Chiwuxing

Chapter [-] - Li Daitao's stagnant enemy formation changes, and the relatives follow the past

Zong Zhengxi originally planned to go straight to Fenying after Fu Chen left, but later he thought about what Fu Chen had said before his departure that the Huxun rebels were all stationed in Qiuming Villa, so he wanted to go there first to explain a few things, and by the way, he also happened to avoid The limelight of Kaidijing's dignitaries moving southward.

He seldom showed up in the daytime, so Jin Duo, who was always calm in times of trouble, was terrified for a long time, and he knelt in front of the door and dared not move.After all, the death of Fu Chen, a soldier, was often faked, but King Yu's status was precious, and it was the people in the capital who watched him enter the imperial tomb, and even Jia Yun had to personally examine the body.Suddenly appearing at this time, no matter what the thoughts behind it, just the appearance of the resurrection from the dead is enough to make him terrified and unable to sleep.

"...Get up." Zong Zhengxi said, looking down at the people below.

Seeing that Jin Duo still ignored him, he said again: "There are many people here who don't know me, are you afraid that others here will not know who I am?"

Jin Duo's body trembled, he got up quickly, signaled the people behind him to get out of the way, and led him into the villa himself.

"You can rest assured that the people in this villa are all confidantes brought over by the former minister in Beijing, and there is no one who talks too much. If there is no important matter, the minister will not let them run around..." Jin Duo said , "Master Feng Ru and Han Huaijin, who have resigned from the court, are both in the village. Would you like to meet first?"

"No need," Zong Zhengxi said, not intending to see the old man again, "just lead me to the rebel army, and I won't stay in the village."

Jin Duo still wanted to persuade: "The rebels are all temporarily camping in the field outside the village, I'm afraid the environment will be worse."

Zongzheng Xi said calmly: "The environment in this villa is so good, no wonder you are fascinated by Mr. Jin. But I haven't seen you for a while, and I have already forgotten where I came from."

"...Don't dare, of course I won't forget." Jin Duo replied coyly, how could it be time that he hadn't seen much for a long time, it was obviously a way between humans and ghosts, and he was in shock during the day.

There were no idle companions around, Jin Duo whispered anxiously: "Your Highness, don't you mind that I resigned to save my life and retire after the death of the admiral?"

"It's human nature, why do I blame you," Zong Zhengxi said flatly, "Jin Duo, although you are dishonest, you are more sophisticated than Jia Yun. Take what you deserve, and you shouldn't." It is enough to know how to let go. At this age, there should be no more desires."

"Your Highness said so." Jin Duo responded in a low voice.

The two walked on a solid wooden path next to a lotus pond. The mountain breeze coming from the top of the mountain was like the summer heat from other places. It is not noisy, and the green and green fields do not disturb the fragrance of flowers.

"Go to the right." Jin Duo reminded.

The man rotated the wheelchair and walked slowly, Jin Duo didn't dare to go ahead of the curve, so he had to half his body behind him to point out the direction.

Walking slowly, with heavy pressure on my heart, looking at the familiar scenery everywhere, I always lack the meaning of enjoying the scenery.

"...So it turns out that Fu Chen belongs to His Highness." At this moment, Jin Duo came out of his panic, and gradually connected the whole story in his heart.

Zong Zhengxi was noncommittal, Jin Duo then continued: "Then His Highness also knows that he has entangled with Ni Congwen and others? I used to remind the admiral when I was suspicious in the army, but I didn't expect such an old incident. Your Highness has said this, but I still have doubts, if I know in advance that this is your arrangement, then naturally I don't need to waste my time talking, I will definitely obey orders, and I will have no complaints if I want you to hand over all of this Qiuming Villa."

"If you don't let him come over and speak in person, how do you know what he is capable of?" Zong Zhengxi said.

Jin Duo laughed: "Yes, this kid is quite capable. I didn't understand him before, so I underestimated him."

"Seeing him in the future is like seeing me, so don't be defensive again."

Jin Duo knew that the friendship between King Yu and Jia Yun was extraordinary, and this move inevitably meant remembering the old man, so he said: "I know. Even if Your Highness does not order, I dare not neglect him. His Highness has passed away, and His Highness cherishes him." Now is the smooth path.”

Zong Zhengxi frowned slightly, but said nothing.

When it was time to camp temporarily, Jin Duo's identity was different after all, so Zong Zhengxi ordered him to go back.I haven't seen you here for a long time, and I discussed the latest situation with He Xuyu again.

Talking until dusk, Chao Er and a group of brothers came back from the training ground. When they learned that there was a counselor coming here, they didn't intend to go there, but because of He Xu's serious intentions, they had to meet him, and led two or three brothers into the tent to meet each other. .

Chao Er saw that although this man was crippled in a wheelchair and wrapped in strange black clothes, he spoke calmly, articulately, and had a wide range of knowledge, not to mention nonsense. Free and easy, can't help but have a good impression.

After the meal time, a brother reminded me, and then ordered people to deliver the wine and meat to the tent.

Taking advantage of this remark for a moment, Zong Zhengxi turned his head and looked around indifferently, and suddenly caught sight of a familiar object, his eyes froze, and he said, "May I ask that brother what kind of weapon is on his waist?"

The pawn who was targeted was stunned for a moment, looked down, and replied, "...it's a crossbow."

Zongzheng Xi squinted his eyes, and said calmly: "Yi Qiu is ignorant, this crossbow design does not seem to be an ordinary Yan crossbow specification."

Seeing this, Chao Er said, "This is made by one of my subordinates, a craftsman who is good at making weapons...Yan Guo's weapons are made by the government, so he dare not announce it, so he has to use his own people."

Chao Er took the crossbow from the soldier, handed it to Zong Zhengxi, and said, "Since you know these devices, why don't you help me to see what's wrong?"

Zong Zhengxi took a few random glances in his hands, then raised his eyes and said: "There is indeed some error in the size, and I am afraid it will affect the performance of the crossbow. I wonder if I could please bring that craftsman out to have a look, so that Qiu can talk with him in detail. some time?"

Chao Er said: "Then wait for the meal, I will call him in later."

"It's work."

Several people share the wine and meat in the same tent, and feast on it.Then they scattered around, Zong Zhengxi sat in the same place without moving, closed his eyes and rested his mind.He didn't raise his eyes until he heard that someone lifted the curtain to enter the tent.

The person who came was quite old, with silver-white hair and beard, and short brown clothes that ordinary people wear, but judging by his behavior, he did not look like a person with martial arts.

With a rough judgment in mind, Zong Zhengxi took the lead and said, "Old man, please sit down."

"I heard that you have objections to the crossbow machine I made." The old craftsman's eyes shifted from the crossbow on the table to the man's face, and he also looked at it all the way, "I don't know what to teach?"

"I don't mean to teach you, Qiu is not good at making weapons," Zongzheng Xi said, "just looking at the size and regulation of this crossbow, it seems to be very different from what I have seen before. I am surprised and want to take the liberty to find out if you are How did you come up with such a crossbow shape?"

"This is a sample I modified myself by combining the range and portable configuration," the old craftsman said slowly, "I have been forging iron forging for so many years, how can I not even have this ability? You underestimate me ..."

"I don't mean that," Zongzheng Xi said, "I'm just thinking about half your life's experience, so I don't think you'd do anything fake... Stealing skills and stealing art is one's duty."

"You're not too young, you should be careful when you speak," the craftsman warned, "Why did I steal my tricks? Don't talk nonsense without evidence. Your three or two words are really bad. My signature reputation for most of my life. The specifications of this crossbow, even if I make another pair for you on the spot, it is easy to come by."

"What Qiu meant," Zongzheng Xi said, "be sure to keep in mind the morality and righteousness of work, and will not do it for fraud."

"...You are lying to me." The old craftsman suddenly woke up, his complexion changed slightly, and he raised his jaw to look at him.

The man sat still in danger from the beginning to the end, his words were polite but distant, seeming respectful and shy, his expression restrained.The appearance and temperament are all very vulgar, but it is said that he is a Hu Jun counselor but he looks like a barbarian, so he must have a background.

"The old man is a talented person, so he must not be deliberately concealing from the younger generation," Zong Zhengxi said, "Qiu said this, just to make the old man feel at ease and not to speak nonsense."

"Oh, don't provoke me so much," the old craftsman said with a sneer, "how about telling you the truth? It was true that someone else showed me the pattern at the beginning, but I also made some adjustments in the specific size, so it can't be regarded as Just imitate it."

Zong Zhengxi glanced down at the crossbow on the table, and said: "The size of the body strings has been reduced by [-] each, and the number of arrows shot has also been reduced by three. It's just that this inevitably violates the original intention of the reformer to improve performance."

"That's right," the old craftsman nodded and said, "But if it is theoretically possible to forcibly increase the strength of the arrow, it is really combined with the details of the choice of wood, the thickness of the string shape, etc., and it is necessary to leave some leeway to make usable arrows. The actual situation is far from being as ideal and precise as the picture.”

Zong Zhengxi pondered for a moment, then said, "Teach me."

The old craftsman thought about what he said, and turned to look at him: "You... Could it be that the scar-faced boy was with you back then?"

Having confessed, Zong Zhengxi also stated the truth: "He is my man."

The old craftsman sneered: "It's really where we don't meet..."

"I heard that you wanted to catch up with the person who drew the picture, but now you meet in a different place, and the old man can speak directly if he has something to say." Zong Zhengxi said.

"At that time, I reported some intentions to make him stumble. That young man's martial arts is not bad, and his aura is also very fierce," said the old craftsman, "But he did express some interest in the person who drew it. He showed it to me back then. In the stack of blueprints, I drew seven drawings for the Liannu alone, but the intention is very clear, and the regulated dimensions are all set towards the ultimate support of the material performance, so it can be seen that it is a bit of an amateur. .”

Zongzhengxi was not embarrassed when he heard the words, and said, "Please give me your advice."

The old craftsman said: "It's what I just said. The blueprint is like a battle plan, and the process of making a weapon is like a battle on the battlefield. All the ever-changing things can be attributed to materials, time, size, and weather. If there is an abnormality, it is not to give up and retreat directly, but to adapt to the situation, and to make this material to the greatest extent it can, this is the extreme."

"Before you sent someone to send me this design, all those who came to my shop to customize weapons told me the name and purpose, and the rest of the dimensions were determined by myself. There are not many people who directly limit the drawings like you. What's more. If you look like this, you will know that it is used to kill people, and it is urgent to use the least material to kill more people..."

"What you said is reasonable." Zongzheng Xi said.

Recalling the past, the old craftsman couldn't help shaking his head and laughing again: "At the beginning, the little doll came to tell me that the person who designed the crossbow was not for killing people, but for doing what the heavens and the heavens do... That aura was overwhelming, If the scene were changed, I would have thought it was the appearance of the Son of Heaven somewhere..."

Zong Zhengxi's expression moved slightly, and he said: "...Don't you know that the depth of this vortex is unpredictable, and all the beasts are silent. If there is one person who dares to jump in it, he will surpass everyone else. Heterogeneous. Vision turns, who is that different person?"

"... Ordinary people, you are all ordinary people," the old craftsman shook his head and sighed, "Forget it now, since the current situation is like this, we can slowly discuss and grind the use of this weapon in the future. Chao Two, the three brothers even knew their biological fathers, and now they are committing crimes, and I will not abandon them alone to save their lives."

"I will work hard in the future, old man," Zongzheng Xi said, "this time is just to invite old man to come here, but actually there is another matter to invite."

"Speaking bluntly."

Zong Zhengxi lowered his eyes and said: "...Privately, I would like to ask you to help me make a drawing."

Outside the tent, the young apprentice next to the old craftsman waited for a long time and did not come out. He hurriedly wanted to go in, but was stopped by the people next to him.

Seeing a person coming from afar, he called out, "Second brother!"

Chao Er approached, patted him on the head, and said, "It's a discussion inside, what are you doing here?"

"...I'll wait for Master to come out later."

"Sanlang, I told you now that since you have come here as a counselor, you can't take it as a joke," Chao Er warned, "The Hu people are all like tigers and wolves. You are not capable enough, and you will only drag others down. , There are no eyes on the battlefield, and no one will be by your side to save you when the time comes."

"I see," Chao Sanhou narrowed his eyes, looked at him, and curled his lips, "...you have really become exactly like Big Brother now."

Chao Er's face was condensed, and his expression became tense all of a sudden. Chao San knew that he had slipped his words, so he quickly stretched out his hand and slapped himself on the mouth, begging for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong... Brother, don't be angry... just hit me... ..."

Chao Er pursed his lips and said stiffly, "I won't beat you now... Eldest brother is not here, so you have to listen to me in the future. If you mess around again and don't listen to others, I'll beat you up again."

"Yes, yes, I will definitely listen to you." Chao San replied repeatedly.

Chao Da left home to travel in Weinan since he was a child. Except for the occasional reunion and festive return, Chao San didn't see him very often, so every time he met, he was afraid of this elder brother who was born as a warrior.When he was in Wuling on weekdays, he often met with Chao Er, who was farming the land to ask for money, so he learned some craftsmanship from his master.

The atmosphere was as cold as the night, Chao San didn't dare to take the initiative to speak anymore, while seeing that his brother had no trace of a smile on his face, he felt heartbroken, so he grabbed his arm and persuaded, "Second Brother..."

Chao Er pressed him halfway into his arms, Chao San lowered his head and leaned up, not seeing the mournful look in his eyes.

"Last time you came in a hurry and I didn't catch up. If you have spare time after the Mid-Autumn Festival or the end of the year, let's go to Tanxian County to meet Big Brother."

"it is good."

The Huangzhou city camp stood still, looking beyond the trenches and fighting endlessly.

The brown-red armor was splattered with blood, Tang Lan raised his spear and kept slashing, hesitation gradually appeared in his heart as he rushed to press the sword.

"withdraw troops!"

The horn sounded over there, and the Yan army had just stopped fighting for the first time. They didn't know what it meant, but saw the opposing barbarian army retreating together, the speed of retreating was a bit faster than that of Chijia.

After returning to the camp one after another, the young general below came to question.Tang Lan didn't say a word, after a while, several soldiers rushed over carrying several corpses.

"General, here they are." The soldier's face was also a little gray, and the blood stains all over his body had not been cleaned up.

"You guys stepped forward to recognize each other," Tang Lan said coldly, standing in front of the young generals.

Several generals looked at each other in blank dismay, then squatted down to observe.It wasn't until the barbarian's head was pulled away, the armor half-cracked and the hair falling out, that he knew something was wrong.

"This is not a barbarian... it is, it is our own..."

The soldiers on the scene suddenly realized that they all looked at Tang Lan and said, "Where did the barbarian army find these Yan people? Didn't the people in the previous cities organize to move to the city? Are they so stupid that they can't vote for the barbarians? "

"Naturally it can't be ordinary people," Tang Lan sneered, "You have all fought against each other just now, and you still can't tell if you have any martial arts foundation?"

"That's our own soldier," said the first general, "Could it be..."

Tang Lan said: "After the Yanbei cities were captured by the quick battle, they took many prisoners. Isn't this right here?"

"It's not that the barbarians have slaughtered the city and crushed the corpses," said the soldier next to him, frowning, "That's not right...At that time, the lower reaches of the Jin River were full of corpses, and blood was flowing, so it didn't look like it was fake Nah..."

"You guys have figured it out," Tang Lan said, "At that time, the people in Jingzhou who were killing the prisoners of war were barbarians, but today we are fighting against barbarians."

"The barbarians have a long-standing grudge with our country of Yan that has lasted for a hundred years. They actually managed not to kill them, but left them to serve as troops on the battlefield. When did they become so magnanimous..." The general was amazed just now.

The young soldier answered disdainfully: "What kind of arrogance is this? It's clear that we don't have enough troops, and the people who captured us came to make up the number."

"If this is the case, we are still afraid of what they will do... A group of barbarians ran so far from their own territory to come here. They are not acclimatized and lack clothing and food. Otherwise, they would not have made a special trip to win over the barbarians. It seems that now Tired of fighting, that's all..."

"You sound good, now you go back and drive all the barbarians and barbarians back! What are you trying to do with your prestige..."

"enough!"

Tang Lan yelled loudly, and stepped forward slowly, his cold eyes flicked across the faces of those young generals: "The enemy beat us in the face with our people... You all don't think about doing anything, and you still don't know what to do." Are you proud?"

"General..." Several people explained intentionally.

"Go back," Tang Lan said, restraining his anger, "now go back outside the camp, and transport all the other corpses that were on the field just now to the western suburbs of Huangzhou and bury them on the spot."

"But..." A young general still had the heart to argue, and glanced upward, "Those Yan soldiers who surrendered and the barbarians turned around and beat our own people, isn't it treason and surrender, an unforgivable crime..."

"Oh?" The corners of Tang Lan's eyes froze, and he frightened the young general's gaze away, "Then I'll send you to the gate of the barbarian camp now, and let me see how kind you are."

"Don't dare... mark a slip of the tongue," several people hastily accepted orders, "I'll go down and do it now."

When the young general ran away, Tang Lan looked away, turned around and squatted down, and untied the barbarian light armor worn by the Yan soldiers on the ground.

"Why did you say you frightened that child?" Footsteps came from behind, and it was someone who hadn't left the venue just now. Already, what else is there to do?"

Tang Lan didn't look back, the Yan soldier's clothes were in tatters, which made his body look horrible. The old whip marks showed that old diseases hadn't healed yet, and there was a bright red patch of blood on his mouth. From this point of view, Unexpectedly, the exposed cheek was the least injured, and the human figure could still be discerned.I don't know if the barbarians deliberately used it for humiliation, or if the executioner showed mercy when he was about to strike, to save his face.

"No one is not afraid of death. Don't you have to expect that everyone in the world will be a saint?" Tang Lan grabbed the lapel of Yaqing robe and wiped the blood on his hands, then turned around and mocked, "What can you do with that kid just now?" respectively?"

Jiang Zhong suppressed his annoyance, caught a glimpse of the Yan Bing on the ground, and said with a sarcasm, "I don't know when you developed such a heart of a Bodhisattva? Could it be that you followed the concubine to a Buddhist temple before, and by the way, you also became infected? With a kind heart?"

"If you come here deliberately to find fault with me, get out of here."

Tang Lan walked past him, bumped into his shoulder, and went straight into the handsome tent.

Jiang Zhong's expression was ferocious, and he turned around and followed into the account: "I said, are you going to let the barbarians over there take Yiwei's troops and lead the battle?"

"Did I say that?" Tang Lan walked around behind the military defense map and looked down.

Jiang Zhong reminded: "The benefactor's plan is still unclear in your heart? Sooner or later, you must leak it out. Whose business are you delaying here?"

"You know what?" Tang Lan leaned over the map, circled a mountain defense with his fingers, and was not polite to him in his words, "You are really hurting your vitality now, how can you play in the future?"

"I'm afraid you'll play it off," Jiang Zhong sarcastically said, "It's too late to rely on your benefactor, and something went wrong when it came time...We're not trying to lure wolves into the house, but killing chickens to scare monkeys."

"Using allusions indiscriminately, just don't show off in front of me with your half-assed skills..."

"That's what it means," Jiang Zhong pouted, "If you make a mistake in this kind of thing, how many people will be implicated with you, do you think I have any good intentions for you?"

"Okay, I don't need you to teach me," Tang Lan roughly surveyed the terrain near the dangerous mountain, then raised his head and said to Jiang Zhong, "Come here."

Jiang Zhong walked to his side, Tang Lan pointed to the route on the map, and said: "Tonight, you will lead the cavalry to rush out of the pass along the corridor on this side. When the barbarians came over this road last time, they must have already agreed. It's your own territory, there must be barbarians stationed here, you can come over and make a surprise attack, you don't need to fight, just kill a hundred people and run away."

"Then what if they send another prisoner in disguise?"

"It's impossible that there are prisoners everywhere," Tang Lan said firmly, "You think the barbarians trust us Yan people so much. How could it be possible that they have no defense at all after we have been friends for so many years? It's just the desperate work of rushing into battle on the battlefield. For them, the place that is really involved in the critical closing of the machine must be assigned to our own people. This road is biased toward the position of their rear army, the most important place, and the enemy prisoners of war can't easily approach it."

"Isn't this kind of feint tactic the barbarians are best at? How many times have they played tricks on us in the past two years," Jiang Zhong said indifferently, "You think they don't know what you mean yet."

"Come here a few more times, no matter how they understand what's going on, they can't resist killing the brothers of the same family again and again," Tang Lan said, "The main army will not move here, and will never send troops if they can't force anyone out. "

"Our relationship with Fu Xuan is both an enemy and a friend. If you really provoke them, they will not show mercy," Jiang Zhong said, "If you miss the benefactor's plan, you can't afford the consequences."

"The barbarians have always been just enemies," Tang Lan looked down at the entire Yan soil on the vertical topographical map, and he could see all the mountains and mountains. If you haven't figured this out, don't stay here any longer. Just go to the barbarian camp to persuade the barbarian camp to surrender for that stinky brat who just said nothing, and just be their lackey."

Jiang Zhong scolded in a low voice, then thought of something, then snorted and said: "It seems that your resentment towards those batches of recruits has not subsided, aren't you also a small belly?"

"It has nothing to do with my size or size," Tang Lan said with a careless expression, "Weak chickens are acting as cannon fodder one by one. Where did I get the patience to teach them from the beginning to the end..."

"You mention this, heh," Jiang Zhong said, "Didn't you have a skinny white-faced boy by your side back then? You should be appreciated and appreciated, why look down on him."

Tang Lan sneered, but said nothing.

Jiang Zhong glanced at him, and said again: "Isn't it because the superiors deliberately paved the way for you, or do you think that with your power and aptitude, you can overwhelm those stubborn veterans?"

"I can't suppress it, I can speak with my own ability," Tang Lan spat coldly, "The old donkeys are too dirty, a group of things that only rely on their age to pretend to be old, are gilded and made into treasures, and thrown on the street Drowning in feces is not as good as a fart..."

Jiang Zhong was amused by his swearing, and said with a smile: "Your mother's mouth is really dirty, is it true that all the people in your streets are rogues..."

"It's nothing compared to your cleanliness," Tang Lan said after explaining the business, then went back to the table to pick up half a jug of wine left over from the night, "Just like this, if you don't like it, come and fight."

Jiang Zhong approached him in two steps, grabbed his shoulder and snickered, "Hey, I don't believe it, you are also angry with that delicate and flowery young lady in the pavilion, I'm afraid it's because you're afraid to hide like a turtle Grandson..."

"I think I'm willing to do whatever it takes," Tang Lan pushed him away in disgust, "Who the hell is a fool? I think it's because you're jealous."

To put it bluntly, Jiang Zhong didn't think it was something he couldn't admit: "I'm the only one who is jealous, just because you, an old rooster who was born out of nowhere, suddenly came to recruit a branch to become a phoenix, which was compiled by Jingzhong. There have been too many gossips, but I can still be honest."

Holding the jug with one hand, Tang Lan poured half of the jug of wine to the bottom with a gulp. The wine dripping from his chin soaked his crow-green outer shirt, becoming as deep as thick ink.He paused a few times, and when he swallowed it cleanly, he sneered again: "...you will be so hungry."

"You're telling the truth, boy," Jiang Zhong said bitterly, "Just be proud of yourself, good things will eventually come to an end, if you can enjoy a share, it shouldn't be yours, and you will have to leave sooner or later."

"...You don't need to remind me," Tang Lan burped his drink, got up and kicked him, and said, "Go and order soldiers."

Jiang Zhong is usually used to being confronted by his words, but he couldn't bear him to directly move his hands and feet, turning around and slapping his hands.

Tang Lan was alert and dodged hastily. The wine jar shattered to the ground. While he was in a daze, he turned around and hit him hard on the chest.Jiang Zhong staggered back and continued to resist the punch back.

After the two of them had played tricks, Tang Lan was tired, held Jiang Zhong's shoulders, and gritted his teeth in a low voice: "I'm not in the mood to make trouble today. If you don't do business, I will report to you later. The benefactor is waiting for you." There are many people who climb up, but you are not bad."

"You also remember this sentence!" Jiang Zhong said bitterly, wiping the blood off his face.

The man turned his head and left in a fit of anger. Tang Lan's feet crushed the broken porcelain and walked to the corner of the tent.

Stretching out his hand and drawing the sword out of its sheath, the light flashed.

The black felt curtain behind the seat split into pieces and fell to the ground.

The long sword was thrust straight into the ground, the young man was still panting, and the rotting corpses and filth on his hands filled his tent, no matter what he could not stop dispelling it.

In some cities, the young master disappeared again, some people were happy, some were deeply worried.

Several elders in the clan held grudges about the succession of the throne in the past, and fought against Fu Xuan all the year round, disapproving of his deliberate promotion of his parents and children.In addition, Fu Zhan's whereabouts are often erratic, and he has a deep gap with Fu Xuan, so he didn't take him to heart before.

But only after he cracked the secret performance of the Huanshu Altar with the secret method of the Gu system, according to the old system, he has the right to be the priest of the barbarians. The child was playing around, and now he listened to his father and calmed down and started business.

But he didn't want Fu Zan to close his house in the Zongchang Pavilion for a few days, and when he sent someone to look for him because of something, he had already disappeared.

"This Zongchang Pavilion is not allowed to enter without the permission of the chief priest of the pavilion. How many years of rules, do I need to teach you again?" A barbarian elder said on the seat, and a black-robed witch was kneeling under him, and there was no fear. color.

"I know I was wrong."

An elder next to him saw that his family had only committed the crime for a while, so he couldn't help but persuade him: "Calm down, I don't think it's a big deal. The main cause of the incident must be that the former priest violated everyone's bottom line and let us wizards Gu Zhe lost the ability to cultivate, if not, who would take the risk to go against the clan rules..."

The elder gave the kneeling man another wink, and the latter understood, and hurriedly responded: "...Yes, yes, I didn't mean to take risks."

The powerful elder in the middle relaxed his expression, and said again: "But what has been done is what has been done..."

"...Don't forget, the lord and the priests are not here now, and few people know about it," said the person next to him, "at worst, they sent people to Zongchang Pavilion to look for the priests, only to find out that they were missing It's..."

The elder gave in, and said in a low voice: "...Then how many ancient books did you find in the pavilion?"

The sorcerer looked troubled, and frowned and said: "...to answer your question, there is not half a book in that pavilion... at most, there are some embers and dust..."

"what!"

This remark stirred up waves, and the faces of those who had been involved in the excitement also changed greatly.

"...How could there be nothing? Could it be that the priest stayed in an empty house for dozens of days?" Unexpectedly, the elder who had seen many experiences in the world was also surprised.

"I don't dare to lie about such things for fun," the witch knelt down and bowed, his face was dusty, and said, "But if you don't have it, you don't have it..."

"...Could it be that the new priest is going to follow the old path of the previous one?"

When one of them spoke, everyone's expressions became more and more ugly.

Some people couldn't help feeling indignant, and jumped out of the chair: "Is it possible that the secrets of the essence accumulated by our clan over the years must be destroyed in their hands? This matter must be reported to the Lord..."

"You are confused!" Someone pulled him to sit down, "Is this restricted place normal to enter? Are you afraid that the Lord will not know that someone violates the law and enters the cabinet? What's more, the royal family is attached to the priest of natural selection. If it is not a serious crime, the Lord will He has no right to be arbitrary. Now that the priest is the son of the Lord, he will not punish him..."

"This doesn't work, that's useless... just watch helplessly—"

"Okay," the elder in the middle knocked on the bamboo stick and stopped, "This is the end of the matter, if it is true what you said, the Zongchang Pavilion has no books, and if you correct the mistake, can you make him spit out all the books? What's more, you broke the law first, and if you really settle it, it's your fault."

The people below lowered their heads.

"Since all the records in the pavilion are lost, how do you know that it was done by Fu Yan?" Suddenly the elder questioned, "Maybe it was written by the previous priest..."

Someone added: "It doesn't matter who did it, he is the one who leads the priest now, so he has to bear the blame!"

Several elders seconded the proposal.

But I heard the elder in the middle say again: "I think let's forget about it first. If Fu Yan really dared to do such a disobedient thing at such a young age, he would not be less guilty of other crimes in the future. Everyone understands People who know the truth, since they have an idea in their hearts, they should be careful in the future, and there is no need to be merciful just because he is a royal family of the Fu family."

Seeing the main person in power speak out, the others have no reason to speak out, they just feel depressed and angry, which cannot be calmed down for a while.

When all the people dispersed, the elder left the shaman who violated the rules behind, and ordered in a low voice: "You can take advantage of these two days and go there again."

"...Elder," the man was surprised, "isn't this against the clan rules?"

"You're all wrong, how many times do you care?" He said, "This time, let's go and search carefully. Now that place belongs to the only Bible treasure record in the barbarian tribe. If there is nothing left, Isn't it an irreparable regret for my entire clan?"

Seeing that he had said so, the witch had no choice but to respond: "... I take orders."