Loulan National Capital, Central Square.

Under the sword threat of the 3,000 Qingzhou soldiers, the 20,000 Loulan people all sat cross-legged on the stones of the huge square, their necks stretched out, like many ducks, pinched by invisible hands, lifting upward, silently waiting for the arrival of the ceremony.

Zhang Baisui bathed in incense, washed his body, and finally walked up to the high platform with a trace of fragrance.

On the yellow cloth eucalyptus platform, there are five grains and three animals, salted fruits and vegetables, and the eight directions around are all placed in accordance with the position of Kyushu, and eight bronze tripods are placed.

Zhongzhou Ding stands in the center of the high platform.

Then, Zhang Baisui held a tray in his hand, on which stood three salted blood-stained heads, which were Yan Zhenxi, the former lord of Loulan, Yan Xuewu, the second prince of Loulan.

These heads will be sacrificed to the "Ritual: Sacrifice of the Nine Tripods".

But—

Whether it is Jiang Chen or Zhang Baisui, they have already seen through the conspiracy of the Luo Sect, the so-called businessmen of the Leading Party, and the hard performance of the evil corpses in Yanzhen, which is just a trick.

Before the capture of the national capital, the Mandate of Heaven of Loulan had been transferred to other places, so the head of Yan Zhen's evil was just an ordinary head.

Useless.

It is not enough to become the core main material of "Ritual: Sacrifice of the Nine Tripods".

On the contrary, it was the two Loulan princes, Yan Xuewu and Yan Xueke died relatively early, especially the Mandate of Heaven, which met the needs of the ceremony.

"So ......"

"Wu Changsheng's plan is to hide in the national capital and use the head of the real King of Loulan to replace Qingzhou in secret, so as to steal the ceremony!"

Under the high platform, Jiang Chen held the tiger spirit and thought carefully, and secretly judged, what conditions did Wu Changsheng's country stealing ceremony need to meet?

What to do?

But Zhang Baisui and Jiang Chen conspired, and they thought about it all night, but they only came up with three tricks.

"As long as two of these three methods can be successful, there is a seventy percent certainty that the ceremony will be held......"

Jiang Chen's eyes flickered slightly, he raised his eyes to look at the high platform, and said word by word:

"Whether it's the praying mantis catching cicadas or the yellow finch behind, it depends on the present day!"

said.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, and in an instant, he summoned the void to cross, and instantly transferred to the southern city wall, carefully observing the flow of people in the national capital.

Seeing that there was no problem in the south of the national capital, he quickly ran around the three city walls to the west, north and east, and took in the huge Lancheng in full view.

After a while, he noticed something unusual.

…………

Because the Qingzhou army gathered in the square in large numbers and focused on suppressing the 20,000 people of Loulan, the streets in the national capital have been relaxed.

Dozens of well-known local elders walked out of their homes, all claiming that their families were short of food, and secretly called their distant relatives and neighbors who knew each other, and took advantage of the disappearance of Qingzhou soldiers to go to Dongshi to buy rations.

Soon.

About 3,000 people gathered in the eastern market, which mainly sells grains and livestock, who came to buy life-saving food because they said that their families had no food and were about to starve to death.

This is the result of nearly twenty years of Luo religion's erosion of Loulan.

No matter how many times they sweeped, they couldn't completely eliminate the hidden power of the Luo Sect.

The Qingzhou Army in charge of guarding this place is Fan Liangshan, who has just been promoted to the Five Hundred Lords, and has [White Destiny: Qian Ke Psychic].

He also noticed something unusual at the first time, grabbed the gold-rimmed neckline of the fat Hu Shang, and asked coldly:

"Wuda, why are so many people gathered in your grain market?"

The fat and strong Hu Shang, who was called Wuda, touched his round belly, and then took out a shining night pearl from the pocket in front of his belly, and said with a smile on his face:

"My lord, the people of the capital have been out of grain for a long time, and if they don't release grain again, I'm afraid that there will be chaos, so the small ones will sell wheat and grain to the people of the whole city at a nine-percent discount."

"Isn't this helping our Qingzhou Army?"

Fan Liangshan thought about it, and it seemed that there was some truth, so he accepted the Night Pearl and let the fat merchant continue to act.

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But in private, he also felt faintly uneasy, secretly entered a house, summoned his cronies, and commanded in a low voice:

"Tell General Jiang or Lao Tun Chang as soon as possible, there may be some questions here in the grain market......

The sound stopped abruptly.

The floor tiles under the feet of the two suddenly erupted into a dark green mist, which instantly penetrated into the noses of Fan Liangshan and the herald.

"Pour also~pour also~"

Fat Hu Shangwu strode into the door and sneered:

"I knew that Lord Fan pretended to accept the Night Pearl, but it was just to paralyze me and delay time, so it was better to strike first!"

"It's better to let you be paralyzed, my lord."

said.

Wu Da sneered, eating a sharp golden knife in his hand, cutting off a little skin from the bridge of Fan Liangshan's nose, and then quickly made some kind of disfigured thing, and attached it to a believer who was similar to Fan Liangshan's body shape.

"Damn!"

"Damn the barbarian!"

Fan Liangshan fell to the ground, his body was in great pain, his face was dripping with blood, and he could only watch the herald be poisoned and die.

And he himself, with the physique and willpower of a Qingzhou fighter, barely maintained and endured the poison.

With the damage of the skin on the bridge of the nose, Fan Liangshan's original white life grid [Qian Ke Psychic] gradually drifted away.

After all, how can a businessman who has broken his face be able to trade with confidence?

In physiognomy, the bridge of the nose reflects a person's wealth.

Therefore, if the bridge of the nose is damaged, it will be detrimental to the development of one's own financial situation, and even do not go well with anything, and will always encounter obstacles and setbacks, and it is easy to spend money lavishly, and there will be the possibility of losing property.

Even more worrying things are yet to come.

The believer took off Fan Liangshan's clothes, put them on, and became the Fan Five Hundred Lord of Qingzhou, and then strode out of the door.

It was also at this time.

On the eastern city wall, Jiang Chen observed half of the city with a leisurely heavenly eye, and confirmed that the five hundred masters of Qingzhou who walked out of the house were not Fan Liangshan, but a Luo believer.

"The first move, lure the snake out of the hole!"

"Sure enough, it led to something dirty!"

Jiang Chen sneered, said, and disappeared invisibly in an instant.

Although there are 20,000 people in the square, the Qingzhou army has hundreds of catties of strength per capita, and one person can defeat the union of more than a dozen people, so why gather nearly 3,000 people?

Its real purpose is not to impeach the Loulan people, but to deliberately relax the supervision everywhere and lure the Luojiao in the shadows.

And Jiang Chen, who has the eye of heaven, only needs to run back and forth on the four city walls in the east, west, north and south, and he can see all the changes on the bright side.

The next moment!

Fan Liangshan collapsed to the ground, ready to die, and his eyes gradually filled with deep despair.

Unexpectedly, a flower in front of his eyes quietly appeared a tall and handsome figure, dressed in hunting robes.

"General!"

Fan Liangshan recognized at a glance who this figure was, and the despair in his eyes disappeared immediately, replaced by ecstasy and reverence.

"Well, you've worked hard."

Jiang Chen said calmly, raised his eyes to look at the fat and strong Hu Shang, and said: "You can choose to commit suicide and kill you with a tiger's spirit, it is really insulting to the power of this sword." ”

The tone is extremely unrestrained, but he says something extremely arrogant and domineering.

Wu Da's heart was beating wildly, and deep consternation flashed in his eyes:

"You, are you Jiang Chen?"

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Once upon a time, Jiang Chen couldn't help but be frightened when he heard the names of the generals of Loulan, but now, his reputation has long spread throughout the east and west, as well as the capital of this huge country.

Even, just the two words "Jiang Chen" are enough to scare the children of Loulan to stop crying, which can be described as:

Famous Loulan!

It won't be long before the Western Regions will be famous!

"Lao Tzu killed your whole family!"

Wu Da roared angrily, and issued a classic national scolding of Loulan at Jiang Chen, who was an orphan, and then rushed up with a golden knife.

Due to the secret method of the Luo Sect, after the accidental death of many strong people, the qi and blood, origin and part of the life in their bodies will be transferred to the bodies of relatives who are connected by blood.

Therefore, killing the whole family and cutting the grass and eradicating the roots has become the norm for the strong men in the Western Regions to fight, and "killing the whole family" has become the mantra of the Loulan people.

Jiang Chen held down the tiger spirit, stretched out his left hand suddenly, and choked the fat neck of the big flesh, and then twisted it with all his strength.

With the sound of "Kacha", the fat and sturdy Hu Shangwuda, who was still shouting "Lao Tzu will kill your whole family" just now, instantly broke his neck and suffocated to death.

Jiang Chen dropped Wuda's corpse, turned around, and helped Fan Liangshan up, but was surprised to find that he had not only lost his [White Life Grid: Qian Ketongshen], but also suffered from severe poison.

Fan Liangshan's face turned a miserable green, and he said with a little desolation: "Thank you General for avenging me, if you die, you can also pull a cushion, it's not bad." ”

"No, it's better for you to stay and do things for me."

Jiang Chen smiled and stretched out his hand to input a slight Nine Heavens Firmament Soft Qi, which instantly cleared all toxins.

In the blink of an eye.

Fan Liangshan's body was full of heat, all the toxins were removed, and most of his body recovered, and he said with a stunned face:

"This, this is ......"

Then, he reacted immediately, with a respectful face:

"Thank you, General, for saving your life."

Jiang Chen's eyebrows lowered, he glanced at the dead herald, and asked calmly:

"Wuda, do you have a family and an industry in the national capital?"

Fan Liangshan replied with remorse:

"Yes, it is because he has a wife and children living in the national capital that I believe him three points."

Jiang Chen turned his head, no longer staring at the herald's body, his expression was like the mouth of a volcanic lake, and said:

"He is the general's soldier and your cronies, what to do, how to compensate, the general will allow you to act cheaply."

Fan Liangshan's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, he clenched his sword and immediately said:

"Thank you, General."

"This enmity must be dealt with personally."

Jiang Chen nodded, strode out of the house, and led Fan Liangshan and the rest of the soldiers to quickly find out the suspicious people in the grain market.

Then, all of them were hanged at the entrance of the vegetable market, including Wuda's family.

Here's the thing.

Jiang Chen's face also condensed, and from the "Grain Market Rebellion" incident, he vaguely judged the need for the national theft ceremony.

Anchors!

If he wants to hold a country stealing ceremony, Wu Changsheng also needs a group of mortals to become his anchor and witness!