Dachunyang Palace

Chapter 34
Time, go back to an hour ago

underground darkroom
Several old beggars have already formulated specific strategies for killing officials, and at the same time perfected the escape route after killing officials.

Next, wait for the batch of weapons hidden by the Tang Sect to be exposed to everyone.

Several people are meditating with their eyes closed
Suddenly there was a light outside, followed by an explosion that could be heard for more than ten miles.

The old beggar with eight bags hanging on his body in the middle opened his eyes immediately, and his eyes gleamed.

I saw his beard flickering, and he murmured excitedly:

"This is... the Sky Thunder Orb of the Tang Sect?"

"This true qi fluctuates, you can't go wrong!"

The middle-aged beggar at the bottom left also opened his eyes at this time. Although there was doubt in his eyes, they were indifferent. It was just a little earlier, but the result was the same.

A little beggar suddenly came in from outside the dark room, only thirteen or fourteen years old, with a black face and a very ordinary appearance.

After entering the dark room, lying on the ground without talking nonsense, panting heavily, he said quickly
".. Tang... the direction of Tang Sect."

Several old beggars stood up immediately.

Oh mom!This guy fits perfectly!As soon as the plan was made, the opportunity came immediately. It is really the blessings of the ancestors of the beggar gang!

"it is good!

Now, let's go! "

Judging from the usual speed, the group of Imperial Army soldiers guarding Chang'an reacted very quickly. Such a loud noise was able to attract a sufficient number of Imperial Army soldiers, but it was unknown which unlucky ghost stepped on this dark mine.

Time is not enough, need to hurry.

The beggars glanced at each other, nodded, and walked out quickly. The middle-aged beggar who was left behind was indeed not in good health. I don't talk too much.

Everyone hurried out of the room, but they didn't notice that the eyes of the little beggar who had kept his head down were shining.

The middle-aged beggar who followed looked at the old people in front of him, and said, "Since the Tang Sect has been exposed at this time, within half an hour, there will definitely be imperial guards coming to investigate. If the weapons are found, they will It's a big deal. At that time, at least one-third of the imperial army's strength will be concentrated in the outer city, and the number of patrols in the inner city will also be reduced. At this time, as long as..."

'puff'

Before the words were broken, a sharp knife quickly pierced the back of the middle-aged beggar's neck. The beggar's eyes protruded, and a mouthful of black blood gushed out of his mouth.

A few old beggars took a closer look and found that it was the little beggar who was kneeling next to the middle-aged Dharma protector when he came to report the letter.

Immediately, the anger was unstoppable.

This is the critical time, although the new protector who has just been promoted for a month is not high in martial arts, but he rarely has a good brain.

Recently, most of the special situations of the Beggar Gang have been resolved by him. Even the conflicts between the Clean Clothes Clan and the Dirty Clothes Clan, which had been unstoppable, have gradually eased under his rectification.

But now is such a time of crisis, but he didn't expect a spy to sneak into such a secret place!

I saw that the little beggar was tightly attached to the middle-aged beggar, his legs locked the beggar's head, and his head was close to the middle-aged beggar's neck. His head and face were covered with blood, and his eyes kept shining with evil light.

Jumping down, the somewhat weird little beggar shouted:

"Heaven burns the evil land! Give me back my Holy Spirit! Idealistic Sanying! Ten thousand nights return to light!"

I don't know when there was an extra ball in my hand, and the little beggar smiled evilly.

"Let's return to Mingzun's arms together, lost lambs."

These old beggars are not weak in lightness kung fu. Although their bodies are old, their strong true energy is no joke.

In just a moment, he retreated nearly a hundred feet.

The little beggar didn't care, and pulled the long string in his hand. After an explosion, he laughed and was buried in the flames. Even though his body was scorched by the flames, he kept laughing until he became a ball Ashes, the laughter gradually stopped, leaving nothing behind.

Seeing this scene, several old beggars felt chills in their hearts.

"I don't know which demon sect taught such an evil person. It's really evil."

Although the six-pocket elder who had a good relationship with Lu Mansong kept feeling cold in his heart, after all, business is more important. Although there is no guidance from the Dharma protector, it has reached the last step, and only the final link of killing is left. So it doesn't need much guidance.

Floating in this arena, who wouldn't kill someone?
As for the guardian, there is nothing to do if he dies.

Therefore, the corpse of the middle-aged beggar gang guardian was thrown there at random by several people, waiting for the disciples of the beggar gang who guarded the place to dispose of it.

Several people turned around, and [Xiaoyaoyou] was completely unfettered by the [Emperor's Dragon Qi Formation]. With just a few consecutive steps, it flew straight up dozens of feet high.

Seen from the ground, it looks like a few old beggars have transformed from human beings into a few small black dots in the sky until they are completely invisible, which is quite miraculous.

However, no one took a closer look at the life and death of the middle-aged guardian before leaving, and therefore, no one noticed that the 'dead' guardian had a slight smile on his lips.

"People from the Central Plains."

……

North of Outer City
With both legs broken at the root and a mask on his face, the old man in a black robe is squinting his eyes slightly, looking at the man in white with his bra and hat in front of him, as if he is planning something in his heart.

After a long stalemate, the man in white finally spoke.

"The matter has been settled, should you hand over your things?"

He is very fluent in Tang dialect, but even though he is fluent, the foreign man's Tang dialect has a slight accent, and his tone changes little, so he should be from an outsider.

It's just that I don't know if it's Huiyi people or big cannibals.

The old man's eyes were slightly squinted under the mask, but the corner of his mouth exposed outside the mask was twitched.

"Okay, as you said, these weapons are now yours."

In the courtyard that was empty just now, a large group of people appeared out of thin air. A group of Tangmen disciples in black and holding crossbow arrows confronted Mingjiao disciples in white clothes with bare chests and hats.

Black and white contrasted against each other in the light night.

I don't know how this group of people hid in the empty yard just now.

But now that the business has been negotiated, it will be a normal transaction later.

Both sides dropped their arms.

"and many more."

The Tangmen elder suddenly raised a hand
The disciples of the Tang Sect in the courtyard immediately raised the crossbow, although the movement was fast, it was silent.

"Also make sure if they really fell into this trap.

After falling in, you can take it away. "

The old man pointed to the weapon behind him, and said flatly, with undisguised distrust in his tone.

The leading Ming Cultist frowned under the hood, then let go, and didn't say much, just raised two fingers.

"Two hours at most.

I thought, whatever is enough. "

The Tang language still has a slight accent and sounds very calm.

The old man also nodded, if two hours is not enough for them to take the bait, it can only mean that the opponent's plan has failed.

Glancing at the two sects of disciples who appeared out of thin air in the courtyard, the old man smiled.

'If, after two hours, they haven't taken the bait.
Then just bury you all here. '

The Ming Cultist seemed very confident, and instead of sitting down, he just stood there, casually took a small dried fish from his back pocket, and began to chew.

'This thing is delicious. '

Although I thought so in my heart, I still looked at the weapons that had just been transferred here from a distance very dedicatedly, as if checking my own things.

His eyes were sharp, as if everything was in his hands.

The old man also began to close his eyes and meditate, thinking of the batch of fake silver sent from the Jingyimen of the Beggar Clan three days ago.

'Hey, dare to fiddle with Tangjiabao's tiger whiskers?

I have to teach you enough lessons to let you know what pain is."

……

Tianzi Building No. [-]
Roof
A young man looked at the note in his hand calmly and smiled sarcastically, as if he was mocking the mortals who were plotting against the gods.

'Tuk Tuk, Tuk'

A rhythmic knock on the door.

Without much doubt, the young man quickly groped under the table and pressed some buttons.

'crunch'

The door opened automatically.

a person came in
He bowed his head respectfully, and put the bamboo tube in his hand on the young man's desk.

He didn't say anything, he didn't even make a sound of breathing, he just pushed open the door quietly, put down the bamboo tube, closed the door and walked out.

The young man seems to have gotten used to this scene. He opened the bamboo tube and checked the surrounding seals and rice paste, as well as the secret seal on it. After confirming that it had not been opened or changed, he cut it directly from the bamboo tube and put it in the bamboo tube. Take out a small box.

A few talismans were drawn out of thin air, a faint green glow flickered, and the small box disappeared automatically.

Inside, a small note was revealed.

With just a glance, the content is clear.

The young man frowned.

"Mingjiao..."

(End of this chapter)