The next day, early in the morning.

On September 28, it is appropriate for funeral.

"Celestial Celestial Calendar, 1739.

Heshan Town Eagle Strike Regiment joined the army Liu Dengyun, with the Su clan of Wumangcheng, colluded with the Huanglan country, first smuggled ordnance and weapons at the border all the year round, and then gathered private soldiers in Mangshan to try to rebel, fortunately the city lord Gu Jianghan, with the subordinate officials intercepted a number of secret letters of his public fornication, and now the evidence is conclusive, and he imitated the sages in panic to cut and play first, and succeeded in one fell swoop on the night of September twenty-six.

In this case, the Su family, the head of the family, Su Qinghe, the clansmen and idle people, a total of 55 people were ambushed, and the rest of the main vein Su Wenlie, and the branch veins Su Qingyang and Su Wenyan were on the run. ”

"The whole Liu family, below the head of the family, Liu Dengyun, a total of seven people were ambushed. Only the remaining daughter, Liu Huanyue, is missing. ”

"The Eagle Strike Regiment, from the regiment leader down, except for Liu Dengyun, who was formerly in the army, was ambushed at home, a total of seventeen major generals have been taken into custody and imprisoned. The remaining lieutenant generals have been reassigned, and now the Eagle Strike Regiment is pulling out the camp. ”

Gu Jianghan listened to the reports of the people in front of him, bowed his head slightly, and asked: "These people all deserve it, although we are cutting first and then playing, but they all act according to the law, and there is nothing wrong." But those few fish that slipped through the net have any news?"

"Also...... Not ...... yet" Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and finally the city guard general in the middle came out to answer.

"Well, there are people who dare to rescue the felony of rebellion, and the person who shot must be a master. Go down first, and remember to keep a close watch inside and outside the city. ”

"Yes. Several of the subordinate officials retreated.

As the footsteps of a few people faded away, Gu Jianghan gradually changed his face, and his bronze face looked a little dark.

He opened his mouth, his voice cold: "Did you hear it all?"

As the words fell, he saw a secret door on the right behind him, and a man with a blue-faced fanged mask walked out.

He walked freely, no different from himself in the city lord's mansion, and he did not have the slightest sense of restraint.

"I'm right when I say foolproof, but when I say foolproof, I mean for you, or for myself, hehe, what do you think?"

His voice pierced through the hideous mask, giving the illusion of tearing through the air.

"You ......"

Hearing that Qingmian was such a scoundrel, Gu Jiang Han stood up in an instant, blood rushed to his head, and his outstretched index finger trembled and pointed directly at Qingmian.

Qingmian ignored Gu Jianghan and said indifferently: "The part I want to do in my plan has been completed, and the benefits promised to you will definitely not be worse than you, as for the rest, what do I do?"

After speaking, he took out a black jade net bottle from his sleeve, a side of the emperor's river seal, and a small cloth bag, and put them on the table one by one.

The treasures placed on the table, every time he took out one piece, Gu Jianghan's Adam's apple trembled.

He had sold everything for these treasures, and now these were just the rewards he deserved, but he was still a little excited.

But looking at the mask attached to the other party's face, why did he feel a wordless mockery, the other party's kind of eyes, he was giving alms?

This attitude, how can there be half a point of cooperation, it is too humiliating.

"Now that I'm done here, I won't bother anymore, the ancient city lord, there will be a time later. ”

Qingmian bowed to Gu Jianghan decently, and then turned around and pushed the door open, but he raised his head and stepped away with his hands in the air.

Gu Jiang Han watched the other party walk away in a daze, and his outstretched hand froze in mid-air and did not retract it.

Su Qingyang, one of the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper, was actually rescued, it was the Big Dipper!

Looking at the meaning of the green face, their group of cultivators are not going to make any more moves, so how can they meet the possible revenge? What should they do next?

After a while, I heard his angry roar from the City Lord's Mansion: "Bastard!

A few frightened sparrows, flapping their panicked wings, fluttered and flew into the distance.

The sun was already shining outside, and the cave was still dark.

Touching the belly that was gurgling and protesting, Su Wenlie, who had only woken up at this moment, couldn't help but smile bitterly, he was woken up by hunger, it was the first time he had experienced it.

Reluctantly got up, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the scene in the cave, it seemed that it was just dawn.

Stretching his waist, he suddenly felt refreshed, and the spiritual platform was clear.

The tiredness that had drowned him last night had disappeared without a trace.

Jumping off the stone bed, Su Wenlie quickly dressed and walked out of the cave.

Outside the cave mansion, confirming that it was actually noon at this time, Su Wenlie couldn't help but smile bitterly again.

It's the first time that I have slept three strokes in the sun.

Shaking his head, he walked to the waterhole of cultivation, washed the fruit left by the master with the pool, and gnawed it all in one go, but he was still a little unsatisfied.

Reluctantly, he gave up his plan to seize the time to cultivate, stood up, just walked around the neighborhood at random, and found many kinds of wild fruits, chose to pick two or three of each of the ones he knew, took all his clothes and rolled up, and returned to the waterhole with brisk steps.

After solving the belly problem, he ran upstream again, found a trickle that flowed into the pool, and drank the stream water to his heart's content.

After everything was cleaned up, Su Wenlie thought that he would be alone anyway, so he took off his shirt again, raised his feet and stepped into the water, and swam towards the center of the pool.

As if it was an illusion, Su Wenlie felt that his physical strength and speed had improved a lot.

Without much thought, he swam to the stone in one breath, and he crossed his knees again as he did yesterday.

The autumn day above his head brought warmth, and the pool water under him was cold, and Su Wenlie, who was sitting on the stone, had no choice but to accept them all.

He gradually calmed down and began to operate his mind.

The warm current of spiritual power in the body surged out faster and more, catering to the warmth of the sun and resisting the cold of the pool.

It all seems so well organized, so natural, it seems that everything is useful, and the feeling of being able to use it is extremely comfortable.

And behind him, the irregular blood-colored lines faintly appeared again.

Although it is impossible to see the shape of the whole at all, it is more and more visible.

Without the flame as a reference, Su Wenlie could no longer perceive the way of nature he had discovered, and although he felt a little regretful in his heart, he also remembered the teachings of his master, and he had to lay a solid foundation before thinking about anything else.

For him at present, the only way to do this is to work hard to cultivate the basic mental method and temper his body as much as possible to the extreme that the exercises can bear.

Only in this way can it be regarded as a solid foundation, and the cultivation avenue in the future can be wider and wider.

For Su Wenlie, who was only fifteen years old, cultivation was boring and boring, not to mention that he was still at this vigorous age.

Fortunately, his body was in the icy pool of water, and the coldness of the pool of water had a strong suppressive effect on the heart that was about to move.

Su Wenlie gathered his mind and realized the circulation of aura in the tendons, while controlling the aura to tirelessly wash the dantian.

He, a once splendid young man, is now sitting bare-chested in the middle of a waterhole, looking like a fisherman.

He no longer cared about the environment, no longer cared about his appearance, and only cared about concentrating on concentrating on concentrating on comprehending the process of cultivation.

At this moment, Su Wenlie's cultivation path was finally on the right track.

Not far from the waterhole, on a reddish tree, a lark was quietly grooming its feathers.

It occasionally looked at Su Wenlie in the water, and there was a curiosity in those small eyes.

The rare weather turned cloudy and clear, and the clouds on the horizon were still there and refused to move.

A flock of colorful birds happily churns in the air, circulating to form several fixed shapes.

Su Qingyang, who was wearing a hat, looked up, put down a broken silver on the table, got up and left the tavern quickly.

After a night of pranayama, his injuries were unexpectedly healed, so that he had to praise Master Qin's medicine.

It's not a joke to hurt his muscles and bones for 100 days, according to the situation of his previous organ injury, without a year and a half of recuperation, it is impossible to achieve the almost intact state he is now.

After repeatedly telling Su Wenyan to stay where he was and be cautious, Su Qingyang rushed to the small village at the foot of the mountain.

He exchanged the broken silver for his outfit, then changed the village, got a little pot of plaster and dirt on his face, and easily blended in with the procession that carried the five mangoes into the city.

Entering the city from the wide open east city gate, Su Qingyang took advantage of the crowd to squeeze into a restaurant and took the opportunity to have some breakfast.

When the group was gone, he got up and left the noisy restaurant.

He had heard several versions of gossip in the restaurant, but this feeling of hearing rumors of his own tragedy from other people's mouths was very bad.

I found a few taverns at random to listen to the news, and it was easy to pave the way with silver.

An hour ago, he had bought seven cupola cannons, and then randomly found an open place, set them off in three long and three short intervals, and then repeatedly confirmed that he had not been found or followed, and then he entered the restaurant, found a box by the window on the third floor and sat down and waited.

Open all the windows on the third floor, he only needs to sit here, and most of the Wumang City can be seen.

Until the sudden appearance of the flock of birds just now, Su Qingyang had been sitting in this tavern for half an hour before finally discovering the target he was waiting for.

Following the instructions of the group of colorful birds, he burrowed into a chaotic alley, this is the Fulu Camp area of Dongcheng - ordinary streets, ordinary people, ordinary atmosphere, except for the few birds in the sky that are somewhat special in the eyes of those who care.

Sure enough, just after walking through the street outside, when he was about to turn into this alley, Su Qingyang had the feeling of being targeted.

He turned to look around, but didn't notice anything in particular, just ordinary people coming and going in the streets outside.

Juggling, selling, shouting, shopping, buying, onlookers.

Soon after turning back and continuing deeper into the alley, he stopped at the edge of a small courtyard.

On the stone steps outside the gate of this small courtyard, a child's play pattern of the Big Dipper is depicted.

Without waiting for him to knock on the door, the courtyard door opened inward, and inside the door was a middle-aged woman with a rich and graceful appointment, she held a bamboo flute, bowed expressionlessly, and said, "Pojun, you are here." ”

It's Lian Zhen and sister-in-law.

Su Qingyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and was about to speak, as if he realized something, he suddenly turned his head to look at the location of the alley.

At the entrance of the alley, a vendor walked in.

He was wearing a hat on his head, carrying a pair of flat burdens on his shoulders, his right leg seemed to be somewhat disabled, he was lame, and his eyes were staring at Su Qingyang slowly.

Looking at the seller in disbelief, when he got closer, Su Qingyang's eyes were already slightly red, and he stood in place and said bitterly: "Brother Greedy Wolf, your legs are ......"