Spent a night resting in a fishing village.
Several people got on the horse-drawn carriage back to General Mo's mansion in town.
Mr. Chen Qiankun seemed very satisfied with the letter he wrote, and even arranged for his subordinates to have a good horse, instructing them to send out the letter as soon as possible.
Fang Heng was suspiciously staring at another horse-drawn carriage.
General Shen stepped into the car, and Jiang Shifu followed him calmly, although neither of them showed any unusual expressions, but this tacit action was enough to shock him.
“……”
Fang Heng remained silent for a long time before suddenly borrowing paper and pen from Old Master, intending to send a message to Lin Shijie.
The pen tip was stained with ink, and it had just fallen onto the paper surface. I thought of Bai Shixiong's miserable state a few months ago.
His palm trembled slightly, hesitated for a moment, sighed, and crumpled the letter into a ball again.
"Warm up."
Inside the carriage, Jiang Qiulang took out two small wine jars from her waist.
"I quit."
Shen Yi slightly raised an eyebrow, always using this thing to torment people.
"Oh." Jiang Qiulan put away the wine jug, took a small sip herself, and her pale, delicate face gained a few shades of color, looking even more lovely and charming.
Shen Yi sank into introspection and discovered that the thin fragrance of her wish had thickened significantly overnight.
If there were no restrictions, cultivating yin spirit would be infinitely easier than cultivating a Dao infant.
……
The horseshoes clattered and soon entered the county town.
Arrived at Town Magic General's Mansion.
Chen Qiankun had not yet gotten off the carriage when two middle-aged men in long shirts suddenly approached, their silver belts slightly swaying: "General Chen, there is an urgent matter to discuss in Qingzhou City, please return to the city as soon as possible, do not delay!"
The old man was slightly taken aback.
Using silver bells to summon a spirit messenger is already an extremely luxurious thing.
What's more, these two people even brought a commanding tone towards this town's great general.
That can only prove that the news comes from General Jiang.
The car curtain was slightly lifted.
Two more figures in black armor appeared.
The silver bell caught the demon and the person seemed to be somewhat unexpected: "It turns out that Lord Jiang and General Shen are also here, please ask you two to return to Qingzhou City quickly!"
Fang Heng furrowed his brow, and a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
The last time the Twelve gathered was when Master returned from the capital and they needed to return to the city to report on their duties.
It's been a short while since then, yet it seems like all the Demon Vanquishing Generals are being summoned once again.
What a big deal is it, that requires such a fuss?
Obviously, Chen Qiankun also sensed something was amiss, and his relaxed mood of the day suddenly turned solemn.
He blew a whistle.
A crimson light flashed across the sky and landed at the entrance of the mansion.
"You two don't need to be polite, ride together on one horse, I'll arrive soon after."
If it were really an emergency, these two would be infinitely more important than oneself.
Jiang Qiu Lan didn't say much more, turned over and mounted her horse, looking towards the young man.
Shen Yi slightly shook his head, and instantly transformed into a gentle breeze that vanished on the spot. With his current cultivation, the speed of the Xiao Yao Cheng Feng Jue had already far surpassed this crimson stallion.
……
Qingzhou City, Zhenmo Temple Courtyard.
In front of a loft.
Jiang Yuanhua stood expressionless at the door, staring at the tightly closed gate.
Bai Zi Ming stood awkwardly in the back, wishing he hadn't sent a message to his master using the secret hand signal.
A majestic general of a province, was actually rejected at the door, probably only that crazy Ah Qiang's wife in Qingzhou had the guts to do so.
Nine powerful generals stood in a row, yet still couldn't open that door.
Until General Yu Longtao walked quickly from the outside of the crowd, Jiang Chengyun pushed open a slit from inside: "General Yu, please come in."
"What is this?"
You Longtao glanced at his master and then looked at the other colleagues.
Walked in with a puzzled face.
Jiang Chengyun didn't even bother to glance at this group of old things and thought of closing the door with a wave of his hand.
Just then, a gentle breeze came down from the sky.
Looking at this familiar scene, Jiang Chengyun's face showed surprise and delight: "General Shen! Please come in quickly!"
Shen Yi took in her surroundings and didn't say much, directly entering the attic.
"What the hell is going on here?!"
The rest of the generals all showed a different expression. If they said that You Longtao could advance, they couldn't advance, at least it was barely passable to say so.
How can this newly promoted General Shen also enter?
Only letting young people listen in, isn't Ah Qiong planning to stir up this group of newcomers and snatch the position of General?
It's as if they're verifying their ideas.
After a long time, accompanied by a red flash, Jiang Qiulan was also welcomed in.
And what's most astonishing is...
No one other than that injured bald man.
Yang Lao Tou was a Golden Bell Demon Catcher and considered Ah Qiang's colleague, yet even he was blocked at the door.
……
Inside the spacious attic.
A Qian sat in the main seat, with a rare indifferent expression on her face.
Next to her was a muscular old man with a buzz cut.
The old man's name was Wu Feng, and he was the third Golden Bell Demon Catcher of Qingzhou.
You Longtao sat silently in his seat, facing Jiang Qiulan and Shen Yi.
“……”
A Qian glared at her grandson, she didn't mean to let Shen Yi in.
"In Qingzhou, there is nothing General Shen cannot hear."
Jiang Chengyun stood with his hands behind his back, not showing any weakness at all.
He immediately cast his gaze towards the crowd, with an increasingly fierce fire burning in his eyes. This was the scene he had been dreaming of!
Finally myself...
"Get out!" Ah Qiang scolded him.
"Ah?" Jiang Chengyun's face suddenly fell, hesitated for a moment, and still retreated honestly, but his back seemed a bit desolate.
Wait until the gate closes again.
Ah Qiang took out two silver bells and distributed them to Jiang Qiulan and You Longtao.
He immediately pinched his fingers together in a Buddhist hand gesture and transmitted the message into each person's mind.
Look at her cautious appearance.
Long Tao's doubts deepened, but after merging his breath with the bell and receiving its concise message.
His steady palm suddenly trembled slightly.
"Defeat the Little Demon King."
Another golden bell catcher's eyelid twitched uncontrollably.
Even Jiang Qiulan slowly raised her eyes at this moment: "......"
The tranquility of Qingzhou for many years was shattered, the nightmare that haunted everyone in the Demon-Slaying Department, and the reason why Jiang Qiulian had been practicing hard since childhood.
Actually there is only one.
That's when a little demon king suddenly appeared in this place.
How many times of ambush, forever is no return with merit, every failure, all in the minds of people covered a thick layer of gloom.
That arrogant Bull Demon was like a sharp sword hanging over their heads.
It will fall down at some unknown time.
But before it falls, all men shall be forever sleepless.
However, this was the only time, after it was injured, that someone suddenly suggested going to ambush it... Not because they couldn't think of it before, but because this little demon king would never reveal its hiding place as long as it was injured.
"I have only two pieces of information."
Yīn líng zhōng zài cì chuán chū ā qí de huà yǔ.
English Translation:
The silver bell rang out again with Ah Qiu's words.
"Firstly, the Wolf King of Howling Moon is not with it and has taken its guard away."
"Secondly, it is now in its current position."
"This news came too easily, so easy that even I felt like I was dreaming, I suspect a trap, so you choose for yourselves."
(End of chapter)
