Waiting for Yin Tiancheng to hurry to Baijizhuang, it is a pity that the previous few people who were pointed by him are gone.

"It seems that they came to help them later, could it be from the Netherworld Sect, or is it some other helper from Lan Xiangyun?" Yin Tiancheng secretly guessed. He knew that if no one helped them, the acupuncture points of those people before dawn would not be automatically unlocked.

Yin Tiancheng had no choice but to turn back to Xiangyun Villa to see what was going on on Lan Xiangyun's side.

When he rushed over, he saw from a distance that the Xiangyun Villa had been lit with a fire, and the sound of shouting and killing could be faintly heard.

"Is it because they didn't cooperate with the search and have already started a fight with the government?"

Yin Tiancheng secretly guessed and quickened his pace, and when he got closer, he only crouched on the roof from a distance and watched. Because at this time, the sound of shouting and the sound of weapons in the village has been resounded, and I don't know how many officers and soldiers are surrounded outside the village, and the people are crowded under the torches, and the bright armor reflects the firelight. In such a situation, there was no need for him to break into the village.

"If Lan Xiangyun really returned to Zhuangzi, then he shouldn't be able to escape such a situation. Yin Tiancheng thought secretly.

After a while, the movement inside weakened, and the officers and soldiers escorted dozens of people out one after another, Yin Tiancheng recognized that there were Na Mochi's guards and men named Jin Feng and Ma Changjun, but unfortunately there were no Lan Xiangyun and Ma Xingchang.

The two old foxes escaped again...... However, this woman named Jin Feng should also know where the Netherworld Sect branch altar is, right?" Yin Tiancheng thought secretly, "I just want that since she has been arrested by the government, if I go and rob her, not only will it be a bit high, but it will also make it difficult for the errand to do......" Yin Tiancheng was a little difficult.

In the end, Yin Tiancheng decided to give up and went back to the inn to rest, planning to think of other ways the next day.

Tonight, it was a torment for Yin Tiancheng. Because he found that the friends around him were disappearing one by one, Li Daochang, the eldest brother, Chen Kang, and the third sister ended up in such a situation......

Of course, he didn't know that it was also on this night that Nangong Yue, who was on the way back to Beijing, was still in an inn on the border of Bozhou, and he was also tossing and turning, because his inner desires were always impacting his adherence to justice and conscience. Although he had already decided to take refuge in the Netherworld Sect when he accepted the pill from the afternoon, he was also scared and anxious when he thought about the consequences afterwards, but fortunately, in the end he got help from Qian Xun.

Yin Tiancheng sat on the bed, looking at the oil lamp on the table like a bean and fell asleep unintentionally, he wanted to go back to the capital as soon as possible, to see the third sister, and to find Xuan Mingzi to discuss the matter of getting rid of the fake national teacher, but he always had a bad premonition in his heart about Chen Kang's side, and always felt that if he found him later, he would be very dangerous.

At this moment, there was a slight strange sound in his ears, and he knew that there was an uninvited guest in the corridor opposite his room.

Since it was across the street from his room, he shouldn't have come for himself, Yin Tiancheng estimated in his heart. But as soon as he thought of this, he heard a "whoosh" sound, and a dart shot straight at his window. At the same time, the man who shot the dart was already flying and bouncing away.

Yin Tiancheng opened his eyes and didn't need to move, because the strength of this dart was very weak, and he couldn't shoot beside him at all. Sure enough, the dart landed on the small table of the oil lamp, and the dart still had a white silk on it.

"It's a messenger!"

Yin Tiancheng took off the white silk on the dart and unfolded it, with a line of small characters written on it......

"Could it be her?"

Yin Tiancheng was a little moved in his heart, and at the same time felt a little heavy, he didn't know how he could repay this friendship......

Let's say that Nie Mobei, Chen Kang, and Huo Qingchuan were smuggled out of the city by Zhao Lujie and others and taken to the Netherworld Sect branch altar on the outskirts of Yanzhou.

This altar was built in a town in the south of Yanzhou City, which is more than half a day's journey away from Yanzhou City. Zhao Lujie and the others only came out of the city in the middle of the afternoon, and it was almost dark halfway through.

However, Zhao Lujie is not worried, because there is a big town market in front of him, and there is a relatively good inn there. It is said that it is good, not because of the large scale and good decoration, the ingredients and taste are high-quality, but there is wine and meat, and the key is that you can also find a good-looking fan to sleep with. This is a good place for people like Zhao Lujie to stay.

Zhao Lujie rode a sturdy yellow horse, whistling in his mouth, and walked in front gracefully. Behind him was a "truck" of Netherworld Sect men pulling tableware, and there were two riders in the back, who were also members of their Netherworld Sect.

Although it is already spring, it is cold in the north, and Zhao Lujie, who came here for the first time, used to scold his mother as soon as he went out. But today is different, although it is gloomy all day long and I haven't seen the sun show my face, and the light wind blows so that people still want to put their hands in their arms, but they can't resist Zhao Lujie's heart, just like bathing in the warm sun, humming a little song all the way and sitting on a healthy horse and dreaming of being promoted to an official and making a fortune. It's just that his ugly appearance and such a carried away appearance can always attract the sideways eyes of many passers-by.

But looking sideways, most people just glanced at it and immediately looked away, because Zhao Lujie's appearance was not a good stubble at first glance, except for a woman who walked slowly in front of him.

The woman was wrapped in a thick gray robe, and the belt around her waist was wrapped in a lump so that her body looked like a roller and had no curves to speak of. She was wrapped in a thick brown turban, and the hair on her forehead was draped down and barely covered her eyes, but it couldn't hide the large maroon birthmark on one side of her face. Zhao Lujie glanced at her, spat it disdainfully, and scolded in a low voice, "Damn, what are you doing when you look so ugly?"

I don't know if the woman seemed to hear his scolding clearly, and didn't see her reaction, until a few people walked by, the woman turned her head to look at the backs of several people, and said to herself: "Isn't this the water bandit Zhao Lujie? Idle is idle anyway......"

Nie Mobei and the three of them were packed in a large box in the carriage, which was cleverly made, and the outside stared at the shelf where the dishes and pottery could be placed. The box is not visible from the outside.

The three of them were tied together by the acupuncture points. Nie Mobei and Huo Qingchuan are okay, although Nie Mobei's acupoints are controlled, the poison of the soft tendons has been removed, and under his secret luck and pranayama, his body is gradually recovering in strength. Huo Qingchuan, it's just that he can't move. And Chen Kang broke his ribs, although Zhao Lujie allowed him to reset his ribs by himself and simply fix them with branches and cloths, but the carriage on the road was bumpy and bumpy, and his injuries hurt him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat, so that he couldn't help but secretly greet Zhao Lujie's ancestors for the eighteenth generation.

It was very dark, and Zhao Lujie and the others came to the inn as planned, and in addition to the guest room, they also asked for a small cargo room for the carriage. Zhao Lujie asked his three subordinates to go to the treasury to guard, and he sat alone in the guest room, nibbling on roast lamb legs and drinking small wine, eating with a mouth full of oil, red ears and red ears.

"Hey, it's still Lao Tzu who is at ease by himself, if the surname is checked, it's time to count what kind of bird Lao Tzu has drunk and misunderstood. Hmph, be as cautious as he is for a lifetime, and in the end he will not be as good as Lao Tzu. When Lao Tzu's vote is completed, he will at least be the altar master again. ”

Zhao Lujie was full of wine and food, and wiped his mouth with a fat slap a few handfuls of handfuls. He opened the door and shouted at the shopkeeper in the aisle, "Boy, come over to Lao Tzu!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly ran over.

"Uncle, what do you command?"

"Go and find Sister Xiang from last time for Lao Tzu. Zhao Lujie stood at the door, clasping his teeth and said.

"Okay uncle...... However, this ......"

The little guy rubbed his fingers, meaning that he had to ask for silver.

Zhao Lujie instantly pulled down his fat face, crossed his fat waist and said: "What's wrong? Lao Tzu has already given money to live in the hotel, and this has to be given again alone? This fucking inn should be in charge of eating and sleeping, and Lao Tzu staying here at night is to give your shopkeeper face?"

"This ......" The little guy made a bitter face and said timidly: "The uncle gave only two copper plates, let's give an upper room and a cargo room, and also take care of the wine and meat......"

"Smack!"

Before the shopkeeper finished speaking, he was slapped in the face hotly, and he fell to the railing of the corridor with a thin fan.

"Uncle gave you face, don't you, you still dare to say the east!"

Zhao Lujie waited for a pair of strange eyes and scolded angrily.

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I'm sorry to let you know that the update will be slow in the coming period.) Because it's almost the end of the year, my work has become very busy, and I've been so busy lately that I've felt a little impetuous, although the first draft has been written, but there are many places that need to be processed and revised, but I can't calm down recently, so there will be few updates during this time, I hope you can understand, after all, I can't give up the work I rely on for a living in order to write. Also, this book is expected to have a word count of about 110w, and I plan to finish it in the Spring Festival at the latest. I will continue to write new stories after the end of this book, and I hope you will continue to pay attention to and support me!