Daming: Becoming a Jinyiwei at the beginning

Lin Mang secretly thought that it was so.

There's no reason why the unicorn Pixiu can do it, but this little guy can't.

Seeing that Lin Mang was about to stuff the Xiuchun knife again, Xiao Pixiu shook his head again and again.

"Woooo..."

He opened his mouth anxiously, as if saying, full, full.

Lin Mang was secretly disappointed.

"Let's go, it's time to go back to Beijing."

A trace of coldness flashed in Lin Mang's eyes.

I haven't been back for so long, I don't know what will happen to those two thousand households.

Chapter 114

Beijing, Beizhen Fusi,

The Thousand Households Office of the West Campus.

Sitting on the grand teacher's chair in the main hall, Jiang Liuyun held the tea and slowly sipped it with a full face, with a hint of complacency in his slightly squinted eyes.

"Feng Shui turns around."

"Lin Mang, oh Lin Mang, you're still too immature to mess around in this officialdom."

At this time, a person walked slowly outside the hall.

Yan Jue's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said calmly: "Master Jiang, you shouldn't be sitting in that seat, right?"

The first place in the main hall, which has always been Qianhu's seat.

Jiang Liuyun put down the tea cup slowly, with a smile on his face, he reached out and patted the chair, and said with a light smile, "So what if I sit?"

Yan Jue's face sank slightly, he walked to the side and sat down, and asked, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Every time this yin man saw him, he had a gloomy face, but this time he greeted him with a sudden smile, it must be something bad.

Jiang Liuyun smiled softly, stared at Yan Jue, and asked with a smile: "Master Yan, how is Lingchunfang?"

"Very good!" Yan Jue replied, with a cold attitude: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"Wait a minute!"

Jiang Liuyun got up slowly, stared at Yan Jue playfully, and said with a smile, "Master Yan, why leave in such a hurry?"

"I invited Lord Yan to come here today to tell Lord Yan that if Lord Yan is willing, I promise that there will be no more troubles in Lingchunfang from now on."

Yan Jue turned around, sneered, and said directly: "Tell me, what are the conditions."

During this period of time, Lingchunfang did cause him a lot of trouble.

"Haha!" Jiang Liuyun laughed loudly, and praised: "Since Mr. Yan is so open-minded, then Jiang will speak up if he has something to say."

"I want Lord Yan to write a letter, strongly recommending me to become a thousand households in the West Courtyard."

Yan Jue was slightly taken aback, then sneered, "Jiang Liuyun, are you awake?"

"Qianhu is still alive, how can it be possible to recommend you as Qianhu?"

Jiang Liuyun didn't speak immediately, but looked at Yan Jue playfully.

At that moment, silence was worth a thousand words.

He didn't say anything, but the meaning couldn't be simpler.

Yan Jue frowned tightly, staring at Jiang Liuyun.

No wonder Jiang Liuyun's recent behavior is extremely bold.

"Hmph!" Yan Jue snorted coldly, and said coldly, "Jiang Liuyun, if you do many injustices, you will die yourself. I hope your plan will not fail."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Jiang Liuyun's mouth, and his tone gradually became bad: "Yan Jue, I'll show you face, I hope you don't know how to flatter you."

"I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, it's impossible for Lin Mang to come back alive this time."

He has received reliable news that Marquis Wuqing has left Beijing, and he is going for Lin Mang.

That adult has already said that as long as Lin Mang dies, he will try his best to keep himself in the top position.

Yan Jue was shocked in his heart, but he didn't reveal anything on the surface.

"Jiang Liuyun, it's better not to be too happy about some things, you are so anxious, be careful to shoot yourself in the foot."

Jiang Liuyun sneered all over his face: ""Yan Jue, why are you so stubborn, now even the various forces in Jiaozhongfang have decided to abandon the dark and turn to the bright. "

Yan Juemin glanced at him, turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Then wait and see!"

He had no choice.

From the moment he occupied Lingchunfang, he had already offended Jiang Liuyun.

A villain like Jiang Liuyun must remember that if he really believed his nonsense, the next step would be to seize his own military power.

What's more, since you are in line, it is better to stand firm.

Yan Jue's back gradually disappeared at the door.

Jiang Liuyun's face was gloomy, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Peng!"

A precious vase shattered to the ground on the spot.

"Yan Jue, there will always be a day when you regret it!"

Jiang Liuyun cursed angrily in a low voice.

A chuckle came from the back hall: "My lord, why be angry, he is like the grasshopper after autumn, he will not be able to jump for a few days."

Walking out of the back hall was the Jin Yiwei Baihu who was leaning on crutches from the previous Qianhu House.

As for the battle in the West Courtyard, he never participated in it.

But this time... I really gave too much.

A deputy thousand household seat is still very tempting.

……

Longshou Mountain, on top of the mountain.

Wu Ming sat down cross-legged, the setting sun in the sky was emitting a little red light.

"Amitabha." Wu Ming recited the Buddha's name for a long time, but the expression on his face was extraordinarily complicated.

His Buddha... was broken.

The idea of ​​his practice is completely broken.

"Am I wrong..." Wu Ming muttered to himself, looking up at the setting sun that was about to disappear over there.

"This great sun will still fall, and it cannot be stopped by manpower."

"The good and evil in the world can't be stopped by manpower."

"Amitabha."

With a relieved smile on Wu Ming's face, he said calmly, "Today, I will know who I am."

Suddenly, there was a slight tremor from the ground, and faint black air overflowed from the ground.

"Demon Qi?" Wu Ming's expression froze, and a strong Buddha Qi bloomed from his body.

He jumped down and came to the tomb.

What came into view were corpses in bronze armor.

"Roar!"

Wu Ming let out a soft reprimand, like a lion roaring.

A corpse in bronze armor was shattered in an instant.

Wu Ming walked in slowly. In the center of the tomb, there were two shriveled corpses.

Both corpses maintained a fighting posture.

Strangely, there seemed to be a ray of light flickering in the empty pupils of the corpses.

A sinister sneer suddenly sounded out of nowhere in the cemetery: "Jie Jie, Shaolin's bald donkey, just took your blood as a sacrifice."

Wu Ming sat down cross-legged.

"Buzz!"

The majestic Buddhist qi was fully released, and the Buddhist qi filled the sky formed a giant bell, covering the corpse.

"Vald donkey, how dare you!"

The voice suddenly became frightened.

Wu Ming smiled slightly: "The poor monk has realized it, let's go with the poor monk."

"There is suffering in the world, why be greedy!"

"Smelly donkey, shut up!"

That voice became exasperated, but under the crushing pressure of the terrifying Buddha's energy, the shriveled corpse weathered a little bit.

Wu Ming's body also dissipated like the wind, leaving behind a pale golden skeleton.

……

A group of casual cultivators gathered at the foot of the mountain looked in the direction of the mountain road from time to time.

Although they were driven down by the people from the Seven Sects, they were not willing to leave just like that.

Obviously knowing that there is still nothing to gain in the end, but still have a fluke mentality.

Suddenly,

The gravel on the ground was beating gently.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, the black overcoat was shining brightly.

Flying fish suit, embroidered spring knife!

The four-clawed flying fish looked up to the sky and roared in filial piety.

Even though it was already dark, everyone recognized the figure on the horse at a glance.

Jinyiwei!

Hundreds of Jinyiwei came galloping like a storm.

The momentum of rolling horseshoes, like thunder, shattered the only brilliance in the sky.

Seeing the Jin Yiwei coming, everyone couldn't help but think of the dozen or so Jin Yiwei who went up the mountain earlier.

At this moment, Lin Mang and his party also came down from the mountain.

Little Pixiu followed behind, looking around curiously.

Lin Mang paused, and looked at Jin Yiwei at the foot of the mountain.

Almost instantly, one of the Jinyiwei at the foot of the mountain also looked up.

Eyes like torch!

There seems to be an arc across.

Chapter 115 Marquis of Wuqing Arrives, Murder in the Rainy Night

Lin Mang smiled slightly, patted Pixiu beside him, turned over and rode on it.

Lin Mang rode Pixiu and slowly descended the mountain.

An invisible sense of oppression struck like overwhelming.