Xiaolin Town was northeast of Maplewood City. It was separated from Maplewood City by Qingshan Town. In terms of distance, it was the town furthest from the main city in Maplewood City.
Under Wei Yan's lead, the group did not stop. They passed through Qingshan Town and arrived outside Xiaolin Town in half a day.
There was no green mountain outside Qingshan Town. This name had been passed down many years ago, or perhaps it had existed before.
However, there was a Moon Cypress Forest outside Xiaolin Town. It was very small and could be seen at a glance. Moon cypress was used for calming the nerves. Furniture made of moon cypress wood was very popular.
It was said that this forest was very large in the past. However, because of the high value of the Moon Cypress Tree, the townspeople often poached it. Thus, Moon Cypress Forest became smaller and smaller. If not for Maplewood City's order to prohibit poaching, this little forest would have died out many years ago.
The constables from Qingshan Town were stationed in the forest. They were either sitting or lying down. They were rather undisciplined. They only gathered together to greet them when they heard the sound of hooves.
These constables were only ordinary martial artists. Of course, they did not dare to enter the town to investigate. They were only there to observe and warn.
Wei Yan stopped outside the forest and casually glanced at them. He asked, "How is Xiaolin Town?"
The head constable of Qingshan Town was a man with a broad face in his forties. He answered, "Five days ago, there was fog outside Xiaolin Town. At the time, we did not pay much attention. We thought it was a change in the weather. At that time, we could still see the outline of Xiaolin Town and faint figures. There were even people from Qingshan Town visiting relatives. Yesterday, we received orders to come here and observe. We did not see anyone come out. However, the fog is getting thicker and thicker. Now, we can't see anything. "
Jiang Wang looked up at Xiaolin Town from among the disciples of the academy. Maplewood City was his hometown. Although he grew up in Feng Xi Town, he was not unfamiliar with Xiaolin Town.
He had defeated the Xishan bandits by himself. They were in the Xishan Mountain, ten miles north of Xiaolin Town.
In the past, Xiaolin Town could be seen from Moon Cypress Forest. The town was not rich, but it was peaceful. Now, all he could see was a dense fog.
At this time, Wei Yan's voice sounded. "I ordered you to observe Xiaolin Town, but you were undisciplined. There were even some who took the opportunity to steal the Moon Cypress Tree. Are you here on official business or for personal gain? "
The faces of the constables of Qingshan Town had already turned pale. The chief constable bowed repeatedly, trying to explain something.
But Wei Yan had already said, "Send the Moon Cypress Trees that have been cut down to the city guard camp. In addition, everyone's salary will be deducted for a year. Constables have the responsibility of leadership. Resign! "
The broad-faced man's face was ashen, but he didn't even dare to protest. He could only dejectedly withdraw.
Hearing Wei Yan's words, Jiang Wang noticed the fallen Lunar Cypress Trees.
Wei Yan saw everything as soon as he arrived.
On one hand, Jiang Wang sighed at Wei Yan's keenness. On the other hand, he felt that this man was really strict.
Little Forest Town had fallen, and Moon Berlin was temporarily ownerless. These were just constables risking their lives to set up checkpoints outside Xiao Lin Town for observation, and while they were at it, they chopped down a few trees to supplement themselves. Although it was a dereliction of duty, it was actually something that could be understood.
Qingshan Town was not a wealthy town. Forfeiting a year's worth of salary meant that the constables would be hard-pressed for money. Especially for this middle-aged man in his forties. Being a constable was probably the peak of his life's struggle. Wei Yan's words caused him to return to his starting point.
However, this trip was almost like marching. Wei Yan led the troops like a commander. His orders were military orders. No one could defy them.
After Wei Yan finished dealing with the matter, he pulled on the reins and led the horse to gallop in the direction of Little Forest Town.
The horses were all warhorses from the military camp. The riders were all cultivators of the Taoist College. Although there were only thirty or so people, they obeyed orders and moved as fast as lightning. They had the presence of a powerful army.
The horse hooves were like thunder rolling across the ground, but they suddenly stopped!
The warhorses that had been in battle for a long time raised their hooves and neighed in front of the mist that shrouded all of Little Forest Town. No matter how the riders urged them, they were not willing to move forward.
The thirty or so warhorses were terrified and neighed in unison. It was as though there was something in Little Forest Town that they feared the most. This scene was frightening.
Even though the riders did not make a joke of falling off their horses because of their strength, their morale had plummeted. They were no longer as spirited as when they had just left the city.
Even Wang Zhangxiang, who was usually calm, had a grave expression.
Only Wei Yan's expression did not change.
The armor on his body was mottled. The saber at his waist was long and straight. The warhorse under him was tall and majestic.
Everyone knew that this was one of Wei Yan's three treasures.
But he suddenly pulled out the saber!
It was as though a bolt of lightning flashed through the air and the saber light disappeared. The horse under him stopped neighing. The large horse's head fell from its body and was sprayed a distance away by the pillar of blood that surged out of its neck.
The horse corpse fell to the ground.
Wei Yan pressed down on the saber and looked at the town in the mist. His voice was cold. "What is the use of keeping you if you are afraid of battle?"
"Good!" The first to respond was Du Yehu. He was naturally fierce and liked to be straightforward. He immediately smashed down with a fist and smashed the horse's head. "The one surnamed Wei, how do we charge next?"
Wei Yan's right hand straightened slightly. "Listen to my order. Dismount and prepare for battle. Form the arrow formation. With me as the arrowhead, enter Little Forest Town!"
Wei Yan's killing of the horses made everyone realize that there was no way to retreat. At this time, there was no room for hesitation and they all dismounted.
Wei Yan said again, "Raise the troops!"
There was the sound of sharp swords being unsheathed!
At this time, Wei Yan's ordinary-looking adjutant stood out. He raised his right palm and his left hand formed a seal. He muttered and finally said, "Sharp!"
Jiang Wang only felt the sharpness of the long sword in his hand. This long sword could only be said to be of excellent quality. At this time, it had the illusion that there was nothing it could not break.
"Attach Flame!"
All the weapons were burning with flames! The practitioners raised their swords as if they were holding torches to illuminate the town in the mist in front of them.
"Solid!"
Ling He felt his body become tough. There was a feeling of fullness that made him want to fight with his fist. However, he only glanced at the furious Du Yehu beside him, and quietly wiped away this misconception.
Zhao Rucheng thought that the group buff Taoist technique was at least a C-class upper class Taoist technique. And Wei Yan, the ordinary-looking adjutant, could cast three of them without changing his expression. The Ministry of War was indeed full of hidden talents.
No matter what people thought, there could only be one will when marching. Under the buff of the Taoist technique, Wei Yan took the lead and stepped into Little Forest Town.
Everyone walked and observed. The town was so quiet that only their footsteps could be heard.
After walking for a while, the mist seemed to be thicker.
The mist was so thick that it was almost solid. It was impossible to see people three steps away. Only the flames on the weapons could be seen stubbornly standing in the endless mist.
They had to shrink the formation again. The distance between them changed from five steps to three. Any closer and it would affect the battle.
Jiang Wang and his brothers were at the back of the group. They had the lowest level and were tacitly protected. This was not a taboo and was also a good tradition of the Taoist Academy.
Du Yehu clenched his fists. He was not nervous, but excited and eager to try.
Jiang Wang did not doubt that even if the Nine Great Demons were in front of him, he would dare to punch them without a word. Of course, whether he could beat them or not was another matter.
At this time, there was a sudden exclamation from the outside of the formation. "What is that?!"
Another voice said with dissatisfaction, "Just ghosts. What is there to be afraid of?"
But soon there was a shock. "So many?!"
Hearing this, Wei Yan suddenly turned his head and slashed with his sword!
A huge sword aura swept across the sky, cutting the thick mist in the surroundings apart for an instant!
And at this moment, everyone could see the entire street full of wandering ghosts stumbling and baring their fangs and claws!
In broad daylight, hundreds of ghosts walked in daylight!
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