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Seven or eight people broke into the inner school ground, either holding swords or bare hands. As soon as they entered the courtyard behind, they saw two corpses on the ground.

"Twenty-nine and thirty-six are dead." One person said.

"Hey, Thirty-six is ​​really a little weird. It turns out that it was all lucky before." The speaker stepped forward and kicked it gently.

"How did Twenty-Nine die?"

"What do you care about him, what are you doing?"

"They're both dead, I want the receiver."

"Why do you belong to the receiver?"

"Because I thought of it first, why, aren't you convinced?"

"I'm just beg you, do you think you are the Son of God?"

"Don't argue, we agreed to join forces to deal with other brothers, and finally elect one person as the Son of God."

"A weapon such an important receiver cannot be possessed by a person too much. I suggest that everyone not take it, just use their own."

"If we don't take it, we will be taken away by others."

"Then set a rule."

"What rules, do you roll dice?"

puff.

"Bastard, you actually took the lead..."

Puff puff.

"Don't blame me for being cruel..."

Puff puff puff puff.

"Ah-I'll fight with you..."

Puff puff puff puff puff.

Hu Guiyang got up, his body was covered with blood, but that was not his blood, it all came from the second nine brother Hu Guizhong.

There were several more corpses on the ground, and only two were still gasping. One looked at Hu Guiyang who had resurrected from the dead in surprise, and soon died. The other one coughed and laughed wildly, "Haha, it's still you, cough cough, it's you, cough cough..."

"Where are the other brothers?" Hu Guiyang asked.

"If I had known this, cough cough, then, cough cough, why would you have been saved by your adoptive father? Cough cough, it would be better, cough cough, that knife."

"It has nothing to do with the adoptive father, it's because you are too greedy."

"Ahem, are you not greedy?"

"A little less than you. Where have the others gone?"

"Well, if you are, ahem, Son of God, then............"

The three hidden people walked out, and the bird guns in Yuan Mao and Lai Wangxi's hands had lit the fuse, but they were not cast.

"Your brothers... are really quick to take action." Fan Dajian put down his bird gun and whispered a few verses. His bird gun was just a decoration.

Lai Wangxi no longer trembled, but her expression became even more frightened, "This is the imperial city, are these people crazy?"

Hu Guiyang looked at Fan Dajian.

The old Taoist happened to finish reciting a passage of sutra and said in surprise: "What do you think of me? I have nothing to do with this matter."

"Explain to Teacher Lai why these people are not crazy," said Hu Guiyang.

"Why me?"

"Because you have let more than twenty Taoist priests die, you can understand the thoughts of my brothers."

"I... this... this is still an explanation? Someone must have promised them good. As long as the benefits are big enough, who will kill them? A general becomes famous and thousands of bones are undone, and an emperor competes with his bones and piles up mountains of bones. How many people are there?" Fan Dajian said disdainfully.

Lai Wangxi's face was ashes, holding the bird gun tightly.

Fan Daji sighed, "I used to kill people, but today people kill the sky, and the way of heaven is circulating. Now it's my turn. What's there to say?"

Yuan Mao, who had not spoken, said at this time: "What should I do next? Will I continue to wait?"

"Let's go find Wang Zhi." Hu Guiyang said to Lai Wangxi: "Where is Wang Zhi living?"

"Ah? The governor... has a house near the Imperial Horse Prison, but he may not live there."

"Where is Li Zi Province? He doesn't live in the palace, right?"

"I don't know this." Lai Wangxi was just a warrior in the Imperial Horse Supervisor and didn't know much about the palace.

"What are you looking for Li Zisheng?" Fan Dajian asked.

"Whether it is looking for a demon fox or a son of god, someone must cast a spell to suppress it. If I guess correctly, it should be Li Zisheng."

"Then he is in Guanghan Hall for ten years." Fan Dajian found that the eyes of others were staring at him, and added impatiently: "You really don't understand anything. Guanghan Hall on Qionghua Island is a remnant hall left by the Qianyuan Palace. Many concubines of the Qianyuan have died in it. They are the most yin land in the imperial city. No matter who wants to suppress the ghosts in the city, they should set up formations and cast spells there unless he doesn't understand anything."

Li Zisheng was a Taoist priest who became a monk halfway through the journey, and Fan Dajian looked down on him a little.

"Let coach Lai lead the way." Hu Guiyang said.

Lai Wangxi gritted his teeth and walked, "Guanghan Palace is not too far, but he has to circle around Taiye Lake."

The other three people followed, and Lai Wangxi reminded Yuan Mao: "Be careful to protect the fire rope, rather let it go."

"Mine has never been lit." Fan Dajian was not very happy, and then sighed, "It's really strange. The palace wants to suppress ghosts, why don't you look for our Lingji Palace?"

No one answered his question.

Not far from the inner schoolyard, a few groups of figures came from the opposite bridge. Lai Wangxi and Yuan Mao immediately raised their guns to greet each other, and Fan Dajian was busy looking for something to ignite.

Hu Guiyang raised his arm and left it in his original place without taking the other person's receiver. "Who is the one who came?"

The person opposite stopped and the leader whispered: "Is it my brother Sanliu? I am Shisan Hu Guijian."

Thirteenth Lang Hu Guijian is famous for his wisdom and resourcefulness in the Zhao family, and Hu Guiyang dare not be careless, "Does Thirteenth Brother also want to be the son of god?"

"I'll go over and talk to you alone." Hu Guijian waited for a while, walked slowly, spreading her arms to show that she had no intention of harming others. "Things are out of control, completely out of control."

Hu Guiyang signaled Yuan Mao and Lai Wangxi to put down the bird gun, "How many people are left?"

"There shouldn't be many. According to my estimate, there are only about thirteen or fourteen left."

"Who opened the first one?"

"Big Brother."

"He?" Hu Guiyang was a little surprised.

Hu Guijian slowly lowered her arms, "I don't know much about the specific situation. It seems that Brother Sanjiu persuaded his elder brother to take action first, and soon after the night fell, he launched a sneak attack on others."

It is better to start first, this is what Hu Guiyang said to his third-ninth brother Hu Gui.

"Where did everyone's receiver come from?"

"This thing?" Hu Guijian took out a wooden box from his arms and threw it on the ground. "I said it, my brother Sanliu may not believe it. This was what I got when I was in Shanxi. An old man chased me for three days and insisted on telling me fortunes. He didn't want money afterwards and gave me the receiver, saying that it would be used in the future. Unexpectedly, it was used to massacre his brothers."

"I believe." Hu Guiyang said that it seems that every brother's receiver has a history, which was previously considered a secret.

"Brother Sanliu, I have to apologize to you. Collusion with Wen is the fifth brother's idea... Oh, of course I have a share, the demon fox case has been delayed for too long, and I want to end it soon."

"Forget it, where is the fifth brother?"

"He was injured and didn't know where he hid."

"Don't you want to be the Son of God?"

"Hey, can I believe this? Obviously someone secretly manipulated this matter and wanted to present the so-called Son of God to the emperor. Our brothers were targeted. Unfortunately, everyone was kept in the dark and killed each other. Only the third and sixth brothers woke up early."

"Where are you going?" Hu Guiyang didn't want to listen to the thirteenth brother's flattery.

"There is nowhere to go. The gates of the government offices and houses in this area are closed. It seems that the eldest brother and the third brother have informed their superiors in advance. Where are you going? Let's go with you."

"Go to Guanghan Palace."

"good."

Hu Guiyang did not explain the reason, and Hu Guijian didn't ask. He was good at giving advice, but was not good at taking the lead. He raised his arms and shouted: "Come here, brother Sanliu has no malice!"

There were three people on the other side, and Hu Guiyang looked over and wanted to see who they were.

With a bang, a gun sounded behind him.

Hu Guiyang was shocked and immediately raised his left arm. Just as he was about to turn around, he saw the Thirteenth Brother opposite fall down slowly, looked at the three people in the distance, turned around and jumped.

Hu Guijian knelt on the ground, reached out and touched her stomach, raised her hand and saw dark red blood, "Hey, you still don't believe me..."

Hu Guiyang turned around and looked at the person who fired the gun. He said coldly: "Either believe it all or don't believe it. The Zhao family's adopted sons are all the same."

Hu Guijian laughed, "Zhao's adopted son... Brother Sanliu, it doesn't matter whether we believe in ghosts or gods or not, really, not at all..."

Hu Guijian's body tilted and fell down.

Hu Guiyang waited for a while before stepping forward to check the body.
To be continued...