After the consecration of the dynasty, Chengyu, Chengfa, Chengming, and Taoist Chi all stepped down from their posts and went down the mountain to preach.

Zhong Qi illuminates the fetal light for several hours, and the essence, energy, and spirit have dried up so much that they cannot be exhausted. Once the qi is exhausted, the spirit will extract the essence of the body and are forced to collect essence, energy, and turn it into the spirit of fetal light.

The essence and energy of the body are exhausted, and the person is weak, and his body is thinner, which is even more kidney deficiency than kidney deficiency. This time Zhong Qi consumed his body's vitality and had to stay in the observation for a few days to cultivate.

However, Duan Gong sent a delegation to sacrifice and refine ghosts and gods, and often used Yin people as their companions, and there would be situations where the yang energy was exhausted and the essence was lost. The method of taking food has been passed down in all dynasties to avoid frequent detention of ghosts and gods, making one's own people not like humans, and ghosts not like ghosts.

What Zhong Qi remembers include Poria and Atractylodes macrocephala soup, Dangui Babao Decoction, Steamed Polygonatum Powder, etc., Wushan is not bad for herbs, and there are tragic Taoists who go up the mountain to collect herbs and offer Zhong Qi to take pills.

However, after taking the medicine soup pill powder for a few days, Zhong Qi recovered slightly, but when Guanzhong was in trouble, he had to pack his bags and prepare to go down the mountain to prepare for money.

Early in the morning of the 24th, Zhong Qi changed into an old white dress, and took a few chunks of silver to wrap his money. He still pulled out a stick from the crack of the door, carried a gourd on his back, and asked Jia Qingfeng to say goodbye, so he went out and went all the way down the Wushan Mountain.

In recent days, perhaps due to the constant wars at the foot of the mountain, the dynasty changes, and fewer and fewer pilgrims up the mountain. The usually lively mountain roads are now fewer pedestrians.

The mist in the morning was bleak, the birds sing in the mountains, and on the rugged mountain road, Zhong Qi walked alone with his stick, filled with strong wine in the gourd, and drank a few sips from time to time.

Because there were Di people, Xianbei, Jie people and other Hu Tatars fighting for hegemony in the north, and it was hard to have a stable and wealthy family, so this time, Zhong Qi also planned to walk southward.

As soon as the sun came out and the smog dissipated, Zhong Qi also got off the rugged mountain road and walked onto the wide road. Not far away, he saw smoke and dust rising from outside Erlang Town, screaming and screaming, which spread several miles away.

Just as he was surprised and inconsistent, a pile of cavalrymen in the town, all with bright armor, about fifty or sixty people rushed out of the town and rushed towards him.

The sound of hooves was like thunder, and for a moment, the earth was shaking. Zhong Qi hurriedly turned around and walked towards the roadside, trying to retreat. However, the group of cavalrymen opened their bows and arrows, and in a blink of an eye, they came closer and divided into a circular formation to surround Zhong Qi.

The leader, with a black golden helmet reflecting the sun, a tie with armor and jade belt, a big red cloak, a black face without beard, riding a high saddle purple jade horse, Yang horse whip, pointing at Zhong Qi and shouting:

"This man's eyes dodged. When he saw us and the royal army, he didn't know that the single pot of the pot was carrying the paste, but instead shrank. He must be the spy of the thief, and the person who came... took him down and me, and scrutinized..."

Seeing these people following their armor and horses, Zhong Qi quickly bowed and begged, "June, please spare me. I am a Taoist on the mountain, not a thief, not a thief."

"You are not a thief, but also a cult demon. Cut off the bull's nose and make me a contribution..." The general looked at Zhong Qi several times, sneered and waved his hand to order.

The cavalrymen laughed, gathered their bows and arrows, and without saying a word, the rain of arrows fell. Zhong Qi's face changed, and he waved his hand and popped up several thunder balls. The hissing flames ignited, and a thick smoke covered several feet of radius.

The arrows poured out like rain, but fortunately there was smoke, and the bows and arrows were slightly out of their correct heads. However, there were dozens of bows and riders, so they didn't need to be accurate. They just kept the bows and arrows in one place, and flew in the fog. Zhong Qiji danced his staff to sweep away the arrows and retreated while the smoke was blowing.

Seeing the Yunyan, the black-faced general pulled out his riding knife and laughed: "It's indeed a demon, hahaha, when I see this general, how can you tell you to run away? People... carry the Internet..."

Zhong Qi danced the Li staff as if it was water that could not be poured in. He opened the arrow and saw that it was surrounded by a group of people. When he was anxious, the rain of arrows that were flying towards him suddenly stopped.

Before he could have time to be happy, several thick fishing nets were scattered around him, covering several feet of radius. Zhong Qi wanted to block it, but the Li Jian was a blunt weapon, so how could he block the soft net rope?

Before he could get entangled for a moment, he was covered by those snails on the ground, stretched his left and right twice, and his hands and feet were entangled and could no longer struggle.

The clouds slowly dissipated, and Zhong Qiyi felt as if he was ashamed and said in his heart: "It's broken, it's broken. Once he failed, he was taken down by these thieves. I'm afraid he will be unable to survive."

Seeing Zhong Qi shrinking into a lump, he was entangled by a net, and still struggled endlessly. The cavalrymen laughed, and several small schools showed mocking expressions and said to the general: "General, this guy has been taken down by us. What should we do? Please show me."

The black-faced general turned around without any concern and rushed towards the town, waved his hand and said, "Tie the nose of this thief first, and sacrifice the flag with the thief tomorrow morning to help us fight against the thief..."

The cavalry under his command held his fists and carried a thick hemp rope. He was about to go forward to tie it up when he spoke up and suddenly said, "Soak the rope in black dog blood, and then tie him up. Legend has it that these evil demons have a technique to remove the ropes and untied them so that he would not let the evil magic slip away..."

The minions also accepted the order and said that they were so busy entering the town to slaughter a black dog, soaked the ropes with blood, tied Zhong Qi tightly and pulled it into the town.

Zhong Qi kept closing his eyes and letting these Qiu Bashu do it. His magic belonged to the immortal way. Except for the Yin Soldiers and Ghosts, they would be afraid of the black dog blood, everything else would be fine.

However, he had not yet cultivated the magic power of showing his saints during the day, and it was difficult to cast spells during the day, so he no longer resisted and struggled, pretending to be conscious and be betrayed, so as not to be beaten again, and he would just wait until the sky darkened before running away.

All the way into the town, I saw flags and flags standing, soldiers passing through the streets and alleys, screaming and wailing around, women crying, and soldiers laughing loudly. The bluestone street was filled with blood everywhere, and the broken corpses of the people were rushing on the street.

Zhong Qi was dragged behind the horse and walked through the streets and alleys with a group of cavalrymen to the rich family in the center of the town, with three steps and five steps per whistle.

Another long beard general, about forty years, wearing armor and wearing yellow robe, walked out towards him. When the black-faced general saw the man, he quickly turned over and dismounted, bowed and saluted carefully.

The long beard general glanced at Zhong Qi and said lightly: "Person Luo, is there any abnormal movement outside the town?"

"Report to General, our cavalry has sprinkled out ten miles to explore the whistle, but no large number of people have come to us..." The black-faced Captain Luo replied with a solemn look on his face.

The long-bearded general thought, "Mr. Ming ordered us to urge us to quickly eliminate the rebels to avoid any changes..."

"General, in the eyes of the general, there are many rebel soldiers and sufficient military strength. Now that the court is gone, why should we fight him head-on? If both sides suffer losses, those literati will be the ones who benefit..." Captain Luo hesitated.

The long beard was puzzled and said, "What do you mean?"

"We have only been in the army for a few days. We have already slaughtered Erlang Town and have obtained more than a thousand heads. It is better to set out tomorrow and kill Gucheng and Dingyuan counties and villages." The leader of the Luo Jiaozhao looked cold and turned to a ruthless look:

"As long as we get these thousands of heads, we will give it to you and say that the rebels were crippled by us and they will be trapped in the city and will not leave. We can even pay the wrong hand and avoid head-on encounters with the thief Deng. We have not yet preserved our strength. It can be said that we will kill two birds with one stone..."

Seeing that the long-bearded general showed hesitation, Luo Zhengwei said again: "General, who do we work for is not a life. In the past, he was naturally loyal to the Daliang court, but now Ming Gong has voted for the Daqin in Guanzhong.

Then these people are considered Qin people, not Liang people, but not from our race, and their hearts must be different. It is impossible to kill them..."

The long-bearded general was stunned when he heard this, and turned to laugh and patted Captain Luo on the shoulder and said, "Hahaha... Captain Luo, your thoughts are really wonderful. Follow this policy and take these heads back to Liangzhou tomorrow. Let's collect the soldiers and go to Gucheng to swim around..."

"I dare not be humble, I am the general's teachings..." The two of them looked at each other and laughed and walked into the mansion.

Zhong Qi kept closing his eyes and silent, only then did he realize that this group of violent soldiers who killed good and took credit were not rebels, but rebels, but actually the official army of the prefecture.
Chapter completed!