The sword is the devil

Chapter 92 The Parade
On the second day, just after the morning class, the second parade rushed back.

The Yinling Mausoleum is not too big, and it will not take more than a few days to ride across it. The only thing that hinders the speedy return of the parade is the urgent task at hand.

This cultivator is called Li Jingxi, he is tall and in bigu state.

His arrival gave the two Peiyuan Xiaoxiu a backbone. Senior brother, of course, everything should be done with the head of the horse.But Hou Tiao didn't see what this senior brother was doing. Anyway, Yao He still knew how to get some medicinal materials for those Zhenya brothers. This senior brother is very good, and he drank it with Yao He directly when he came back. In his words,

those people?It's better to die!
This is the attitude of the parade people. They simply look down on these classmates who can't hide in Fangjiabao. In addition, they are outspoken and can't be human, so it's normal to have such an attitude, and it's why they were sent here reason.

Another day, in the evening, all seven parades except Hou Tiao arrived, and it was the parade envoy Xiang Zhiwen who came back last. From his leisurely attitude, one can understand the indifferent performance of the following parades.

It is very torn, which is not a good thing for a sect; but maybe this situation is most obvious in Yinling?After all, it is also a fact that there are mostly thorns here.

Xiang Zhiwen went to see Guo Zhenya, and then Yao He introduced Hou Tiao to everyone. The scene was a little cold, without the enthusiasm he imagined; There is only strength, and there is no other way to do it.

When these people got together, they talked more about abnormal events in the Yinling, where the monsters moved, where the ghosts were particularly concentrated, which small village suffered another disaster, and who would go to a certain place to do it again next time? tickets, and so on.

Hou Tiao sat quietly at the side, listening to the unscrupulousness of these fighting madmen, but felt extremely cordial. He likes such a pure atmosphere, does not intrigue for interests and power, and only pursues continuous growth in battle. This is their stage. What monks should do.

An hour later, Xiang Zhiwen returned to the crowd, and the first time he opened his mouth, he was in the standard patrol way.
"The good news is that these wastes have finally learned their lesson; the bad news is that none of these people can die?"

Everyone laughed, and asked him that the patrol envoy was an old man here, who had worked in Yinling for six years, from Peiyuangan to Lianqiao, and was still unwilling to leave; Have to kill!

He has a bad temper and poor popularity. No one in Jincheng likes him, and no one in the surrounding towns wants to work with him, so he became a local household here.

Turning his gaze to Hou Tiao, "I know you! Some people's fig leaf was lifted in Jincheng Tianxiang Building, so you deserve it for coming here, and you asked for it! Just go on a tour, a person who dares to kill Mu Shuai's retainers, If you stay in Fangjiabao, you will be raised and useless!"

Hou Tiao felt that he still needed to explain, "Well, I didn't know that he was a retainer of the Marshal Muscle when I killed the man."

Xiang Zhiwen looked at him amusedly, "What if you know?"

Hou Tiao thought for a while, "Perhaps the killing will be better, less bloody?"

Xiang Zhiwen laughed, and took out a blue bird letter, "This is the means for us to spread the news inside the patrolling faction, and it is not far away, it is in Yinling, between the eight of us.

Save some money, I don't have so many resources to subsidize you!If you can carry it, you can carry it yourself, if you can't carry it, then you can grit your teeth..."

This was a joke, his voice turned low, "...Don't be like the last one who had to carry it by himself, and ended up carrying his life. What's the use of leaving a blue bird letter?"

With plain stories and heavy consequences, one can roughly guess the usual living environment of these Yinling patrols, which makes people feel a little heroic.

From these people, Hou Tiao finally vaguely saw the temperament of the Demon Sect, ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to himself.

Raising his hands slightly, he stopped the jokes of his subordinates, "It's still the old rule, I have no secrets here, what you know, I know!"

Pointing to the room upstairs, "Guo Zhenya told me that they were cheated, but they can't be sure who did it? They don't know what the other party's purpose is?"

Li Jingxi disdains, "Of course he would say that. How about losing face? And he has to say it as loudly as possible. I can't wait to exaggerate to the point where the Taoist sect invades and the monster clan counterattacks humans. No one will pay attention to his incompetence."

Everyone laughed, but Xiang Zhiwen was very sober, "Guo Zhenya is more... well, more cautious. Although he is timid, he still has a bit of ability, so although his guess may be suspected of paying for himself, it cannot be completely correct. Forget it."

Xiang Zhiwen began to introduce the situation to everyone, "The incident happened four days ago. In the farthest safe house in Fangjiabao, a salt caravan was attacked by monsters when it was approaching Wubao. During the busy period of foreign transportation, most of the practitioners of the Fang clan participated in food transportation, and the force on duty in the fort was relatively weak, so the Fang clan asked the town government for support.

It's their habit that the seven people from the town office go out together, is it safer to hug each other?
They arrived in time and chased them away smoothly. Although there are many monsters, their strength is limited, but the problem is that there are a few horned beasts in the monster group..."

The top-horned beast, also known as Si, has long horns on its head and grows slowly, but it is extremely precious; it is the main medicine of several top-grade pills, how many pills can one horn make?Therefore, in terms of value, it can be worth at least ten high-grade spirit stones, that is, a thousand low-grade spirit stones. This kind of temptation is almost irresistible for minor repairs like them.

"So the Lord Zhenya, who almost never hits a dog in the water, decided to take the initiative to attack, remaining brave enough to pursue the bandits, for the glory of the defender Quanzhen, the dignity of a monk... well, a little bit for his own pocket.

Halfway through the pursuit, a beeswax appeared..."

Beeswax, it's hard to say whether this thing is a demon or a soul or a zombie or a puppet?It may be any kind of creature, it is selected by the white-legged slender-waisted bee to become a living hive, and the whole body is transformed into a hive to store honey without dying!
Here we have to mention the most vicious bee species in the Splendid Continent - the white-legged slender-waisted bee. They never build their own nests, but use living organisms to make their nests, and finally fill this creature with honey to make beeswax.

When this kind of beeswax absorbs the inspiration and possesses the ability of a monster, it will relatively increase the power of the red-footed slender-waisted wasp, complement each other and depend on each other.

The beeswax became stronger because of the thin-waisted bee, and the thin demon bee also produced corpse poison because it lived in the beeswax body, and it also had attack power against the monk's dharma body.

It was just a moving beehive, caught off guard, it was difficult for minor cultivators to resist the swarms of slender-waisted bees, which was the reason why the monks in Zhenya were stung to pieces.

(End of this chapter)