When it was just dawn, it was extremely cold, and the cold wind blew on my face, and it hurt like a knife.

The Zhuqi County town, surrounded by fog, seemed a little dead.

After yesterday's fight and turmoil, the city was panicked, and many people packed their luggage and ran away overnight and hid in the countryside.

Most of the people who stayed in the city stayed at home uneasy at this time. Even if there were those who had to go out for a living, they were cautious, looking around, not daring to speak loudly, completely losing the noisy and lively atmosphere of the past.

Many warriors were killed and injured, Di Xiangwu and Huo Silkworm were captured, and Yun Tianzong was seriously injured and fled, and the news of his escape was still fermenting in a small range, but it would be necessary that it would spread throughout Changyang Mansion in a few days. The vibrations caused by that time can be imagined.

Rumble!

A group of dozens of riders rode on the deserted streets and galloped on horseback, with the sound of hooves shaking, as if muffled thunder was rolling in.

He quickly arrived at a restaurant that was almost turned into ruins. Delong shook his black cloak, turned over and dismounted, and glanced at the audience with cold eyes.

Smelling the smell of blood floating in the air, he waved his whip, pointed to the ruins of the restaurant, and ordered: "Dig it out!"

Delong is a first-class guard with a stick. His name is inconspicuous, but in fact he is a third-rank military position.

There were only three guards who were awarded the first-class guards in the entire stick.

Even if his boss had a long stick, he was in charge of the same first-class guard.

In order to sit in this position, in addition to being a villain in terms of identity, one must also be a confidant of the emperor, and even more capable.

The first-class guards in other positions may be the emperor on a whim and clicked casually, but the first-class guards on the stick must be the top third-grade master!

It was precisely because of his high position and power and his own power that Delong dared to reprimand the lord of the mansion at will.

Below the guard of the stick, there is a deacon, who has the authority to manage affairs, but he is not of character or rank.

After Delong gave the order, several deacons bowed to take the order and flew into the ruins of the restaurant.

These people all reached the state of inner strength, with strong physique and strength, and easily lifted up the ruins.

Originally, dozens of people were killed or injured in the restaurant yesterday, but most of the bodies had been taken away by familiar relatives and friends, and only some lonely ghosts were left lying on the corpse.

Of course, the deacons did not come for these people.

"Finally found!"

After a while, a deacon dragged out a body with a short figure and a smashed face. It was the black and white boy.

Delong glanced at it and said lightly: "After all, I am doing things for the court. Although I didn't catch anyone, I will be able to report it. I will choose a place to be buried with a grand funeral."

After giving instructions, Delong no longer cared about it, looked at a man in his fifties and hooked nose among the deacons, and said, "Ding Jiu, whether you can find the thief next depends on you!"

Ding Jiu smiled and clasped his fists and said, "Ding, don't worry, sir."

After hearing this conversation, the other deacons had different expressions, either with cold expressions or disgusting expressions. Some of them seemed to be disgusted and turned their heads.

Ding Jiu didn't care at all, and laughed strangely, patted his belly lightly, with a soft face, and said to him: "Baby, come out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ding Jiu’s abdomen twisting and bulging, as if something foreign object was winding and crawling all the way up.

Wow!

Immediately afterwards, Ding Jiu opened his mouth, a colorful, green eyes, cold and ruthless little snake spit out the snake letter, slowly swam out of his mouth and fell to the ground.

When Delong saw this scene, his cheeks were thrust hard.

This is a magical technique called the "Piracy of Snakes". It was originally a technique to control people and harm others. The little snake was sacrificed and practiced with secret techniques to swallow the target into its belly. When casting the spell, you only need to recite the spell. The little snake was in a state of pain and was at mercy.

Ding Jiu used this technique to harm people and accumulate money. As he became more and more people, he gradually gained experience and used himself as the target of his technique to swallow the little snake and practice it, which made him have a different kind of wonderful use.

The colorful little snake wandered around the ground, and the snake's letter "hissed" and passed for a while. The little snake suddenly rolled its tail and swam in one direction very quickly.

The group of people at the sticky rod were obviously familiar with this scene. They glanced at each other and immediately chased after each other.

After chasing the colorful snake all the way out of the county town, crossing another river. After about twenty miles, a group of people arrived outside a lush and lush forest.

Ding Jiu muttered something, and the colorful little snake swam over and climbed up along his ankle, wrapping around his neck. The snake letter "hissed" and seemed to be telling something.

Ding Jiu stopped the spell and looked at Delong and said, "Sir, the mouse is hiding in this mountain, not far away."

A cold look appeared on Delong's face: "What are you waiting for? Go in now and catch the mouse!"

"Sir, wait!"

Delong was about to set off, and a clean and kind-hearted middle-aged man walked out of the deacon, and bowed with a smile: "Sir, the mountains are high and the forests are dense. There are so many of us who go deep into it. If it causes movement, it is inevitable that we will be alarmed. It is better to let me cast a spell on it. Even if it cannot harm the life of the thief, it will make him fascinated."

Delong looked at the man and said, "Are Master Yuanling confident?"

Yuan Ling smiled and said, "If I were not sure, how dare I recommend myself?"

He slowly took out a small package from his sleeve and slowly opened it, but poked his hair twice, untied the gourd hanging from his waist, shook it, and took off the lid, and immediately a pungent smell of blood came out.

Yuan Ling said: "Long before leaving Beijing, I was prepared. This is the hair and blood of the traitor's parents."

A lifelike portrait of the whole body was laid on the ground, with the name of "Wang Yongnian" and the birth date and horoscope. Yuan Ling placed his hair on the portrait, poured the gourd down, and blood poured on the hair.

He pinched a knife in his hand, and also poured blood into the knife body. Then Yuan Ling used the knife to pierce the portrait internal organs, eyes, ears, mouth, nose and other parts, and stepped on the turbulent steps under his feet. The tiger and tiger produce wind, and the hand techniques changed rapidly, and he recited: "Heaven is Pu'an Heaven, the earth is Pu'an Earth, thousands of troops and horses, and thousands of gods, taking souls and gods, and I don't know what to do. I am obeying the Supreme Lord and I am as urgent as the law!"

After reciting the soul-taking spell, a strange breeze suddenly swayed above the portrait, rolling up the portrait and flying towards the sky.

At the same time.

Among the steep mountains and hills, on a tall stone platform, Di Xiangwu and Huo Silkworm Niang were unaware of the human affairs, and lying softly on the ground, not knowing life and death.

Pei Yuan sat on the stone platform, frowned, thought for a while, and sighed: "After all, it's a little bit worse."

He naturally tried the method of opening the orifices of the Jiaji Pass on Di Xiangwu and Huo Silkworm Niang. The strong martial artists inside were much better than ordinary people who cultivated true qi, allowing him to obtain more experimental data.

In addition, I also obtained the "Tian Silkworm Gong" mental method practiced by Huo Silkworm Girl.

"The method of opening the orifice of Jiajiguan is only one step short of the first step..."

Pei Yuan calmed down and was about to get up when he suddenly looked moved. He felt a strange wave in the world invading him, as if he was about to pry his mind open and invade it.

But I can't get in, so I can only scratch my face through the shoe.

"Is this... someone is using evil tricks to harm me?"

Pei Yuan got a lot of knowledge about Taoism from Qing Yunzi. When he noticed something strange, he immediately became suspicious.

"However, this technique is too weak. Are you tickling me?"

Pei Yuanluo pondered, and then suddenly realized: "Strange magic harms people. Generally, there must be the fur and blood of the person or the relative. It is best to add the birth date, but I am not the real 'Wang Yongnian', I just occupied a body! I have found the wrong door, so how can I harm people?"

"Then let me see which demon is weird!"
Chapter completed!