It's not just the East Gate where people gather. The fire hung in the air, at this time in Luoyang City, there were people gathered at the four gates of the east, west, north and south, but the situation of the other gates was similar to the east city gate, and there were guards guarding the city gates, resolutely implementing Dong Zhuo's closure order.

The guard at the gate of the southern city was a young boy, who was not very tall and did not look strong, and had a sense of thinness peculiar to young people.

He didn't have any decent weapons, only a wooden stick in his hand, but even if it was, he still danced with great vigor and knocked all the people who rushed into the city gate away.

Perhaps because he was not young and had some pity in his heart, the young man kept his hand, but only knocked people away, and did not take their lives.

Therefore, compared with the other three city gates, the south gate is much cleaner, there is no blood on the ground, and there are no corpses. But because of this, the order here was much more chaotic, and the people saw that the young man looked thin and weak, and he also had a wooden stick in his hand, and there were many more people who had the courage to storm the city gate than in other places.

"Bang!"

The stick struck a strong man in the abdomen, knocking him into the air. Immediately afterwards, the young man with the stick collected the stick and threw it back, and the extremely resilient wooden stick was wrapped in a force and flung towards a figure on the other side.

The woman's exclamation sounded in the young man's ears, and the young man's afterglow swept over, and when he saw that the figure was a woman, he hurriedly reined in his strength.

"Whew!"

The tip of the stick stopped at the woman's sight, only a strong gust of wind swept by, and the woman fell to the ground in fright and let out a cry of pain, but she was not too seriously injured.

The gathered crowd stagnated, and in the next second, more people rushed towards the teenager, trying to break through the teenager's defense.

In the face of the oncoming crowd, the young man's face was not gloomy, but a little pity rose. He knelt on one knee and slapped his palm on the ground, and a transparent field instantly formed.

It was as if the flow of time had stopped, and the people in the realm had become extremely sluggish, and only the boy was the only one who could move freely. I saw the wooden stick in his hand wave one after another, and the figure quickly walked through the crowd, and when the field was withdrawn, all the people were knocked away.

And just then, the ground suddenly shook.

Something is coming.

The boy looked towards the end of the market, and at the end of his vision, a huge carriage was galloping towards it.

Ordinary carriages usually use only one horse, and larger ones may need two, but at present, this carriage has as many as six horses.

It wasn't about the status or not, it was about the heavy enough stuff in the wagon.

The carriages that stretched the length of the street seemed to be made of black iron, and the heavy iron wheels crushed against the ground with a dull and heavy sound; A group of twelve mighty guards in black armor stood on the roof of the carriage, wearing iron masks that looked like ghosts, and although the carriage was galloping, it did not shake in the slightest.

Ghost Attendant.

The most mysterious unit in the Western Liang Army is directly under the command of Li Ru, the great military division, and no one has ever seen them make a move, but just standing beside them, you can feel the chill to the bone, even the brave and ruthless General Lu Bu is unwilling to get close to them.

Recognizing the soldiers in the car, the young guard quickly made way to get out.

The south gate slowly opened, and the carriage galloped all the way out of the city gate, crushing two civilians who tried to fish in troubled waters.

And in the sky, where no one noticed, a large mouth floating out of thin air, also embellished on the top of the carriage, quietly crossed the tower of the south city gate.

"Vomit ......"

On the unknown mound outside the south city gate, Sima Yi was bending over, retching incessantly.

"What does your mouth smell, it stinks!"

Sima Yi raised his head and complained to the gluttony in front of him.

“……”

Tao Tao was silent, although it only had one beast head left, Sima Yi still felt some subtle love from Tao Tao's body.

"No, starting tomorrow, you'll have to brush your teeth!"

Maybe it's because of the child, but Sima Yi's focus is also a little subtle.

“……”

Tao Tao was still silent, and it wanted to tell Sima Yi that it had no hands.

"Forget it, you go back to Lu Bu first, don't expose my existence, be good, please eat Dong Zhuo in a few days."

It seemed that he regarded the gluttony as some kind of small animal, Sima Yi patted the glutton's fangs and said comfortably.

“……”

Tao Tao looked at Sima Yi in silence for a while before silently spitting out a sentence.

"Don't lie to me."

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Finally, after glancing at Sima Yi, Tao Tao turned his direction and flew back to Chang'an City.

Seeing the gluttony leave, Sima Yi looked around and soon found the ruts left by the huge carriage.

"You still have to walk the road yourself."

Master Sima Yi shook his head, then took a step and walked along the rut.

"Gluttony really needs to brush his teeth."

The child sniffed his sleeve and frowned again.

……

Somewhere outside the city of Luoyang.

This is a cemetery, specially planted trees are neatly arranged, there is a big bell at the entrance of the cemetery, the right side of the bell is a straight Shinto, the end of the Shinto is the core of the mausoleum, and on both sides of the Shinto, there are stone statues of different forms, there are military generals and civil officials, the back of these stone statues, are the clothes of the meritorious ministers.

At the entrance of the cemetery, the huge carriage that had previously departed from the south gate slowly stopped, and the ghost attendants on the roof jumped off one after another.

The leader of the ghost attendants lifted the curtain of the carriage a little stiffly, and the black-faced and big-mouthed Confucian slowly stepped down from the carriage.

This is Li Ru, but at this time, Li Ru's outfit is obviously different from that next to Dong Zhuo, he is wearing an ink-colored robe, holding a short sickle, the connection of the short sickle handle is decorated with black crow feathers, and the color of the sickle is not snowy white, but a little weird purple, under the illumination of the Luoyang fire in the distance, it reflects the same weird purple light.

Perhaps only under this garment can something that he has been deliberately concealing can be revealed.

Warlock Li Ru.

Li Ru stepped out of the car, he slowly glanced around, the expression on his face was expectant and excited, but there was no awe.

Without an order, a huge turquoise coffin was carried out of the car by the ghost attendants.

The jade coffin weighed a thousand catties, but the ghost attendants didn't need the help of any utensils, they only used their hands to carry the jade coffin out, they carried the jade coffin on their shoulders, and followed Li Ru to the end of the Shinto.

At the end of Shinto is a rather large tomb.

The tomb of Emperor Guangwu of the Eastern Han Dynasty

On the huge stone tablet in front of the tomb, it is written.

Without the slightest respect, Li Ru directly waved the short sickle in his hand, and a dark purple light shot out directly from the short sickle and hit the tomb.

The earth splashed, the tomb was blown open in an instant, and among the destroyed tombs, a passage appeared.

"The dungeon."

Looking at that passage, Li Ru showed a greedy and yearning look on his face.

With the ghost attendants carrying the jade coffin, Li Ru walked into the passage.