I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

The people in those secret pavilions were very heavy when they met Zhang Dongyun's eyes.

The other party seemed to be able to see the bottom of their hearts at a glance.

Such a terrifying feeling seems to have never happened when facing the owner of the pavilion.

"Senior misunderstood. I waited for Ming Guangwei to give orders."

The leader said: "We are all errands underneath. Where will the real secrets be our turn to know? If we really know something, we are afraid that we will kill ourselves first."

The black-clothed old man in the incarnation of Zhang Dongyun looked at and smiled.

The other party felt a dry throat and swallowed subconsciously: "I waited for this trip mainly to be ordered to hunt down the remnants of the Chen family, and collect some information on Longbei County along the way. I have a little harvest with me, and the seniors can see it."

He took out a small cloth bag from his cuff and opened it.

There are several letters in it.

Zhang Dongyun took it and put it away first, and read it immediately when he was not busy.

"The old man is still more interested in what you dictated."

Those Ming Guangwei all looked bitter.

They waited to argue again, and when the old man in black raised his hand in front of him, black mist appeared and enveloped them.

The few people were in the dark fog, and they couldn't see their companions anymore, only themselves were left, and they couldn't see five fingers around.

Zhang Dongyun's voice resounded in the darkness:

"The old man doesn't care what kind of confidentiality rules your secret pavilion has.

The rule here is that only one person can live. "

Upon hearing this, several Ming Guangwei were shocked.

They shouted, but they couldn't hear anyone else responding.

I was in the dark mist now, as if I was only left.

A person is an independent world.

The vision was peeled off, and only the sound could be heard, as if it sounded clearly in my heart.

"Whose answer satisfies the old man the most, and who lives."

Zhang Dongyun said calmly: "You only have a quarter of an hour."

The people in the dark mist were uncertain and fell silent for a while.

Zhang Dongyun didn't care about this, he believed that the silence would be broken soon.

Outside the black fog, the three Chen clan members looked complicated.

The young boy's face was full of excitement, looking at the black mist, full of gratitude and happiness.

Although he didn't deal with the Ming Guangwei himself, he still felt happy.

I only felt that the deaths and injuries of so many relatives of the people, the hardship and resentment on the way to escape for so long, finally had a breath of relief.

The mood of the other two middle-aged men is much more complicated.

Of course they are also happy to be saved.

But the mystery of Chang'an City and the strength of the old man in black in front of them made them uneasy.

The current situation is of course much better than being hunted down before, but the future is full of unknowns.

One of the middle-aged men pondered for a long time and then said: "Senior, I don't know what we can do to repay the grace of taking shelter?"

"What do you think you can do?" Zhang Dongyun asked casually.

The other person couldn't help asking dumbly.

Another slightly older member of the Chen clan next to him said at this moment: "The three of us are weak and embarrassed. I wonder if the seniors will allow us to find other people to join Chang'an?"

Both of his people couldn't help but look at him.

The man's tone is still calm: "I wait for shelter in Chang'an, and I have inherited the kindness of the master and predecessors of this place, and I will return with all my strength.

Although the Chen family has suffered a catastrophe at the moment, but the background is still there, I believe there is a place to help Chang'an City. "

"Those who obey the rules can stand in Chang'an City." Zhang Dongyun's tone was calm and calm.

The other party bowed his head: "Junior understands that I have thanked the city lord of Chang'an and my senior."

He said to the other two members of the Chen clan, "I'll go find other people, you two stay here."

The boy couldn't help saying, "Father, I'll go with you."

The other Chen family beside him patted him on the shoulder: "You stay here, I will go out of the city with your father, and go to find other people separately."

The boy had something to say, his father stopped him: "That's it, you stay in the city alone, remember not to make trouble, and be a low-key person."

"Yes..." The young man was a little unwilling, but he still obeyed his elders' orders.

The two middle-aged men immediately bid farewell to Zhang Dongyun and left the city.

"If there are no idlers in the city, you must either work in the city or farm outside the city. You decide for yourself." Zhang Dongyun said.

The boy was embarrassed, he had never done either of these tasks.

But in front of Zhang Dongyun, he did not dare to neglect: "The juniors go to the fields outside the city."

The city was full of soldiers from Tang Jun. Although he knew that these people were prisoners and were punished for work, he was still a little uncomfortable among such a group of people.

Outside the city, in addition to Tang Jun's death, there are disciples of the Hanshan School, so the boy subconsciously chose to go outside the city.

When he arrived in the field, he immediately became the object of onlookers.

Although everyone is in a similar situation, everyone in the Hanshan School, and even those Tang Jun surrenders, look at the newly arrived young Chen Family at this moment, with a sense of superiority of veteran qualifications.

Zhang Dongyun in the city continued to interrogate those Ming Guangwei.

The Chen clan came to vote, maybe not many in terms of numbers, but it was once a famous family in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and the martial arts has a long history.

Although there are only residual loads left in the wind and rain.

But if there are a few talents who can do errands, it will be a gain for Chang'an City, which is just starting out.

As for them being suppressed by the Eastern Tang Dynasty...

Lord Zhang Da hoped that the opponent would come to Chang'an City after chasing him.

But it is still necessary to know yourself and the enemy.

The more information you have on hand, the more helpful it will be to the future development of Chang'an City.

Through these Mingguang Guards, Zhang Dongyun squeezed out something useful.

For example, when they came to Longbei County this time, hunting down the Chen family is certainly the first priority. Collecting local intelligence in Longbei County is not a casual mess, but an equally important task.

The target was Du Kun, the Xuanwu general who was stationed here.

Du Kun was very close to Tang Wang Shizi.

The Prince of Tang also had a deep grievance with the owner of the dark pavilion.

To some extent, the prince of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and the ruler of the dark night of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, is the enemy in the court.

Of course, this should be the way of checks and balances played by the Tang Dynasty in the court.

But it always feels a bit weird to have such two people stand against each other.

Knowing this situation, Zhang Dongyun's gossip heart burst.

This hidden pavilion master, isn't he really the illegitimate son of Tang Wang?

Speaking of it, Dongtang is now considered internal and external troubles.

On the one hand, there are battles with foreign enemies on the border, and on the other hand, there are turmoil about the position of the son.

Zhang Dongyun laughed and shook his head.

He took out the package again and looked at the information collected by the hidden pavilion.

Looking around, Zhang Dongyun's smile disappeared.

"Du Kun led the army to eliminate most of the refugees. Only the last one is left. It is now becoming a siege, and it is difficult for the refugees to break through."

The refugees are about to be wiped out by the Xuanwu general Du Kun?