Under the sky, many hidden talismans that had been in their places and surrounded the inn's small building together with transparent silk threads were all shaken out of place by the Confucian Red Jade Idle Chapter, showing the shape of a rune and beginning to spontaneously combust.

Hundreds of rune papers fluttered and fell from the sky, which was very beautiful.

Young customers, the initial goal has never been to besiege his many martial artists, swordsmen, and alchemists, from beginning to end, the only things that can make him jealous are the blind Confucian who has never made a move, the flying sword in the maid's basket, and the "invisible silk thread" and the hidden talisman array that really hinder his departure.

Therefore, he must be injured but not too much injured, and he used his strength to break through the talisman array, and when everyone relaxed their vigilance, he instantly appeared behind the girl who manipulated the silk thread.

One hit kills,

Drift away.

The rune paper in the sky is like goose feathers and snow on a moonlit night in early summer. Everyone in the field looked at each other.

A few unburned snow flakes fell on the girl's shoulder, and the girl's face was as white as snow.

On the rooftops in the distance, there were bursts of rapid chirping of night owls, from far and near. And there was the sound of changing drums, coming from the tall letter towers in the city.

It is the night Jing'an Division of Linzi City.

The Jing'an Division and the City Guard, two departments that do not interfere with each other, are in charge of mountain and civil affairs. Once the monks on the mountain are found to be making trouble, they will move all at once, no matter which of the troublemakers is right or wrong, they will be quickly suppressed, so as not to let the disputes on the mountain disturb the people's life too much.

There is a tall letter building in the city, which can overlook and supervise the whole city, and the two departments of the city guard and the Jing'an Division are jointly assigned to guard the mountain. When an incident is discovered in the city, the flag is waved during the day and the drum is beaten at night, and there is a set of internal circulation of flags and drums. A letter building beats the drum, the building passes, the location of the incident, the number of people, the degree of danger, etc., the whole city knows in an instant, and then decide how many Jing Anlang to be mobilized nearby.

Every Jing An Lang is a monk, carrying a night owl flute, when opening the flute machine and flying quickly closer, there will be bursts of night owl chirps, you can inform your companions of their location at any time, to prevent a single person from being suddenly attacked, and when Jing An Lang arrives in a cluster from all directions, it has a great deterrent effect.

In the words of Mr. He Da, the founder of Jing'an Division, the life of the people is their life, and the life of my Jing'an Lang is also their life.

In addition, each night owl is also equipped with a silverfish bag and a silver-rod air-forbidden arm crossbow. In addition to the normal space in a bag, you can also use a unique method to open a package-sized space and put many tools to grab and control the enemy.

The air-forbidden arm crossbow is similar to the crossbow of the roller shutter man's crossbowman, but the short arrow is a special silver-rod air-forbidden arrow. Once shot, it will temporarily lock the qi veins of the mountain monks who come and go freely, and the cultivation will no longer be there. The production method of talisman arrows has always been kept secret by the official family.

A hundred years of hard work on the mountain, once fell to the dust.

In the face of ordinary incidents, Jing Anlang never recklessly acted with his personal courage, and when he found something wrong, he must first call for the nearest teammates, and he must have enough people to attack. The whistle sounded, the night owl roared sharply, and the black-clothed silver arrows. The residents of the city often use the night owl whistle outside the house to scare the children from crying at night, the emperor of heaven, the emperor of the earth, and there are a group of night owls in the city.

If it can't hold on for a long time, it will spread the letter to the letter building and beat the drum to send a message, and the whole city will be surrounded and suppressed. It is the place where Jing Anlang really makes the monk talk about it.

If this is not enough to control the enemy, the letter tower and the city head are equipped with military crossbows, which can be operated by one person and equipped with a higher specification of the demon breaking gun.

This is not only the case in Linzi City, but also in the 32 counties of Dalu State. In other words, if it is returned to more than a dozen countries in Zhanzhou, all of them will have departments or positions similar to Jing Anlang to restrain the mountain monks who are extremely powerful and difficult to control.

And that's just the day-to-day Jing'an in the city. If there are really monks who want to challenge the authority of the imperial court, there are also garrisons outside the city that are equipped with a standard military upgraded version of the Demon Breaking Crossbow and can evolve the military formation under the command of a military monk.

And many of these popular methods to restrain the monks on the mountain came from the Chang'an Kingdom of the previous dynasty. According to legend, the royal family is all mortals, but with the power of one country, most of the territory of Guizhan Continent, which originally had more than 200 countries, and the strong and prosperous Chang'an Kingdom where all countries came to the dynasty. After the establishment of Chang'an, there is no big demon in the gathering place of the city in this country, the monks on the mountain dare not enter the city due to disputes, the sect is governed by the imperial court, and the monk's sword can not pass through the city, and cannot cross the border.

Prior to this, the mountain monks invaded small countries and big cities at will, and the court was powerless to restrain the mobile "mountain coquets" who could fight and run away if they couldn't fight, and the wild cultivators competed for heaven and earth treasures, fighting regardless of mundane casualties, and some small countries became vassals of powerful mountain sects.

Immortals are like ruffians, chivalrous are like hooligans, frequent chaos, and they can't bear to look at it directly.

An old Confucian originally had great hopes for this rapidly changing world. Before he died, he shouted: Xianfang universal, how can it be like this? How can it be like this?

The lord of Chang'an, the Li family, who founded the country with the body of a mortal, changed the chaos and built the city of An. A lot of methods for the monks were developed and integrated into the ranks and markets, so that the mountains and mountains were accustomed to it. It is difficult to reproduce the scene of the hairy children who have just entered the rivers and lakes to be extremely fascinated by the three armies with one sword and one person to reject one city.

Everyone admires chivalry, yearning for the love affair of one person rejecting a city. No one thought that when the black clouds overwhelmed the city, the panicked people in the city ran away.

There are no rivers and lakes after Chang'an, and there are rivers and lakes after Chang'an.

This made the Chang'an Dynasty extremely popular with the people. Even though the country has been broken for thousands of years, and the whole territory that has been laid down has been divided into more than ten small countries, large and small, there are still some stubborn old people who miss the era when mortals raised their eyebrows and were angry, and regarded themselves as the old people of Chang'an. And those in power in various countries do not prohibit this.

In this case, the roller shutter people can still sneak over more than 30 people silently after the night curfew, and quietly set up a formation to "hide" the entire six-story small building in Linzi City, where Jing'an Lang wanders and there are many letter buildings, so that the sound and appearance of the fight are limited to this exquisite small world, and they are not allowed to come out. So that customers with deep pockets can't use the close charm to get away.

The difficulty is evident.

In the six northern borders, there are only shutter people.

Now the rune array is forced, and the sound of the night owl is near.

When everyone looked at the maid who was the leader, the maid was resentful, gritted her teeth and commanded: "Wolves, ink, eaves, push the golden cone." ”

Everyone responded silently, some people threw beads of mist everywhere, some people picked up the magic weapons that fell to erase the traces of the formation, and some people sprinkled phosphorus powder on the corpses. I don't know when, the surrounding area was covered with white fog, and it was empty.

The fat tall woman behind the maid picked up a flying sword deliberately left at her feet and plunged it down into the stone slab in the courtyard. He took out a Jiaozi banknote with the begonia emblem, nailed it to the hilt of the sword, and left.

This is the rule of the shutter people, one is that they will never have a conflict with the government, and they would rather suffer their own casualties than fight. On the other hand, as long as it becomes "open", the cost of property damage that should be incurred will be actively borne by the roller shutter person and will not involve others. Therefore, in the eyes of the officials, the shutter people are a killer organization that "understands the rules", and it is not very dazzling. It's not for nothing that the Roller Blinds can make such a big splash in the Six Kingdoms of the North.

Of course, only property is responsible, and human life does not count.

After a while, a fat middle-aged man holding a handpot suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

The innkeeper, who had been watching from a distance for a long time, bent down, squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the amount of money handed over on the hilt of the sword, straightened up, and took a sip of tea, very satisfied.

Then he raised his head, and looked up at a darkly lit window on the third floor of the small building through the clouds that had not yet dissipated. Behind the window was a guest who was obviously a monk but lived in the front building, and when he saw that he couldn't hide it, he also pushed open the window and bowed his hand to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper returned the gift, and it was not much to do, so he sipped tea and waited for Jing Anlang's interrogation.

The sound of night owls fell into the courtyard, and everyone in the room pushed open the windows and made a noise.

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In a small alley a dozen streets away from the inn, next to two bodies that had been pursued, customers sat on the wall.

Carefully calculated, successively calculating the order of the besiegers' shots, the degree of injury on the body after the selection, the change in the mentality of the leading maid, and grasping the opportunity for the relaxation of the spirit of several guards who protected the two key formation divisions, even with the computing power of the customers, they were a little physically and mentally exhausted.

What's more, the wounds on the body are real. Especially the second sword frozen bird that pierced through the abdomen and swept itself out of the air, the residual sword qi was still stubbornly and slowly rushing in the bone marrow of the body, everywhere like crawling out of the ice well with a broken arm, the freezing feeling penetrated into the bones, and affected the recovery of the injury.

Under the white robe outside, there is actually a layer of close-fitting dark cicada clothes, which is even higher in grade than the white clothes. It's just that after the first sword is hidden, most of the cicada clothes have been scrapped.

The customer still underestimated the maid's control over the sword-raising basket.

The young man looked up at the sky, then stood up and leaned against the wall. Come to the side street outside the alley and walk silently along the shadows under the eaves of the shops on both sides.

In the distance, sporadic drums and whistles could be heard.

At the end of the street, in front of the building sign, under the moonlight, a figure was suspended in the air, casting strange shadows from the bluestone slab floor.

The customer stood still and sighed helplessly.

The figure in the distance reached out and tugged at the air in front of him, and then his whole body slowly fluttered out of thin air. There was nothing else in the streets, but the sound of horses' snorts, horses' hooves, and the rustling of wheels on the bluestone pavement echoed clearly from the streets on a summer night. As you get closer, you can gradually see the outline of the shape. It's also familiar, it's the boat that wears a hat and rows under the bridge during the day.

The "boat," which had taken off his hat and long sloppy beard and supported his cheek with one elbow, tugged at the non-existent reins, stopped a short distance.

"I'm not suitable for siege and killing, so I didn't go over there to join in the fun, and I calculated the route and waited for you from here in advance. ”

The old man stared at the customer, like a prostitute who saw the girl who escaped from the turtle and was waiting to be trained, and his eyes lit up. "Gong'e's flat-chested little lady said that I rested, and she led the team to ensure that everything was foolproof, now look, go to the fuck foolproof. The little girl's skin is the little girl's skin, there is no hair on the small mouth, and the work is not firm. Customer, the injury is not light, are you still running?"

"It's my fault that I really revealed my deeds from the pawnshop to let you bear it. The customer walked out from under the eaves, his expression a little strange, and he said to the old Chinese: "I suspect you are driving, but there is no evidence." ”

The customer suddenly leaned on the pillar and laughed, "Hey, I remembered a joke to tell you." It is said that many years ago, there was a war between the ancient country of Dongshan and the ancient country of Xishan, and there was a wise man in the country of Dongshan who offered a treasure to the lord of the country, and he built an invisible chariot and horse, which was hidden from the body to the horse's shoe. Stopping in the royal court, even the masters of the palace guards could not perceive it, and the lord of the country was overjoyed, so he sent the most powerful assassin in his own country to assassinate the king of Xishan Kingdom in a divine carriage. And guess what? As soon as I entered the palace, I was found and caught. Because although the carriage can hide its tracks, the people in the carriage cannot! Hahahahahaha, happy to death. ”

Customers laughed in the street and were overwhelmed with joy. It also touched the wound in the abdomen and coughed vigorously.

"Zhouzi", whose eyes were still shining just now, didn't want to laugh at all.

The customer coughed out of breath, but he easily recovered and raised his head and asked, "Why aren't you smiling?"

"Zhouzi" still doesn't want to laugh, and he still wants to kill someone.

The customer looked down on his face and asked awkwardly, "This story can't be true, right?"

The old man stood up from the "car" and raised his hand as a whip.

I couldn't see anything, and it was obviously more than ten meters away, and there was a whining sound falling on the air, and the speed was extremely fast, and the customer threw himself to the side to avoid it. Then the back was whipped by the "whip" that turned back at some point, and the two layers of magic clothes were torn with great force, and the skin was opened.

The old man also held a "small whip" in his left hand, and quickly hit the horse's buttocks with the small whip, calling "drive". Then the "carriage" changed its state of slow and slow, and suddenly rushed forward as if teleporting, and instantly collided head-on with the customer who was whipped forward and pounced. The customer's body was like a sack of leaky rice, spitting blood in mid-air, rolling backwards, and being knocked to the other side of the street.

The old man stood on the cart, volleying condescendingly, and two invisible horses jogged two steps, slowly walking towards the customer in the distance. The old man was a little regretful, "I was whipped by me once, and the pain was severe to the bone, but the qi will accelerate the accumulation." I was hit by my baby car once, and the qi that I had managed to condense on my body would collapse again. My baby car is actually the most suitable for torture and killing. It's just a pity that it's in the city now, and there isn't enough time. ”

On the roof in the distance, Jing Anlang had already noticed that something was wrong, and the sound of the night owl changed, so he summoned his colleagues to surround him.

"It's a pity, how dare you tease your customers like this in normal times. It's hard to catch this cheap and pick up your corpse. It's too late to taste you. ”

The old man drove closer, "It's not fun, I can only go faster." If you still have the strength, turn over, I'm going to run your ass. ”

The old man raised his whip, and the carriage accelerated again, rushing towards the figure on the ground.

The customer lying on the ground pursed his lips and said vigorously, "There is not enough time."

Then he jumped up, and a huge scythe appeared in his hand.

The carriage drove by quickly. The coachman's eyebrows were bloody, and his body was split in half.

The customer landed on one knee with a sickle in his hand, trying to strike a beautiful pose. But he couldn't hold on, and he lay on the ground with a scythe. The young man who was really at the end of the crossbow was lying on the ground and still muttering, "Phew, but how can a man say fast." ”

Behind him, the old man and the carriage collided with the archway at the other end, with a loud bang.

When Jing Anlang arrived, he only saw the carriage that had been cut in half and the corpse of the old driver.

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In the city, the rich water building silver shop.

In the side room in the backyard, the big guy Ah Qing turned over and sat up from the bed and lit the glass candle on the table. On the other bed in the house, the guy Chen Laoshi was still asleep. Ah Qing put on his clothes, held the lamp and pushed the door out, looking out from the courtyard to the north.

An hour ago, the night owls on the east side of the city were loud, and there were drums from the letter tower, and they had already woken up. Even in Linzi City, it is only once in the past half a year that can alarm so many night owls and make Xinlou beat the drum. Most of the residents of Linzi, even if they hear it, they will not be surprised to sleep.

But just now, the young man clearly heard something in his sleep, and it felt like it was not far from the silver building.

It's just that it's only for looking, it's been curfew, and I don't dare to leave the hospital.

In the darkness, there was also a light lit up, and Xu Lao Sikui walked out of the courtyard gate with a lantern. Ah Qing took two steps forward, bowed down and said hello, "Old Xu, why are you awake?"

"When I was old and shallow, I was woken up by the sound of drums, and I couldn't sleep and went out for a walk. Xu Sikui rubbed his eyes, "You are a strong young man, why don't you dream of your little lady, why are you dangling?"

Ah Qing touched his head, hesitated for a moment and didn't mention the matter of his second awakening, "I just made such a big move, I don't worry, I still want to inspect it, don't let the thieves harm the building." ”

Xu Sikui's eyes widened, "Don't worry, with me, the building will be fine." No matter how bad it is, there are still those guards outside. Qing boy has a good mind, go back to sleep quickly, and have a deacon tomorrow morning. ”

Ah Qing responded with a sigh, then turned around and pushed the door. He turned around again and asked curiously, "Old Xu, did you hear any impact sound nearby?"

Xu Sikui smiled on his face, "No, what's wrong?"

Aqing said that it was okay, okay, and he was relieved to enter the house. Blow out the candle from above the glass lamp, undress and lie down on the bed. The moon was shining outside the window, casting Xu Sikui's shadow on the window paper and leaving slowly.

Farther away, in Xicheng, in a barren small courtyard, an ordinary couple lay on the bed.

In the thin quilt, the husband arched his head over the woman's shoulders, "Hey, hey, it's a bit miserable." You don't care?"

The woman's eyes lit up, "What's the matter, I've become a temper, and I've lost my temper during the day, so I think I've looked at it twice." Now arch me?"

The husband's tone was sullen, "Isn't this afraid that you will feel distressed." People have to look good, you look old, I'm sad, I look good-looking and I feel sorry for you when you are beaten, and I feel sorry too. ”

The woman had a cold face, "People have to look good, I look at a woman's house twice, it should be." He was beaten so badly that you are a big man who makes me feel sorry for me? You think I am not as good-looking as him. ”

The husband was aggrieved, "How can I mean that." No matter how you say that people are good-looking, it's you, and it's you who don't let me care, it's all reasonable. ”

The woman was even more angry, "I am a woman, and it is my nature to be reasonable." Got an opinion?"

The husband admitted, "No opinion, no opinion, if you don't care, you don't care." ”

The woman said, "Go to bed first." ”

The husband groaned and leaned his body against the woman, but the summer was hot, and the woman did not move.

The sound of insects curls.

After a while, the woman spoke up again, "Look again, it's all little minions, there should be people." ”

The husband promised, "Okay." ”

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At the beginning of Mao, Shan Xuan, Yang Qi pushes all things up, and Yin Qi stops.

The sky will dawn.

On the edge of the large lake in the city, the young man, who had changed into clean clothes and had been hiding in the garden in the southwest for half the night, planned to leave for several small islands in the center of the lake. After dawn, there are many people in the lake, and it is inconvenient for the roller shutter people to run to the lake to find people.

In the misty sky, there are already lakeside boaters going out to fish.

The customer looked at this picture of getting up in the morning to fish, proud, chanting poetry, Mo Daojun walked early, and there were still early pedestrians.

Then the young man saw the road by the lake, and a tall figure stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, dressed in white and crowned.

The young man bowed his head and scolded secretly, Mo Daojun walked early, and there were still early pedestrians.

The young man stepped forward stupidly, "You're not here to kill me, are you?"

The high-crowned old man turned his head and asked with a smile, "Let's go?"

The customer thinks about it or keeps up, half a step behind the old man.

White clothes and white robes, green shirts and green shirts.

Wear jade sachets.

In the morning light, two well-dressed people walked slowly.

(5472 words.) I'm sorry for taking so long to take a leave of absence, and I'm thinking about other story lines outside Linzi City, and I'm going to lay the groundwork in the next few chapters. ）

(The next chapter, Chapter 7, will be updated on July 15.) ）