On the night of the twenty-ninth day of the Lunar New Year, the sky was already dark, the sky could not see the slightest starlight and moonlight, the cold wind was howling, even some officials guarding the city patrol, they were too lazy to come out, just wanted to find a place to drink some wine and warm up. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This night, many people go to bed early, because tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, and the night has to keep the year, so go to bed a little earlier today, and you can have spirit tomorrow night.

Fang Hong also climbed into bed early, but he didn't sleep, but traveled with his divine body and practiced swords in the City God Temple. Tonight was the day when this sword was about to be successfully refined, and he was a little nervous while he was happy.

He is still at a half-level for many methods of Shinto, and many of them are some scattered information that he has captured from the divine position, and he is also in a state of some half-understanding, and he doesn't know how powerful this sword will be after successful refining.

At this time, there was still a trace of evil qi left on the ghost head knife, and the rest had been forced into the blade. Now, the knife looked a little extraordinary, vaguely exuding a bit of chill, like a block of ice.

The blade was as bright as snow, and in the darkness, it seemed like a crescent. And the back of the knife is black and heavy, and it seems to be a continuous mountain range. Sharp and heavy, these two feelings are intertwined, so that anyone who looks at it has to praise the sword.

"Go!" Fang Hong clapped his hands, and the last incense blasted out, mixing his own thoughts, and smashing that evil qi into the blade.

Buzz

The entire Ghost Head Knife suddenly shook, making a rhythmic tremor that shook the knife holder to a whirring sound. Miaozhu, who lives next door, has been experienced in the past month, heard this voice, secretly chanted the name of the city god lord a few times, and then continued to sleep.

"Bang. In Fang Hong's mind, he only felt that a clear and extremely clear sound of a knife sounded, and in front of his eyes, a dazzling light appeared, as if the sun was breaking through the dark clouds, and it was also like a giant axe slashing chaos.

Immediately after, he felt a sense of blood connection between himself and the Ghost Head Knife. It seems that this weapon is a part of his body, and as long as he thinks about it, he can give it to the envoy.

Of course, this is only his delusion, and although his thoughts are powerful, they cannot yet manifest themselves or interfere with reality. If he can really interfere with reality, then he will be like the rumored sword immortal, making a sword and killing people thousands of miles away.

"This knife can be regarded as refined. Fang Hong surrounded the Ghost Head Knife, his face was a little excited, he wanted to pick up this knife now and practice, but unfortunately it was the divine body that was revealed, and he couldn't pick it up.

This thing is different from his wat board and Xingyun Ling, which is the manifestation of his divine position, a kind of thing between the virtual and the real, and he can naturally make the physical body and the divine body grasp it. And the Xingyun Order is a kind of alien metal used, not mortal iron, when he holds it with his body, it is a metal card, and when he holds it with his divine body, it is the real Xingyun Order.

Although this ghost head knife was refined by him with evil qi and incense, it is still mortal iron in essence, but it is just a little more special because of the evil qi, and it cannot be touched with the divine body at all.

After Fang Hong sighed a few times, he reluctantly left the City God Temple, preparing to return to his body. However, before he could fly to his yard, all of a sudden, he saw a very thick calamity that was overwhelmingly pressing down on the county seat.

He was very familiar with the aura contained in this calamity, and it was clearly the group of vulture bandits last time, but he didn't expect that these people would choose to come over at this time.

However, if you think about it, it is also reasonable, tonight is the twenty-ninth day of the New Year, many people will go to bed early, so that it is convenient to observe the New Year tomorrow, if you enter the city at this time to wreak havoc, it will definitely cause great panic.

Fang Hong saw this situation, how could he let these people succeed. It's just that the whole city is sleeping, how can he wake up?

His thoughts spun quickly, and he soon set his eyes on the bronze bell hanging in the City God Temple. This bronze bell was originally used as a ritual vessel in the Central Plains Dynasty, and later Buddhism was introduced, and it became an indispensable ritual weapon in the temple.

Later, with the rise of Taoism, even many city god temples were also equipped with such large bronze bells. Every morning, the temple blessing is ringed to wake up the sleeping people.

Fang Hong waved his hand, and the locust summoning technique was launched, and the dense locusts flew out in an instant, and then stayed on the striking copper pillar one by one, and as soon as the wings were fanned, the copper pillar swung up and smashed on the bronze bell.

"When ......" a melodious and loud bell instantly spread out towards the surroundings at a very fast speed. A groomer was hiding in a small room and napping, and was so frightened by the sound of the bell that he almost fell to the ground.

There were also many people who immediately woke up from their sleep, but they only thought it was someone's prank, and after scolding, they were ready to continue to sleep.

The bell of "Dangdang ......" struck more violently, and the sound in front has not been eliminated, and the sound behind it continues to ring, as if it is a wave of layers, spreading throughout most places in Changning County.

"Damn, which rabbit cub doesn't sleep at night, knock it to death. Many people began to turn up their lamps and curse outside, and some even put on their clothes and prepared to go to the City God Temple to see what was going on.

And Fang Hong immediately separated from the pile of locusts and flew to the offering table. These locusts clinged to the knife holder, flapped their wings, dragged the knife holder, and slowly flew out of the room, and then gradually rose up, heading towards the courtyard of Fang Hong's house.

As for Fang Hong himself, there were clouds under his feet, and he went out of the city, he wanted to see how many people came from the gang of bandits.

His speed was extremely fast, and he only needed a few cups of tea to come to the castle tower. Though the night was dark, he was a god, and wherever his eyes looked, everything was white, and he could see clearly that outside the city stood a dense crowd of bandits, at least two hundred.

Although these men were numerous, they lit only a dozen torches, divided into a dozen small groups, and marched among themselves without making a sound.

Seeing this scene, Fang Hong couldn't help but gasp, he knew how difficult it was to do this. He took a few people to Moqiao Village to smear him, and those people were almost lost, but now there are so many people acting together, and they can still maintain the formation, I am afraid that the regular army is not so powerful.

It's no wonder that the last time he looked at the life of the person who was the leader, it belonged to the pure red life, and if this person was placed in the army, he would definitely be a person. (To be continued.) )