The Huashen Sect did make a lot of money by pretending to be gods and ghosts; But silver itself does not have any lethal power attached; And to exchange silver for blades, there is an indispensable key link in the middle - trading.

The steel knives left behind by the believers of the Huashen Sect, although they do not seem to be amazing, but each handle is a high-grade Yanling knife produced by the Tiangongfang, whether it is the handle or the blood groove, the steel mouth or the counterweight, it is by no means the ordinary craftsman work on the market who rely on family craftsmanship and wait for death. Such a good batch of blades, but the senior brother's exit from the word, all the believers are not nostalgic at all, leaving the guy and running away, this kind of habitual consumption frequency is obviously not a big problem that can be solved just by relying on those smugglers on the rivers and lakes.

The station of the Huashen Sect is located in a remote area, and the main altar is hidden in the lofty mountains and mountains of the Bashu Road; Therefore, although they have a large amount of silver, in the territory of the Northern Yan Dynasty, they can't see the light at all, let alone purchase weapons on a large scale through official means! Therefore, there is no doubt that the origin of these weapons must have come from the pen of Di Ting.

But there is no free lunch in the world, whether it is Zhang Yuan or Song Xingzhou, they also know this truth in their hearts.

Shen Gui's grudge against the Huashen Sect is not too deep. A few lives, just a tiger neck village altar, is not worthy of such a big move by the Huashen Sect, and it also exposes its ambitions in advance. Therefore, this siege and killing is basically the "honorarium" they paid to Di Ting.

This inference has been proved from the side just from the fact that only more than half of the casualties were killed and wounded and the retreat was immediately announced. The believers of the Huashen Sect are inexhaustible; Moreover, they themselves are not afraid of death, and they believe that dying in action is the supreme glory of accumulating merit. Therefore, no matter how tragic their casualty figures are, they will not give birth to cowardly and cowardly feelings, let alone produce a chain reaction of defeat. Therefore, this ambush for Shen Gui is clearly a letter of nomination from the Huashen Sect to Di Tingna! The result of more than half of the casualties is enough to make a difference, and there is no need to increase consumption.

So what kind of psychology did Di Ting instigate the Huashen Sect to ambush Shen Gui? After all, everyone knows that although there are many outlaws under the Huashen Sect, the effect they can play against demons like Shang Shen Gui is really limited.

The reason is very simple, Di Ting didn't want to borrow a knife to kill people at all, just a little trouble, so that Shen Gui couldn't pull away. It may be due to Di Ting's follow-up plan, all the forces of the three roads in Youbei must be firmly locked in front of the East Customs; If Guo Xing, or the Shenshi Clan, as another restraining force, was quickly exterminated by Shen Gui, then it should have an extremely far-reaching impact on Di Ting's overall plan.

Shen Gui chose an extremely low-key way to return to Youbei, and even got out of the carriage in advance before entering the city, and walked into the city separately with Yan Chongwu. Because the information transmission is not developed now, even if the people of Youbei walk face to face with him, they may not be able to recognize this young and famous little prince! In other words, Shen Gui's exact whereabouts, at least in today's Fengjing City, are still a secret that few people know.

Of course, in the dictionary of Di Ting, there is no such thing as secret.

As soon as Shen Gui entered the city, his butt was still hot, and he was waited for by someone and came to a precise ambush; Whoever wants to come to this so-called "accident" must be among the so-called own people, and there is an inner ghost! In addition, the location of the incident is the most lively foot of the Son of Heaven, or the base camp of the Youbei spy agency, nearly 100 killers with sharp blades were infiltrated in broad daylight, ambushing a prince whose whereabouts are not known to many people, this matter can no longer be simply described as bold!

Looking at the entire Youbei Third Road, how many people can hide such a big move? Whoever wants to come, it is inevitable that they will fall into the trap of thinking like Wei Yong, and finally blame Yan Qinghong for the mastermind of this matter! As for whether the two parties will suspect that there is a gap between each other; It doesn't matter at all whether it's a ridiculous trust, with a scoffing attitude toward this possibility. can contain most of Shen Gui's energy, and Di Ting has already achieved the main goal; As for the other side effects, it's just beating the rabbit with grass.

Because to this day, the reception banquet prepared by Di Ting for Shen Gui has only finished the cold dishes, which is simply a set of serial schemes.

On the outskirts of Fengjingdong, Qi Yanzheng, together with Yan Chongwu and his subordinates, had successfully disarmed all the warning and ambush organs on the periphery of the dense forest; When Qi Yan's fingertip knife successfully wiped the throat of the last sleepy sentry, the twenty elite veterans of the Flying Bear Army, under the command of Yan Chongwu's gestures, quickly dispersed, surrounding the small village deep in the dense forest.

In the middle of the village, there is an old shaman altar, which is used to dry the housekeeper or dry quilts when there are no rituals on weekdays. At this moment, on the altar stood a thin, white-haired old man, barefoot, covered with a strange cloak painted with strange symbols, holding an intricately decorated magic sword, chanting words in his mouth, and taking small steps under his feet, walking up and down the altar; Looking at his appearance, he looks like a witch priest who is opening the altar to pray for rain.

And under the altar, there were more than a hundred kneeling in the dark; With tears in their eyes, each of them kept prostrating to the old man on the stage, and many of them had their foreheads ground from the ground and their flesh and blood were blurred, but they seemed to be unaware of it, and they only cared about reciting the scriptures in a low voice.

Behind the old man, there was a two-person tall pyre, on which was erected a wooden frame converted from a wheelbarrow, and a thin black and thin old man about sixty years old was being tied up.

A gust of mountain wind blew, and the old man with the sword on the altar with strange steps suddenly trembled violently, and then the whole person collapsed to the ground; None of the believers under the altar stepped forward to investigate, but roared even more frantically with incomprehensible incantations; After a few moments, the old man stood up again, but a blood-red color suddenly flashed between his eyebrows......

"Samadhi true fire, slay demons and eliminate demons!"

After a loud shout, he opened his mouth and spewed out a puff of liquid, which landed exactly on the pyre! And the originally quiet and peaceful firewood pile, after he sprayed it with a mouthful of "saliva", instantly ignited a sky-high fire! Everyone in the audience cheered, and many people even held hands and danced a strange dance like a bear rubbing their backs; The black thin old man who was tied to the stake couldn't help but let out a heart-rending cry, full of sorrow and sadness because of the suffering of the flames......

"Sons of Huayu Heavenly God, listen, the demon has been refined into a true body by a divine fire in this seat, and now he is repeatedly repenting of his sins! When sin is cleansed by the fire, his soul will be purified and your deeds will be revealed! Anyone who believes in the god of Huayu will benefit his family and illuminate future generations! ”

Wow!

Just such a nonsense sentence full of loopholes actually set off a tsunami in the crowd; However, no matter how loud their noise was, it could not completely cover the last death cry of the burning old man......

Like their cruel behavior of burning the living, Qi Yan frowned when he saw it; Even Yan Chongwu, who was murderous, had tears flashing in his eyes at this time. When the two armies are at war, it has nothing to do with grievances, good or evil. Once you set foot on the battlefield, life and death will have their own destiny, killing the enemy, or being killed by the enemy, it is the fate of every soldier, and it is not a big deal; But what kind of mistake did that thin old man make, that he was so old that he was going to die in such pain?

In a trance, Qi Yan's right ear moved, and he immediately patted Yan Chongwu's shoulder heavily! At the same time, the No. 1 warrior of the Northern Darkness, whose body was like a black bear spirit, quickly jumped out as if he had become a cheetah, and shouted to the other twenty brothers at the same time:

"Look for that barefoot old bastard, and that young man in the lead, I want to live!"

Yan Chongwu really forgot Shen Gui's entrustment, he couldn't help the anger and hatred surging in his chest, he just wanted to catch those two inhumane first criminals, rip off the flesh on their bodies piece by piece, and use the way of living donkeys, so that they can also learn what it means to empathize!

In the teachings of the Huashen Sect, no sharp blade can be worn with you during any assembly and memorial ceremony, so as not to incur the displeasure of the Huayu gods. So now, Yan Chongwu and more than 20 other black-clothed people with sharp blades in their hands suddenly descended from the sky, and immediately killed the hundred or so believers in the field by surprise!

These black-clothed people are all elite veterans of the Flying Bear Army, and their methods are ruthless and decisive, which is not at all comparable to those martial artists in the afternoon! On the battlefield of the two armies, being soft-hearted and merciful is tantamount to asking for a dead end! Every move and style of these people is rushing to kill and cripple, and when they fight, either you die or I die!

They don't know the skills of fighting, let alone the moves of fighting; These twenty Flying Bear Sergeants will only fight with people! In the eyes of these murderous veterans, some of them are only enemies and their own people.

As for whether they have sin in them, and whether they deserve to die...... Let's ask the knives in our hands!

People who have been blinded by their self-consciousness are not afraid of death, but after losing their reason and ability to think, their brains will not be able to function flexibly! In the face of these more than 20 strong men in black who were obviously prepared, the group of Huashen Sect believers who were covered in blood and tears, more than half of them chose to use their chests to crash into the blade in the opponent's hand! This reaction really caught all the Flying Bear Sergeants off guard!

Since the day they went into battle to kill the enemy, I have never fought such a refreshing battle!