Reborn literary talent

Chapter 232

Renjia Town, military camp.

The big tent of the Chinese army commander is Zhao Huan's camp in the barracks, even if others are not here, no one is allowed to live in it.However, there is one person who can be a special exception, and that is literary talent.

At this time, Wen Cai was sitting in the handsome seat with a calm expression, not the slightest interest in the documents on the case table.

These things may be the most precious things to other people, but they are worthless in the eyes of Wencai. He might as well be more interested in a book of ordinary spells.

If Zhao Huan hadn't asked Wencai to come to the military camp to sit in command, he would still be cultivating in Yizhuang at this time, and would not have come here at all.

Wencai moved his ears, and heard a familiar sound of footsteps approaching from far and near, walking towards the big tent.He looked over, just in time to see Zhao Huan entering with the curtain lifted, exactly as he had calculated.

"Is the matter resolved?" Wen Cai asked lightly.

"all the best."

There was a sincere smile on Zhao Huan's face, no different from the expression in front of Shi Jian before, this smile was more pure and did not contain any impurities.

At Zhao Huan's point of view, it's hard to ride a tiger, but this is also the path he chose, and he is willing to do so.As his status gets higher and higher, he not only needs to make it impossible for people to guess his mind, but also hide his emotions and anger, which is the basic requirement of a superior.

His smile in front of other people is just a formulaic smile, a smile full of purpose.

Only in front of Wencai, he doesn't need to make any cover up...

"That's good, I'm going back to Yizhuang." Wencai nodded without asking what the matter was.

For him, as long as Zhao Huan doesn't hurt Uncle Jiu, Qiu Sheng and the others, no matter what literary talent he does, he won't have the slightest obstacle or persuasion.

Zhao Huan saw that Wencai was about to leave, so he hurriedly said, "Brother, Nianying and I are going to get married soon, can you go out after we get married?"

Wen Cai paused, without turning his head, he said, "Time?"

"About two months later, around the end of October." Zhao Huan looked at Wen Cai's back expectantly. This was a major event in his life, and he still hoped that Wen Cai would be there.

Although his love is not pure anymore!

"it is good."

Wen Cai said something, then continued to move forward, and soon disappeared.

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Wen Cai was already planning to start traveling, but he didn't expect Zhao Huan to get married.Although it will delay more than two months, Wen Cai didn't say anything, just take it as a lot of review.

Zhao Huan's big marriage was still with Marshal Long of Anping County, which was a big deal in the northern part of Yun Province.

In the eyes of outsiders, the marriage of the two families shows that the relationship has gone further, which is not good news for the surrounding warlords.In particular, Gu Xuanwu and Zhao Huan in the northwestern part of Yun Province also have a close relationship. Together, these three families occupy almost a quarter of the territory of Yun Province.

With such a force, even Marshal Xu in the provincial capital would look up to him.

All the turmoil from the outside world is blocked. Apart from reviewing various knowledge of warlocks with Uncle Ninth, he is also thinking about the move of "Broken Mountain Slash", and the fusion of mana and internal power.

Although Po Yue Zhan is powerful, but it is not long after all, it still needs to be carefully polished...

While Wencai was studying and polishing his own martial arts, Uncle Jiu secretly left Yizhuang and came to the mansion of Marshal Long in Anping County.

"Brother Ying, what's the matter with Dalong? Is he bewitched?" Michelle looked at Uncle Jiu, and from time to time glanced at Marshal Long on the bed with worried eyes. His expression was a little anxious, and his once delicate and beautiful face was a little haggard.

While taking the pulse, Uncle Jiu used the eye-clearing spell to look over Marshal Long's whole body carefully, but he still found nothing.

"It's not sick, it's not bewitched, it's just being cursed." Uncle Jiu let go of his pulse and said in a deep voice, facing the eager gazes of Marshal Long and Michelin.

"Dalong, have you offended some heretics?"

Marshal Long shook his head with a heavy expression: "You know, I don't like to be with those warlocks. As for offending, I shouldn't be too serious, but if it's because of offending in the previous war, then I don't know."

Uncle Jiu nodded, shook his head again, seemed to think of something after a while, and said in a deep voice: "Probably not, you are not offending ordinary warlocks. Ordinary warlocks who want to cast a curse on you will be killed by you." Your luck is also hindered by the evil spirit in the army. But this warlock is extraordinary, and I am afraid that his cultivation level is still higher than mine. He will never curse you for no reason. Let ordinary warlocks die."

"A great sorcerer in the realm of real people, what kind of power is it that thinks of me so much?" Marshal Long bared his teeth for a while after hearing Uncle Jiu's words, and he was also very panicked.

"However, this sorcerer didn't directly kill you, but only made you sick in bed." Uncle Jiu became more confused as he spoke, apparently unable to figure out what the other party's purpose was.

Not only Uncle Jiu, but Marshal Long also couldn't figure it out.

Michelle looked at Uncle Jiu and asked anxiously, "Brother Ying, is there any way to save Dalong?"

Uncle Jiu was silent for a while, and finally felt at a loss: "The other party should know the birth date of Dalong, and use the following curses with mediums such as hair and nails. If the opponent's altar cannot be destroyed, once seven days come, Dalong will His life and death can be controlled by the opponent."

"Seven days?!"

Michelin let out an exclamation, it has been four days since Marshal Long's attack, that is to say, there are still three days left.But now I don't even know who the other party is, and three days pass in the blink of an eye. The possibility of finding it is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

"Brother Ying, is there any other way?" Michelin looked at Uncle Jiu expectantly.

Uncle Jiu didn't speak.

After all, Marshal Long had fought bloody battles, he quickly regained his senses, and asked Uncle Jiu: "Dou Chi Ying, how could it be possible for such a powerful spell, and those dignitaries are not all in danger?"

"This spell is a very advanced spell. I've heard of it before, but I don't know how to cast it. Moreover, this spell requires at least a sorcerer at the level of a real person to cast it. It is not easy for a real person to cast a spell. Besides, although this spell is powerful, it also has a huge disadvantage, that is, it is ineffective for people with deep luck, that is, the so-called law does not invade nobles..."

Uncle Jiu talked a lot in one breath, and finally concluded: "Dalong, although you have a lot of luck, it is still a little bit worse. If you have more luck, this spell will not be broken. Self-solved."

(End of this chapter)