After all, seven days were a bit urgent, and Lin Yi was able to understand what the big figures in the Ministry of War and the Central Army were thinking.

The more officials who are not in the border army fight, the more promotion or removal is related to the emperor's joys and angers.

What these officials are most concerned about is naturally the emperor's joys and anger.

In the eyes of those officials, even the life and death of all the Tie Ce troops in Luoshui City may not be as important as the emperor's face.

Therefore, even if you have to delay time, you can only complete the military order and capture or kill the practitioner from Tongtai Temple alive, and not before completing it.

The biggest difficulty now is to determine the specific location of Zhou Xuanming. Although the monk from Tongtai Temple and several practitioners from the Ministry of War have managed to chase after him, Lin Yi naturally cannot bet on these people.

Without too much preparation, several carriages left the Tiece Army camp in Luoshui City and headed towards Mumen County, Bazhou at full speed.

In the front carriage, Lin Yi was constantly eating something, but was thinking, if he had been Zhou Xuanming, and after killing so many people, he knew that he must have been stared by the Southern Dynasties military, he would have escaped.

There must be a reason to kill people, even if it is a random kill.

And there will be some reason to escape wherever you want.

Why go to Mumen County?

If you can infer some of this person's intentions, you can find this person faster.

......

Whether you can have enough food and live a peaceful life is always the most concerned issue for ordinary people.

In the eyes of the powerful, people who are as stupid as ants can often produce fierce rebounds beyond expectations when these two things are threatened.

The story about the arrival of evil spirits spread faster than the visionary officials of the Ministry of War and the Central Army imagined.

The stories of these murderers who were killed indiscriminately quickly produced several detailed statements. The legend that made the officials most uneasy was that the emperor of the previous dynasty was in dispersed and led the corpse soldiers and generals back to compete for the throne.

Those several murderers were the demon generals of the emperors of the previous dynasty. As long as they seized a living soul, one more corpse soldier and corpse general would return to their souls.

This statement, which certainly sounds absurd, also has a widely circulated way of dealing with it among the people.

Yin soldiers cannot eat food from the world, so they must be full at all times and have enough yang energy to avoid being killed by Yin soldiers and taking away souls.

Such absurd statement is even confirmed by the different fates of the two villages.

On both sides of the official road from Fuyu County to Taigu County, there are many villages, one of which is called Guzhang and the other is called Nianyin. There is only an old bridge between the two villages.

The stream under the old stone bridge is also very small, and you can't wader barefoot in spring and summer, but in autumn and winter, there is not much water on the riverbed, and you can just walk directly through the riverbed.

However, overnight, more than ten households in Guzhang Village were killed, and none of them survived.

It was just across the river in Nianyin Village, but it was safe and sound.

It is said that the only difference is that the dinner in Guzhang Village is usually very light, just drinking some millet soup. Most villagers in Nianyin Village raise silkworms and have to get up several times in the middle of the night to feed silkworms. They are prone to hunger at night, so they usually eat a lot of supper and are very full.

Just one night passed, and all the familiar neighbors who had heard each other on the other side turned into terrifying corpses. The villagers in Nianyin Village were also frightened. In the next few days, except for one or two families who had nowhere to go, the rest of the villagers also temporarily defected to relatives to prevent the demon from suddenly passing through the border with the corpse soldiers.

The two originally quiet and peaceful villages suddenly became sad and deserted.

At night, when the stream under the old stone bridge gradually filled with mist, a young man and an old woman from another country appeared in a cemetery by the river.

The faces of young people from other places are covered with terrifying scars. If they are seen in the night, they will really feel that they are the demons who come out of hell.

What he did was also scary.

He dug up several graves of villagers who died that night.

These villagers were officials in the county town who were buried uniformly. They used thin-panel coffins, which were very new at this time. However, the remains in the coffin were very rotten. The corpse water not only soaked the lower half of the coffin into strange black, but also even seeped out of the wooden boards.

After digging these graves, young man from the foreign country, with terrible scars on his face, he never approached the coffins again.

Because he is Wang Pingyang.

When he smelled these corruption, the figure of the girl who died for him that day had appeared in his mind.

He already knew what was going on.

He just felt grateful.

The terrifying Demon Sect master was indeed a devil who could play with human souls in his palms. If he was trapped in darkness that day and could not extricate himself from Lin Yi on the battlefield, he would have felt light today, and he would have no difference from the practitioners who killed these village names.

"This has something to do with the Demon Sect."

However, next, when the middle-aged woman who had been busy opening these coffins for a while stood up and whispered this sentence, he was still extremely shocked.

This woman is naturally Huang Qiutang, the holy hand of Medicine Valley, who even Yuan Yan thought was dead.

Of course, Wang Pingyang knew that these corpses had more than common sense corruption just because they were extracted some vitality by the martial arts taught by the Demon Sect... But how could she make such an inference?

He was silent for a moment, and then decided what he wanted to do.

"I know."

He looked at Huang Qiutang and continued, "But how could you know it too."

Of course, it is impossible to be stupid to be able to become the most outstanding talent in a certain field, let alone escape from the Demon Sect. This seemingly ordinary peasant woman, the saint of Medicine Valley, is actually much smarter than ordinary people.

Her body shook slightly.

She looked at Wang Pingyang in shock in the darkness, and at the hideous scars on his face, she finally understood what this young Southern Dynasty practitioner had experienced.

Her heart suddenly felt infinite respect.

"You...you were one of them too?"

She said this with a trembling voice, but she felt something was wrong, and immediately shook her head and said, "The Demon Sect also wants to turn you into one of them?"

Wang Pingyang nodded slowly.

"The true essence is also composed of vital energy, and the medicinal energy is naturally also various vital energy." Huang Qiutang looked at the young man with respect and answered his previous question, "The magic sect's martial arts are related to the medicines he asked me to help him cultivate before."

Wang Pingyang looked at her and knew that she didn't know much about the Demon Sect, and both he and Huang Qiutang needed to know more.

So he nodded and said softly: "After killing someone, the magic sect's martial arts can convert the opponent's vitality into some directly absorbed spiritual energy, and then turn it into his own true energy."

"So it's very simple. Killing people can improve their cultivation, kill people, swallow their vital energy, and melt them into their true energy." Huang Qiutang looked at him and did not spend more time thinking. "The true energy of his martial arts is like an initiator that transforms vital energy, and those medicines are also medicinal initiators. It is either useful when he first practices this martial arts and forms such true energy, or it can solve some problems in his cultivation process."

"Do you think there is something wrong with his martial arts?" Wang Pingyang heard the implicit meaning of Huang Qiutang's words.

"There are problems, or imperfections. But this is just my guess." Huang Qiutang looked at the young man, knowing that there was no need to hide it, and then said: "Any powerful means of medicine and practice should be followed in theory. Throughout history, if you take too much spiritual medicine, it will be inconvenient to have direct disadvantages. If you take too much medicine, it will be useless to take more medicine. It is three parts poisonous. Even if this technique can directly seize other people's true energy, I think the same is true if you take too much."

Wang Pingyang listened to these words and thought about what the woman did in these days. He also thought about some things clearly. "After you arrived in the Southern Dynasties, you have always wanted to investigate what problems there are in this martial art."

Huang Qiutang nodded, "If it is poisonous, there will be an antidote, but if there is an antidote, there will be something even more toxic."

"So you also want to find a way to deal with the Demon Sect, and you also want to avenge those who were killed by the Demon Sect." Wang Pingyang looked at the woman, and the respect in his heart arose.

"This route does not seem to be a good route to get rid of the pursuit of Southern Dynasties practitioners." Huang Qiutang said: "Where he wants to go from here, what do he want to do?"
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