The warm yellow flames spread out in all directions, making the red cranes, precious elephants and other patterns embroidered on the golden tent appear hazy.
The first thing that caught the eye was the large space inside the tent. Directly above it was a ten-foot-high mica screen, which divided the tent into two sections. On the ground was a gorgeous fur blanket. The style could not be discerned, and Baizhu could not recognize it.
What structure.
Stepping on it, the whole person felt like he was about to sink in, and a warm and soft feeling floated into his heart. On both sides of the tent, there were two large water mirrors. One side was painted with a geographical map of mountains and rivers, and the other side reflected the various things outside the tent.
scene.
The scene in the water mirror is not static, but is swaying slightly like flowing water waves.
Bai Shu curiously waved to the left, and with the mist of water, the main tent, the school grounds and even the camp gate were all clearly presented one by one, every detail.
And behind the mica screen...
Bai Zhu couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and geared up.
The precious light behind the screen almost soars into the sky, shining so brightly that people can't even open their eyes.
Looking around, all kinds of precious lights are intertwined, which is so colorful and beautiful.
If it weren't for the military tent itself, it was also a small magic weapon. I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to suppress the radiating precious light, and it would make them soar into the sky and fill the snowy field.
Bai Shu casually threw Xuan Kong away, and the drunken groundhog rolled on the carpet. He felt extremely comfortable and snored like thunder for a while.
An Junchen, Yan Rui.
Are the small profits of these two great generals so valuable?
Bai Zhu smiled and turned to the screen. In addition to the bed and other interior items, in front of him were three large boxes made of heavy gold.
The lid of the box was slightly open, and brilliant light soaring into the sky was constantly gushing out from it.
"The great gift of the demon-slaying sword, the lotus bowl, the pearl relics, the Buddhist niche, the double phoenix box with broken branches, the Guangyue chariot, the blue and white sea water and the white dragon plate... Oh, even the "Five Kings Slaying the Dragon Picture" by Song Gang Wuji
Yes, this is an authentic work, right? Wait, Zhao Boniu’s Little Tianyuan Building also has one?”
Opening the first lid of the box reveals a stack of various magical artifacts.
Bai Shu played with the palm-sized, exquisite and compact pavilion and couldn't put it down.
Although the pavilion is no bigger than a hand, it is as small as a sparrow and has all the internal organs. The pavilions are neat and beautifully furnished.
As soon as Bai Shu activated his true energy, he instantly refined the Little Tianyuan Building and imprinted it with the brand of Yuanshen.
This is a small cave-heaven magic weapon that can both kill and trap enemies. It is a proud work of the weapon refiner Zhao Boniu in his life.
Although the Small Tianyuan Tower is only the size of a palm, if the opponent is included in it, it will be extremely wide and vast.
Bai Shu put his mind slightly into the small Tianyuan Tower and saw a vast expanse of rivers and mountains for hundreds of miles. He couldn't see the edge at a glance, only the four fields were green.
In the middle of this small world, there is only a three-story building with the words "Xiaotianyuan" engraved on it.
In addition to the Small Tianyuan Tower, the remaining magic weapons such as the Great Demon-Slaying Sword, the Lotus Bowl, the Pearl Relic Pillar, etc. are also very valuable magic weapons. Taken individually, they are not inferior to the Cloud Chariot and the Flying God Bow, and are even better.
Amidst Xuan Kong's thunderous snoring, Baizhu opened the second lid with a smile on his face.
Divine iron...
A box full of divine iron.
Baizhu tentatively picked up a piece, weighed it in his palm, and took another bite.
Sizzling——
It can't be bitten, it is indeed divine iron!
This box, let alone twelve flying swords, is probably more than enough for twenty-four or thirty-six swords.
Bai Zhu raised his eyebrows and continued towards the third big gold box.
Opening the lid of the box, the inside was different from the full ones in the first two mouths. Suddenly, it was completely empty.
At the bottom of the box, there was only a dark golden tiger charm shining brightly.
Baizhu's eyes paused, and he put the small Tianyuan Tower in his palm into the Niwan Palace. After hesitating for a moment, he twisted the tiger talisman.
It is three inches and four cents long and one inch and two cents wide. It looks like a tiger running and slaying. It has huge eyes and ears, open mouth and exposed teeth. It has a flat head and a cocked tail. Between the left and right neck ribs, there are two lines of gold inscriptions engraved on each side, saying "Armed Soldiers".
Fu, Yangling Xinwei."
There are three large boxes made of heavy gold. One box is a magical weapon, the other is a magic iron, and the last box is simply a tiger talisman for holding a soldier.
Bai Shu was silent for a while in the tent, and finally shook his head and sighed.
"Wealth and famous utensils are such a great gift. I really don't know how to repay him."
He turned his head to look at the bed and smiled at the silent shadow.
"What about you, is it an included gift?"
There is another person inside the house.
The red armor was hugging his chest, and the eyes under the mask were indifferent, and there was no trace of sadness or joy at all.
From the beginning to the end, whether it was Baizhu opening the lid of the box or biting the magic iron with her mouth, she saw everything.
"An Junchen is a veteran of the Xie family and was personally promoted by Xie Shuye. An Junchen was the person in charge of Zheng Chu's three Fengguan battles, while Yan Rui was from the Yan family in Taizhou. Before Ran Xu, he had been
He was guarding the Zhengwei border. Unlike An Junchen, as soon as he arrived at the fifth border, King Zheng issued an edict overnight to worship him as the general of the country and command the military repairs at the border with tens of thousands of people."
The man spoke calmly, glanced at the tiger talisman on Bai Shu's hand, and continued
"The thing in your hand is the tiger talisman of Yangling Xinwei."
"What is..."
Bai Zhu looked at the woman who had been saved by his own hands and spoke to him in a teaching tone.
He took a step forward, leaning slightly, and his expression seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
The young man with golden eyes had a handsome face, but there was a slight blush on his face, which was the smell of alcohol that had not gone away.
The warm breath blew over the head, and under those smiling golden eyes, the red armor that was originally confident or arrogant actually became a little flustered.
"What is Yangling Xinwei?"
Seeing her actions, Baizhu narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled softly.
"After the war between Zheng and Wei, the Yinghuo Army released the black demons. Many families on the border between the two sides were killed by the black demons. An Junchen's confidant Xu Wen took advantage of this and spent a lot of money to recruit homeless refugees and organize them into an army. Those people
He is stationed in Yangling City, so he is called Yangling Xinwei, the head of the Xinwei..."
The female voice finally became embarrassed and annoyed
"Why do you keep looking at me?!"
"Refugees?" Bai Shu looked away, shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm afraid these Yangling Xinwei are almost the same as miscellaneous soldiers."
"Although they are a mixed army, the good and the bad are mixed, but with this tiger talisman, you can still be regarded as leading an army on your own."
The female voice paused and then spoke again
"Xinwei is the result of Xu Wen and Lin Zhengqing's joint efforts. One contributed money and the other contributed. Xu Wen is An Junchen's confidant, and Lin Zhengqing is Yan Rui's disciple..."
Her tone suddenly became meaningful
"You are just a captain, why do you want An Junchen and Yan Rui to please you so much?"
"Why can you, a mere Julong Guard, break into Shangguan's military tent without permission?" Bai Shu shrugged, "If you enter without an order, you will be beheaded according to the military laws of Dazheng."
"I'm not Julongwei."
"I am not just Captain Zhechong."
"But I said that I want you to be the governor, and you also want to betroth me to you."
The calm voice spread faintly, making Baizhu's face freeze upon hearing it.
He stopped his joking smile, took a few steps back, and looked solemn.
"The young monk Bai Shu, whose name is Xu Ming, studied under the eminent monk Wu Huai of Fengshan Temple."
The woman raised her eyes and saw that the handsome young man who was originally careless was now serious and solemn in his tone.
"Monks should abide by the precepts, but it is absolutely forbidden to betrothed."
"Can monks drink alcohol?" The woman sneered, "Then what?"
"This year is seventeenth, and the Yang Fu is at the third level." Bai Shu said reluctantly, "I am just a captain of Zhechong due to interest."
