At four o'clock, in a house in the south of the city.

Li and Shanhui quietly crossed the fence and entered the courtyard—in the afternoon, they once again infiltrated the underground passage and dropped a few cloth bags wrapped in medicinal herbs. Some of these cloth bags are rotten, some are slightly fragrant, but without exception they can travel far away. Using these special flavors and the approximate range of investigations, Luo Youer locked the location of the patio.

It is located in this seemingly inconspicuous courtyard.

I have to say that the tunnel is really prevention, this place is located at the junction of the rich area and the outer city, if there is no taste of guidance, it is difficult for ordinary people to imagine that there is a hole under such an ordinary house.

Even the patio looked like an ordinary well from the outside, with not only a bucket rack, but also a hemp rope for hanging buckets.

Naturally, there were guards in the house, but no one noticed the problem for more than ten years, and it was impossible for the guards to stare at it all night. They're more likely to occupy the room and make sure the patio is under their control.

Judging from the swords and robes placed next to the bed, the two people stationed here are members of the East China Sea Gang.

Li walked to the head of the bed step by step and raised his tail at Shanhui.

That's the signal to attack.

The two of them pounced, and the short knife in their mouths stabbed straight into their opponent's throat.

The latter did not react in any way from beginning to end. They weren't without marching guards, such as the bells hanging at the door, and the silk threads tied to the doorposts—but these were meaningless to the demons.

......

On the roof of the bungalow in the house, the light of the fire flickered twice.

"Sister Li has taken the patio area. Luo Youer, who received the signal, beckoned, "Let's go in!"

Two teams that had been waiting on the street corner came out of the shadows, led by Li Xing, pushing a cart to transport bags of cloth into the hospital.

Xia Fan and Ning Wanjun also followed into the mansion.

"The wellhead is sealed. Li, who had arrived first, turned around and whispered.

Xia Fan cautiously approached the well, looked over, and saw that it was pitch black below, as if it was bottomless. But with the help of the faint moonlight, he could vaguely see the faint cold light reflected about ten feet down.

It was supposed to be an iron fence or something.

Obviously, the East Sea Gang didn't want anyone to break into their hinterland directly through the vent.

This did not surprise Xia Fan.

He didn't plan to break into the enemy's lair from here and compete with the Dongsheng Kingdom Sentimenters.

In other words, he was not ready to "compete".

The other party is an unruly demon outsider, so he naturally doesn't need to talk about any morality.

"Let's start putting it in, remember to be light on your hands and feet. ”

"Yes. Li Xing replied in a low voice, and then carefully opened a bag of cloth and slowly poured the contents into the well.

It was a bag of flour.

In terms of finesse, the flour milled from these wheat is of excellent quality and is ideal for making pastries, dumpling wrappers and steamed buns, which are only eaten during the Chinese New Year. But now, they are being poured into the patio like they don't want money.

In addition to the flour, there are also many bags of sawdust – which are also churned into very fine pieces and poured as light as goose feathers.

Whether it's flour or sawdust, both have one thing in common: they are naturally harmless.

Although Xia Fan had already explained that this trick could turn the lair of the Donghai Gang upside down, Ning Wanjun couldn't imagine how a thing to eat and a scrap scrap made by a carpenter would have to change in order to achieve the effect described by the other party.

Some techniques can be used as an introduction to sawdust, but once they are cast, the material will disappear, and it will be too much to scatter.

But the other party is a listener after all.

She didn't think that Xia Fan was playing tricks, and what she was thinking about was more anticipation - looking forward to witnessing a drastic change that no one had imagined.

......

Akira Amuro still hasn't slept.

His eyes were fixed on the words in the spell book, but he didn't read a word.

He hadn't had a good night's sleep since he came to this place, even if it was his family's former homeland.

Amuro didn't understand why his ancestors took the past so seriously, Eikoku had fallen apart, the royal descendants had been wiped out, and this was already a strange place, but the people above were always thinking that one day they would be able to come back and bring this land back into their hands.

But that's not something he can do with his beak.

He was just a junior in the family, otherwise he wouldn't have been sent to this ghost place.

Fortunately, the task he shouldered had been completed, and the evil formation had been settled, and when the next sea ship arrived, he would probably be able to leave this fishy and stuffy rat's nest.

Thinking of this, Amuro blew out the candles, closed the book, and wanted to go out for a breath. The smell on the outside is a little worse, but it's windy.

After pushing the door open, he suddenly felt a little itchy in his nose and couldn't help but sneeze.

What's going on? There shouldn't be too much dust in this place.

He subconsciously glanced at the birdcage next to the door, and the few flower finches did not look unusual, still staying quietly on the branches.

"Ueno Akaji. ”

"My lord, my subordinates are here. A stout warrior hurriedly approached from the darkness, "What are your orders?"

This guy ...... Must be secretly sleeping.

He's still alive though, so there shouldn't be any problems here.

"You go on the vigil—wait!" An Shiming suddenly stopped him, "You lean closer to me." ”

When the other party got closer, he found that the other party's shoulders were covered with gray. No, not only on the shoulders, but also on the clothes and shoes, as if it was snowing.

Snow: This is not a state of the sea, how can it snow in September?

An Shiming's heart jumped suddenly, he looked up at the vault, but the entire hall was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly except the outline of the room.

"My lord, is there any problem?" the samurai looked dazed.

What a fool! An Shiming suppressed the urge to light the torch, and replied angrily, "Call all the guards in the passage, remember, don't make a noise." ”

In case something really happens, the enemy is in the dark, and he is in the light, and this night will be their only cover.

The nose itched again.

An Shiming held his breath, took a few steps towards the patio, and suddenly saw a strange scene! I saw that under the dim moonlight, countless fine dust was sloping down from the top of his head, forming a thin gauze curtain. And there is already a lot of dust piled up below, forming small dirt bags.

"There's a situation!, get up, watch the top of your head!" he yelled.

At the same time, An Shiming ran into the inner room as fast as he could, holding four talismans that emitted purple light in his hands.

When he got the rune paper, his heart was much more stable.

But what the hell is that dust? It's not poison, it's not harmful, it can't be the Dock gang making trouble, right?

"My lord," Ueno Akachi ran in, "everyone is awake." There seems to be a lot of flour in the tunnel. ”

"Flour?"

"There are some other miscellaneous things, anyway...... It tastes fine. ”

Not only is it non-toxic, but it can also be eaten? An Shiming found that his brain was a little overwhelmed, "Tell two people to go outside and have a look." ”

At this moment, a fierce evening breeze poured in from the patio, instantly scattering the dust all over the ground!

It's - magic!

The enemy is not the Dock Gang!

An Shiming suddenly wanted to close the door, but his hands and feet were still half a beat slower.

A bright flash of lightning followed, piercing into the whirlwind, and the moment it fell, it lit up the entire underground lobby.

The next moment, the flying dust also emitted light, as if it were competing with lightning, and as if the sun had lit up the stars. Only their light was more red-hot, like an erupting flame.

In an instant, the rapidly expanding flame burst open the wooden door and engulfed him!