There are thousands of hungry ghosts, and there are the most difficult hidden ghosts to deal with, and Yan Saburo doesn't think that he can fight against it alone. Counting and counting, if Pan Tugou still has a glimmer of hope, it will fall on the city lord of Wu.

Wang Mingzhi also thinks so.

The big hole in the wall of the city lord's mansion has been repaired, the inside and outside have been cleaned, and no one on the street is pointing a finger anymore, and at first glance it seems to have returned to normal. But those in the know know that something is different from before.

Because the city lord of Wu had explained in advance, Yan Saburo was able to enter the mansion to meet him very smoothly.

The butler led them to the side hall. The furnishings here are simple, with only bogu shelves, tables and chairs for entertainers, and a large screen.

The screen depicts a tiger descending from the mountain. Yan Saburo only glanced at it, and felt that the tiger was fierce and powerful, almost wanting to choose people and devour, so vivid that it seemed to jump out of the painting.

Let's look at the payment again:

Pingjiang Wuling.

It turns out that this screen was still painted by the city lord of Wu. It seems that the two guests who chatted in the noodle tea shop before were right, and the city lord of Wu is also good at calligraphy and painting. Although Yan Saburo's painting skills are average, but with Lian Rongsheng's ears and eyes, his eyesight is still good, which shows that Wu Ling's painting skills are really extraordinary, and even those inscriptions are faintly fierce in Junxiu.

Calligraphy and painting are like his people, and the city lord of Wu seems to be very ambitious.

He had just looked around when the Lord came.

Before the city lord of Wu could speak, Yan Saburo asked him, "When was this painting made?"

City Lord Wu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "It's almost three years ago, I just entered here." ”

He didn't sleep all night, he still looked energetic, but he didn't seem to want to talk more about his calligraphy and painting, so he asked Yan Saburo instead: "The sky in the west is abnormal, do you know what's going on?"

"Yes. Yan Saburo then told the experience of the desperate situation.

Bai Ling listened to it on the side, only to feel that the young man's words omitted the thrilling ones, and he talked about the big events in a dull and boring way, but he did explain things clearly in the shortest possible time.

The more City Lord Wu listened, the more solemn his face became, and finally he stood up: "In this way, there is really a so-called 'guardian', and that Thunder Bottle can only be used by me?"

Yan Saburo took out the Benlei bottle from his arms and placed it on the coffee table. The city lord of Wu took it with his hand, and saw the thunder in the bottle, which was indeed indescribably cool. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Okay, if the illusion can do this, I deserve to be deceived." Hmm, this thing can really kill the ghosts?"

"Otherwise, is there a better way for the city lord?"

That's it! Bai Ling found out that Yan San always had a way to block people into speechlessness.

Wu Cheng was speechless, and only shook his head after a few breaths: "If the ghost group will come, it is indeed difficult to resist." You say that Wang Mingzhi will lead the ghost group to attack from the west?"

"I see that the western side has the highest and thickest wall, and a moat. Wang Mingzhi also agreed. Yan Saburo pointed to the western sky, "He is good at illusions, and since he can make this, it is not too difficult to lure the hungry ghosts to the west." ”

"Well done. This young man was too careful, and City Lord Wu couldn't help but praise him, "Two years ago, I fought with the Zhusai City in the west, and I specially strengthened that section of the city wall. ”

Time was pressing, and he didn't talk nonsense, and began to arrange defense, but he actually believed what these two outsiders who met in Pingshui.

Yan Saburo stood aside and watched him recruit four or five of his subordinates to arrange for the gathering of people, the increase of troops, the defense of the wall, and other matters. Although it started in a hurry, it was orderly. He also had a scribe surnamed Huo under him, who helped refine the requirements put forward by the city lord of Wu and turn them into executable tasks.

This policy was issued like a stream, and it took less than a quarter of an hour before and after.

is so efficient, don't talk about the local government, Yan Saburo has never experienced it in the court of the country. On the contrary, it is only in the army that such an order is as efficient as the wind.

It is no wonder that the city lord of Wu is invincible in the Taoyuan Realm, and he has successively conquered one city after another. His opponents were too weak in comparison.

After the arrangement was completed, the city lord of Wu exhaled a long breath, and introduced Yan Sanlang by the way: "This is Huo Dongjin, my master." Clever and resourceful. ”

Master Huo was tall and thin, and looked like a white-faced scholar. But Yan Saburo noticed that this person also had cultivation in his body and was a stranger.

What is the origin of the city lord of Wu, there are not only many elites under his hands, but also many strange people to follow.

Master Huo greeted Yan Saburo and the two of them, so he hurriedly retreated and went to carry out the city lord's orders.

Bai Ling couldn't help but be curious: "Before entering Taoyuan, who were you?"

"It's hard to look back on. City Lord Wu shook his head, "Don't mention it." ”

He refused to say, and the two naturally didn't want to ask again. Yan Saburo asked an even more outlandish question: "With your strength, it is not difficult to conquer the entire territory of Taoyuan, why did you stop two years ago?"

After he entered Pantugou, he found that the spirit of the local soldiers and civilians was different from that of other cities. The morale is high and the people's hearts are available, it stands to reason that the city lord of Wu should make persistent efforts after laying a huge territory, and unify the Taoyuan Realm.

Why are there still separatist forces fighting in Taoyuan now?

"Do you see that?" City Lord Wu looked at him deeply and said slowly, "It's not difficult to unify the whole territory, and then what?"

Then?Yan Saburo frowned, what else is there to ask?The king of the world, which dream is not to reign in the four seas?

"And then it's boring. "City Lord Wu sighed, "The Taoyuan Realm is so big, even if you are the king and hegemon here, it will be a backwater, and it will be a futile toss." Rather than this, it is better to leave a few opponents and have something to do on weekdays. ”

Yan Saburo heard a deep burnout in his words.

This set of rhetoric is really unheard of, Bai Ling couldn't help but say: "Now that you have a new opponent, you have a lot to do." ”

"Isn't it?" Lord Wu stroked his chin, and his expression seemed to be two points eager to try, "Something has been done." ”

The invasion of hungry ghosts is imminent, Pan Tugou is about to recover, and the people in the city are about to die in the belly of ghosts.

After discussing a little more details at the moment, City Lord Wu didn't have much time to chat, and the two sides dispersed.

Walking out of the City Lord's Mansion, Bai Ling could clearly feel that the surrounding atmosphere was a little different, but he couldn't say it. "Where are you going now?"

City Lord Wu took over the task of defending the city, so what are they going to do?

"Go to Tongyue Inn. Yan Saburo turned on his toes and walked there.

"Huh?" "It's Tongyue Inn again?"

Tongyue Inn is not far from the city lord's mansion, walk two streets to arrive.

Exactly the same façade, exactly the same pattern, exactly the same ...... Shopkeeper.

Seeing that the shopkeeper smiled at him, Bai Ling almost rushed up and grabbed him by the collar, but Yan Saburo waved his hand and stopped her impulse in time.

"It's not him. Of course, the name of the shopkeeper is not called Wang Mingzhi, "What we saw just now is an illusion from the inn to the shopkeeper." This is the main thing. ”

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