I Eat Monsters In the Town Monster

"My lord, the people from the northern patrolling camp have left the city, and their target is the witch temple by the river where King Yama's Ghost King is enshrined."

Batu, the leader of the Northern Patrol Battalion, thought that even if his whereabouts were discovered, it should be when he had gained something and returned to the city to repay his merits.

He never imagined that just after he led people out of the city, he was followed by Gu worms and passed his whereabouts to Taoist Qiu Shi.

"Fortunately, there is such a smart person in the patrol camp. Otherwise, I have to find a way to give them further guidance."

Qin Shaoyou didn't know whether he was really praising Batu or ridiculing him.

After making sure that there were no outsiders around and no eyeliner watching them, Qin Shaoyou patted his chest and called out in a low voice: "Little Snake, it's hard work for you to take a walk and draw the eyes of King Yama to these people. .”

Qin Shaoyou asked Su Jianqing to pretend to be the ghost king of Yan Luo when he was in the dream. It was not on a whim, but from the very beginning, he wanted to mobilize the ghost king of Yama and the old Qingtang king to cause them to conflict and fight.

Only when the snipe and the clam fight, can he, a fisherman, profit from it.

In fact, he wanted to start a fight between the old Qingtang king and Haibulu, but it was a pity that the old Qingtang king's next target was Haibulu, which made it difficult for him to have a chance.

Hearing Qin Shaoyou's order, Snake General Ling got out of his arms, turned into a ray of red light and shot into the air, and galloped away to the witch temple of Yama Ghost King by the river.

The treasure of the ghost king Yama was snatched by the second general order of the tortoise and the snake. He must have a deep memory of the aura of the general order of the snake. At that time, it will be difficult for both sides not to fight.

"I hope King Yan Luo can help me find out the power under the hands of the old King Qingtang."

Looking at the snake general order who disappeared in mid-air, Qin Shaoyou thought in his heart.

Only when the enemy's situation is ascertained can we make targeted arrangements to increase the winning rate.

Now, Qin Shaoyou has only a vague guess about the power in the hands of the old Qingtang King, and urgently needs a warrior to stand up and help him find the way.

After finishing the business, Qin Shaoyou dissipated the blood in his throat, allowing the puppet to wake up from his deep sleep.

Immediately, using Dazan's identity and tone, he issued an order: "Divide our people into two teams. One team patrols the city. If someone is found chewing their tongues and spreading rumors that are not good for the seventh prince, immediately arrest them Conduct torture. The other team launched an investigation inside and outside the city. I don't care what methods you use, you must find out who did the ghost dreaming last night for me! Someone scrape it out for me!"

When everyone saw that he was performing, they also joined the play one after another, shouting yes.

Their appearance, no matter how you look at it, is the posture of a loyal minister.

But in their hearts, everyone couldn't help laughing: The ghosts and gods entrusted their dreams last night, wasn't you the mastermind behind the scenes? If the old Qingtang king knew, he asked the thieves to investigate the thieves, what kind of expression would he have?

Just when Qin Shaoyou and the others galloped back to Zhuangzi to dispatch troops, Batu, the commander of the Northern Patrol Battalion, also brought his confidantes to the witch temple by the river to worship Yama, the Ghost King.

It was very quiet inside the witch temple, there was no sound at all.

But the more so, the more Batu didn't dare to take it lightly.

He made a gesture, and several horsemen galloped out behind him. When they arrived at the entrance of the witch temple, they waved and threw out iron hooks with ropes at the end of the hooks, and they caught them in their hands.

After the iron hook flew into the witch temple and hooked the temple gate and the courtyard wall, the wild horsemen turned around and poured blood into the war horses under their crotches.

The horse's strength and speed were instantly strengthened, and there was a muffled 'bang', and the wooden doors and mud walls of the witch temple were pulled away and collapsed.

At the same time, most of the barbarians around Batu rushed out, leaving only a few people guarding him.

The barbarian who entered the witch temple quickly sent back a message:

"Commander, there is no one in the temple."

"No enemy was found either."

"Everything is safe!"

Only then did Batu give the order to keep the barbarian vigilant and not to take it lightly, while he took a few personal guards and carefully entered the witch temple.

As soon as I arrived at the main hall, I looked up and saw the statue of Yama, the ghost king with three heads and six arms, a blue face and long fangs.

After recalling for a while, Batu showed a surprised expression.

"Like, it's really similar. Last night, the ghost in the dream looked exactly like this... Hahaha, this is really hard to find, and it didn't take much effort to get here!"

After laughing a few times, Batu was afraid that his colleagues would rush to take the credit for him, so he quickly ordered to his man cavalry: "Cut off the head of this statue, I want to take it back and present it to the Seventh Prince !Although we have not caught the person who spread the rumors, but found an important clue, it is also a great achievement!"

Batu is one of the two patrol battalion commanders staying behind in the royal city.

After Rikander returned from defeat, he has been worried that he will be liquidated.

After all, he is not from Rikand, and the patrol battalion is very important. If Rikander is not defeated, maybe he will continue to sit in the position of the patrol battalion leader to show that he has a broad mind and a broad mind mind.

But this time, Rikand was not only defeated, but also defeated miserably.

In Batu's view, Rikander must be suspicious and wants to get rid of all dangers. And as the leader of the patrol battalion, he must be at the forefront of the purge list.

So after Rikander returned to Wangcheng, Batu tried his best to get on line with Rikander.

But Rikander lived in seclusion, making him want to show his favor, but he couldn't find an opportunity.

Don't look at him mocking Dazan for biting people like a mad dog in the past few days, but if given the chance, he would also like to be that mad dog.

This opportunity came today.

In Batu's view, being the first to find an important clue was not only a meritorious service, but also allowed the Seventh Prince to see his ability and loyalty.

Batu's savage cavalry took the order with a bang, and immediately cut off the clay sculpture head of Yama's ghost king with a sword, and sent it to Batu.

"My fortune for the rest of my life depends on you!"

Batu glanced at the clay sculpture's head and laughed grimly. Then he took it and strode out of the witch temple. He rode on his war horse and was about to return to the city to the Seventh Prince's Mansion to report and invite credit.

Excited, Batu didn't notice that just as he ordered to cut off the head of the ghost king Yama, a red light appeared on the temple.

And when he walked out of the witch temple with the head of the ghost king Yan Luo, the red light fell on the body of a barbarian under the cover of the sun, and became a "member" of them, returning with them Empire.

Similarly, Batu didn't notice that the eyeballs of the clay head in his hands suddenly moved.

The cold gaze projected from the eyeballs of the paint painting, fixedly fixed on the direction of the snake general.

Immediately afterwards, the mouth of the clay sculpture head moved slightly, and pieces of mud fell down, making a strange low smile.

"I found it... I found it..."

However, neither Batu nor his wild cavalry heard this voice.

They seem to be collectively deaf at this moment.

After a few breaths, the weird low laughter disappeared, the cold eyes converged, and the eyeballs no longer moved.

The head of Yan Luo Ghost King has returned to the appearance of clay sculpture, and there is no problem at all.