Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 947 Thousand households, long absence

From the beginning of the tusk fight, Xu Zhiqiong felt a familiar sight.

It was Wu Xu who witnessed the bloody battle today.

Before finding out the truth, Xu Zhiqiong tried his best not to miss any details.

Now that the matter has been clarified, Xu Zhiqiong tried his best to make the matter simple, and the matter really became very simple.

With Wu Xu's testimony, Xu Zhiqiong didn't need to worry too much, he directly killed the father and son, and Wu Xu didn't care too much about the rules.

But Wu Xu didn't look away, he really wanted to know what Xu Zhiqiong's purpose was.

The onlookers looked dumbfounded.

Their Chief Martial Lord, the master of Cangxiao County, now lost half of his face, lying on the ground with the young master of Cangxiao County.

They can still move.

Are they still alive?
Who is this guy?
He defeated the Chief Martial Lord just like that, will he become the future master of Cang Owl City?
Countless questions rolled in my mind, making it impossible for the onlookers to think.

They wanted to escape, and a strange idea suddenly appeared in their minds.

Can't run, if you run, you will die, worse than Wu Jun!
Xu Zhiqiong used evil thoughts, he wanted to make the onlookers stay a little longer, and he wanted to leave the truth to Cangxiao County.

Meaglan and Hometon were dead, but still twitching.

Xu Zhiqiong used the power of imagery to temporarily keep their souls in their bodies.

Next, he directly started the torture.

"Where's the rootless thief?"

The first question left the onlookers dumbfounded.

Rootless thief?

The rootless thief who almost washed the city of the owl with blood?

How could the Chief Martial Lord know where the rootless thief was?

"I don't know!" Hometon's answer was within Xu Zhiqiong's expectation.

Xu Zhiqiong turned the power of imagery into countless sharp blades, cutting Migran's soul.

Migraine let out a heart-piercing wail, and Homiton's expression twisted for a while, telling the truth.

"Twenty miles west of the city, there are 1000 people guarding the official road."

The onlookers looked at each other in blank dismay. They did not expect that Lord Wu Jun really revealed the whereabouts of the rootless thief.

Perhaps Lord Wu Jun has been looking for the whereabouts of the rootless thief.

Lord Wu Jun wanted to annihilate them in one fell swoop and avenge the dead owl clansmen.

They also had one last illusion about Homerton.

But this illusion was quickly shattered.

Xu Zhiqiong asked the second question: "Where do these rootless thieves come from?"

"I spent a lot of money to recruit."

Wu Jun recruited the rootless thief?
The onlookers couldn't believe their ears.

Why would Wu Jun do such a thing?

This is also the question Xu Zhiqiong wanted to ask: "Why did you do this?"

Homiton replied: "The enemy outside the tree gathers people's hearts."

"So you sent the rootless thief to the city of the owl?"

Homiton closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "This is for the sake of the owl family!"

Xu Zhiqiong had long deduced Homiton's intentions, and was not surprised by such an answer at all.

But the onlookers were very surprised.

They still remember the night the Rootless Thief came to town.

They remember the blood that flowed all over the ground, and the howling that echoed throughout the city.

They remember their loved ones lying on the ground struggling and rolling, being hacked by knives and axes, trampled by horses' hooves.

This was all done by Homiton!

They couldn't believe it, and couldn't believe it.

This is done by their Chief Martial Lord!
"Why gather people's hearts?"

"In order to become the king of Fanxiao."

"You want to be king that much? Are you willing to risk the lives of your people?"

Homiton murmured, "I am for the Owl people, and for all the Fan Xiao people."

Xu Zhiqiong was too familiar with such words.

No matter how many mean and nasty things a man like him does, he can always find a noble reason.

If there is another thick-skinned dog, wiping away tears, and saying: "You can't blame Wu Jun, Wu Jun is also helpless, he is all for us..." This scene will be more perfect.

It's a pity that out of fear of Xu Zhiqiong, Homiton's subordinates did not dare to come forward to praise him, so Homiton could only smooth things over by himself.

"Fanxiao Kingdom looks powerful, but in fact it is just a mess. Fanxiao people live too richly. They only think about their wives, children, relatives and friends. They only have their own home in their hearts, and there is no Fanxiao Kingdom at all.

In order to make the kingdom really strong, the Fanxiao people must have a supreme monarch,

Let all Fanxiao people be loyal to their monarch wholeheartedly, let them have only one thought in their hearts, only one thought, only one thought..."

"Do you still want Fanxiao people to have only one face?" Xu Zhiqiong patted Homiton's face, and interrupted him: "It would be great if they all look the same, so as to save you the trouble of distinguishing them."

Homiton didn't make a sound. He really thought the same look was good.

Xu Zhiqiong said with a smile: "You can just make all the Fanxiao people into puppets, and let them work for you all day long, fight for you, bleed for you, without rewards, without demands, and even puppets who don't eat or drink. , isn't that what you want most?"

Homiton didn't know what to say, but Xu Zhiqiong really hit his heart.

Of course, it may be a bit difficult not to eat or drink.

But if the Fanxiao people can work hard without eating and drinking a little water, Homiton feels that such a result is acceptable.

The onlookers looked at Homiton blankly.

A puppet that neither eats nor drinks.

Fanxiao people who advocate bravery cannot accept this reality.

Every word pierced their hearts like a knife.

"I'm for Fanxiao..." Homiton was still trying to explain.

Xu Zhiqiong didn't want to listen to his noble reasons anymore, he asked the key question: "How many rootless thieves are there?"

"Only one thousand."

Xu Zhiqiong used the power of imagery, and Migran's wailing sounded again in his ears.

The total number is definitely more than 1000. Xu Zhiqiong knows this very well. There must be other rootless troops stationed elsewhere.

"Thirty thousand." Homiton gritted his teeth, unable to bear Migran's suffering, he could only tell the truth

There were bursts of exclamations from around, and Homiton actually recruited [-] rootless thieves.

There is no army in Fan Xiao Kingdom.

That might really make Homiton king.

But Xu Zhiqiong could see Homiton's strength.

The [-] rootless thieves were not completely under Hometon's control, and even his class might not be able to serve as a commander.

"How can these [-] rootless thieves escape the soldier's sight?"

After asking this question, Xu Zhiqiong obviously felt a strong pressure from the sight from the sky.

Wu Xu also wanted to know this question.

"That's because, because..." Homiton couldn't speak out, his lips and tongue seemed to be entangled with some kind of technique, making him unable to express his thoughts.

Xu Zhiqiong has encountered this situation before.

Don't try to make him write it, don't try to make him express it in other ways, there is some technique in his soul that cuts off all possibility of expression, any attempt is a waste of time.

While his consciousness was still there, Xu Zhiqiong used sound transmission to ask a key question, which should not be heard by others: "Who injured Elder Shengwei?"

"Dong Junsheng." A name appeared in Xu Zhiqiong's mind, and Homiton's thoughts became more and more confused, and the soul skills were constantly eroding their consciousness.

Xu Zhiqiong quickly removed the sins of Homiton and Migran, and wrapped Homiton's sins with a magic circle, freezing his soul, hoping to resist erosion.

Whether this will work is unknown.

Xu Zhiqiong put away the two crimes, and said to the people around him: "I defeated the Chief Martial Lord Homerton in the fang blood fight. According to the agreement, I took his life. From now on, I will be the owl Chief Martial Lord of the county."

After finishing speaking, Xu Zhiqiong's figure disappeared, leaving the bodies of Homiton and Migran in place.

The crowd was silent for a long time, and the anger spread uncontrollably.

"Bastard!" A woman watching picked up a stone and threw it at Homiton.

"Kill the bastard!"

A group of Fanxiao people kicked and beat the corpse frantically.

……

Xu Zhiqiong appeared at the corner of the street and silently walked into the deep alley.

After walking dozens of steps, Xu Zhiqiong turned his head and looked at the tall figure behind him.

"Looking for a place to have a glass of wine?" Wu Xu looked at Xu Zhiqiong with a smile.

"I haven't been to the wine shop in Fanxiao Kingdom yet." Xu Zhiqiong turned around slowly.

"This place is not called a wine shop, but a tavern. I know a good place. The wine is good, the food is good, and there are singing and dancing."

Xu Zhiqiong was startled: "Isn't that comparable to Yinggeyuan?"

Wu Xu thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "After all, it's still a bit worse."

The two looked at each other for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

In the deep alley, the two laughed for a long time.

"You bastard, you came to Fanxiao Kingdom, but you didn't know you came to see me?"

"It's the subordinate who was rude."

……

In another inn in the city, Guo Guicheng, who had just woken up, was resting in the bedroom under the care of the staff.

Chu He, Niu Yuxian, and Lebida also fell asleep, Lin Ruoxue went to the city to inquire about news, and Yang Wu polished the puppets alone in the room.

This time, what he made was a wooden puppet. The puppet was not big, more than five inches high, but its combat power was not bad, and it could compete with Qipin Shadao.

The inspiration for making this puppet comes from the paper figurines I made recently, and the soul puppet I helped Xu Zhiqiong make.

After being promoted to the third rank, the paper figurines made by Yang Wu can act independently, as long as they replenish their yin energy regularly, they can deal with people and things, and they can also deal with some simple battles.

Often helping Xu Zhiqiong repair bad puppets, Yang Wu learned the technique of mixing air and energy. After repeated deliberations, Yang Wu came up with a bold idea.

He absorbed part of the murderous aura from Chu He, combined with his own Yin Qi, imitated Chu He's physical characteristics and fighting characteristics, and made a puppet.

Chu He's combat features are simple, simple moves, and even simpler tactics, which is very suitable for puppets.

Martial Yang attached all his tactics and tricks to the puppet, which would give him a sharp weapon for close combat.

I was drawing eyebrows for the puppet, the left eyebrow was drawn down, and the right eyebrow couldn't be drawn down.

It wasn't that Yang Wu was worried about making a mistake, it was because his hand was not working well.

Yin energy from the underworld enveloped Yang Wu's arm, and he was hit by the skill of painting the ground as a prison.

How ridiculous.

Yang Wu is a third-grade cultivator, but he was trapped by the ninth-grade skill of the Underworld!
These years, he has been by Xu Zhiqiong's side, and he is really familiar with Ming Dao, but Yang Wu forgot one thing, forgot who his natural enemy is!
Although he has cultivated flesh and blood and his body has become more complete, but he is a yin person after all.

Unprepared, he was fixed in place by the meditator of the meditation. The meditator of the meditation appeared in front of him. He looked about fifty years old.

Black impermanence?
No.

It is higher than Hei Wuchang's cultivation base.

Is it Yan Jun?

Even taller than Yan Jun.

Could it be the ghost emperor?

Yang Wu panicked for a while, the more impatient he was, the more unable to break free from the spell.

Chu He was sleeping next door, and he didn't notice that such a big man came here?
Niu Yuxian lives in the opposite door, but he can't count on it, the Mo family is already slow.

Lebeda?
This is even more hopeless, Yang Wu even suspects that he is an inner ghost.

Lin Ruoxue didn't know where she went, but what should she do?
Ming Dao looked at Yang Wu, shook his head again and again, and said, "How can a servant have such a cultivation level?

Leaving you in this world is a disaster after all, let you be wiped out. "

Ming Dao said that the ashes will be wiped out, but it is not a threat. They have the skill of annihilation, and they can really turn Yang Wu into ashes with a single gesture.

How to do?
Yang Wu saw the only helper, the unfinished puppet less than five inches high.

(End of this chapter)