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Chapter 262 The Career (4000 words combined into one chapter)

Jiannan Road, Jinguan City.

The Nanman witches and Gu masters did not go far after they withdrew, but stationed dozens of miles outside Jinguan City.

In the opinion of the leader of the witches and Gu masters, it is only a matter of time before this city is taken down.

That being the case, there is no need to fight hard.

That would be of no use other than damaging one's own direct army.

As for the army of walking corpses, if they are gone, they can be summoned again.

Anyway, for witches and Gu masters, expelling corpses is commonplace, as simple and natural as eating and drinking.

The most important thing for Ursa, the leader of the voodoo masters, is to find a suitable host for the voodoo worms.

Only in this way can Gu worms have a breeding ground to thrive, and only in this way can they be reborn in the future.

Gu worms are one with witches and Gu masters, and they are another part of their lives or the continuation of their lives.

Every witch and Gu master has their own natal Gu worms. Once they have the opportunity, they will plant the Gu worms in the body of the host that they think is safe and suitable.

This is the so-called raising Gu.

The only value of the host being raised is to feed these Gu insects and provide them with nourishment.

After years of nourishment, Gu worms will metamorphose, both in size and toxicity will be qualitatively improved.

In this way, the Gu shaman connects with the Gu worm again, and the ability improvement obtained is also huge.

"Lord Ursa, what are we waiting for now?"

"When the people in the city are short of food, when the people in the city are panicked, when despair permeates every corner of the city, when they start to give up on themselves, it is time for us to attack the city again."

Ursa, the leader of the voodoo masters, said very calmly.

"But if this is the case, we will waste a lot of time, and the time agreed with the barbarians in the northern grassland will be postponed for a long time."

"Appointed time?"

Ursa sneered and said, "What's the matter with that time, just postpone it. You have to remember that although we, the Southern Man and the Northern Man, have the same origin, we have been separated for more than 1000 years after all. In 1000 years you Do you know how long it was, many things have long since disappeared, and now it is no problem to say that we are two completely different ethnic groups."

There is nothing wrong with Ursa's words. The Northern Man and the Southern Man were indeed on the same level more than 1000 years ago, but they were forced to separate due to various reasons.

After the separation, one branch moved to the depths of the vast mountains in the south, which is the Nanman branch.

The other branch continued to go deep into the grasslands in the north, that is, the Northern Man.

Whether it is Nanman or Beiman, it is just a title.

In the eyes of Ursa, the leader of the voodoo masters, none of this mattered.

They just formed an alliance through this idea, and what they said was only their own interests.

In the world of adults, there is no right or wrong, only interests.

As long as there is a relationship of common interests, even former enemies may become friends again.

"People in the Central Plains have a saying that they are all relatives if they don't get five clothes. According to their theory, our blood with the northern barbarians has long been diluted to the point where it can be ignored."

Ursa sneered and said: "So don't care about the agreed time, as long as we can guarantee our own interests to the greatest extent, then this dispatch of troops is worthwhile for us."

In the long process of differentiation and evolution, in order to adapt to the complex environment in the deep mountains and jungles, the southern barbarians have long ceased to be the root structure of the grassland people.

They changed from tall and tall to short and stout, from eating beef and mutton to complete omnivores.

In the depths of the vast mountains, only those who are not picky eaters can survive.

This is why they can coexist with Gu worms.

Rather than saying that they chose Gu worms, it is better to say that they chose each other.

In the beginning, the Gu worms lived in the bodies of the southern barbarians, and many Gu shamans could not bear the pain and died.

There are also some southern barbarians who will be killed after the Gu worms reach adulthood.

Under long-term natural selection, some southern barbarians were screened out, and some survived.

These surviving southern barbarian bloodlines were screened by Gu worms again and again, and the will of the body was continuously strengthened, which became the later Wu Gu masters.

"May the heavens punish and wipe out the Central Plains people. May the fire burn away the injustice of the world, and may the Gu God punish these cowardly Central Plains people."

Ursa, the leader of the voodoo masters, dipped a finger in the water, and then sprinkled it into the air.

This is a unique ritual that belongs to the Nanban witches and Gu masters.

It is their tradition to keep this ceremony.

"Wait another ten days or so, it will be the best time for us to launch a general offensive."

Ursa's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and in his eyes the prosperous Jinguan City was a piece of fat that reached his mouth, and he wanted to swallow it whole without leaving a single scum.

Dongyue Jiange.

Sword Master Wei Wuji sat cross-legged on a high throne, overlooking his disciples and grandchildren.

"The world is in chaos right now, all heroes are rising together, and the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty is already in a panic. Sword Master, now is the best time for us to act."

"That's right, Juggernaut, before the Eastern Sea Monster Kingdom attacked the coastal areas, it was just a small test, but now is the best opportunity to carve up the Great Zhou for us. The northern barbarians, southern barbarians, and western regions have entered the arena, and we can't go there either. It's too late. If you go late, the meat will be eaten by them."

"Juvenile Saint, since you have a deep blood feud with the Great Zhou royal family, this time is the best time to take revenge. Sword Saint, let's do it."

Faced with Jiange disciple's suggestion, Wei Wuji didn't say anything immediately.

As the sword master and the pillar of the Dongyue Kingdom, he must be cautious every time he makes a decision, and he must not be careless in the slightest.

"No hurry, let them fight first. There will be no possibility of Da Zhou being divided in a short time."

Wei Wuji has been paying attention to this national war from the beginning to the end.

Although the strength of the various coalition forces is very strong, the strength of the Great Zhou army is not small.

Moreover, after all, Dazhou has a vast territory and a solid foundation.

It is not easy to lose the family business accumulated over the years.

"When we enter the field at this time, what we lose is our own strength. We might as well wait a little longer, and we can enter the field to harvest when they both lose, so that we can maximize our benefits."

A small country must not rush to the forefront, otherwise it will definitely become a stepping stone for others.

Wei Wuji knew this well.

He is very clear that the present is both an opportunity and a challenge for Dongyue.

The reason why Dongyue has not been destroyed for so many years is because of the existence of Jiange.

But this is not a long-term solution.

Wei Wuji must use this opportunity to make Dongyue stronger.

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"The happiest thing in life is to sleep until you wake up naturally, and count money until your hands cramp."

For Zhao Xun, rest and holidays are an extremely rare opportunity for adjustment.

The long time of handling and investigating cases put him in a state of high emotional tension. Emperor Xianlong, a dog emperor who is not a son of man, pushed him so tightly that he had to be like a taut bowstring.

Naturally, this state cannot last.

It is a healthy mode to combine relaxation and relaxation.

"Brother Xun, continue to tell me the story of Journey to the West."

The little loli, Zhao Danshu, is simply a tormenting little goblin, once she gets into Zhao Xun's arms, she doesn't want to get up again.

"Okay, let's talk about the last time Tang Monk and his disciples went to Che Chi Country"

Zhao Xun enjoyed this rare and comfortable time very much, and even more enjoyed the little things with his sister.

The world of adults is sometimes too cold, so cold that everyone lives with a mask.

And children are different.

Children are innocent and innocent, without any scheming.

Getting along with them, Zhao Xun can remove all disguises and return to the most authentic state.

This is so good.

The black cloud was pressing down on the city and the city was about to be destroyed, and Jiaguang opened golden scales to the sun.

The war is imminent, but so what?

At least my own sister can't feel all this.

And Zhao Xun was willing to be the guardian of the girl, firmly protecting her under his wings.

"Maybe I should be the happiest person in the world."

It is true that the years are quiet right now, but this is because someone is carrying the weight forward.

Sometimes Zhao Xun hopes that life can slow down like this, so that he can always be with his sister.

Sister, you grow up slowly, there are too many helplessness in the adult world, it is best to maintain this state.

After coaxing the girl to sleep, Zhao Xun carefully picked her up and put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt and tiptoed out of the room.

"My lord, the master and wife have asked you to go."

The housekeeper happened to find him, and he cupped his fists at Zhao Xun respectfully.

"Okay, I know."

Zhao Xun nodded in response.

These days Zhao Xun has been eating and living in bad people's yamen, and it is true that he seldom goes home to greet his parents.

Now that he is back, he naturally has to spend time with the second elder.

Zhao Xun walked all the way to the main courtyard where his parents were, and when he came up to him, he straightened his robes a bit.

Although grandparents are not outsiders, they can't be too sloppy.

After all, Zhao Xun is also a handsome young man.

Image still needs attention.

"Father, mother, are you looking for me?"

"Xun'er is here, come sit here."

Zhao Xun nodded, went to his parents and lifted the hem of his robe and sat down.

"My son has grown up."

Zhao Xun did not expect that it was his mother who spoke first.

"You have been crowned for almost a year, and it's time to tell you about a marriage."

Zhao Xun was almost not surprised.

In ancient times, his age was indeed not young.

Such a family of high-ranking officials and dignitaries attaches great importance to the inheritance of their children's blood, so they will arrange their children's marriage very early.

This kind of marriage in a powerful family emphasizes a well-matched family, and emphasizes the orders of a parent and the words of a matchmaker.

As for whether it is true love or not, no one cares at all.

Like a willow twig on the moon, someone makes an appointment after dusk.This kind of life is simply extravagant to the extreme.

But Zhao Xun's sweetheart, presumably the two elders will also be satisfied.

So he has to speak out quickly, in case they mess up the mandarin ducks.

"That mother... In fact, my son already has a girl he likes."

Zhao Xun acted first, and did not give the two elders a chance to counterattack at all.

"what!"

Now it was the turn of his father Cheng Guogong Zhao Yuan to be shocked.

"Which family is the girl from?"

"Ah, it's the daughter of King Qi, the County Lord Yonghe."

"... "

The scene was very silent for a while, until Zhao Xun cleared his throat and said, "Father, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"No."

Cheng Guogong Zhao Yuan shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed, "My son has grown up and has his own ideas."

After a short pause, Zhao Yuan continued: "It's just that in a noble family like ours, there must be countless pairs of eyes staring at it. His Royal Highness is very sensitive. If we marry King Qi, we will inevitably be regarded as It's the Qi royal party."

"When it comes to the dispute over the reserve position, we must be cautious. Otherwise, the family may fall into a situation of eternal doom."

In fact, Zhao Yuan's emotion was not completely unreasonable. The top dignitaries like Cheng Guogong had always been the object of princes' scrambling to win them over.

Although Zhao Yuan has not made a clear statement yet, sooner or later he will have to stand in line.

"If Dad is worried about this problem, then there is no need for it."

Zhao Xun smiled and said: "In fact, there are not many princes involved in the battle for the reserve position. The most competitive ones are the prince and the king of Qi. The son has clearly rejected the prince in Dongshi. Now the civil and military courts of the Manchu Dynasty regard his son as the king of Qi. Party. Even if the son does not marry Qi Wangfu, this title is still solid."

"Oh, you kid is just too strong-minded."

Zhao Yuan let out a long sigh and said, "Forget it, since the matter has come to this point, and it's done, then I won't interfere with you as a father."

Hearing this, Zhao Xun's eyes turned red.

In this era, major marriage matters are decided by parents, and few people make their own decisions about marriage.

Now Zhao Yuan has made it clear that he will not interfere with Zhao Xun's decision. How does this make Zhao Xun unhappy?
"Since you have already made up your mind, we'd better express our intention to His Royal Highness Qi Wang earlier."

Zhao Yuan said lightly: "How about this, my father will take you to visit His Royal Highness King Qi in person in another day."

It is one thing for Zhao Xun to go to Prince Qi's mansion by himself, but another for Zhao Yuan to take him there.

This is a meeting between the two parents.

The two families are well matched, and if there are no problems, the marriage will be settled soon.

"Besides, son, mother asked you a question, you must tell the truth."

When Zhao Xun saw his mother asking such a question, he patted his chest and said, "Just tell me, my son will tell the truth."

"I heard that the barbarians from the north and the Demon Sect went south, and now they have surrounded Chang'an City. Is it true that we can't get out?"

It was for this...

Zhao Xun felt somewhat surprised.

"Don't worry about this, I will definitely guard Chang'an. Not only for our family, but also for the people of Chang'an City."

Seeing that Zhao Xun was so calm, the expressions of the parents became much calmer.

"That's good, that's good. Your mother has been worrying about not being able to sleep for the past few days, and she is worried that the barbarians will come into the city every day. With my son's words, there is nothing to worry about."

"But son, you have to protect yourself. You are the hope of our Zhao family now, and the whole Zhao family will rely on you in the future."

Zhao Xun knew that his father had high hopes for him, so he said with red eyes: "Don't worry, father, no matter how hard it is, my son will protect me well."

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(End of this chapter)