Chapter 34 Section 1 Qingyuan Town Sentinel
Qingyuan Town.
The noisy market is crowded with people.
Locating in a remote place in the Western Regions, the troops of the High Priest of the Middle Palace have not yet attacked here, and that battle was not the Central and Turkish army, but the barbarian orc army in an attempt to wash the town.
However, soon, there will be no peace here.
"The wild orc troops came here last time, what happened later?"
A simple teahouse on the street, passers-by, horses and ox carts, etc.
The speaker is sitting on a bench in the teahouse, with his hands on the simple wooden red table.
This person is burly, sitting straight, dressed in a long brown coat, and there is also a sudden light in his eyes, which is extremely amazing!
After saying this, he quickly picked up a bowl of tea on the table and slowly handed it to his mouth, but looked at it and did not drink it down.
Opposite him, sat a slightly fat middle-aged man with a respectful face. Hearing the question of the man in brown long, he immediately smiled and said, "The orc troops came to Qingyuan Town and did nothing. Soon they were blocked. They didn't even enter the gate of this town."
"What?"
The man in brown long clothes was very confused and surprised and couldn't help putting down the teacup.
"Yes, my lord. Not only did they fail to enter the gate, but they were all destroyed on the wilderness outside the gate. The middle-aged man said.
The man in brown long robe raised his head and looked into the distance.
When the middle-aged man saw that the man in brown did not say anything, he simply told what happened that day in detail: "On that day, the orc troops were ready to wash Fengyuan Town. At the beginning, they sent a small number of advance troops without any obstacles along the way. After all, these Middle-earth people were all civilians. And the county government of Qingyuan Town, although it is prepared and gathers troops, it is just some militia, not well equipped, but a big knife and a long gun and so on. What's more, they don't have any spells. All of them are just a strong body and strength.
"Go on." The man in brown long clothes said.
When the middle-aged man saw that the man in brown did not respond, he had been looking at the long streets and the bustling flow of people outside the teahouse. He couldn't help but stop talking. However, at this moment, the man in brown had spoken, so the middle-aged man said again: "At the time of the war, the original orc troops had an advantage. , because they are from the beast tribe, with strong power and weapon arrays rarely seen by Middle-earth people, so when they rushed over, the momentum was shocking.
"I heard that this battle was the appearance of a teenager and changed the ending, didn't it?" Suddenly, the man in brown long clothes asked.
The middle-aged man couldn't help but be stunned and said, "Oh, so you know."
The middle-aged man thought about it again. The confused and surprised appearance of the man in brown robe seemed to have been deliberately disguised.
"I'm just testing you. As a sentry of the Western Regions, you must understand that you must do anything to master the key points of some wars, you know?" The man in brown long clothes seems to be the boss of this middle-aged man.
But where are they from?
Who is the "Western Regions Whistle"? What do they do?
"Well, you, what do you call it? We just heard that the high priest sent a powerful man to take charge of the war in the Western Regions. The high priest's powerful men are very mysterious and capable. Excuse me, do you know that?" The middle-aged man is still a little worried, although at this moment, when he asks this, he still has respect on his face.
"You are••••••"
The man in brown long wanted to say something, but his eyes saw the middle-aged man and quickly turned around and stopped abruptly.
"Ghost Art - Dun!"
The face of the man in brown long clothes suddenly changed, and he shouted like this.
In the middle-aged man, he only felt a slight rippling flame suddenly floating beside him. Then, he felt a shock all over his body, and all the thoughts in his hands and minds seemed to float out!
When he reacted again, the middle-aged man found that he was already in Qingyuan Town, outside the city, in the wilderness, surrounded by nothing.
"You--you really--really•••••••"
The middle-aged man was extremely surprised.
"I am the right hand of the high priest." The man in brown long clothes said indifferently.
"You - so you are - ghost - ghost protection!" The middle-aged man quickly fell to the ground and shouted respectfully!
"Well, this time I came to Qingyuan Town not to see you people. I won't care about the rest of the things. I will also be in charge of the whistle. However, there is only one thing that you have to find out for me." It turns out that this man in brown long clothes is a ghost!
What is he going to do when he comes to the Western Regions?
He came this time, which naturally meant Jiang Jun, the high priest of the ghost door.
The land of the Western Regions is already one of the five Middle-earth states with more frequent wars. In addition, it is Dongzhou.
"Didn't you come to inspect armaments? Isn't it to guide the war? By the way, don't you need to manage our sentries stationed in the Western Regions? The middle-aged man turned out to be a sentry in the Western Regions in the five-state war carried out by the high priest of the Central Palace.
Moreover, this middle-aged man looks a little skillful, because when he was transferred here by the ghost just now, he obviously understood the moves of such ghost spells.
It turned out that Jiang Jun, the high priest, was the master of the ghost sect. Some of the five state troops he set up were held by practitioners in his own sect.
"No." The ghost said that he knew in his heart that although these wars involved life and death, they were not a big deal.
The real thing is what the owner of the ghost door plotted.
"Qin Tian, where is that boy now?" The ghost's eyes are sharp!
The middle-aged man understood and said, "It turns out that the protection of the law is the boy!" In the battle of Qingyuan Town, it was the boy who appeared and changed the situation on the battlefield. However, not long ago, he left Qingyuan Town and should have returned to his hometown - Qingzhou. But I'm not sure."
"Uncertain?"
"Yes."
The ghost's look is a little abnormal, and there is a little red in his eyes!
The middle-aged man was stunned!
"Oh, by the way, although we don't know his whereabouts, we are still sure of one thing." The middle-aged man said.
"What, say it!"
"There was also a girl who went to Qingyuan Town with him. The two separated from the restaurant in Qingyuan Town not long ago. Later, the girl also left Fengyuan Town, but she noticed her whereabouts and our whistle." The middle-aged man said with a faint smile.
"You paid attention to a girl, but didn't take good care of the boy's whereabouts?" The ghost was a little angry.
"Yes, because some of our whistles have been paying attention to the girl for a long time. Because that's a pretty good girl."
The ghost understood at the moment.
"Where is she now?" The ghost asked.
"I'm going to Qingzhou." The middle-aged man said, "It's just two days since we set out, and the girl followed our whistle, so you can find Qin Tian through her."
"It seems that you are not stupid."
The ghost finished his words, stroked with one hand, and his body flashed, and quickly dissipated on the wilderness of Qingyuan Town.
The middle-aged man dissipated with him.