Chapter 892 The Counterattack from the Prince's Mansion!

The Princess had already fallen asleep to the sound of mahjong.

The other women were sitting in the courtyard. Keshi was busy making tea, Liu Ruqing was doing embroidery, and Yuexin was standing behind Si Niang, gently massaging her shoulders and neck.

Just then,

Si Niang opened her eyes.

Because she was lying down, she looked up and stared at the sky.

"So lively."

Yuexin was a little surprised to hear this, because everyone knew that the Princess's delivery date was these two days, so in addition to accompanying her, they were all consciously keeping quiet.

Besides, where was there any liveliness or noise at this time?

It could only be said that there was scenery in the sky, but not everyone could appreciate it.

"So annoying."

Si Niang said again.

This time, not only Yuexin continued to hesitate, but even Liu Ruqing and Keshi, who were accompanying her, stopped their work with some embarrassment.

Of course, they were overthinking.

But Si Niang was the mistress of the family after all, and her position was there, so everyone had to overthink.

Essentially, the back宅 (back residence/inner quarters) of the Prince of Pingxi’s mansion belonged to Si Niang. As for the Prince, he really only contributed the "stick."

Si Niang sat up,

While walking out, she said:

"Stay put."

The women were extremely obedient,

And said in unison:

"Yes."

Walking out of Xiong Liqing's small courtyard, Si Niang leaped up and landed on the roof.

At this time, Xue San's figure also appeared here. Third Master had a large cloth bag hanging around his neck, which contained the instruments that might be used during a cesarean section.

"You go down!"

Third Master said to Si Niang in an unquestionable tone.

Si Niang ignored him.

"You're pregnant, go down!"

Si Niang glanced at Xue San and still ignored him.

"Can't you understand human speech!" Third Master was angry. "I'll take responsibility!"

For the devils, the child in Si Niang's belly was extremely important. It could even be said that in the devils' worldview and cognition, only the pregnant Si Niang could receive the "pregnant woman" treatment they would normally give.

Si Niang didn't say anything hurtful like "My 'rank' is higher than yours now." She glanced at Xue San, then lowered her head to look at her belly. She turned and landed back on the ground.

"Blindman's not here, can you handle it?"

Si Niang asked from below.

Generally speaking, in this situation, Blindman was the most suitable to deal with it. After all, this was Blindman's specialty.

Standing on the roof, Xue San patted his small chest,

And said confidently:

"Again and again, there are always these stupid things that have to come up and do these tricks. They are obviously things that can't be seen in the light, but they like to put on the airs of 'immortals.'

Si Niang,

Keep your baby safe.

It doesn't matter if Blindman is not here,

Third Master will arrange it.

If you always have thieves coming to your door, how can you not install a lock?"

Si Niang was also very free and easy,

She supported her belly with her left hand and waved her right hand,

"Then I'll go back to sleep."

"Get some rest!"

Third Master hung upside down from the roof. The "hook" moved his body, and after shaking a few times, he landed steadily.

It wasn't to show off his skills, but because some places in the Prince's Mansion's inner house design actually hid mechanisms. They weren't ingenious, but they could quickly convey information.

This thing was actually prepared for those devils.

Soon, Xiao Yibo ran over.

"Third Master!"

Third Master looked at Xiao Yibo and said, "There are clouds in the sky. Let's put up an umbrella down below."

Xiao Yibo heard this and looked up at the sky.

Third Master asked:

"What did you see?"

Xiao Yibo replied, "I didn't see anything, but this subordinate understands."

"Go."

"Yes!"

After Xiao Yibo left, Xue San flashed to the front of the artificial mountain in the middle courtyard. There was a tunnel leading to the underground here, where Shatuo Queshi was lying.

However, Third Master didn't come to find Shatuo Queshi this time. Instead, he walked to the artificial mountain and reached out to pull out an iron chain from a recessed stone crevice.

Don't look down on Third Master for being small, he was strong.

When everyone hadn't been promoted yet, the master was conscripted into the civilian labor force. The small Third Master carried a bamboo basket and could put all three people's weapons and packages in it. When he carried it and walked, he was still as light as a swallow.

Third Master began to drag the chain,

The upper part was dragging,

And the lower part produced a series of reactions.

"Clang clang clang," "swish swish swish,"

A series of such dense sounds echoed continuously in the secret room below.

Shatuo Queshi's coffin was still lying there safely.

For Shatuo Queshi, he was responsible for resisting when the real enemies invaded the Prince's Mansion. When the so-called enemies were in the sky, it was not within Shatuo Queshi's jurisdiction.

But as Third Master continued to pull the chain above,

In the stone door in Shatuo Queshi's area, a series of mechanisms were also turning rapidly.

In the end,

The incomparably strong iron cage also vibrated;

Even the black-armored man who was bound by the iron cage shook.

Above,

Third Master estimated the length of the pull,

Then looked up at the sky again,

He didn't continue to pull, but took out a dagger and nailed the iron chain to the ground. He then sat down on the end of the dagger handle.

"Don't worry, I'll wait and see."

In his early years, after seeing Shatuo Queshi's scene in front of the Zhenbei Marquis's Mansion, the master's belief was: I may not become as powerful as Shatuo Queshi, but I must have enough "Zhenbei Army" protecting me;

Later, the conditions were better;

Sword Saint, this level of individual combat power peak existence, was also "bound" by the master's side. There was also a Shatuo Queshi sleeping below, so he finally didn't have to worry about being assassinated in the middle of the night by some neuropathic master.

But,

People's desire for security has no limit.

Especially the last time on the Wangjiang ice, the master was invited "up the mountain" by the one from the back of the Qian Kingdom. Although the master came down by himself, it was really thrilling and exciting.

This kind of "clown," he often doesn't fight you head-on, but he can always disgust you.

Back then, when Cang Fuzi entered Yanjing to cut off the Great Yan Dragon Vein, the Yan Emperor faced it calmly with the majestic posture of an emperor of the ages;

But Zheng Fan was different from Ji Runhao. What he wanted was a steady happiness.

So since the attack on Wangjiang last time, Zheng Fan ordered Blindman and others to start preparing the Prince's Mansion to deal with these otherworldly people.

In short,

One main point,

Let those "shitty" immortals, if they dare to come, we can fight, and we have to knock him down!

The simplest and most effective way is to use the same method to deal with the same opponent, and defeat them in their "environment."

The iron chain under Third Master was the ultimate weapon.

The master, oh no, the entire Prince's Mansion, has always liked to use this kind of "harmful" thing. There was no one they didn't dare to use, and no object they didn't dare to borrow.

Zheng Fan had almost ordered the black-armored man to be melted, but because Tiantian took the initiative to enter and uncovered some secrets, the black-armored man was spared and has been preserved to this day;

But the materials and everything had already been prepared, and the craftsmen had also been summoned. Based on the principle of not wasting, Blindman used his own world's array formation methods, combined with Blindman's mechanism skills, and also integrated A Ming's vampire magic concepts, plus Si Niang's "threading the needle" arrangement;

Gathering the wisdom and experience of several devils together, the secret room, especially the prison room below, was truly transformed.

Right now,

As long as Xue San pulled the iron chain under him a palm's length further,

The blood in the instruments at the top of the prison room below would be shaken down.

Right now, above the iron cage, rows of instruments containing blood were swaying seductively. The originally sealed blood had begun to exude a slight fishy smell.

With A Ming in the Prince's Mansion, there was no shortage of blood sources.

It's just that A Ming could carry his blood pack, Kaxi'er, and drink it freely in the wine cellar, and pick and choose;

As for this one,

He, who should have fallen into absolute silence,

Actually raised his head slightly at this time,

His lips trembled slightly,

With a kind of longing.

Unfortunately, the Third Master above didn't understand the situation. After calculating the distance, he deliberately hung him like this.

After all,

The black-armored man was an existence that could not be underestimated;

He was intercepted by his own master when he hadn't fully recovered. If he were to fully recover, Sword Saint, even opening his second grade, probably wouldn't be able to split him, because he had already broken away from the category of "human."

"Are you anxious?"

Third Master muttered to himself,

"Don't worry, don't worry, wait a little longer, wait a little longer."

…

"Chief Manager Xiao!"

"Chief Manager Xiao!"

Xiao Yibo came to the Prince's Mansion's next door.

The Prince of Pingxi's Mansion didn't actually occupy as much land as imagined. Of course, for Zheng Fan, who lived in a pigeon cage in his previous life, his own mansion was really big enough.

And because except for Si Niang's signing room being in the Prince's Mansion, the other government offices didn't work in the Prince's Mansion, so pursuing too much area for the Prince's Mansion was meaningless.

But, the "next door" to the Prince's Mansion has always been a top priority.

The eastern neighbor of the Prince's Mansion was the Sword Saint's small courtyard.

And the western courtyard of the Prince's Mansion had three places. They seemed to be inhabited, but in fact, it was just an appearance.

Xiao Yibo walked here, holding a token, and signaled to open the door to the dungeon.

The dungeon wasn't deep. After all, digging a very deep dungeon near the Prince's Mansion would also be a threat to the Prince's Mansion's own safety.

When Xiao Yibo walked down,

What he saw,

Were dozens of disheveled men and women. Each of them wore chains and was emaciated.

Some of them, their clothes weren't so dirty, and you could see the star marks embroidered on their clothes.

In the central position of these dozens of men and women,

There was an old man who had a relatively large area alone,

His sitting posture was also very casual.

After Xiao Yibo came down, the old man raised his head and looked at him.

Then,

The old man was stunned.

Because he saw that Xiao Yibo was blindfolded, and his ears were plugged with things.

It's not to say that after you "don't see" and "don't listen," you can resist all methods, but it can indeed make most methods fail or become less effective.

The old man's name was Tagan. He was a snowfield star guide, not high in position or power, but a very influential existence.

Since being named Earl, Zheng Fan began the "cultural output" to the snowfield;

In Zheng Fan and Blindman's view, the snowfield's star belief was a spiritual connection generated under special circumstances. In a harsh natural environment, everyone could look up at the brilliant stars at night to gain hope.

This wasn't good, because Zheng Fan was guarding the Xuehai Pass. It was feared that the snowfield barbarians would never be able to enter the pass again like when the Barbarian King was there, so the benevolent Zheng Earl Zheng Marquis Zheng Prince let them believe in the beauty of the afterlife as much as possible.

With output, there was naturally squeezing out.

At first, everyone still had exchanges, but when the Prince of Pingxi's Mansion was established, the Prince's Mansion's power consolidated Jindong, and began to increase the deterrent force against the snowfield, the original lone god-stick suddenly found that behind him, there were more and more Jindong iron cavalry standing, and the efficiency of evangelism was greatly enhanced at once.

The Qian people have never understood this truth. Culture must be added with a big stick to be invincible.

In this way, under the pressure of the Prince's Mansion, many barbarian tribes had to hand over the star guides in their tribes. Even more so, in order to get the reward from the Prince's Mansion, they would help to hunt down the guides.

The dozens of guides in the dungeon right now were all captured in this way, and then sent to the Prince's Mansion's next door in Fengxin City for custody.

These people were carefully selected, because the star guide was not born from a meteor falling down. Just like Shatuo Queshi back then, they also had their own mother clan tribe.

And these tribes were still within the range that the Xuehai Pass iron cavalry could strike.

With worries and concerns, they could be kneaded.

Xiao Yibo said:

"Do you see the sky?"

The star guides present all raised their heads. Above them was the solid stone wall of the dungeon;

But here, many people actually sensed the movement above.

"The great and benevolent Prince of Pingxi has given you an opportunity, an opportunity to save yourselves and your mother clan behind you. Now, you take action to block, slap away, or even poke out the eyes that dare to peer into the Prince's Mansion.

Let the Prince's Mansion,

Let the Prince,

Think you are useful."

Tagan said, "What are the conditions? What can we get..."

Xiao Yibo "couldn't hear," but he could roughly guess a rhythm. He was completely speaking according to his own preset prophecy:

"Don't mention conditions, because once it is proven that you are useless, not only you yourselves will be burned to death;

Your mother clan behind you will also lose the need to continue to exist.

Never negotiate with the Prince's Mansion,

Because you are not qualified."

Xiao Yibo raised his head again,

While raising his hands,

He said:

"Alright, you can start now."

The surrounding guides all looked at Tagan. He was the one who made the decisions among these guides.

Tagan wasn't angry. To be precise, he had long been clear about the Prince of Pingxi's Mansion's overbearing and ruthlessness towards the snowfield. Unlike the previous snowfield tribes killing each other to compete for pastures, the Prince of Pingxi's Mansion had been firmly digging the roots of the snowfield barbarians from the beginning!

But,

What can I do?

Tagan said:

"Everyone, give me the power of the stars, for the sake of the tribe, don't hold back. Whoever dies, whoever is liberated first."

…

Above Fengxin City,

At first,

The Buddha's image was steadily suppressing the blue bird, but later, the blue bird began to resist.

Whenever the Buddha's hand clenched down, the blue bird could penetrate the Buddha's hand and come out;

A battle of attrition was taking place between the two sides.

It can be said that the Taoist priest chose the right path from the beginning.

He was sure that there were no true Buddhas in the world. If the two monks in the Hulu Temple could manifest, they were not the real bodies after all. If they were consumed, they could be consumed.

The fact was indeed the case.

The Buddha's image originally wanted to get it done once and for all, and directly crushed this blue bird with thunderous force, but as time went on, the Buddha's image was inevitably being virtualized.

In the Hulu Temple outside the city, the old monk no longer rang the bell, but looked at his little disciple with concern in his eyes.

The little monk said, "He has to be taught how to cultivate."

The bowl was too small. Even if there was a river next to it, this bowl still couldn't hold too much.

Hearing this, the old monk's old face turned red and said, "Master, I can't cultivate."

What he had done the most in his life was to cheat food and drink;

Of course, this was also his cultivation, and he had also cultivated Buddhist principles and Buddhist affinity; but he was clear that the cultivation that his "disciple" was talking about was not his kind of cultivation.

"Then find someone to teach him," said the little monk.

"Okay, Master understands, Master understands."

The little monk sighed,

And said:

"I can't hold on any longer."

The old monk was shocked and hurriedly said, "What can be done?"

The little monk shook his head and said, "Flirting eyes, I'm afraid it's all wasted. I didn't know before, but when I got to the sky, I realized that people have their own preparations.

What a pity,

This time, it can only be considered a hard work, but it can also be considered a relationship. Use it well. That one is indeed willing to recognize human debts."

The old monk said shyly, "Master understands this."

The little monk raised his hand,

The next moment,

The Buddha's image above stretched out his hand, but did not grab the blue bird again, but pointed to a location in the city, the... coffin shop.

Then,

The Buddha's image dissipated;

The little monk also tilted his body,

And fell to the ground.

Third Master in the Prince's Mansion stood up with his left foot on the dagger, quickly calculating the angle of the Buddha's final finger in his mind…

He was one of the earliest people to participate in the transformation of Fengxin City, and his spies had long ago figured out everything in the city.

To put it bluntly, if a top assassin couldn't even understand the city they lived in, they would really have no face to live in.

"Someone!"

Third Master had no way to leave by himself, so he could only call for someone.

Then,

A signal flower was released,

A total of six teams of brocade-clad guards began to swarm towards the street where the coffin shop was located.

Third Master himself,

Continued to step on the dagger, fixing the iron chain, and said with some regret:

"Damn, I really want to see you take action, hehe."

…

"After all, it's illusory. We Taoists should cultivate ourselves to seek proof of the Heavenly Dao, rather than expecting the so-called gods and ghosts in the name of vanity!"

The Taoist priest relied on his own foundation to defeat the opponent who was almost "possessed by a god."

At this time,

Although he was also very tired,

He was still heroic and unrestrained.

The blue bird above Fengxin City circled three times after there was no obstruction, and then swooped down towards the Prince's Mansion.

"Buzz!"

But at this time,

It was clearly broad daylight,

But above the sky,

A star appeared, and it directly smashed down on the blue bird!

This was a straightforward attack,

Using the way that the otherworldly people rejected and resisted the most, as soon as they met, they were fighting for their lives, fighting for their origins, and fighting for their foundations!

"Ah!!!!!!!”

The blue bird in the sky let out a scream.

The Taoist priest in the coffin shop also had blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, with a look of horror in his eyes.

In the dungeon next to the Prince's Mansion,

All the star guides spat out a mouthful of blood at this time, and their expressions were sluggish, but everyone had a smile on their faces.

Tagan shouted:

"Continue to crash, whoever dies will be liberated, whoever dies will have the tribe owe a favor;

We are now worse than pigs and dogs,

We only seek death!"

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