It had been dark for a long time, but Lin Pingzhi was tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

When Li Chunfeng of the Tang Dynasty formulated the "Linder Calendar", he clearly pointed out: "The ancient calendar divides the day, starting from the half hour of Zi." The midpoint of Zi hour is the beginning of the day, which is just a moment with a special timing function.

Lin Pingzhi, who had something on his mind, still remembered that the old people enjoying the shade under the big trees in the village once mysteriously told him, "When you are not pregnant, you should go home quickly. When the baby is about to arrive, hundreds of ghosts will come out, and it is easiest to see ghosts."

, it is better to find where you are going as soon as possible.”

Lin Xiu, who couldn't sleep in his quilt, felt apprehensive in his heart. He looked at the pale moonlight leaking into the room through the cracks in the window, and listened quietly to the soldiers' chirping as they slowly came closer. The sound of the city's night watch, which was full of melancholy rhythms, if you listened carefully late at night,

Every time the three sounds of "watchman" are accompanied by a long chant, it seems like the three words "kill me" are said.

Finally, the young escort of the Fuwei Escort Agency stood up alone, walked out of the room cautiously, walked quickly past several brightly lit rooms, and then passed through the martial arts training ground with shadows of trees, and finally arrived at the door of the backyard.

He leaned through the crack in the door and peered inside.

A few days ago, the escort office was bustling with activity, but now it was deserted, as if it was a world away.

After Tian Guinong brought people to the restaurant and returned home, Lin Zhennan was overjoyed and ordered people to buy a large amount of land and water ingredients, and held a banquet to entertain more than a hundred people from the escort agency. From the escort's accountant to Ma Bian's cook, everyone was happy

Drunk as they were, several of Jiang Wen's disciples ate without any scruples.

But after that, Lin Zhennan seemed to have learned from the painful experience and suddenly ordered his two children and Jiang Wen's three apprentices not to enter the front yard and the escort room at will. Three meals a day were provided by the kitchen alone - which happened to have a chef in the house.

A pair of children are responsible for going in and out every day, serving food and water.

Lin Zhennan's reason was that the world was dangerous and he had to guard against it. But Lin Pingzhi felt that something was wrong. Even the sounds coming from the escort room in the front hall and the smell coming in were wrong.

The escort house is constantly lit at night, and during the day there is always the sound of swords and guns clashing. It seems that many escorts are practicing martial arts day and night. Every half an hour for a hundred days, there are steps falling like raindrops, mixed with copper.

The gongs, gold and drums were beating as trumpets, as if they were fighting against some invisible opponent.

Even through the courtyard wall, Lin Pingzhi could hear their angry and fearful voices, their footsteps resolute and pessimistic, and their hurried pace without stopping, as if they were engaged in a battle that would never win and would never be seen.

The fight to the end.

Slowly, Lin Pingzhi also discovered that whenever the door was opened, Lin Xiu could see some exhausted and sweaty escorts resting against the corner, and then disappeared into a lighted room in the backyard.

inside.

Lin Pingzhi, who was curious, once stepped onto the wall with light kung fu. Although his view was blocked by the gable in the backyard, he still saw the small door on the diagonal side of the escort office. The wheeled vehicles transporting meat, vegetables, and livestock were standing there.

Waiting in line in the narrow aisle, waiting for the chef to count the ingredients and send them to the kitchen.

Such a bizarre scene never stops happening every day. The amount of ingredients used each time is equivalent to a banquet for the whole family.

Lin Pingzhi couldn't understand why the family could have a feast every day. But if there was no one to eat, the ingredients accumulated in these small carts over time would be enough to fill the front hall, but now it seemed as if they were being sent away

Entering into the bottomless belly of gluttony, there was not a single ripple.

That's not all the weird stuff.

Since the arrival of the imperial plaque with black background and gold paint, the bodyguards have been whispering in twos and threes, talking about this ominous thing, looking at it with fear and disgust, and even if they just pass by by chance, they will panic.

Shift your gaze, preferring to turn a blind eye, as if there is some ghost living inside that can eat people's minds and take away people's lives.

And Lin Zhennan, who used to give Lin Pingzhi lessons every morning and dusk, and weigh his martial arts, has not set foot in the backyard for several days. He is so obsessed that he has not even slept in his own room, and only stayed in the front hall day and night.

Perhaps because he couldn't stand Lin Ping's painstaking interrogation, Mr. Shi from the Fuwei Escort Bureau finally revealed that Mr. Lin had something important to attend to, so he could only sit in the front hall, fully clothed, without leaving for a moment.

Undress and leave.

What's even more strange is that some people say that they accidentally saw Lin Zhennan, who had long been neglected in martial arts, dancing his sword alone in the front hall late at night, as if he was having a fierce confrontation with an invisible opponent, using all the cunning and sharp skills he had never seen before.

Moves, but when he came back to his senses, he found that Lin Zhennan was sitting upright with his sword in hand, as if he had never stood up at all.

All kinds of news came quietly, but Lin Pingzhi could see fewer and fewer escorts.

Lin Pingzhi immediately thought of that ominous black plaque.

Now, whenever he closes his eyes, he will see his father's majestic face, holding his sword in fear, staring at the rugged and winding handwriting on the golden lacquer royal plaque.

Lin Pingzhi imagined that the plaque continuously transformed into various strange shapes, wreaking havoc in the front hall, condensing into a nightmare entity, spreading all kinds of disasters and terror, and devouring the lives of the escorts in Fuwei Escort Agency.

, and also swallowing up his father's sanity that was on the verge of collapse...

Lin Pingzhi was awakened from his chaotic delusion by the sound of another "kill me" sound.

At this time, outside the crack of the door was a dark night that was so dense that it couldn't be dispersed. If you stared for a long time, you could see the loneliness of white shadows emerging from the void.

As a pungent and blinding smell hit him, Lin Pingzhi's eyes were filled with ghostly shadows, and those lurking monster minions were rushing toward him!

Lin Pingzhi fell suddenly from the crack of the door and covered his mouth tightly to prevent himself from screaming.

He was scared, confused, and desperate, because all the reliance he once had was now reduced to a state of shock when he stretched out his hand but found nothing.

But he must not give up, because he is the young escort leader of Fuwei Escort Agency, and besides his father, he is the person who should guard the agency most.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He still remembers the poverty and loneliness when he was a child in the countryside, living with his mother in a shabby thatched house. He even remembers the grand scene of today's Fuwei Escort Agency, crowded with people and surrounded by flowers.

This huge change caused him to have the same nightmare more than once. Since his mother passed away after giving birth to his sister, the last signpost to distinguish dreams has disappeared, and it is even more difficult to distinguish reality from fantasy in his eyes, which is confusing and unsettling.

In the dreams, they always show similar story lines.

In a strange and confusing dream, he encountered the death of his father, the decline of the escort agency, the burning of his entire business to ashes, and his own helpless wandering in the world.

He met a lot of people and made a lot of efforts, but he still suffered humiliation and deceit throughout his life. The name of his enemy was resounding throughout the world, but he could only look up to him like an ant and never have a chance to turn around.

What's even weirder is that in this dream, he never dreamed of his sister Yueru, nor did he dream of his master Jiang Wen - but once his father passed away, the person he cared about most was his sister, and the one he could rely on most was his sister.

This person is the master who lives in seclusion in Wuyi Mountain.

As he grew older, Lin Pingzhi was able to guess that the source of these dreams was the hesitation that emerged in his heart.

People who once had nothing, once they encounter hope as small as straw, they will try their best to grab it, and then they will be as vicious as wolves to guard against being taken away.

Lin Pingzhi is obviously very timid, but he is always bold enough to catch something.

For example, his father, the escort agency, and all the people who are by his side now, he doesn't want to lose any of them again.

The sound of the watchman suddenly faded away. Lin Pingzhi bundled up his single clothes and stood in the cold wind, puffing up his chest again and looking at the crack in the door.

This time, even though he heard the strange sound of rustling tiles again in his ears, and caught a glimpse of white shadows falling from the corner of his eyes, there was only determination and determination in his eyes.

…………

It had been dark for a long time, but Lin Zhennan was waiting restlessly.

Fuzhou City's night watchman sounds like "fighting to kill" come and go, and it happens every night. When Lin Zhennan first came here, he heard the locals say, "There are three mountains and two towers in the city, and you will know the trouble is coming by listening to the tower bells."

It reminds me of those specious omens of good and misfortune found in ancient books.

Looking at the royal plaque with the words "General Leader of the South Green Forest" in gold letters on a black background, Lin Zhennan fell silent and slowly closed his eyes, slightly soothing his exhausted nerves.

Suddenly, a sneaky shadow came through the front door.

"Chief escort, I'm back..."

The figure of Mr. Shi's escort slowly emerged from the night, and he quickly walked into the hall of Fuwei Escort Bureau where the plaque "Fu is in front of Wei" was hung. When he saw the plaque, he pursed his lips in disgust, and then

He came to Lin Zhennan who was sitting upright with his sword in hand.

Lin Zhennan slowly opened his eyes when he heard the voice, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said slightly hoarsely.

"How did things go?"

Shi Biaotou let out a deep breath and stiffly moved the shoulder he had injured a few days ago.

"Don't worry, chief escort."

He grinned mysteriously and said with some pride, "I saw it with my own eyes. There is no problem. Don't worry!"

Lin Zhennan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he received this unexpected but deeply concerned answer.

"That's good. You go to the backyard kitchen and call Master Hua out. I have something to tell you."

Captain Shi left in a hurry and came back again. This time he brought back a middle-aged man with a round and chubby face.

"Chief escort, are you looking for me?"

Master Hua, who worked in the kitchen, had just fallen asleep. The recent affairs at the escort agency had also put him under a lot of pressure. A person who was usually happy and content with his fate began to feel restless. At this time, there was obvious worry on his fat face.

"To let you know, the kitchen and the escort room are almost full now, and they can only be placed in the front yard."

Lin Zhennan waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to say any more.

Lin Zhennan watched the two people arrive and wanted to stand up from the Grand Master's chair in the lobby. However, his physical strength had been exhausted in the silent confrontation with Yubian for several days, and he stumbled and almost fell.

Shi Biaotou hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but Lin Zhennan accidentally photographed the cross wound on his shoulder and instantly grinned.

"Hiss... Chief escort, you have to be careful about your health!"

Shi Biao didn't say anything. After enduring the labor pain, he helped Lin Zhennan stand up, but he didn't dare to let Lin Zhennan move his hand.

"Shi Biaotou, Master Hua."

Lin Zhennan declined the support, stood up and said slowly, "After planning day and night for the past few days, we finally managed to secretly send all the more than a hundred people from the Fuwei Escort Agency out of Fuzhou City, preserving the vitality of the headquarters. The two of you are really indispensable."

The two of them looked at Lin Zhennan without saying a word, but their eyes were full of mixed feelings, and even a little calm, because all this was so difficult.

Lin Zhennan looked into the distance, and the candlelight in the hall danced and shone on his face. The light and shadow wandered around, so that although his expression did not change, it clearly showed various emotions of pain, joy, sorrow and joy.

"The strategy of reducing troops and increasing firepower has worked, but I still feel a little uneasy in my heart. The agreed-upon code signal was not sent back from outside the city. Maybe the imperial envoy sealed the city too tightly. I hope I am being careless..."

Lin Zhennan said, "As the limelight of the Escort Bureau has passed, Fuzhou City's attention is now diverted by the imperial envoy's rebellious behavior. Tomorrow, Escort Master Shi, you will go to Zhongren Medical Center to seek medical advice in the name of your injury becoming serious."
To be continued...