A soldier's duty is to obey orders. The more concerns he has, the weaker his military force will be.

As Zhang San's loyal followers, there was no need to consider Yuan Ergou and Zhao Zhen's loyalty too much. Even if faced with sharp blades, they would not frown even once.

But now they are facing the City God Temple. Listening to the noise coming from the team from time to time, the mind of Yuan Ergou, the old soldier, can't help but become active.

After closing his eyes and taking a deep breath of the smell lingering in the air, Yuan Ergou spat on the ground very ungracefully, as if he wanted to spit out the feeling in his mind.

"Pah, this smell is really fishy. I bet there is more than one life on that beast."

Looking at the tightly closed door in front of him, he glanced around inconspicuously and made sure that no one was paying attention. Then Yuan Ergou asked cautiously.

"Xiao Zhao, you are the master's personal attendant. Tell me what the master wants to do this time."

"Hey, Brother Yuan, look at what you said. From the beginning to the end, the information I got was exactly the same as yours. The adults said to wait here."

As if he was thinking of some bad memories, a hint of seriousness suddenly flashed across Zhao Zhen's festive baby face.

"Brother Yuan, as a brother, I have to remind you that although you and Miss Li have not yet gotten married, you now have a family to support, so you must not be confused about this matter."

Seeing Zhao Zhen's stubborn expression, Yuan Ergou, who had hit a snag, could only shake his head in disappointment.

However, due to reasons specifically explained before departure, they were able to stay. But seeing Zhang San's attitude of not giving up until he had destroyed the City God Temple, the manipulator behind him became a little restless.

Qi Yin: "Bai Mu, did you see the scene in the Water Mirror Technique? You are here with bad intentions. The high priest went to Longhu Mountain to check the information of the Twenty-Eight Mansions Star Chart. Are you okay on your own?"

"Brother, you know me well. I have fought him before. I have experience in this area. Killing him is as easy as butchering a dog. Please do as you please!"

As a master of the art of Gou, Qi Yin couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw Baimu's confident face.

However, for the sake of Taiping Dao's future plans, Qi Yin still reminded them tirelessly even so.

"Okay, I'll leave the City God Temple to you. Remember, if things get impossible, save your own life first, and I'll naturally mediate with the higher-ups."

…

The sun is scorching at noon. Although it is not summer yet, there is already a sense of scorching heat.

Loosening his sweat-soaked collar, just as Zhao Zhen was thinking about whether there was any flaw in his master's order, a warm palm suddenly covered his shoulder armor.

This was originally Dou Su's exclusive action. Perhaps it was to commemorate the leader who brought him into the industry, or perhaps it was simply to satisfy his own bad taste, but Zhang San became its current successor.

Holding Zhao Zhen with one hand and Yuan Ergou with the other, after experiencing a different kind of hug, Zhang San's already bright expression relaxed a little more.

His heartbeat did not accelerate, and his pulse did not change. With the dual blessing of the transparent world and the memory palace, Zhang San himself was the most accurate lie detector.

Fortunately, after a series of events, they are both trustworthy people.

In fact, it is not difficult to guess that the reason why Zhang San chose the Hundred-Armed Giant as an imperial weapon was for Yaya's safety. The reason why he used it as an excuse this time, in addition to the variability of its image, was also because of its strong recovery ability.

In order to give the murderer behind the scenes time to prepare, Zhang San naturally could not use human lives to fill the gap when he did not know the true situation inside the City God Temple. In this case, Xiao Ke, who possessed immortality, became his best bait.

However, based on his previous stingy character, Zhang San would never watch the bait being eaten.

1001, 1002, ...

Since this was all a scam, after counting silently for nearly a quarter of an hour, Zhang San did not give Yuan Ergou a chance to explain himself and walked straight towards the City God Temple.

It is magnificent and luxurious. If you don't pay attention to the obvious big hole, it seems that this place is no different from before.

Due to the cover of the formation, the people outside could not sense what was happening inside, but it was this tranquility that made the group of dancers walking on the blades smell a different kind of solemnity.

I gathered my messy hair and straightened my clothes. This time I bowed not for anything else, but to the great man of the troubled times, Li Wenzhong! "I am Zhang Sirui, a junior student, and I would like to ask if General Li is safe. May I ask if the City God is safe?"

Accompanied by the stimulation of the innate Qi, Zhang San's voice surged forward like a wave. As the sound waves brushed his face, even the branches of the sycamore trees scattered on the ground were blown up.

However, this voice, like the sound of a Huang Zhong Da Lu, did not receive any response from the other party when it faced the City God Temple.

As expected...are the gods here also dead?

Although no one knows why the power of incense and wishes for the City God remains unchanged after his death, and no one knows why even a veteran general of the Jin Dynasty like Li Wenzhong would die inexplicably, it is this silence that gives Zhang San a reason to draw his sword.

“Swish~”

Dragging a long metallic tail, the Tianbu Liuyun inserted diagonally behind the waist once again showed its unique fangs. Although everyone had many doubts in their hearts, following the commander's actions, their fingers holding the goose feathers horizontally couldn't help but tighten a little.

The atmosphere at the scene was on the verge of breaking out, but before Zhang San could give an order, with the sound of stone friction, the reclining lion that was originally sitting on the lotus platform turned over and stood up. Its movements were so agile and graceful that they were almost indistinguishable from those of a living creature.

In just a few steps, they blocked the gate of the City God Temple.

"@#￥%" (Demon language: You villains, retreat immediately!)

As a living encyclopedia of this work, Gu Xuanyan not only knew that this was a kind of mountain spirit or stone monster, but because of her extensive knowledge and good memory, she could even recognize some of the monster language.

But before she could translate it, since he had already decided to draw his sword, Zhang San would not hesitate for a moment.

“Crack~”

Judging from the touch of the blade, the opponent's body is indeed made of stone, and because of consuming moonlight, the hardness and toughness of their bodies are no less than that of steel.

Not to mention the flexible and light movements that seem like a living thing. The combination of the two makes people feel extremely prickly.

If such a stone monster were placed on the battlefield, it would definitely be a nightmare for the infantry corps. Even with just a simple charge, they could tear through any shield formation.

It's just a pity that they are placed in the wrong place at this time...

Under the entanglement of the talisman, the buzzing sound of thousands of birds began to rise again. Just because of a difference in tone, the blade in Zhang San's hand pierced into the fatal point that caused the resonance.

Perhaps even it itself felt very different. Its body, which could have roamed the battlefield unscathed, was shattered into countless pieces by just one blow.