Alternative Jianghu Adventures

Two days passed quickly. During this period, Qiao Anyue went out early and returned late every day, but she didn't even see a trace of Xia Yun.

She didn't wait for Xia Yun, but waited for the millennium ceremony.

This morning, the entrance and exit of Keshan were blocked by the guards, and the believers who originally wanted to pay homage to the main hall of Lanlada Palace were unable to obtain permission to enter and exit.

"Pura is preparing for the grand ceremony tonight, please stay calm."

No matter what kind of doubts they encounter, the guards only have this one prevarication sentence back and forth.

However, such words only made these followers of Usay even more excited.

After all, since the first ray of sunlight hit the entrance of Keshan, there have been countless Baoqi breaking into Keshan—ordinary Wusai people would never see so many respected Baoqi at one time.

These chess players are all dressed in white robes, in groups of three or five, orderly painting colorful patterns on the spare walls of Keshan.

——Various pictures centered on checkerboard flower totems.

Different from the Central Plains, the extravagance of lanterns and festoons is not the tradition of Qigejiao. In the teachings of this school, the more craftsmanship with chessboard as an element is the standard to prove their importance to something.

No one will doubt the grand ceremony of this ceremony.

So no one is meaningful to such rhetoric, and what surprises the guests is that they are also allowed to participate in the activities of painting and crafting.

The religious believers couldn't help but be overjoyed, and the other Han people who came here also enthusiastically clapped their hands with the mentality of participating.

It looked like a happy scene.

However, Qiao Anyue and the others noticed that this morning, the group of northern soldiers who did not live here for a hundred years did not appear in Keshan.

"Hey, that one over there, please paint out the red one and pass it over."

Not far away, the congregation who participated in the vigorous painting activity yelled at Qiao Anyue in Usai, which instantly brought her back to her thoughts of inspection.

In order not to attract attention, she, Cheng Zhe and Yuan Hua naturally participated in it.

Qiao Anyue pulled out a smile, and quickly handed over the paint on hand.

My head is full of thoughts, and I force myself to focus and not to think about it.

She murmured in her heart: Wait until night... just wait for one more day, and then you can wait until night.

At that time, whether it is Xia Yun or Tianya Haijiao, the truth will be revealed.

Xia Yun.

Xia Yun.

Where are you... Xia Yun!

Xia Yun is in the execution room.

tried to escape.

The dark basement exudes a strong smell of blood.

Various instruments of torture that have not been wiped are hung on the stone walls, and countless blood-stained prisoners are held on both sides of the long passage.

Angry cursing, weak groans, cowardly begging... All kinds of voices mixed into a noisy torrent in the enclosed space, which made people's brain hurt.

"……very noisy."

Xia Yun sighed. She just woke up and wanted to rub her temple in pain, but found that her arm was immobilized, and the pulling just now amplified the sound of an iron chain.

Oh, it looks like she's been caught.

Xia Yun recalled this fact that made her extremely depressed with a blank face, and the eyes that slowly opened from the coma gradually adapted to the surrounding environment, and finally nodded affirmatively in her heart.

Yes, he was arrested last night.

Xia Yun looked at the surrounding environment, and found that his hands were dropped by two thick iron chains, his feet were dangling in the air, and the toes barely touched the ground. The wounds all over his body had already formed a thin layer.

"..."

If it's over, you'll be scolded again when you go back.

With a sullen face, Xia Yun turned his head and looked at Chu Yi who was also hung up and still in a coma beside him.

Thoughts back to two days ago.

She clearly remembered that after she and the first day of the junior high school tried to find a way to enter the Lanlada Palace through the back door, it took a whole day to find out the place.

But Cheng Zhe was not found.

The good news is that after a long search, they took advantage of a gap to find a way to enter the side hall.

The side hall is divided into upper and lower floors. The upper floor is usually the library and living room where Pula lives and works. Most people would only think that the side hall only has this function.

The lower floor is similar to a semi-basement, and there is no communication with the upper floor.

This also means that if they didn't sneak in from the back and happened to see a door on the lower floor to enter a certain space, they would only sneak in from the upper floor, and they would never find the semi-basement of the lower floor.

After full planning last night, they tried their best to sneak into that place, but only saw a pool of dried blood, but Suhratai was nowhere to be seen.

They successfully found the mechanism, but they didn't expect that the moment they went down the mechanism, the smooth stone was instantly broken into equal pieces, and the two of them fell down unexpectedly!

Right in the center of the torture chamber below!

What a coincidence!

Pura XV is locking Suhratai in one of the cells - what should have been a sneaky lurking has turned into an aboveboard meeting!

The result is obvious.

The two sides didn't fight at all. The old guy of Pula XV directly used the mechanism to detain the two of them. Xia Yun was embarrassed to say that it was very embarrassing!

The next thing is a matter of course.

On the first day of junior high school, he had a Usai face, so he was naturally regarded by Pula XV as a personal soldier who came to rescue Suhra Terrace, while the rest of Xia Yun was regarded as an inconspicuous errand runner.

This place seems to be a private restricted area of ​​Pula XV, and no one seems to be allowed in except him.Therefore, all the interrogations last night were carried out by Pula XV himself, and because of this, Xia Yunchuyi and the others only suffered some flesh injuries.

...Fortunately, it's not the special interrogators in Dali Temple.

After waking up, Xia Yun thought fearfully, if this is the case, or this is not Pula Shiwu's private torture room, she and Chuyi may have to shed their skins even if they are not dead.

... No, it's almost peeling off now.

Xia Yun sighed.

Both feet were dangling in the middle, and the wrists that were hung on the iron chain were exerting strength one after another, and soon the whole person was dangling.

On the wall, only a dark figure could be seen swaying frantically from side to side.

Like a huge moth fluttering around the fire.

The dangling iron chain soon woke up Chuyi.

Xia Yun lowered his voice and muttered to Chuyi, "Go on!"

Immediately afterwards, both legs slammed hard, directly stepping on the thigh of the first grader!

On the first day of the junior high school, he immediately reacted, and quickly gritted his teeth and raised his knees to help Xia Yun.

Taking advantage of this strength, Xia Yun's whole body folded abruptly in mid-air, and with a kick of both legs, he caught the two iron chains that had fallen from his hands!

She opened her mouth, and in a distorted posture, she used her teeth to tear open the bottom of the trousers tied in the leather boots, and a length of steel needle that was not short was pulled out along the bottom of the trousers!

Raising strength, pushing hard, the steel needle in his mouth was nailed straight towards the buckle on the opposite side's wrist!In the next moment, he twisted his waist and passed his toes to that side, up and down, left and right, and only heard a slight sound, Xia Yun's profuse sweat finally fell off.

The lock is open.

The moment I touched the ground on the first day of junior high school, my ankle, which had been without negative force for a long time, felt weak for a while, and I almost failed to stand firmly.

Quickly pried open Xia Yun's lock, and the two took back the disarmed weapon, exchanged glances, and strode towards the cell where Suhratai was held.

Still in a coma.

"Go and turn on the switch." Xia Yun ordered to Chuyi without looking back.

"Okay." Chu nodded, and opened the mechanism without saying a word.

Xia Yun carried the tall and burly Suhratai on his shoulders, and felt a little out of breath—as expected, it was still a bit difficult to do such a big movement after being injured.

On the first day of the junior high school, they didn't offer to help, after all, both of them clearly knew that their goals were not the same.

"Are you leaving now?" Chu Yi raised his eyelids, climbed out of the exit first, and then sent Xia Yun the signal after confirming that there was no one there.

"Yeah." Xia Yun frowned, "Although I am very concerned about the grand ceremony that Pula [-] said yesterday that the Sohra Terrace will be used for sacrifices, but the most urgent task is to return people to their positions. The Usai Army only relies on Yue Pingsheng and Ulan Tuya It’s unstoppable.”

Even though Pope Pula XV was interrogating last night, they were still able to capture useful information from the cursing words of so many prisoners.

For example, all the high-level chess players who do not agree to hold the grand ceremony are detained here.

For example, Keshan has been completely blocked since last night.

For example, the reappearance of the chess pattern seems to involve many people.

But this has nothing to do with Xia Yun.

"Cheng Zhe is very likely to be in Keshan, you need to find him quickly."

Xia Yun rushed out, observed that there was no one outside the house for a while, and then opened the door with confidence.

A large piece of wind and snow poured in against his neck.

Xia Yun's stomach growled uncontrollably at the right time.

Then she remembered that she seemed to have not eaten for most of the day.

"I know." Chu nodded, saying that he was about to turn around and return to the execution room.

"What are you doing?"

"Let him go." Chu Yi pursed his lips and said coldly, "It's not out of good intentions, it's just to create momentum."

With so many high-ranking chess players who disappeared, he was looking forward to what kind of chaos this group of people would cause Pula XV after they went out.

No matter how Pula arranges it, there will be chaos, and he will just be able to fish in troubled waters.

"As you wish." Xia Yun shook his head, carried the Sohra platform and ran out, and at the end he still didn't forget to turn around and smile at Chuyi, "See you later."

Xia Yun quickly disappeared.

Chu Yi stood where he was, smiled silently, and let people go without saying a word.

However, Xia Yun still ignored one point.

She is wounded.

The long whipping last night was enough to make her wounds burst open again. Even if she deliberately ran to the downwind, some details would still be noticed by those who cared.

For example, the smell of blood.

People from the North Army are conducting a final round of inspections to ensure that the ceremony will not be disturbed by anyone.

And at this moment, a person raised his head and smelled a vague smell of blood.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

When the last person was released by the first person, a cold iron blade was suddenly attached to his neck.

The long sword he carried with him suddenly drew back, only to hear the piercing sound of "clang", he jumped out of the execution room in a hurry, and ran into the open snow field in two or three steps.

The narrow space is really not conducive to his current long sword.

Decisively changed the battlefield.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

The face of the visitor was full of ferocious blood vessels, and something could be vaguely seen wriggling inside.

The hood was torn off by the cold wind, exposing the entire ferocious face.

"You are... Lei Zhen?"

Frowning on the first day of junior high school, trying to identify the facial features of the person, he finally remembered the person he had met once.

Lei Zhen just repositioned the barrier knife, and said with a half-smile, "Are you also here for the ends of the earth? It really is... the ghosts are lingering!"

The author has something to say: Reasons for adding more:

1. someone asks

2. Leisure (this is more important)

3. Too lazy to write Mid-Autumn Festival episodes

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I think I am already very merciful, in fact, I especially want to describe the specific picture, um

Thanks fghj for mine*1