The Dream Master

Inside Changlefang, there was still silence, and there were basically no people in sight along the way, only some lonely and wild ghosts wandering in the meantime, it turned out that this piece of town was like a ghost corner.

Shen Luo didn't know what was weird in the dark clouds in the sky. He didn't rush the sword to fly, but carefully shuttled through the streets, avoiding those evil ghosts as much as possible. Only when it is unavoidable, will he take risks. But it will also strive to kill with one hit, and minimize movement.

He just stopped and stopped along the way. In addition to encountering a large number of ghosts, he also encountered some human monks. It's just that the enemy is indistinguishable, and the sinking did not provoke him. He just silently remembered all his experiences.

However, what puzzled him was that there was no one from the Datang government office along the way. After all, there was such a big trouble, no matter how the government officials should be dispatched to clean up the mess.

After Shen Luo passed through the three workshops in succession, it was almost as far as the boundary of Yongyefang, and there were waves of killing shouts around him again, and he finally saw the officials again.

He happened to encounter a group of officials and soldiers on the street, fighting with a dozen ghosts, so he helped to kill them, and then under the leadership of a veteran, he went straight to the Fangmen.

On the street outside the gate of Yongyefang, seven or eight camps were built, surrounded by a large number of soldiers, and there were monks in the camp, all in a state of wartime guard.

After a strict interrogation and the testimony of the veteran, Shen was able to enter the square.

As soon as he entered Yongyefang, he was shocked by the sight in front of him. There were simple tents erected everywhere in the streets and alleys of the building, and all the people who had fled from the south of the city lived in them, all with ugly faces. Obviously, they are all in a panic.

"How could this happen?" Shen Luo frowned and sighed..

Judging from all the signs, the severity of this disaster in Chang'an city far exceeded his imagination.

"Oh, what the fairy master doesn't know, this time ten thousand ghosts are coming? The incident happened too suddenly. Almost all the towns in the south of the city had ghost problems at the same time. I was caught off guard by the city defense. It was too late when I reacted. "The old soldier sighed?"

"This ghost disease is obviously controlled by someone behind it? Is it a conspiracy attack against Chang'an City? It is not so easy to deal with." Shen Luo said.

"Isn't it? The government urgently united some other monks in the city last night? They went to eliminate the ghosts, although they did not gather all their power? But the strength is already not to be underestimated? What is the result? Still failed to kill all the ghosts, they can only kill They blocked the line from Yongyefang to Chongfufang? The entire south of the city has been lost." The veteran sighed and continued.

Hearing this, Shen Luo didn't say anything? Started to think about the three Qian Tongs he had met before? He felt a little more disturbed.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a while, the veteran said with relief:

"There is no need to worry about the immortal master? Our Datang government is not easy to provoke? It's just that the team has not been integrated for the time being, and there is no comprehensive counterattack. Moreover, there is news that the city has also sent people out of the city to the Huasheng Temple and other immortal sects. I'm asking for help. When the reinforcements arrive, I will give them a combination of inside and outside, flanking back and forth, and guarding them so that they don't even want to escape."

There was a sense of pride in his words as a soldier of the Tang Dynasty, and he felt a sense of enthusiasm when he heard it, and said with a smile:

"That said, there are Gong Guogong and a few big sects. These monsters will not be arrogant for long."

The veteran originally came back for a temporary rest after changing defenses, and after walking halfway with Shen Luo, they parted ways.

Shen Luo went all the way toward the imperial city. When he was about to leave Yongyefang, he found that the sky was bright in front of him. After looking up, he realized that the dark clouds above his head only shrouded here, and he was radiated by the imperial city. Weather blocked it.

After arriving at the mansion of Cheng Guogong, the guard at the gate heard a sound, and soon there was a figure walking out of the mansion hurriedly, it was Lu Huaming.

"Hey, Brother Shen, you can be regarded as coming." Lu Huaming shouted from a distance.

"I encountered a large number of ghosts last night, and something went wrong during the investigation. I should have been here long ago.

"Oh, what's going on?" Lu Huaming frowned slightly and asked quickly.

Shen Luo then briefly talked about the encounter with the three people in the training altar.

"It is not easy for you to escape safely from the hands of the three soul-condensing cultivators." Lu Huaming looked up and down the sinking, and saw that there was no obvious injury on his body, smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said.

"What is the situation right now? How come it seems that half of Chang'an City has fallen?" Shen Luo asked.

"The situation is a bit complicated. I can't tell you too clearly for a while, but the upper echelons of the government already have countermeasures, and there is no need to worry too much. It's just that the time is not right now and the people are suffering." Lu Hua sighed. Tao.

Having said that, he led Shen Luo all the way to Chengfu.

"At the moment when people are being employed, the imperial court issued a list in the morning, calling on all the monks in the city, whether they are clan genealogical masters or free cultivators, they must be recruited temporarily under the government to fight against ghosts." Lu Huaming walked along. Said to one side.

"Serve the people of Datang loyally and do whatever you want." Shen Luo said without hesitation.

"Haha, what Brother Shen said is quite true. In this way, you and I can fight together again." Lu Huaming also smiled.

As soon as his voice fell, bursts of light flashed on the waistband hanging from his waist.

"I wanted to take you to rest for a while. It doesn't seem to work anymore. The government has called me urgently. I have to go right away." Lu Huaming frowned slightly and apologized.

"It's okay, if I can help, I'll go with you." Shen Luo waved his hand and said.

Lu Huaming hesitated for a while, and then said: "It shouldn't be a battle issue...Well, I will take you there, just to send you to the recruiting office, where the Tibetan Army Hall is where the monks are recruited."

"Good." Shen Luo nodded and said.

The two immediately rushed to Datang's official mansion, and Shen on the road told Lu Huaming what they had seen along the way.

"Brother Shen, what you are talking about is very important information, which is of great significance to our future operations. It is already a great achievement." Lu Huaming said with a smile.

Shen Luo didn't care much when he heard this.

After Lu Huaming sent Shen Luo all the way to the Tibetan Army Hall, he left first.

Standing on the somewhat empty square outside the hall, Shen Luo glanced at the magnificent Vermilion Hall in front of him, and walked in.

In the main hall, there are not many furnishings. On the front side is a confidential cabinet almost as high as the roof. The top is densely lined with large and small squares, with a label on it and a name written on it. .

In front of the confidential cabinet, there were three case tables, and behind each sat an official man in court clothes. They were all busy reading the case slips in their hands. No one noticed the sinking for a while.

"Ahem."

Shen Luo lightly coughed twice, and the three of them were shocked at the same time and raised their heads.

"It's the immortal master who came to register, dare you ask what you call it?" The one sitting in the middle, about forty or fifty years old, thin, with clear facial features, stood up first, rushed to sink and hugged his fist.

The other two were quite young, and immediately got up and respectfully saluted, and then sat down again, taking care of their own affairs.