"Humph!"

"Hah!"

In the darkness, a deep voice kept ringing.

Zhang Biao sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, pinching the meridian treasure seal, placing the jade cat in the palm of his hand, rising and falling with his chest, and constantly reciting the two mantras of "hum".

This "hum" two mantras are by no means simple, they can gather qi and blood, and they can also deter the soul.

With every chanting, the jade cat trembled.

And after each time, Zhang Biao will cross a wisp of true qi and enter the black cat jade pendant.

This is the refining method recorded in the noodles and specially used for "refinement".

Hum Ha two mantras are whips, true qi is carrots, back and forth, while the elves in the jade surrender, the jade pendant will also be completely refined.

Before you know it, the night passes.

When the first rays of the morning sun appeared on the horizon, Zhang Biao slowly opened his eyes, his face full of uncontrollable exhaustion.

This refining weapon is really hard.

With his current cultivation, he is still very reluctant.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Biao boiled the decoction, stood on the mixed yuan pile to refine the qi, and continued to meditate on the refining instrument.

He could feel that the little thing in the jade pendant had already shown signs of taming, and it no longer resisted the infection of true qi.

And then it was dusk again.

Finally, he slowly opened his eyes, and although his face was tired, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as my heart moved, a black cat appeared out of thin air in the house, with bright fur, green eyes, and light and agile steps.

Feeling Zhang Biao's thoughts, the black cat walked slowly, first rolled in his arms, and then kept arching his palms with his head.

Zhang Biao touched the little elf, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "From now on, you will be called 'Moon Shadow'." ”

This little thing seems to be well-behaved, but it should not be careless.

"Spirit" has the nature of pursuing power, either devouring the essence and blood of living beings, or devouring other elves.

This is true even if it is refined into a magic weapon.

On the one hand, Zhang Biao has to supply his essence on time, and when it comes to a certain time, he also has to look for other "essence" to feed.

Be careful with this process.

If Moon Shadow's strength suddenly grows and breaks free from his control, it will backfire.

Including the sword spirit in the sword cultivation sword and the weapon spirit of the Yanjia master, it is all this truth.

After wearing the jade pendant and getting up, the black cat moon shadow also disappeared in an instant, and returned to the jade to recuperate.

Zhang Biao continued to boil the medicine and began refining qi in the afternoon.

Knock knock!

Not long after it ended, a rapid knock sounded outside the door, accompanied by Wang Xin's trembling shout:

"Brother Biao, come on, something happened!"

…………

Jiaxing Fang, the royal house.

"It's not in the right place, change to this side!"

"Okay, slow down, tie it tight!"

In the courtyard, a large group of people are busy.

Zhang Biao helped set up the mourning hall, his face was blank, and his mind was in chaos.

"Brother Biao, I'll go to Fengyi Fang to pull paper people."

"Hmm."

After Wang Xin finished speaking, he left in a hurry with the two of them.

Inside the house, the cries of Aunt Du and the girls of the Wang family kept coming, forming a strange contrast with the busy crowd outside.

The king was killed in the line of duty.

Last night, six doors were raided, and although Wang Zhutou was very careful on weekdays and always wore a chest guard, he did not escape.

The iron plate was dented, the sternum was shattered, the five internal organs were bleeding and displaced, and the doctors at the six doors treated them for most of the night, but they still did not survive at dawn.

I was in a coma all night, and I didn't even say my last words.

It wasn't until Shen Shi eclipsion that the body was returned.

No way, there are too many people who have died.

Jin Wuwei and left and right Xiaowei blocked Fang City, but the news did not come out, and they withdrew after the afternoon.

Zhang Biao's face was blank and he looked at the surrounding scene.

The Lianhua Sect is a cultivation sect with many secret techniques, and there is an almost invincible heart monk.

They had been operating underground for a long time, and there was an even more terrifying skeleton camp, so he didn't reveal the map.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so bold and dared to break into the six doors and kill.

The cries of children kept coming.

That's the son of Wang Guanshan, tomorrow is the full moon, and he promised Wang Zhutou to drink the full moon wine...

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao's heart ached even more.

Wang Guanshan walked over, his face was pale, and his voice trembled, "Brother Zhang, I... It's going to be a problem these days. ”

Zhang Biao patted him on the shoulder and did not speak.

He didn't know what to say.

The following period of time was very busy, burial, sealing the coffin, wake, burial...

The Wang family, like his family, came to the capital from other places, and the people were thin and there was no clan to help.

The funeral was basically handled by Zhang Biao, but fortunately, there was a fang with the help of the neighbors.

Originally, with the king's connections, it was indispensable for people to come to mourn, but there were too many people who died this time, and almost every family was doing funerals.

Wang Xin and Tie Shouming only came occasionally.

There is no other reason, this time most of the silver medal catchers in the main hall died, and the bronze medal catchers also died twenty or thirty people, and the manpower became more and more tight.

They could only come when they could, and each time they would bring some latest news.

"The saint was furious and smashed the head catcher Guo An's head with a paperweight..."

"The main hall has suffered heavy losses, and people are being dispatched from various branch halls, and the gods who are investigating the case everywhere will return..."

"The mourning hall of Zhuge Shenzhu was splashed with dung, and many people in the door were complaining about him..."

"It's a big deal, Dali Temple and the Criminal Department have sent people, the monks blew up the tunnel when they left, and Jingzhao Mansion has recruited a large number of people to excavate..."

Zhang Biao was silent and concentrated on dealing with the funeral.

……

October 25, the end of the frost.

Looking at the mountains in the south of the city, the clouds are low.

The terrain here is elevated, like altars, looking down on the plains, and the weather is myriad.

In addition to Wanfu Mountain, the royal mausoleum in the north of the city, it is the best feng shui treasure near Yujing City.

When Emperor Wu built the city, he moved 200,000 people, most of them came from the rich south, and the people in the city were buried here after their deaths, as if they were looking at their hometown from afar, so they were called Wangshan.

Paper money is flying, and chiff is miserable.

"The auspicious time is here, get out of the coffin!"

With a loud shout from the invited Mr. Yin and Yang, Zhang Biao and several men carried wooden sticks and hung the coffin into the tomb with little care.

Sprinkle five-colored soil, seal holes, fill in the land...

Everyone waved shovels, and the loess slowly piled up.

Behind him, the sound of firecrackers rang out, and the wails of the Wang family's relatives resounded through the mountains.

Just when Wang Zhutou's funeral was going on, there was also a storm in Yujing City......

…………

Tongzheng Square, opposite the six doors.

The original house has been completely demolished, and hundreds of strong men are busy, piled with earth and rocks, mixed with rainwater and turned into mud.

Around it, there was a large area of black-armored soldiers.

They were Zuo Xiaowei, armed with bows and crossbows, and their expressions were solemn.

Eagle Eye Xu Bai stood in the rain, letting the rain wet his body, his eyes were bloodshot.

The bad handsome Jiao Xiong brought a large number of bad people, who were also busy, and occasionally turned his head to look at Xu Bai and the others, but he complained bitterly.

Even the masters of the six doors had died so much, and he didn't want to go into the tunnel at all and face those mad demon monks.

"Dig through!"

Under the deep pit where the well water was drained, someone shouted excitedly......

…………

Yanfu Fang.

Boom!

The gate of Yichong Manor was kicked open.

The chief catcher, Guo An, was covered with a white veil on his forehead, and his face was gloomy and terrifying.

"Mr. Guo, you are..."

Several leaders came to inquire in fear.

Before he finished speaking, he was pressed to the ground by the swarming Jin Wuwei.

"Search, don't let one go!"

Guo An's eyes were full of anger.

The Fashan of the Lianhua Sect was captured near the Yichong Manor, and whether they colluded or not, it was all over, not to mention that it also involved collusion to kill the Sect.

But it was too late.

There is no way, those nobles who are related to Yichong will have to take the time to clear up the relationship, take back their account books, and make obstructions from it again and again.

Thinking of this, Guo Anxin felt sad for a while.

He was completely disappointed in this Great Liang Dynasty, and he had only one thought at the moment, which was revenge.

Soon, a sergeant stepped forward and said, "Report, I didn't find the thief Gu Qiu!" ”

"What about people!"

A small leader was slapped a few times by a crackle, and cried: "After dealing with the funeral of the women and children in the door, the president has never appeared again, and the little one really doesn't know..."

"Send a sea fishing paperwork!"

"All in jail!"

…………

Taipingfang is still singing and dancing.

"Tsk, they're all bad guys..."

Li Jia, the second son of the Li Mansion, lay lazily on the railing, raised his head and poured a pot of wine, shook his head and said, "Just don't bother with it, you want to provoke those crazy monks." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and said, "General Chu, the sage is furious and has ordered several parties to investigate together, and Jin Wuwei is also among them, do you still have the heart to drink here?" ”

"What can you do without drinking?"

Chu Shiyuan, who had changed into a foreign uniform, sneered: "I don't know what kind of virtue Jin Wuwei, including the left and right Xiaowei, is all wine bags and rice bags." ”

"If the frontier veteran is here, I still have some thoughts, the masters of the six doors can't bear it, and the tunnels below are complicated, should I go to find death..."

"Hey, you're a bad guy too."

Li Jia smiled lightly, then staggered over, and said in a seductive tone:

"General Chu, do you want to make a great contribution?"