- Dangdang, Dang, Dang!

Alarm bells rang throughout the town, horse-drawn carriages went on a rampage like roaring bulls, and slush splashed across the road, shattering the silence completely!

"It's coming, it's time for us to go. The ghost girl spread her arms, as if she was saying goodbye to Bai Yuege, and she showed an intriguing smile.

The carriage came to a halt behind her, the wind ruffling her willowy hair.

A man in a pitch-black mask who was driving the car turned around stiffly and bowed to everyone, the squinted eyes on the mask seemed to have been staring at Bai Yuege obliquely, like the peeping of an evil demon.

"Who are you?" Bai Yuege asked.

The coachman raised his head, but his neck was crooked.

The ghosts climbed into the carriage, and the ghost boy who was seriously injured in the wrist glared at Bai Yuege before leaving, and the others shook their heads sarcastically.

"Sometimes, when the ghost troupe welcomes more people to the funeral of death, they will have a few more characters. The ghost girl smiled indifferently, "The ghost whispered, and the ghost servant drove the hearse. All the ghosts congratulate in front of the hall, and all things are resting in this life. ”

The wheels spun suddenly, and the carriage seemed to be moving quickly towards the Netherworld.

"Lord Bai!" At the end of the road behind him, Zuo Qingyun didn't know when he chased after him, "Lord Bai, the person who drove the carriage, that person ......" He almost choked on his breath, "That person drove from the direction of the county government!"

"County government?" Bai Yuege's pupils tightened, and she couldn't help but recall a certain detail.

- That eccentric shaman.

Is there a connection between them, what is the purpose of the ghost troupe? It seems that they must be caught, but is it okay with the current situation?

Bai Yuege picked up the wooden box on his back and pressed the mechanism. You can't give the Ulans a look down.

"You go and inform the others that martial law is ready, and it is better to call more cavalry. ”

The rope squirted out and nailed to the house beside him, and Bai Yuege jumped onto the eaves with his strength in an instant.

My legs were aching, but I thought I could catch up with them.

"Okay, okay!" Zuo Qingyun remembered the watchman who died not far away, he needed that gong and drum, fortunately he still remembered how to beat the cavalry's assembly gong.

Bai Yuege nodded. He pondered that the carriage had to travel on the road after all, and that it was inevitable that it would have to go around the streets, but he could intercept it if he had guessed the direction of the carriage in advance.

— and they must go out through the gates, where they can be stopped if they are fast enough!

However, at this time, the city gate should be closed, and it is obviously irrational to escape in a carriage, could it be that they have other people secretly helping?

The snow danced in the air, and a bone-chilling chill hit the face. The carriage had almost disappeared into obscurity, and only the sound of bells and wheels was a testament to its existence.

Bai Yuege jumped lightly over the house, judging the direction by the sound, but the alarm bells around him were still too noisy.

He swooped down the sloping eaves, and then jumped up the dead tree, and so on, against the cold wind, and painlessly climbed over one watchtower and house after another......

A little faster, the sound is getting closer.

The intersection between the Great Wall and the low wall of the county town gradually appeared, like a sleeping dragon and a giant python entangled in the snow and mist, the dragon flag was dancing on the beacon tower, but there was no one around the city gate to guard it!

It's really an oversight.

Bai Yuege stopped, the carriage still moved forward, and what was even more incredible was that the door of the city wall slowly opened by itself.

The roaring wind outside poured in in an instant.

#

Originally, at this time, the county magistrate should have had a good sleep in the bedroom.

On this cold day, there is no more comfortable place than a bed. However, the damn alarm went off suddenly, as loudly as a death knell.

Wait, alerts?

The county magistrate jumped up in shock, and found the guards waiting anxiously outside the door with torches, and there were many "rustling" sounds in the corridor as people walked briskly.

"Hey, what's the situation?" the county magistrate hurriedly put on a padded jacket.

The guard told him, "It looks like there's an enemy attack." ”

"Isn't it, something will happen in this big county?!" the county commander's face sank, "How many enemies are there?"

"I don't know. ”

The county commander slapped his forehead and said helplessly: "Then let's fight, fight as many as you want, no matter who his enemy is." Ah, by the way, what about my mother? It's not good for her old man to be woken up. ”

So he walked quickly to the old lady's room, he saw that the light was still out, there was no movement in it, fortunately, there must be no problem.

Thinking so, the county magistrate was about to start leaving, when a roaring wind passed through the front hall, making him shiver, and there was a "crunching" sound behind him.

The county order's scalp was numb, and the door of the old lady's room was not closed tightly, and it was hidden.

"Mother?"

No one answered, something seemed wrong, how could the door be open on this big night?

"Come over here. The county order summoned a guard, "You turn on the light and go ahead of me." Then, the county magistrate felt a little relieved and followed into the threshold.

The lights flickered slightly, and the dim light of the fire reflected a small part of the space. It's no different from a normal old woman's room.

A dresser used when I was young, a basin for washing my face, an old wooden bed, and a cane in the corner...... Everything couldn't be more normal.

- But what about people?

The bed is empty, the quilts are neatly folded, where is the shadow of the old lady?

No, it's definitely not. The county magistrate shouted loudly, but still did not answer. What is certain is that there is no one in this room at all.

"Where's my mother?" the county commander's voice began to tremble, and the white breath exhaled from his mouth spread like a ghost.

An old lady with limited mobility suddenly disappeared from the county office, and there were so many guards here that no one found out.

Although the prefectural commander didn't know what was going on, he felt an inexplicable fear.

"Your Excellency, Your Majesty, the ...... Look here!"

"What's wrong?"

The prefectural order looked in the direction of the guard's gaze. He couldn't help but hold his breath. The white gas dissipated and disappeared.

It was an old bedside table with an open, delicate box on it.

He walked over slowly, and he noticed the contents of the box. Take a closer look.

It was a shriveled human face.

Then the rallying cry of the cavalry team sounded in the distance.

"You, you, you, go to the old emperor's mausoleum to have a look, the dragon map...... The Dragon Atlas is still there!"

#

Zuo Qingyun didn't even think about it, so he rang the gong to beat the guard.

The cavalry camp exploded in an instant, and the captain of the Yue cavalry had already heard the horn of martial law, and now why did the gongs and drums of the cavalry assembly sound, didn't it mean that the Hu army came to commit a crime?

No, he hadn't heard of a rebellion in the northern county of Ulan.

The lieutenant was still alert, put on his mountain armor, and he picked up a crescent saber trimmed with gold and walked out of the camp.

Many of the cavalry in front of the camp were suddenly awakened, most of them with a deep sense of fatigue, and even some of the assembled people were half-awake and half-asleep leaning against a stake, muttering something in their mouths.

The lieutenant pushed away a groggy fellow, who fell down at the touch of it, with a smirk on his face, and looked like he was used to being lazy on weekdays.

Not only him, but also those "mourners" who did not wear the armor neatly, put the leg armor on their hands, and hung the shoulder armor crookedly beside their arms......

Just think about it.

"My lord, are we going to assemble outside the city now?" asked a soldier with dark circles in his eyes.

"I don't know. But something must have happened, so let a team of men go with me to ring the gong and have a look. The lieutenant's face was solemn, and he thought, "I hope it's not a big deal." But then again...... It's been a long time since there's been no news from Ulan County. ”