Dahan Pirate Air Force

"This...am I patrolling alone again?"

"Who makes you the loser in the casino? There is no way. But as agreed, you just took on yesterday's new debt, and the old debt cannot be forgiven."

While Lian Pai was still hesitating, the other patrolling imperial guards had already begun to make noises.

Soon, only one person was left in the patrol.However, Lian Pai didn't care about this and continued to walk around and patrol in high spirits.

Zhang Bai's consciousness shook his head as he looked at it. This Imperial Forest Army was in complete disarray. How could such an army still have combat effectiveness?

But think about it, the Royal Guards are supposed to protect Liu Chan and are not under Zhuge Liang's control. Liu Chan must not have the ability to lead an army, so he turned an elite Royal Guards into an undisciplined gambling den.

Seeing a man patrolling continuously, he was amused and couldn't help but admire him. In order to pay off his gambling debts, this guy worked very seriously!

But after eavesdropping for a long time, Zhang Bai didn't hear anything useful. It was very late, almost three o'clock in the night, and the message was transmitted that Daolao had arrived at the scheduled location, and he could no longer delay.

The moon realm technique was activated, and Lian Pai was stunned on the spot, and the memory in his head was transmitted to Zhang Bai.

This man is quite interesting. Apparently his father is a local doing business in Lingnan.In fact, this family's ancestors were from Yizhou, but his father was a pirate who made his fortune by killing people and robbing ships.

When he was young, his family was rich. When he was ten years old, the pirates suddenly broke into internal strife and his family was ruined. He had to flee back to Yizhou alone. He was penniless and was hit hard. He gritted his teeth and simply joined the army. Not long after, he was selected for his skill. Joined the Royal Forest Army.

Lian Pai has been both civil and military since he was a child, and he has watched many pirate fights, so even though he is not impressive in appearance, he knows everything about the navy and army.Therefore, compared to others in the Royal Guards, he stands out from the crowd.

But this person has a problem, that is, he is extremely fond of gambling, and he always loses every time he gambles, so he falls into the hands of his colleagues and never gets promoted.

Today's patrol mission was very sudden, and the order was only issued at noon.Not counting the whole afternoon of checking, the city gates had to be closed in the evening and the patrol continued.

The person who gave the order was the leader of the Royal Forest Army. He also received the order from above. It was probably the emperor's intention.

Zhang Bai saw that Lian Pai didn't know anything else, so he put away the Moon Realm technique. Before he could recover, he quickly jumped over the city wall, hung the inner battlements with a platinum rope, and gently slid down the city wall. .

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk!"

A quarter of an hour passed, and only the old man was left on the quiet street.

In Li Qiao's outer house, Zhang Bai and Daolao met silently.

After some discussion, the two's spiritual consciousness divided the labor and cooperated. Daolao was responsible for guarding, while Zhang Bai's transparent spiritual consciousness went inside to explore.

The house was so quiet, it almost looked like a ghost house.

His spiritual consciousness entered the room to investigate, but there was still no one in the room.

It's strange, there is obviously aura here, but why is there no one there?Roof?No one either.My consciousness circled around the house, but there was still no one there.

Why is it an empty house?

However, the tables and chairs indoors were not gathering dust, so it was obvious that the place was not uninhabited.So after thinking about it, there is only one place that I haven't searched for yet, which is underground.

Divine consciousness can pass through the ground, although the range is limited.

Zhang Bai was afraid of making any mistakes, so he cautiously entered the ground with his transparent consciousness.Only then did I realize that the conditions underground were shocking.

Four or five meters underground, there was actually a square lobby with many candles lit inside, making the sight very bright.

This lobby is more than two meters high and more than 20 meters long and wide. It can easily store hundreds of people. Although the number of people in the hall is not full, there are still many people.

There are smooth jade bricks under the feet, and there is a fire pit in the center of the hall, with a fire burning in the pond.It is surrounded by wooden walls, with lit candlesticks on them, and the walls are covered with carved patterns.

The pattern was not Han Chinese style. As an art student, Zhang Bai knew at a glance that it was Nepalese-style wood carving.

He frowned, which meant that the person who built this place was not a Han Chinese, but a Westerner.

And the whole scene feels familiar.

There are four stone pillars in the hall, one of which has the body of a young man tied to it. He seems to have been tortured, the whip marks on his clothes are shocking, and he is covered in blood.

The consciousness was not in a hurry to approach anyone, but hid in the corner and continued to observe.

There were people in the hall chatting, drinking, smoking pipes, and some even started practicing on the spot regardless.

While they were practicing, there was a black cauldron placed in front of them. A mist slowly rose from inside, mixed with the smell of smoke and alcohol, making the air turbid.

Although the aura is confusing and difficult to identify, the aura of the corpse tied to the pillar is obviously not that of an immortal cultivator. Judging from his body and muscles, he should be an ordinary practitioner.

As for the other people in the hall, there was no mistaking the aura on their bodies that could kill Zhang Bai. They must all be members of the Blood Ming Sect.

People of the Blood Ming Sect cannot tell their status in the sect from their clothing. They can only be distinguished from their actions and behavior. There must be a leader in this place far away from the main altar. I hope they are not too strong.

A picture emerged in Zhang Bai's mind, that is, the prince and Xihe on Donghuang Mountain in the East Prince's Mansion.There was also the dark cloud that spread down from the top of the mountain. It was not only chilly to the bone, but also shrouded his heart like a shadow.

The consciousness slowly left the corner and moved very carefully along the roof.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, a member of the Xue Ming Cult raised his head and looked around cautiously.The man had a bamboo hat on his back and a knife on his waist.

"What's wrong?" asked another.

"There seems to be something wrong."

"Something wrong? What's wrong?"

"I can't explain it." The man wearing a hat continued to look around, "I always feel like there is something strange about him."

The other man was a long-time smoker. He had a long and thick bamboo hookah in his mouth and smoked, making a popping sound.He raised his head, looked at the roof, and then at the entrance to the hall.

"Brother Ke Jia, don't be suspicious. This is a bunker. No one can find it. Even if someone can really find it, how can he get in? There are only two entrances and exits, unless he can Through the wall.”

"The consciousness can pass through walls!"

Zhang Bai's heart tightened when he heard this. This person named Ke Jia was very perceptive and was actually mentioned correctly.He quickly made the transparent consciousness hide again, this time hiding in the shadow of the wall.

The candlesticks here are embedded in the surrounding walls, so the surroundings are the brightest. The roof is arched, and the shadows of the beams and columns flicker on it.

"Divine consciousness? This thing has breath and shape. If it were to pass through, wouldn't you and I be able to detect it? Besides, this place is protected by talismans and formations."

"..."

Ke Jia did not continue to argue, he also felt it was impossible.

"Fulu and formation?" Zhang Bai felt strange after hearing this, "Don't you feel it? Could it be that you made a mistake?"

Zhang Bai quickly sent out his spiritual sense to search for it, and after a while, he actually found it. There was a huge talisman painted in the center of the arc-shaped roof.

Because it was not talisman paper, and the graphics were colorful and beautiful, he originally thought they were ordinary patterns, but he was reminded by the two Blood Ming Cultists that he could tell the difference.

Some of the same talismans are carved, and some are painted with lacquer paintings. They are found on pillars, walls, and entrances and exits. Together they indeed form a magic circle.

But Zhang Bai was surprised. His consciousness had obviously forced his way in, so why didn't the magic circle activate?