Nightwatcher

The carriage quickly left the inner city, and several official horses were waiting at the gate of the city led by the white servants.

Xu Qi'an and his party changed to fast horses, passed through the streets and downtown of the outer city, and left the outer city in only half an hour. Liuqi immediately accelerated and rushed to the Big Yellow Mountain.

Official horses run fast. This is approaching fifty yards. Could the horses in my previous life run so fast? Xu Qi'an murmured to himself.

The difference caused by the different aura content that often appears in novels?

This guess is reasonable, because the instinct of Qi training is a method of exhalation.

A group of people arrived at the edge of Dahuang Mountain at noon, stopped at the side of the official road, tied the horse rope to the tree trunk by the roadside, and after eating dry food, copied a narrow path into the mountain.

The six people ran wildly on the road, and after a quarter of an hour, they came to the river flowing at the foot of Dahuang Mountain.

Searching along the river for a while, they found several vague footprints, about three feet long, one and a half feet wide, with four toes.

Lu Qing and his two colleagues took off the packages on their backs, took out the explosive packs, and distributed them to Xu Qi'an and the others:

Centering on the paw prints, let's go downstream to throw explosives, and you go upstream to see if we can force the monster out of the river.

This is a long-established plan.

The Dafeng Dynasty had very strict management of gunpowder, the formula was kept secret, and all the materials needed to make gunpowder were monopolized by the court.

Even the watchmen, as well as the government officials such as Lu Qing, only know a little about the composition of gunpowder.

Still sniffing out.

The two sides ignited the explosives and threw them into the river.

boom!

A dull explosion sounded, and the river splashed several feet high.

Soon, the explosives were exhausted, and a group of people stood on the bank, watching the rolling turbid waves, and waited for a long time, but did not see the monster floating out of the river.

It would be great if the magician from Si Tianjian could help. Xu Qi'an said with emotion.

The Qi Wang technique can lock the position of the monster by observing the monster's aura.

Song Tingfeng let out a heh and said in a low voice: The warlocks of the Sitianjian are more noble than us. They only obey the orders of the Holy One. Don't expect to be able to work on them for such a small case.

The warlocks of Si Tianjian are very noble? Why don't I think that you haven't seen the expressions on their faces when they look at me in reverence.

Xu Qi'an nodded with a hmm.

The two sides met, and Song Tingfeng shrugged: It seems that it will not come out. My suggestion is to go into the mountain to have a look. If there is really something in Dahuang Mountain.

Xu Qi'an added: First check the area where the gray households collect limestone.

Lu Qing nodded thoughtfully.

Two groups of people entered the mountain in batches, one in front and one behind, separated by tens of meters.

Song Tingfeng turned towards Lu Qing's back, and pouted his mouth: This female head catcher in the government office has a very good figure. Look at that buttocks, it is tight and strong, and her legs are strong. Although the girl from the Jiaofang Division is very beautiful , but still too weak.

I agree, and this kind of martial arts woman has vest lines, smooth curves, tight thighs, and maybe shallow abdominal muscles. This reminds me of my wife Tifa. Xu Qi'an thought about it: But she seems I am used to wrapping my breasts, this is not good, it will cause the breasts to deform.

Song Tingfeng was stunned for a moment, and laughed loudly: As expected, you have noticed that I only need a funny companion like you. Zhu Guangxiao is a boring gourd who can't beat a fart with three sticks.

For men, talking dirty is always a fun and time-killing entertainment.

Zhu Guangxiao glanced at him and remained silent.

Huihu mainly collects at the main peak of Dahuang Mountain. From a distance, the group saw the mountain with exposed rocks, like white spots on the face of a person.

Years of mining have destroyed this towering main peak with thousands of holes.

The two sides searched aimlessly in the mountains for a long time, but found nothing of value.

When they got together to drink water, Lu Qing said: Dahuang Mountain not only has high-quality limestone, but also rich vegetation, which can be cut down on the spot and used as dyestuffs. It is very convenient for gray households to open kilns, digging and burning, and burning and breaking.

There are rivers at the foot of the mountain, and water transportation is also convenient. It saves firewood but is gray and beautiful, and it has half the power and great profits.

Another police officer of the government office added: So the tax is also heavy. If you can't collect ash, you will lose your way of life.

So Xu Qi'an went to the government office to sue Xu Qi'an for a moment, then sighed: Excessive taxation creates refugees, and people's fat and people's ointment are the most delicious food.

Everyone was silent for a moment, and no one dared to answer.

Song Tingfeng coughed and changed the subject: The monsters don't come out of the water, and there are not enough people to search the mountains. Lu Butou, do you have any suggestions?

Although he was still greedy for her body just now, Song Tingfeng would not despise this woman because of her big breasts and buttocks.

Lu Qing thought it over and said: Our troops will be divided into three groups. Two people will form a group, and we will go to the village chiefs of nearby villages; we will go back to the capital to call up the mountain searchers; Come help.

That would be a waste of time, Xu Qi'an waved his hand, and said, Choose one person to go to the head of a nearby village, and the rest stay here.

Lu Qing frowned.

Xu Qi'an glanced at her: If there is no gain, I will go to Sitianjian to find a warlock.

What he said was so sure that the warlocks of the Sitianjian could listen to him?

Lu Qing looked at Xu Qi'an for a moment, nodded slightly, and sent a companion to invite him.

In less than half an hour, the policeman at the peak of refinement returned with an old man.

The villain's surname is Zhang, and he is the village head of Waihegou Village in Dahuang Mountain. The old man gave a substandard salute, with an excited tone:

The villain has finally waited for some adults. If you don't come, the people in the village will not be able to get rid of it.

This matter dragged on for half a year.

Lu Qing stared at him with sharp eyes and a dignified expression: I want to ask you, where did the ten or so people who entered the mountain die at last?

In the south Li Chang pointed to the south of the mountain range: It enters from the opposite direction of the river.

Song Tingfeng's heart moved: There is also a kiln for burning ashes over there?

After the exploration just now, they found that the place with the most dense ashes was not far from the river. Ashes households take a detour into the mountain, and certainly dare not choose this side to burn ashes.

Because once the monster comes ashore, no one can escape.

The head of the village nodded: A few here and there, not as many as here.

Take us there. Lu Qing said in a deep voice.

Yes! The head of the village seemed to be very afraid of this female head catcher.

A group of people walked to the south, the mountain road was rugged, and it was extremely difficult to climb. Also, he had to take into account that the liar chief, a bad old man, didn't leave quickly.

That's right here. The Li Chang stopped on the narrow path, pointing to the front, which was an excavated open space.

Rocks were piled up, vegetation was cut down, and there were several cave-like kilns for burning ashes.

Several people searched the scene, but found no valuable clues. The place has been cleaned up long ago.

Song Tingfeng and Lu Qing looked at each other and shook their heads.

Xu Qi'an said: Go into the kiln and have a look.

Several people collected materials locally, lit torches, drew out their sabers, and cautiously entered the kiln.

I thought it was just a kiln for burning ashes, and it wouldn't be too deep, but as we walked, Xu Qi'an and the others realized that something was wrong.

This is not a kiln, it is clearly a tunnel dug by the population, and it took a cup of tea to get to the end.

Song Tingfeng squinted his eyes and said: The kiln doesn't need to be dug so deep, it's obvious that something is being excavated, and there are no traces of smoke and fire on the stone wall.

Lu Qing summoned the head of the village and asked, What's going on?

The chief was dumbfounded, and said, I, I don't know.

Xu Qi'an held up the torch, observed the rock wall, and carefully surveyed the ground for a while. He casually picked up a palm-sized white ore.

Is this what was mined?

It doesn't look like limestone.

Xu Qi'an exerted force with his palm, and his energy surged. In the sound of clicking, the white ore was crushed into powder by him.

He held the torch and sprinkled the powder into the flames.

call!

The torch burst into flames in an instant, bright yellow with a dull purple.

saltpeter? !

Xu Qi'an's pupils shrank.

The sudden rise of flames surprised everyone in the grotto, and the sound of saber condensing energy came one after another.

Seeing that it was Xu Qi'an who did it, Lu Qing was slightly angry: What are you doing?