Help! This savior is too stupid!

The fall of the Emperor of Heaven?

Although it has not been peaceful recently, with Ksitigarbha and divine generals falling one after another, it is indeed rare to see those who really put their minds on the Emperor of Heaven.

If the painter dares to say this, it means that he is 80% sure.

Are Jiang Bai not allowed to arrive in Tangdu within a month?

They can still do this little thing.

"Whoever's child cries every day opens a new book! I will follow!"

"Well said, I'll bet on it too!"

With the gang of street gangsters and gamblers, the painter has more confidence.

After talking about the business, there was no need for the three of them to reminisce about the past. Although they were both deputy directors of the Fourth Research Institute, they disliked each other.

Not enough words to speculate.

In the dark cabin, the auras of the three people disappeared almost at the same time.

Less than a minute after they left, a will-o'-the-wisp appeared out of thin air.

Among the will-o'-the-wisps, an old voice came out,

"Let these mice escape again..."

"Hey, you also left a recording for me?"

Emperor Guitian found the recording in the hut and played it live.

The content of the recording is very simple. It is a chat between two people. There are some gaps in the middle. Apparently, one person's voice has been edited out.

"Three mice are having a meeting, but there are only two mice's voices. It's really hard to guess who left this recording..."

Emperor Guitian sighed and opened another recording.

According to common sense, if there are only two voices in a three-person conversation, the content of the entire conversation will be completely different and it is easy to be misled.

However, Emperor Guitian found three recordings in the hut, each of which contained only the voices of the other two.

What was originally a small trick to plot against each other becomes stupid when there are too many smart people.

Listening to the content of the meeting between the three mice, Emperor Guitian pondered,

"If Jiang Bai is not allowed to enter Tang Capital within a month, will the Emperor of Heaven fall?"

"It's really..."

“I’m so looking forward to it!”

The will-o'-the-wisp went out and everything returned to peace.

...

Late at night, inside the Qinhan Pass, a group of people were ready to go.

The members of this team are very complicated. There is a giant tiger as big as a hill. On the back of the tiger sits a noble prince, drinking alone at the moon.

A middle-aged man wearing a waistband named Zhao was riding on a donkey and wearing a bamboo hat.

There was also a gynecologist standing nearby.

There are no words between everyone, everyone is doing their own thing, and they are in harmony with each other.

They are waiting for someone.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the darkness is as thick as ink, making it difficult to see even one's fingers.

In the distance, in front of the small building, there was a ray of light.

A man carrying a lantern walked over slowly.

Boss Cao took the initiative to greet him, and before he took two steps, he covered his mouth and nose.

"I said Jiang Bai, what does this smell like..."

What a strong smell of fox.

Jiang Bai, wearing a gas and anti-odor mask: "It doesn't smell!"

Boss Cao:......

He soon discovered that the source of the odor was the lantern in Jiang Bai's hand.

Boss Cao has dealt with all kinds of women. He doesn't even need to look at them. He knows they are vixens as soon as he smells them.

"Is your lantern made of fox skin?"

"Yes, I originally considered removing the smell, but later I discovered that it seems to have a greater impact on the enemy..."

The more sensitive the sense of smell is, the more uncomfortable it is to face this smell.

The fox-skin lantern in Jiang Bai's hand is currently only a semi-finished product of a ghost-type secret treasure. To complete it, a ghost needs to be sealed, and then the full power of the leather lantern can be unleashed.

However, the leather lantern at the moment was already showing off quite well.

After being lit, the leather lantern will deprive the surrounding people of their vision, making their eyesight darker and darker. Only the area lit by the light from the lantern can be seen clearly.

However, the longer the leather lantern is lit, the holder will gradually be affected.

Jiang Bai just had fun holding this thing. If he really wanted to use it, Shan Qingyi would use it easily.

Jiang Bai stretched out his hand and extinguished the candle, and the surrounding darkness was swept away.

Everyone was in a tacit understanding and walked out of the city without any nonsense.

Jiang Bai glanced at the young master on the back of Changbai Mountain. He should be the young master named Zhou who owned the [Suzaku] mentioned by Zhang Taiping.

He also participated in the assassination of Jizo. Although he only made soy sauce, he did so with his own life.

Now, Mr. Zhou can break away from the Han thieves and return to the Tang capital.

But he didn't know why he was willing to wade into this muddy water and join the team that went out of the city to retrieve Zhang Babai.

Withdrawing his gaze, Jiang Bai handed the lantern to Boss Cao, took off his mask, and came to the head of the Zhao family.

"Jiang Bai, haven't you asked me for advice yet?"

"The little one's surname is Zhao. He used to be called Zhao Yijia. In recent years, he has become the head of the Zhao family. He is called the little head of the Zhao family. Ancestor Jiang can just call him the little one as he pleases."

The name Jiang Laozu is somewhat novel to Jiang Bai.

He asked casually, "There is something I have wanted to ask the head of the Zhao family for a long time. When I first arrived at the Qinhan Pass, I heard that there were seven families competing for supremacy in the pass. At that time, I wondered how such a feudal and backward family force could be here. Will the world survive?”

"Ancestor Jiang is asking about this."

The head of the Zhao family laughed a few times and replied respectfully,

"Today's world is in a mess. In the words of the ancients, we are in a doomsday wasteland. Our human race's power can only be huddled in its survival base, with constant external and internal troubles.

But has Patriarch Jiang ever thought that the worse the external environment is, the more people will tend to a stable social structure, and the feudal family power is very stable. "

The world is so chaotic that people want to join together to keep warm. In most cases, family blood relatives are more reliable than outsiders.

Therefore, in the environment of the apocalyptic wasteland, one after another families have resurrected.

Or maybe they never died.

"Whether it's reasonable or not, those with a family are better off than those without. It may seem like blood is thicker than water, but in fact, interests are tied together. Everyone is in the same boat. Even if people's hearts are broken, it's nothing more than the ruin of a family. , other families will rise, and after more than two hundred years, it will naturally become what it is today. "

Jiang Bai was a little surprised. It was just the first time that the two parties met, but the Zhao family owner actually told everything.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

If it were other people, being treated like this would at best be regarded as kindness and understanding.

Jiang Bai is different.

Whenever there is any doubt, Jiang Bai will get to the bottom of it.

He asked directly about the doubts in his heart,

"Master Zhao, you look familiar. Have we met somewhere?"

"never seen it."

The head of the Zhao family answered truthfully,

"But Ancestor Jiang should know my ancestor."

Jiang Bai was shocked when he heard this, "Oh? Your ancestor is still alive?"

Patriarch Zhao shook his head,

"No, my ancestor died a long time ago. Even the ghosts are gone. It's impossible to even fake the corpse. Now the tablet is enshrined in the ancestral hall."

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Bai felt complicated for a while.

An old acquaintance of his has died. No matter how you look at it, it is not good news.

Jiang Bai was silent for a long time and asked a question,

"Your ancestor...surnamed Zhao?"