Chapter 804 Formation Outside the Dragon King Temple

Half an hour later, Shangqiu came out from the side room, King Nanhuai was waiting at the door, and he handed the hexagram to King Nanhuai.

He has been with King Nanhuai for a long time, and every time a hexagram is raised, Shangqiu will explain it. Therefore, he himself has a certain understanding of the sixty-four hexagrams.

It was only half an hour later, Shangqiu was much older, and his hair was dyed white at the sideburns. It can be seen that he really spent all his energy to spy on the secrets of heaven.

"This is the place where Murong Jie is hiding. It is very accurate. Besides, I will make another divination for the future of the prince. The prince may or may not read it." Shangqiu said wearily, and then handed him another piece of paper.

King Nanhuai took the first one, unfolded it for a look, and then hid it in his sleeve pocket.

Then, he looked at the second picture and said indifferently: "No need, my fate depends on me."

Shangqiu's hand was slowly passed back, and he sighed softly, "Since the lord is so confident, I won't force it."

He cupped his hands, "I'm leaving, my lord takes care."

"Don't worry, it won't be too late for you to leave after Murong Jie is caught!" King Nan Huai said.

Shangqiu looked at him, and there was deep sadness in his eyes, "My lord, I have assisted my lord for many years, and I have done nothing but work, please my lord..."

King Nanhuai interrupted him, and said with a smile: "What did you say, sir? Sir, you have helped me for many years, and your kindness is like reborn parents. This king will treat you kindly."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand, summoned two people, and said: "Send Mr. back to the room, and strictly protect it, so as not to be taken advantage of by thieves."

After speaking, he strode out.

The Dragon King Temple is really a good place to hide. There is indeed a Dragon King Temple in Qingzhou. It is located at the foot of the northwest mountain in Qingzhou. Blame they can't find it.

He sent people to investigate first. Since Qin Zhou was in Qingzhou Mansion, before Murong Jie's whereabouts were confirmed, it was impossible for him to travel with great fanfare.

Two hours later, the spy came back and reported that there were indeed people in the Dragon King Temple.

Upon hearing this, King Nanhuai lightly bent his fingers and tapped on the table, then sighed, "Sir, you are truly a god!"

He stood up and said again: "What a pity, what a pity."

He walked out, followed by four people, and pushed open the door of Shangqiu's wing.

Shang Qiu sat on the chair, his face ashen ashes, his gray eyes slightly raised, showing a hint of sarcasm, "Your Majesty, is the hexagram correct?"

"Mr. is so clever, I admire you!" King Nanhuai said with a smile.

"Qin Zhou has already arrived in Qingzhou, even if he knows the whereabouts of the Prince Regent, can the prince escape unscathed?" Shangqiu asked.

"Sir, don't worry, this king has his own way." King Nanhuai bowed to Shangqiu and cupped his hands, "These years, I have been very grateful to Mr. for your help, and I can't repay you. This gift, Mr. received Alright."

The light in Shangqiu's eyes faded, "I have been here for many years, and I have never made a divination for myself. If it hadn't been for the prince to save me, I would have died a long time ago. For a person who is already dead, if he recites a divination, his death will come. Just now, when I made a divination for the prince, I also made a divination for myself. I know that I will not escape the catastrophe. The matter has come to this point. I am afraid that the prince will not listen to what I say. There is another divination. I have a sleeve In the middle, after the next death, the prince can take a look."

King Nanhuai smiled slightly, "What did you say, sir? You will live a long life."

He turned and walked out.

The door was gently closed, and he stood in front of the porch, looking at a rose plant protruding from the corner of the wall, blooming very delicately, like streaks of bright red blood.

There was a muffled murmur in the room, and then there was no more sound.

The door of the room was opened, and there was a pool of dazzlingly red blood slithering open on the ground. Shangqiu died painlessly, his eyes were closed, his face was slightly paler, as if he had fallen asleep, and he was obviously ready to go. Prepare to die.

He stood at the door and bowed to the corpse, "Sir, please go."

There was some slight sadness in his eyes, and as soon as he turned around, it became a resolute determination.

More than thirty people, dressed as servants of rich families, left the house one after another.

King Nanhuai pretended to be a wealthy businessman, got into a sedan chair, carried by four porters, and headed northwest.

In the city, a large number of people searched nearby shops and houses.

King Nanhuai gently lowered the curtain and closed his eyes, Qin Zhou, that's all.

In the Dragon King Temple, the rain stopped and the sky became clearer.

The fine sunshine shines brightly on the earth, and the world after the rain seems to have been cleaned.

Murong Jie dragged his seriously injured body, walked around the Dragon King Temple for a while, looked at the terrain, and then came back as if he knew what he had in mind.

"Are we leaving? When the weather is fine, they will definitely find them." Zian asked.

Murong Jie shook his head lightly, "No need!"

He asked Zian to take down the curtain hanging in the Dragon King Temple and tear it open, and bandaged his wound tightly. Then, he moved a lot of big stones outside, cut bamboo, and inserted a few rows at the door. Somewhat funny.

"What is this?" Zi'an looked curiously.

"The formation taught by our ancestors is called Bamboo Pai Formation." Murong Jie clapped his hands, "It can be resisted for a while."

Zi'an was really curious about the abilities of his ancestor, "She knows how to form a formation?"

"This is already the simplest formation. She also knows some more advanced ones. It was just that she taught me at that time, and most of them can only be applied on the battlefield."

Zian has never had a deep understanding of formations, but he has read some ancient books and military books in modern times, and knows that powerful military strategists are good at using formations.

Looking at those bamboo rafts and stones, she thought it was very simple, the road was visible, how could they stop the enemy?

Seeing that she didn't seem to believe it, Murong Jie smiled and said, "Try to go out and then walk back."

Zi'an said: "Okay, it's also a good time to verify how much you have learned from your ancestors."

Zi'an stepped out, and it was very easy to walk out, because from the door, one could see a clear path.

However, when she left the battle, she couldn't see the road, only the thick bamboo forest and large stones entrenched.

This is so strange, it is clearly just rows of bamboo inserted in, although there are still branches and leaves, but the mystery that can be seen at a glance inside, can't be seen clearly from the outside.

Moreover, she saw that the arrangement of bamboo was very sparse inside, but outside, she saw that the stones were impenetrable, like rockeries.

She tried to walk in, but there were stumbling blocks everywhere in the dense forest, making it impossible to enter.

"Old Seven!" she called out.

There was no movement over there, and she couldn't even see Murong Jie.

Zi'an was secretly suspicious. When she was inside just now, she saw everything outside. How could she stand outside and couldn't see anything inside?

This... This clearly violates any physical principles.