I have a volume of human scriptures

Chapter 174
Regarding the matter of Datong Martial Arts Hall, King Shenwu made a final decision and completely suppressed it.

The chief criminal officer suffered a dumb loss.

After all, Wan Shenglou's true words are not written, and they are indeed not evidence recognized in the regulations of the court's Ministry of Punishment.

Of course, the more unlucky one was the Wansheng Building.

There are not many mantra brushes in this world, but there are only a hundred or so.

Although Wansheng Building does have its forging method, the precious materials it needs are priceless.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a mantra pen is invaluable.

If it was destroyed by ordinary people, then Wansheng Tower would definitely hunt down that person to death, and throw away his ashes.

But unfortunately, this man is King Shenwu.

His Majesty's nephew, at least the terrifying existence of Shenshui Consummation, the King of Shenwu guarding Mobei.

—Who do you go to for reasoning?

If Wan Shenglou dared to have any thoughts about him, would he still be in Daxia?
It's not just knocking out teeth and swallowing blood, and if you suffer, you will suffer.

Just because they can't deal with King Shenwu doesn't mean they can't do some tricks.

Anyway, on that day, it had not been two hours since the mantra brush was destroyed, and a news came out from some corner of Jinling.

——Great Xia Shenwu King, the best of Longyang.

Of course, it is difficult to verify the authenticity.

But after the news got out, when everyone talked about the frontier general, their expressions were a little weird.

In addition, the saddest one belongs to Xuzhou of the Criminal Division.

——He borrowed the pen of truth!

Now destroyed!
Li Ming was not punished either.

It's just not human inside and out!

But even if you are unwilling, even if you are not angry, what can you do?
This case, this matter, can only go on like this.

Calm and calm.

As for the several corpses that were beaten to death in the Datong Martial Arts Hall, they were also handed over to the Bell and Drum Division after the case was settled, and the corpse collectors were arranged to drag them up the mountain and bury them.

The corpse movers were also hard-tempered and quick-tempered. They usually dragged the corpses and went to Wanjialing.

While cursing.

"Damn it! Then Li Ming will get away with it! I can't figure it out!"

"He has the support of King Shenwu, what else can he do? We heard from friends in the Criminal Division that Master Si Ming's face has turned dark today."

"Forget it, don't talk about it, misfortune comes out of your mouth, what's the use of our worthless people, even if we make trouble?"

"..."

Spitting and spitting, several corpse collectors moved the three corpses to Wanjialing and buried them, and then went down the mountain.

It's no different from what they used to do.

What I had to say was that the usually enthusiastic young mausoleum guard didn't seem very happy today, so he didn't say a word.

into the night.

Shenwu Palace.

Li Jianan led Li Ming, and respectfully withdrew from the palace.

After retreating from the main hall to the gate, he just turned around, took a deep breath, boarded the carriage, and returned to Jinling City.

——Thanks to King Shenwu today, otherwise Li Ming's head would have been lost.

So as soon as the matter was over, Li Jianan immediately came to the palace with his life, knelt down three times and bowed nine times to thank His Highness for saving his life.

He didn't leave until late at night.

On the dark official road, a group of soldiers surrounded the carriage and drove towards Jinling. Inside the carriage, Li Jianan let out a long breath of foul air, feeling a stone in his heart, and finally fell to the ground.

With today's incident, the Criminal Division should not be looking for trouble for Li Ming.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for King Shenwu.

Thinking of this, he looked at his useless son with a serious face, and said, "Li Ming, from now on, within half a year, you are not allowed to step out of the Siming Mansion without my permission!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Ming, who was complacent just because he had escaped the crime, suddenly turned bitter, and muttered: "Isn't it just a few ordinary people who died, as for..."

When Li Jianan heard this, he became furious again!

With a slap on Li Ming's forehead, he said viciously:
"Bastard! What do you think you are doing? If His Highness hadn't stepped forward, you wouldn't have seen the sun in half a year!"

"And the Datong Martial Arts Hall! Since you killed someone, you must kill them all, so that there is no proof! How stupid it is to leave a few disciples to report to the officials!"

Looking at his father who was furious like a lion, Li Ming finally gave up, bowed his head obediently, and stopped talking.

The carriage staggered and drove on the dark official road. After more than an hour, Jinling City was already in sight.

Silent.

But suddenly, an angry shout sounded outside the carriage!
"what!"

Li Jianan's expression froze immediately, he recognized the voice, it was his adjutant.

He was also the leader of the dead men he raised.

The so-called dead soldiers are the hundred and ten elite soldiers following outside the carriage.

Although they have the title of Great Xia soldiers, they are actually people who only belong to Li Jianan - they live for him, die for him, and dedicate everything for him, including their lives.

The so-called dead soldiers are such things.

It's no secret that all the dignitaries and famous families in Daxia like to do this.

It was precisely because of his complete trust that Li Jianan dared to take them with him anytime and anywhere.

Hearing the adjutant's yell at this moment, Li Jianan's heart skipped a beat immediately, and an ominous premonition arose.

Lift the curtain and look outside.

I saw shadows on the official road in the dark night ahead.

It seems that there are many figures, crowded with people.

Who?
Li Jianan frowned.

At this point, this official road should be deserted.

The nearest post station has to be dozens of miles away.

Why do so many figures suddenly appear?

Subconsciously, be vigilant.

"Station your horses, raise your troops!"

Li Jianan asked Li Ming to stay in the carriage, while he got out and gave orders to the hundreds of dead soldiers below!

In an instant, with the sound of clashing and rubbing steel, these dead warriors of innate warriors all stopped, raised their gleaming blades, and pointed forward.

The chief adjutant, the man who opened the sea to refine the energy, let out a cold snort, and as he waved his hands, the energy of the heavens and the earth gathered, ready to fight.

Although, I don't know who those figures in front of me are, but years of experience gave Li Jianan an inexplicable feeling.

——The visitor is not good!
It can't be... from Xuzhou or Zhoumu, right?
They didn't take advantage of it during the day, is this here for revenge?
But this kind of absurd idea, just flashed by, was decided by Li Jianan.

——The government’s actions, whether good or bad, are not so direct.

What's more, with His Royal Highness Shenwu King behind him as a guarantee, Wu Yong, the state shepherd, and Xuzhou, the chief criminal officer, should not be so bold!
Besides, there seemed to be nothing in Jinling that could threaten him, Li Jianan.

Thinking of this, Li Jianan calmed down a bit.

Quiet.

In the dark night, there was a dead silence.

Nearly.

The shadowy figure got closer.

Then, with the light of the torch, Li Jianan finally saw the true appearance of those figures clearly.

Suddenly, I took a breath!
Strong, majestic, dressed in iron armor, holding a scythe in his hand, he looks neat, what a master of tigers and wolves!
——This was Li Jianan's first reaction as a former army general.

But the next moment, he was not calm.

Just look at the faces of each of the soldiers, the blue and black colors spread, the skin sticks to the bones like a tree trunk, and the faint green fire swayed and boiled in the dark eye sockets.

If you speak human words, you are not human!

Yin soldiers cross the border, a hundred ghosts travel at night!
At that moment, this word popped into Li Jianan's mind!

No way, what happened to the Yinwuze Fenghuo horse bandit group a few days ago is known to everyone in Jinling.

Li Jianan, the commander of the military ginseng, naturally heard of it.

Originally, he absolutely did not believe such a thing.

What evil soldiers?What ghosts?
But now, he had to believe it.

Not only believe it, but also meet it!
Thousands of Yin soldiers came stepping forward, and their decayed iron armor broke through the snow layer and stepped on the official road, making clear and orderly sounds.

The leader of the Yin Soldier is a ghost general with the appearance of a more majestic general, carrying a terrifying big axe on his back, as tall as three or four people, full of terrifying oppression.

He didn't look at Li Jianan, but looked around at the dead soldiers who were ready to fight, his voice was hoarse and stiff: "Give way...die...choose..."

A few words popped out as if stuttering, which was quite funny, but the cold and fierce aura made people unable to laugh.

Li Jianan and many dead men understood.

This is speaking to those soldiers, telling them to either abandon Li Jianan and his son and flee for their lives, or die with them.

"kill!"

At this moment, Li Jianan also realized that these Yin soldiers either passed by by chance, or came for him!
So, strike first!
Many brainwashed dead soldiers listened to the order, screamed, raised their spears in their hands, and charged away!

Earthquake!

The wind and snow are howling!

The dead soldiers rushed away like a dark torrent under the leadership of the adjutant!

The war is about to start!
And Li Jianan knew in his heart that if these Yin soldiers were really the group that slaughtered the Fenghuo horse bandits, the dead soldiers brought by him could not be opponents at all!

Immediately kicked the groom off the carriage, turned the horse's head, waved the rein, "Drive!"

The carriage immediately ran down the official road, bypassed the battlefield, and headed towards Jinling!

Jinling!

Only to Jinling!

It's safe!

Li Jianan didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest, so he stepped on his horse and didn't stop for a moment, using the time dragged out by those dead men to run away!
In the carriage, Li Ming was overwhelmed by the sudden change and shouted: "Dad! Dad! What's wrong?!"

"Shut up!" Li Jianan cursed, and ran towards Jinling without looking back!
And in his ears, the sound of fighting that was fading away disappeared.

Look back.

On the official road, a group of terrifying Yin soldiers had already stopped, and those dead soldiers, including the adjutant, all fell to the ground in the bright red snow.

Li Jianan was shocked!
This is more than a hundred dead warriors, more than a hundred innate fearsome warriors, not afraid of death, not afraid of pain, and seeing death as home!

It's just a dozen or so breaths, is it gone?
But what is surprising is that those Yin soldiers did not catch up, but just looked at this side, like a cold stone, motionless.

The ghost general in the lead had ghost lights flickering in his eyes, as if he was watching them off.

Watching them go to the point of no return.

So, this Bing Shen Si Ming shook his head, no matter why, he ran for his life with all his strength!

But running and running, the gate of Jinling City is within easy reach.

But the two horses in the carriage suddenly stopped as if they were frightened!

Under the action of huge inertia, the carriage flew in response to the sound, hit the ground with a bang, and fell to pieces!

The Li family father and son got up from the ground in a disorderly manner.

Looking up, I saw the two tall horses crawling on all fours and buried their heads deeply, as if they felt something terrible.

No matter how anxious Li Jianan beat them with a whip, they couldn't get up.

(End of this chapter)