Chapter 75: Sing that Guan Yun is a Thousand Miles of Demons
"What happened?"
Xu Huaiyu put on armor and carried a sword and came out of the tent. He quickly followed a guard of Prince Qing to the commander's tent. On the way, he asked the guard, who didn't know much.
"A strange thing happened tonight. King Qing suddenly shouted in the tent and asked me to wait for the Duke to come over."
Weird thing?
Could it be that the coldness he said was true? Ever since he met the master in Qingshan County, Xu Huaiyu had been very concerned about such matters. He would offer a stick of incense to King Qing every morning and evening. Firstly, because the other party said something,
He thought that he was infected with evil spirits. Secondly, if he could make good friends with King Qing, he would not be able to rise to prominence in the future. Even if he did not succeed, he would be higher than the Duke of Du.
While thinking about it, he followed the bodyguard to the outside of the handsome tent.
"Xu Huaiyu, a humble official, pays homage to Prince Qing!"
After a moment, a tired voice came out from the hanging curtain: "Duhou, come in quickly."
The guards outside the tent opened the curtain, Xu Huaiyu nodded to them, then walked into the tent, clasped his fists at the back of the long case: "Prince Qing!"
His eyes immediately saw the debris scattered on the long desk, the ground, and the Buddha statue with only the lotus pedestal and severed legs left in the corner of the desk.
"Duhou, do you know where the expert you are talking about is?" Prince Qing, who was looking at the long case in a daze, suddenly spoke. He turned around and looked at Xu Huaiyu, who was bowing his hands: "Can you please invite the army?"
I treat him as an honored guest."
"this……"
Xu Huaiyu was a little tangled. After leaving Qingshan County that day, he rushed to Qingzhou to follow the army north to Luodu. He didn't know where Chen Yuan had gone. When he saw the look in Gongsun Li's eyes, he thought about it and decided it was still 151.
It is best to tell the whole story clearly.
"Back to King Qing, I rushed here after receiving the transfer order that day. The master also said goodbye to me at that time. He was probably going to travel around the mountains and rivers, so I don't know where the master has gone."
well!
Gongsun Li sighed heavily, and waved his hand for the duke to sit down. He pointed at the broken Buddha statue fragments on the table, and there was still a look of lingering fear on his face.
"Duhou doesn't know. If you hadn't given me this Buddha statue last night, I was afraid that I would have been killed by a monster. That's why I asked you to come over to see if I could find the master. I guessed that the monster must be sent by a barbarian priest.
, otherwise why did you only attack me? The few emperor brothers also felt the cold air before, so they must also be targets."
"Barbarians are disgusting!" Xu Huaiyu clenched his fists and cursed. He immediately stood up and clasped his fists: "Prince Qing, you may not be able to kill monsters in your humble job, but you can still do it in your humble job of guarding the commander's tent."
"Oh, could it be that the master Duhou De taught you a wonderful method?"
"That's not true. Rather, it's a god-man drawn by an expert. His humble position allows people to stab him in the back, and he can drive away evil things!"
"So magical? Let me see it quickly!"
A portrait can drive away evil spirits. Gongsun Li was greatly surprised. He watched Xu Huaiyu take off his armor and clothes, revealing his back covered with green lines. He was a god holding a green dragon sword.
He slightly closed his eyes, and at first glance, he looked murderous.
"With such majesty, no wonder it can drive away evil spirits."
Gongsun Li even stretched out his hand to touch it. In an instant, his fingertips felt like they were pricked by a needle. He quickly took his hand back, but the pain was still there. He couldn't help but sigh in admiration, and quickly raised his hands to respectfully look at the god on the flesh.
A bow.
After the ceremony, Prince Qing straightened his expression, showed dignity, and said in his voice: "Xu Huaiyu listens to the order!"
Over there, Xu Huaiyu pulled down his clothes and hurriedly handed them over.
"The end is here!"
"Xu Huaiyu fought bravely to kill the enemy, was loyal to the country, led his troops to serve as a lieutenant in the Central Military Academy, and served as the commander-in-chief of the guard!"
"yes!"
Xu Huaiyu took a deep breath, with an indescribable look of excitement on his face. He left the commander's tent, hurriedly summoned the two thousand soldiers who had followed him, packed his bags, and immediately went to defend the Chinese army.
The man holding the handle of the knife was walking outside the camp, occasionally looking at the bright stars in the sky, feeling quite grateful and murmuring in his heart. If he had not met Chen Yuan, he might not have had the chance to come forward.
'Encounter with admiration... there will always be adventure in life!'
At this moment, he was even more grateful to his late father for giving him this name.
…
Lead-gray clouds floated gently, floating across the sky full of bright stars.
The foothills are quiet at night, with the occasional sound of horse hooves heard from patrolling horse teams galloping past with bows and knives on their backs.
In the night sky that ordinary people cannot see with the naked eye, a black light streaks from below the stars and the moon, falling straight into the darkness ahead, where a bonfire with dots of stars is still swaying in the night wind.
In the camp that stretches for several miles, black light penetrates into a two-foot-high leather felt tent. In the middle of the camp, there is a thin man wearing eagle feathers on his head and a colorful feather coat on his shoulders. He slowly opened his eyes and said,
A burning smell penetrated his mouth and nose.
Under the suet lamp lit in front of him, a monster with a goat's head and human body curled up into a ball, with most of its body completely charred, and its breath smelled like incense.
"Mea~~"
The monster whined lowly and struggled to get close to the priest on the opposite side. It flew back and had exhausted its last mana. If its master could help, it could still survive.
Refining animal spirits is not easy, but for the Eagle Feather Priest, it is not like that. Looking at the sheep spirit rubbing in the palm of his hand, the thin man suddenly grabbed its head, and the sheep-headed body seemed to be burned up. In an instant,
It turned into ash and fell to the ground, turning into the outline of an antelope.
Sensing the chaotic aura of the beast spirit, several people rushed in from outside. One of them was missing a little finger on his right hand. It was Hu Duyan who bit his finger and escaped on the river beach that day.
Seeing the sheep spirit reduced to ashes, they were stunned for a moment, and then they bowed and saluted the thin man sitting cross-legged in the middle.
"Meet the high priest."
The Eagle Feather Priest is superior to the Deer Head Priest in terms of status and strength. There are only about twenty in the entire Yuejie, so they are very precious. And even higher up, I heard that there is a Canglang Priest who can communicate with the White Wolf God.
Unfortunately, they have never been seen.
"The 30,000 cavalry that attacked the capital of the Han people have been wiped out. The opportunity has been lost. The army can only fight against the opponent. I don't want to kill too many people. I originally thought that the king's protective energy of those Han people was weak, so I took the opportunity to kill them all.
At that time, the dragons were leaderless, so the cavalry drove straight in and killed the Han capital.
Unexpectedly, there was a Buddha statue beside King Qing to protect me, which hurt my sheep spirit. However, the Buddha statue was also destroyed by using up the incense. We are now empty. As long as we avoid the two Taoist priests left in the army by Tianshi Mansion, first
What do you think of killing one of their kings and lowering their morale?"
The oil lamps were shaking, and the faces of the people who came in were all painted with strange patterns. They silently walked to the oil lamps and sat in a circle, chanting incantations in a low voice, which mixed together into a "buzzing" sound that lingered in the tent.
.
next moment.
A dark light gradually appeared on the bodies of the seven people. They rushed to the top of the tent and shot into the night sky. They turned into several meteors and flew southward, crossing mountains and rivers, flying over cities, towns, and the overthrown city god.
The land, in the direction it descends, is the military camp with bonfires stretching out.
In the military camp three miles away, I heard the jingling of demon bells swaying in the tent. The Taoist priest from Tianshi Mansion who had fallen asleep on the couch suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. He took out the magic formula to wipe his eyes and hurriedly walked out of the tent.
Watching seven black lights streak across the sky in the distance.
My heart skipped a beat.
"not good!"
He hurriedly grabbed inside the tent and saw several magic weapons flying around on his robe. He turned around and jumped into the air, rushing towards the direction of the black light.
Almost at the same time.
In the camp at the foot of the mountain, another Taoist priest ran to King Lu's handsome tent. He was worried that the other party would try to persuade Hu to leave the mountain.
…
Wow!
The vigil was tiring, and the soldiers from Linjiang County, who had never served as a guard in the Chinese army, inevitably yawned while walking around.
Xu Huaiyu, who was not far away, was still full of energy. He stood in front of the handsome tent. Listening to the steady snoring of King Qing in the tent, he couldn't help but puff up his chest, press the head of the knife, and scan the surroundings with vigilant eyes.
'Prince Qing should be able to have a peaceful sleep tonight.'
call--
Huhu——
Suddenly there was a wind blowing, and the two braziers placed in front of the tent were swaying brightly. Xu Huaiyu suddenly felt a faint heat behind his back. He looked around hurriedly, and saw that the air was slightly distorted, as if there were several smoke-like streaks.
The figure moves this way.
The surrounding soldiers did not feel anything strange, but felt that the wind was strange, and even seemed to be touched by something, and they shivered suddenly.
"Why is it suddenly cold?"
"It's July, it shouldn't be so cold even in the middle of the night."
"What happened to the captain?"
Several patrolling soldiers stopped and looked at the figure standing in front of the commander's tent with his sword in hand. The latter's feet and hands had become numb for some reason, making it difficult to move at all.
And the portrait of the god behind him became more and more intense.
The blurry figures became clearer and clearer with the burning pain behind him. When he saw their faces, Xu Huaiyu shuddered uncontrollably. As if there was a force to help him break free, he removed the knife from his waist.
Shouting: "There is a monster——"
Clang, Clang, Clang——
Amidst a series of sounds of drawing swords, the soldiers patrolling nearby looked around in panic with their swords in hand, but they didn't see anything.
Just the next moment.
In their sight, Xu Huaiyu struggled to tear open his armor and clothes, turned around hurriedly, and exposed his back to the several black figures coming over. In the invisible air, there was a golden light blooming from the statue of Guan Gong, and his eyes were slightly closed.
, then opened his eyes angrily.
A golden shadow transformed into a human form and leapt out of the painting, slapping a horse with a sword. The golden sword covered the blurry black shadow that came first and tore it in half.
Not far away, a soldier was suddenly pulled by the air, and his arm was pulled down. The blood spurted out was suddenly gathered by a black shadow of a deer head, became thick and black, and was swung out, splashing the golden figure on the
Xu Huaiyu's bare back covered the tattoo of Guan Gong.
The golden figure with a sword and a horse instantly dissipated in mid-air.
It's like something is broken.
Under the same starry sky, in front of a hut in Hezhou thousands of miles away, several old students and young students were singing a new opera composed by Chen Yuan to a crazy old man.
The little green-robed wooden figure who was sitting against the railing and reading the pages of a book suddenly stopped his arms and looked to the north. Not far away, under the eaves, Chen Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged under the eaves, regained his composure and slowly opened his eyes.
"It's disrespectful to destroy a certain portrait of Guan Gong!" The wooden sculpture of Guan Gong in the compartment jumped down with anger. It seemed to understand Chen Yuan's worries. He suddenly called out the red rabbit with the wooden knife, then turned over, closed his eyes and stroked his beard: "Thousands of miles away.
, Guan can come and go as he pleases, please give me the order!"
The crazy old man sitting on the threshold raised his face and looked over, then continued to lie down and listen to the impassioned singing of a few moving little figures.
"...the drums are beating, and the strong men mount their horses and wear general robes..."
…
Chen Yuan nodded, pulled out a blank piece of talisman paper, bit off his fingertips and touched it, waving his sleeves to write.
…
"...holding a sword and riding a horse for half a lifetime is tiring, the wind and rain crack the tiles of the Han Dynasty, a century-old hero has died, and he vows to die for his heroic ambition..."
…
The moment the bright red word "Edict" appeared under the book with his waving fingertips, Chen Yuan floated it into the air, waved his wide sleeves, and pinched out the finger tips.
"Command the gods and ghosts of heaven and earth, write books and talismans, and conquer demons thousands of miles away!"
The talisman paper suspended in the air burst into flames and dispersed in the air.
Chen Yuan waved his sleeves.
"——Show the Dharma!"
The law!
The charcoal-red Trojan horse instantly grew taller and larger. Suddenly it stood upright and neighed excitedly. The figure on the horse's brocade robe ruffled. Under the green hair, his phoenix eyes opened angrily. His beard was slightly stroking in the wind, and he waved in his hand. The blue dragon Yan Yue hung to the ground with a buzzing sound, wiping the air.
…
The little people under the eaves were walking around and waving their long sleeves, and the old students were singing incessantly.
"...the sword is stained with blood and died on the battlefield...it is unpleasant to hear the sound of the golden drum and turret...the hero's soul will be settled to sweep away the evil spirit!"
The crazy old man clapped his hands excitedly.
"good!"
As soon as the sound fell, the red rabbit screamed and rolled with its iron hooves. The moment it fell to the ground, it ran out. Stepping on the wilderness, the river turned into a stream of blue light and disappeared in the blink of an eye at the end of the world.
Chen Yuan watched the light dissipate, and her heart could no longer calm down. She simply asked her master to get in the car, threw all the puppets he had carved during the day into the car, put the reins on the old cow, and left the hut and drove onto the official road. .
The carriage shook. Lu Bu's wood sculpture glanced at Zhang Fei, who was climbing up the grid, and kicked him. The wooden sculpture with a leopard's head and ringed eyes stood on the edge of the fence and danced outside. With one hand holding the fence, it hung on the back of the car and swayed. Put it away.
"Slave with three surnames!"
"Someone just kicked you in the face!"
Amidst the noise, the carriage stopped, and Chen Yuan put Zhang Fei in the back of the car. Amidst the sounds of fighting, he drove to the nearest ferry. The whole journey was very lively.