As the sun fades away, the night comes.

Originally, he was going to rush to the pass of the Tang Dynasty today, but in the end, for some reason, he suddenly decided not to leave.

The explanation that Wen Zhaohui brought to Zong Xiu was to prevent changes on the road, and it was vaguely revealed that it seemed that someone from the Middle Capital Worship Hall would come to answer it, and it would arrive early tomorrow morning, and it would be safer to set off after the convergence.

Zong Xiu doesn't care, he has his own things to do anyway. Zong Xiu had lowered the aura flowing in his body to a low point, only maintaining normal operation, and most of the aura was used to wrap the silver spirit needle, and then slowly dissolved with the help of water milling.

Wen Zhaohui arranged a room for Zong Xiu, but Zong Xiu didn't have the heart to stay in the room, he could feel that nothing was destined to happen tonight.

In the inconspicuous corner of the rooster pass, where the carriages were placed, dozens of carriages were lined up in several rows, and a bonfire was lit at the very edge, five sergeants were roasting the fire to ward off the cold of the autumn night, and the other five were fully armed and standing straight.

There were ten sergeants guarding the area, divided into two shifts, and changing places every hour they passed.

At this moment, a person walked slowly towards this side, and the vigilant sergeant involuntarily pressed the hilt of the sword, and when he saw his face clearly, he relaxed again and saluted: "Zong worship." ”

The person who came was Zong Ziyu, and he said to one of the sergeants in front: "You can go and rest, the deputy head of the hall will let me be on duty in the first half of the night, and Wen will come to replace me in the second half of the night." ”

The status of these immortal cultivators was naturally far from being comparable to them, and the sergeant said with a flattering smile: "Just choose a carriage to rest in it, there are us here!"

But then he whispered: "Is there something happening tonight?" Yao Offering just came half an hour ago, and now the Sect Offering you are coming again. ”

Zong Ziyu was about to go inside, but when he heard the sergeant's words, he stopped again and asked, "Has Yao Xianfeng been here?"

The sergeant replied, "He's still inside." ”

He also said strangely: "Yao Xianfeng also said that he came to guard on the order of the deputy head of the hall, don't you know about the sect worship?"

Zong Ziyu's face changed a few times, and then he spoke: "Maybe I made a mistake about the time on duty, since Yao is here, I will go back." ”

Then he said: "Yao is enshrined inside, you don't have to work so hard outside, you won't go on a business trip." ”

The sergeant thanked him first, and then said, "This is our duty, and we dare not slack off." ”

Zong Ziyu nodded, didn't say much, and turned around and left directly, leaving only the sergeants with a confused face.

A young sergeant said, "Shall we go and inform Yao to worship?"

Another veteran sergeant said, "What do you know? Just keep your post." ”

The young sergeant muttered, "I always feel that the sect offering is a little strange. ”

The old sergeant said slowly: "It's more strange to say that Yao is worshipped. ”

The young sergeant was about to ask why, when his eyes widened in disbelief as he watched his comrades who had been standing straight all slowly fall to the ground, and he was about to signal when a sharp blade rested in front of his throat, and the blade was pressed so tightly that the young sergeant could even feel a cut in the skin on his neck.

A cold voice came: "Don't move. ”

Although it was an autumn night, the young sergeant could not stop sweating on his forehead, and he wanted to shout loudly, but he did not have the courage to risk his life.

The cold voice continued: "I ask you to answer, don't play tricks, or I will cut off your head." ”

After saying that, he moved the blade slightly, and a drop of blood slid down his neck, quickly cooling in the night wind.

"Where is Your Majesty hidden by you?"

"Your Majesty...... Next?"

Perhaps realizing that the meaning of this statement was unclear, the man changed his words: "Emperor of the Song Kingdom." ”

The young sergeant could only shake his head, the man snorted coldly, and the knife quickly pressed down on his neck again, and was about to exert force, when a female voice said, "Slow." ”

She walked out of the darkness, came to the young sergeant, and said softly, "Where has your Yao worship gone?"

The young sergeant was about to shake his head again, but he didn't know if it was the blade in his neck that scared him, or the eyes that were as moving as autumn water although his face was masked, so he couldn't bear to be deceived, in short, under complicated emotions, he said with difficulty: "Second row, second carriage." ”

"The rest of the carriages are ......"

"It's a crossbowman, and if someone accidentally lifts their curtain, they will attack. ”

After the young sergeant said this, one after another people came out of the darkness, which made the young sergeant unable to believe what he saw in front of him, why did there appear so many black-clothed and masked people in this heavily guarded rooster pass?

But he was destined not to know the answer, and the man who had held him hostage from behind covered his mouth, and with a stroke of the blade, he died without a sound.

The woman who asked earlier frowned, and said unhappily: "Just knock him out, why take his life?"

The man saluted slightly, but still replied coldly: "Spare his life at this moment, see each other on the battlefield, and he is also an enemy." Besides, as the guard of the general of the Tang Dynasty, he will not be contaminated with the blood of our Song Kingdom, which is the destination he deserves. ”

Another female voice said: "It's important to go to your Emperor Song first." ”

The two men would not really quarrel over one soldier, and when they heard this, they all gathered around the carriage that the young sergeant had spoken, while another dark figure lightly attached a talisman to the rest of the carriages.

A voice spoke: "Yao Xian, the deputy head of the hall invites you to come over." ”

There was no response in the carriage.

"Yao Xian, the deputy head of the hall invites you to discuss important matters in the past. ”

The voice was repeated again, and the result was as before, and there was no sound in the carriage.

Although everyone held their breath silently, they couldn't help but look at each other, only the black shadow who came back with the talisman said: "It's sound insulation, he can't hear us." ”

"So what?"

"Break it directly. ”

Several people looked at each other, then nodded.

The person who said that it was soundproofing pointed a little finger, and the carriage suddenly burst open, and then his body flashed in, and the aura came out through his body, pointing on the body of a fat person, sealing the major points.

After the carriage was torn apart, revealing the situation inside, the two female voices from before suddenly snorted softly, avoiding their gaze.

I saw a middle-aged man and a seven or eight-year-old child sitting on the side of the carriage, unable to move, only eyes full of tears and resentment, while an obese man was naked, holding a young woman who was also naked.

The man who restrained the obesity was very calm and said, "Is it the emperor, crown prince and empress of your Song Kingdom?"

The cold voice from before rang out: "Somewhat similar, but not. ”

"Isn't it?"

Several voices rang out, and the female voice that had avoided her gaze turned around, while the fat man who was restrained and the black-clad masked man who restrained him were full of surprise.