Lord of the Night

Chapter 298 The atmosphere is wrong

Zhao Yinger smiled brightly and walked away gracefully.

His steps seemed extremely brisk.

He even jumped a little when he turned the corner, where Fang Che couldn't see him.

The long hair was exposed on the wall, floating happily, like the spring wind, blowing gently.

Zuo Guanglie stood at the door of the deacon hall, watching Fang Che approach from a distance, and said with envy: "Deacon Fang is really lucky."

"oh?"

Fang Che laughed.

Blessed?

Hey... I need to make it clear to Zhao Ying'er tonight, so I don't want to waste time on myself.

I went to the merit office to calculate my merits, um, nineteen thousand seven hundred and seventy points.

If you do three jobs today, you will be a gold star.

It's just that this cultivation level has grown too fast, and the effect of Shuiyun Tianguo has not disappeared yet. He is about to reach the fourth level of handsomeness.

The mist swirl in the Dantian is not enough, so press it again.

Thinking about it all the way, he led Tang Zheng out of the guard hall.

Today, Tang Zheng was in even higher spirits, and his whole appearance was completely different from before.

"Hey, your cultivation has improved?"

Fang Che was shocked.

"Yes, I went back yesterday and used the pills I was rewarded during this period to improve myself. Now, I am at the ninth level of the Innate Grand Master!" Tang Zheng was overjoyed: "When I accumulate some accumulation and make some achievements, I can break through the ranks of generals. "

His eyes were full of longing, and he grinned and said: "Deacon Fang, when I break through the military generals, I will work hard and strive to become a deacon guarding the main hall like you."

With infinite expectations and sighs, he said: "I never thought that I would have the opportunity to become a deacon in this life."

Fang Che was silent.

He couldn't help but think of Mo Ganyun and others.

In order to solidify their foundation, Mo Ganyun and others did not even take any pills before becoming a general.

However, the elixir that they looked down upon was a supreme treasure to Tang Zheng. Even some people may not be able to get one even if they work hard all their lives!

He was silent for a moment, then took out a bottle of elixir from his arms, the kind of low-level elixir that can be used by innate grandmasters, and said: "I have a bottle here. It was captured from killing an enemy some time ago. You can take it and use it."

Tang Zheng was stunned.

His body started to tremble: "Deacon Fang, this... this is actually the elixir of the elixir pattern! This is too expensive... I, I..."

He didn't dare to ask for it, but he wanted it and struggled with it.

"Take it. You also know that I have no use for this grade."

Fang Che sighed and placed it in Tang Zheng's hand.

Feeling that Tang Zheng's hands were shaking violently, Fang Che smiled encouragingly and said as he walked: "Your elder sister and father, who is the master of the hall, won't you give me any resources?"

"resource……"

Tang Zheng chuckled and said: "I have a character like my own, and I have always looked like I have no future. How can I be given resources? There are many geniuses in the family, so we have to stick to them first."

"Are you complaining?"

"Why should we complain? They are the hope of the family. Only when they are stronger can we live a better life. It is what we should give to them."

Tang Zheng said from the bottom of his heart: "Sometimes I get good things and send them to them."

Fang Che was silent.

He looked at the elixir in Tang Zheng's hand and suddenly regretted it.

He didn't regret giving the elixirs to Tang Zheng, but he was worried that the elixirs would harm him.

…

The people from Tianxia Escort Bureau were hidden in the crowd.

Keep an eye on Deacon Fang's whereabouts at all times.

Then start reporting the demon cult monsters you discovered.

In one morning, Fang Che killed two of them!

It has to be said that this trick is quite effective in driving away tigers and devouring wolves. However, Fang Che also found that this effect was getting weaker and weaker.

Many monsters from the Demon Cult have not shown up at all now.

I don’t know where the nest is hidden.

As for guarding the main hall, there was no loss during these seven or eight consecutive days.

Everything seems to have calmed down.

Tang Zhengdao: "In the meeting this morning, the palace master and others said that from now on, they will probably return to the original rhythm again, and start to secretly investigate and collect clues little by little, and then we can catch one. Some have been found. We can’t catch it yet, we need to make a nest.”

Fang Che frowned and turned his head: "Is this what the palace master said?"

"Yes. Moreover, over the years, many things like this year have actually happened."

Tang Zhengdao: "There are many people from the Demon Cult who are actually just like traveling. They do nothing but stay in this city for a period of time. After the time limit set by them, they will naturally disappear."

"I remember once, the superiors reported that more than 2,000 people came from the southeast, and then all the major guard halls stayed on guard until there was no movement. All the guard halls combined, the number of demons captured and killed did not exceed 200. .”

Tang Zhengdao: "This time, the number of people who reported the news was more than 10,000, but it was scattered to the seventeen continents in the southeast. If there were more than one continent, there would be more than a thousand people. And this time, more than 2,000 people had been killed in all the continents combined. People are here. We’ve almost reached the point.”

"In the past few days, there have been no reports on the situation from other continents. We have also had a few big ones here. But judging from the current situation, it is basically about the same."

Tang Zhengdao: "Deacon Fang, I'm afraid you haven't noticed that in the past few days, even the teams that often go on missions have obviously relaxed a lot."

Fang Che was thoughtful and said, "Is that so..."

He stood on the road, leisurely looking at the bustling crowds of people coming and going; his eyes were filled with contemplation.

"Something's wrong."

Fang Che shook his head: "This time, it is definitely different from the past."

"There must be bigger things behind it."

His heart felt heavy.

From the beginning, he had a question on his mind.

The Orthodox Church has sent so many young people here for training. Do the higher-ups really not know that this is basically sending most of them to die? Definitely not many can go back.

At the lowest, it is impossible to have half of it.

Dongfang Sansan's clear face and calm eyes came to Fang Che's mind.

With Dongfang's plan, even if there is a tacit understanding with the other party, the number of people who can go back will be suppressed below the bottom line.

Let you be on the verge of breaking out, but not really break out.

In this way, these people are basically training to guard the main hall.

In other words, the experience gained by the Guardians and the growth of subsequent talents will be several times that of the Only One Orthodox Sect.

This is a victory.

The victory of the game belongs to the superior.

And this result is also clearly known to the senior leaders of Solipsism.

So, why do you keep sending people away again and again?

"Keep patrolling."

"good."

The whole morning was uneventful. During lunch, Fang Che was still thoughtful.

…

Zhao Ying'er had returned home and dressed up carefully. She even changed out of her dress that seemed very fitting and beautiful.

There were thirty or forty dresses on the bed, and I selected them one by one in front of the mirror.

Finally I chose the one I was most satisfied with.

He put on the snow animal leather boots that he had never wanted to wear since he bought them.

When I was about to go out, I went back and touched up my makeup carefully in front of the mirror.

Then he happily went out to buy wine.

When you go to see Ren Chang, you always have to bring some wine.

That old drunkard is usually reluctant to buy good wine to drink. This time, bring him more.

Zhao Ying'er directly bought twenty altars of the Iron Blood Platform.

Teacher Ren, I will buy it for you after a while. Buy these for now, you drink first.

Depending on your savings, this will be enough for half a year.

The winery owner squinted his eyes and smiled, took the money, and said, "Is there something good going on at home, Deacon Zhao? Congratulations."

Zhao Ying'er's face turned red and she said, "No, I'm going to see Deacon Ren Chang."

"Oh...Deacon Ren, that's a good man."

The owner of the winery lamented: "What a pity... I gave Deacon Ren a jar of wine."

After saying that, he came back with the money for a jar of wine.

Zhao Ying'er was stunned for a moment, then said movedly: "Thank you, but no need. You sell wine every day, it's not easy to make some money."

I insisted and paid the money.

The owner of the winery said with concern: "Deacon Zhao, the world is so chaotic now, so be careful if you go alone."

Zhao Ying'er smiled and said: "I'm not alone, I'm going with Deacon Fang."

"oh oh……"

The boss suddenly understood and said, "Then I'll congratulate Deacon Zhao in advance."

Zhao Ying'er's face turned red, she felt like her heart was pounding like a deer, and she said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense."

Feeling that someone had peeked into her mind, Zhao Ying'er was in a hurry to leave, so she directly rented a small cart specially used to transport wine from the winery, holding it with one hand, and walked to the west mountain easily.

Xishan Cemetery is the cemetery for the heroes who guard the main hall.

Ren Chang and all his previous colleagues who died in the line of duty were laid to rest there.

Zhao Ying'er's smile is like a flower, her eyes are moving, but there is a trace of sadness, and the girl's feelings are like a dream, a poem, and an illusion.

Look, Shen Shi is coming soon.

Zhao Ying'er quickened her pace, picked it up and flew over gracefully.

The white clothes are fluttering, and the fragrant breeze is scattered all the way.

Xishan Cemetery is in sight.

The path, which is all bluestone, is already in front of you.

Zhao Ying'er composed herself.

Carrying the wine, he walked up easily.

Then I found Ren Chang's tomb in front of a relatively new tomb.

What is engraved on it is: The tombs of Ren Chang and Kong Xiang, the second-level deacons of Baiyunzhou Guard Hall, and their husbands and wives.

This line of writing was suggested by Fang Che.

"Teacher Ren Chang, I'm here to see you."

Zhao Ying'er arranged the sacrifices, lit the incense, and slowly lit the prepared paper money.

Then he slapped away the two iron-blooded platforms. Pour it into two wine bowls, and the aroma of wine overflows.

"Thank you for taking care of me for so many years... Ying'er has nothing to repay; back then I even joked that I would take care of you in your old age... ugh."

Zhao Yinger slowly added paper money to the fire.

After a while, he stood up and slowly poured the wine in front of the grave.

"You know, my monthly salary is quite large, and I often have seizures. So... I'll give you some wine, don't be reluctant to drink it. Just drink it, and I'll bring it to you in a few days. I promise not to let you stop. .”

"Don't be so stingy again."

Zhao Ying'er felt sad.

…

Fang Che had already arrived in Xicheng, but still found nothing while patrolling the streets.

It's already the end of the Shen Dynasty.

I thought of going to see Ren Chang.

He said to Tang Zheng, "You go back first. I'm going to pay homage to Ren Chang."

Tang Zhengdao: "I'll go too."

Fang Che thought for a moment and said, "I'm afraid it's not very convenient."