Chapter 1203 Beheaded

The window was closed, but the gap in the wood was large, so it would definitely not be able to trap it.

The room was dim and full of clutter, so it was basically impossible for a normal person to find the whereabouts of the eyeball spider.

However, Ban Jing's eyes glowed red, and he actually grabbed the sewing needle on the table and shot a few needles, shouting at the same time: "Enemy attack!"

The needle was still bloody, which was used to prick Situ He's finger before.

But this little thing was quite flexible, and it ducked into the crack in the ground.

Ban Jing stretched out his hand to lift the wooden board, and then stabbed it with four needles in a row.

The eyeball spider dodged three needles, but was nailed by the last needle.

But this did not bother it. Its thin long legs broke with a sound, and the remaining seven legs worked together, and it slipped away quickly.

In a blink of an eye, it was close to the wooden window.

Ban Jing jumped up and chased after it, bypassing two stools and a wooden table to intercept the eyeball spider.

It turned temporarily and jumped downstairs.

The two officers were about to rush upstairs upon hearing the noise, but were knocked down by Ban Jing.

The way was blocked, and the spider ran away in the crack of the ground after just a moment's delay. There is a cellar under the cloth shop, which is really a happy home for spiders and insects.

Ban Jing was so angry that he cursed: "Idiot!"

Outside the cloth shop, a masked man suddenly approached and jumped to the attic in two steps.

The person who robbed the prisoner of death row has finally come!

The Bisha army had been ambushing around and was impatient. Seeing this, they fired a wave of arrows and then rushed out to capture the enemy.

The masked man turned on the outer wall of the attic, dodged a few arrows, and then jumped towards the carriage and horse stack in the distance. His movements were light and swift, as if gravity had no effect on him.

"Chase, don't let him run away!" The leader of the Bisha army shouted, and a large group of people chased after him.

Of course, there were more than 20 people who continued to stay outside the attic.

However, just as they watched their teammates disappear out of the alley, several bottles were thrown out of the darkness, and they smashed under their feet with a few pops.

A cloud of white mist rose up, carrying an indescribable stench!

The Bisha soldiers were caught off guard, and their sense of smell was attacked by terror. They felt dizzy and vomited when they bent over, and they couldn't react at all!

This is a fragrant dumpling that Lingguang personally modified several times. The smell is more prominent and lasting to humans, and there is also a smoke screen effect.

There was a click, and a hole was suddenly knocked out of the wooden wall of the attic!

The wood chips exploded inward, and the death row prisoner subconsciously closed his eyes.

Someone rushed in and grabbed the chair behind Situ He. The next action was to take out a black hood and cover the prisoner's head!

"......?" Situ He was full of questions. What was going on?

Was this person here to save him or to rob him?

His eyes went dark, and he heard someone say, "Sorry, bear with it."

Then, he felt his body lighten, and all the noise around him disappeared.

What happened?

The one who rescued him was, of course, He Lingchuan.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared beside the hole.

Ban Jing appeared.

To be precise, it was the clone of the Ghost King Xuanlu who suddenly appeared from behind He Lingchuan, and stabbed him in the heart with a dagger!

This was fast, accurate and ruthless, as if it had been accumulating power for a long time.

It also has a magical power similar to Li Dai Tao Jiang, which puts a mark here first, and when it activates the magical power, it can move back in one step!

Just now, the eyeball spider wanted to lead it away, but it also deliberately walked away to let the people outside jump in and jump into the pit?

He Lingchuan happened to be holding the chair behind Situ He, and he had no time to turn around and parry.

But he didn't have to parry.

At the critical moment, a layer of black armor suddenly appeared on He Lingchuan's body, and Ban Jing stabbed it on the armor.

Although it was dull, the armor was surprisingly hard. Ban Jing used so much force that the dagger actually broke into two pieces with a "ding".

"Luo Sheng Jia!" His eyes were red and his voice trembled with anger.

He never expected that he would encounter Luo Sheng Jia at this moment and place!

In this delay, even Situ He and the chair disappeared, and He Lingchuan quickly put away something.

The ghost king seemed to see a toy-like thing flashing in his hand.

... Small world? A small world that can hide in a living person?

He didn't pierce He Lingchuan's heart, but the latter took advantage of the force to jump forward two steps, broke through the window like a young swallow spreading its wings, and jumped to the center of the street.

Sawdust flew again, and this time a small black dot on the wooden door of the cloth shop jumped on him.

The eyeball spider returned!

Ban Jing pointed at his back and said, "Go!"

The twenty or so Bisha soldiers who stayed in the attic were originally suffocated by the fragrant dumplings and rushed out in a hurry. When he pointed at them, they suddenly turned around and chased the masked man in the west in unison.

Red light flashed in their eyes, as if the physical discomfort disappeared instantly.

Death row prisoners are the weak point of the Situ family. Once they are rescued, Jucheng will be in big trouble.

Ban Jing also rushed to the broken window in one step. Just as he leaned out to look, he saw a cold light flashing in front of him, and the Fusheng knife flew in!

This time the timing was extremely clever. Ban Jing's vision was blocked by the window sill, and the Fusheng knife shot out from this visual blind spot, as if it had been waiting here for a long time.

Ban Jing shrank his head in shock, but it was too late.

Fusheng passed over his face, and blood flashed.

From the left temple to the right corner of the mouth, a face was just cut in half.

Ban Jing immediately fell backwards and fell out of the window. As the dust rolled down, the red and white dirt splashed all over the ground.

There was a black shadow in his head, which was also cut in half by Fusheng at the same time. It only made a resentful cry and disappeared.

The ghost king Xuanlu had another clone and died.

It was much more suffocating than the clone on Nangong Yan's body, and it didn't have time to release its magical power before it dissipated.

The Vixia soldier who was controlled by it suddenly stood still, with a look of confusion on his face.

The negative thread that restrained them also disappeared with Xuan Lu's clone.

They were stunned for a few breaths before they remembered what they should do. At first glance, they saw two masked men running wildly on the roof of the shop, one to the east and the other to the west, exactly the same, both as nimble as meerkats, leaving only for later Or a back view.

Clone technique?

"Ah, what should I do?"

"Chase, chase!"

So the twenty or so people divided themselves into two teams, each pursuing one side.

But the team from the east pursued them for more than a hundred feet, and their target disappeared.

Bad luck, this is a fake clone.

Ordinary people were running on the roof, either missing the ground or stepping on broken tiles, but that guy looked like his feet never touched the ground, as if he could take off with wings. The Pixia soldiers chased him on the ground, and within a few steps they were unable to catch him.

The soldiers chased to the west and watched as He Lingchuan's figure sank, as if he had jumped into the backyard of the carriage house.

So they rushed over to take a look:

There were horses, hay, and carriages in the yard, but no one!

Where have the condemned man and his captors gone?

The two of them didn't give up, one held the door, the other quickly searched around the carriage house, and then went to the room to check one by one.

All the cooks in the inn were woken up and complained.

But the fugitive disappeared and disappeared mysteriously here.

Where did it go?

"Escape technique?" This is the most reasonable explanation.

"Open the Forbidden Escape Array!" A large group of people from the county government and the garrison were rushing to the cloth store. A roar echoed through half of the town, "Now!"

After the escape technique was banned, the masked man was trapped in the city, and they could slowly arrest him.

The official guards wanted to dig three feet into the ground.

The whole city was brightly lit, and the residents were so noisy that they dared not speak out in anger.

The guards searched the house and left, and they spat at the guards' backs.

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Fu Liushan took out a cloth bag from his arms and opened it. There were three or four hairs inside.

"Here, this is your Master Situ's hair. Let's see if it can guide me where I am."

Fu Liushan twisted his hair into a small lock and stuffed it into an open-mouthed melon seed shell. The melon seed shell was painted red and had strange lines on the surface. But before anyone could take a closer look, Fu Liushan lit a pinch of real fire on his fingertips and pressed it directly into the melon seed shell.

"Go!"

This strange melon seed shell revealed a red light and was faintly pulsing.

Then he took out a palm-sized straw man and pressed the dark red melon seed shell into its chest.

The light disappeared, but then the straw man raised his hand and pointed to the southwest.

"Let's go, it will point to Situ He's location." Fu Liushan explained, "This spell was originally used to find lost children. Some demons will abduct children and trick them into remote places before eating them."

Everyone was about to go out when the sudden sound of hurried footsteps came.

Everyone had no choice but to hide in the alley and wait until more than 300 soldiers passed by before quietly poking their heads.

The official office actually arranged so many people nearby!

At this moment, a soldier in the Vixia team suddenly stopped and turned his head to look into the dark alley.

His eyes were particularly cold, even a little red, as if he could see the person behind him through the wall.

Fu Liushan's scalp was numb and he secretly said something bad.

But he was prepared, and he held up a small lamp with a flip of his wrist.

The lampshade was very dark, and even the firelight inside was very weak. Through the wall, there is no clue to the outside.

He blocked the firelight with one hand, causing everyone to gather around the candle, and then made a silencing gesture.

The heart-covering candle can block the prying eyes of ghosts.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath.

The soldier tilted his head, as if a little strange. But he no longer sensed the aura of living people, so he turned around to follow the team and left quickly.

Fu Liushan was relieved.

Damn it, this city is full of ghosts.

"Master Fu, look." A guard pointed to the southwest and whispered, "There is movement there too, right in the direction of the straw man's finger."

Was Situ He's real detention place also attacked?

Fu Liushan took a breath of air: "Good guy, how many people are here tonight?"

The popularity of the Situ family is too good, right?

If he had been kidnapped, no one would have come to rescue him, well, probably not.

When the shouts started, a large group of people in the city rushed there. Obviously Fu Liushan's guidance and tracking skills were correct, and the government was much more nervous about this place than the prison.

Another person suddenly said: "Ah, the straw man stopped pointing!"

Fu Liushan was startled and looked down:

The straw man held in his palm, the hand that originally pointed straight to the southwest, actually dropped down.

Can't reach the target.

What does this mean?

Everyone was surprised and asked why, Fu Liushan looked solemn:

"The tracking technique is isolated. These people are very clever."