Demon’s Diary

Half a day later, Liu Ming quietly left the Bai family again, and as soon as he walked out of Lushuicheng, a gray cloud emerged, emptying into a certain direction and flew away.

As for his divorce from the herdsmen, it was naturally left to the Bai family, which was also part of the deal.

The shepherd's envoy, he was even less interested in seeing it, and he didn't want to waste any more time on it.

After all, he has something else at stake.

Seven or eight days later, Liu Ming left Fengtian County and his whereabouts were unknown.

Two months later, on an official road hundreds of miles from Xuanjing, the capital of the Great Xuan Country, more than 30 black armored knights were escorting three carriages slowly forward.

Each of these Black Armor Knights is wearing a thick armored coat with a gun and knife. It is the famous Black Tiger Guard of the Great Xuan Nation.

One of them had a pale red long sling on his head and a pale green giant bow behind him, but was the lieutenant in charge of a team of horses in the Black Guard.

Although, according to the regulations, a team of only about thirty, black guards have traditionally been stationed in the county fortresses to monitor civil-military movements throughout the country for the court, and even an ordinary military lieutenant is classified as an official position.

Now that these Black Tiger Guards, together with all the lieutenants, are only going to escort the wagons, it can be seen that the owner of the wagon is certainly not rich or expensive.

“My lord, the sky will be late. Let's find a place to set foot. We'll hurry the day after tomorrow and we'll all make it to Xuanjing.” A strong man in front looked like a warrior, and suddenly a horse's head came to the lieutenant and whispered.

“Well, of course I know about it. But the nearest station is 30 or 40 miles away. Take the two of you to the front and see if there's a good spot nearby.” The lieutenant replied faintly, wearing an icy black armor on his face, and could not see the truth.

“Yes, Black Bull, Iron Little Three, you come with me to the front.” The strong man answered immediately and greeted two of the other Koshers behind him loudly.

Soon after that, two people rushed out, and the three quickly whipped down and went forward to Mercedes.

“Lieutenant Du, is something wrong?” A female voice filled with magnetism suddenly appeared in the front carriage.

“Don't worry, Lady Chye. I'm just letting a few of my men find a place in front of me.” The lieutenant with the black mask heard the story and turned around and replied.

“Oh, just fine. Thanks to Lieutenant Du for escorting us all the way on this journey, when I arrive in Xuanjing, I must pay you back.” The women in the carriage seemed relieved, but said with great gratitude.

“Thank you, madam, for your beauty. I have waited on the orders of Lord Tu!” The lieutenant bowed slightly and seemed reluctant to say more.

And when the women in the carriage laughed softly, they also shut up.

When the convoy continued forward for about a minute, the horseshoe sounded again in front of it, but it was the strong man who flew the horse to Mercedes-Benz.

Once in front of the convoy, he slowed down the ride.

“Lieutenant, an abandoned temple was found five miles away by the official road, where Black Bull and Iron Third had been cleaned up.” As soon as the strong man arrived in front of the lieutenant, he said respectfully.

“Fine, you lead the way, go to the temple and rest for one night.” The lieutenant heard the story without thinking.

So the motorcade quickly accelerated a few points and began to run away with the strong man.

A quarter of an hour later, the convoy crammed down in front of a temple of sorghum earth a short distance from the official road.

Outside the temple were two black tiger guard horses, but there was also a small black carriage with two green mules chained to a beer stake outside and quietly eating nearby wild grass with a low head.

And the fire flashed in the earthen temple, and there was talk.

“What's this all about?” When Lieutenant Du saw this, his voice went down and asked the strong man beside him for a drink.

“Return to your lieutenant. I'll have two passers-by here by the time I find them. However, his subordinates have already questioned him. They went to Xuanjing to surrender, one was a famous scholar with no power to bind chickens, the other was just a young girl.” The strong man hurried back one step.

“Really, it's a big deal, I'll take a look at these two first.” Lieutenant Du still seemed uncomfortable and, after a faint remark, jumped off a horse and walked to and from the temple.

It was only in the earthen temple that a large, small and two fire piles had been lit.

Two men, one tall and one short, sat beside the larger fire heap, while a young man in a green Jordanian robe and a thin, seventy-eight year-old girl were nearby the smaller fire heap.

Although the girl looked clear, she had a lean yellow face and lay half of her body on the young, seemingly attached to the young.

The young Confucianist looks 27 years old, has a very ordinary face, but is holding an unknown and thick book in his hand, and is looking at Tsujin with a flame.

At the sight of Lieutenant Dou walking in, the two men stood in shock and hurried to salute him.

“Forget it. ”

“What is your name, but there are directions, where do you come from and where do you go?” Lieutenant Du waved, but after a few glances at the schoolteacher, he asked coldly.

“Ah, it turns out it's Master Jun. My niece and I went to Xuanjing to surrender. As for the directions, please wait...” As soon as Confucius heard Lieutenant Dou's question, it seemed that the world was awake in the book. After a few subconscious answers, he felt it on his body for a while and eventually pulled out a wrinkled note and handed it over.

A sergeant hurried forward a few steps, took the note and turned around and handed it over to Lieutenant Du.

Lieutenant Du just glanced at the note and nodded and gave it back to Koshi, giving it back to Confucianism. He turned and walked out of the dirt temple without a word.

A moment later, outside the earthly temple came a hissing shout, rushing in again a dozen Koshi, began to quickly clean the earthly temple, then brought many bundles of firewood from somewhere, and raised several piles of bonfires.

At this time, Kaori came in with a beautiful woman of thirty years of age, holding a boy of seventy-eight years of age in one hand, followed by a coarse-handed servant and a beautiful maid of fifteen or sixteen years of age.

As soon as the beautiful woman and boy walked into the dirt temple, the maid opened a snow-white hide in her arms by a fire heap and placed two low wooden stools on which the woman and the boy sat. And the pretty girl took out a palm-sized incense stove and put a candle in it, and it lit up.

Immediately a light sandalwood smell spreads through the earth's temples.

When all the other soldiers and Lieutenant Nadu walked into the dirt temple, and then gave the order, besides five or six people standing at the temple gate, most others began to remove the blade of the armored soldiers from their bodies, and it seemed like they were going to rest well.

Once the captain removed his helmet mask and coat, he was a beautiful woman with a long body and a strong English spirit.

However, this woman had a pale red scar on her forehead, which damaged her appearance by two or three points. At the same time, she had an abnormally cold face and a slightly missing smile. She often placed a pale green bow and a bottle of black arrow next to her and sat opposite the beautiful woman and boy, watching the fire silently.

At this time, the other Koshi began to take out some rice balloon-like food from his body, eating it equally quietly.

The Black Tiger Guard deserves to be an elite sergeant of the famous Great Xuan Nation. They all look well trained.

But the gorgeous lady, the maid, had gone outside the temple to take out a bamboo basket from the carriage and some fine food from it for the gorgeous ladies and boys to eat.

“Lieutenant Du, the concubine has plenty of food here, why don't we eat some together?” The gorgeous woman took out a delicate piece of pastry and fed the boy a few bites, her eyes swept and she sat opposite her. She suddenly smiled and said.

“Thank you, Mrs. Hui, for your kindness. I have learned some techniques of valley digging, which means that eating without food for two or three days is no problem.” Yingzhu women looked at the beautiful woman and shook her head indifferently.

“So the concubine won't force the lieutenant.” The gorgeous lady didn't get angry when she saw this, but continued to feed the boy with a slight smile.

But after just a few more bites, the boy stopped even shaking his head. Instead, after turning his eyes, some curiosity glanced at the Confucian girl at the other side of the fire.

I saw the girl's hand sometime more than a piece of roasted hot air, scorching the yellow bun head, biting it and seriously swallowing it.

“Slow down, don't choke.” Najusheng was still looking at the book in her hand, but after glancing at the girl, she said with a slight smile, and her arms moved, she felt a warm leather bag from her arms and handed it to the girl. ”

“Thanks, Brother Ming."

The girl handled the leather bag very well and poured two bites into her little mouth, her face full of smiles.

However, there is a hint of freshness in the leather bag, but since it is far less intense than the smell of sandalwood, few people have noticed it. But the beautiful woman, who was trying to persuade the boy to eat, could not help but look slightly at the fragrance and glance at the girl's leather bag with almost confusion.

“Excuse me, sir, in this leather bag…” After a few flashes of glance, this Mrs Chye wanted to cough up a little something for Confucius.

But at this moment, suddenly from outside the temple came a thrilling sound, then a breaking sound, and after several black tiger guards standing outside the temple gate screamed, a dozen arrow holes from the black night lashed through the body and fell.

At this time, all the black guards resting in the temple were in chaos, even though the blades of the soldiers beside them who could not put on their armor grabbed each other in their hands and made a vigilance posture.

Some of them felt a few thick shields from somewhere, and the shadows were shaken in front of Lady Chye and the boy, protecting them with a strict truth.