Inscription of Different Cases

At the moment when the capital was under siege and was in danger, Han Lang and his five had just arrived in the suburbs of Anping.Anping is just a county seat, without a garrison. If there were no officials from the DPRK and China fleeing here, presumably the rebels would have never paid attention to this tiny place.As soon as the hunting army arrived, the magistrate of Anping County saw that the situation was not good, so he immediately turned against him.Although it was not completely affected by the flames of war, for ten days after the fall of the capital, Anping County was lifeless and everyone was in danger.

At this time, there was still an hour before evening, but the sky was already dark, just like the desperate scene in the city.The strong wind kept blowing, and the dirty cloaks on the refugees flapped like bat wings.Shen Minggui didn't want to act together with them, so he didn't know what spell he used, and he disappeared early.In his words, he was away for a while, waiting for an opportunity to help when he was needed.

He Yijiu spat at that time: "I said this person is unreliable."

Now the four of them are dressed as refugees, just in case, Zhuzhen made a simple disguise for each of them.In the howling cold wind, the four of them gradually approached the refugee team in front.The people here walked wearily, knowing they were approaching, they just turned their wooden eyes and looked at them a few times.The bullock cart creaked, and the child was crying in the cart, but the mother had no intention of coaxing her, and just walked towards Anping County step by step.However, when they reached the city, the hope in their eyes was gradually extinguished.

The gates of the city were closed tightly, and the refugees were all kept out of the gates, packed full of people.The people behind couldn't see the front, so they could only ask at the top of their voices, while the people in front were arguing with the guards, and suddenly the guards drew out their knives, scaring them so that they dare not speak, and retreated aggrievedly.

Refugees came from all directions, dragging their children with them, carrying large and small burdens, and some even drove cars.They kept flocking to Anping, and were kept outside the gate.People were clamoring like mosquitoes and flies, and the news from the front was finally passed to the back, saying that Anping was looking for rebels, and no one without a pass order was allowed to enter.

They also have the nerve to call loyal ministers traitors.Han Lang secretly slandered.However, the rest of the refugees didn't care so much, they gradually stopped in a daze, not knowing where to flee.As far as the eye can see, the city walls within sight are full of refugees lying or sitting.The four of them did not stay in the team, but found a quiet place to discuss what to do next.

"Definitely look for a pass first." Han Lang said.

"It's not so easy. Didn't you see that the guards are all unfamiliar, and they must have been replaced long ago."

"I can go in." Zhuzhen said concisely.

Han Lang stopped him, saying that it was meaningless to go in alone, and told him not to be impulsive.

Ruan Ping didn't speak, and signaled them to be calm.The four of them temporarily found an abandoned shelter to rest their feet. Han Lang wiped the plaster off his face indiscriminately, and looked worriedly at the rebel flags fluttering on the city wall.In less than a quarter of an hour, a man dressed as a refugee appeared next to them. He pulled Ruan Ping to a corner, wiped off the disguise on his arm, and a Xun hexagram tattoo was vividly visible.

"Hey, you are indeed the leader of Jianghu." He Yijiu whistled to Han Lang in a low voice.

The man handed over two pass orders, and said, "Master, the situation is urgent, and there are only so many that can be found. There is a fishing cart next to it that can hide one more person. I can only bring three people in at most."

The four looked at each other, Zhuzhen said again: "Use his method, I can go in by myself."

He Yijiu said unhappily: "I told you not to take risks, don't you understand, kid?"

Unexpectedly, it was Ruan Ping who interrupted him: "Let Zhuzhen come, he can indeed."

After Ruan Ping said that, they had no choice but to keep silent.The fishing cart was narrow, and only Han Lang could hide in it. The four of them met at Zhuzhen's house. As soon as the words were spoken, Zhuzhen stalked past with her waist bent, and disappeared in an instant.

"Everyone in this business is like a mouse." He Yijiu muttered.

The fish cart is specially used to deliver food to the rebels in the city, and it is now full of fresh fish.As soon as Han Lang entered, he was stupefied by the strong fishy smell, and then the cargo box was closed, and his vision was pitch black.The slippery fish scales stuck tightly to his body, like countless snakes swimming, bringing a chilling touch.Han Lang closed his eyes, hoping to get into the city quickly and avoid suffering a little.

At the moment when he was almost nauseated by the smell of fish, a strange thought popped into his mind: If He Yijiu was here, would he have eaten all these fish?

After all, cats like to eat fishy things, and tigers are probably not far behind.

He was amused by this bitter thought, and couldn't help grinning slightly.Suddenly, the car under him shook violently and stopped with a creak.The next moment there was a high-spirited shout from the guards outside, Han Lang's heart sank, knowing that he was being interrogated, he couldn't help but move his hand down slightly, and touched the "Feng Buyan" on his waist.

Fortunately, the people Ruan Ping was looking for were not mediocre people. Han Lang held his breath and heard them say flattering words to the guards, and also heard the sound of silver crashing.After collecting the money, the guard's attitude improved a lot, but he still lifted the lid of the box with a "wow", and the light shone through the densely packed fresh fish, and there were tiny spots of light in front of his eyes.Han Lang curled up in the corner, sweating profusely, and even breathed the least. He only saw a saber stretched in and stirred it a few times. The nearest one was only a few inches away from his shoulder.

"Okay, let them go." The guard's voice came.

"Thank you, sir!"

The lid was closed, and the car started to creak again, and Han Lang's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.After walking like this for an unknown amount of time, the car finally arrived at the place. Han Lang pushed aside the fish full of fish and crawled out, taking a deep breath of fresh air.

Now he stinks and is in a mess, but he is no different from a real refugee.There is no shortage of people like him in the city. He mixes with the noisy people, and no one pays attention to his existence.

The weather was still gloomy, and it was clearly daytime, but candles were lit everywhere.He rushed to Zhuzhen's house, took a look at it from a distance, and secretly screamed that something was wrong.There were people patrolling the whole street. They chose this place too badly. The Xian Wang wanted to arrest Han Lang and He Yijiu to silence him. How could there be no layers of guards in this place?

It's just that I didn't think of this floor just now, and I felt that there is a place that everyone knows to settle down.It was broken now, Han Lang looked around, but no one else had arrived yet.He himself didn't dare to stop, especially when he saw that there were people from Dao Lusi in front of him, he only dared to take out his knife and carve a few marks along the way.

I don't know if this most primitive method will work.

At this moment he had no idea, so he had to wander the streets.The people on the street were in panic, almost all the shops were closed. The people here packed up their belongings and prepared to escape, but they didn't expect that the officials sealed the city and neither let people in nor out.So they all gathered on the street, either scrambling to buy and stock up in shops that were rarely open, or gathered together to discuss with anxiety.Han Lang saw many familiar figures, such as Uncle Liu, a neighbor from the past, at this moment he swore to Aunt Zhao beside him, "I'm here, there's nothing to be afraid of, the war will always end, my grandfather's generation Right here, I'm not going anywhere!"

Han Lang saw that they were all haggard, but as long as everyone was safe, he felt relieved.But at this moment, Han Lang's face was changed, Uncle Liu and the others couldn't recognize him, and he didn't dare to come forward to recognize him.Just as he was about to pull away and leave, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps behind him, followed by several angry reprimands: "Stop! Don't try to escape!"

Han Lang looked around, and saw a man running wildly on the street, followed by a group of guards with weapons in their hands.The person being chased was dressed in rags, with scars all over his body, like a beggar.But Han Lang took a closer look, and found that although this man's clothes were torn to pieces, the elegant texture was faintly visible. Looking at the unkempt face, Han Lang's heart trembled, he had seen this man before!

This is a fifth-rank official, in the court, and he once had a relationship with him.But how did he end up in this situation? !

This man was thin and weak, obviously he couldn't run away from the heavily armed guards. Han Lang felt as if a giant hand was tightly clenched in his heart. Several times he almost wanted to run out to save this former colleague. Are these guards His opponent, but here is the main road in broad daylight, and a large number of rebels are around him. Even if He Yijiu is arrested in front of him, he can't expose it.

If it is exposed at this time, everything will be over.

The man stumbled and was quickly pursued.The next horrible thing happened before their eyes. The guard drew out his saber and stabbed the fleeing man directly in the throat.Blood splattered everywhere, and the crowd screamed and fled in all directions.

"Oh my god, murder, murder!"

"Shh - don't yell, run!"

The crowd scattered like birds and beasts, someone pushed Han Lang, and he was also squeezed into the chaotic crowd, and finally hid in the alley.

"These damned..." Someone was so frightened that his voice was trembling.

Han Lang didn't say a word, but gritted his teeth.He watched helplessly as the guards turned over the man's body, found something like an envelope, and put it into his arms with a sneer.The guard left, and the body lay on the street like this, with no one to collect it for him.Han Lang's eyes were red, and he clenched his fists tightly. When several guards turned into the alleyway, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, realizing that he had got a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He no longer hesitated, and slowly retreated to the no-man's land, diving towards the direction the guard left.At this time, he had already drawn up a comprehensive plan in his mind, and the vision in the alley was narrow. At this moment, there was no one around them, and there were five opponents. They should be trapped with spells first, and they could be killed in one fell swoop.

Don't miss out.

When the last guard stepped into the alleyway, Han Lang had already appeared like a ghost, with a nightmarish falcon-like demon aura rising around him.The five people staggered suddenly, and saw a black mist rising from the ground, entangled them tightly like vines.Before they had time to make a sound, Han Lang had already swept over their heads, raised his sword and fell, killing five people.

"Five lives for one life." Han Lang thought to himself, raised his foot and kicked the corpse.He didn't have much time, and after venting his anger, he immediately bent over to check the letter, and then left the alley as if nothing had happened.The road was still the same as before. He found a secluded place and opened the letter to read it. It was a sheet music at a rough reading, but upon closer inspection, it was encrypted with rhythm.Fortunately, Han Lang had studied this encryption method earlier, and after deciphering it word for word, he felt a chill in his heart.

This is a plea for help!

However, he did not know where the letter was going to be sent. Fortunately, the contact address was written in cipher text.Without further ado, Han Lang immediately followed the place to look for it. He had just walked a few steps when someone slapped the back of his head suddenly, making him almost stagger.

"I've been looking for you for a long time!" He Yijiu's voice came, "Brat, you know how to run around!"

"You're here!" Han Lang didn't hide his surprise at all.

Seeing that the other party was indeed happy for his arrival, He Yijiu only suppressed his anger by a few percent. He dragged Han Lang to a corner, and said in a low voice, "Do you understand group action? We know that one person is reckless. Let's There were not many people, do you really want to be arrested one by one?"

"Wrong, I was wrong," Han Lang was scolded and knew he was wrong, so he immediately changed the subject, "Where are Ruan Ping and the others?"

"He found Zhuzhen and is rearranging his hiding place. Where are you going?"

Han Lang shook the letter in his hand, and briefly talked about it.

He Yijiu couldn't help but slapped him on the back of the head again: "You boy, if I don't come, you plan to rush in by yourself, right?"

Han Lang scratched his head again: "I can't contact you..."

He Yijiu rolled his eyes: "Forget it, let's solve it within an hour, or Ruan Ping and the others will be in a hurry."

The two searched for the place mentioned in the letter, and found that it was an abandoned Taoist temple, which had long been dilapidated.There is a statue of Sanqing enshrined in the temple, and there are many spider webs on it.According to the instructions in the letter, Han Lang tapped on the statue in a three-fold and two-light manner, but the statue still had a peaceful expression and pity in its eyes, without any change.

At this moment, a secret door suddenly opened under their feet, and three or five men with weapons in their hands rushed out and dragged them in directly.The two of them had just stabilized their pace. When they looked up, the surrounding lights were brightly lit, and they had become the center surrounded by countless weapons. One of them, an old man with a gray beard, said sharply, "Who are you!?"

Then another person came, stretched out his hand and broke Han Lang's chin, quickly looked at his face and said, "It's not Mr. Mo!"

The crowd was in an uproar, and all kinds of discussions were endless, but the weapons pointed at them remained unchanged.He Yijiu and Han Lang hurriedly raised their arms to show that they were not enemies, and said in their mouths, "Stop arguing, your own people!"

Han Lang even said to the old man: "Master Shangshu, it's me, Han Lang."

The other party was stunned, you looked at me, I looked at you, his face was full of confusion.Han Lang immediately wiped off his disguise, and the other party recognized him, but his attitude did not change at all: "You? You monster, what are you doing back here!"

He Yijiu stood up angrily: "What are you talking about, you are not saving you useless things. You have all been tricked by the virtuous king, and now you see us with this posture of killing everyone, your brains are being licked by pigs No way?!"

"You--" The crowd became even more angry. Seeing that the two sides were at war, they were about to start a fight.At this time, a voice suddenly interjected in the crowd: "Everyone, calm down!"

Han Lang took a closer look and found that it was Yu Zuoshu.

"I guarantee with my life that these two are indeed ours!"