Chapter 43: The Phantom of the Far Rivers and Lakes moves

It's night.

More than ten miles away from the Ping'an Prefecture Mansion, a vermilion mansion compound has been vacant for a long time and is old and dilapidated, in recent years, there have been repeated supernatural events, the pavilions and pavilions in the huge courtyard, the pond pavilion and the water pavilion are becoming more and more deserted.

In the tall hall of the courtyard, all kinds of veils hang high, swaying with the wind, and the sound of the ringing rings is loud, which makes it even more ghostly and cold.

In the study room of the main hall, dressed in a moon-white robe, a young man of twenty-five or six years old, holding a paintbrush, splashing ink with a thick brush, watching through the flickering candle flame, only to see most of the lifelike eagle body is breaking through the cage and fog.

"Childe, since we have defended according to the natural dangers of the Black Wind Valley, especially the interception of the imperial tribute and the heavy damage to the elite Zhenwei camp in Kyoto, it can be described as a famous battle.

The peace festival made Ma Shang be caught by the three protectors, and at the same time, under the attack of silver and beauties, he was also completely pulled into the water.

At present, with Ping'an Prefecture as the center, it has radiated to the surrounding three provinces, and the major rivers and lakes forces and mountain bandits are in the process of convergence.

Mingjiao, just like this eagle, is about to spread its wings and fly high and fight in the sky. ”

The gray-clothed old man standing beside the young man was in good spirits, his temples were bulging, and his eyes occasionally flashed with light.

"It's not enough to have just one Black Wind Valley, if there are ten or twenty Black Wind Valley strongholds in Daqian, from the point to the line of connection, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, forming a big net, the momentum is only between morning and evening."

The young man who was painting at the desk raised his head.

Under the reflection of the candlelight, it can be seen that it is a calm and firm face, with high eyebrow bones, deep eye sockets, and a nose like an eagle's hook, but the face is indifferent and cold, and the starry eyes are like flickering under the candlelight, which is even more secluded and unfathomable.

"Back then, the Great Qiantai Ancestor took advantage of the momentum of my Mingjiao to lay down this country, but he never thought that after the success, he actually unloaded the mill and killed the donkey, assassinated the ancestor Xiao Ming Wang, and used Jinyi Wei to slaughter my Mingjiao.

Today's great dry storm is an opportunity for my Mingjiao to rise again. ”

No one could have imagined that Han Li, the descendant of the Ming Dynasty, lived incognito in this ghost mansion compound, but he had a more domineering name in the rivers and lakes, Liu Heimin of Black Wind Valley.

"In the name of the White Lotus Sect, we have severely damaged the Imperial Escort and the Zhenwei Battalion, can we force the White Lotus Sect to appear? Is there any news about the White Lotus Sect's exiled saint Zhao Wan'er? Han Li put down the paintbrush in his hand and asked.

In that year, Daqian Taizu took advantage of the momentum of the Ming Sect and the White Lotus Sect to join forces to resist the Yuan.

The cunning rabbit dies, and the lackeys cook.

After Daqian Taizu sat down in the country, he regarded the Ming Sect and the White Lotus Sect as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the hand, and the two sects were both crippled, which can be described as sympathy.

"Childe, the White Lotus Sect has been divided into two factions, the former saint is an orthodox sect but is hidden underground, at this time we throw an olive branch, the two sects join forces, it should be just around the corner."

The old man looked at Han Li, his eyes full of pity and relief.

Suddenly, the case rang and the tea overflowed.

The two of them swayed with the waves like a big boat on the waves, but their legs did not move as if they were rooted.

"Earth dragon turned over?" Han Li was surprised, "Why is there such a big movement?" ”

"But I don't know where the earthquake came from?!" The old man frowned.

"Such a big earthquake wave ......" Han Li muttered, his calm expression revealing a hint of worry, "I don't know if the stronghold of the Black Wind Valley will be affected, but that is the Ming Sect's war preparation granary and munitions depot?!" ”

……

Under the heavy rain, the smoke in the Black Wind Valley completely dissipated, and the collapsed mountain formed a new balance.

The entrance to the culvert, which was originally like a half-closed toad's mouth, was completely torn apart, and the entrance was wide open up and down, and although the cave collapsed, the occasional flash of bright light meant that the culvert did not completely collapse.

Under the heavy rain in the canyon, the mud and sand are all down, carrying the momentum of the torrent, rolling and whistling, at most half an hour, the bottom of the valley will become a river.

"Time is pressing, go to the road, climb into the cave!" In the heavy rain, Jia Qiang calmly shouted, "The brute bear pulls the hemp rope protective net at the bottom to rescue at any time." ”

After the mountain collapsed, the falling boulders formed a small hillside, and as the mudslides gathered, Jia Qiang and others at the bottom of the valley would have nowhere to hide.

"Brute bear, pull the net steady."

Gou Dao is one of the strangers unearthed by Jia Qiang, if he is not in the army, there may be another big thief in the rivers and lakes.

At this moment, his eyes narrowed into a slit, looked up at the steep mountain rock, and through a trace of fierceness and determination in his eyes, he took out two special dragon and tiger iron claws, carried a circle of thin ropes, and began to climb the rock like a gecko.

Watching Gou Dao climb higher and higher, everyone's hearts seemed to be raised to their throats.

After all, climbing in heavy rain increases the difficulty factor several times.

Of course, even if Gou Dao fell, it was not life-threatening, because Xiong Man and others at the bottom were holding up the hemp rope net to respond at any time.

Suddenly, the gecko on the rock wall fell from mid-air like a paper kite in the wind.

The hearts of the people sank.

only to see Gou Dao's iron claws inserted into the rock wall again.

Once again, it began to climb.

A quarter of an hour later, amid cheers, Gou Dao finally entered the beast's mouth and threw the string down.

Rolls of thick hemp rope were hoisted up by strings, and then the ends of the ropes were lowered again.

"Sun Cong!"

The first rock climbing into the cave is Sun Cong, who dives into the culvert and listens for a long time, and sends a signal, which means that the cave is safe.

"Into the hole!"

The man at the bottom of the valley breathed a sigh of relief. The brute bear led the people to climb and quickly enter the culvert with thick hemp ropes.

Immediately, the speed of transfer was faster, and the people at the bottom of the valley were directly hung away from the bottom.

Half an hour later, before the arrival of the flood peak, it was dangerous and dangerous, and all entered the cave safety zone.

……

Everyone lit grease torches, rested for a while, and then began to enter the culvert in groups to inspect.

The culvert was almost half collapsed, and the force of the explosion tore countless people to pieces, scattering stumps and broken arms everywhere, and the thick blood almost turned into substance, except for the occasional stone fall, like a huge tomb, silent.

The hundreds of people who were far away from the center of the explosion had no visible injuries on their bodies, but all of them died.

He was struck to death by a powerful wave of sound.

The shape of the whole culvert is really like a toad, with a small mouth and a large belly, but more than half of the "belly" has collapsed.

Walking down the belly, there is a winding path that has been interrupted by the collapse.

Shunfeng Ear Sun Cong listened to the sound for a moment, and said in shock: "This path is just blocked, there are survivors on the opposite side, this should be the second entrance to enter the culvert!" ”

Several people worked together to pick up the gravel, and a fresh cool breeze poured in, and this path was like a toad's excretion valley road, leading to the ridge of the outside world.

At the exit, there were actually five mountain bandits in charge of guarding them safe and sound.

Due to the long distance, coupled with the winding path that eliminated the sound and air waves, the explosion like the collision of heaven and earth made them think that the apocalyptic disaster was coming, and they almost flew out of the sky, and they did not dare to enter the cave to check at all.

At this moment, he was silent and shivering.

Jia Qiang did not hesitate to take over the entrance of the Heavenly Danger.

Through separate interrogation, it was learned that the culvert was not an ordinary mountain bandit who robbed the house, but a disciplined Mingjiao rudder, and the mysterious bandit leader Liu Heimin was a pseudonym, who rarely came here, and he survived today.

There were only 500 or 600 mountain bandits stationed in the culvert for a long time, and in addition to the more than 300 corpses that could be gathered, the rest of the people should be buried in stones by the collapse of the secondary disaster mountain.

Under the leadership of the mountain bandits, the granary has basically been buried, but in the caves deep in the culvert, the treasures accumulated by the mountain bandits for many years are intact.

The mountain bandit guarding the treasure was unharmed, but he bled to death.

"No one could have imagined that the Wolf Warrior Battalion would really occupy the Black Wind Valley without hurting a single soldier!" The mastiff licked his lips, his eyes glowed green, and he looked at the boxes of gold and silver treasures, "I can't imagine that the bandits are the real fat sheep!" ”

Jinyi Wei Wang Qiong flipped through the account book, his eyes were burning and muttered: "I'm a good girl, this mountain bandit is fat enough to make a fortune!" ”