Handbook for Avoiding the Court

Ningcheng West Courtyard was very quiet.

No one knows that there are 500 people stuffed here.

The new recruits of the Falcon Battalion are well-trained and disciplined, and they are serious in speech and smile on weekdays, and they dare not slack off in the slightest.

From early morning to dusk every day, one by one sat upright, like an old monk in samadhi, with big eyes and small eyes, ignoring anyone. This kind of day lasted for more than a month, which was really rare.

"Commander!" Falcon Jia clasped his fists and said, "There is a young man in white outside the door."

Falcon Commander Qi Jiu is temporarily in charge of the Falcon Camp for Yi Jiu. This man is tall and mighty. He has been in the Falcon Camp for more than ten years. Di Yueyu also failed to get in touch with the young master.

Qijiu clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, with a solemn expression, he jumped over the wall and looked in the distance, and saw a handsome man in white standing at the door with a sword in his arms, with an indifferent expression on his face.

Qi Jiu flew to the ground, approached quickly, and before anyone could react, he swung his sword away.

The man in white obviously didn't expect this person to be so rude, he resisted and shouted loudly: "I am your young master, who are you! How dare you hurt me!"

Qijiu heard the words, took back the sword, looked at the person carefully, and asked suspiciously: "Are you Young Master Fang?"

"Exactly!" Fang Ji gave Qijiu a hard look, and snorted coldly, "You're blind."

Qijiu bowed and cupped his fists, and said loudly: "This subordinate should die!"

These Qijiu don't know much about this young master, they just met him from a distance a few years ago, in terms of appearance, he is indeed Mr. Fang, even though he had some doubts in his heart, he didn't dare to ask more questions, so he could only swallow it together.

Fang Ji cleared his throat and said, "Call everyone together and follow me to the northwest."

Qijiu's heart tightened, could it be that he failed to protect the young master in time, and the prince wanted to deal with him, that's why he called everyone back?

"Young master, is there a reason?" Qi Jiu hesitated again and again and asked tensely.

As soon as he finished asking this question, Fang Ji's face suddenly sank, he walked in front of Qijiu, smashed the hilt of his sword on the top of Qijiu's head fiercely, and said sadly: "I still need to explain clearly to you, young master? Do you want to tell me?" rebel?"

Hearing this, Qi Jiu hurriedly knelt down on one knee, sweat slowly broke out from the forehead, and said: "This subordinate dare not, this subordinate will go and bring him out."

Fang Ji waved his hand impatiently.

Qijiu quickly flashed into the courtyard, and after a short while, all the falcons had assembled, Fang Ji whistled suddenly, and a strong black horse came galloping, barely stopping beside Fang Ji.

All the falcons looked at Fang Ji with piercing eyes, and many of them had seen Fang Ji before.

500 people knelt down in unison, crashing into one piece, "Young Master!"

The sound was terrifying.

Fang Ji looked sideways at the kneeling Falcon, with a deep smile on his face, and said, "Get up and follow me!"

Immediately after a loud shout, he galloped through the vast night.

A group of people rushed towards the northwest in a mighty manner, with iron hooves clanging and a grand momentum.

It was already midnight when they stopped and stopped, dozens of falcons on horseback walked in front, Fang Ji walked in the front, humming ditties from time to time, enjoying the feeling of the world.

A falcon whispered something in Qijiu's ear, and Qijiu nodded thoughtfully.

"Young master, there is a ruined temple in front, rest your feet." Qi Jiu approached with the rein in his hand.

"What's the matter, the prince is in an emergency, so he has to rush to the place, it's a big deal to delay!" Fang Ji said angrily.

"But young master, the falcon behind is exhausted and it's hard to keep up." Qi Jiu insisted.

Fang Ji looked coldly at the invisible falcons who had been dumped, and his anger subsided a little, and he said, "Let them hurry up!"

Qijiu nodded while turning around thinking about something in her heart.

There seemed to be a faint murderous air around.

Suddenly, the sharp knife came out of its sheath and came straight to Fang Ji's face.

Fang Ji didn't have time to draw his sword, so he had to lean back and stab the air with his sword. Qijiu naturally wouldn't give up. Fang Ji had nothing to dodge, so Fang Ji got off his horse, and the point of the sword pierced his Adam's apple, which was barely contained.

Qijiu stared at his face, and said in a low voice: "Who are you, dare to pretend to be the young master!"

The other party said angrily: "Bold..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qijiu's sword tip got a little closer, piercing the skin, and a string of blood drops fell.

"Don't, don't... I said..." The man in white shook his hands and tore off his face, revealing a face that was far from Fang Ji's.

"I'm just a quack, good man, spare me!"

"Your acting skills are a bit clumsy!" Qi Jiu snorted coldly.

That's right, even Qijiu's IQ can't be fooled, it's really bad, the falcons behind took a breath, at least they can see it, otherwise they don't know where this person will take them, if it breaks, the big thing will be over !

Right now, they can only pray that their young master is intact.

Before the man in white continued to beg for mercy, Qi Jiu sealed his throat with a sword without hesitation, and the man in white didn't even have time to hum before he lost his breath.

"Hey, Commander, how did you find out?" Falcon B leaned over curiously and asked.

Qijiu didn't answer, and pointed to Falcon C beside him with an embarrassed expression.

Falcon C is very unfamiliar, Falcon B is a little unconvinced, he is an old man who has stayed in the Falcon camp for several years, and his momentum cannot be lost.

"Tell me, how do you know!"

"Younger's father is the cook in Master Fang's house. Master Fang...he never uses black things, this dark horse...and that...that..." Falcon C stuttered and couldn't continue, and asked for help. Looking at Qijiu.

"What are you asking so much for? Backtrack and find the young master as soon as possible!" Qi Jiu snapped.

The falcons were as silent as cicadas, and they turned their horses and rushed back.

Under the night, there were only a few old, weak, sick and disabled left in the courtyard in the west of the city. An old man stood tremblingly at the gate, and murmured, "Let's all go..."

"Old man, what about the people here?"

The old man looked at the strange young man with cloudy eyes, and said vaguely: "Let's go... let's go..."

"gone?"

At this very moment, the real Fang Ji was standing at the entrance of the west courtyard in a daze, asking a bewildered old man. Seeing that he couldn't explain why, he took out the hammer from his sleeve and released it into the air. However, there was no answer. Little bit of response.

They are all gone, there is no Falcon in Ningcheng City.

Fang Ji was annoyed and had nothing to do, so he summoned a white horse and disappeared into the night.

Tomorrow will be the sixth day of the first lunar month, and it will take four or five days except for the journey, it will be too late, Fang Ji has no other considerations, and rushes to Qingliang Temple regardless.

The inside of Qingliang Temple was very desolate, the courtyard was pitch black, only a few dim lights were still on in the meditation room, and no one knew who was knocking on the wooden fish again and again, Fang Ji frowned, he was very uncomfortable with the sound.

In view of the fact that he had turned over the day before and found nothing, he pondered for a long time, and the weather was still cold, with half of the crescent moon hanging in the sky, the air was actually a bit stuffy.

Fang Ji carefully sorted out the places he turned over, and after making sure that there were no omissions, he decided to start from a place a little farther away, such as the back mountain.

The back mountain of Qingliang Temple was originally a cemetery, under the care of Fang Rumeng, the surrounding area was well repaired, a solid wall was built, and many flowers and plants were planted. During the day, it seemed that there was no cemetery. It feels gloomy, but it's hard to say at night, a few crows, or even a few dead leaves falling are frightening.

Fang Ji never believed in the theory of ghosts, in his opinion, it was just the world scaring himself.

So he jumped over the wall and flashed into the grave without hesitation.

The cemetery was not that big, so after about an hour, Fang Ji searched the cemetery, but found nothing.

Just when Fang Ji was frustrated, there was a sound of weeping softly.

Fang Ji subconsciously glanced around with the corner of his eyes, it was pitch black, and there was no one.

Could it be that there are ghosts?Fang Ji naturally didn't believe it.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came, these graves are tricky!

Fang Ji walked quickly to a grave. This grave looked inconspicuous, but it was taller and wider than ordinary graves. The soil on the grave looked old, but there was no grass and no tombstone.

After a while, Fang Ji understood.

This tomb is hollow, but where is the entrance?I can't blow it up completely, that would scare the snake again, and besides, I am alone.

Fang Ji's mind was in chaos, he collected himself and tried to calm down, and sure enough, the sobbing sound came out again, very thin and light, but Fang Ji had roughly determined the direction of its source.

Fang Ji walked around the graveyard, and the voice really came from inside.

Fang Ji focused his attention, gathered his internal energy into the palm of his hand, and slapped his palm down on the grave. With a "bang", a hole was split at the top of the grave. Although Fang Ji tried his best to keep his voice down, the two nuns were still alarmed. Flashing into the grass, the two nuns poked their heads out and looked towards the wall. Seeing that there was no more movement, they returned to the room. Fang Ji let out a long breath.

He looked towards the hole at the top of the grave, and it turned out to be a big hole in the ground, and there was still a little bit of light inside.

Fang Ji wanted to jump down, but the opening of the cave was narrow and he couldn't use another palm. If he startled people again, it might not be so easy to fool him.

Fang Ji had no choice but to take out his dagger and dig slowly.

After about a stick of incense was dug, the hole was finally big enough for one person to go down.

The cave is very dry and very breathable. In this case, there should be multiple air outlets in the cave.

Fang Ji walked along the passage for a while, but he didn't see a single person, and it was getting darker and darker. There were a few oil lamps in the place where he went down, but it became darker and darker as he walked in, and there was not even a single candle.

In order not to startle the snake, Fang Ji did not dare to take out the fire booklet.

There was a muffled sound of "gudong", Fang Ji seemed to hear something falling, and after a while, there was another faint sobbing sound, it was really shocking to hear this strange sobbing sound again in this dark cave People are creepy.

Fang Ji searched for the sound and walked over slowly.

About the time after a cup of tea was gone, the corridor suddenly widened, the sound of someone talking and weeping stopped, and there was still a light not far away, Fang Ji finally saw the light in his heart, and his frowning brows finally relaxed.

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