"After sending someone up there, carry some dry grass over to create some thick smoke to force them out."
"yes."
In the cave.
This is a huge space that almost hollows out half of the mountain, and its scale is shocking. It is carefully built in several layers in a stepped manner from top to bottom, and each layer carries a different scene.
Aside from the bottom layer, which was a massive furnace emitting billowing heat and an eerie glow, the other layers were filled with densely packed iron cages covered in black cloth, stacked one on top of the other, like a grim prison.
A strong and pungent smell filled the entire space. The smell was like countless rotten substances mixed with chemicals, which was disgusting.
All the people in black walking among them wore masks to block out the pungent smell.
A man in a black robe stood in front of the cauldron, continuously adding various herbs into it, smelling the changes in the smell while observing the reaction of the corpse in the cauldron.
"It tastes wrong..."
He tried to smell it, but there was no such smell before.
"Who of you applied the ointment?" He turned and asked the man in black behind him.
The men in black all shook their heads, and one of them frowned and said:
"It seems like there is a strong smell of smoke."
Yes, it’s the smell of smoke. Where does this strong smell of smoke come from?
"Sir, this is bad!" A panicked subordinate came running, tumbling and crawling, his voice trembling. "A large number of soldiers are surrounding the cliff, a dark mass, and they look very menacing! Some of them have already climbed up using ropes, and are even releasing thick smoke at the cave entrance!"
The black-robed man turned around and looked at the man, "What did you say?"
"Under the cliff..." The man was about to repeat it again, but was interrupted by the man in black robe.
"Who's the leader?"
"A man."
The man in black robe frowned and thought for a while.
That man brought the troops here, probably because the Dongli court discovered them. It's only been a few days, and the empress discovered them, which is really interesting.
The man in black robe turned his head and glanced at the unrefined corpse in the cage. His eyes revealed a deep unwillingness. He clenched his fists tightly, his teeth chattering. "Let's get out of here first."
He secretly hated himself in his heart that after spending so much effort, he still failed.
He couldn't die, and he couldn't be captured alive. Since this place had been exposed, he had to leave quickly before those people rushed over, leaving them with only an empty shell!
Thinking of this, he hurriedly ran to the rear with his men.
Just as they were planning to sneak away from the back, they had just walked a hundred meters out of the cave when they found a large number of soldiers rushing out from all directions and surrounding them.
"Where are you running to?" A cold and majestic voice sounded.
Shen Yanzhi led his troops to block his way. He stood tall and straight, his eyes as sharp as an eagle. The soldiers following him were all majestic and in high spirits.
The man in black robe finally realized that they had guessed long ago that there was a back door here, and it was designed to drive them here!
His face turned extremely ugly in an instant, and despair and anger surged in his heart.
"I just bought a few corpses from someone. I've never committed murder or arson. Why are you arresting me?"
"Stealing corpses is immoral in itself, and you even paid a large sum of money to buy them, causing people to commit crimes. Why can't we arrest you?" Shen Yanzhi felt that this person was eerie when he thought of the fact that he was hanging around with corpses all day long.
"I'm from the North, and you, the Dongli court, can't control me!"
"It's not up to you to decide whether to intervene or not." Shen Yanzhi raised his hand, "Catch him!"
Seeing that there was no other way, the man in black robe could only grit his teeth and lead his men to fight with them.
The black-robed man roared angrily, brandishing his long sword and charging towards Shen Yanzhi's group. His men followed closely behind him like vicious wolves, each with a ferocious expression on their faces.
Shen Yanzhi personally charged forward with his sword, his movements nimble and powerful, like a dragon emerging from the sea. His sword gleamed with a cold light, and blood splattered wherever it touched.
The clash of weapons was sharp and piercing, and dazzling sparks flew with every collision. The wails of the wounded rose one after another, and the cries of pain were terrifying.
The man in black robe used his last ruthless move, swinging his long sword and slashing at Chen Yanzhi with all his might, the wind from the sword whistling.
Shen Yanzhi dodged sideways and simultaneously leaped forward, stabbing the black-robed man's chest with his sword. The black-robed man hurriedly moved back to defend himself, but was a bit slow. Shen Yanzhi seized the opportunity and kicked him in the wrist, sending the black-robed man's long sword flying out of his hand.
Then, Shen Yanzhi turned his sword and slashed at the black-robed man's legs. The black-robed man was unable to dodge and stumbled to the ground.
Chen Yanzhi pounced on him instantly, pressed his knees against the black-robed man's back, twisted his hands behind his back, and pressed hard, pressing the black-robed man's face hard against the grass.
Chen Yanzhi growled, "You can't escape!"
The man in black robe struggled, but could not break free from Shen Yanzhi's strong control and could only roar in unwillingness.
When Shen Yanzhi brought people to the cliff, Shen Qing was too bored and started teaching Zhang Hangyu sword dancing on the cliff.
I saw two people, one big and one small, each holding a branch in their hands, looking quite capable.
Shen Qing's figure was light and his movements were smooth. The branches in his hands seemed to have turned into real swords. Every move he made was full of a kind of lively beauty.
Zhang Hangyu widened his eyes and followed Shen Qing's movements intently. His serious look made people laugh.
"Master, when can I have my own sword?"
"Why do you want a sword of your own?" Chen Qing stopped, took the handkerchief handed to him by Qingge and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Because swordsmen all have their own swords, Master, do you have your own sword?"
"Everything in the world can be used as a weapon."
Shen Qing never had a fixed weapon.
In her opinion, if you rely on a specific weapon for a long time, once your weapon becomes known to everyone, it will be very easy for others to recognize your identity whether you are killing or injuring people.
After all, once a famous sword has an owner, it often becomes a prominent symbol, like a lamp in the dark, too conspicuous.
"Wow, Master, you are so awesome!"
Chen Yanzhi came over with his men, "Your Majesty, the man has been captured."
Shen Qing looked at the man in black robe, "Don't you dare to look up?"
The man in black robe snorted coldly, raised his head and looked at Shen Qing.
It was an old face, with deep eye sockets like two dry wells, and eyes that were dark and turbid, with some deep and chilling malice surging in them.
"You're already old, but you don't want to stay home and enjoy your retirement. Instead, you have to do something so immoral."
"Who are you insulting? I've only just turned thirty!"
At thirty years old, you're already this old?
"Sure enough, stealing human corpses will shorten your life." Shen Qing shook his head and waved his hand, "Take it back and keep it under strict supervision."
"yes!"
After everyone left, Shen Qing led people down the cliff along the vines and entered the cave.
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