Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 114

The wind blows through the forest, rustling the layers of branches and leaves.

"Why does Mr. Wu An say that Han Jiaerlang...you need to know Han Qu..."

In the woods, Chen Yuan bowed her hands and returned the salute. It was hard to imagine that the man in front of him with a straight face and a faint sense of shrewdness at the corner of his mouth was Bai Qi, the god of murder that people in later generations would call him.

Over there, a walking figure quietly stepped on the fallen leaves, with a long dagger in his hand leaning against the tree next to him, and waved his hand with a smile.

"I've read everything below, and I was indignant at first, but after a long time, I can see it a lot, especially when I went to Liu Che and praised my power in China, I agreed, and I called and called, but changed to another Calling each other, changing the flag, in the end they are still not a family, whether it is Qin or Han, what is the difference."

Bai Qi smiled gently in his words, he could not tell that tens of thousands of people were killed by him in a few days, Bai Qi walked in the forest and looked at the slanting sunlight outside, "But foreigners are not among them, next time if there are Opportunity, you call a few generals who are good at fighting foreigners, such as Wei and Huo are enough."

The words paused.

"...there are too few enemies to fight, so if you want to destroy the Navachana country next time, call me again."

"Uh..." Chen Yuan's mouth twitched, "Mr. Wu An also knows Wei Qing and Huo Qubing?"

"Ha ha."

Hearing this, Bai Qi looked outside and laughed, turned back and walked to the cart, his voice also said: "How can we not know, the few of us often gather together to discuss the method of using troops!"

In front of the car, when Lao Niu raised his face to look, Bai Qi suddenly stopped, turned his face slightly, and said softly: "What do people of later generations think of me?!"

"Annihilating the enemy, in a thousand years, no one can match it!"

Bai Qi pursed his lips and stood quietly for a while, as if raising his face, took a deep breath, and nodded.

"There are many people who will know me in future generations!"

The figure gradually turned into nothingness, and disappeared in front of the bullock cart.

The forest became quiet, the birds were chirping non-stop, Chen Yuan looked at the place where Bai Qi disappeared, bowed her hands together, calmed down her mood, and went to call her master to prepare to leave before it was dark.

As for the ghosts of the tens of thousands of beggars, they were transformed by Zhong Kui in the dream last night, swallowed them up and brought them to the Senluo Hall.

There is another thing that bothers Chen Yuan. The growth of her cultivation base is getting slower and slower, and she faintly feels that there are eyes watching her from above the sky.

He asked old Taoist Yunlong, and the latter only said that Tianlei tempering was coming soon, so Chen Yuan should not worry about Yunyun.

Putting the reins on the old cow, went to the car and asked the Wuchang woodcarving about the Senluo Temple. After a long while, Xie Qiye's sharp voice biting his tongue and talking briefly rang out.

Say the last sentence: "...I don't have time for the time being, I will see you in the evening after asking." Then there was no movement.

Chen Yuan smiled helplessly, turned her head to look at Master, sat cross-legged behind the Qianshen Pillar, and stared blankly at the rear of the car with her hands wrapped around her head, with a bandage wrapped around her head.

"Master..."

"Don't be noisy." The crazy old man raised his hand to interrupt, with a serious expression on his face: "It seems that I had a dream before becoming a teacher. In the dream, there was a dark cave with many words engraved in the cave, and there were voices chattering in my ear. Nagging, no matter how hard I listened, I couldn’t hear clearly, when I was about to hear clearly..."

The old man looked at his apprentice: "You are here, hurry up and drive away. I am hungry, so go back to eat first!"

"Then master think slowly!"

Chen Yuan gave a warning and didn't bother, since that day after the Juqi people's camp, the old man often struggled in his dreams, had some strange dreams, and even got up in the middle of the night in a daze, walking around.

"Master, sit still."

After saying another word, Chen Yuan went to the car and sat down. The old cow got up from the ground familiarly, pulled the car and drove slowly out of the forest. Running out of the grid, pulling up Baiqi's wooden carvings, and discussing the art of war, it was quite lively.

Put on the running talisman, and return to Guangwei City before the sun goes down. Monk Zhenhai and Yunlong Yunhe are already waiting in the courtyard, mostly talking about the next thing.

The lost land was recovered, and the Juqi people were completely wiped out. It is time for the imperial court to take over again, and they have nothing to do here. Everyone's name should be included in the credit book, but Yunhe Yunlong and Zhen Hai refused, but it was not easy for Chen Yuan to decide, so Li Anfu still reported the list.

There was even a stele of great achievements. Chen Yuan went to see it quietly once. The large stone stele, one foot high, stood on the right side of the Town God's Temple, and the names of the four of them were impressively engraved on it.

A long incense trough is placed below for people to worship. Many people and soldiers in the army have lined up in a long queue to insert incense and kowtow one by one in an orderly manner.

On the other side, there is a stone tablet with only the four big characters Wu Anjun Baiqi on it, and a lot of incense sticks inserted below it.

There's still work to do, and it's almost time to go.

he thinks.

The only thing left here is to reassure the people as soon as possible, so that the people can live a peaceful life again. The prefects and generals in the city are also capable. Things such as seeding farm tools and repairing houses are being arranged in an orderly manner.

Chen Yuan also performed a few new puppet operas in the city, first to give the people a sense of a peaceful future, and second, to allow Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang to erect statues of gods in Renjie Temple as soon as possible.

Not long after the woodcarving show was over, Chen Yuan bowed her hands to the people on the street who were still full of emotions. After packing up, she took the old cow back to the courtyard on the side of the post house. Seeing that Yunlong, Yunhe and Zhenhai had packed their bags, she hurriedly let them After a while, go into the room and wake up the master, and write a letter by the way.

At noon when they arrived, Li Anfu came to visit with a happy face, and heard the postman's guard say that the four of them had left, leaving only a letter for him.

Unfold, there is only a short line of farewell and parting words on it.

Putting the letter on his back, Li Anfu turned around and left the post house, mounted his horse and headed straight to the south city gate, and went up the tower. At the end of his line of sight, in the vast wind and sand, he vaguely saw the ox cart drifting away.

"Li Anfu, send four benefactors!"

He stood on the tower and raised his hands and shouted loudly into the distance.

……

As the sky faded away, the ox cart was driving, much heavier than before, and the five people were squeezed on top of the cart.

The crazy old man was leaning on the Qianshen pillar, and the old god was playing with puppets, causing Zhang Fei to wink and shake his hands and feet; Sitting in the middle and driving a bullock cart.

At this time, the war had just ended, and the news had not spread too far. There were very few travelers coming this way. On the entire avenue, only this ox cart was slowly moving in the blowing wind and sand.

"Is there really the burrow that fellow Taoist mentioned in Chang'an City?"

In the car, Yunlong and Yunhe spoke first, and before they left, they learned that Chen Yuan was in a hurry to go back, and actually learned about the underground demon from Commander Juqi.

"... That's what Commander Juqi said. I chased him that day, and the other party wanted to survive, so he said the purpose of the attack from the Posana Kingdom, which happened to correspond to the Yuejie people's side. I think there is nothing wrong with it. .”

Yunlong Yunhe and Yunlong had been in the northwest before, and they didn't know about the underground monsters. After hearing Chen Yuan's report, the two immediately decided to go to Hezhou to see Qingxu and join forces with Juling and Lihuo to encircle the demon cave. How about, come back and work with Chen Yuan.

"The poor monk is fine, just meeting that demon!" Monk Zhenhai, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth.

"Okay, then the two Taoist priests will come to pick us up, and we can go to the Hengyan Mountain in the southwest to find us."

"Hengyan?"

Seeing the two of them, Chen Yuan felt a little strange, "What's wrong?"

"That's not true, it's just that Liangyashan Mansion is not far from there."

After negotiating the itinerary date along the way, we also left the border of Guangwei and went southeast across Lantao Prefecture. The air gradually became humid, and there were farmlands and village households on the road, and the rolling mountains were full of autumn colors.

Yun, He and Yunlong bid farewell and left after a hundred miles away from the pickaxe, while Chen Yuan drove the old cow to Hengyan Mountain in the south with Monk Zhenhai.

The mountains in the south are winding, but there are four cliffs. The mountain road is also narrow and difficult to walk. The wheels almost stick to the edge of the cliff, and from time to time they roll out loose gravel and slide to the deep stream.

Accompanied by the echoes of apes and birdsong in the mountains, there is an indescribable deep and quiet.

Even Monk Zhenhai didn't feel very well along the way, and there was dead silence everywhere in the barren mountains and wild ridges.

"Where there is a road, there must be a village..." Chen Yuan frowned and walked in front. The old cow in her hand turned her head from time to time to look at the deep stream to the side, and then hurriedly turned her head back. Her limbs were trembling slightly. Some fear of heights.

"There is no evil spirit."

Zhenhai stood upright and looked around. Suddenly, his eyes locked on one direction, "There is a village at the foot of the mountain ahead!"

Chen Yuan followed his gaze to the outside of the cliff, at the foot of the opposite mountain, the fields surrounded the outline of the mountain village with ladders, and there was a curl of smoke rising from the kitchen.

　After dinner, continue to write

　　
　
(End of this chapter)