The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 635 Eventful Autumn
July [-]st.

God, who had a good night's sleep, yawned and opened his eyes reluctantly.

A ray of light opened up on the Almu Grassland on the northeast border of Zhongzhou and connected to the Wala East Court.

In the dim light and shadow, it can be vaguely seen that the grass on this vast plain has turned from green to yellow earlier than in previous years, and there are even one or two withered and bare patches.

If someone looks carefully, it may not be difficult to find that there are groups of dense black spots wandering on the Almu grassland like ghosts.

It is not accurate to say that it is wandering, because these black spots are not moving aimlessly, but rushing in the same direction regularly.

The black spot was like an undercurrent, silently leaning against the city wall five miles away.

The city wall is seven feet high, and the corner wall is nine feet high. It is a real big city wall.

If it is not a master of martial arts with a first-class physique or lightness kung fu, it will turn into meat sauce if it falls.

In front of the endless prairie, sitting on such a city wall, it must be called a majestic city.

And those who can build such a majestic city must be Zhongzhou people who are good at using various conditions to build civil engineering works and compete with various difficult environments.

The name of this city is Shanmen.

It is the northernmost border of Xing'an territory.

To the south are the rolling mountains and dense forests of Xing'an, and to the north is the Almu Grassland.

As the name suggests, Shanmen City is an important gateway to the north of Xing'an Realm.

Once the "Mountain Gate" is breached, Xing'an Territory will become the best shelter for the enemy to continue to attack south.

No matter how heavily guarded it is, it is impossible to overstate the fact that military strategists must fight for treasure.

Therefore, on the border between Xing'an Realm and Wala, there are three border gates of different sizes from Shanmen City, distributed hundreds of miles apart.

It's just that Zhongzhou has a vast territory, and there are only a lot of such treasure lands. Unless the whole people are soldiers, it will be difficult to defend against thieves for a thousand days.

Of course, the Oirats, who have coveted the treasure land for a long time, don't think they are thieves.

They only think that Zhongzhou people are lazy, sit back and enjoy the benefits, and occupy the latrine without shitting. If this kind of treasure land is allocated to them, how can they always want to trouble the Zhongzhou people?
Twenty years ago, the Oirat people had occupied Xing'an territory for themselves for a long time, and they were very familiar with this area.

Now that it is making a comeback, it is natural to have the confidence to recast its former glory.

呲呲呲.

When it was two miles away from Shanmen City, the movement speed of the black dot began to accelerate.

No matter how difficult it is to hide the sound of human feet and horseshoes trampling on the lawn.

The black dots on both sides quickly converged towards the middle, forming an undercurrent from a series of surging undercurrents.

Less than a mile away.

It was just dawn.

A high flag on the head of Shanmen City suddenly broke and fell.

Few had the chance to see the Zhongzhou Xianglong totem embroidered on the flag.

The undercurrent flowing towards Shanmen City received this signal, completely gave up its disguise, and began to rush towards the gate of the city.

The sound of horseshoes is like drums beating intensively at first, then it is like a surging river, and finally it has become thunder!
Two thousand vanguard cavalry and five hundred infantry from Wala East Court came to the city of Zhongzhou one after another!
Thousands of Zhongzhou soldiers in Shanmen City were awakened from sleep, and those who were on duty were frightened into living in a dream.

In short, most people can't understand why the Oirat Army can kill them without knowing it?

After all, since the barbarian chaos, Zhongzhou has worked hard on border security. Outside the northern border, on the basis of the original hundred beacon towers, add another hundred beacon towers, distributed along three lines with the original beacon towers, one ten miles away, facing each other continuously. , the front and the side are fighting each other, and every time there is a war, the smoke of the war will rise in all directions.

To the north of Shanmen City, there are three large-scale beacon towers as outposts to guard against foreign barbarians provoking troubles and invading the border.

Why didn't there be any warning signal so far, and the enemy bandits rushed in?
The Zhongzhou soldiers on the three beacons knew the answer.

The soldiers on duty at the top of the city also knew about it.

After a while, all the soldiers in the city will witness it with their own eyes.

However, whether it is the former two, or the latter, I am afraid that they will not be able to pass these messages to the south, or to the comrades in the other three border gates...

The time period of Zhongzhou was [-], early autumn.

Wala once again mobilized troops to invade the frontier, broke through the four gates of Xing'an, and knocked open the gate of Zhongzhou!

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Fujian, Youfu County, Jingyang Village.

It's autumn and the air is crisp, so even if the afternoon sun shines on my body, I don't feel hot and dry, but rather warm.

Meng Chaoge, Shi Zhonghuo, Ji Zhe, Dong Qing, and Jiang Yichen's real self, who were dressed up by Jiang Yichen, appeared in a passing tea shop as ordinary Jianghu guests, preparing to take a proper rest.

Although the journey to the south was very carefully arranged, and they arrived at Youfu County on the scheduled date, and they could reach the final destination in less than a day, but because of the leak of the three gold seals, the bodies of the five people who had to speed up their journey all the way The situation is quite tired.

Therefore, even though this passing tea shop is simple and simple, it can't dampen everyone's interest in taking a rest.

Call the store to serve more tea and snacks, just to relieve fatigue.

Unexpectedly, the business is so booming today that the store's family of five couldn't greet them all, and they haven't brought food for a long time.

Jiang Yichen, who was the errand man of the sect, had no choice but to do it himself.

Speaking of these days, more and more Jianghu people are pouring into Fujian.

Like Jiang Yichen and others who want to hide their identities, there are only a few more.

The purpose of everyone coming here is different, some really want to stop Hongshang and Tu Wanfang, some ghosts, some covet the Putian Shaolin Golden Seal, and of course many are here to fish in troubled waters.

The "ghost" combination that has made a lot of noise is still killing the Quartet, but it only appears once a day.

The local gangs made evasions in advance, so it was not difficult to escape the catastrophe.

The unlucky ones are the people with their families. When disaster strikes, they will die in despair.

The ever-growing League of Punishing Evil has suffered repeated defeats and battles, and many generous quacks have passed away.

It is said that the local government has urgently reported the matter to the imperial court eight hundred miles away, but the imperial court's feedback may take a while.

At present, apart from Wudang Emei who rescued the six members of the Xiexie League, there are no major gang sects involved.

But almost everyone knows that these are only a matter of time.

Because the "ghost" group is getting closer and closer to Putian Shaolin.

Jiang Yichen sighed softly, he really didn't expect that Hongshang would use this method to reduce the strength of Zhongzhou Jianghu.

After finally finding two plates of peanuts from the shop, when I had no choice but to walk back, I felt heart palpitations for no reason.

With a warning sign in his heart, he quickly closed his eyes with energy, and his blurred vision was instantly clear. Soon he saw the seductive face with an upside-down green lotus on his forehead not far from the roadside, which could make a city or a country fall.

The other party was clearly dusty, but when he saw him, he seemed to have washed away his fatigue.

A slight smile can easily turn all living beings upside down.

Jiang Yichen was not fascinated by it, but his heart was in his throat, as if being strangled by the cold autumn wind!

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Fujian, Putian County, Jiulian Village.

midnight.

Old Xu tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep.

In order not to disturb his wife next to him, he minimized and slowed down his turning movements, and even forced himself to remain motionless from time to time, hoping to fall asleep with this.

It's just that when most people suffer from insomnia, the more they want to fall asleep, the harder it is to fall asleep.

Slowly, a mess of thoughts floated in my mind.

Old Xu is no exception.

I almost lived my whole life from beginning to end.

Old Xu is a true local, and he is over fifty years old.

Although born in a poor family, the family has gained ample food and clothing through their hard work.

Until Lao Xu was 30 years old, the family of eight, old and young, lived happily.

At that time, Lao Xu was a step-by-step man, wife and father.

The daughter-in-law is not beautiful, but she can endure hardships and stand hard work with him, and gave birth to two caring little girls for him.

But at the age when the two children can find a good family to live in, the foreign barbarians are in chaos.

As the first target of the Japanese invasion, Fujian fell early.

The old Xu family was not spared.

Presumably the whole family gave Lao Xu their blessings.

With several broken waist bones, he was rescued by Shaolin monks.

Under Shaolin's protection and nursing, Lao Xu recovered his ability to move and work, and the only disease left was that he could no longer straighten his waist.

Old Xu, whose family was ruined, was already heartbroken. If he hadn't killed himself in order to repay Shaolin's life-saving grace, how could he care about this problem.

In this way, Lao Xu became an unknown handyman in Putian Shaolin, who did not take any money.

Three years passed in a flash, a woman who was exiled to Shaolin due to the foreign war broke into his life and opened his heart.

The two who had experienced the turmoil of war had no promises or weddings with each other, so they just got along and lived together as companions.

In the next seven years, the two gave birth to three big fat boys.

In the past 20 years, Lao Xu's residence has been moved from inside the temple to outside the temple, and his status has changed from a servant in the outer courtyard to a servant in the whole temple.

Lao Xu, who always wanted to repay his kindness, never asked Shaolin for more money to supplement his family.

The Qinqin family has always been in the mouth of many Shaolin disciples.

Of course, all this is thanks to Song Guanshi who became the Shaolin handyman ten years ago.

If Manager Song hadn't helped find Lao Xu's daughter-in-law a female celebrity job, it would have been difficult to support a family of five with the meager money Lao Xu received from Shaolin.

Shaolin has kindness to Lao Xu, and Lao Xu always remembers it and repays it with all his heart.

Steward Song is kind to Old Xu's family, and he only needs to ask for anything, and Old Xu has always done his best.

The Obon Puja is always the busiest time for Shaolin.

In the past at this time, Lao Xu was mainly responsible for the purchase and transportation of sesame oil and incense candles for the whole temple.

This year Song Guanshi is much older and prepared nearly half of the sesame oil, and Lao Xu did exactly as he did.

Seeing that the meeting was over half, and there was still most of the sesame oil left, Lao Xu still nagged in his heart that Manager Song was too careful, there was no need to prepare so much sesame oil.

Unexpectedly, Guanshi Song ordered yesterday to pack more sesame oil today and distribute it outside several halls, pavilions, and meditation rooms.

Although there was no such practice in the past when hosting Dafa conferences, since it was Manager Song's request, Old Xu did not doubt him, and let the three children finish the job together.

Old Xu didn't realize that the source of his restlessness and insomnia was here.

Suddenly, he heard a rush of calls.

"The head of the house, the head of the house, wake up! Look, is Shaolin on fire?!"

Old Xu's eyelids opened involuntarily.

It turned out that he fell asleep for a long time without knowing it, and he didn't even notice that his wife got up to go to the toilet.

Afterwards, he realized what had happened from the expression of his wife entering the house in a hurry.

With a cry of surprise, he rolled from the bed to the ground.

Regardless of the pain of knees hitting the ground, with the support of his wife, he still couldn't stand up, and scrambled to the outside of the house!
In the middle of the night, the scene half a mile away clearly came into view, because the fire on Jiulian Mountain was all over the sky.

"Sin of a crime!!!"

Old Xu's eyes were red, tears were streaming down his face, and he roared hoarsely.

The body was already half-kneeling on the ground, and he hit his head on the ground!

During the eventful autumn of [-] in Zhongzhou, the thousand-year-old Putian South Shaolin Temple was burned overnight!
　The next dungeon will undoubtedly be Putian South Shaolin, so these are transitional chapters these days, and it would be too wasteful to connect the whole thing.

　　Well, I'm lazy too. . .

　　When it comes to the copy, you should be able to write out the content relatively smoothly (meaning you should be able to write a chapter in four days.)
　　Ah ha ha. . .

　　Another: Complementary sentence, late, edg cowhide!

　　To be honest, I grew up watching EDG (established), but after liking it for three or four years without any achievements, I didn’t care much about it. When ig and fpx won the championship, they didn’t pay much attention to LOL. It wasn’t until last year that I saw SN as a shooting star with my own eyes. It's gone in a blink of an eye, and this year's edg has really been full of twists and turns, it's not easy.

　　
　
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