He just breathed a sigh of relief and didn't fall off the horse.

Quietly let Xie Shiji sit back in the car, and then Chen Qingniu quietly stretched out his finger and drew a light blood groove on the left cheek, seeing Xie Shiji's blank look, he said softly: "Hide people's eyes." ”

Xie Shiji nodded, her fingers hooked on her arm, and the blood flowed like a stream, and she didn't bandage it.

Chen Qingniu had a headache when he saw it, and it was so far that he couldn't say anything, so he had to say angrily: "Take out the edict and the pass, and you will be able to use it soon." ”

Xie Shiji silently unpacked his bags and took out the edict and two copies of the seal.

Wang Xuetao's death was soon discovered, and then the terrified rune took out a blue and purple talisman and threw it into the air, which cracked like a firecracker.

A moment later, more than 20 figures rose into the air in Ma Weijun's town, as if a long rainbow rose from the ground, all of them flew towards the south gate, several of them stood on the city wall, looked around, and more cultivators jumped off the wall and chased after the woman.

Among them, there was an old man in a long robe, who went directly to the south with his sword, leaving a series of rumbling sounds that shook the sky above everyone's heads.

The saber ranger, who had been kicked to the ground by two dismounted horsemen, seemed to have not recovered his soul yet, and his eyes were obsessed with looking at the corpse that had been helped off the horse.

A moment ago, Wang Xuetao, a fierce general in Xiliang who was still in charge of confidential military affairs, was already too dead to die anymore.

The ranger, who was on his knees, suddenly widened his eyes and roared, "How can this be?!"

As a result, a rider with red eyes smashed the back of the head with the hilt of a knife, and the latter fell to the dirt road.

Chen Qingniu turned a blind eye to this, just looked at the corpse that was still hanging in iron armor, and the precious horse lance that fell to the ground, his eyes were complicated, and he sighed.

In an instant, those feudal marquis worshiped generals, opened up borders and expanded borders, and were extremely popular ministers, whose fame has been immortalized through the ages, and they have all become a piece of loess.

If the crockpot is not broken from the well, the general will inevitably die in battle.

But this Wang Xuetao died a little unjustly.

If it weren't for the ranger's unintentional move to divert his attention, Wang Xuetao's rather good martial arts cultivation and the strict protection of the two military monks, even if the assassin succeeded by luck with his intention or unintentionality, he would definitely not be able to escape.

Chen Qingniu subconsciously glanced at the horse lance again, and sure enough, he saw Zhu Zhenying's so-called "lingering complex", its existence was not to let the rider's subordinates show mercy, but to prevent killing, the lance pierced through the body too long to pull out.

But this time, it was Wang Xuetao's subordinates who should not have shown mercy, so that he died on the spot.

The monk in the army who killed the flying sword out of the sheath was the most angry, both the anger of the assassination of the general, and the panic of the impending military punishment, he sat on the back of the horse, staring at the ranger who should be cut by a thousand knives, the spirit of the sea of qi vibrated violently, pulling the flying sword, the hilt of the sword in the scabbard, trembling incessantly, like a woman whimpering.

Monks serving in the army, especially at the border where there is constant fighting, have always been rewarded richly, paid well, and most of them are responsible for personal protection of the generals, and if they are not necessary, they are always inseparable.

It is necessary to prevent the opposing monk from "entering a no-man's land, and take the head of the general from among the ten thousand armies", of course, if the enemy monk is not helpful, the own monk will behead the general and capture the flag with the permission of the main general, and the battle feats are extremely impressive.

As a monk, it is not difficult to leave the battlefield once or twice in the face of ordinary soldiers, like ants, but almost every year there are such monks who do not know how to accept them, and they are targeted by the enemy masters who are urgently dispatched, and it is often difficult to escape the fate of being beheaded.

There are only two major death holes for the monks in the army, one is to retreat without a fight, and the other is that their own army has not been defeated, but the main general has died.

At the least, the registration will be cut, and the worst will be executed!

A beautiful bearded monk who flew over the city, noticed the strangeness of the sword cultivator, stood beside the ranger, and reminded in a cold voice: "This person is extremely suspicious, and he needs to be arrested and handed over to the General's Mansion for interrogation." ”

Jian Xiu snorted coldly.

The flying sword in the scabbard gradually calmed down.

The rune burst into tears, looked at the ranger, gritted his teeth, and said, "Bastard! You killed General Wang!"

The ranger's eyes flashed with panic, guilt, and fear, and for some reason, in the end, there was only a persistent fanaticism left, shouting: "I'm just trying to save people?

The ranger repeats the words "wrong is not death" again and again.

Chen Qingniu sat against the wall, holding his cheeks and staring at the crazy ranger, not knowing what he was thinking.

After Xie Shiji handed over the edict and the seal, especially the edict from the domain, the gold and copper shafts were smeared, and the weight was heavy, plus there were the jade seal of the Son of Heaven from the seal and ribbon supervisor, the seal of the military department and the seal of the Liangwang Domain, and the seal of the three parties, the soldiers of Ma Wei Junzhen naturally knew the goods, and the conspicuous injuries of the master and servant quickly cleared the suspicion.

Chen Qingniu slowly came back to his senses, and after waiting quietly for half an hour, the post road convoy moved slowly again.

The ranger's life is worry-free for the time being, but it is estimated that life will be worse than death soon.

Wang Xuetao's identity is not just as simple as a town lord.

Zhu Zhenying said that Wang Xuetao's brother, the famous name in the land of Gyeonggi, is simply a child's cry, whether it is the secretary of the clan, the local hero, all bow their heads, and only dare to scold in private as "Wang mowing grass", and the world knows that Wang Songtao is extremely close to his younger brother Wang Xuetao, the two brothers were born in the Shu clan, and they have depended on each other since childhood, and the deep feelings can be imagined.

It can be said that Wang Xuetao's violent death has a far-reaching impact.

When Chen Qingniu looked up at the plaque "Crouching Tiger" at the city gate, he frowned and said softly: "Forget it." ”

Xie Shiji shook the burden on his back, and after hearing the words, he stopped moving, and continued to drive forward, the city gate cave was not pitch black, but the light was a little dim.

Chen Qingniu seemed to say to himself, "I see. ”

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Chen Qingniu went to the Wuwei General's Mansion to post a visit, and was told that he would not accept visitors today, unless it involved a border war, the General's Mansion would be closed and let Chen Qingniu go to the post house in the city to wait for the notice.

This is a reasonable thing, Wang Xuetao's death is enough to make Gao Dajiao anxious, how can he be distracted to receive Chen Qingniu, a low-ranking general, not to mention the martial law in the whole city, as the general's mansion as a transit hub for military orders, it is even more inappropriate to put strangers and so on at this time.

Chen Qingniu was told that he could go to the Qingzhu Post House to stay, and the military generals and captains of the four counties under the jurisdiction of Liangzhou, the envoys and border patrol officials were all handed over to this post house to welcome and send it, which is one of the largest post houses in the northwest border, in addition to the necessary buildings of the post house, there are additional pavilions and pavilions, and even chiseled ponds and planted trees, just like the mansion of a wealthy family in the Guannai.

However, according to Chen Qingniu's edict, after arriving at the Qingzhu Post House, he was only arranged in a small hall, but fortunately, the bedding and tea sets were still clean, and there was no musty smell in the corners of the house.

The top spot of the green post house is a middle-aged post man surnamed Liu, it stands to reason that he is a lowly and small official, and he can't even be called an official, in the capital, the clear and turbid division of the officials is a world of difference, but the hurried post man just glanced at the edict, and then he no longer cares, and greeted Chen Qingniu politely and estrangedly, and then complained about it officially, saying that at the moment Ma Weijun Town convened the generals of the nine towns, just dispersed, and there are still many generals stranded in the post house, so the hall is really tense, and only a separate hall has just been vacated.

Chen Qingniu didn't bother with him, nodded and agreed, he and Xie Shiji originally needed to work hard to nourish their qi, almost day and night, it didn't matter whether they were squeezed into a room or not, but Chen Qingniu also knew that although it was a fact that the hall was tense, it was just that those luxuriously decorated upper halls must be vacant, but if he was a low-grade military general who had not yet taken office, and swaggered into it, it would be equivalent to breaking the rules of the entire post house, and that post man could roll up and get out of the house tomorrow.

Chen Qingniu once looked at the pen notes of the past dynasties, and the interesting thing is that on the pen notes, there are many essays and annotations of the later generations of guest secretaries on the experience of the predecessors. There was once a guest secretary who saw this sentence in the pen of the previous generation of the guest secretary, "There is a thing in the world, which is the most inviolable, the most capable of killing people invisibly, even the saints of the three religions are jealous, only the monks of the Ascension Realm can be a little fearless." So he took up the pen and asked the "ancients" in small letters, "What is this thing?" At that time, the previous guest secretary had already died, so naturally there was no answer. It was only after the guest secretary who asked the question also became an ancient man that the later generation of guest secretary replied, "Rules." ”

So after these annotations, another guest asked, "Aren't my monks trying to break down barriers and attain immortality, aren't they the most unruly people in the world?"

It's a pity that this problem has been passed on to Chen Qingniu until all the notes are passed on, and no one has written here to solve the puzzle.

Acting arrogantly and arrogantly, the depth of this statement is actually difficult to say, after all, people are more popular than dead people, and each person has his own life background, chance, and the benchmark is different.

Don't talk about others, just say that he Chen Qingniu, when he ran errands in Liulifang, he took a look at the Oiran, that is, he was bold, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and if he was unlucky, he would be beaten up, and if he died, he would die.

But time has passed, and the current Qing'e Mountain Immortal Master, strolling in the mansion, killed the emperor's secret envoy from the capital, and killed him.

But the root of everything still lies in the word rules.

As long as you do things within the rules, you rarely capsize, but if you don't follow the rules, you have to have the consciousness of being killed by a wave.

"If you are not a person with great perseverance, great opportunity, and great luck, you can't break the rules. ”

After Chen Qingniu sat down, he tapped a finger lightly on the tabletop and muttered to himself, "Stick to the rules, follow the rules......"

Over there at the inn.

Not long after Chen Qingniu went to the other hall, an ordinary-looking post house handyman appeared beside Yi Cheng, and Yi Cheng said softly: "There is no mistake in the edict pass, and it is completely consistent with the information of the Spring Water Pavilion in Liangzhou. ”

The miscellaneous servant nodded and said, "Then these two can completely dissociate themselves." ”

Yi Cheng looked out of the gate with his hands in his sleeves, and said worriedly: "This bright and beautiful time in spring has suddenly become an eventful autumn." ”

The handyman sighed: "Who said no, we are in big trouble." If Wang Songtao chooses to defect in anger, the bunnies in the capital will have to jump hard......"

Yi Cheng said in a low voice: "Be cautious!"

The handyman's face changed slightly, and he quickly closed his mouth.

Inside the house.

The corners of Chen Qingniu's mouth sneered, first took off the dangguo sword and put it on the windowsill, Xie Shiji also took off his bag and put it on the table, and then walked to the door, holding a half-intercepted spear.

This is obviously meant to close the door and beat the dog.

Chen Qingniu sat on the stool, opened the package slowly, slowly took out the book of "Rites and Justice" that was carefully wrapped in silk, spread it on the table, and after turning a page casually, he grabbed the page with two fingers, his face was full of pain, and heaven and man were at war.

There was a snap.

A yellow wooden box opened on its own, no more than a foot long and wide, the wood material was flat, and there was no pattern decoration.

A multicolored puppet jumped high from the box and landed on the outside of the cloth bag, and several wisps of purple gas lingered around the puppet's body, and the puppet's joints creaked like living creatures.

Standing part, there is a bamboo flute on the slender waist.

Lifelike.

Like a living person.