"Have the people from the Hongyang Sect come?"

Wang Jietui's throat was spitting fire. Since the daytime home was in a big fuss, he kept mobilizing heroes from all walks of life, guarding all intersections, blocking them layer by layer, and laying a large number of people at all entrances. Even so, after nightfall, he was still worried and arranged secret whistles on the roof of the wall, fearing that the demons would attack at night.

It was not until dawn that the scattered soldiers of Jiuxian Palace and the defeated monks of Jiuhua Mountain brought back the news. This news was undoubtedly a huge bad news for Wang Jietui, which caused him to drop the Hongyang Sect's people to patrol overnight, and even offered a sky-high price of one person, one tael of silver per night.

At this moment, he really regretted that he wanted to raise the banner of "eliminating demons". In fact, only the monks of Jiuhua Mountain were truly inspired by this banner. In fact, even these monks were promised to provide enough resources for the monks of Jiuhua Mountain to go north to spread the Dharma because the Wang family offered high enough conditions. Otherwise, Monk Yonghuang might not be willing to come in person.

Now "Demon Elimination" has attracted real battles, and the other party has obviously had strong aid, which greatly damaged his plan. Not only that, it has also put the family in crisis, which is really not worth the loss.

——In fact, it’s just a waste of money and there is no benefit at all.

A blister quickly appeared on the corner of Wang Jietui's mouth, which made him grin and inhale from time to time.

"The people from the Hongyang Sect are here!"

The news that Wang Jietui had been waiting for for a long time finally came. He ran out hurriedly and said, "Hurry! Let them go to the side gate patrol! Don't let the demon in!"

The people outside responded, and the sound of footsteps that were gradually drifting away came.

Wang Jietui sat in front of the desk, looking at the spotless chicken-weed wood case, and beads of sweat slowly oozed out of his forehead. The beads of sweat were getting bigger and bigger, and finally rolled down, hitting the desk with a click, which made him tremble. This was the first time he had seen a real battle. Although he couldn't understand, he also knew that the demonic way would kill people without blinking, and a short sword was the sickle that reaped lives.

As for those monks, they looked really powerful at first, forcing the monster to stand still. But they didn't know why they didn't kill the banshee with one stick, but just kept reciting scriptures in circles, so that the demon came to rescue him and reversed the form.

——What if the demon comes again?

Wang Jietui was confused, and then thought: Yes, the wife of the demonic friend is in my hands now, so he would not dare to do anything randomly.

——But those who have accomplished great things don’t even care about their own wives, let alone their friends’ wives?

Wang Jietui was unsure again.

"Young Master! The big lama Zhang Ka is here!" The confidant outside the door did not dare to come in, but just informed him in a voice that happened to be heard.

Wang Jietui jumped up, and then he found that his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He wiped his forehead and said in a deep voice: "Come on your request quickly."

Soon, a lama monk wearing a yellow robes walked in slowly. The capable monk in his thirty years old saw Wang Jietui's first words were to severely rebuke: "You have ruined the prince's affairs!"

Wang Jietui was so scared that he was speechless that he stood up and asked the lama to take his seat, but he couldn't even say a word.

...

Qian Yiqun's ears were windy, and he walked all the way. When he arrived at the Wang family courtyard, he saw piles of torches from afar. He took a picture of a hidden talisman, but he had no hidden consciousness. He used the five-color pen and the ghost step together to control the wind to the wall. Before the patrolmen could react, they had already rushed into the courtyard and hid in the shadow again.

"Senior Brother, it seems that something has flew over just now?" The Hongyang Cultist who had just arrived was still energetic and had not dozed off.

Nie Tiansheng looked at the rich darkness and said in confusion: "I seem to have seen something, but it was just a blink of an eye and I couldn't see it clearly."

"Is it dazzling?" someone said.

"Maybe it's an early bird." He said again.

It seemed to be to confirm this statement that several birds cries came from the forest.

The birds have already gotten up and it is getting dawn.

Qian Yiqun also rushed into the palace with the last darkness before dawn, thinking to himself: Those torches just now should be the Wang family's guardhouse? It's a blessing that his family has money, but they have found so many wine bags. Hey, speaking of it, where is Mr. Guan living? The Wang family is so big, he is foolproof. If he makes up his mind and doesn't want to see me, wouldn't I be destined to find him?

Qian Yiqun was thinking this way when he suddenly saw someone walking on the right path, as if he was rushing to do something. He was curious for a moment, and wanted to grab a tongue to ask about the situation, so he simply pressed against the wall and followed.

But the group of people went to welcome Lama Zhang Ka. They didn't know that when they welcomed the Lama to the master's study, they also brought a demonic path.

Qian Yiqun followed the lama to the backyard, climbed over the wall, lifted the tiles and peeked in.

The two of them were talking, and every word fell into Qian Yiqun's ears.

"You ruined the prince's affairs!" the lama shouted loudly.

Qian Yiqun was stunned: Prince? Which prince?

It is definitely not those vassal kings of the Southern Ming Dynasty. Chengzu of the State Dynasty started his career as a vassal king, so his control over the vassal kings was so strict that they could not leave the fiefdom without authorization, and it was even more impossible to recruit soldiers. It was not a big problem to raise some tourists in the royal palace, but if you want to raise a dead soldier, you really think that the Jinyiwei is a vegetarian.

Besides, where can the vassal kings of the state have a relationship with the lama? Their guests are either monks or Taoists, or missionaries, how could there be lamas?

"The prince already knows this?"

After a long silence, Wang Jietui asked in a trembling voice.

"I have ordered people to deliver the message." Zhang Ka Lama said, "I originally just asked you to gather these people, who asked you to send them to fight and kill! Hulunha's great shaman has sent the oracle, 'The mysterious wind blows sand and stones, and the dragon's aura is erratic' don't you know yet?"

Wang Jietui thought to himself: This is your charlatans’ business, how can I know...

Qian Yiqun was confused when he heard this and thought to himself: That big shaman seems to have a high status, and this oracle means to plot me into it. Isn’t it impossible for me to deduce it before my star is in my life? Well, maybe it’s their special divination on the grassland.

"Everyone who died is so important to us Dajin, do you understand this?" Zhang Ka Lama slapped the armrest of the official hat and chair hard, and shouted loudly in Mandarin with obvious accents on the outside.

——This Wang Jietui is also the legitimate son of a wealthy merchant. It’s so embarrassing that he was scolded by the lamas of the Jin Kingdom!

Qian Yiqun felt uneasy and realized: It turned out to be the prince of Jiannu, but unfortunately, I am not good at Mingshi, and I don’t know which prince is in charge of this matter.

"Please tell the prince that I know my mistake. I will definitely redeem my sins and help the prince achieve great things!" Wang Jie praised the mistake and called him a servant, which made Qian Yiqun feel even more unhappy on the roof.

“There are people on the roof!”
Chapter completed!