Chapter 1222: Beheaded

The window was closed, but the wooden cracks were large, so it definitely couldn't trap it. The light in the room was very dark, and there were many sundries, so it was basically impossible for normal people to find the whereabouts of the eyeball spider.

However, Ban Jing's eyes emitted red light, and he actually grabbed the sewing needle on the table and shot it over with a 'whoosh whoosh', while shouting: "Enemy attack!"

The needle tip was still bloody; this was the one used to prick Boss Situ He's fingers earlier.

But this little thing's movement was quite flexible, and it drilled into the floor cracks with a low body.

Ban Jing reached out and uncovered the wooden board, and shot four more needles in a row.

The eyeball spider dodged three needles, but was nailed in the leg by the last one.

But this couldn't stump it. The thin long leg broke in response, and the remaining seven legs worked together, slipping away fast just the same.

In the blink of an eye, it approached the wooden window.

Ban Jing jumped to intercept, bypassed two stools and a wooden table to block the eyeball spider's path.

It turned temporarily and jumped downstairs.

The two runners heard the sound and were about to rush upstairs, but were bumped into a tumble by Ban Jing.

The path was blocked, and just by delaying this much, the spider drilled into the floor cracks and ran away. There was a cellar under this cloth shop, which was truly a happy home for spider insects.

Ban Jing cursed angrily: "Stupid!"

And outside the cloth shop, a masked man suddenly approached and jumped toward the attic in two steps.

The person rescuing the death-row prisoner finally came!

The Pi Xia army had long been ambushed in the surroundings, impatient. Seeing this, they fired a wave of arrows and rushed out to capture the enemy.

The masked man's figure flipped on the outer wall of the attic, dodging a few arrows, and then leaped toward the carriage inn in the distance, his movements light and fast, as if gravity had no effect on him at all.

"Chase, don't let him run!" A Pi Xia army leader shouted, and the large group of people chased after him.

Of course, there were still twenty or so people left guarding outside the attic.

But they had just watched their teammates' backs disappear at the end of the alley when several bottles were suddenly thrown out from the darkness, smashing at their feet with 'pop pop' sounds and breaking.

Clouds of white mist surged up, carrying an indescribable foul odor! The Pi Xia soldiers were caught off guard, their sense of smell suffered a terrorist attack, and for a time they were dizzy and vomiting, unable to make a second reaction!

This was the improved version of the incense ball personally made by Ling Guang. The smell was more prominent to humans, more lasting, and also had a smoke screen effect.

Then with a 'crack' sound, the wooden wall of the attic was suddenly hit with a hole!

Wooden chips and debris exploded inward, and the death-row prisoner closed his eyes subconsciously.

Someone crashed in, grabbed the chair behind Boss Situ He, and the next action was actually to take out a black hood and cover the prisoner's head! "...?" Boss Situ He was full of question marks. What was this? Was this person here to rescue him or kidnap him?

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

Afterwards, he felt his body lighten, and the noise around him disappeared completely.

What happened?

The one rescuing him was naturally He He Lingchuan.

Just at this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared by the hole.

Ban Jing appeared.

To be precise, the Profound Lu Ghost King's clone suddenly emerged from behind He He Lingchuan, stabbing a short dagger straight into his heart!

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

It also had a supernatural power similar to 'Li Dai Tao Jiang' (substituting a plum tree for a peach tree), first placing a mark here, and when activating the supernatural power, it could move back in one step!

Ban Jing had deliberately walked away, letting the people outside jump into the pit! He He Lingchuan was supporting the chair behind Boss Situ He and couldn't turn around to parry at all.

However, he didn't need to parry.

At the critical moment, a layer of black armor suddenly emerged on He He Lingchuan's body, and Ban Jing's strike hit the armor.

Although it was dim and lusterless, the hardness of this armor was astonishing, and Ban Jing used such force that the dagger actually broke into two pieces with a 'ding' sound.

"Luo Sheng Armor!" Red light flared in his eyes, and his voice trembled with shock and anger.

He never expected that at this moment and place, he would actually encounter the Luo Sheng Armor!

With this delay, even Boss Situ He and the chair disappeared, and He He Lingchuan quickly put away an object.

The Ghost King seemed to see something like a toy flash by in his hand.

... A small world? A small world that can hide living people?

He didn't pierce He He Lingchuan's heart, but the latter borrowed the force to leap forward two steps, breaking through the window like a swallow spreading its wings, and jumped into the center of the street.

It was wooden chips flying again. This time, a small black dot jumped onto him from the wooden door of the cloth shop.

The eyeball spider returned to its position!

Ban Jing pointed at his back: "Go!"

The twenty or so Pi Xia soldiers guarding under the attic, who had originally been smoked to death by the incense balls and were busy running outside, suddenly turned around when he pointed, and chased toward the masked man in the west in unison.

Red light appeared in their eyes, as if their physical discomfort had instantly disappeared.

The death-row prisoner was the Boss Situ family's soft underbelly. Once rescued, Ju City would be in big trouble.

Ban Jing himself rushed to the broken window and just poked his head out to look, but saw cold light flashing in front of him, and the Floating Life Blade spun over!

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

Ban Jing was shocked and shrank his head, but it was too late.

Floating Life swept across his face, and blood appeared.

From the left temple to the right corner of the mouth, a face was cut diagonally into two halves.

Ban Jing immediately fell headfirst, rolling out of the window. When he rolled into the dust, the ground was splattered with red and white matter.

There was a black shadow in his skull, which was also cut into two by Floating Life at the same time, only letting out a resentful scream before disappearing.

Another clone of the Profound Lu Ghost King, dead.

It was much more aggrieved than the clone on Nangong Yan, and it hadn't had time to release its supernatural power before dissipating.

The Pi Xia soldiers controlled by it stood still, with blank expressions on their faces.

The shadow lines controlling them also disappeared along with the Profound Lu clone.

They were stunned for a few breaths before remembering what they were supposed to do. Looking back, two masked men were running wildly on the roof ridge of the shop, one east and one west, exactly the same, both as agile as mongooses, leaving only a back view for the latecomers.

Clone technique? "Ah, what to do?"

"Chase, chase!"

So these twenty or so people split into two teams on their own, each chasing one side.

But the team on the east side chased for more than a hundred zhang, and the target disappeared.

Bad luck, this was a fake clone.

Ordinary people running on the roof either stepped into the air or crushed the tiles, but that guy looked like his feet didn't touch the ground, as if he could fly if he had wings. The Pi Xia soldiers chased on the ground, and couldn't see his back after chasing a few steps.

These few soldiers chased toward the west, watching He He Lingchuan's figure sink, as if jumping into the backyard of the carriage inn.

So they also rushed over to check:

There were horses, hay, and carriages in the courtyard, but no people! Where did the death-row prisoner and the person who rescued him go?

Where did they go? "Evasion technique?" This was the most reasonable explanation.

"Open the Evasion Restriction Array!" The large group of people from the government office and the garrison were rushing to the cloth shop, and a roar resounded through half of the small city, "Immediately!"

After the evasion technique was restricted, the masked man was trapped in the city, and they could slowly capture him.

The government office guard wished they could dig three feet into the ground.

The whole city was brightly lit, and the residents were all woken up, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

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

&&&&& Here, Fu Liushan took out a cloth bag from his bosom and opened it, inside were three or four strands of hair.

"Here, this is the hair of your Young Master Boss Situ. Let's see if it can point out where the main body is."

Fu Liushan twisted the hair into a small strand and stuffed it into a mouth-opened melon seed shell. This melon seed shell was painted red, and there were strange patterns on the surface, but before others could look closely, Fu Liushan's fingertips ignited a wisp of true fire and pressed it directly into the melon seed shell.

"Ignite!"

This strange melon seed shell revealed red light, faintly with some pulsation.

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

That point of light disappeared, but the straw doll immediately raised its hand, pointing to the southwest.

"Let's go, it will point to Boss Situ He's location." Fu Liushan explained, "This magic was originally for finding lost children. Some demons and ghosts would abduct children, trick them into remote places, and then eat them."

Everyone was about to go out when sudden rapid footsteps came.

Everyone had to hide in the alley and not move, waiting until more than three hundred soldiers ran past from the front before quietly poking their heads out.

The government office actually deployed so many people nearby!

Just at this moment, a soldier in the Pi Xia team suddenly stopped and turned to look at the dark alley.

His gaze was exceptionally cold, and there was even a bit of faint red, as if he could see through the wall to the people behind.

Fu Liushan's scalp went numb, secretly saying 'not good'.

But he was prepared, his wrist flipped and he held up a small lamp.

The lamp shade was very dark, and the fire inside was also very weak. Through the wall, the outside couldn't see the clues.

He blocked the firelight with one hand, making everyone gather around and surround the candle, and then made a gesture of silence.

The Heart-Covering Candle could isolate the peeping of ghosts and monsters.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath.

The soldier tilted his head, looking a bit strange. But he didn't detect the breath of living people again, so he turned and followed the team, walking away quickly.

Fu Liushan breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn it, there are ghost things everywhere in this city.

"Master Fu, look." A guard pointed to the southwest and whispered, "There is movement there too, right, right in the direction the straw doll is pointing."

Was Boss Situ He's true place of detention also attacked?

Fu Liushan gasped. "Good fellow, how many groups of people came tonight?"

The Boss Situ family's popularity was really too good, wasn't it?

If it were him who was kidnapped, he estimated no one would come to save him. Hmm, there shouldn't be.

Shouts rose, and the large group of people in the city rushed over there. Obviously, Fu Liushan's tracking technique didn't go wrong, and the government office was more nervous about this place than the prison.

Another person suddenly said, "Ah, the straw doll isn't pointing anymore!"

Fu Liushan was shocked and looked down: the straw doll held in his palm, whose hand originally pointed straight to the southwest, had indeed dropped.

It couldn't point to the target anymore.

What did this mean? Everyone asked in shock, and Fu Liushan's expression was solemn:

"The tracking technique was isolated. These people have good methods."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1223 =====

What is the meaning of this? Everyone asked the reason in shock, and Fu Liushan's expression was solemn:

"The tracking spell has been blocked; these people have quite the means."

(End of chapter)