Summoning
Chapter 120 Subpoena
Wu Hao widened his eyes, looked at him, and then at the three people behind him: "Are you crazy? Are you really swordsmen? The swordsman that Senior Brother Lou mentioned is not like you!"
Li Wuxiang laughed: "Other swordsmen are not the same, but I am an exception. The people who taught me my method said that I had evil intentions."
"You just have evil intentions! No way!" Wu Hao shouted, "This is not my business. You have destroyed my cultivation. How can I go back to the garrison? What will Senior Brother Lou do if someone sees that something is wrong? I said Are you that brave? Can't you just ask someone to come back with me? Can't you understand everything after I take you to see Brother Lou?"
Li Wuxiang turned around and looked at the three people behind him. Pan Muyun nodded: "At least he is not dead. Let's do this. I will go with him to see Senior Brother Lou, and you guys wait here."
Zeng Jianqiu was about to speak, but Pan Muyun said solemnly: "I am holding the sword. At this time, listen to me. There is nothing else to say. Old Zeng, especially you, if I am caught, since you are a descendant of the Coffin City wealthy family, then you There are more ways than me.”
Zeng Jianqiu shook his head: "If you are caught, you will die, and the end will not be good, but I will be different. Lao Pan, since you know that you are holding a sword, just-"
The two people started arguing, but Li Wuxiang ignored them and squatted down to look at Wu Hao: "What does the cell that holds Senior Brother Lou look like? How is he locked up? How to get in?"
Wu Hao frowned and looked at him: "Go and ask Senior Brother Zeng. If you don't believe me, why are you asking me?"
Li Wuxiang smiled at him: "Hey, I told you not to be angry, it's all for the sake of the clan. I will definitely ask, Senior Brother Zeng, but I will ask you first to know if there is any discrepancy between what you told him. Right?"
Wu Hao let out a long sigh: "I'm really annoyed by you. These savages outside you are really... really... really dirty-hearted. Why is it so hard to trust others? Okay, listen, Senior Brother Lou is imprisoned in the mountain master's house, and the mountain master is not bad to him. He has a big room with all the living utensils, books, and books to read, and he can also go out and walk in the yard. "
"His cultivation has been abolished, twice in a row, and he will no longer be able to practice in this life, so there are not many people looking at him, only two. But this is on the surface, secretly ambush There are more, they are all from the guard house, I know where they are, they are just waiting for you to come and save him——"
"Only you are the soldiers? Where are the practitioners of the True Form Sect?"
"Master Wu Shan is in the mansion and is already a god. Senior Brother Lou's cell is actually the guest courtyard of the mansion. What other cultivators are needed? Those in the mansion are also because Senior Brother Lou is from the Sword Sect. People have sneaked into the city again, and this matter is also related to the garrison, so we have to send people there. "
"Then if I go, how can I talk to him?"
"I'll tell you where the ambush is. Get rid of the two people guarding the door. Whether you can talk to him or not depends on your ability. You have so many things on your mind, do you want me to think about it?"
Li Wuxiang nodded: "So, apparently the supervision on him is very loose. Can you give him something?"
"Yes. Who is Senior Brother Lou? In Coffin City more than thirty years ago, everyone knew him, and there were countless people who had received his guidance. Most people in these years did not know that he was a traitor. "Teach me, just treat it as a violation of the commandments. If you want to give him something, there are a lot of elixirs, magical materials, clothing and food utensils."
"Okay." Li Wuxiang stood up and walked to Zeng Jianqiu, and asked him a few more questions about these things. Zeng Jianqiu answered while arguing with Pan Muyun. Li Wuxiang thought carefully for a while, "I said, neither of you should go, it's better for me to go."
The two of them were stunned, and Li Wuxiang looked at Zeng Jianqiu: "You must know that among us, I am the best at concealing my whereabouts and adapting to changes. Once something happens, I have a way to prevent them from catching me. If they catch me, I can't die either."
Zeng Jianqiu frowned and thought for a while, then looked at his chest again: "We don't know all the abilities of Zhenxing Dao——"
"Me too, I've made some progress these days." Li Wuxiang said a few other words with embarrassment - these three swordsmen should feel that they are careful enough, but he feels that their methods are still a bit rough and unfair. Calm down, especially Zeng Jianqiu.
If he had the exact same identity and background, the current situation would never be so passive. He would spend at least half a month planning carefully. Not to mention rescuing Lou He, it might not be impossible to turn Coffin City into chaos.
Zeng Jianqiu was silent for another moment and looked at Pan Muyun: "Let's stop fighting and tell him to go."
Pan Muyun was stunned and frowned slightly: "You don't trust me, but you trust him?"
"If Feijian kills people, I don't worry about you. But now, he is right about this kind of thing. We are not as good as him. Lao Pan, don't ask too much. If you believe me, I will believe him."
Pan Muyun thought about it again and nodded: "Okay."
Two quarters of an hour later, Li Wuxiang and Wu Hao were walking on the road leading to Coffin City.
Wu Haoyu was still angry and said nothing with a straight face. Li Wuxiang walked for a while and looked at him: "You said before that we outsiders are savages, so you mean the folk customs in Coffin City are very good?"
Wu Hao glanced at him: "At least my classmates won't force me to take medicine."
"Hey, think of the good news. We didn't destroy your cultivation. As for the medicine you took, it is said that if you don't have the antidote within three days, you will definitely die from the poison, but you never thought that you might take it. Is it a sugar pill? Our hearts are so dirty, maybe we are playing tricks on you?”
Wu Hao stopped talking.
Li Wuxiang walked with him in silence for a while, paying attention to the road under his feet.
This road is very wide, with drainage ditches dug on both sides. The road surface is obviously hardened, with a layer of sand and gravel on the surface, and there should be a thick layer of gravel underneath, and there must be something below. He has never seen this level of road construction outside the parish, and it is very close to the level of rural roads where he came from decades ago.
Combined with Wu Hao's talk about the "heart" of people outside the church, Li Wuxiang realized that the coffin city must be more prosperous and wealthy than he imagined. Outside the parish, the swordsman is already a group of people with the highest moral standards, but if Wu Hao is not a spy of the True Form Church, then only in a very rich and superior environment can a person like him be raised - there is a natural lack of survival crisis and omnipresent danger, and he is so stupid that he jokes when he meets with the swordsman.
Thinking of this, all the stupid things Xu Daosheng did became reasonable.
This kind of stupidity is actually a kind of happiness for ordinary people. As a visitor from another world, he felt that the coffin city was extremely cruel when treating ordinary people. But considering the appearance outside the parish, there should be many people there who would envy the life here.
A thought came to his mind - the question of the life and death of Taiyi Dao.
The thirty-six sects outside the diocese looked like a group of scattered sands, only caring about the cultivation within their own sects, and not like Taiyi Dao who had the lofty goal of saving Donghuang Taiyi. But now that he knew the situation in Guancheng, Li Wuxiang realized that Taiyi Dao's situation was actually very delicate, and the future did not seem optimistic.
Solving Donghuang Taiyi was to revive the destiny of humanity, and reviving the destiny of humanity was to return to the situation of the world living and working in peace and contentment during the Ye Dynasty three thousand years ago.
Then, if one day the territory of the six mysterious sects was large enough and the magical powers were strong enough, such as the True Form Sect, which opened up a paradise for ordinary people in the desert and Gobi, and treated them more tolerantly - then where would the morality of Taiyi Dao exist? I'm afraid that it will slowly perish.
After another quarter of an hour, the two entered the coffin city. Like Deyang outside the diocese, the coffin city had no walls. It was already afternoon, and the coffin mountain behind the city cast a huge shadow, almost covering the entire city.
The roads in the city were better than those outside the city, and they were almost all slabs. The houses on both sides of the street were also all built of stone, supplemented by wood, and painted on the exterior walls. When Li Wuxiang saw these buildings and the people on the street, he felt a subtle sense of tearing in his heart.
Because the houses on the street were very beautiful. The houses in Deyang were also beautiful, but he understood that it was because when he observed, he looked at it from the perspective of a visitor from another world, and felt that everything he saw was very novel and ancient. But if it was seen by locals who had lived there for a long time, they would only think that everything was justified, even a little shabby.
The beauty of the houses in the coffin city was a pure aesthetic beauty. The houses were carefully designed and built with superb craftsmanship. Most of the painted exterior walls were white, and there were also some earth yellow, light green, gray and black mixed in, which made the colors more colorful.
Another difference is that these houses are not very close to each other. Almost all of them have small terraces in front of the door or on the second floor, with wooden round stools or rattan chairs on them, which reminds him of a word - "villa".
Only people with a rich life and leisure will build terraces, which at least means that there is no shortage of living space in the house.
As for the people on the street, as he thought, they all look healthy, nearly half a head taller than people outside the parish, and very few are ugly.
When walking on the streets of Deyang, because there are vendors on both sides of the road, the hawking sounds make the streets very lively. The streets of Coffin City are also noisy, but the noise comes from the pedestrians on the road - they all have smiles on their faces, relax and talk to each other, and this scene almost reminds him of the world he left.
Wu Hao walked up to here with his head down. Seeing Li Wuxiang looking around, he seemed to be in a better mood, so he sneered: "Brother Lou said that the reason why the Sword Sect does not often ask ordinary disciples to go to the diocese is that they are afraid that they will see the appearance of the diocese and their Taoism will be unstable. Li Wuxiang, how do you feel now?"
"The road is not paved flat enough, it is easy to trip. There are a lot of debris on the roadside, it is not clean. Isn't there a road sweeper in the coffin city? For example, someone who specializes in sweeping the debris on the road?"
Wu Hao frowned: "There are outside?"
"Anyway, there are some places."
Wu Hao thought about it and seemed too lazy to refute: "If you say it is, then it is, no rush, I will know whether what you said is true or false in a few days. You should follow me well, so that no one will come to check you, and then think about how to talk to Brother Lou."
The two walked through three more streets. During this time, Wu Hao greeted several town soldiers and went straight to the foot of the coffin mountain.
The Mountain Lord's Mansion where Wu Shanzhu was located was far away from the downtown, hidden in a forest surrounded by streams. It covered a very large area and was surrounded by towering stone walls. From a distance, a three-story fortress stood at the highest point of the terrain, overlooking the entire coffin city below.
Li Wuxiang thought that he would have to go through strict inspection to enter the City Lord's Mansion, but there was no one guarding the gate and the door was open. When Wu Hao walked into the gate, he saw lush forests, bamboos, lakes and flowing water, like a huge garden.
There were many people walking around, some of them looked like soldiers like Wu Hao, some looked like servants, and some, wearing khaki Taoist robes, were either meditating with their eyes closed in the beautiful scenery, or sitting and chatting in groups of three or two, with snacks and fruits in front of them. They were not surprised to see him and Wu Hao from a distance.
Li Wuxiang thought for a moment and realized that this place should not be called the City Lord's Mansion.
Wu Hao had said before that there would be many disciples sent to wander around in the Coffin City. It seemed that those wearing khaki Taoist robes were the ones. This place should be considered a school, and Wu Shanzhu should be equivalent to the principal - Shanzhu, Shanzhang, these two titles are indeed very similar.
The two of them walked through this mansion and gradually went deeper. After turning around a small hill covered with ancient trees, they saw a courtyard with high white walls. This should be at the foot of the Coffin Mountain. The tower where the mountain lord lived on the left was hidden by the trees, and only a corner of the eaves could be seen. The back half of this courtyard was embedded in the stone wall of the mountain, with only three walls.
This is the place where Wu Hao said Lou He was imprisoned.
However, there were a lot of people in front of the courtyard - more than a dozen monks of the True Form Sect, either standing or lying on the ground, gathered on the grass by the roadside in front of the courtyard, talking loudly. They also brought servants with them, holding paper and pens in their hands. Some stood beside these practitioners, and some waited at the gate of the courtyard.
When Li Wuxiang approached, he saw a servant in blue clothes pushing the door out of the courtyard, holding a piece of paper solemnly in his hand and handing it back to one of the cultivators.
So the others immediately came over to take a look. After a moment of silence, some nodded slightly, some frowned in thought, and some clapped their hands and cheered: "Lou Xingxing still understands it very well! It turns out that the key is here! I actually practiced it wrong before!"
They... seemed to be discussing the experience of cultivation with Lou He in the courtyard through writing!
Li Wuxiang breathed a sigh of relief. When he saw Xu Daosheng's treatment of Jianghu casual cultivators in Ranshan, he had a very bad impression of the Six Departments Xuanjiao. But now that he has seen these practitioners, he has realized this kind of atmosphere in the Xuanjiao, which seems to be rare in his previous life. It is really hard to describe.
Wu Hao stopped at the edge of a clump of trees, took a step to the side and approached Li Wuxiang, raised his finger and pointed without hesitation, as if he was introducing the monks to him: "There are seven people from the garrison nearby-"
He told them their locations one by one: "You asked me if I could send clothes, food and utensils, yes. But like these people, everything sent in must be checked by the people inside. If you also want to use paper to send messages like them, I'm afraid it won't work. As long as it is not about cultivation, everything will be confiscated."
Li Wuxiang nodded: "Is there any blind spot that can't see what I'm doing for the time being?"
Wu Hao pointed to the right side of the forest: "All of them, just go in. What are you going to do? Master Wu is in the tower, as long as you start-"
"Count to thirty, and then go into the forest. You will see a fur coat on the ground, send it in to Lou He, and then find a way to take it out, and put it back where you will take it later."