the emperor's man catches ghosts

In fact, Xiao Changli's thoughts at this time were exactly the opposite of theirs. He wanted to leave, and the sooner the better.

He didn't think that all disasters could be ended by his death, even if he really wanted to die, he had to die well.

After leaving the hut, he broke the rope on his body and sprinted a few steps to take shelter in the forest, but he didn't want a chain to wrap around his waist and pull him back from the crowd behind him.

He was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that there would be such a skilled person among these ordinary people, he stabilized his body, grabbed the chain and pulled that person out.

The man was dressed in ordinary clothes, but he was tall and tall, his eyes were full of brilliance, and he was definitely not an ordinary person. At almost the same time, dozens of people rushed out to surround him. They looked like he was a Lianjiazi. .Those real foolish people have already fled in panic.

"Catch him, don't let him run away!" One of them shouted loudly, and several of them attacked at the same time, all with weapons in their hands and quick moves, and they cooperated well, as if they came prepared.

Although Xiao Changli is outstanding in martial arts, he is still seriously injured, so it is inevitable that he will not be able to deal with the siege of dozens of people. These people are ordinary people and cannot be restrained by evil spirits, so after a fight, it is quite difficult.

While responding to the enemy, he searched for an opportunity to get away. After several moves, he finally saw a flaw in the attack of the group of people, and immediately charged away, snatching the chain with his hands. The movement was like a flying dragon and lightning, and the group of people was driven away by a distance. Fleeing away on time.Those people were too late to pursue, they threw out their weapons and followed closely behind.

Xiao Changli stepped on the treetops and turned slightly to dodge easily, but saw that there was another commoner in front of him who was too late to leave, and a short knife was hitting him.

Xiao Changren shuddered, jumped on the tree with his strength, and flew away to pull the man aside, avoiding the fatal blow, but suddenly felt a pain in his stomach, it turned out that it was the man who the commoner would hide in his sleeve. A poisonous needle pierced into his body severely.

This poisonous needle is long and sharp, and penetrated several inches into his body in an instant. What kind of poison was quenched on it, it rushed into his body and wandered through the eight extraordinary meridians. He felt pain and numbness all over his body. Unable to move, he fell to the ground.

"Hey, everyone says how powerful this person is, but I don't think so."

"What a fart, he was caught by our brother. Look at him, he can't move, he looks like a cockroach."

"Okay, take it back quickly and reward it for merit."

"If I hadn't hit him with a single blow just now, you really might not be able to catch him. After a while, no one is allowed to snatch him from me."

"Look at what you can, if I hadn't thrown that knife, he would have been so easily fooled?"

"Okay, stop arguing, get people back quickly... Tsk tsk, why is this kid as cold as ice, without any heat at all?"

"Yeah, whoops, my hands are almost freezing..."

Xiao Changli couldn't move his body, but his mind was very clear. He could feel a few people lift him up. He made a noise all the way. He didn't know how far he had gone. There was a commotion in front of him. Countless people were gathered around, cheering his own words. captured.

He knew that this was the sacrificial altar in the northern suburbs of the city. It was originally a place of sacrifice for the people. At this time, a high platform was solemnly erected, and a stone pillar was erected in the middle, and dry firewood was piled under the pillar.In front of the stone pillar is a furnace, around which several wizards are reciting incantations and praying. The big jump is serious, without the solemnity of offering sacrifices, but rather comical.

Many common people gathered around the altar, prostrating and kneeling to worship the sky, with pious expressions, begging for God's mercy.

Xiao Changli was carried up to the high platform by several people, and was firmly tied to the stone pillar with thick ropes.

"Lord Xiao..." A woman in the crowd wept bitterly and wanted to pounce on her, but was dragged back by her mother and reprimanded for a while.

There are still quite a few women like her. Seeing that the person in her girlfriend's dream will be regarded as a disaster star and burned to death, even if it is hard to distinguish in reason, it is hard to let go in love. One can imagine the heartbreak.

Suddenly, another woman rushed forward regardless of everything, threw herself into his arms and cried loudly: "Master Xiao, I can't bear you...why are you a disaster..."

Xiao Changli was stunned for a moment by her rouge, but before he could react, several women rushed up and moaned around him like mourning.

Although in the past there were women jumping on him, he could easily dodge it, but now he can't do it, he can only be like meat on a chopping board, being hugged one by one and hugged by another, groping and rubbing to take advantage of it.

These are all girls from Qunxianglou, without father or mother, no one cares about them, but at this time, they ignore the etiquette and the contemptuous eyes of everyone, and dare to come up to bid farewell to him, the disaster star.

"Okay, get down quickly, or you will be burned together!" A wizard came over and drove everyone down.

After the women left, Xiao Changli heaved a sigh of relief. At this moment, his clothes were ripped apart, and there was a lip mark on his face, which was left by someone who took advantage of the fire.

Just now, the exorcism skill was interrupted, so he had to start again, enduring the severe pain and concentrating the whole body's strength in one place, trying to force out the poisonous needle.

Anyway, can't get stuck here.

At this time, the sky was cloudy and cold, and the altar here was located in the outskirts, amidst the bleak winter scenery, the wind was blowing, the clouds were moving, the dust and leaves were falling, and it felt oppressive and oppressive.

A crowd of people recalled the attack by the ghost soldiers outside the Noon Palace Gate. Among so many people, only Xiao Changli was able to retreat from the attack by the ghost soldiers. They believed that the ghost soldiers were attracted by this disaster star. Everyone was angry and shouted to ignite the fire and burn the disaster star to death.

A few wizards beat the blue-skinned drum out of boiling public grievances, and a wizard wearing a ghost mask came over, cut off a strand of Xiao Changli's hair, dipped it in some unknown blood, and threw it into the cauldron. The flames were raging, and there was a strange and pungent burning smell in the air.

Xiao Changli's eyes were like a deep pool without waves, and he quietly looked at the audience, as if he was watching a farce that had nothing to do with him.

Suddenly, his eyes passed through the crowd, and he saw a moon-white figure in the distance.

Han Ziyu raised his hand and waved at him like an old friend reunited. He calmly caught a floating leaf and turned his fingertips lightly, and the leaf turned into a cluster of flames and jumped at his fingertips.

"Fire destroys everything, everything in it destroys, and people die when they encounter it." He narrowed his eyes slightly with the shadow of flame jumping in his eyes, "This is really fascinating."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Shi Kuncheng next to him, who was pretending to be a spectator for the people, was not as relaxed as he was, frowning tightly, "We are dealing with the little emperor, what's the use of you always targeting a Xiao Changli? "

Han Ziyu twirled her fingertips lightly, and the cluster of flames danced lightly in his hand like a living thing: "You probably don't know the relationship between Yun Yu and him. If you knew, you wouldn't say such stupid things."

Shi Kuncheng was puzzled: "Relationship? What's the relationship between the two of them?"

Han Ziyu smiled and blew lightly, and the flames dissipated like a phoenix in the wind, disappearing without a trace: "For Yun Yu, what happened to Xiao Changli was more painful than taking a knife out of his heart. Thinking about coming here The two of them are also very pitiful, the more entangled they are, the more they will drag each other down, and they will never die. The way of heaven is unkind and treats all things as dogs, no matter how stubborn people are, how can they be against the will of heaven."

Shi Kuncheng half understood what he heard, looked over there, and said: "Since that's the case, I'll have someone kill him right away."

Han Ziyu waved his hands, his eyes sparkled: "Yun Yu hasn't come to save him yet, he can't die so soon."

"What's the meaning of this?" Shi Kuncheng was puzzled, "You procrastinate to prevent him from being killed, just to wait for Yun Yu to rescue him?"

Han Ziyu smiled and said, "Of course he will come to rescue him, the sooner he can be rescued, the better."

Shi Kuncheng didn't understand anymore, and looked at him in a daze, wondering if this person was a fool.

Han Ziyu secretly rolled his eyes, and said: "Since ancient times, the righteousness of an emperor has been in the people, in virtue, in inheriting the way of heaven, and downloading all people. People are like water, they can carry boats, and they can also overturn them. Yun Yu is the son of heaven, protected by dragon veins, With the body of the real dragon, neither you nor I can kill him, only the hearts of the people can kill him. Think about it, Mr. Shi, now the people all regard Xiao Changli as a disaster, and they wish to kill him quickly. If they save him, will they still support this emperor? Just ask, how long can an emperor who has lost his dragon veins and lost the hearts of the people last?"

Shi Kuncheng suddenly burst into laughter, and said with a smile: "Sir, this method is really clever, and Shi admires it. But what if Yun Yu doesn't come to rescue? This matter has been going on for a long time, but there is no movement in the palace. Let him recuperate with peace of mind, and surely this news will not reach his ears."

Han Ziyu said: "Don't worry, let him know, he will know. Even if he really doesn't want to be saved, the control of the heavy soldiers in the capital is still in the hands of the adults, and what you want them to do is not all based on the adults' words. "

He looked at the figure on the altar, with a melodious and clear smile, without revealing the treacherous feelings in his heart, "Let your people continue to spread the rumors of disaster stars, and remember not to kill him too soon. My account with him , but it’s not over yet.”