Girl, let me check it out.

Fang Weihan: "..."

An angry Yun Shu is so scary, you can’t mess with him.

"Okay, okay, I'll take care of you. Master Yun Shu, don't be angry."

Fang Weihan quickly stuffed the formation stone into the space spirit ring.

"I guess there's nothing to bring this time."

Fang Weihan looked around and nodded with satisfaction.

He turned and went out, reopened the formation, and without disturbing anyone, disappeared into the sunset alone.

Chapter 67 Three Gunshots

The human voices faded away, and darkness gradually enveloped Changming City.

Without the cover and suppression of sunlight, the golden light of the Tai Chi Hall became even more dazzling.

Fang Weihan, dressed in casual clothes, leaned against the entrance of the alley, looking at the looming Zhaowu Gate, and occasionally took a sip from the wine gourd.

"As I expected, all the gate guards from the patrol camp are gone. Only a few are left to guard the gate."

Fang Weihan smiled coldly.

"These are the most elite imperial guards in the empire. They are indeed a bunch of people who neglect their duties. They are not as good as the Xuanzhong Guards. At least they can do some practical work."

"They are not the most elite. If we really talk about combat effectiveness, the Changyuan Iron Armored Guards in several towns should be far superior to this group of imperial guards."

"But the salaries of these imperial guards are definitely the highest."

Yun Shu said.

Fang Weihan said nothing more and took another sip of wine.

You have the most resources but do the least, so how come all good things happen to you?

"Tsk."

He put down the wine gourd and shook his head with some regret.

"The beverage technology in this world is still not mature enough. Without industrial saccharin, everything would taste bland."

"I miss my tropical iced tea."

"Everyone who has traveled through time can do it, why can't you?"

Yun Shu laughed.

"How would I know the formula for that thing? I'm not studying food engineering."

Fang Weihan sighed.

"I can't learn anything, and nothing I guess is right. This is how flying dance works."

"I've brought shame to the senior time travelers!"

"Do you feel that the person in front looks familiar?"

Yun Shu suddenly said something inexplicably without any context.

"What? Who?"

Fang Weihan raised his head with a puzzled look and looked carefully.

"puff!"

He spit out a mouthful of wine.

"Second uncle?"

Fang Weihan was stunned.

That person was none other than Fang Weihan's second uncle, King Fang Xun of Hexi.

"It's already early in the morning, what is this old guy doing here?"

Fang Weihan wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then walked over.

"Second Uncle? What are you doing here?"

Fang Weihan patted Fang Xun's shoulder from behind, looking curious.

"Who?"

Fang Xun turned around drunkenly with an impatient look on his face.

When he saw who was coming, his impatient expression disappeared, replaced by excitement.

"So it's you, kid. Come...have a few drinks with your dad!"

Fang Weihan: "..."

What should I do if someone always wants to be my dad?

"Uncle, I have something else to do. Just drink slowly."

Fang Weihan pushed him away in disgust and waved his hand.

"Tsk, you know nothing, you have no ambitions, boy."

"Wine is my love, it is better to sip it gently."

Fang Xun walked away staggeringly.

"Uncle, drive slowly. Don't fall into the toilet and drown!"

Fang Weihan kindly reminded.

My second uncle has been wandering around Changming Street drunk for years, but nothing has happened to him until now. It's a miracle.

"There's something wrong with your second uncle."

Yun Shu suddenly reminded.

"What's the problem? It's not a sexual orientation issue, is it?"

Fang Weihan instantly thought of something bad.

"It is said that some of the nobles are homosexual. Could it be that this old fellow Fang Xun is also..."

“Pah, pah, pah!”

Yun Shu was a little furious.

"I mean cultivation!"

"I can see through the cultivation level of everyone below yours, but I can't see through your second uncle's."

"He is at least a fourth-level cultivator, or he may have brought some kind of shielding and detection device that caused me to misjudge him."

“But I prefer the first possibility.”

"Why?"

Fang Weihan asked somewhat puzzledly.

"Because Yunshu is always right! If anything goes wrong, it's all your fault."

Yun Shu wrote with dignity and pride.

Fang Weihan: "..."

Your words can be included in the classics.

I would like to call it Yunshu’s First Law.

He sighed but didn't refute.

"I've never heard that Second Uncle has any cultivation skills? This old guy usually just drinks, brags, and has sex. How can he have cultivation skills? Or even above the fourth level? It's impossible no matter how you think about it..."

Fang Weihan shook his head.

"Who cares? It doesn't matter whether this second uncle has any cultivation or not. Maybe you are wrong. The current matter is more important."

He had to pick a place where he could get a signal.

Fang Weihan looked around and finally chose the conical roof of a nearby shop.

He gathered his blood and energy in the soles of his feet, tensed his legs, and with a few leaps he easily jumped onto the roof.

"The next step is to wait for the signal from Second Master."

Fang Weihan held the Luminous Sword at his waist and threw a pill into his mouth as if it were a candy bean.

He has to keep himself at his best at all times.

He remembered what Mr. Zhao said this morning.

"I have prepared three bundles of Jinwu Guards' rockets. They are very recognizable after they explode. Your Highness only needs to hear three cannon shots or see a large number of Imperial Guards moving before you can take action."

Fang Weihan whistled and said lazily:

"After three cannon shots, I will return like lightning to my loyal Changming Nangong."

"But your loyal Changming Nangong won't open the door for you?"

Yun Shu said sarcastically.

"Xiao Yun, as a caring AI assistant, you should encourage me appropriately when I need encouragement instead of attacking me blindly."

Fang Weihan sighed and gave an earnest instruction.

"Okay, come on, Brother Fang."

A line of small words floated out slowly.

"Don't talk like Xiao Jin!"

Fang Weihan said angrily.

"I knew you couldn't spit out any ivory."

At this moment, Fang Weihan suddenly felt a flash of light suddenly appear in his vision.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Three extremely brilliant fireworks suddenly exploded in the ever-bright and silent night sky, illuminating the entire sky of clouds red.

Three gunshots!

Fang Weihan took a deep breath, stopped chatting with Yun Shu, and tightened the hilt of the Lumen sword at his waist.

"Okay, get ready for action..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

"Boom bang bang bang bang..."

Dozens of fireworks exploded in the air, with the flames and light shining brightly against each other, as if a grand fireworks show was being held in the sky above Changming.

Fang Weihan looked at the magnificent scene in front of him in confusion, not yet realizing what was happening.

“Bang, bang, bang, bang…”

The sound of the Jinwu Guard's gongs rang out like raindrops, and they were not coming from the same place.

The entire Changming City was in chaos in an instant. A large number of Nangong imperial guards were gathering and preparing to rush to the place where the gong sounded.

"My grass!"

Fang Weihan couldn't help but swear.

"What on earth did Mr. Zhao do to make such a big noise?"

"He also attacked Ping'an County?"

Fang Weihan glanced at Zhaowu Gate, then at the red sky in the distance.

"He told me to act after three gunshots, but what if there are thirty gunshots?"

He gritted his teeth.