In less than two days, the newly equipped 3,000-strong Cavalry Guard followed Xie Bangui and marched towards the source of the Zhenshui River.

As soon as Xie Bangui got on the horse, he took out two wads of cotton from his pocket and plugged his ears tightly. Fatty Gao and others felt baffled at first, but later they realized how wise Xie Bangui's approach was - the fake Liu was a talker.

He is simply scarier than a ghost. Even if no one talks to him, he can still talk for half an hour, regardless of whether the person he talks to listens or not.

Finally, the fake Liu turned his head to Sun Qianhu, whom he had never spoken to before. Sun Qianhu's face twitched involuntarily.

The fake Liu asked a little bit thiefly: "Old Sun, how come you, a master of earth evil, came to the palace to be a guard?"

Sun Qianhu smiled bitterly and said: "Who doesn't want to find a career for a casual martial artist like me who has no family or sect? People look down on me in the place I like. If they are willing to use me, I still feel that I am bending my talents and that I can't be high or low.

I got a job in the palace."

"That's right!" Liu Xiao, the fake, asked, "Why don't you take part in the martial arts competition? That's a shortcut for a martial artist to get a good career!"

"Martial arts examination?" Sun Qianhu shook his head and said: "The martial arts examination is not like the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China. As long as you are good at martial arts, you can become an official. Today's martial arts examination not only tests personal strength, but also tests martial arts. Martial arts, strategy, astronomy and geography, and marching

All the formation techniques are included. It is even more strenuous than taking the Wenju exam. Even if a rough guy like me takes the exam, I will only be a martial arts examiner at most. In the end, won’t I be sent to be a guard?”

"Is there any other explanation?" Fake Liu stretched his neck and shouted: "That fat man, is Old Sun right? Don't pretend you can't hear us. We are just a hair away. You, an innate warrior, can't hear us.

say?"

Fatty Gao rushed up with a grimace and said: "Senior Sun did not say that, to become an official in the martial arts examination, you must at least reach the level of a third-level martial arts scholar, and you can only be released after you have obtained your family background."

"Oh?" Fake Liu asked curiously: "Then what rank are you in?"

"One ranking, one ranking." Fatty Gao was eager to end the conversation as soon as possible, and said impatiently: "According to the imperial government's official system, the top twenty Wu Jinshi on the first ranking can serve as civil officials above the seventh rank and below the fifth rank. That's why I

I got a county magistrate Dangdang."

"So that's it!" Fake Liu suddenly realized: "I thought that Old Sun fell in love with one of King Wei's wives, so he just wanted to be the palace guard for nothing! It's boring, it's really boring..."

"Puch -" Fatty Gao couldn't hold back his laughter.

Sun Qianhu's face was ashen and he gritted his teeth and said: "Come here, find me a ball of cotton and a piece of beeswax. I want to plug my ears."

"No, no, no..." Fake Liu waved his hands and said, "Look, it's getting dark, so you can chat with me for half an hour!"

"No -" Sun Qianhu roared so hard that dozens of war horses raised their front hooves and neighed, almost losing control.

"You're serious..." Fake Liu, who had been smiling playfully just now, suddenly said with a straight face: "Old Sun, tell the troops not to leave."

Sun Qianhu asked: "What's going on?"

Fake Liu's eyes kept scanning the area as if he was looking for something: "Didn't you hear the sound of water? According to the little drunkard, there is a great connection between the execution platform and the Zhenshui River. It will be dark soon, so why are you so rash?

It's very dangerous to be near the river bank."

Xie Bangui reined in the horse's head and said, "Listen to the sound, there should be a river behind the mountain."

Sun Qianhu called the scouts and asked briefly, then took out the map and said: "You are right, after passing that hillside is the Zhenshui River. We have been walking on the mountain road and have missed the last village. If we go further, we should

We have entered the no man’s land near the source of the town water.”

"Set up camp here!" Fatty Gao pointed to the high ground by the river. Although Fatty is not very courageous, he is a solid martial artist. His marching formation is quite organized. The location of the camp is located on both sides of Zhenshui and occupies a strategic location.

It is enough to deal with the enemy. But whether it is effective in dealing with evil objects, not only Gao Fatty is not sure, but Xie Bangui and Lao Liu also shake their heads.

Most of the agents in the Secret Office work alone, and occasionally there are no more than five people in a group. No one has experience in commanding an army. As masters, they are more than enough, but as for the general style, they are not at all, even the top leader of the Secret Office

At most, he only has experience in commanding two to three hundred people, let alone those ordinary police officers.

Finally, Fatty Gao came up with a way, which was to "set up a stronghold but not a camp" and ordered the sergeants to surround the stronghold with wood. The stronghold would be defended with iron-armed crossbows and the outside of the stronghold would be defended with magical talismans. The soldiers would not use tents.

A team of twenty people rests around the bonfire. From bedtime to dawn, each team must keep five people vigilant to watch over the bonfire.

The soldiers of the Knight Cavalry Guard only knew that the opponent they were fighting this time was not a human being, but they had no idea about ghosts. Although the veterans of the Longxiang Guard were telling them about the thrills of that day's battle, the proud soldiers of the Knight Cavalry Guard were very...

I don’t think so. None of the border elites has ever killed anyone or is not a hero who crawled out from among the dead, but none of them has ever encountered a ghost!

The Cavalry Guards had been laughing and joking from the beginning, and some people even made jokes from time to time. These Qiu Ba's mouths were not generally wicked. They hurt people and wanted to step on them and then crush them twice. This made Long Xiangwei one by one.

The anger was rising, and in some places the shouting and cursing had even begun.

Fatty Gao was a man who had led the army. When he saw something was wrong, he immediately warned: "Senior Sun, you'd better step in and stop it! If this continues, it will easily blow up the camp."

Sun Qianhu also frowned: "It is easy to stop them, but if you suppress them hard, you may keep your anger in your heart, and it may be more troublesome when it breaks out."

"Brother——" A cold and faint call sounded in the ears of more than 3,000 people at the same time. The sound was not loud, but it was like a thunder, which made people's scalp explode. The sound was not high, but it was like a cold wind piercing

It makes people feel cold all over.

"Who -" Many people suddenly turned around, some even drew their weapons, but there was no one behind them except their equally astonished companions.

"Brother--" Another call was equally clear, even like someone whispering in his ear.

"Who's playing tricks on you?" A soldier's voice seemed a little out of tune.

"Huh--" Hundreds of fires turned on their own without wind. Several high flames swayed non-stop. The surrounding scenery became grotesque, and strange shadows changed back and forth around the camp. The shadows were so haunting that it made people's hearts tremble.

"Don't panic!" Xie Bangui stood up and shouted: "Stand with your back to the fire, your weapons facing outwards."

"Brother, I'm here..." The voice rang again.

"It's Zhang San!" Zhao shouted and stood up: "It must be his voice. Where is he?"
Chapter completed!