions, if it is not an insider, I am afraid that it will be difficult to detect." As soon as he said that, he kicked the horse's belly, and then he and Feiyun walked forward, mingling among the people.

This Changsha Mansion is the capital of Chu State, and naturally the officers and soldiers at the city gate inspected it very carefully.

After the two got closer, they found that there were two portraits of wanted criminals on the wall of the city gate, one of which was Feiyun - it was not easy to post it to pray for the king, so naturally only Feiyun was pasted.

After Mu Junwu saw it, he glanced at Feiyun beside him, at this moment he had already turned into Tang Liuliang's face, and of course he himself was the face of immortality.

With such two faces, they were safe, and there was nothing exposed on them, so after a quarter of an hour, the two entered the city smoothly, and then found an inn and settled down.

The sky gradually darkened, and after Xiao Er brought food in the evening and cleaned it up, Mu Junwu took off the mask and carefully put it into the box.

Seeing this, Feiyun also went to fetch it.

"Don't take it, take it safe."

"Yes. This mask is so good, not only is it so realistic, but it is not uncomfortable at all after being pasted on the face for a long time. ”

"Tangmen's things, not bad." Mu Junwu said and closed the box, reached out and gently groped the box—he wanted to be soft.

"This Tang Sect is also artillery, and it is also a mechanism formation, it is so powerful! When the subordinates went down to empty the things there, the things they saw were all exquisite, and it seemed that they had a deep origin, and they should not be underestimated! ”

"Alright, do what you have to do." Mu Junwu was not interested in mentioning the origin of the Tang Sect with Feiyun, so he naturally terminated the topic.

"I'm going to go, but are you sure you're going to meet there? There must be quite a few people waiting for you to show up. ”

"What about waiting for the rabbit?" Mu Junwu's eyes were a cold look of contempt: "They can't catch me." ”

Just when Mu Junwu was preparing for the night meeting, there was a foot of the mountain in the mountains and rivers of Shudi, thousands of miles apart, and two teams of people were fighting in one place, and the fight was inseparable.

Blood splatters! A scream!

The blood-stained "Meng" flag waved in the crowd and waved in the wind, but the "Dong" flag fell because the flag bearer was cut down.

The fighting was endless, the fighting was non-stop, the fresh life was terminated in the confrontation between the two armies, and the corpses were stacked up like a sea of corpses!

As more "Dong" banners fell, the Meng family army became more and more fierce and its advantage grew.

Suddenly, not far away, several "Dong" flags hit the head, and two teams of cavalry rushed into the battlefield brandishing weapons.

In the battle between the two sides, the Meng family's army, which was already dominant, began to retreat.