Judge of the Lamp

Xu Zhiqiong used the disguise technique to turn into a burly man with a mask on his face, and suddenly appeared beside Hong Zhenkang, scaring Hong Zhenkang out of his mind.

"You, who are you? Why did you come here?"

Xu Zhiqiong smiled but did not answer.

Before Yuan Chengfeng went to the Yin Division, he told Xu Zhiqiong that he had three strongholds in Qiancheng Kingdom and two strongholds in Tunu, and these places stored the necessary preparations for the uprising.

Hong Zhenkang didn't elaborate on what it was, but only said that there were silver, ordnance, magic weapons, etc., and these things were what Xu Zhiqiong wanted.

At that time, Xu Zhiqiong was eager to know the secrets of chaos, but if he used mantras frequently, he was afraid that Yuan Chengfeng would be on guard, so Xu Zhiqiong didn't ask about irrelevant things.

But Xu Zhiqiong understood one thing, Yuan Chengfeng's things were not so easy to get.

As Xu Zhiqiong expected, Yuan Chengfeng made careful preparations.

There is so much silver hidden among these barren mountains and wild mountains, no matter how loyal people are guarded here, accidents will inevitably happen.

Yuan Chengfeng doesn't trust living people, so he uses corpse demons to guard Yue Zhifeng's stronghold.

If Xu Zhiqiong came to the foot of Muhua Mountain by taking advantage of Chengfeng Tower, and led the judges to forcibly cross the branch peaks, how many judges would die at the hands of living corpses during the journey of two days and two nights.

So Xu Zhiqiong thought of a good way.

Isn't Hong Zhenkang short of money?And release a good news to make him happy for two days, and then ask him to bring some people to help him find the way.

When Hong Zhenkang walked all the way, Xu Zhiqiong kept tracking him with his magical eyes. When he reached the courtyard, Xu Zhiqiong locked Hong Zhenkang's position with his magical eyes, and then used his magical eyes to shuttle back and forth to bring the judge to Hong Zhenkang. By his side, this kind of person can not only get the silver, but also avoid the corpse demon on the mountain.

As for Hong Zhenkang, he reaped the joy of anticipation and a thrilling adventure, which was a worthwhile trip.

Xu Zhiqiong brought a total of twenty judges, all of whom were confidantes, and each of them had cultivation bases above the eighth rank.

Hong Zhenkang looked at Youdao beside him, and shouted: "Fight with such bandits!"

The straightforward Wang Junwu really rushed up to fight Xu Zhiqiong desperately, but was easily subdued by Xu Zhiqiong and handed over to his subordinates to tie him up.

The two wandering swords stepped forward, one from the left and the other from the right, and Jiang Shengqun used his arrogance to bring them down and tied them up together.

Ling Zhengze and Gong Yinde were still left, Gong Yinde twisted the spell secretly, and looked at Lingzheng from the corner of his eye.

He knew that fighting recklessly was hopeless, and the only thing he was looking forward to now was that Lingzheng could think of a way to escape.

Unexpectedly, Lingzheng stretched out his hands directly at Xu Zhiqiong: "Hero, we are all swordsmen, licking blood from the edge of the knife, just for a bite of food, spare our lives, and we won't make trouble for you. .”

Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said, "This temperament is likable."

While speaking, Xu Zhiqiong smelled a trace of murderous aura, which was in Lingzheng's body.

His breath was hidden very deeply, but Xu Zhiqiong still sensed it.

Gong Yinde didn't resist when he saw Lingzheng, so he had no choice but to stretch out his hands. The five You Dao, Hong Zhenkang and the housekeeper were tied up and locked in the wing room.

After entering the wing room, Hong Zhenkang cried loudly, and Gong Yinde, who was howling, was upset.

He hid a few charms in the palm of his hand, and quietly twisted out one, which made everyone fall into a deep sleep.

He broke free from the rope with the help of yin and yang magic, came to the corner of the house, and made a magic circle to escape from the house.

After the formation was completed, Gong Yinde's figure disappeared and appeared in front of the judge Chen Zhengming instead.

Chen Zhengming is a Confucianist, yin and yang double cultivator, and has the sixth level of yin and yang cultivation. He just smelled the smell of yin and yang, and changed Gong Yinde's magic circle.

Seeing Chen Zhengming, Gong Yinde was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. Chen Zhengming pinched Gong Yinde's cheek and said with a smile: "Isn't it a rule? Then let's change the rules."

Chen Zhengming released the spell suddenly, Gong Yinde suddenly felt itchy all over his body, and scratched hard.

Pieces of flesh and blood continued to fall down the nails.

After scratching for a long time, Gong Yinde saw that the skin all over his body was festered, and the wound was deep enough to show the bone, so he passed out immediately.

Zhang Shifeng glanced aside, frowned and said, "If you want to play tricks like this, it's better to move more money."

Gong Yinde didn't have abscesses or wounds on his body, he just fell under Chen Zhengming's illusion.

It's hard to say if a swordsman is a good person, but try not to kill innocent people before the evidence of the crime is confirmed. Chen Zhengming understands the duty of a judge.

He picked up Gong Yinde, threw it into the wing room, and then moved the money.

Three million silver is not a small number, everyone moved for more than an hour, and they all moved into the punishment department.

Xu Zhiqiong walked around all the courtyards. Except for some books in the bookstore of the East courtyard, there seemed to be no other valuable things in the courtyard.

With a wave of his hand, Xu Zhiqiong called all the judges back to the Division of Punishment.

Hearing that there was no movement in the yard, Lingzheng opened his eyes.

He easily untied the rope, quietly went to the east courtyard, and walked into the bookstore.

There are eight rows of bookshelves in the bookstore, all of which are ancient books from the Qiancheng Kingdom, and there seems to be nothing special about them.

But Lingzheng was very attentive. Starting from the first row of bookshelves, he took down the books on the shelves one by one and looked through them.

After looking for the first row of bookshelves, but found nothing, Lingzheng turned to the second row.

Just flipping through two books, a row of spears suddenly appeared on the bookshelf, Lingzheng suddenly lowered his head, barely avoiding it.

The spear shot through the bookshelf, and the stone wall opposite the bookshelf.

What a powerful mechanism!

Don't look at the simplicity of this technique, just look at the speed of this spear, at least it comes from the fourth grade of Mohist.

Lingzheng let out a long sigh of relief, continued to flip through the pages, and pulled out a book on the fourth floor, suddenly a burst of smoke and dust splashed.

"Ahem..." Lingzheng coughed twice, opened the doors and windows, and dispersed the smoke with a murderous aura.

When the smoke and dust cleared away completely, Lingzheng's murderous aura surged up, and he vomited a mouthful of black water from his mouth.

"You still use poison!" Ling Zheng smiled wryly and continued to search.

When he found the third row of bookshelves, a flash of lightning flashed, and Lingzheng was completely burnt.

Lingzheng straightened his burnt hair, then searched.

After turning around for an hour, Lingzheng encountered more than a dozen traps, and finally found the one he wanted on the sixth row of bookshelves.

This is a collection of essays written by the God of Yongning, which can be bought in the market, and there is nothing special about it.

But Lingzheng found a special page in two-thirds of the anthology, and this page was not written by Yongning Shenjun.

"If I knew it was here, I should have looked for it from the last row." Lingzheng sighed, and was about to take the anthology away when he suddenly felt a chill in the back of his head.

A mandarin duck blade was aimed at the back of Ling Zhengze's head. Xu Zhiqiong stood a foot away, with the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, silently looking at Ling Zhengze.

Lingzheng sighed and said, "It is said that judges are good at borrowing knives, but it is really rare to borrow knives like you, brother, and see blood on the knives."

"This statement is wrong. I am an upright person. There is no one in this barren mountain. There are corpses and demons making trouble in the mountain. I can't bear to leave you here. I planned to send you down the mountain. I didn't want to run into each other in this book pavilion." Brother."

Xu Zhiqiong knew that this house not only had silver, but also other good things, but he didn't know where to look for it, nor what to look for.

He saw that Lingzheng was not an ordinary person, so he pretended to leave the house, and waited for Lingzheng to make a move before eating something ready-made.

Lingzheng took a deep breath, and said with a sad expression: "I am a miserable person, and I loved reading since I was a child, but my father just let me practice martial arts, and I missed the good years for nothing.

Now my original intention remains the same, but whenever I see a collection of books, I always want to borrow them and look through them. "

When Xu Zhiqiong heard this, his expression was quite sad: "To tell you the truth, I am also a person who loves to read. It is hard to find a good friend. The "Collected Works of Yongning" in Xiongtai's hand is exactly my favorite, Xiongtai. Can you lend me a second look?"

Lingzheng blinked his eyes and said: "My dear friend, I am a seventh-rank Taoist cultivator. I can't break your business, and I can't stop your way. You have taken away all the money, and I can earn enough if I should earn it. Yes, give me this book."

"Seventh rank, what a coincidence," Xu Zhiqiong said with a smile, "I am also a seventh rank judge, do you think we are destined?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Lingzheng suddenly released his murderous aura, forcing Xu Zhiqiong to take a step back.

Xu Zhiqiong immediately turned invisible and disappeared.

Lingzheng continued to stir up murderous aura, the surrounding books fell all over the ground, and the pages of the books were broken and scattered.

The sixth-rank skill of the killing method is a tiger, relying on murderous aura to kill the enemy invisible.

This is not the domineering monster's extinction, which ends with one attack.

This is continuous damage. Within the coverage of the murderous aura, Xu Zhiqiong can't hide all the time, otherwise he will be severely injured in the fierce murderous aura.

But he couldn't hide too far, Xu Zhiqiong couldn't let Ling Zhengze escape.

He suddenly appeared from the side and stabbed Lingzheng's temple with the mandarin duck blade.

Ling Zheng dodged ahead of time and dodged Xu Zhiqiong's mandarin duck blade.

Killing Dao fifth-grade skill, Qiu Hao, can predict the opponent's next move in a very short period of time.

Xu Zhiqiong had to take the lead, turned the mandarin duck blade, and swept Ling Zhengzheng's throat.

Ling Zheng turned his back and dodged, Xu Zhiqiong's blade suddenly changed its trajectory and stabbed at the front door from top to bottom.

Lingzheng twisted his body to an incredible angle, avoided Xu Zhiqiong's pursuit, and stepped forward with both feet, trying to escape Xu Zhiqiong's attack range.

With a wave of Xu Zhiqiong's sleeve, Qianjingui's iron hook came out, sealing Lingzheng's retreat.

Lingzheng dodged the iron hook, Xu Zhiqiong was in front of him again, the mandarin duck blade was flying up and down, Lingzheng was tired of parrying.

His speed was obviously at a disadvantage, and he relied on his fine skills to deal with Xu Zhiqiong.

During the fight, Lingzheng kept looking for a chance to escape, and finally waited until there was a space behind him.

Lingzheng forced Xu Zhiqiong back with murderous aura. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Xu Zhiqiong chanting in a low voice: "If you fight, you will fight, if you flee, you will flee, if you flee, you will not fight, and if you fight, you will not flee!"

Lingzheng's body stiffened for a while, he lost the desire to escape, and fought with Xu Zhiqiong again.

What a weird technique!

Seeing the mandarin duck blade approaching, Lingzheng realized that he could no longer fight like this.

He suddenly grabbed the mandarin duck blade with his hand, his blood was welling up, and his eyes were fixed on Xu Zhiqiong.

Senhan's murderous aura made Xu Zhiqiong's face covered with hoarfrost.

Xu Zhiqiong showed no signs of fear, opened his eyes wide and stared at Lingzheng at the same time.

The two sides looked at each other for a long time, and Lingzheng raised his eyebrows: "You actually use a winding path?"

Xu Zhiqiong's cheeks trembled: "It turns out that it's the eyes of the sky!"