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Chapter 829 Darkness

Several members of the Shura Hall frowned, stepped forward, and stabbed each of the sacks. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Like the sack, what flowed out was not silver, but rice, wheat, and processed flour. Everyone looked at each other, and finally looked at the thousands of blades in unison, and said, "Brother Blade, it's not silver, it's all grain!"

Thousands of blades couldn't help but squint their eyes, and before he could speak, Su Wen, who was kneeling beside him, suddenly burst out laughing. He first looked at the people in the Shura Hall, and finally his eyes fell on the thousands of blades, and said, "Do you really think that the old man is transporting silver? Haha, you are too underestimate my Divine Sword Gate! In broad daylight, you are killing innocents indiscriminately, how do I think your Shura Hall can explain to the people of the world?"

If there is indeed no official silver hidden in the grain transported by the other party, then today's matter will be a big trouble! He shouted to the left and right: "Check one by one, and not a single bag of grain shall be missed!"

Everyone in the Shura Hall was also anxious, and they jumped into the carriage one after another, threw the sacks containing grain out of the carriage one by one, and stabbed them indiscriminately, but there was no silver, and all the sacks were indeed filled with grain.

Su Wenle couldn't close his mouth together, and said proudly: "Do you think the silver is still in Anyang? Haha, don't dream, the silver has already been shipped out of Anyang, so you can slowly check and find it, haha-" After speaking, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. héiyaпgě

Thousands of blades hated the roots of his teeth, and he said in a condensed voice: "Su Wen, you don't have to be too proud, I'll see later, can you withstand the torture of the wood cultivator!" As he spoke, he turned his head sideways and shouted, "Come on!"

"Brother Blade!" a big man walked up to him quickly and intervened to salute.

"Go and inform Brother Tian immediately, our side is empty, this caravan is just a bait. As he spoke, he stared at Su Wen intently, pondered for a moment, and said word by word: "If my expectation is correct, there should be another convoy in the Divine Sword Gate, but they are definitely from the city of the North City, they should be the city from the other city gates, go and check it immediately! Five million silver, the convoy can't go fast no matter what!"

"Yes! Brother Blade!" the Shura Hall disciple agreed and took the order.

Hearing his order, Su Wen gradually restrained his laughter, looked at Qianqianjian, sneered silently, and said: "Wanqianjian, you are also a famous figure in the rivers and lakes, are you willing to fall and be an eagle dog of the imperial court willingly?"

Thousands of Blades sneered and said, "Su Wen, you remember clearly, I am not from the imperial court, I am from the Shura Hall!"

"Is there a difference?" Su Wen gritted his teeth and said: "The hall master of Shura Hall is Shangguan Xiu, it is doing things for the imperial court, you know thousands of blades, why deceive yourself?!"

"No matter who Shura Hall does things for, in short, I have a good time here, and that's enough. Thousands of blades walked up to Su Wen, bent down, patted him on the cheek, and said, "Su Wen, you don't have to waste your lips and tongue now, let's think about your own situation first!"

The one who knows the style of doing things best is the Jianghu people themselves.

At the same time that the caravan led by Su Wen left the city from the North City Gate, another convoy left the county guard mansion and headed straight for the east city. The convoy was much larger, with more than fifty wagons, all loaded with gravel and mounds of earth.

At present, the county guard is expanding, and a large amount of building materials are consumed every day, and at the same time, useless building materials and waste materials are transported out of the city for disposal.

Today, there is a lot of waste from the county office. The soldiers guarding the city gate didn't even check, and after seeing the road guide certificate of the county guard's mansion, they let them go directly.

After the convoy left Anyang, it hadn't gone far when the sound of horses' hooves rumbled from the rear of the convoy. People subconsciously looked back, only to see a group of knights chasing out of the city, as many as hundreds of horsemen, like a whirlwind, swept over.

It didn't take long for more than 100 horsemen to catch up with the convoy and block the front and back roads of the convoy. The leader of the convoy was a steward of the county guard's mansion, and looking at these sudden knights, his face was full of inexplicability, and he asked: "Who are you? How dare you stop the convoy of the county guard's mansion!"

This group of knights, led by the young man, is not a bystander, it is the leader of the hall army of the Shura Hall, Mengtian. Meng Tian roughly looked at the convoy, raised his hand, shook the golden hall sign in his hand, and said, "Shura Hall!"

The steward of the county guard mansion paused for a moment, and hurriedly said: "It turned out to be the brother of Shura Hall, disrespectful, disrespectful!" Shura Hall is just a folk gang, and the county guard mansion is the highest yamen in a county, and the two cannot be compared.

However, the backer behind Shura Hall is Shangguan Xiu, and this alone makes the nature of Shura Hall extraordinary, and even the county guard can't afford to offend it.

Meng Tian took back the hall card, pointed to the dozens of carriages behind the steward with the horsewhip in his hand, and asked, "What are the carts loaded on?"

The steward of the county guard office smiled and said, "The county guard office is being renovated and expanded, and a lot of waste has been piled up in the past few days, and we are preparing to transport these waste materials to the suburbs for disposal. ”

Meng Tian urged the horse to step forward and asked, "The car is full of scrap?"

"yes. ”

"Can you let me see it?"

"This ......" The steward of the county guard mansion heard this, his mouth was cracked wide, and his face was full of embarrassment.

The background of Shuratang is not simple, but it is not simple, and it is only a non-governmental organization after all, and now it is even going to inspect the convoy of the county guard, which is a bit too much, and it spreads out, where will the face of the county guard house be placed in the future......?" This brother, what is there to inspect the convoy of our county guard's house? I will guarantee that there is nothing else in the car except scrap materials, and please don't be embarrassed for me!"

"I only need to check one car, and besides, my Shura Hall's branch in Anyang is also planning to expand, and it would be a pity if all these waste materials from the county guard were disposed of, and there may be things that can be used when my branch is expanded. ”

Although Meng Tian is the head of the Shura Hall's Tang Army, he is relatively soft and humble, and never gives people a sense of aggressiveness, which is also related to his origin in the Divine Pool.

Hearing his words, the county keeper was not easy to refuse, and everyone was already cheeky enough to ask for the tatters of the county guard's mansion, so how could he open his mouth again to refuse? He shook his head with a wry smile, and said helplessly: "Since my brother has already said so, then you can go and see it, if there is really something that can be seen, just take it, you don't have to be polite." ”

Just looking at the unwilling and helpless expression of the other party when he spoke, Meng Tian could already judge in his heart that the other party's car did not have what they were looking for, at least the county guard steward had no ghosts in his heart.

He sighed secretly and hurried his horse towards the middle of the convoy. The handlebars of the car and the people who sat on the car to carry sundries and waste materials were all workers from the county guard's office, all of them were gray-headed, and the clothes on their bodies were dirty and torn.

Meng Tian took the reins beside a carriage, stopped the horses, and turned his head to look at the carriage, which was full of rubble and rotten logs, and was mixed up in a haphazard manner. Meng Tian only glanced twice, and had no interest in looking further, and just as he was about to leave, a Tang soldier from the Shura Hall stepped forward and intervened and asked, "Brother Tian, do you want to search this carriage?"

His words had already reached his lips, and at this moment, a worker sitting in the carriage moved his arm, and others might not be able to see his small movement, even if he did, he might not take it to heart, but Meng Tian, who had practiced martial arts for many years, could detect that it was the reaction of a martial artist who subconsciously wanted to draw his weapon.

He didn't feel the existence of spiritual pressure on the other party, but how could a short-term worker who temporarily worked for the county guard house practice martial arts? What was he nervous about when he heard that he was going to search the carriage? Meng Tian swallowed the words that came to his mouth and said quietly: "Search!" After speaking, he stared at the worker's every move with the corner of his eye.

When the disciples of the Shura Hall heard Mengtian's order, they turned around and waved their hands, and shouted to their companions, "Come here, brothers, search this carriage!"

At his call, several more soldiers from the Shura Hall came over. One of them waved his hand to the young man sitting in the carriage and said, "Little brother, you get down first, we will search this carriage!"

"Oh!" the worker agreed expressionlessly, lowered his head, first slowly picked up a shovel from the top of the carriage and threw it under the carriage, and then unhurriedly picked up an iron pickaxe and threw it under the carriage, seeing this, everyone in the Shura Hall was quite impatient, and the Tang Jun couldn't help but urge: "Little brother, we won't take away these tools of yours, you just put them on the car!"

"Oh. The worker agreed again with a blank expression, but the man still threw the tools one by one into the carriage.

Just when the Tang soldiers secretly shook their heads, looked at each other and smiled bitterly, the worker actually pulled out a repeater from the carriage, without warning, he picked up the repeater, his face was expressionless, aimed at the three Tang soldiers standing next to the carriage, continuously pulled the crossbow machine, and shot three crossbow arrows in one breath, attacking the chests of the three Tang soldiers.

This change came too suddenly, and the distance between the two sides was too close, and almost as soon as the crossbow machine ejected sounded, the crossbow arrow was shot in front of the three of them. When the three Tang soldiers realized that it was not good, and then wanted to dodge, there was no chance.

At this critical moment, three thick grass vines suddenly burst out in front of the three Tang soldiers, and the stems of the grass vines were impartial, just blocking the three deadly crossbow arrows.

The three crossbow arrows did not hit Tang Jun's body, but were all nailed to the three grass vines.

This situation made the faces of everyone present change greatly. On the side of the Tang army of Shuratang, people did not expect that the workers would suddenly kill their own side, and they still used the repeater crossbow that the wind army used earlier. The workers of the county guard mansion didn't expect that their own sudden attack would be blocked by the other party, and they didn't notice when the other party's wood spirit cultivator had planted the spirit seed. The scene was silent for a moment, and then, as if a pot had been fried, screams and shouts rang out at the same time.

The steward of the county guard was stunned and stunned, his eyes were wide and round, and his face was full of disbelief, and he stammered, "Don't ...... You guys...... What are you doing here...... "Before he could finish his sentence, a crossbow arrow flew over, hitting him in the neck, poof, the steward was not as lucky as Tang Jun, there was grass and vine to help him block the arrow, his neck was directly pierced by this crossbow arrow, the bloody arrow poked out at the base of his neck, and after a while, the body fell straight on its back.

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