Dafeng's Night Squad Chapter 77

77 Spear's consciousness _1

The teaching workshop Division, the little Pavilion of shadow plum.

Xu Qi ‘an sat lazily and leaned against the couch, the night watchman's uniform hanging on the back of the chair.

In the spacious room, six dancers were dancing. Under the thin gauze dress, their slender waists were swaying.

Behind Xu Qi ‘an, a maidservant was massaging his shoulders. His legs were in the arms of another maidservant, letting her massage them.

The courtesan's wife was wearing a beautiful and complicated long dress, her head slightly lowered as she concentrated on playing the zither.

Occasionally, he would look up at Xu Qi ‘an, who was so happy that he had forgotten about his duties.

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the sound of the zither dissipated, and the dancers left the house. Fu Xiang stood up, washed her hands in the copper Basin, and complained, “”So young master yang is the night watchman.”

“I've let you down, haven't I?” Xu Qi ‘an looked down and played with her fingers as she replied indifferently.

The courtesan's wife lifted her skirt and sat on his body. She pressed her hands on his firm chest muscles and smiled charmingly.”I like it …”

The reason why Xu Qi ‘an had turned to the teaching workshop was mainly because it was close to him. It was definitely not because it cost a lot to eat and listen to music. Here, Fu Xiang gave him free food.

“How does Lu know about the content of my conversation with number nine? The third fragment has been sealed, so it can't receive messages from the other fragment holders, but they can see it? Is this Earth Book an ancient version of a QQ group …”

if I had known earlier, I would have added each and every one of my friends after the blood contract … I was a little frightened at that time and only wanted to get rid of this hot potato …”

“The heaven and earth Association and the earth sect seem to have a relationship … A division in the sect?”

Xu Qi ‘an's thoughts were interrupted. He frowned and looked at the courtesan who was teasing him.

She had a pair of peach blossom eyes that made people feel tender and protective.

“Don't move.” Xu Qi ‘an said unhappily.

A few minutes later, the maidservants who were guarding the outer room heard a sound.

“Let's go first, it'll probably be dusk.”

…..

Guiyue restaurant, between Shang Feng and Ming ya.

A Man in Black clothes was holding a saber with one hand and sitting at a round table with his back straight.

The Man in Black had a two-fingers-long knife scar on his cheek. His eyes were triangular, and his light brown pupils occasionally flashed with a fierce light.

He gave people a feeling of arrogance and madness, as if he would pull out his knife and cut people if there was a disagreement, his viciousness was extremely deep.

He was a death-row prisoner from the Yamen on Night Watch, the kind whose name had been drawn by the current Emperor, and the date of his execution was after autumn next year.

Today, he was suddenly dragged out of the death row by a Jin Luo. That Jin Luo told him that as long as he completed a mission perfectly, he could be released back to the pugilistic world and find someone to replace his death row status.

The credibility of this statement was very high. The list drawn up by the Emperor usually meant that death was inevitable and it was impossible to be pardoned. Finding someone to replace him was the right move.

This kind of “atonement for merits” deal was common in the Watchmen's Yamen. He had heard about it from the seniors of the Jianghu before he was caught.

His mission was simple. He only needed to make a deal.

However, the black-clothed man knew that there was a great danger hidden within. Otherwise, why would he find a death-row prisoner for such a simple transaction?

The Man in Black accepted this mission for two reasons:First, rather than die, it was better to take a chance. Second, this was the inner city's guiyue tower, one of the most prosperous areas.

Ordinary people would not dare to cause trouble in this place.

At this moment, he heard the door of the private room open.

“The door isn't locked, come in!” The Man in Black responded in a deep voice.

The door of the private room was pushed open, and a man dressed like a martial artist strolled in. He was draped in a gray robe, and half of his face was hidden under the hood. The lower half of his face was exposed, and there was a thin layer of Blue Beard on his chin, as if he had just shaved it.

Both sides vigilantly examined each other.

Heh, she definitely can't enter the inner city in this outfit … He most likely changed into it secretly after entering the guiyue restaurant … There might be a weapon hidden in the robe … The Man in Black Thought in a half-disdainful and half-vigilant manner. He heard the vagrant guest ask in a hoarse voice, ”

“Where's the thing?”

The Man in Black stared at him calmly and said, “”I seem to have said that I spent five hundred gold taels on this mirror.”

What kind of mirror would cost five hundred gold … He added in his heart.

The cloaked vagrant guest replied with an “en.” He reached into his pocket and took out a stack of silver notes. The value of the first Silver Note was one hundred taels.

Although he knew that these silver notes would have to be handed over in the end, money moved people's hearts. The black-clothed man's eyes lit up uncontrollably, and his gaze was glued to the thick stack of silver notes.

“Mirror!” The cloaked martial artist placed the silver notes on the table and said in a hoarse voice.

The Man in Black looked at the mirror carefully, but he didn't see anything special in it. He put it on the table.

The cloaked martial artist raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of eyes as sharp as knives. He stared at the mirror on the table for a moment.

very good, the deal is done. We've never seen each other again after we leave this door.

He picked up the mirror, while the prisoner in black stretched out his hand toward the silver notes with his eyes shining.

Suddenly, the Man in Black saw the left side of the man's cloak flutter slightly. Not good! His pupils contracted violently as if he had been hit by a strong light. Without thinking, he rolled to the side to avoid any possible attacks.

As expected, the mission was not that simple … ‘Fortunately, I've been on guard …' ‘He's an expert. I can't fight him head-on. I'll break the window and get out. I don't believe he dares to kill someone in the downtown area of the inner city …' A thought flashed through the prisoner's mind.

At this time, he saw a figure sitting in the place where he had been sitting. He was wearing a black suit and holding a knife in both hands. His neck had been cut flat by a sharp blade, and blood was spurting out of the big scar.

Eh?

A series of question marks appeared in the prisoner's mind. Then, his consciousness fell into boundless darkness.

The cloaked vagrant guest kept the silver notes and laughed hideously. He then turned around and walked out of the private room.

……

The cloaked man left the Osmanthus Moon Tower. He rode the fast horse he came on and left the inner city and the outer city at a moderate speed. Then he whipped the horse on the official road, leaving a trail of dust behind him.

He ran for more than two hours and a tea stall appeared in front of him. There were three old tables.

The tea seller was an old man with white hair. There were no customers at the moment, so the old man was sitting at the table and drinking tea by himself.

The cloaked man reined in the horse's reins. The horse neighed and raised its front hooves, stopping in the middle of the high-speed gallop.

The cloaked man tied the horse's reins to a wooden stake on the side of the road, looked left and right, and walked towards the tea shed.

He took out the Jade Mirror and presented it respectfully with both hands. “Sect master, I didn't fail you.”

The white-haired old man took the Jade Mirror and said in a low voice, “”You brought back an enemy.”

The cloaked man was stunned. Before he could react, he saw the old man wave his hand and send him flying.

Bang! Bang!

The cloaked man, who was sent flying, collided with a sharp Qi and exploded into pieces.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at the end of the official road. A tall and straight figure slowly walked over.

When he reappeared, he was still far away. After a few breaths, he was less than a hundred meters away from the old man.

“Yang Yan, you're Wei Qingyi's dog.” “Mind your own business,” the old man snorted coldly.

yes. the stoic Yang Yan was expressionless. you just want to care.

The old man flew into a rage and lost control of his emotions. He shouted, “”Then don't blame me for being impolite.”

His plain robe fluttered, and wisps of black smoke overflowed from his body, dancing in the air and letting out a mournful cry.

Yang Yan furrowed his brows. the earth sect cultivates merit. When did they learn these ghostly tricks? ”

Black veins bulged on the old man's face like a cobweb, and his pupils turned Scarlet.”Heh, I'll send you to the heavenly Lord of Dao and virtue.”

With a sharp cry, the black smoke in the sky whistled as it pounced towards Yang Yan.

Yang Yan was expressionless, his left and right hands clasping.

Bang! Bang!

With him as the center, the violent Qi turned into ripples and spread out, sweeping up grass and dust along the way, and finally hitting a layer of Black Film.

A black light flashed in the sky, and a large array that was as smooth as an inverted glass bowl appeared.

“It's easy to enter my hundred ghosts formation, but it's hard to get out. Even if you're a rank four martial artist, you'll still die of exhaustion here.” The old man's voice was so hoarse that it sounded like a demon from hell.

In the air, the black smoke that had been scattered by Yang Yan's Qi gathered again.

Yang Yan frowned. This formation was completely different from the one used by the Directorate of Celestials.

The Directorate of Celestials ‘formation borrowed the power of heaven and earth and could last for a long time. The formation of the Taoist sect was set up by human power and could not last long.

This hundred ghost array was very tricky.

In all the major cultivation systems, Taoism was the leader of the primordial soul domain. The sixth grade Yin spirit of Dao sect was also called the Reapers of ghosts in ancient times. They could hook people's souls at night and control the life and death of mortals.

The hundred ghost array was a similar technique.

Although martial artists could temper their essence souls, they could only increase their defenses and make their essence souls tougher. They lacked offensive techniques related to this domain.

I heard that the eighth rank of Taoism is called Qi-consuming, and it can control Dharma Treasures and summon Heavenly Thunder. Won't you let me experience it? ” Yang Yan was expressionless and his tone was contemptuous.

“I'm coming!” The old man was infuriated again. Two rays of blood-red light shot out from his sleeves like blood-red lightning.

Yang Yan did not Dodge and allowed the two blood-colored lightning to attack him.

Ding ding!

The two blood-red lightning bolts only cut through his clothes and then bounced away.

Copper skin and iron bones!

“Why didn't you fight back?” The old man said angrily. His face was covered in black veins that looked like cobwebs, and he looked extremely ferocious.

“I'm waiting for my gun.” “It's here,” Yang Yan said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a bright silver Meteor streaked across the sky.

The thin and slippery air shield shattered with a sound, and wherever the shooting star passed, the black smoke evaporated with a sizzling sound.

“If we can't break the formation from the inside, then we'll break it from the outside.” Yang Yan reached out and grabbed the long spear. It was a silver long spear.

After saying that, he suddenly disappeared, as if he had become one with the spear. With an unstoppable momentum, he stabbed at the old man.

In the old man's blood-red pupils, a silver light flashed. It was unstoppable, unstoppable. It was the spear intent that had been through a hundred battles.

The spear intent of a fourth-grade martial artist.

“No!” The old man opened his mouth and spat out a golden core that was shimmering with blood and black light. It collided with the spear.

The Golden core was turned into powder by the Spear's will, and the old man's body was ground into minced meat. The silver light continued to shoot out for thousands of feet and pierced a Hill.

The old man's figure condensed in mid-air, half illusory and half real. He glared at Yang Yan venomously before turning into a green smoke shield and flying into the distance.

Yang Yan bent down to pick up the small Jade Mirror, carried the silver spear, and turned back in the direction of the capital.

…..

The black smoke traveled hundreds of miles and stopped when it passed a village.

The old man's face was faintly visible in the black smoke as he stared at the village below.

Yin spirits could not move for long periods of time in the day. Without a physical body, their strength was greatly reduced. They would not be able to deal with the subsequent dangers that they might encounter.

The old man planned to possess a body and devour the souls of the villagers to nourish himself.

With a plan in mind, black smoke curled up and entered the village.

The village, which had been so vivid a moment ago, shattered like a wave in the next moment. An air shield surrounded by five-colored merits rose and trapped the black smoke.

In the center of the formation, an old Daoist with deep facial features sat cross-legged in a tattered Daoist robe.

……

Early in the morning, Xu Qi ‘an arrived at the watchman's Yamen on time for the roll call.

He was waiting for the follow-up of the ‘Book of the Earth' incident.

If he didn't know the result, he wouldn't feel at ease.

When it was close to noon, the black-clothed official found him in the side hall next to spring breeze Hall and respectfully said,”Lord Xu, the Duke of Wei has summoned you.”

He had finally come … “Alright!” Xu Qi ‘an nodded slightly.

[ PS: this chapter has a lot of words, so it's going to be updated later. ] Originally, it could be updated at 7 o ‘clock.

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