Dao Shaohua

Under the assimilation of the night, there is no light, and no one can find it.

In fact, there are many combat positions in the Liaochang Continent, and very few of them have mastered flying. Even the Saints in the Sanctuary make short leaps, not flying.

So Yang Xiuming flew into the sky, completely beyond the thinking range of the local aborigines, and no one was prepared.

Flying in the air, this feeling of freedom is really comfortable.

Yang Xiuming quietly jumped into the air and went straight to Jing's house.

He had visited Mr. Jing before and knew where the Jing family was.

Flying out of Xiong's house, Yang Xiuming frowned.

Outside the Xiong family, there are many spies.

It was said that they were spies, but they almost always appeared in the open and surrounded the Xiong family.

These are all members of the Jing family, the Xiong family is really not as strong as the Jing family, the difference is too much.

Even if the Xiong family wanted to protect themselves, they probably didn't have the ability.

Flying across the street, all the way forward, soon arrived at the residence of the Jing family.

The places where the seven great families are located all occupy an area of ​​several miles, with countless pavilions, many magic circles outside, and high-walled blockhouses inside, which are heavily defended.

Even if Yang Xiuming fled here, he still couldn't get close.

Because there are many sanctuaries, covering the other family's resident.

There is no gap at all, and the defense is tight.

This is not allowed, you can't get in!

This is how to do?

Yang Xiuming suddenly remembered Jingkonglou, where he had bought promotion certificates many times, maybe he could sneak in there secretly.

It's also the property of the Jing family, so there should be no problem.

Yang Xiuming immediately went to Jingkong Tower.

When he got here, he was very careful, but found that there was no guardian of the sanctuary here.

How is this going?

He sneaked in carefully.

The Jingkong Building is also on guard, with various magic circles activated, among which several venerables are guarding here.

But without saints, there would be no sanctuary. For Yang Xiuming, he could sneak in as long as it was at night.

In fact, this is also a coincidence, during the daytime, Su Xiaomei killed a Jing Family Sanctuary on Su Xiaomei Street.

The sanctuary died. He had a garrison mission at night, but he died, so he could only transfer others to perform the mission.

So the sanctuary of Jingkong Building, go there, and there is no sanctuary guard here.

Given Yang Xiuming's chance, under the scope of the night, he soon discovered a flaw here.

Entering quietly, with the power of night assimilation, he is like a ghost, coming and going freely in the night.

Even a small hole as thick as an arm, he can enter and exit at will.

Entering the building, Yang Xiuming silently checked.

Jingkong Tower is meaningless at night.

Those promotion certificates and valuable goods were transported back to Jing's house at night.

Some ordinary goods were pulled to the underground warehouse and locked up.

Yang Xiuming focused on those ordinary goods, moved quietly, and came to the underground warehouse.

There are two combat positions here, looters and night watchmen, who guard here.

However, the two of them secretly prepared a table of food and wine, and drank it early in a daze.

Jingkong Tower is protected by its own magic circle, and it is the property of the Jing family, so what can we guard against?

Yang Xiuming smiled and entered quietly.

The room was dark for a while, and then returned to normal. The two of them were in a daze and didn't care at all.

Yang Xiuming has come to the big iron gate of the warehouse.

This big iron gate is very thick and there is no gap at all.

Yang Xiuming carefully looked for the vents in the warehouse.

Sure enough, I found that the vent hole is not big, and there are talisman restrictions on it.

This didn't bother Yang Xiuming, he ran "Dark Sky" and suddenly moved, entering the other party's warehouse through the vent hole.

After all, this is just an ordinary warehouse, without such a strong defense.

Entering here, Yang Xiuming checked carefully, and there were messy goods everywhere.

Among them, various materials are the main ones, and the Jing family controls the manufacturing industry, so they like collecting materials the most.

After checking it, Yang Xiuming suddenly found various marks among the pile of materials.

This is the raw material sent by other cities yesterday, the package was not opened, and it was too late, so it was thrown into the warehouse.

Yang Xiuming smiled, took out a token, and put it in.

The other three tokens are all hidden in the warehouse debris, in a mess.

This relic of Xianqin was discovered by your Jing family, hid it, refused to hand it in, and violated the laws of Liaochang, let's see if the awakened Taoist official can destroy the door!

The planting was successful, and Yang Xiuming left quietly.

Avoid the two drunkards, leave the Jingkong Building, and fly back to Xiong's house.

Along the way, it went smoothly, without any accidents, and arrived at the residence safely.

There is nothing wrong with Yang Xiuming, the Xi Yuantu puppet pretending to be.

Yang Xiuming stretched out his hand, close it!

The Xiyuantu puppet disappeared, and the summoning was withdrawn.

Yang Xiuming let out a long breath, got up in an instant, and flew away again.

This time it was very fast, within a few breaths, it flew outside Xiong's house.

"out!"

The Xiyuantu puppet appeared again, turned around, changed into another appearance, and disappeared in big strides.

It took less than a dozen breaths for Yang Xiuming to return to his residence, and there was no problem.

The reason for this is that there must be a report tomorrow, and the Xiyuantu puppet is just right.

Send it out at night now, so as not to be unable to send it out during the day tomorrow.

The reason why the relics of Xianqin cannot be sacrificed at night is because there is currently a curfew and the place of sacrifice cannot be entered.

Only when the three poles rise tomorrow will the place for offering sacrifices be open.

Yang Xiuming returned to his residence and began to rest.

There is no problem with the Xiyuantu puppet. Fu Xialiang possessed it and came to the sacrifice place carefully.

The so-called place of sacrifice is the center of the imperial capital.

This is a huge palace with majestic and majestic stone pillars, but no one knows where it is.

Yang Xiuming knew that this was the Taoist cave!

In front of this Daoguan cave, there is a large square, about a mile away, with a smooth marble floor.

At the last moment of the Jiang family, everyone knelt here and begged the Taoist officials for help.

Then he was blocked here by the Seven Great Families, and he was killed cleanly. In the end, the marble was stained red with blood.

The Qi family cleaned the place and restored it to its previous appearance, but some people always said that it was very gloomy, with people wailing from time to time, and the ground was covered with blood.

But this should not be a rumor, this world is strange and countless, the death of the Jiang family is too tragic, maybe some strange things will naturally be born.

At dawn tomorrow, when the sun is three poles high, the gate of the Taoist cave will be opened, and there will be a drum inside.

Beating this drum means offering sacrifices to the relics of Xianqin, and there must be a response!

This is the rule, and it has been like this since ancient times.

But the last time the Jiang family beat the drum, there was no response!

Everything was normal for Yang Xiuming. The next day, after dawn, a maid brought breakfast.

The breakfast was very good, and they waited silently for the Taoist government to open the gate.

Suddenly, Zhang Yue said:

"No, someone found the token we put in the Jingkong Building!"

One of those tokens belonged to Zhang Yue, which was connected to his mind, and he sensed the accident immediately!

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When Zhang Yue said this, the expressions of the three changed.

It is not yet possible to sacrifice and report, silently waiting for Zhang Yue's feeling.

If the token is discovered by the Jing family and they go to sacrifice it themselves, then they will lose their wife and lose their soldiers!

Waiting silently, Zhang Yue said:

"They sent our token back to the Jing family!"

The three breathed a sigh of relief, but they were still not sure whether the other party would sacrifice or not.

Fu Xialiang said: "I will report it now, so that they have no chance to sacrifice."

Yang Xiuming said: "Wait a little longer, there is no rush."

"Brother, isn't it too risky?"

"I have a feeling that there should be no problem, just wait a little longer!"

After waiting for a while, Zhang Yue said: "They seem to have sent my token to the warehouse.

And the storeroom is very high-level, and my induction is already very weak. "

As soon as this was said, the three of them laughed.

Sure enough, the Jing family's first reaction when they found the token of Xianqin was not to offer sacrifices to Taoist officials, but to hide it for secret research.

The Taoist official issued the first order, that all relics of Xianqin must be sacrificed and handed over immediately, otherwise the family will be wiped out.

So this kind of relic from Xianqin must be a good treasure.

Now the Taoist officials are gone, and their whereabouts are unknown. The last Jiang family who offered sacrifices honestly has been destroyed, so the Jing family chose to keep it private and study it by themselves.

Good stuff, why sacrifice?

Yang Xiuming said: "Old Fu, come on!"

Fu Xialiang nodded, and strode into the Taoist Square.

Go straight to the big drum quickly.

When I came to the drum, I hadn't played the drum yet.

A powerful sanctuary appeared and enveloped him.

"Who is here, why are you here?"

Fu Xialiang shouted: "I am a disciple of the Jing family, come here to report."

"Report what?"

Fu Xialiang used her mana violently, broke through the cover of the opponent's sanctuary, picked up the drum hammer, and beat the drum three times.

The sanctuary was furious, and the coercion increased.

Suddenly, his sanctuary disappeared, as if this person had never existed.