Xu Changren looked at the good luck student, his face was full of doubts, and he said in his heart that you were in Shangshan Mountain when I was in the Yingfu team, and when I entered the Divine Destiny Sect, you entered the Yingfu team, when did we become old friends?

Xu Changren said politely: "I've seen a good adult." ”

Good luck craned his neck, lifted his chin, and said, "What's the matter, into the night guard?" What is the function? ”

Xu Changren said: "I mainly practice life arts, and the identity of the night guard is just imaginary, and I am an idler treasurer in the treasury." ”

When Hao Yunsheng heard this, he glanced at Xu Changren carefully, his eyes fell on the luck silver fish bag on his waist, and his face changed slightly.

That's Mr. Big's.

"It's just nine products, just a silver fish bag, with a backer, it's different. There you go. Good luck business boomed, waved his hand, and slowly left.

Xu Changren looked at the back of Good Luck and shook his head.

He walked into the night guard warehouse, and according to Han Anbo's order, carefully recorded the warehouse ordnance.

A batch of ordnance was going to be eliminated today, and Han Ambo asked him to dispose of and bury it by himself.

Xu Changren looked at the bundles of slightly old but obviously usable spears, his eyes moved, he took a deep breath, and slowly put it into the bag of luck silverfish.

In the evening, he came to the small courtyard on the edge of the town.

Twelve people had already gathered inside.

"Look what I brought......" Xu Changren suppressed his excited voice and entered the courtyard.

In the distance, a black crow turned its head slightly, its eyes flashing, and recorded everything.

The crow watched from afar as Xu Changren and the others learned military formations and marksmanship, and then practiced spears.

It wasn't until midnight that the thirteen dispersed.

The crow croaked softly, flapped its wings and flew high, rushed into the upper mountains, and landed in the mayor's mansion.

In the mayor's study, a white-eyed puppet of a poisonous demon stood at the door.

After the bookcase, the mayor Zhang Wentian reached out and stroked the crow's head, and his eyes quickly flashed the scenes that the crow saw.

He held the crow in his right hand, and with a slight flick of it, the crow fluttered and flew away.

He thought for a long time and called Mr. Fortune.

"Xu Changren, do you know each other?"

"When Senior Brother Ren Fu was Mr. Renfu, the disciple was responsible for investigating everyone, this Xu Changren, his subordinates knew it very well."

"Tell me more."

"This man dragged his family in...... Later, his daughter was favored by the thirty-second lady and was about to be trained to become a big girl, but the young master met her one day...... And then she died...... It didn't take long for Fuwu to appear, and Xu Changren's mother died inside...... That time the blessing fog was very light, and there were not a few deaths, but some people were blessed many times...... Xu Changren believes that it was the two sons of the Xue family who did it. As a matter of common sense, he was right...... Later, he ostensibly worked hard in the Greeting Team, but occasionally chatted with the dirty beggars......"

After Mr. Fu finished speaking, the mayor said, "These days, I found him collecting night guards or weapons that were broken before, gathering some people, and training ......"

After listening to Zhang Wentian's speech, Mr. Fu smiled and said: "This matter, I'm afraid it has nothing to do with the night guards, the night guards are strong and strong, and there is no need to train those treacherous wastes." What's more, his disobedience was already there before the night guard came. The biggest possibility is that Xu Changren learned the art of life and thought he had a backer, so he wanted to do something. To say that that the level of that person rebelled against the mountains is simply wishful thinking, but it is possible to disgust us. Therefore, I think that Xu Changren wants to build his own forces, and at a critical time, make a scene in the lower district, and become a small leader of his own party. ”

Zhang Wentian shook his head and said, "It has something to do with the night guard, and it has nothing to do with it." It was impossible for Ye Sizheng not to even know about this, either he didn't care, or he also wanted to watch a good show to see what Xu Changren could do. However, you are right about one thing, this kind of petty fight will not make the climate. What we have to care about is the Fifth Demon Son, Ye Han and King Chu, and the rest are not enough to worry about. ”

"The fifth devil, it should be the Sand Demon Gate. It's okay for other devils, and if you let the demons come, it will be a little troublesome. It is said that the bewitcher is the best at seeing opportunities, quite strategic, and insidious and vicious is not common in the demon gate. ”

Zhang Wentian said: "There have been a lot of problems in the town recently, you should pay more attention." ”

"Master, please rest assured, the disciple will definitely do it properly."

"Xu Changren and the dirty beggars, just keep an eye on it, unless there is a big move...... Well, even if there is a big move, you can suppress it alone. As long as they don't cross the line, I don't have to offend the night guards for them. "Zhang Wentian said.

"Master, when the fifth demon is solved, the night guard and the king of Chu ......" Mr. Fu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Zhang Wentian said: "The other ones mean that let the night guard and the king of Chu eat the dog, and we will deal with the endgame." However, the night guard is always a hidden danger, and after solving the five sons to send the demon, I will free up my hands and talk about it. ”

"Okay, that disciple prepares first."

Mr. Fu left the mayor's mansion, walked a few steps, looked back at the door, hid the envy in his eyes, and returned to his lodgings.

On the second day, Mr. Fu got up early in the morning.

When I walked outside the yamen of Xiashan Town, I heard the scolding inside, and when I walked in, more than ten people made a mess, wielding swords and fighting each other.

The rest of the crowd gathered around the edge, cheering and cheering.

"Presumptuous!" Mr. Fu roared angrily, and his true qi exploded in the courtyard with the sound.

The more than ten people suddenly stirred up, put away their swords, and looked at Mr. Fu.

Mr. Fu squinted his eyes and said, "Very good, as soon as this seat took office, you guys fought in the yamen." Those who came, all of them were dragged down, each rewarded with forty sticks, thrown into prison, and waited for the interrogation of the judge! ”

The rest of the servants swarmed up, tied up the dozen or so people, and sent them to the backyard to set up boards.

Mr. Fu walked a few more steps, and the head of the prison came in a panic and said, "My lord, it's not good, the prisoners inside don't know what kind of madness they are making, and a few of them hit the wall with their heads, and they all crashed into a wall." ”

"It's not worry-free!" While scolding, Mr. Fu rushed to the prison, crippled a few leaders on the spot, and shocked the rest before walking to the study.

Before he could enter the study, several errand officers ran in and said loudly: "Mr. Qiqifu, more than 100 people are besieging Zhang's Medical Center and want Zhang's Medical Center to lose money." There are also people who fish in troubled waters, saying that their family died in the hands of Zhang's Medical Hall, it is a fart, and the town is going to die one by one, how can they have any family. ”

Mr. Fu rubbed his temples, took a deep breath, and vaguely felt that there were a lot of things today, and he was going to be annoyed to death by these things.

"Let's go, come with me and have a look, we can't make a big fuss."

Mr. Fu walked briskly.

In the land of Fuzhen, in addition to the dense river water and rat Lux, there were more wisps of black mist, which slowly poured into all parts of Fuzhen, and entered the bodies of some people one after another.

Wisps of black mist weaved underground, past the streets and houses, into an ordinary dwelling.

In this dwelling, a young man in a brocade robe is using life materials to refine the momentum.

"Alas, the ...... is wasted again"

Li Qingxian casually threw aside a potential block in the shape of a white building in his hand.

Boom......

The block flew over the courtyard wall and landed in the neighboring courtyard.

In the courtyard, there are dense potential blocks, thick and waist-high.

Li Qingxian recalled the failure, absorbed the experience, suddenly frowned, and faintly felt that his demon god power was affected, and after a closer look, he couldn't find out why, so he continued to refine the momentum.