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This time seems to be no different.

The sun is setting in the west and it is getting late.

Qing'anfang, as a small market in Liang Dynasty, is still crowded with people and there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

Boom boom.

The dull knock on the door did not stir up any excitement in the city.

The young eunuch who had changed his clothes looked around unnaturally, as if he was wary of something.

He didn't relax for a moment when he knocked on the door.

The heavy door bolt rattled.

Immediately afterwards, the door with peeling paint slowly opened.

A wall of mountain scenery blocked the door, and the passages on both sides seemed a bit narrow.

The young eunuch did not dare to linger at the door and hurriedly squeezed in. At the same time, he carefully fastened the peeling paint door, and then followed the passage on the left into the inner courtyard.

The inner courtyard is desolate. At first glance, it seems that there are no people around and there is no breath of life.

The two courtyards are not big. The east and west wings are locked with locks and the doors are closed.

The main wing directly in front has gained some popularity.

The young eunuch hurriedly walked to the door of the main wing in two steps. Before he could open the door, the door opened on its own.

A thin middle-aged man walked out of the shadows, but half of his face was still hidden in the shadows.

When he saw the person, the young eunuch hurriedly said respectfully: "Sir, my godfather has a secret message for you."

He said handing over the wax pills.

The thin middle-aged man raised his hand and picked up the wax pill.

Although this person looks as thin as a withered stick, his hands are extremely delicate and the muscles and bones are strong. It can be seen that they are regularly maintained.

Every time he saw these hands, the young eunuch felt a little jealous.

These hands are indeed far beyond ordinary people.

Perhaps because he had been staring for a long time, the young eunuch suddenly felt that the temperature around him had dropped a lot, making him shiver unconsciously.

This kind of coldness is really not normal.

Although it is the end of late summer and the temperature is not high anymore, it will not be like this.

This cold feeling was like something scratching his bones.

"Shen, sir...if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

When the young eunuch turned around and backed away, he tripped over something unconsciously.

This made his hair stand on end.

His face suddenly turned as white as gold paper.

Looking down, he saw that it wasn't the corner of the ground that tripped him at all, but something hooked his ankle.

Before he had time to think, he was about to fall forward.

However, at this moment, a delicate hand directly grabbed his shoulder and lifted him upright.

"Stop messing around!"

Mr. Shen shouted sternly.

The young eunuch felt relaxed and hurriedly said goodbye.

The moment he walked out of the door, he immediately started running.

He hurriedly unbolted the door, forgetting to even close the door, and rolled and crawled towards the palace.

Looking at the back of the young eunuch, the man whose face was half hidden in the shadows grinned.

Rub it with your hands to open the wax balls.

The contents of the secret message were not unusual.

This is his role. Otherwise, Zheng Zhong would not have extracted so many resources from his hands.

It's just that Zheng Zhong just gave him the skills he had been thinking about bit by bit.

He was also afraid of having problems, so he didn't dare to practice and just accumulated them.

At least a rough system can be drawn.

Mr. Shen crushed the secret letter into scraps and threw it into the lit brazier. He murmured in a calm voice: "Killing couldn't be easier."

As he spoke, he turned and entered the inner room.

There are no windows in the inner room, and even the doorway is blocked by a thick quilt.

Only the flickering red candlelight was bright.

There was a piece of red paper taped to the altar, but it was blank.

Red candles as thick as a baby's arms were lit on both sides, illuminating an unknown object covered with red cloth in the middle.

Mr. Shen picked up the black dagger beside him.

Then he went to the east wing and caught a big rooster.

He cut the rooster's throat with a knife and threw the rooster into the inner room as the blood spread.

At first the rooster's movements could be heard, but within a moment there was no more sound.

Only then did he enter the inner room.

He walked to the altar and cut his palm open with a knife.

Blood immediately flowed down the wound and poured onto the red cloth.

If you look closely, you can see that the red cloth is obviously dyed with blood.

The blood seeped in quickly, as if something was being absorbed quickly inside.

The object wrapped in red cloth shook a few times, and then gradually died down.

"Baby, it's your turn to show off your majesty again." Mr. Shen smiled, his eyes full of obsession, as if he was looking at his beloved thing.

It's getting dark.

To black.

The young eunuch didn't dare to stop at all and ran away from Qing'anfang.

Yes, for him it was about escaping.

He just knew that Mr. Shen had a mysterious origin and seemed to be a god-like figure.

But one look at this trip really made his hair stand on end.

After returning to the Department of Internal Affairs, the young eunuch's heart dropped in his throat.

He sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.

When I rolled up my trousers and took a look, I was shocked.

There is clearly a faint black handprint on the ankle.

But in the blink of an eye, the fingerprints became lighter and disappeared, as if what had just happened was just an illusion.

The young eunuch felt his hair standing on end.

The hair stood on end, and I felt uncomfortable all over.

"Evil door, really damn evil door!"

Even Uchi Masaji couldn't bring him a sense of security.

The young eunuch hurriedly walked to the Sutra Library Pavilion in the inner palace.

The old eunuch of the Sutra Pavilion has some skills. If nothing else, it can at least make him feel at ease.

The stars rise and night falls.

When Wen Yue woke up from practice, his magic power increased very little.

This was also expected by Tu Shanjun.

The Five Spiritual Roots themselves are already very poor, and the rebellious innate qualifications are even worse than the Five Spiritual Roots.

Naturally, you cannot obtain too much mana through external refining.

Even if I meditate all day long to absorb the energy into my body, it is still not as good as the energy brought by eating meat.

Therefore, the method of internal refining is not only suitable for monks in the Qi training period, but is also beneficial to those with poor qualifications.

Internal refining method, refining Qi and accumulating mana.

In the afternoon, Marquis Jing'an returned to his mansion.

Tell him very calmly.

The matter is done.

It was very indifferent, as if there was nothing he couldn't do if he took action.

It's just a drizzle.

Little did he know how he argued hard in court to get this job for his son.

Annanbo was the second in command of the army.

Wen Yue is the vanguard, and there must always be three or four thousand men in the vanguard.

The imperial court did not plan to send a large army to fight this time.

Called a crusade, it actually meant gathering 30,000 to 40,000 men and horses, carrying out defense changes at Tongguan, and replacing the original border troops with the territory.

Then the border troops were dismantled, and some of them were sent to the three major camps in Kyoto, while the rest were scattered into the surrounding prefectures and cities.

This is generally true as well.

The purpose is to prevent the border army from getting bigger and the border generals to rely on themselves, which is a threat to the court.

Therefore, there will be a change of defense every three years.

This year I just caught up with it, combining two into one, using defense instead of offense.

It is estimated that Tongguan has already gathered some of Luohe's defeated soldiers, so there is no need for additional reinforcements.

The big army may not move, but there will definitely be some friction on a small scale.

The Northern Wei Dynasty would not allow Daliang to rest and recuperate. The Wei Emperor had always been ambitious and wanted to annex Daliang.

Wen Yue was not surprised at the success of the matter.

Because of the continuous fighting, although they didn't say it, they were actually scared.

The disciples of the Xungui family are also human beings, and there are not many outstanding ones.

If they are all defeated, who will lead the troops to fight?

Wen Yue's thoughts returned.

Not because of anything else, but because the wind at the door was quiet.

The crow in the tree no longer crows.

The commotion of snakes, insects, rats, and ants also stopped abruptly.

Wen Yue stared at the door.

There seemed to be something there, standing breathlessly and intently.

Watch him through the crack in the door.