In the treasury of the Yongwang Mansion.

Zhang Jiao walked lazily in it, as if he was wandering in his own garden, looking left and right.

For a while, I pinched the palm-sized translucent glass bowl and took a look, and then grabbed a string of plates of pulp and rounded agarwood in my hand to play.

Like a mouse in a rice bowl, he wandered through the treasury as if he were a stranger.

Many access controls and locks in the library are as if they didn't exist for Zhang Jiao.

He often just stretched out his hand, and the treasures in the box were like life, passing through the box strangely, and then jumping out and falling into Zhang Jiao's hands to let him play with it.

He only glanced at the ordinary gold and silver belongings, and focused more on the strange and strange items collected by King Yong.

After some searching, he really found a few treasures.

Purple Ganoderma lucidum: Lingzhi that grows in the deep mountains and old forests, because it absorbs a wisp of purple gas when growing, so the whole body is purple-red. Its taste is sweet, warm, can enter the heart, spleen, kidney, lung four meridians, is a rare thing. This item can be exchanged for fifteen merit points at the end of the mission.

Night Huazhu: Hanging pearls and hanging down, looking at it like a star during the day, and looking at it like the moon at night. Also known as "with the pearl", "hanging bead", "weeping thorn", "bright moon pearl", often wear in the body, can avoid all evils, can contain its gods. It can also be used as a feng shui town object, placed in the house, to ward off evil spirits. This item can be exchanged for 20 merit at the end of the mission.

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After Zhang Jiao put these things away, he looked at the gold and silver finances hidden in the treasury, as well as a large number of ordnance and armor, but he didn't take a penny and left quietly.

Although the seeds have been planted, it still takes time for them to take root and sprout.

You also have to take advantage of this time to prepare more, otherwise who will believe the gods who don't know everything?

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's winter again.

It has been a year since Zhang Jiao came to this world, and the whole world is more and more dilapidated and erosive than when he first came.

Ten rooms and nine emptiness, the people are not happy.

Chestnut Town.

Located in the south-central part of the Northland, there were many business travelers in the past, and it can be called a prosperous place.

The inns, restaurants, tea shops, gambling halls, and brothels in the town can be said to have everything, which is quite a bit of a sparrow although it is small.

It's just that this once prosperous town has turned into a sea of fire at the moment.

In the midst of the raging fire, countless homeless believers chanting "Sanyang Protection" poured in like a tide from the broken city gate.

When they saw people, they killed them, they robbed them, and they burned houses when they saw them.

Many of the residents who were hiding in the cellars of the houses could not bear the scorching smoke of the flames, and as soon as they escaped from the houses, they were swarmed by the wandering homeless people and turned into playthings and food.

In the endless roars and screams, the entire town of Chestnut was completely reduced to hell on earth.

In the midst of the raging fire.

Zhang Jiao was far away when he smelled a strong smell of burnt smell in the air.

As soon as he entered the town, his eyes swept over the scene of hell.

In the midst of the fireworks, every few steps there was a horrific corpse, lying naked in a pool of blood.

A large amount of flesh and blood on the corpse was missing, revealing Sensen's white bones, as if they had been cut off.

Zhang Jiao took a few steps forward with a gloomy face.

At the corner of the street, I saw more than a dozen people with their heads, and they couldn't tell whether it was the Sanyang Society believers or the homeless people who were coerced gathered next to the corpse, and from time to time they tore off a piece from it, and after baking it on the house that was lit next to it, they couldn't wait to stuff it into their mouths and swallow it like a demon in the world.

The more than a dozen homeless people who were curled up and hid next to him and kept eating stopped eating after seeing him.

They immediately grabbed the stones and sticks around them, and pounced on them with a strange cry.

"Sanyang blessed. ”

"Sanyang blessed. ”

In the frenzied chanting, Zhang Jiao had already looked at the homeless people who rushed over first.

I saw that his eyes were cloudy and bloodshot, and his dirt-covered face was hideous, making it impossible to tell whether it was a human or a ghost.

Zhang Jiao stared at him, but he couldn't affect his mind in the slightest.

In a trance, these Sanyang Society believers rushed in front of Zhang Jiao.

The sharp, angular stone in his hand slammed down on his head.

The sound of the wind hit the face, and only the sound of a "Zheng" knife could be heard.

A slender demon knife had already flown out.

In the terrible sword light, the figure that rushed over instantly split into two halves and fell.

"Slash. ”

Zhang Jiao stared at the mob that was cut into two pieces, but still wanted to pounce on him, and had a faint realization in his heart.

He, or they, have long been insane and have no reason at all.

The cold light flickered, and the demon knives flying beside him slashed through the rushing figures one after another.

The demon-like Sanyang Society believer was immediately split in two and fell to the ground, but the rest of the people behind him still screamed as if they had not been affected in any way.

The light of the knife flickered, and the corpses piled up on the ground gradually increased, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, but the slightest effect could not frighten them.

"Two slashes. ”

"Three slashes. ”

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"Fourteen slashes. ”

The low sound of the demon knife finally fell silent.

More than a dozen corpses, broken in half, fell in front of him.

Zhang Jiao stepped over the corpse without changing his face, and was about to leave, but suddenly retreated again, carefully observing the broken corpse on the ground.

I saw that these freshly dead bodies were like balls of deflated skin, and in such a short moment, they had already dried up, and they were like cucumbers that had been left for too long, full of decay and decay.

He lightly touched the corpse, and immediately found that the essence and soul in the corpse were being carried out by the blood that kept flowing out, floating far into the air.

Zhang Jiao raised his head and saw a strange and distorted figure looming in the smoke above the town filled with black smoke.

Between the distorted faces, it was vaguely similar to the strange gods that the three Heavenly Venerables had fused.

He roared, cursed, and laughed.

Three distorted and mixed faces looked at the burning town beneath them, and let out a shout that ordinary people could not hear.

"Burn, burn. Everything is burned, and Sanyang is reborn. ”

"Praise Sanyang and create a prosperous world. ”

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In his fanatical shouting, the Sanyang believers in the city became more and more fanatical, creating human tragedies one after another.

In the thick of smoke, the entire town was sacrificed to the strange twisted figure in the sky.

Resentment, fanaticism, flesh, soul......

He did not refuse to come, and he ate and consumed all these innumerable and invisible sacrifices into himself.

Zhang Jiao shuddered when he saw it, muttering to himself.

"Crazy, crazy. Sanyang will be really completely insane. What the hell did they worship?"

He walked apathetic along the wreckage, and what he saw made him more and more manic.

A faint and bloody color spread in his eyes, and ominous handwriting kept appearing in his eyes, and then turned into a drop of blood and tears on the ground.

The faint color of blood spread rapidly from his feet, mingling with the ash of the streets, attracting no one's attention in the slightest.

Zhang Jiao casually held the demon knife flying beside him, half-resisted on his shoulder, and walked like a walk

Blood-colored ground.

Strands of black hair spread out from where he walked, intertwining and circling behind him, looking very eerie.

But the mob that was constantly surrounding him in front of him was completely oblivious, staring at him with fanatical expressions, eager to try.

Zhang Jiao looked at them, a hideous smile cracked at the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head when he was about to vent the violence in his heart.

Suddenly, a loud roar came from afar.

"Friend, let's go. Don't get entangled with these demons. ”

Zhang Jiao followed the roar, and saw a team of well-armored soldiers rushing towards him in the crowd not far away.

In a short time, the soldiers had already killed him.

When the young general who took the lead rushed to Zhang Jiao's side, he looked at the broken corpses scattered behind him, and then looked at the long knife in his hand, and immediately shouted.

"Good knife, good knife technique!"

"Strong man, don't entangle with these demons, they have been completely controlled by the evil law of the Three Yang Society. Let's go. ”

He said as he rushed forward.

The soldiers who followed him immediately pushed Zhang Jiao and ran out together.

Zhang Jiao was wrapped in the soldiers and kept running in the direction of the outside of the city. He looked at the blood-stained soldiers on both sides, and finally restrained the evil in his eyes slightly.

When they had completely run through the corner, countless black strands of black hair had sprung up from the ground like mushrooms after a rain, piercing the thugs who had caught up.

Dozens of miles outside the town of Li, across the river.

After crossing the river and seeing that there were few pursuers behind them, the breath that insisted on in his chest finally leaked out, and he collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Several soldiers who had just rushed out looked in the direction of Lizhen, where smoke was billowing out, their eyes were red, and they couldn't cry for a while. Even the youngster was no exception.

He was kneeling by the river at the moment, whispering incessantly.

"Dad, mother......"

Zhang Jiao stood beside them and waited quietly not far away.

It wasn't until they had calmed down that they stepped forward and threw over a bag of wine from nowhere.

"Warm up with a drink. ”

The young general was not polite, pulled out the stopper and poured a big mouthful, and then handed the wine bag to the brother next to him.

"Take a bite of all. ”

He looked at the white hair on the back of Zhang Jiao's head, and suddenly his heart moved, remembering a wanted notice that he seemed to have seen on the notice board before.

The wanted person has gray hair.

He immediately narrowed his eyes, and when he was about to interrogate him habitually, he suddenly felt a chuckle in his heart, and immediately dispelled this idea.

"Lizhen is gone, what are you still arresting people for?"

He smiled bitterly and handed back the little wine bag he had left, and said with a somewhat depressed expression, "I'm sorry, I have a lot of brothers, how much money is this wine, I bought it." ”

"A little turbid wine is not a valuable thing, the general is polite. Zhang Jiao said indifferently.

"Thank you very much. If he has the opportunity one day, he will definitely invite a friend to have a drink with you. ”

The young general in front of him immediately clasped his hands into fists and thanked him, then pondered for a moment and said, "I'm about to set off, but the strong man wants to go with us?"

Zhang Jiao looked at his gaze, but avoided talking about his invitation, and asked him, "Where is the general going?"

The young general looked at the soldiers around him, and immediately replied, "I am going to take everyone to Yong'an City, where King Yong is located, I have an uncle who works in King Yong's mansion, and when the time comes, I can go to his old man's house for one or two, so I can take care of it." When the time comes, when he enters the army of the Yongwang, there may not be no day of revenge. ”

At the end of his words, it was as if the evil spirit between his words was overflowing.

When the soldier next to him heard this, he suddenly felt like he had taken a reassuring pill, and his eyes were a little more bright.

Zhang Jiao immediately understood, the young general's words were not only said to himself, but also to the soldiers who followed him.

"If we don't give them a little hope of a goal, this team of soldiers will probably not be able to hold out for a few days. ”

When he was thinking like this, the young general continued to invite him, "Strong man, do you want to go with us?"

Zhang Jiao shook his head and said, "I still have things to do, so I won't go with you." Then we will say goodbye and see you again in the future. ”

The young general still did not give up and continued to persuade.

"Zhuangman, although you have good martial arts, but now that the North is in chaos, the Sanyang Society has occupied most of the Northland, and your two fists are difficult to defeat the four hands, not to mention that the demons of the Sanyang Society are even more evil, if you continue to move forward, you will definitely meet them again, and then it will be dangerous and unpredictable!"

As soon as he said that, a soldier next to him said, "Yes, strong man, come with us." The demons of the Three Yang Society are really good at evil laws. ”

"You don't know what I saw this morning while guarding the city. ”

"Have you ever seen a human wall? a real human wall. ”

The soldiers did not wait for everyone to answer, but began to ask and answer themselves.

"I've seen it, I've seen it. ”

"This morning, I was patrolling the city with the pillars, and as soon as we reached the section of the city wall opposite Liu's house, we saw a head rushing over in the distance. ”

As he said this, the expression on the soldier's face gradually became frightened, and his body began to tremble involuntarily, and even his speech was a little slurred.

The person next to him quickly patted him, but he continued to talk as if he was stunned.

"The stake and I quickly ran back and signaled, but before everyone could assemble. The other side attacked the city. ”

"Our city is one foot two feet high, and the opposite side is full of unarmed outcasts, do you know how they attacked the city?"

They shouted and rushed under the wall, and the one who went first lay down directly on the ground, and the one behind immediately stepped on him and climbed up, and then lay down, and then the latter stepped on it. In a matter of moments, the wall of men they had built was higher than ours. ”

"What a wall!"

The soldier kept gesturing, and the fear on his face grew stronger.

"And so they climbed up, and every guy who acted as a human wall was laughing, laughing. ”

"I watched them be trampled to the point of no breath, their sternum shattered, and their flesh and blood were blurred, but they were still smiling on their faces!"

As he spoke, he suddenly collapsed to the ground, his limbs pressed against the ground, as if he had been trampled on his chest and breathless, his tone was intermittent, but his head was still raised high, and an exaggerated smile was torn out of his frightened face.

"They just looked at us and laughed and laughed at us all the time. ”

"Hahaha. ”

"Hahaha. ”