Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

A few days later, Chu Ze finally arrived at the outskirts of the capital.

It was late at night, with a bright moon and twinkling stars in the sky.

The towers of the capital city were tall and brightly lit. A solemn and murderous atmosphere permeated the city walls, exuding a chilling chill.

The city gate was heavily guarded, with imperial guards stationed there, checking passers-by and guarding against the enemy with all their might.

Chu Ze understood. It seemed that the King of Qin was on high alert, fearing that someone would sneak into the capital and cause trouble.

Thinking of this, he sneered. How could a mere imperial guard stop him?
He used his Qinggong skills and in a flash, he had already climbed over the city wall and landed silently on the street.

The streets of the capital were shrouded in darkness, looking particularly eerie. There was complete silence, with only the occasional barking of dogs.

Chu Ze looked around cautiously, then walked forward quickly. His target was the secret contact point set up by the Heavenly Demon Sect in the capital.

Before leaving, the clan leader instructed that if they went to Beijing, they could go to the contact point to seek help and inquire about information.

Chu Ze came to the end of an alley and stopped. In front of him was a dilapidated wooden door with a dying lantern hanging on it.

This is the secret contact point of the Demonic Sect.

Chu Ze knocked on the door gently and whispered, "I am Chu Ze, following the order of the sect master, I have come to the capital to investigate the case."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door creaked open. A dark-skinned, thin middle-aged man poked his head out and looked Chu Ze up and down.

Seeing that he was dressed elegantly and had an extraordinary demeanor, and after giving the secret signal, the middle-aged man respectfully let Chu Ze into the house.

"Please come in, General. I am Zhang Kun, the liaison sent by the Sect Master to the capital."

After entering the house, Zhang Kun quickly closed the door, took out a lighter from his sleeve, and lit the candle. The dim light illuminated the huge hall.

The hall was simply furnished with a square table, a few wooden chairs, and a huge metal cabinet in the corner, but no one knew what was inside.

Chu Ze didn't say much, and got straight to the point: "Zhang Kun, has there been any disturbance in the capital recently?"

Zhang Kun whispered, "General, since the coup, the capital has been on high alert, with the imperial guards guarding the city gates."

"The kings, nobles, civil and military officials were all trembling with fear, fearing they would be implicated. Among the common people, rumors were spreading everywhere, and people were in a state of panic."

"Humph, it's just a rumor, why should we be afraid of it?" Chu Ze sneered:
"However, how could the imperial court let such a major event as the palace coup go so easily? Could it be that it really has nothing to do with my Heavenly Demon Sect?"

Zhang Kun sighed and said, "General, you don't know. Prime Minister Yan Song is leading people to search the whole city, intending to capture the Heavenly Demon Sect in one fell swoop."

"I heard that even the sect leader has been listed as a wanted criminal, and his life or death is uncertain!"

"What?" Chu Ze was shocked and stood up suddenly: "The sect leader is in trouble? How... How is this possible?"

Zhang Kun shook his head and said, "I just heard the news, I'm not sure."

"But the situation is critical right now. It would be too dangerous for you to go deep into the tiger's den alone, General."

"How can I retreat at this moment?" Chu Ze's eyes widened with murderous intent:
"If the Sect Master is really in trouble, how can I, Chu, just sit there and watch? I must get to the bottom of it and clear the Sect Master's name!"

Zhang Kun slapped his thigh and exclaimed: "What a loyal and righteous man! I admire you! But..."

"General, how are you going to investigate this palace coup? Yan Song is on high alert. If you show up, I'm afraid you'll be in danger."

Chu Ze was silent for a moment, his eyes were sharp: "Zhang Kun, do you have a way to let me sneak into the Prime Minister's Mansion and investigate this matter up close?"

Zhang Kun looked embarrassed: "It's not that there is no way. It's just that the risk is too great, General."

"There is no time to lose!" Chu Ze said decisively, "There is no time to lose! Zhang Kun, please make arrangements quickly!"

Zhang Kun had no choice but to nod in agreement.

At that moment, he opened the metal cabinet, took out a eunuch's uniform, and handed it to Chu Ze. "General, you can disguise yourself as a eunuch in the palace and sneak into the Prime Minister's Mansion. I have an insider in the mansion who will meet you when the time comes."

Chu Ze was overjoyed and quickly thanked him: "Thank you, Brother Zhang! I am grateful to you!"

After saying this, he took the eunuch's uniform and put it on immediately. He was wearing black arrow sleeves and a black hat, and he looked handsome and imposing.

He doesn't look like a little eunuch at all; he clearly looks like a general.

Zhang Kun nodded secretly, thinking: "General Chu is extraordinary. Even if he is in disguise, it can't hide his heroic aura. I hope he can return safely from this trip."

Chu Ze changed his clothes and was about to say goodbye when he suddenly let out a light exclamation.

On the brick and stone floor, a piece of white silk stretched out from the crack of the door and coiled up on the ground.

"What is this..." Chu Ze was suspicious and hurried over to check.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise of footsteps outside the courtyard. Then, there were several loud bangs, and the door was kicked open!

"Who is coming?" Chu Ze asked sternly.

There was a dark crowd outside the door. Dozens of masked men in black rushed in and quickly surrounded Chu Ze and the other person.

The leader said sinisterly: "Haha, General Chu is indeed a hero! You have found a mere contact point!"

"Who are you? Why did you break into my Demon Sect's contact point at night?" Chu Ze asked in a deep voice, staring at the newcomer vigilantly.

The leader sneered and slowly took off his mask, revealing a chiseled face.

It was none other than Prime Minister Yan Song’s nephew, Yan Shifan, the commander-in-chief of the imperial army!
"Yan Shifan?" Chu Ze's face darkened: "You..."

"Haha, General Chu is so majestic!" Yan Shifan sneered: "Now you are like a rat crossing the street, everyone is shouting and beating you!"

"How dare you come to Beijing so brazenly? You really don't know how to live or die!"

"How dare you!" Chu Ze was furious. "Yan Shifan, I have no grudge against you. Why do you bring people here?"

"Could it be that you want to harm our Tianmo Sect?"

"That's right!" Yan Shifan sneered, "The Heavenly Demon Sect colluded with Xixia and intended to rebel. How can such a crime of deceiving the emperor be forgiven lightly?"

"Chu Ze, you traitor, stop quibbling! Just surrender and I will spare your life!"

"What a joke!" Chu Ze snorted coldly: "My Tianmo Sect acts uprightly and honestly. How could we have ever done anything that was against the will of heaven and earth?"

"Yan Shifan, if you insist on accusing me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

After saying that, Chu Ze shouted and floated up.

The male and female swords hidden in his sleeves flew out with a whoosh, covering Yan Shifan's face. The sound of the swords was sharp and piercing.

Yan Shifan didn't have time to think and hurriedly turned sideways, barely avoiding the two swords.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was filled with shock and anger. He shouted, "How dare you, you rascal! How dare you assassinate an official appointed by the imperial court? Catch you!"

Before he finished speaking, a group of men in black swarmed up and surrounded Chu Ze, charging left and right.

"You evil cult monster, come and get your life!"

"Today, I will make you bleed to death as a tribute to the heroes of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Don't run away, traitor! Watch out for the sword!"

There were constant shouts and clashes of weapons. (End of this chapter)