Three days later, the meeting was over, and the princely envoys returned.

Ning Ruowei took the ladies of the Peacock Tower and returned to Yongliang Tianshan with Baixi, and Yan Yunting gave them three immortal boats and ten immortal boats.

"This is a talisman that I have condensed with my mind, if you are in trouble, crush it, and no matter where I am, I will come to save you." Yan Yunting personally stuffed the spirit rune into Ning Ruowei's palm.

Reluctant, of course, reluctant, but parting, after all, parting.

"You also have to protect yourself and don't let yourself get hurt again." Ning Ruowei dropped a sentence, unable to tear up, but she was afraid of being seen, so she turned around and jumped onto the fairy boat and sailed away.

Yan Yunting hid thousands of reluctance into his eyes, stood on the city wall, and watched his lover until he was in the sky.

True hero, why do you need to hurt and part?

Yuwen Changqing also listened to Yan Yunting's proposal, waved his army north, moved closer to Jingzhou and Jizhou, and liberated the canal city along the way.

Of the fifty immortal ships, Shen Kuo kept three, Hanzhou sent five, Peacock Tower gave three more, and now there are thirty-nine left, of which thirty are used as armaments, five as cargo, and four as civilians.

The carrying capacity of the immortal ship is very strong, as long as it can be loaded, it can be taken away, if it is fully loaded with five salt mines, it can completely solve the salt shortage crisis in the three cities.

The three cities have nearly 100,000 troops, and if all of them go north for an expedition, the required grain, grass, oil, and salt must be prepared, which is by no means a small amount, so Zhongzhou did not rush to attack, but decided to collect a month's worth of grain first-

There are more than 130 large and small counties in Zhongzhou, and there are even more villages that are difficult to count, and poisonous people will not eat food, so every household may have surplus grain. Originally, land transportation was cut off by poisonous people, but now there are flying boats and air transportation, and these materials left in various towns and villages can be used.

The immortal boat is used to collect heavy objects such as ore and wood, while the immortal boat is flexibly used to collect grain, oil and salt.

Two hundred miles north of Luoyang, there is a small city called 'Yanjing', where the salt used to be obtained, and then the transportation route was cut off by the poisoners, and now the first task is to open up the air transportation route.

"During this period, we also tried to use machine ships to transport salt, but Yanjing City is backed by mountains and forests, there are too many poisonous birds, and the poisonous people wandering in the city are extremely fierce, so the transportation plan has been shelved until now." Yuwen Changqing said.

"Extremely ferocious? How is the ferocious law? Yan Yunting was a little curious.

Yuwen Changqing said: "I heard the general of the transportation say that there are often women crying in the city, and there are many ghosts at night, maybe there are many mutated poisonous people entrenched in the city. ”

Yan Yunting looked at the tide of corpses surging outside the sealed realm, all of them were ordinary poisonous people, and no obvious mutants were found.

"It just so happens that Elder Tang wants a few mutant poison people to experiment, why don't you go and try your luck?"

"Anything that can be touched with your eyes closed can only be called 'bad luck'." Yuwen Changqing smiled bitterly.

Yan Yunting waved his sleeves, took out an immortal boat, stepped on it alone, and then turned around and raised an eyebrow at Yuwen Changqing: "Let's go?" ”

"Just the two of us?"

"If you take Ah Liao with you, I'm afraid this immortal boat won't be able to fly fast."

"But it's going to get dark."

"Not only does it have to be dark, but it also has to be a bright moon, otherwise the murderous corpse will not come out." Yan Yunting urged: "Are you coming?" If I don't come, I'll go by myself. ”

Yuwen Changqing thought for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I may not have stretched my muscles and bones for a long time, so I will go with Brother Yan today!" With that, he jumped onto the fairy boat.

Yuwen Changqing usually looks elegant with a "gentleman who doesn't use his mouth", many people will misunderstand that he is a weak scholar who doesn't know martial arts, but in fact, he is also a master of Nirvana, and the sword is still a national martyr.

Yan Yunting's consciousness moved slightly, and the fairy boat rode away with the wind.

"It seems that Brother Yan has learned a lot of good skills in the fairy world, and he can ride the wind between talking and laughing and waving his sleeves. If you have the opportunity, would you also take me, an ordinary man, to the fairy world to see the world? Yuwen Changqing asked with a smile.

Yan Yunting smiled: "It's not that you have a chance, but you must go." ”

"Oh? It seems that there is a story here, why don't you tell me about it while you are flying? ”

"Why not?"

……

An hour later, night fell, and the moonlight was bright tonight, a good sign for nourishing the corpse.

A small, ruined city lies in the moonlight, backed by a hill and bordered by a grove of trees.

It's quiet, it's quiet, it's quiet.

It's unusually quiet, it's eerily quiet.

"There must be a big guy hiding in this Yanjing City." Yan Yunting has always been very confident in his intuition.

Yuwen Changqing also said: "With such moonlight, it stands to reason that the poisonous man has already roared and agitated, but the city is empty, and the shadow of a poisonous person is not seen, maybe it is an 'empty city plan'." ”

Hidden Killer!

Yan Yunting smiled: "Do you know? The strange atmosphere in this city is exactly the same as when I first went to Yongcheng to work hard, but I killed a Wuxiang Emperor halfway. ”

"Hiss......" Yuwen Changqing gasped, "This kind of joke can't be made, I have a little chill on the back of my neck now." ”

"That's what you didn't know about later, even Emperor Wuxiang didn't expect that a Yan Yunting would be killed halfway and stabbed into its heart, hahaha......"

Yan Yunting laughed, waved his sleeves and withdrew from Xianzhou, and landed on the street with Li Huai'an.

The broken doors and windows, the dried blood, the disgusting corpse stench, and the "whirring ......" singing in the yin wind are very appropriate for the scene!

"Isn't it good for me to stay in the study honestly? I have to come out with you to find this kind of stimulation. Yuwen Changqing's face was full of bitterness.

Yan Yunting pulled out his gall and knocked on the ground as he walked, "Dangdang, Dangdang......"

In the empty street, the sound of percussion is very pleasant, and with the keen hearing of the poisonous person, it should appear, but the two of them have walked half the street, but there is still no shadow of the poisonous person.

"Is this really an empty city?" Yan Yunting couldn't help but wonder-

"Woo woo woo ......"

There was a faint cry of sorrow.

Here it comes! Here it comes! It's coming from the back of the street!

"Looks like we're lucky."

The two of them walked lightly, looking for the sound of crying and walking towards the end of the street.

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Woo woo woo ......"

As we get closer, the crying gets louder and louder, more and more, and more and more sad!

Until they reached a workshop at the end of the street, the crying reached a climax, like a chorus, rippling in the yin wind.

The plaque of the workshop has withered to the ground, and the word "splendor" can be vaguely seen engraved on it.

"In addition to salt smelting, there are also many light industry workshops in Yanjing City, and it should be a kind of women's red textile here." Yuwen Changqing said in a low voice.

"No wonder so women cry, but why do they cry? Is the husband dead? ”

"You're a friend of women, you can go and ask them."

The cunning moonlight pierced through the crack in the door, like a blade of light cutting through the reflection of the wall, the lintel was covered with cobwebs, and the door panel was covered with a thick layer of dirt.

Yan Yunting stepped on the eaves, knocked on the door twice with his sword, and shouted in a low voice, "Is there anyone?" I want to buy two rolls of satin for my wife's underwear. ”

The crying stopped abruptly, and there was a dead silence in the death, but it didn't last long, only about ten breaths, and the "woman" in the room began to cry again.

Yan Yunting slowly opened half of the door with his sword, and the first thing that caught his eye was a small courtyard, in which bamboo poles were built horizontally and vertically, and many cloths of different colors were hung on the poles. The cloth was already dirty, swaying in the wind, like a ghost.

In front of the courtyard is a factory, all four gates are open to welcome the moonlight, and a loom is neatly arranged, and eight women sit in front of the loom, stepping on the windmill with their feet empty, and the "creaking ......and squeaking" shuttles are constantly swaying, but there is no silk weaving at all.

The women are facing away from the gate, crying and moving with the windmills, and the picture is very eerie.

Yan Yunting picked up a piece of broken tiles on the ground, and secretly stored internal force with a casual shot, "Poof! The broken tiles opened a large hole in the woman's back, and a stinking black blood flowed out of the hole.

All the women stopped crying, and they stopped moving under their feet, and they were still for about three breaths, before they twisted their necks woodenly, "clucking...... their faces that were rotten to the point of only their faces, and a pair of light red greedy eyes, viciously, staring directly at the two "uninvited guests" standing at the door.

Yuwen Changqing's facial features were almost together, blindfolded, unable to look directly at this terrifying scene: "Brother Yan, how do you want to catch them?" ”

"I'll save one for now—"

"Ahh

The eight women screamed at the same time, like a fierce ghost, with black and yellow fangs, and inch-long claws rushed towards the two of them at the door.

"Huh!"

Yan Yunting slashed out with a sword qi, cutting off all the bamboo poles in the courtyard, the fluttering cloth slowly fell to the ground, and the woman's head moved neatly!

Eight women, seven heads, and one person has been killed in front of Yan Yunting.

Yan Yunting raised his hand to devour the gods, imprisoning the woman three feet in front of her, the woman made a "fluttering" posture, her claws were raised high, her bloody eyes were swollen and sudden, extremely ugly, terrifying!

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