Overnight, the capital was under martial law a lot, not only into the city to intensify the investigation, even out of the city to verify the identity, no one knows what to check, only know that in addition to the long queue in and out of the city, the rest seems to have no change.

There is nothing special in the city, and the inspection of the Jinghu Guards is also once an hour as usual, and the entire capital seems to be tight on the outside and loose on the inside.

When Wang Quanquan came to the teahouse, he still ordered a pot of tea and planned to sit for a day, staring at the street in a daze for a while, and staring at the woman on the stage in a daze.

Yan Luo seems to have made up his mind to stay in the capital, and he didn't mention revenge for the time being, and sang songs on time every day, as Wang Quanquan said, men are lustful, and there are a lot more people in the teahouse these days, obviously coming for the people on the stage.

……

The Nanmen Mansion is still calm and abnormal, if it was placed in the past, the royal authority would not feel that there is anything wrong, but now looking back, a big clan is so calm, but it seems a little abnormal.

No matter how harmonious any clan is on the outside, it can't escape the word "fighting" on the inside, and the bigger the clan, the more so. Regardless of the peer leaning against each other, few families can sort out the matter of wives and concubines competing for favor.

In the garden, Nanmen Gu is pouting his ass and digging a pit, as the highest-ranking member of the Nanmen family, even if he turns the whole garden upside down, no one dares to say no.

It's just that this little lady has a lot of power, and he may be tripped by his stretched legs when he usually walks well, let alone take the initiative to find it uncomfortable.

The fifth prince, Wang Zhiru, thought that he was calculated by Nanmen Fuyun at the beginning, and he had no fate with a girl from the Nanmen family, but he didn't know that behind this was all Nanmen's loneliness.

……

Nanmen Gu buried a well-made purse into the soil, stood up and stepped on it vigorously, as if he was not satisfied, so he sprinkled another layer of dry soil before leaving.

Wang Quanquan saw this scene with his divine sense, and couldn't help but curse a loser in his heart. After a short time, Nanmen Fuqing came to the garden, and as he walked, he looked down at the ground, as if he was looking for something.

Wang Quanquan couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this, it seemed that this poor girl would never want to find that purse in her life.

Nanmen Gu left the garden and went straight to his room, and after a quarter of an hour, he took out a bamboo basket from the room, and in the bamboo basket was a small figure made of mud, which seemed to have been dried for a while.

The boy came to the wall in the courtyard and began to place clay figurines along the wall, placing one at intervals, and after walking around, the clay figurines in the basket were just finished.

Seeing that the other party was having a good time, Wang Quanquan couldn't help but be interested, and quietly waited for his next move.

I saw that Nanmen Gu had done all this, and he didn't seem to be satisfied, he looked up at the sun, and then took a bamboo pole and pulled it on the ground, and finally patted his head, and ran towards the front hall with a puff of smoke.

……

There are two rows of shelves in the front hall of the South Gate Mansion, one row of various books, Wang Quanquan went to visit and read, all of them are some famous classics, and the other row is all kinds of rare antiques.

The boy walked to the bookshelf, picked up a thick stack of books and put it on the ground, then took down another stack, and then moved the two stacks of books under the antique shelf, and stepped directly on them to reach the highest strange stone.

Wang Quanquan was distressed to see it, and there were many rare and unique books in it, and they were ravaged by this little kid who didn't know how to take it seriously. At this time, Fuqing at the south gate happened to pass by, and after seeing this scene, he hurriedly stepped forward, hugged the young man down, and by the way, he also took the strange stone to him.

Nanmen looked excited, walked back to the backyard with the strange stone in both hands, put it in the center, and then clapped his hands and sat down.

Wang Quanquan became more and more curious, and decided to meet this bear child, and after leaving a piece of broken silver, he went directly out of the teahouse.

……

In the backyard of the South Gate Mansion, the young man was counting the clay figures one by one, and there were words in his mouth, and Wang Quanquan would just arrive at the time, looking at this scene, he couldn't help but laugh:

"Little master, what about the formation?"

"How do you know?" Nanmen Gu raised his head, also smiling.

"Dare to ask what kind of formation you are in?"

"It's a big way here." Nanmen Gu said, stood up directly, and pointed to the strange stone on the ground, "You sit here first." ”

Wang Quanquan came up to his heart, stepped forward and sat down, only to see the young man pointing to the last clay figure, and continued to mumble a long part of his mouth.

Wang Quanquan raised his eyebrows when he saw this, not to mention, he really looked good.

……

The young man looked at Wang Quanquan with a smile on his face, and said:

"This is called the Binding Immortal Array, and it is also called inviting the king into the urn, it is impossible to escape when the immortals come, you will know in a while."

After that, he made a strange gesture in his hand, pointed at the king in the center, and said with an awe-inspiring look in his eyes:

"The four values of Gong Cao, the five parties reveal the truth, the six dings, and the six jia obey the orders, strictly guard the four directions, and help me capture this person."

As soon as the young man's voice fell, Wang Quanquan's heart trembled for no reason, and then he felt that the power of the heaven and earth around him was condensed, and it seemed that an invisible force was rapidly enveloping him from the direction of the courtyard wall.

Wang Quanquan's face changed slightly, and he looked up at Nanmen Gu, but saw that the other party was looking at him with a cold look in his eyes at this time.

"Last time, Fengyue Tower was escaped by you, this time you threw yourself into the net, don't blame me." The boy spoke in a deep voice.

Wang Quanquan sensed that something was wrong and wanted to get up, but was surprised to find that his body was fixed in place as if it was bound by dozens of ropes, and he could not move.

It's a big deal!

Wang Quanquan secretly scolded carelessly, he didn't expect that he was wise and wise, but he was calculated by a hairy child, and carefully recalled the other party's words just now, and then realized that something was wrong.

"Nanmen Huo Xin's book, did you ask him to put it?" Wang Quanquan asked with a frown.

"You are excited enough, you didn't use your spiritual power to test, and you wasted dozens of formations I prepared for you in vain, but you can't dodge fifteen on the first day of the first month, and since you walked into the courtyard, it is doomed.

If the deity is not seriously injured and has not healed, where do you need any formation to deal with your little Jindan monk? Last time, you had an immortal Gu to defend yourself, forcing the deity to self-deity and cultivate, this time your hands and feet were tied, just wait to die obediently. ”

……

When Wang Quanquan heard this, he finally understood that the little master of the Nanmen family, who was almost a demon, was actually the devil aconite.

After Nanmen Gu finished speaking, bursts of ripples emanated from his body, but in the eyes of the king who has spiritual sense, where is this ripple, it is clearly the red line of spiritual consciousness that night.

Thousands of red lines poured out like a flood of embankments, pouring down on the king's power, and the cold voice of Aconite sounded in his mind again:

"When the deity takes away the dragon qi, you will also be cultivated to the end of your body, and then you will return to the Jindan realm, and the deity will remember your first merit. If you are honest and obedient, after a thousand years, when the deity is invincible in heaven and earth, you can reshape your body and enjoy glory and wealth forever. ”

……

Faced with the red line that almost wanted to cover the sky, Wang Quanquan did not panic, and said with a smile:

"The kindness of the seniors is in my heart, but I don't struggle for a while, it's really a little unwilling."

After Wang Quanquan finished speaking, his mind moved, and a slender short sword immediately flew out of his sleeve.

The moment the short sword flew out, the slender sword body suddenly burst out with a chilling sword aura, sweeping three steps around the body.

The shackled power of heaven and earth was frantically swirled by the sword qi, and it loosened before it could hold on for a breath, and the king saw the opportunity and rose in a rage, and his right hand barely grasped the short sword. The sword qi that had almost been depleted was even better than just now at this moment, directly expanding from three steps to ten steps......