Mowgli didn't ask again.

The relationship between him and Ling Hu Minzhi is not close enough to the all-encompassing Cheng Dù, keeping a distance and respecting each other is the most suitable way to get along.

He might be able to quietly examine Linghu Minzhi's body, and even DNA, but he wasn't going to do that. It's more unacceptable than using spiritism to invade their brains without their consent.

Mowgli has clear grievances and grievances, but he has enough dignity for personal privacy and can restrain his curiosity. This is perhaps the biggest difference between him and the people of this world.

Linghu Minzhi hurried away with Du Yu, and he wanted to rush to the post house on the outskirts of the city to inquire about the news of the Death Gate.

Wuji didn't go anywhere, he stayed in the natural dwelling, either sitting and meditating, or trying to control the blade with his mind.

After a few fumbling attempts, he didn't force the blade to shoot out with his mind like he did the first time, but moved forward steadily, first trying to control the blade in the air with his mind, and keep it as steady as possible.

This exercise is extremely physically draining and mentally exhausting. Although the gate of heaven was opened, he was able to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth continuously, but he was still exhausted.

The effect was also obvious, and after two days of sleepless hard practice, he was able to hang the blade above the palm of his hand and keep it steady.

Mowgli is very satisfied with this.

......

Ling Hu Minzhi lightly pulled the reins, reined in his mount, and watched two men in black with cold expressions walking by, and glanced back at Du Yu.

Du Yu was worried, and his sword eyebrows were furrowed.

Although these two men are dressed ordinarily, they seem to be no different from others. But look closely. But it can be found that not only do they have a straight back, but they also walk very evenly, although not very quickly. But it is extremely steady, as if every foot goes down, as if a footprint must be stepped on the road.

These are the dead soldiers, the dead men of the dead door.

In the past two days, Du Yu has seen seven pairs of such men in black. They came from far and wide, but they had only one destination.

Ling Hu Minzhi turned the horse's head and slowly walked back. "The scope of the conscription is about a hundred miles from the outskirts of Beijing. The total number is estimated at around three hundred. ”

Du Yu followed closely, looking around vigilantly, and pressed his hand on the knife ring at his waist. Always ready to draw your sword and fight.

Ling Hu Minzhi chuckled: "Don't be so nervous, although the dead are not afraid of death, they will not fight with others inexplicably, otherwise Xianyang will not be messed up." How could the imperial court turn a blind eye. ”

Du Yu glanced at him. Slowly loosen the knife ring.

Linghu Minzhi turned his head, glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Du Yu, don't look at you, you are already the sixth order of the fierce realm, and you will soon be promoted to the seventh order, and most of these dead soldiers are around the first order of the fierce realm, but if you really want to fight, you may not be their opponent." ”

Du Yu raised his eyebrows. Bite one's tongue.

"One man shall die, ten shall be difficult, and a hundred shall die." It is difficult for a thousand people to do it, and ten thousand people will die, and they will run rampant all over the world. Ling Hu Minzhi believed in the reins, and said unhurriedly: "The biggest enemy of a person is not the opponent, but the fear in the heart. Having overcome his fears, his combat effectiveness can at least double. ”

"Even across borders?"

"It's not unheard of that cross-border wins. Ling Hu Minzhi laughed softly: "The realm is only strength, whether you can give full play to your strength or not, there are many factors." Just like making money in business, one makes money with one's own wisdom and hard work, and the other inherits it with family business, although there is the same amount of money, but the ability to do business is very different. ”

Du Yu nodded slowly. He agrees with Linghu Minzhi's opinion, and is therefore worried about Wuji. If you follow what Linghu Minzhi said, the Death Gate has gathered more than 300 people, and the combat strength is equivalent to 3,000 people, this is simply an army.

With only three subordinates, can Wuji deal with an army?

What worries Du Yu even more is that the realm of Mowgli comes strangely, and it doesn't seem to be obtained through normal cultivation. Just like Linghu Minzhi said, his realm is like making a windfall, and suddenly getting rich may not be used.

The result of a windfall may also be a death.

"That'...... Is there any other way?"

Ling Hu Minzhi was very strange: "What is there to be afraid of? The death gate is big, just hide from them for a while." After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Wuji entered the Heavenly Academy, and to deal with him again is to deal with the Heavenly Academy, what kind of courage does Shi Dalong have? Does he still dare to send dead soldiers into the Heavenly Academy to kill people?"

"I'm worried...... Wuji refused to hide like this, and hid until the fifteenth day of the first month. Du Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I know him too well." He will try his best to fight back, even if it is at the risk of his life, he will fight back with all his might. ”

"Really?" Ling Hu Minzhi was stunned for a moment, scratching his head a little. "It's not a good habit. ”

......

Shi Dalong paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back.

Thirty black-clad dead men stood in a circle along the wall, motionless, like stakes, lifeless.

The entire historian is surrounded by such dead soldiers, three layers inside, three layers outside, anyone who appears here will feel a strong murderous aura.

Because of the unspeakable fear, the residents around the Shi family subconsciously stayed away from the Shi family, and no one dared to take the initiative to check on the Shi family.

Xing Dahong and Jing Dahai walked in side by side, and when they saw the dead people in the courtyard, Xing Dahong frowned, worried.

"Great Dragon ......"

Shi Dalong raised his hand and rudely interrupted Xing Dahong. "You don't have to say much, just tell me where that kid is. ”

Jing Dahai smacked his lips and hesitated for a long time before he reluctantly said, "I'm still in Shi's restaurant, and I didn't come back yesterday." ”

"He lives in the Shi family's restaurant?" Shi Dalong said coldly, sounding a little surprised.

Jing Dahai nodded, and stopped talking. He, like Xing Dahong, disapproved of Shi Dalong's mobilization of the public. What the Dark Eight Men are doing is something that cannot see the light, and such a big move will inevitably cause the government to interfere, and when the time comes, not only Shi Dalong will be unlucky, but they will also be affected.

But Shi Dalong had a heart, he had to put Wuji to death, and he refused to listen to Xing Dahong's words, as if he was crazy. Talk to madmen, especially madmen like Shi Dalong. Jing Dahai was instinctively a little timid.

Shi Dalong saw Xing Dahong and Jing Dahai's thoughts, and he sneered: "Don't worry, this matter is my death's business." I owe you a favor, and I will definitely pay it back in the future, and if there is any trouble, I will never affect the two of you. ”

"Dalong, how can you say that, the Dark Eight Gates are all brothers. Xing Dahong chuckled and shook his head. "You have to do it on your own. Naturally, we are not good at robbing, so as not to hurt the harmony. However, if you have what you need. The opening is. I can't guarantee others, but I will definitely give my full support to open the door. ”

Jing Dahai was helpless, so he had to nod his head in agreement, saying that Jingmen would continue to support Shi Dalong as always.

Shi Dalong's face turned slightly pale. Sent Xing Dahong and Jing Dahai away. But when I think of the current predicament. He couldn't help but get agitated again.

Wuji hid in the inner city, what can he do? Not to mention more than 300 dead soldiers, even if he was given 3,000 dead soldiers, he didn't have the courage to appear in the inner city.

When Ye Wenjin was alive, Shi Dalong was still a little annoyed by him, but now that Ye Wenjin was killed by Lin Fei with an arrow, Shi Dalong found that he couldn't find anyone to replace him, and now he didn't even have anyone to give advice. You can only scratch your head.

He thought about it and thought that there was no other way out. had to order the dead soldiers to be closely monitored, to be on call at any time, and to act immediately once Wuji came to the outskirts of the city.

"I don't believe it, can you stay in the Shi family restaurant all the time?" Shi Dalong clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth.

......

"That's amazing. Wuji smiled noncommittally: "Daqin claims to rule the world by law, and it's not exactly like that." ”

Ling Hu Minzhi said lightly: "Even under the sun, there will be shadows. ”

Mowgli disagreed. He felt that this kind of cliché was the most unnutritious.

"What are you going to do?" Ling Hu Minzhi picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked slowly, looking casual, just casually.

"Didn't you say it, act on the opportunity. ”

"What if there's no chance?"

"Let's talk about it then. Wuji said indispensably: "Anyway, I'm not in a hurry." ”

Linghu Minzhi raised his eyes, crossed over the teacup, and glanced at Wuji. Mowgli's reaction at this moment is not quite the same as what Du Yu said. But if he had to choose, he still chose to believe in Du Yu.

Wuji looked at the courtyard in silence, his eyes were a little empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Linghu Minzhi also glanced at it. Stone and Wood were practicing martial arts in the courtyard, but instead of practicing shields, hammers, and axes, they practiced footwork with Lin Fei. The archers of the Yu Republic of China were vigorous and agile, and the giants had a hard time practicing, tired and sweaty, panting like thunder.

"What are they doing?"

"Oh, nothing. Mowgli came back to his senses and laughed. "The giants are too clumsy, so let them be mobile, hoping to be flexible. ”

"No matter how much a giant practices, he can't be as agile as a feathered archer. If people have strengths, they must have shortcomings, and abandoning the long and using the short is probably not the best policy. ”

Mowgli waved his hand: "It's nothing, anyway, they are idle, find something for them to do, save them from having nothing to do." ”

Ling Hu Minzhi smiled and didn't say anything more. After sitting for a while, he got up and took his leave, and left the natural dwelling with Du Yu.

"Du Yu, what do you think Wuji is thinking?"

Du Yu shook his head: "I can't guess." Mowgli has always been clever, and I'm stupid enough to guess what he meant. ”

Ling Hu Minzhi thought for a moment, and then asked, "If it were you, would you let the giant learn footwork from the feathered archer?"

"No, as adults say, it is not in line with the norm to abandon the long and use the short. ”

"Neither will I. Linghu Minzhi kicked his mount lightly, and the mount hissed lightly and quickened his pace. "However, the art of war is right and odd, maybe he can win by surprise, maybe he can win. He paused and added, "I'm looking forward to it." ”

Du Yu glanced at Ling Humin curiously, urged the mount, and followed.

The horse's hooves hit the bluestone slabs, along the outer wall of the imperial city, and gradually drifted away.

Wuji stood on the terrace of the natural residence, looking at Linghu Minzhi and Du Yu who disappeared in the shadow of the imperial city, and suddenly realized.

"Ding!" The blade between the fingers suddenly jumped up and rotated slowly, like a cold star, piercing the darkness and illuminating Wuji's eyes. (To be continued......)