Returning to the post station, Ning Zifeng had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Yang Xuan and the post officer coming, he immediately took out a bottle of pills.

"Brother Yang, this is the elixir for treating trauma in the army..."

"Brother Ning, it doesn't hurt. It's just that the spirit is uncomfortable and there is no trauma."

Yang Xuan gently put Yu Qingcheng on the bed and explored her pulse. It has gradually stabilized. It is estimated that she will be able to wake up in a short time.

After settling in Yu Qingcheng, Yang Xuan and the two went to the yard, sat down against the stone bench and talked to Ning Zifeng about the things they met today.

Ning Zifeng felt more and more heavy, frowned and said, "I guessed it was Luodu army. I didn't expect it to be true. This matter must be reported to the general as soon as possible!"

The post Officer immediately shook his head: "now Luodu has been completely blocked. Even a fly can't fly out within a hundred miles. It's too difficult to send a message."

Ning Zifeng then said, "I'll send a letter. I'll turn out of the city at night and copy the path from the broken soul mountain. I can reach the Xuanmen pass in two days at most."

Ning Zifeng came out of the broken soul mountain before. This road was also mentioned by the army officers and soldiers. After walking for a while, he realized how difficult this road is. He was lucky to get out.

But now the military situation is urgent. The 300000 Luodu army is like a sword on Da Wei's head and can attack the capital at any time. No one can recite that sin, so he must go through it.

The more he thought about it, the more worried Ning Zifeng immediately stood up. Although he still had a lot of injuries, he looked shaky, but the expression on his face was very firm.

The post officer grabbed him and looked at Yang Xuan like asking for help.

Yang Xuan smiled faintly, then patted the table and said, "brother Ning, you'd better sit down first. It's not in a hurry for a moment. It's not a day or two for Luodu army here, but they all stick to the city and there's no big noise. Don't you think something's wrong?"

Even if Ning Zifeng doesn't report, Luo Du rebelled and couldn't hide such a big thing. The shadow Pavilion elder and Weiyuan Hou father and son don't understand this truth. But it's strange that they didn't seize the opportunity to attack unexpectedly before the news came out.

Ning Zifeng also calmed down, figured out Yang Xuan's words, slowly sat down and frowned: "also, what medicine do you say they sell in the gourd? What do 300000 troops do when they gather to fight?"

"That's the key!" Yang Xuan patted the table and said, "today, the ghost eye elder said he was looking for a woman. I think it's Miss Liu. The clue must be on Miss Liu."

"Red cry?" Ning Zifeng frowned, turned his head and looked back at the wing room and said, "but Hong ti is just a small manager in the embroidery workshop. How can she be involved in such a thing."

"Does brother Ning still remember the original Zhou family?"

"Naturally, the owner of the Zhou family listened to the ghost Xiu and had to marry his dead son..."

Ning Zifeng said as like as two peas, and suddenly felt that the two things were full of familiar flavour, and the process seemed to be the same.

Thinking for a moment, Ning Zifeng suddenly thought of something. He stretched out his hand and took out a sachet from his arms. He was surprised and said, "I know. The secret must be here!"

"What secret?" Yang Xuan looked at the small sachet in his hand and was puzzled for a moment.

On the way back before, Yang Xuan had linked the Zhou family and Weiyuan Houfu together. The more he thought about it, the more he felt strange, but he had not been able to come up with more clues.

What can Ning Zifeng do now?

"This is the marriage bag that Hong Ti went to the temple to ask for. There are eight characters of my and her birthday in it!" Ning Zifeng said so. He had opened the sachet in his hand and took out two pieces of entangled paper with a small Buddha seal on it.

Hearing this sentence, Yang Xuan seemed to be suddenly enlightened in his mind and quickly set his eyes on the past.

The two pieces of paper opened slowly. Under their eyes, Ning Zifeng's birthday first, followed by Liu Hongti's birthday.

Yin year, Yin month, Yin day, Yin hour.

"Extremely Yin body!"

Ning Zifeng murmured it out. The whole person was like being struck by thunder, and the whole mind exploded.

The woman who was as like as two peas in Liu Hongti's birthday was just like the two women who were killed.

The Posthouse official's face was immediately full of shock. A moment later, he said bitterly: "I see. Their layout is the heaven devil array."

"Tianmo array?" Yang Xuan immediately said, "what's that?"

The post officer turned to Ning Zifeng and said, "brother Ning is a member of the army. I think he knows this better than me. Let's talk about it!"

Ning Zifeng seemed to think of some bad memory. He slowly closed his eyes and gently buttoned his fingers on the table.

"Many years ago, a small town in the South was watched by ghost Xiu. He planned this Tianmo array. Taking a woman with a very cloudy birthday as the array eye, he sacrificed 500000 people in the city.

The matter spread to the capital three days later, and immediately made the whole great Wei a sensation. The emperor Longwei was angry. Xu Xiang personally led the army and directly caught all the ghost repairs in the great Wei and executed them. Those who escaped the disaster also disappeared in the territory of great Wei.

My father once mentioned this to me. He said that although he was also arresting ghost Xiu, he didn't make much effort. It was not until this happened that ghost cultivation completely disappeared. It can be said that the root of everything was in this demon array.

However, the most strange thing is that the Tianmo array did not seem to be able to improve the strength of those ghosts, nor did it change the situation. It is still a mystery what the role of the Tianmo array is and why they sacrifice so many lives. "

Hearing Ning Zifeng speak slowly, Yang Xuan smacks his tongue more and more, and is startled by the madness of these ghosts.

Hundreds of thousands of lives were burned by them, completely as pigs and sheep in the slaughterhouse.

And he also understood why ghost repair was an absolute taboo in the whole Wei Dynasty. It was really strange not to be completely cleaned up after committing such a thing.

The post officer nodded while listening, and finally said, "there are 700000 dawn people in Luodu city. This Luodu army has made up 300000, a million people."

Yang Xuan's eyes showed his pure light: "at the beginning, there were not enough 500000 people, so has it doubled this time? It must not be enough for them to succeed!"

After saying that, Yang Xuan stood up and arranged several layers of large arrays at the door of Liu Hongti's room, which relieved him.

At the same time, in the center of the city, carpenters and cooks stood side by side, behind them shivering and kneeling dozens of prisoners in prison clothes.

"The time has come." The carpenter sighed.

"Send them to death!" The cook laughed.

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