Eighty li outside Bianliang City, a troop was slowly passing by.
This was a team escorting a prison carriage. Strangely, there was no one on the carriage, only an official uniform. It seemed that it belonged to a fifth-grade magistrate.
Behind the prison carriage was a simple and crude carriage pulled by a skinny old horse.
Surrounding them were a group of officials dressed as constables and five soldiers in full armor.
The leading general was dressed in neat armor and carried four steel knives on his back. His beard was carefully groomed, and his face was slightly thin. His eyes were bright.
"Yawn…"
One of the constables yawned out of boredom. He bumped the shoulder of the constable next to him and said in a low voice,"Boss, don't you think this prisoner is too comfortable? We escorts have to walk, but they have a car to sit in.”
The constable glanced at him and said,"It's an order from the Left Thousand Households. What can I do?"”
"Sigh, this mission was really unlucky. Not only did I not get any benefits, but I also suffered along the way.”
The constable sighed and muttered,"I heard that Nie Yuanli offended the state preceptor and wanted to arrest his entire family.”
"His wife and daughter are both in Jinshan Temple. Abbot Fahai has said that he wants to protect his family.”
The constable rolled his eyes, wondering why the newbies these days didn't have any foresight.
Abbot Fahai of the Golden Mountain Monastery was a god with great divine powers. He had said that unless the Imperial Advisor went personally, he could not take anyone from the Golden Mountain Monastery.
Their small arms and legs were not enough for him to brag about. Why would they go up and look for trouble?
"Alright, calm down and be careful. Regardless of whether Lord Nie is wronged or not, it has nothing to do with us. After sending him safely to the Great Temple of Gratitude, we won't have anything to do with him.”
The constable reminded him and then continued on his way.
Zuo Qianhu's ears twitched as he sat on his horse, sighing silently.
He was sure that Lord Nie was wronged, but what could he do? He was just a thousand-man on the edge and could only listen to orders.
Betting on the official uniform to make Lord Nie feel a little more relaxed was already the best he could do.
Alas, there are crafty sycophants in the country. What can I do?
Zuo Qianhu sighed again, suppressing the helplessness in his heart and continuing to urge his horse forward.
Only when night fell did Zuo Qianhu order them to set up camp.
The constables and soldiers sat down on the ground and relaxed. They were less than 40 miles away from Bianliang City. It was the hinterland of the hinterland, so there was no danger.
Even Zuo Qianhu had the same thought. He carried a bowl of dry food and walked into the carriage.
"Lord Nie, eat something. We will reach Bianliang City tomorrow.”
Zuo Qianhu handed the bowl over and said apologetically,""This humble servant is incompetent. Lord Nie has to get on the prison carriage tomorrow. Otherwise, if someone sees it, this humble servant really can't explain.”
Nie Yuan smiled indifferently and said,""What are you saying, Qianhu? Thank you for taking care of me along the way, but…"
"But what?"
Zuo Qianhu was stunned.
Nie Yuanli put down his bowl and sighed.”
"My family is the top scholar, and my teacher is the prime minister. As long as I have the chance to defend myself in court, at least my life won't be in danger.”
"But, I won't have the chance to speak.”
"Sir, why do you say that? The Prime Minister also knows that Daren is wronged!”
Zuo Qianhu was even more confused.
Nie Yuanli didn't answer, but sighed.
"In a while, if Qianhu can escape, then run for your life. Don't return to Bianliang.”
Zuo Qianhu was even more puzzled. Suddenly, his ears twitched and his expression changed. Before he could say anything, he stepped down from the carriage.
"Sigh."
Nie Yuanli did not panic. He only ate the food slowly.
"Even if I die, I'll still be a full ghost. It's just that I didn't live up to Master Miao Kong's good intentions.”
Outside the carriage.
A group of ragged black figures surrounded the carriage.
There were about a hundred people in this group. Their faces were pale and they staggered like hungry ghosts.
"Who are you? Quickly retreat!"
Zuo Qianhu felt that something was wrong, and he immediately raised his two blades and shouted warily.
The people who were like walking corpses did not care. They continued to press forward silently.
"Ah!"
One of the constables couldn't help but pull out a knife and stab it at a strange person. It pierced through the other party's heart like a broken leather.
Before the constable could heave a sigh of relief, the skinny man with a defeated expression pounced on him as if he did not notice anything. His mouth full of uneven teeth bit the constable's neck!
"Gulp…Gulp…"
The terrifying swallowing sound echoed in the dark night. Everyone was so scared that their faces turned pale and they were silent.
"Enemy!"
Zuo Qianhu's angry roar broke the silence. His two blades were like ribbons. With a wave, he beheaded two undeads.
The undeads shook and their headless bodies fell to the ground.
"Beheading can kill these monsters! Don't be afraid! Kill the enemy!"
Zuo Qianhu's spirit was lifted, but the next moment, his eyes were filled with anger.
He saw the two undeads that had their heads cut off by him rub their heads and put them on their necks again.
One could vaguely see the neck twisting strangely, and then the head was reattached.
"Roar!"
As if they were angered, more than ten undeads surrounded Zuo Qianhu.
"Help! Help!"
"Monster! These things are monsters!"
Zuo Qianhu listened to his comrades 'wails, but he couldn't do anything. A group of undeads were firmly restricting him.
If it wasn't for Zuo Qianhu's high martial arts, he would have died long ago.
In just a few breaths, the large number of undeads had taken care of all the constables and soldiers. Only Zuo Qianhu was still struggling, but he could not hold on for much longer.
There were already undeads walking towards Nie Yuanli's carriage.
The target of these monsters was Lord Nie!
Zuo Qianhu's mind raced. Connecting Nie Yuanli's words with his, he was enlightened, but it was still too late.
"Damn it!"
Zuo Qianhu tried his best to kill but it was useless. There were too many undying monsters!
"Lord Nie! Run!"
He could only remind her with his voice.
Nie Yuanli didn't move. He just silently recited the Analects of Confucius. He was ready to die. Although he didn't get what he wanted, at least his wife and daughter were safe.
This was a blessing in disguise.
There were already undeads jumping into the carriage.
At this moment…
"Amitabha!"
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