With a few thuds, the sturdy wooden door of the dungeon began to burn, and the arrows that entered the dungeon through the window burst open, igniting the hay inside.

From where He Lingchuan is standing now, he can still see the fire in the prison suddenly rising, getting brighter and brighter.

……

"I've been to this city. The wall is three feet high. In the woods outside Jucheng, Fu Liushan asked his teammates, "How long can you hold your breath while running?" ”

Everyone looked at each other, and the way was at least 200 breaths or more. The practitioner's breath is long and the heart and lungs are strong.

So Fu Liushan sent a talisman to everyone else: "Put on the clothes and armor of the Bixia people, and then wear this ghost talisman." Remember to hold your breath before wearing, ordinary people will not be able to see you, just like they can't see ghosts. But as soon as you exhale, the invisibility effect of the spell will disappear, and you will have to be activated again after five breaths, so-"

"We're going to hold our breath and climb through the gates and enter Jucheng. There is likely to be an ambush in the city, so don't be careless when you go in, don't step on the soft ground. "Lest you leave footprints.

They were at the south gate, and one of the guards said, "If we go in from the north, there will be a row of low houses behind the gate." ”

"You know, don't the Visha don't know?" Fu Liushan glared, "Ready, Peifu!" ”

Everyone quickly changed into Bixia military uniforms, took a few long breaths, held their breath, wore talismans, and then quietly approached the north city gate and climbed up.

The vision behind the talisman is strange, showing a heavy grayish-white color, but it is not hindered by darkness and can be seen very far.

Is this the vision of the ghosts?

There were guards on the walls who came and went, occasionally moving around.

A few members of the team were about to pass through them, when suddenly a bright light flashed in the city, and then someone shouted!

"Enemy attack!"

"It's on fire!"

The guards of the walls immediately ran, rushing to the other side to look out over the inner city.

Fu Liushan himself was almost hit, and the guard's big mouth almost kissed him on the back of the head. He tilted in fright, and the man grabbed his shoulder and rushed over, sending out a gust of wind.

It's so dangerous, it's almost exposed!

What enemy attack, how did it deviate at this time?

Who else but himself would come in the middle of the night to find trouble?

The other team members were also very well-behaved and dodged around, although they were in danger, but they didn't really bump into people.

However, the team looked down and drank, so long a development light array.

Are they okay?

Everyone looked at each other, and finally went to see Fu Liushan together.

Fu Liushan also hesitated, this development lamp can even shine out the real ghost, the ghost talisman they posted is not helpful, it will show its appearance as soon as it goes, and attract the people in the ambush in the city to come out.

But if they don't go down and suffocate in one breath, they will also be discovered.

What should I do, do I want to go back the way I came?

He was feeling embarrassed, and the city gate lang shouted a few words, and the soldiers at the head of the city allocated more than 30 people to line up to go down the wall.

It happened that the entrance of the ladder was shrouded in the shadow of the city gate tower, and Fu Liushan saw an idea and gestured to everyone:

Past!

The crowd descended into the shadows, and it wasn't until the last of the Visha soldiers in front of them also walked down the stairs that they took off the ghost talisman and followed!

What's so great about the developing array?

They are wearing the uniforms of the Visha, and they want to trample through this formation in a big way!

When passing through the formation, everyone's hearts rose to their throats, lest they would be drunk from behind, and then arrows would rain down.

Thankfully, it didn't.

The team kept their heads down and kept following the alley.

Fu Liushan quietly used a "ghost eye" spell, and he could even see the surging popularity behind the low house.

The living have qi, and the blood of soldiers is more vigorous than ordinary people. That's how ghosts see people, Fu Liushan simulates "ghost eyes", and you can find the so-called "popularity".

There are a lot of people in ambush here!

Fortunately, they slipped over, and if they showed their shapes, they were afraid that they would be swarmed and chopped into minced meat.

After a few turns with the army in front, the team put on the ghost charm and quietly left the team, walked through the empty street, slipped to the back of a row of storefronts, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Whew, it's revealed.

"Sure enough, there was an ambush!"

"What's going on in town?"

Another member of the team said: "I heard from the guards that the place where the fire is shining is in the direction of the county government. ”

"Huh? Did someone preempt us before we did? ”

Everyone looked at Fu Liushan, who gasped the most: "What are you doing with me?" I didn't move it. Did your general send another man? ”

I'm old, and I'm so tired of holding my breath!

Everyone can only shake their heads, I don't know.

"Master Fu, what should I do now?" Someone asked, "The fire is so bright that even if we rush to the prison, the county will be prepared." ”

"Since there is an ambush, your son may not be stuffed in a prison." Fu Liushan was very calm, "It's a good thing that someone will try and make mistakes and draw the attention of the officers and soldiers for us." ”

Those Diao people, I almost tricked them just now!

……

Suddenly attacked, all sides were on fire, and the prison suddenly screamed.

Soon an errand officer pushed open the cell door and rushed out.

The official outside said angrily: "What about the prisoners, don't burn them all to death!" ”

So another group of people went in and escorted the prisoners.

In a short time, the high courtyard of the prison was filled with prisoners, about seventeen or eighteen. But He Lingchuan looked through the firelight, and there were no familiar faces in it.

Situ He was either not rescued or was unfortunately shot to death by him, or he was not held here at all.

Ahem, he thinks the former is very unlikely.

At this time, there were already people shouting below: "Tower, tower shoots arrows!" ”

They have already reacted, where the arrows are coming from.

The men in the tower climbed up to the roof to inspect, only to see three dead bodies, three repeating crossbows, where else is there anyone else?

It's not good, it's a trick!

The man climbed down the tower and rushed into the office to report.

He Lingchuan was waiting for this time.

As the messenger passed under the tree, a spider the size of a grain of rice fell, landing right on his shoulder.

Light, it didn't go unnoticed.

The eyeball spider crawled into his collar and lurked.

As a result, He Lingchuan quickly stole the conversation in the official office.

The messenger reported the situation on the tower, and the prefectural order appointed by the Visha asked the guards on the side:

"Death row inmates, is there any news?"

With this sentence alone, He Lingchuan knew that Situ He was being held somewhere else.

"Not yet."

"Send a message and see how they respond." The prisons were all burned, and the county commander was of course not at ease with the death row prisoners who were acting as bait, fearing that this would be the enemy's voice.

"Yes." The guards answered and ran back.

The eyeball spider jumped and landed on his coat.

It followed the guard to the second floor of the government office.

Then, the guard took out a mirror and flashed it a few times to the south.

It's very rhythmic.

That's the signal.

In case the other party didn't receive it, he also sent several sets repeatedly.

However, although the buildings on the south side have awakened from the darkness and the lights have come on, there does not seem to be any flickering signal to send back.

The guard was not in a hurry, but only took out two straw knots from his arms and put them in the palm of his hand.

After about a dozen breaths, one of the grass knots suddenly broke on its own.

The guards immediately carried it downstairs and sent it to the county order: "My lord, only one of the grass knots has been broken, and the death row prisoner is safe." ”

This kind of grass knot is called "Thousand Thousand Knots", He Lingchuan has seen it from Wan Qifeng, every time it is refined, there is a pair, within ten miles, as long as one of them is broken, the other will also be broken.

It couldn't be more convenient for simple communication.

But it can only do the simplest kind of communication, such as answering "yes" or "no".

He Lingchuan guessed at just one glance that this set of communications probably used two pairs of thousands of knots, one was broken to mean that it was fine, and two were all broken.

When the prefectural order was heard, it relaxed.

The Soul Mirror was dissatisfied: "Ouch, the opposite side is not using the mirror to reflect the light and reply, how can this be located?" ”

"They use thousands of knots instead of mirrors to reflect the light, because they are afraid of being discovered." He Lingchuan's eyes flickered, and he stood on the tree and looked south.

The caution of the Vishas was beyond his expectations. But it doesn't matter, his plans can be revised at any time.

"But the distance from which the mirror reflects is not far, the position on the second floor of the government office is not high enough, and there are a few trees outside to block it, and the flat building in the south cannot receive this signal at all."

Under the cover of night, he began to sneak south.

"Therefore, the officials who hold death row inmates have to stand high in order to observe the reflection in the mirror." He Lingchuan continued to analyze, he had only been to Jucheng yesterday, and he had some impressions of this place, "The streets and alleys of Jucheng are very narrow, untidy, and winding, which is inconvenient for transporting troops. The county order will not hold the death row prisoners too far, so it is convenient to send troops to take care of them, so at most within 150 zhang to the south. ”

"Even if the range is narrowed down to 150 zhang, there are still a lot of houses, okay? How to find it? ”

He Lingchuan explained: "We ate pancakes in the south yesterday, and we know that most of them are bungalows and houses, and there are usually only ...... places with a higher view."

The Soul Mirror replied: "Towers, inns, warehouses, shops!" ”

Officials are unlikely to keep death row inmates in private homes or running inns.

There are also no towers in Jucheng.

Then all that's left are warehouses and unmanned shops?

He Lingchuan jumped on a big tree again and looked to the south: "Jucheng is a small city, and the government office is full of fire and noise, and ordinary residents will get up to see what is going on. We came to the south yesterday, and most of the shops are front and back rooms, and they are inhabited. ”

"So, our goal is a warehouse or shop with more than three floors of lights within one hundred and fifty zhang south of the county office!"

Since these officials are quietly detaining death row inmates, of course they don't dare to turn on the lights at will.

The other residents lit the lamps, but they might not dare to.

The scope is further narrowed down, and it is very specific.

The Soul Mirror helped the master to find it, and soon shouted: "Then that, look to your left, there is a small three-story building that is dark!" ”

He Lingchuan sneaked over and found that it was a closed inn, and half of the signboard had been dropped.

He asked the mirror, "Do you feel the formation or the enchantment?" ”

"Nope."

"Then it's not here." He didn't even bother to go in, and turned to look for the next target.

Time is precious.

He Lingchuan was also unlucky, and he emptied it twice, once in a broken warehouse and once in an empty carriage and horse stack.

(End of chapter)