An expert will know if it is there as soon as the legs are out.
The moment Qiu Ping struck out with that move, Ye Changzi's fierce aura rushed towards him.
In the battle formation, all moves are fake, as long as they are as fierce as fighting the enemy to the death.
Every time I move eastward, I want people to think that I am risking my life.
Only in this way can the enemy be frightened.
The expressions of Lieutenant Xie and Inspector Xia changed slightly, and they could naturally see something extraordinary in it at a glance.
I heard that Lord Bing Cao was young, but I didn’t expect that he was so proficient in killing techniques on the battlefield.
"Come, let the two of us practice something with him." Qiu Ping looked at the two of them and said hello.
"Dongguan doesn't dare." Those two people didn't dare to move with him and even shook their legs. Even if Qiu Ping urged him, they would not allow it.
Qiu Ping felt bored and ignored them. Instead, he turned around and looked at all the soldiers and generals.
"Your previous training methods were all wrong. Just remember to be familiar with those stabbing moves. Can such a simple move be very effective if you practice it again?" He slammed the steel fork to the ground and said loudly.
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Everyone looked at him in unison, wondering what the wise opinion of the Bingcao master who came to ask for help from the east was.
"Come on, everyone learn from him, first stare, then show your teeth." Qiu Ping rubbed his neck and made a fierce gesture.
All the shrimps, soldiers and crab generals looked at each other in confusion. Why is it that Bing Cao-sama's body shape and appearance, combined with his movements, are inexplicably funny?
But they had to hold back, otherwise none of them could afford to be charged with contempt for an official.
"Study, why are you so stupid? The two of us will give everyone a start!" Qiu Ping saw that those people were not cooperating, so he took Xia Xiaowei and Xia Patrol to perform surgery.
"ah……"
The two of them were just watching the fun, but they were dumbfounded when they were called out for no reason.
But seeing Lord Bing Cao looking serious, he had to hold his head straight up, glare and bared his teeth. They were used to keeping a straight face in the past, and their expressions were awkward no matter what they did.
It's over, that guy's majesty has been wiped out.
With those two leaders starting, all the soldiers and generals can follow suit.
For a time, the entire school grounds was filled with grinning figures, looking like a group of demons dancing wildly.
"The bigger your eyes are, the more fierce they are, and the more teeth are exposed, the more fierce they are... Okay, now thrust forward!" Qiu Ping nodded, that was right.
You have to fight hard to lose your momentum. Before moving eastward, you should show a ferocious expression to frighten the enemy's morale and weaken it by three points.
"Just practice like that. From now on, he will come to check every once in a while. If his expression is not up to standard, his salary will be deducted!"
The little loach turned around and expressed that he was very satisfied. Compared with the lifelessness before, he was now much more energetic.
It seems that he is not only a talented official, but also very suitable for military training. He is a genius with both civil and military skills!
The little loach was enjoying himself when he suddenly saw a figure with red hair and beard standing at the gate, looking at him with a half-smile.
"He Bo, why are you here?"
Qiu Ping felt a thrill in his heart, and his tone suddenly rose a little higher, as if he had been caught for doing something bad.
"He came here to take a look. It's not bad. He's practicing well. It seems I have a lot of ideas." He Bo walked over slowly with his legs on his back, and the smile on his face became more and more kind.
But Little Loach had some bad premonitions in his heart. Could He Bo be saying something sarcastic?
No, no, those bureaucrats are just like women by keeping their mouths shut. If they ask for it, they will not ask for it. If they praise me, they will harm me.
Although Qiu Ping had never been an official in his previous life, he had dealt with many women.
Just like many women have praised him as a good person...
He Bo walked in front, and Qiu Ping followed behind him obediently, losing none of his high spirits just now.
"Qiu Ping, I have something to do recently. I need to work hard for a few days." After walking around for a while, He Bo pondered for a while and then slowly said.
The little loach's ears immediately stood up, its back straightened, and its eyes became alert.
Normally, it would not be a good thing if He Bo used that kind of tone to instruct his own affairs.
"Well, it's almost the Ghost Festival. Emperor Qingling asks Dongfan School to abstain from sin. At that time, the underworld will be opened, and countless ghosts will enter the world from the underworld. During that time, someone will be needed to maintain the peace and order of Yidong."
"Since I am a county soldier, let me handle the matter." Uncle Fu said with a smile.
In the Shinto system, there are three festivals in a year that are most important, namely: Zaiyuan Festival, Zhongyuan Festival and Dongyuan Festival.
In the Yuan Dynasty, the Heavenly Official granted blessings, in the Zhongyuan Period the Earthly Official pardoned sins, and in the Eastern Yuan Dynasty, the Water Official relieved misfortune.
In the past, he could not lead a team to do that kind of thing. He would mark every ghost that entered the world to prevent them from getting lost. Waiting seven days after the Ghost Festival, he would have to send those ghosts back, which was tiring and boring.
Since there will be little loaches next year, it’s time for my old arms and legs to rest.
"Maintaining public security, that shouldn't be too troublesome..." Qiu Ping had led his Loach militia to maintain public security in Fuhe before, so he felt that he should be familiar with such things.
"It's no trouble, no trouble. I'll go to the City God's Yamen in the afternoon, and the ghost officials from the Yin and Yang Division will explain it to me."
The smile on He Bo's face became brighter and brighter, until the little loach felt a little hairy when he saw it, and then he swayed away with his buttocks on his back.
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"What? Isn't it a month before the Ghost Festival? Why do you ask him to lead troops to guard the passage between the two realms tomorrow!" The little loach jumped to the Onmyoji Division, but got a big thunderbolt from the blue.
"The gate of hell opens once a year, so you need to be prepared. When the winch between the two realms is opened, the passage between the two realms will be unstable, and there may be people with ulterior motives sneaking in, so you need to be careful."
"Although the cocoa content won't be very high, it's just in case."
The ghost official from the Onmyoji Division had a kind smile on his face and patiently explained to Qiu Ping.
"If there are any ghosts sneaking out of Youkuang and causing damage outside the county, we will all be punished. During that time, I would like to ask Master Bingcao to take more trouble." Qiu Ping is now considered a high-ranking official outside the county.
The attitude of Wei Chongli was very good.
However, Qiu Ping was in a very bad mood.
That kind of hard work, there is no reward if you do it well, but you will be punished if something goes wrong.
No wonder He Boqiu recommended it to him!
well.
The little loach sighed and said that he was on the pirate ship. But since he agreed to Donglai, he could just bite the bullet and stay on the pirate ship.
On the second day, he was still in a bad mood, but he went to the school grounds and ordered 500 soldiers and generals to prepare to garrison the passage between the two realms.
After traveling to that world for so long, he once again realized what it means to be in a class as in a grave.
No, you should call me "at work" or "at the grave".
Because the place they wanted to go to that time was the ghost gate in Changning County, and it was not full of ghosts. It was more spooky than the cemetery.
"Master Bingcao, let him come." The head of the Yin and Yang Division, whose face was half human and half ghost, had been waiting at the door early. When he saw Qiu Ping and others coming, he led the way.
They walked all the way into the Onmyoji Division, passed through a deep corridor, and then walked eastward along a staircase and entered a spacious underground space.
The entire ground is like a cave. There are uneven stones all over the ground, and a path has been carved out by humans.
The humidity here is very high and the temperature is extremely low. Although it is not as dead as the silence in Yau Kuang, it is still very uncomfortable.
It was not the first time for the little loach to come there, and he looked at everything around him curiously.
He led the shrimp soldiers and crab generals to continue walking forward, and along the way he could see some unexplained souls being led forward by evil officials.
The passage between the two realms is almost the most important place in the county government office, and ordinary gods are not allowed to approach here.
That's why the city god's niece could sneak across from Qiu Ping instead of taking the spacious road here.
Even the ghosts of the Yin and Yang Division can only enter the Yin Division with some newly deceased ghosts on the first and fifteenth day of each month.
Everyone walked to the end of the path and saw a huge portal standing up.
Qiu Ping stood to the east of the gate with his head raised. It was roughly estimated to be a hundred feet long. It was made of wood and had huge copper nails embedded in it. It looked thick and clumsy.
On one side of the gate, there is an ordinary small door that is more than one foot long.
After the ghost opened it, he led the ghost in and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Qiu Ping curiously touched the towering ghost gate. Although it looked like it was made of wood, it was extremely hard and contained an astonishing chill inside, which made him shiver.
"Sir Bingcao, it's best to stay away from the ghost gate these days. When we open the ghost gate, there will be a dark wind rushing out from the gap. This wind is harmful to the soul, and it is not good to come into contact with it." Yin Yang.
The manager kindly reminded Qiu Ping.
Qiu Ping nodded honestly.
Although the job was a bit painful, fortunately, the Chenghuang Yamen was not really unscrupulous and thoughtfully prepared a residence for Qiu Ping and the soldiers and generals under his command.
The house was right next to the Ghost Gate, so Qiu Ping arranged to go east as if there were five people per room.
As the chief official, he naturally had a room to himself.
He divided the team of 500 people into two teams, preparing to patrol in front of the Ghost Gate on a moonlit night. If there was any slight abnormality, he would send out a signal to warn.
Of course, he soon discovered that his arrangement was somewhat redundant.
Because...the real purpose of those bastards is not to let them patrol, but to let them do coolies!
The ghost gate is extremely heavy and difficult to approach with magic power. No matter how powerful my magic power is, I can't easily shake the ghost gate. This prevents some powerful ghosts in Youquan from secretly opening the ghost gate by relying on their high magic power.
So how should the ghost door be opened?
Answer: Use brute force!
The Baizhang Ghost Gate is equipped with a huge winch, which allows hundreds of people to turn it hard together to open the ghost gate little by little.
Qiu Ping also heard about the winch between the two realms, but he didn't know whether to let him and Xia Bingcra do it in the future.
"Sir Bingcao, all the ghost officials in our Onmyoji Division are ghosts. Their bodies are floating. Even if they are together, they can't shake the capstan at all. Only the Shuiguan line, most of whom have physical bodies, can make them stronger.
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The head of the Onmyoji Division spread his arms. There was nothing he could do about matters that were decided in the first place.
As Shinto developed to its enlightenment, the division of powers and responsibilities was very clear.
If the ghost door can be opened with magic power, then if the people of the Yin and Yang Division are close to the water tower, if there is someone inside with selfish motives and opens the ghost door without authorization, it will cause big trouble.
There is a way to make the person in charge of the ghost door unable to open the door, and to prevent the person who can open the ghost door from accessing the door.
This can ensure maximum safety.
The idea of that decree was certainly a great idea, but for the little loach at that time, it was not good news.
It's hard and tiring, there's no reward, and I beg to be punished if something goes wrong.
Is there a lot of hard work in that life?
Qiu Ping's mood became even worse, but what should he do? He could just let those soldiers and generals turn the winch.
The winch can accommodate more than 200 people at a time, and the 500 shrimp soldiers and crab generals brought by Qiu Ping happened to be taking shifts.
"Then... we had a hard time during those days, and he will try his best to get some benefits for us." Although Qiu Ping was not happy, but compared to the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who were about to ask for work, it was quite manageable.
Can we lead? We can’t let leaders do that kind of hard work.
No.
Thinking of this, Little Loach felt vaguely relieved.
"That's wrong, Lord Bingcao, does the jade slip that the judge asked him to hand over to you contain your spiritual practice plan." The director of the Yin and Yang Division on the side suddenly seemed to remember something? He took out a piece from his sleeve.
Jade slips.
A bad premonition flashed through Qiu Ping's head. After hesitating for a while, he stretched out his legs to take it.
A ray of soul was detected, and a very brief message came out from outside.
"Except for half a month, turn the two-realm winch for nine hours every month. If you are lazy, practice for an additional month."
"Snapped."
After Little Loach finished reading, the jade slip in his leg fell to the ground. He looked back at the winch that looked like a hill, and his eyes went black.
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At the end of the day's carousel, Qiu Ping returned to the cabin temporarily assigned to him, trembling every step of the way.
Those who don’t know would probably think that he was squeezed dry in some fireworks alley.
Little Loach lay heavily on the bed, staring blankly at the top of the room with a pair of dead fish eyes.
Next year...next year, if I ask if I can come there again, he will deny my grandson!
When Little Loach thought about the next half month, he would have to turn the hill-like winch, and he really wanted to die.
Why is his life so miserable!
Other shrimp soldiers and crabs can be killed once every four hours, and rest during the remaining time.
But the little loach has to work for nine hours every day, which means that his working time is much longer than that of the others combined!
The little loach cursed in his heart, and fell into a drowsy sleep while cursing.
What he didn't notice was that as he fell into sleep, the golden thread behind him slowly and firmly moved forward.
The void around him became thicker, and he drilled unconsciously, drilling and drilling. That kind of drilling was very relaxing for him.
As he drilled the hole, his body disappeared into the void.
In his sleep, the little loach dreamed that he was back in the mirage swamp.