The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 807: The formation outside the Dragon King Temple

Half an hour later, Shangqiu came out of the wing, and King Nanhuai was waiting at the door. He handed the hexagram to King Nanhuai.

He had been with King Nanhuai for a long time, and every time he made a hexagram, Shangqiu would explain it. Therefore, he also had a certain understanding of the sixty-four hexagrams.

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

"This is where Murong Jie is hiding. It's very accurate. Besides, I'll make another hexagram for the future of the prince. The prince may or may not see it." Shangqiu said tiredly, and then handed another piece of paper. give him.

King Nanhuai took the first sheet, unfolded it, and hid it in his sleeve pocket.

Then, he looked at the second picture and said indifferently: "No need, my life is my fate."

Shangqiu's hand was slowly handed back, and he sighed softly, "Since the prince has such confidence, he will not force it."

He cupped his hands, "I'm leaving now, the prince is very precious."

"No hurry, when Murong Jie is caught, it won't be too late for Mr. to leave!" Nan Huai Wang said.

Shangqiu looked at him with a deep sadness in his eyes, "Your Highness, I have been assisting Your Highness for many years, and I have worked hard, please, Your Highness..."

King Nanhuai interrupted him and said with a smile: "What did you say? Mr. has helped this king for many years, and his kindness is like rebirth of his parents. This king will treat him kindly."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, summoned two people, and said, "Send Mr. back to the room, and protect him strictly so as not to be exploited by thieves."

With that, he strode out.

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. In the past, no wonder they couldn't find it.

He sent people to investigate first. Since Qin Zhou was in Qingzhou, he would not be able to travel with great fanfare before he was sure of Murong Jie's whereabouts.

Two hours later, the spies came back and reported that they did find someone in the Dragon King Temple.

King Nanhuai heard the words, gently bent his fingers, tapped the table, and then sighed, "Mr. is really amazing!"

He stood up and said, "What a pity, a pity."

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

Shangqiu sat on the chair, his face as gray as death, his gray eyes raised slightly, and there was a hint of irony, "Your Highness, is the hexagram right?"

"Mr.'s ingenious plan, this king admires it!" Nanhuai Wang said with a smile.

"Qin Zhou has arrived in Qingzhou. Even if he knows the whereabouts of the regent, can the prince be able to retreat?" Shangqiu asked.

"Don't worry, sir, this king has his own way." King Nanhuai bowed to Shangqiu, bowing his hands, "In these years, I have received the help of my master, and I am very grateful, and I can't repay it. "Sir, take it." The light in Shangqiu's eyes faded, "For many years, I never made a hexagram for myself. If it wasn't for the prince's help, I would have died a long time ago. A person who is already dead, if he starts hexagram again, the time of death is coming. However, after all, I couldn't help it. When I made a fortune for the prince, I also made a fortune for myself.

I know that I can't escape the catastrophe. The matter has come to this point. I'm afraid that the prince will not listen to what you say. There is another hexagram, in the sleeve of Xia, after Xia's death, the prince can take it and take a look. "

Nanhuai Wang smiled slightly, "What did Mr. say? Mr. will live a hundred years."

He turns around and walks out.

The door closed gently, and he stood in front of the porch, looking at a rose protruding from the corner, which was very beautiful, like a smear of bright red blood.

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

The door of the room opened, and a pool of dazzling red blood was seen on the ground. Shangqiu died painlessly. Well prepared to die.

He stood at the door and bowed to the corpse, "Go sir."

The bottom of his eyes was dyed with some shallow sadness, and when he turned around, he became resolute.

More than 30 people, dressed as servants of wealthy families, left the house before and after they were divided.

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

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

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

In the Dragon King Temple, the rain stopped and the sky was clear.

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

Murong Jie dragged his injured body, walked around the Dragon King Temple, looked at the terrain, and then came back with a good idea.

"Are we leaving? If the weather is nice, they will definitely come." Zian asked.

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

He asked Zian to take down the curtain hanging in the Dragon King Temple and tore it open, and bandage the wound tightly for him. Then, he moved a lot of large stones outside, then chopped bamboo, and inserted several rows at the door. , looks a little funny.

"What is this?" Zi An looked curiously.

"The formation that my ancestors taught in the past is called Bamboo Pai formation." Murong Jie clapped his hands, "It can withstand a while."

Zi'an is really curious about the truth of the old ancestor, "She can also do the formation?"

"This is already the simplest formation, and she will have some more profound ones, but she taught me at the time, and most of them can only be used on the battlefield."

Zi An has never had an in-depth understanding of the formation technique, but, having read some ancient and military books in modern times, he knows that the most powerful strategists make good use of the formation technique.

She looked at the bamboo rafts and stones and felt that it was very simple. The road was visible, how could she stop the enemy?

Seeing her disbelief, Murong Jie smiled and said, "Try to go out and come back."

Zi An said: "Okay, just to verify how much you have learned from your ancestors."

Zi An stepped out. It was very easy to go out, because looking out from the door, you could see a clear path.

However, when she came out, she couldn't see the road. She could only see the bamboo forest and the large stones.

This is strange. They are clearly just rows of bamboos inserted into them. Although they still have branches and leaves, the mystery can be seen at a glance inside, but how can they not be seen outside.

In addition, she saw that the bamboos were very sparsely placed inside, but outside, she saw that it was airtight, and the stones were like rockery.

She tried to walk in, but the jungle was full of rocks and stumbling blocks, making it impossible to enter.

"Seven!" she called.

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

Zi Anxin was secretly suspicious. When she was inside just now, she saw everything outside. Why was she standing outside and couldn't see anything inside? This... this clearly violates any physical principle.