Chapter 1201: Almost Got Tricked

With a few bangs, the solid wooden door of the prison began to burn, and the arrows shot through the window into the prison exploded and ignited the hay inside.

From where He Lingchuan was standing now, he could still see the fire in the prison suddenly rising and getting brighter and brighter.

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"I've been to this city. The wall is three feet high." In the woods outside Jucheng, Fu Liushan asked his teammates, "How long can you hold your breath while running?"

Everyone looked at each other and said at least two hundred breaths. The breathing of practitioners is long and the heart and lung function is strong.

So Fu Liushan gave everyone else a talisman: "Put on the clothes and armor of the Pisha people, and then wear this ghost shadow talisman. Remember to hold your breath before wearing it, and ordinary people will not be able to see you, just like you can't see ghosts. But as long as you exhale, the invisibility effect of the talisman will disappear, and it will take five breaths to activate it again, so-"

"We have to hold our breath to climb through the city gate and enter Jucheng. There may be an ambush in the city, so don't be careless when you go in, and don't step on the soft ground." So as not to leave footprints.

They were at the south gate, and a guard said, "If we go in from the north, there is a row of low houses behind the city gate that can accommodate us."

"You know, but the Pisha people don't know?" Fu Liushan glared, "Get ready, wear the talisman!"

Everyone quickly changed into the Pisha military uniform, took a few deep breaths, held their breath, wore the talisman, and then quietly approached the north city gate and climbed up.

The vision after wearing the talisman was very strange, showing a thick grayish white, but it was not hindered by the darkness and could see very far.

Is this the vision of ghosts?

There were guards on the city wall coming and going, occasionally walking.

A few team members were about to pass through them, and suddenly there was a flash of light in the city, and then someone shouted loudly!

"Enemy attack!"

"Fire!"

The guards on the city wall immediately ran and rushed to the other side to look at the inner city.

Fu Liushan himself was almost hit, and the guard's big mouth almost kissed the back of his head. He was so scared that his body tilted, and the man brushed his shoulder and rushed over, bringing a gust of wind.

It was a close call, we were almost exposed!

What kind of enemy attack, why at this time?

Besides our own side, who else would come here to cause trouble in the middle of the night?

The other team members were also very smart, hiding and avoiding. Although there were dangers everywhere, they didn't really run into anyone.

But the team looked down and saw a long array of developing lights.

Can they make it?

Everyone looked at each other, and finally went to see Fu Liushan together.

Fu Liushan also hesitated. This developing light can even show real ghosts. The ghost talisman they posted is useless. Once they go down, they will be exposed and attract all the ambushes in the city.

But if they don't go down, they will be discovered if they hold their breath.

What should they do? Should they retreat the same way?

He was feeling embarrassed, and the gatekeeper shouted a few words, and the soldiers on the top of the city sent out more than 30 people and lined up to go down the wall.

It happened that the ladder entrance was shrouded in the shadow of the city gate tower. Fu Liushan saw it and had an idea, and gestured to everyone:

Go!

Everyone sneaked into the shadows, and they took off the ghost shadow talisman and followed closely until the last Bisha soldier in front of them walked down the ladder!

What's so great about the development array?

They were wearing Bisha military uniforms, and they had to wade through this array openly!

When passing through the array, everyone's heart was in their throat, fearing that there would be a shout from the back, and then arrows would rain down.

Fortunately, it didn't happen.

The team lowered their heads and followed into the alley.

Fu Liushan quietly used the "ghost eye" spell, and could even see the surging crowd behind the low house.

Living people have energy, and the blood of soldiers is more vigorous than ordinary people. This is how ghosts see people. Fu Liushan simulated the "ghost eye" and could find the so-called "popularity".

There are indeed many people ambushing here!

Fortunately, they slipped over. If they were exposed, they would be chopped into minced meat by the crowd.

Following the army in front and turning a few corners, the team put on the ghost talisman and quietly left the team, crossed the empty street, slipped behind a row of shops, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Huh, they are exposed.

"Sure enough, there is an ambush!"

"What happened in the city?"

Another team member said: "I heard from the guards that the place where the fire is soaring is the direction of the county government."

"Hey? Did someone take the initiative before us?"

Everyone looked at Fu Liushan, who was panting the most: "Why are you looking at me? It's not me who did it. Did your general send someone else?"

I'm old, and it's so tiring to hold my breath!

Everyone could only shake their heads and didn't know.

"Master Fu, what should we do now?" Someone asked, "The fire is soaring, even if we rush to the prison, the county is prepared."

"Since there is an ambush, your young master may not be stuffed in the prison." Fu Liushan was very calm, "Someone went to try and error, and diverted the attention of the officers and soldiers for us. This is a good thing."

Those tricky people almost pitted them just now!

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Suddenly attacked, fires were everywhere, and there was a cry of surprise in the prison.

Soon, an officer pushed open the prison door and rushed out in a panic.

The officer outside angrily said: "Where are the prisoners? Don't burn them all!"

So a bunch of people rushed in to escort the prisoners.

The prison courtyard was soon filled with prisoners, about 17 or 18. But He Lingchuan looked at it with the light of the fire, and there were no familiar faces.

Situ He either had not been rescued or was unfortunately shot to death by him, or he was not imprisoned here at all.

Ahem, he thought the former possibility was very small.

At this time, someone below was already shouting: "Tower, tower shot an arrow!"

They had already reacted, where the arrow came from.

The people in the tower climbed up to the roof to check and saw only three dead bodies and three crossbows. Where could there be anyone else?

Oh no, I've been tricked!

The man climbed down the tower and ran into the office to report.

He Lingchuan was waiting for this moment.

When the messenger passed under the tree, a spider as big as a rice grain fell and landed on his shoulder.

It was so light that it did not attract his attention.

The eyeball spider crawled into his collar and lurked.

So He Lingchuan quickly eavesdropped on the conversation in the office.

The messenger reported the situation on the tower, and the county magistrate appointed by the Bisha people asked the guard next to him:

"Is there any news from the death row prisoner?"

With just this sentence, He Lingchuan knew that Situ He was imprisoned somewhere else.

"No."

"Send a signal and see how they respond." The prison was burned down, and the county magistrate was of course worried about the death row prisoner who served as bait, fearing that this was the enemy's feint to the east and attack to the west.

"Yes." The guard responded and ran back.

The eyeball spider jumped vigorously and landed on his sleeve.

It followed the guard to the second floor of the government office.

Then, the guard took out a mirror and flashed it to the south a few times.

Very rhythmic.

This was a signal.

In order to prevent the other party from not receiving it, he sent several groups repeatedly.

However, although the buildings in the south woke up from the darkness and the lights were on, there seemed to be no flashing signal sent back.

The guard was not in a hurry. He just took out two grass knots from his arms and placed them in his palm.

About ten breaths later, one of the grass knots suddenly broke by itself.

The guard immediately took it downstairs and brought it to the county magistrate: "Sir, only one of the grass knots broke, and the prisoner is safe."

This kind of grass knot is called "Qianqian Knot". He Lingchuan has seen it from Wanqi Feng. Every time it is refined, a pair is produced. Within ten miles, as long as one of them breaks, the other will also break.

It is very convenient to use it for simple communication.

But it can only do the simplest communication, such as answering "yes" or "no".

He Lingchuan guessed at a glance that this communication probably used two sets of Qianqian knots. If one set was broken, it meant that everything was fine, and if both sets were broken, something went wrong.

The county magistrate relaxed when he heard it.

The soul-catching mirror was dissatisfied and said, "Oh, the other side uses mirrors to reflect light and send back messages. How can we locate them?"

"They use Qianqian knots instead of mirrors to reflect light because they are afraid of being discovered." He Lingchuan's eyes flickered, and he stood on the tree and looked south.

The caution of the Bisha people was beyond his expectations. But it doesn't matter, his plan can be revised at any time.

"But the reflection distance of the mirror is not far, the position of the second floor of the government office is not high enough, and there are several trees outside blocking it. The low-rise buildings in the south can't receive this signal at all."

Under the cover of night, he began to sneak south.

"So the officials who are holding the death row prisoners have to stand high to observe the reflection of the mirror." He Lingchuan continued to analyze. He had just been to Jucheng yesterday and had some impression of this place. "The streets and alleys in Jucheng are very narrow and irregular, winding and inconvenient for transporting troops. The county magistrate will not hold the death row prisoners too far away, so that it is convenient to send troops back and forth to take care of them, so at most they are within 150 meters to the south."

"Even if the scope is narrowed to within 150 meters, there are still many houses, right? How to find it?"

He Lingchuan explained: "We ate a lot of fried cakes in the south yesterday, and we know that there are mostly bungalows there. The only places with a higher view are usually..."

The Soul Mirror answered quickly: "High towers, inns, warehouses, shops!"

It is unlikely that the authorities would hold death row prisoners in houses or inns in operation.

There are no high towers in Jucheng.

Then there are only warehouses and unmanned shops left?

He Lingchuan jumped onto another big tree and looked to the south: "Jucheng is a small city. The government office was on fire and very noisy. Ordinary residents would get up to see what happened. We came to the south yesterday. Most of the shops were shops in front and houses in the back, where people lived."

"So - our target is the warehouses or shops with three floors or more that are not lit within 150 feet south of the county government office!"

Since these officials secretly detained death row prisoners, they certainly did not dare to light the lights at will.

If other residents lighted the lights, they might not dare to do so.

The scope was further narrowed, and it became very specific.

The soul-catching mirror helped the owner to find it, and soon shouted: "There, there, there, look to your left, there is a three-story building that is dark!"

He Lingchuan sneaked over and found that it was a closed inn with half of the signboard missing.

He asked the mirror: "Do you feel the formation or barrier?"

"No."

"Then it's not here." He was too lazy to go in and turned to find the next target.

Time is precious.

He Lingchuan was also unlucky and failed twice, once at a dilapidated warehouse and once at an empty carriage and horse station.