Chapter 234: It’s dark at night.
Li Qingxian from the Punishment Department smiled and raised his hands to Song Yunjing and his wife in the room, and said, “It’s late at night. I’ll see off Senior Sister. Next time I have a chance, I will definitely try Auntie’s fish soup again.” “As long as it’s late at night
. When the young concubine comes, there must be fish soup. This child is good in everything, but he is too thin and pitiful." Mrs. Song showed a kind smile.
Song Baige winked in the distance.
The two walked out of Song's house, and Ye Weixin's carriage was parked outside.
"I'll take you out of the city."
"Yes."
After getting on the carriage, Li Qingxian chatted as if nothing was wrong, while Jiang Youfei was as calm as ever.
After leaving the gate of the Divine Capital City, the moon shines on the earth and the stars shine brightly.
"I'm leaving." Jiang Youfei's face was calm, and she used her magic power to fly away like a fairy under the moon.
"Send a message when you get home." Li Qingxian said.
Watching the white shadows gradually disappear at night, Li Qingxian got on the carriage and returned to the patrol department.
The Ministry of Punishment did not issue any documents regarding the tracking of Chen Zhu, nor did they send anyone to find Li Qingxian.
Li Qingxian practices quietly every day.
Get a lucky fish every day.
The moment the sun set, Li Qingxian walked out of the Night Guard Yamen, and Song Baige stood outside a carriage, without the usual playful smile, just looking over quietly.
The two nodded and Li Qingxian got in the car.
The carriage moved forward slowly.
"Are you all ready?"
"Yes."
"Get off the carriage and put this on." Song Baige said, handing out a white square scarf.
"You need to mask up in battle?"
"To block the smell of blood, it's also to identify your identity."
Li Qingxian took it.
After a while, the carriage stopped.
"Put it on." Song Baige picked up the white cloth square, folded it into a triangle, put it on and tied it, leaving only his eyes exposed.
"Let's go."
Under the night, two men with white cloth masks stepped out of the carriage and stood outside the gate of a courtyard.
In the courtyard, groups of white cloth-masked people stood neatly.
Walking into the gate, Song Baige said: "Attack team, the fourth brigade, the fifth squadron, and the second squadron literary cultivator Song Baige will bring reinforcements, life magician and Taoist cultivator Li Qingxian to join the team." In the yard, hundreds of pairs of bright black eyes looked over
.
Li Qingxian heard the slightly strange team name and knew that it was to avoid taboos from above. He gave up the military title and switched to the simplest naming method.
"Here." Someone from the second team waved.
Song Baige and Li Qingxian arrived at the second team, plus Li Qingxian, eleven people.
The person waving the hand raised his hand to Li Qingxian and said: "Fu Mingcheng, the leader of the second team, a seventh-grade literary cultivator, you are in my team for this six-department attack. Let me briefly introduce you." Li Qingxian raised his hand to everyone and said
: "Night Guard Li Qingxian, eighth grade, knows a little bit about destiny and a little about thunder."
Song Baige then introduced himself, and then everyone introduced him one after another.
After the introduction, Li Qingxian returned to the team and stood at the back with Song Baige.
Not long after, the squadron leader in the yard began to lecture.
"My name is Lu Yunyan, captain of the fifth squadron, fifth-grade literary cultivator. I am responsible for commanding, but I will not participate in combat..." "
Six attacks are different from street fights, and fighting against monsters is also different. Remember, you will not kill if you surrender. If you are afraid, you can also raise your hands to surrender and leave the battlefield. But as long as you surrender once, you will not be allowed to participate in the six-part attack in the future..." "The
six-part attack is not about romance. Once you leave this gate, everything will be in accordance with military orders..."
Li Qingxian memorized it carefully.
At the same time, he recalled the list of court officials he had seen before, and remembered that Lu Yunyan was an official in the Ministry of Rites and served as the chief minister.
Finally, Lu Yunyan looked at Li Qingxian and said, "Can you use your fortune skills to find out the whereabouts of the Xingbu?" Li Qingxian thought for a while and said, "I haven't tried it. The Xingbu is extraordinary, and the general situation is enough to suppress the middle and lower-grade fates." Magician, I should only be able to detect the movements of nearby enemies."
"That's enough."
After Lu Yunyan finished speaking, he threw his right hand and a half-inch-thick white cardboard, about one foot square, flew in front of Li Qingxian.
"This is a developing paper with a map of the Ministry of Justice drawn on it. It can be zoomed in or out. You try to mark the size of the enemy on it. What you mark will be transferred to the developing paper here." Lu Yunyan waved the large developing paper in his hand. Paper.
"Okay." Li Qingxian said.
Three metal whistles sounded in succession.
Lu Yunyan said: "I have sent my greetings to the main west gate of the Criminal Department. Now, everyone, follow me!"
Lu Yunyan gave an order, and each team walked out of the yard one by one.
Along the way, Li Qingxian thought slowly.
There are eleven people in the second team. He is a life cultivator and a Taoist cultivator, seven literary cultivators, and three martial arts cultivators. The team configuration can only be said to be barely reasonable.
Li Qingxian glanced at the three martial arts cultivators. They didn't look like they were from a martial arts school or from Cao Mang. They acted in an orderly manner, and they looked more like they were seconded from the military.
The team moved forward, and after a while, they arrived at the western outside of the Criminal Department.
The west gate has been blocked, and a ten-foot-high city wall has been piled up behind the gate. In the night, shadows are blurred on it.
On the city wall, in the front row are the wizened Demon Sect puppets. Among the Demon Sect puppets are some martial arts Demon Sect disciples, and behind them stand the Dharma Sect disciples.
On Ximen Street, groups of Wenxiu attack teams gathered one after another, and finally more than 600 people gathered here.
Each one is a good product.
Team leader Fu Mingcheng whispered: "You can watch your fate now."
Li Qingxian nodded, but did not dare to use the fortune-telling technique. If he dared to look at the general situation in the capital with his own level of cultivation, he would be instantly blinded.
With a thought, the fist-sized female fairy-seeking bee flew up.
The yellow and black abdomen of the mother fairy bee squirmed, and the pea-sized daughter fairy bees squeezed out from behind the tail, buzzing and flapping their wings, and flew in all directions.
Several fairy-seeking bees flew straight in from the west door, as if they hit the invisible glass and exploded with a snap.
Li Qingxian nodded, it was exactly as he imagined.
A small number of the Son-seeking Immortal Bees flew to the left, right and rear, while the majority of the Son-Seeking Immortal Bees flew around the Xingbu Yamen a few times, looking for weak spots to get into.
The Xingbu looks like nothing, but in the eyes of Zixun Xianfeng, this place is simply a ghostly place. If it accidentally misses the mark, it will be crushed by huge force.
There were forty-seven Zixunxian Bees that flew into the Punishment Department, but after a while, only seven were left alive.
In Li Qingxian's eyes, the entire Criminal Department Yamen was filled with dark fog, blocking the power of life magic.
There is no blank space, only thick fog and light fog.
The overall situation of the Ministry of Punishment is stronger than a small country and stronger than ten thousand armies.
Li Qingxian recalled the whole process again, opened the developing paper, stretched out his hand to touch the map on it, and with a thought, lines of tiny handwriting appeared.
"There are about three hundred demonic cultivators on the city wall."
"There are many hidden demonic cultivators here. Based on the general strength of luck and the size of the house, we can tell that there are at least a hundred people hiding inside." "There are also hundreds of people hiding in
this courtyard. Around."
"There are few people here, only twenty people hidden..."
Li Qingxian came out one by one, and after a rough calculation, the Ministry of Punishment had prepared at least two thousand low-grade demon cultivators to participate in the attack.
Li Qingxian asked in a low voice: "Captain Fu, the Demon Sect has gathered two thousand people. Is this normal?"
"Normal."
Li Qingxian breathed a sigh of relief.
"The Demon Sect is going to die."
Li Qingxian glanced at Fu Mingcheng angrily. Can this be called normal?
At this time, the words of squadron leader Lu Yunyan appeared on the developing paper.
"You have done great work. The number of people you found is twice as many as the thousand we estimated. This alone is equivalent to saving hundreds of lives!" (End of Chapter
)