Chapter 229: Eight Hundred Miles in a Hurry, Recover Weiyuan Pass (asking for monthly tickets) Two days later, It also rained in Jinguan City. There had been strong winds since last night, with bursts of thunder and crackling noises. In the middle of the night, raindrops as big as beans hit the windows, making them rattle like raindrops hitting banana leaves. In the past, this city, which was once flourishing with flowers and known as the City of Abundance, now seems particularly deserted and exudes a sense of desolation. In the south city, the main road facing the city gate, the eaves and corners on the street, the teahouses and taverns were filled with people all morning. But there was no bustling noise here. At each table, there were either scholars or young men from the martial arts world with swords. Some of them were looking at each other, their lips moving slightly, looking out the window from time to time, or sipping tea or wine with their heads down. There was only the sound of the servants' footsteps carrying kettles as they moved between the tables, and the tinkling of the twin fish-shaped bells hanging from the eaves outside, carried by the wind and rain. The air is heavy and filled with oppression. Outside a restaurant near the southern city wall, "欻欻欻" There was the sound of footsteps splashing water. Then there was a cry of surprise, "coming!"

Then, in the originally dull restaurant, the tables, chairs and benches were moved with a "chi chi" sound, and people moved and ran to the windows or outside the door. The sounds of doors opening and windows pushing open gradually spread throughout the street. When I opened the doors and windows, I was surprised to see that both sides of the street had been filled with people. Some were holding umbrellas, while most were just standing in the rain, letting the rain wash over them. Most of these figures are elderly people, as well as women and children. Under the rain, cautious, urgent, miserable and timid faces were looking towards the city gate. The cries of many children and the sobs of women were intertwined with the wind and rain, making a "whining" sound. In the distance, there was a rumble, and the middle door opened. One after another, armored figures walked into the city with the clatter of their horses' hooves stepping on the water. But the cold glow of the armor is no longer there. Under the mist and rain, there are tattered armor, blood-stained horses, broken flags, and pairs of gray eyes. The first batch of retreating remnants rushed back to Jinguan City! There were at least a thousand people, with flags of different styles fluttering in the wind and rain. The second mountain, the fifth mountain, the seventh mountain, the eighth mountain. These soldiers had lost their combat effectiveness, some were missing arms and legs, some were blind, their gauze was stained with blood, and everyone had a gloomy look on their face. The others either stayed in front to resist or died. The call sounded. The common people who were waiting there rushed forward, completely ignoring the horses running down the street, and weaved in and out of the crowd, calling out names. Old men were looking for their sons away at war; The woman took her child and went to look for her husband; And each young girl is looking for the lover whom she has dreamed of countless times at midnight. The crowd shuttled among the horses that were constantly surging forward, quickly searching for the person they missed and longed for day and night. Someone found it. "son!"

A couple of elderly people in their fifties were looking at a figure on a horse. Although the figure turned his head away, the two elders still recognized that it was their son. They stopped the horse and called out anxiously. The figure turned around, revealing a bloody and muddy face, red eyes, and two words rolled out of his throat with difficulty, "Dad, Mom!" When the old couple saw that it was their son and then looked at the other's empty hand, they immediately burst into tears and the mother collapsed to the ground. "Son" "My poor son" Our bodies and hair are given by our parents, and we see our flesh and blood, born after ten months of pregnancy, become like this. How can we not feel heartbroken? The soldier was in a panic and wanted to jump down to help his mother, but when he jumped down, his foot was unstable and he slipped, falling to the ground with a thud, splashing mud. A round wood as thick as an arm was exposed from his trouser leg, and his left leg below the knee was empty, as if it was tied to the knee with a piece of wood. The soldier was panicked when he saw this, as if he had done something wrong, and hurriedly rolled up his trouser legs. However, the parents in front of him could not avoid seeing this scene. They were so heartbroken that they could not breathe, and they knelt on the ground and hugged their son. "Son, you have suffered, you have suffered!" And this scene is happening everywhere. But they are relatively lucky. More people walk through the crowd but can’t find the person they think about day and night. In the heavy rain, among the crowd and the horses, he kept shuttling and searching, with a look of confusion, helplessness and fear on his face, and finally he could not hold back his tears. There was a pretty girl wearing a gray skirt. She was standing in the rain, with her face covered with water, not sure if it was rain or tears. She kept stopping horses in the crowd, asking the returning soldiers the same question over and over again. "Excuse me, do you know a man named Zuo Zhi, who is in the Left Route Vanguard Camp of the Ninth Mountain. He said he would be back." But the woman didn't get an answer. She was an ordinary woman, she didn't know the differences in the flags on the different mountains, nor did she understand those things. She only knew that the man she was promised to marry, wearing a black armor, said before going to the battle that he would come back to marry her, and then left through this city gate. At this moment, the endless black armor passed by her, but she couldn't find her lover. In the wind and rain, I stood alone, crying sadly. In the teahouses and taverns on the street, the spectators on the first floor watched the moving scenes. Some sighed, some clenched their fists, and some looked indifferently at the remnants of the soldiers withdrawn from the battlefield and discussed the situation. In a restaurant, several well-informed gangsters were watching the scene outside the window. One of them was more observant and found it a little strange, so he spoke up: "Hey, according to the news that has been circulating in the market, in addition to the annihilation of several mountain-cutting armies, the demon tribe's front line has been in a major rout. Why haven't we seen the flags of the Third Mountain and the Ninth Mountain among these retreating troops?" "Well, it seems to be true, but according to reliable information, two armies were sent to Guang'an and Chishui, which are stationed 6,000 miles away, to guard Weiyuan Pass near Shiwan Mountain. This pass is similar to Dingshan Pass, close to Youmen Pass, but it is on the east. The city was attacked by demons long before Dingshan Pass. Haven't you heard that the two mountain-cutting armies of the Tenth Mountain and the Eleventh Mountain were completely wiped out in order to defend this city?" "Then according to the current situation, these two cities will be in great danger. After all, even the two commanders have lost their cities or died. The two commanders are powerful Dao Fruit masters." "Oh, what should we do now? The Fusi can't hold on any longer. I heard that other families and sects are also getting anxious. But these guys, although they are anxious, have only sent a small number of troops so far. What's the point? But I did hear a piece of gossip." One of them had pointed eyebrows raised upwards like the character "八" and his whole face looked embarrassed. He lowered his head and knocked on the cup in front of him to draw the attention of several people. "What's the news from your side?" Several people leaned forward and couldn't help asking. "Hey, this news can be exchanged for a lot of money in the ghost market. We are all in this business, so I will tell you for free." This person said it seriously, which aroused the interest of several other underworld brokers. "Hurry up, tell me!" "Haven't you noticed that more and more mysterious guys have come to Jinguan City recently, especially in the past few days." The man raised his brows and observed the reactions of several people. As a result, one of them could not help but retorted: "What you said is nonsense. In order to escape the disaster of the monster, countless people have come to Jinguan City. They are all wealthy and powerful families from other places. We have benefited a lot from these people." As he said that, he chuckled. But the guy with the "囧" face looked at the other person as if he was an idiot, and said quickly: "As a local expert, do you think I would say such a stupid thing? Everyone knows this. Can't you just listen to me?"

As he spoke, he whispered, "The people I'm talking about are definitely not those who fled from Shu, but those who came from the Central Plains. They may have quite a background, and each of them is mysterious and ruthless. We do this business, travel all over the country, meet all kinds of people, and can be considered to have seen the world. You can get a sense of a person's temperament by listening to their accent, looking at their clothes, and observing their temperament." "I can be sure that these people are from the Central Plains, and each of them has an extraordinary aura, not an ordinary person." "How did you meet him?" someone asked curiously. "What do I do? I have the number of all the four-story courtyards for sale in the city. When people come from outside, the first thing they do is to find a place to live, and these courtyards are not affordable for most people. But guess what, these courtyards have become popular. This is what I call the weird part. These people speak with a Central Plains accent, spend lavishly, and are often single. When they come here, they buy these courtyards instead of staying in an inn, which proves that they plan to stay for a long time." As he spoke, his tone changed. He glanced at the few people, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said meaningfully, "But tell me, in this situation, the demons are about to come to our doorstep, and everyone else is thinking about how to hide, but these people have come to Jinguan City instead, and are planning to stay here permanently. There's something weird about this." When the other people heard this, they all turned their eyes to it. The broker with the embarrassed face said his purpose this time, "I am telling you this news because I want you to pay attention. There must be something strange here. My ancestors were fishermen on the river. I wonder if you have heard of a common saying among fishermen?" "what?" "The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish! You are all well-informed people in the local area. If you have any information, share it with each other. If you have money, we can make money together." Several underworld brokers all kept this matter in mind. And at this moment, just in the top floor private room of this restaurant. A young man with a white robe embroidered with gold, a unicorn embroidered on his chest, and a jade crown on his head, looking very dignified, was sitting in front of a large table filled with hundreds of delicacies, enjoying the dishes slowly. To treat this kind of distinguished guest, the restaurant has special pretty waitresses serving on the side, stirring the spoon and picking up dishes for him. Every waitress would steal a glance at this young man from time to time, with ripples in their eyes, as if tears were about to come out. The young man at the table did not pay any attention to the waitresses' show-off. He just tasted every dish carefully, taking every sip and bite, and was very upright, with a certain dignity. At this moment, the air behind the man in the room rippled, and then a person appeared out of thin air. This person was wearing a white robe that covered his entire body. He was about seven feet tall, and his figure seemed to merge with the void. A faint white light flowed through his body, making him appear and disappear. The sudden appearance of this person startled the waitresses in the room. One of the waitresses was picking up a piece of crispy fish for the young man. She was so frightened that her hand shook and the fish fell on the young man's clothes, splashing a yellow oil stain. "oops." The waitress cried out, and was a little panicked at first, but then her eyes brightened and she said sorry in a delicate voice, squatted down, reached up and wiped it with her small hand, and while wiping, she looked up with flickering eyes, looking at the imposing young man with a look of fear. At this time, the man's voice also sounded: "My Lord, I checked and found that none of the people who were withdrawn were from the Ninth Mountain. The Daofu Division has not received any news yet." It was an old voice. "I think you don't need to worry so much about this man, my Lord. The demons have invaded, and I'm afraid everyone in the Ninth Mountain has died." "Are you teaching me how to do things?" The young man lowered his head, pinched the chin of the waitress at his feet, rubbed her with his fingertips, and spoke slowly. The waitress was not afraid when the young man lifted her chin. Instead, she avoided his gaze and looked shy. "Don't dare!" The white-robed man holding the handrail behind him. "This guy wiped out a branch of my Li family. Even though they are all a bunch of trash, since I'm here, I should take care of them. After all, when have my family members been so generous?" "And the commander of this city killed Wuchang and deliberately let the people from other families see it. Ha, that's interesting."

"Find a chance and kill him!" The young man spoke in a nonchalant tone, as if he was talking about something insignificant. The old man in white robe was a little hesitant, "But this man is, after all, under the command of the demon-suppressing general here." Every demon-suppressing general is very terrifying. But the young man in white clothes and jade crown laughed, "Old Ai, you are getting old. You are not as ruthless as before." "Just keep quiet. Right now, there is an opportunity. The front line has collapsed and this person has no one to use. If things go wrong, he will leave the city himself. Then, the opportunity will come." The conversation between the two scared the waitresses in the room. These two people loudly conspired to kill the commander? Crazy! Including the maid who was being stroked on the chin by the young man at this moment, when she heard the young man in front of her say that he wanted to kill the commander of the city, her originally "shy" face turned pale and she quickly tried to break free. But her jaw seemed to be clamped in a pair of pliers, and she couldn't get it free. She screamed in pain. "Sir, spare my life!" But then, the woman's throat tightened, and she saw the young man in white smiling faintly and twisting his hand. "Click" The waitress's neck was twisted, her eyes widened, and she died in an instant. Seeing this, the young man threw his hands aside, looked at the screaming maids, and smiled, "Maybe, I'll kill a few more people here and see if the commander dares to send people to arrest me?" Just as the corners of his mouth were gradually rising, an eagle's cry suddenly came from outside in the rain. Then, there was a whistling sound in the sky, like thunder. "Eight hundred miles in a hurry, the ninth mountain general, defeat the demon army and recapture Weiyuan Pass!" This sound made the whole world quiet. The crying people on the street, the injured soldiers, and the onlookers around all looked up and saw a silver light in the sky that quickly broke through the rain curtain and rushed towards Genting Mountain. I'm stuck, so I'll only update once today, sorry   (End of this chapter)