The north wind howled, causing his clothes to fly and his hair to be disheveled. Many scenes suddenly appeared in his mind. He felt like he had experienced those scenes before, but no matter how hard he racked his brain, he could not remember anything.
He got up. Instantly, he felt dizzy and in pain. It seemed like the whole world was about to be turned upside down!
He really couldn't stand the tearing pain, his knees softened, and he fell to his knees with a "pop". He unsheathed his sword and dug into the ground for support.
His face was swollen with bulging meridians, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a long roar, just like the roar of a lion, which immediately rolled up the dust and sand around him. That roar of exhaustion, Saibi's momentum of wind and clouds, flying sand and rocks.
The majesty!
A fortune teller over there holds a Pingjin sail in his right hand and a white cloth bag on his left shoulder, strolling towards this side.
Chuan Feng Kuang regained his consciousness a little. When he looked up and saw the fortune teller, he couldn't help but feel strange. There was no one on the street. Who did the fortune teller want to tell this time?
He couldn't help but work hard to support himself. Although he tried his best to pretend to be okay, his feet were still swaying a little!
He called out to the fortune teller who was walking to one side: "Where are you going, fortune teller?"
The fortune teller shook his head slightly and continued to walk forward, but he muttered: "The little hero's hall is dark, it may be an ominous sign!"
Chuan Feng Kuang shook his head hard to make himself more awake. He chased up and stopped the fortune teller in a few steps and said: "Xiang Shi, I know you must be a Taoist hermit. Just now my lion's roar was like a thunderbolt.
, even a tiger would probably be shocked to the point of bleeding to death, but you appeared in front of me without any damage. I know that you must have been sent by God to show me the ropes."
The fortune teller had a calm face and a flat look. He glanced at Chuan Fengkuang and said, "I don't dare to shock the gods. If the little hero really wants to make a fortune, the old man is willing to work for him. You said, you want to know."
Do you want to remember what happened before, or do you want to predict what will happen tomorrow? You can only choose one or the other, not both?"
Chuan Feng Kuang was stunned for a moment. He and this fortune teller were strangers to each other. How did he know that he had lost his memory?
No, you have to predict Miss Yun's whereabouts first. If this fortune teller can give some advice and save Miss Yun from danger, even if he never knows his past, it will be of no use!
So he didn't hesitate at all and said readily: "I don't care about the past, I just want to know about the unknown tomorrow!"
The fortune teller's face was full of spring breeze, he counted with his fingers, and said with a smile: "It is really a hero who is sad that the beauty has passed. I will give you a few words: "The clouds are flowing in Liuyun Town, and I go south to Guishan to welcome the Yunyuan. The wild geese returning to the blue sky have no chance.
, with a piece of paper on his chest connected to his life. 'A strong man, let him do what he wants!'
He then took out three tips from the white cloth bag, handed them to Chuan Feng Kuangji and said: "These three tips may be able to remind you of past events, and they may even save your life at a critical moment.
Remember, no matter what happens, you must unpack the red tip bag first, followed by the blue tip bag, and finally the white tip bag. Don’t mess around and say goodbye!”
Chuan Fengkuang was confused when he heard this. He was looking at the three kits with doubts. He wanted to ask the fortune teller for advice, but the fortune teller had already disappeared in the smoke.
He took a few steps forward and shouted loudly: "Soothsayer... fortune teller...!"
Standing in the messy smoke and dust, he couldn't help but sigh deeply: "I didn't expect that there are such extraordinary masters in this world who never see their beginning or end, and come and go without a trace!"
He walked alone outside the street and slowly walked out of the town. As he walked, he slowly analyzed the few words the fortune teller gave him!
He couldn't help but read slowly again: "There is still peace in Liuyun Town. I'll go south to Guishan to invite Yunyuan. The egrets and geese in the blue sky are nowhere to be seen, and there is a piece of paper on my chest connected to my life."
In the end, he suddenly realized that although it was a bit confusing and he didn't understand it, he still decided to go to Guishan first according to the advice in the fortune teller's words!
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Before I knew it, it was already noon.
There is a big mountain over there, standing between a group of ear mountains, rolling and undulating, like a rugged figure like a hunchback.
On the road leading to the mountain, hundreds of cavalry were galloping, led by two extraordinary generals. It was Long Qie and Yingbu who went to Guishan to subdue the bandits. The two generals were galloping side by side, leading hundreds of soldiers.
, and went straight to the foot of Guishan Mountain.
Guishan was right in front of him. Yingbu stopped the generals alertly and said to General Longqe: "General Longqe, this place is surrounded by mountains on three sides. There is only one road that can go directly to Guishan. Look, there is Guishan."
, it is surrounded by mountains. If we are not careful, we will become turtles in the urn, but we must plan first and then act!"
Long Qie glanced along the mountain he pointed at, smiled disdainfully and said: "General Yingbu, is it because the battle over the chasm has sapped your fighting spirit? You should be careful, this is not a chasm, this is not a chasm.
There are just a bunch of roughnecks in the mountains. You shouldn't want to spend another year and a half like the Battle of Chasm, right?"
Yingbu knew that Long Qie was headstrong and it was useless to say more. He couldn't help but sigh and said: "General Long Qie, you are the leader of this operation. I will lead all the soldiers to listen to your call!"
Long Qie laughed loudly and said, "That's good. Now give me an order to enter the mountain as quickly as possible and fight to a quick victory."
When Yingbu heard this, he felt something was wrong. Didn't this violate his will to surrender? If he followed General Long Qie's order, this would not be surrendering the bandits, but suppressing them!
He was stunned for a moment, then simply said: "General Long Qie, we can't go against General Yu's wishes. I think it's better to send a lobbyist to the mountain to recruit them first. If they persist in their obsession, it won't be too late to destroy them!"
Long Qie said solemnly: "The general is out, and the military orders are not obeyed. These bandits have been making trouble here for many years. Wouldn't it be beautiful to wipe them out?"
Just as Yingbu was about to dissuade him again, he suddenly heard Long Qie shouting an order: "All the officers and men will listen to the order and attack the mountain immediately. At one go, they will kill him without leaving a single piece of armor behind!"