"Did you hear that? The North City Gate will be closed today!"

"That's right, even the surrounding area is under martial law, and you can't even look at the city gate. ”

"Why doesn't the imperial court have a proclamation, saying that it will be closed? ”

The pock-faced uncle took a sip of fragrant tea, looked at a few idlers at the same table with a kind of passer-over eyes, and said, "Don't you understand? ”

"Anti-thief?" said the uncle, and the table full of idlers in the teahouse came over.

Anyway, it's none of my business, just listen to it, regardless of whether he is bragging or not.

The uncle was very satisfied with this feeling of the stars holding the moon, so he smashed it and smashed his mouth, and began his narration mixed with spittle stars.

"Let's just say that last night, Deputy Director Jiang of Shenwuwei and General Secretary of the Supervision Department jointly appeared, and all the eight horses and six flags were put out, hehe, guess what?

"Huh?" The idlers were a little incredulous: "Legend has it that General Secretary Wen really started to peel off the skin of those foreign lords, what kind of thief actually left?"

When the uncle was asked by this, he immediately looked around like a thief, and then beckoned everyone to gather together, and said in a low voice: "That's not a person, that's fire!"

"What do you mean?"

"Fire is fire, that's what my nephew said. The uncle spread his hands: "Believe it or not." ”

As soon as he said this, the idlers immediately scattered.

"The old man is bragging again!"

"What's not hot, Lao Tzu still water!"

"It's slipped, and I'm going to have tea. ”

......

In front of the North City Gate, Han Hui stepped down from the car, and Zhong Chengmeng was waiting here with the Lord of the Six Banners.

"Prime Minister. Zhong Jinmeng arched his hand and said: "According to what the city defense army said, that person was suppressed under this iron gate. ”

Han Hui raised his eyes and saw that the entire north gate had been sealed by the rusty iron gate.

"I heard that there was this mechanism at the beginning of the construction of the North City Gate, and no one used it for so many years, this time thanks to the old man's meritorious service, I ordered him to retire, and the military rank was raised by three levels, and the bounty was a thousand taels. ”

Han Hui had already written down these things by his entourage on the side, and immediately arranged them.

"Lord Zhong, let someone lift the giant gate. ”

Zhong Jinmeng took the order and took people to go, this giant gate is easy to lower, but it can be re-raised, but it is not something that can be done in a while.

Han Hui looked at the 10,000-jin iron gate and the blackened city wall with complicated eyes, the ground under his feet had become scorched earth, it was not difficult to imagine what a terrifying enemy his disciples were facing, and after a night, he could still vaguely smell the scorching smell.

Thinking of the terrible past when he and Yao Shubi participated in the killing of Chu Mo in Shuizhai, he felt a little less reproachful to his disciples.

"The twelve immortals of the Pure Decisive Dojo, except for Chu Mo, the rest are all monsters. ”

He secretly sighed at the strength of the Pure Determination Dojo, which also strengthened his heart to win over Tong Yeshan.

"Only the people on Tongye Mountain can compete with it. ”

Han Hui thought so, and heard a burst of shouts.

"Hey!

Following the prestige, it was Zhong Jinmeng, with Shenwuwei and a group of city defense troops, who were pulling an iron cable vigorously, and the iron cable was connected to a huge roller, which was lifting the giant gate up little by little.

"Prime Minister!" Zhong Chengmeng on the city tower said in a loud voice: "The mechanism of the armory is in disrepair and can no longer be used, we can only use this roller to slowly lift it, please wait a while!"

"Thank you. Han Hui also hugged his fist at the city.

......

In the Xiangfu hall, Li Chunyao put down a stream of tea, and after a few plates of snacks, she glanced at Wen Jin sadly, but finally held back her tears and retreated.

Wen Jin's only remaining one arm picked up the teacup and drank it, he pretended to be calm and relaxed, but in fact, his whole body was still in pain like a falling shelf, but the pride in his bones did not allow him to show his weak appearance.

Sitting opposite was Zhang Yongdian, who was looking Wen Jin up and down with great interest, and he had goosebumps all over his body.

"Ahem," Wen Jin coughed lightly and said, "Thank you Uncle Huang for saving your life last night." ”

"Don't thank me. Zhang Yongdian opened the folding fan and said with a smile: "You should thank you for practicing ink books yourself, otherwise it will be difficult for the gods to save them." ”

"Speaking of ink books, brother, you practice the Demon Chapter, I will hurt the heavens, can you tell me who passed on your ink book?"

Wen Jin hesitated, and said helplessly: "If I say that this ink book was handed down to me by a strange old man who I don't know whether it was in reality or in my dreams, do you believe it?"

He told Zhang Yongdian all about the strange old man he met back then, and the cultivation into the demon chapter, maybe the people who really practice ink books will have a sense of intimacy, Wen Jin himself was very surprised how he said so much to Zhang Yongdian, a person who had never known him.

"I believe it!"

Zhang Yongdian put the folding fan away and seemed to get a satisfactory answer.

"The ink book is very evil, just like my wounded chapter, it was actually stepped out of the ground by me. ”

"Hahaha, so I'm saying that normal people can't practice this thing. ”

After laughing, Zhang Yongdian looked serious: "Brother Wen, I have always had an idea, I want to put together three ink books, and we can spy on the mysteries together, okay?"

Zhang Yongdian is an ambitious person, and Wen Jin is also an ambitious person, and the other party's words undoubtedly ignited Wen Jin's low morale.

"Uncle Huang's proposal is very good, but ......" Wen Jin said: "The world is so big, and I don't know where the ink book calls the gods, where should we start?"

Zhang Yongdian chuckled lightly and said, "That's a good question, I didn't have a clue, but I met someone last night before saving you." ”

"A person who is not a Moshu cultivator, but has a demonic aura similar to your Demon Chapter, he is very strong, I don't have time to fight with him, so I left first. ”

"But before I left, I quietly left a murderous imprint on him, I could feel that he had not gone far, at least he was definitely still in Chenghua Mansion, and I wanted to find him out with the eyes of Brother Wen. ”

"Good. Wen Jin didn't think about it, and agreed bluntly, although he was dismissed by Han, but according to the forces he established before, with Zhang Yongdian's induction, it is not difficult to find a person.

Anyway, I can't lose anymore, so let's give it a go if I have the chance.

Two hours later.

In front of the North City Gate, Han Hui and Zhong Jinmeng's faces were a little ugly.

With their unremitting efforts, the 10,000-pound iron gate finally returned to the city wall.

But the scene under the gate sent chills down their spines.

In the place where Wenren's empty corpse should have been pressed, there was the twisted and deformed iron mask he usually wore.

The iron mask was flattened, and a pair of hollow eyes seemed to mock everyone.

There was a large black hole in the ground, and I didn't know how deep it was when I looked at it.

Han swallowed a mouthful of saliva, Lie Sun God, actually left?

Is this still human?

Zhong Chengmeng recovered for a while, and asked Han Hui, "Prime Minister, what should we do." ”

"Alas......" Han Hui sighed, last time he left Zhang Tianxi, this time he left Liu Yu and Wenren to break the sky, could it be that the people at all levels of Chenghua Mansion can't stay behind the thieves?

"We can't help it. Han replied: "But the Burning Sun God must also be seriously injured, and he can't go fast, so you immediately send people to the nearest Tongye Mountain Branch, and let their forces in Tianqu Mansion and Chengtian Mansion pour out and besiege and kill the Burning Sun God!"

"Pure decision on the lives of the twelve immortals of the dojo, this great gift, Tong Yeshan will definitely not refuse. ”