After Wuxu told the story of the Lonely Garden in Savatthi State, everyone chatted for a while. Pan Ruoxue, Huang Lei, and Wu Yuzi came over. Huang Lei took out a brown-yellow pill, distributed it to everyone, and then assigned tasks
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Wuxu saw that both the demon cultivator and the human cultivator took the pill and swallowed it into their stomachs one after another, and then held it in their mouths. His spiritual consciousness transmitted Pan Ruoxue. Only then did he know that this was the Hunyuan Pill. After the demon cultivator took it, he
When the spiritual power is dispersed, it can cover up the demonic energy in the body and act as a human monk. However, the time effect is limited, and it is only effective for three days and three nights. And this Hunyuan Pill has another miraculous effect, that is, it is refined by the same person and from the same batch.
, regardless of whether it is a demon cultivator or a human cultivator, after taking it, there will be the same aura on the body, and they can sense each other within a hundred miles. Therefore, for the convenience of movement, the human cultivator also takes it together.
Wuxu understood and was about to swallow the Hunyuan Pill whole when he suddenly had an idea and secretly divided the pill into two halves, swallowed one half and kept the other half in his mouth.
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At this moment, Anfeng City is heavily guarded and basically no entry or exit is allowed. Now that Pan Ruoxue and others are here, they will naturally have a solution.
Not long after Wuxu and others took the Hunyuan Pill, a group of red scarf soldiers came over from a distance. Seeing that there were so many strangers in the woods, those soldiers wanted to rush forward to capture and interrogate them, but they saw the leader of the group.
, riding a horse, dancing like a flower with a spear in his hand, going back and forth several times, stabbing all the soldiers under him to death. Then he got off the horse, came forward, and saluted Pan Ruoxue and others with cupped fists.
Wuxu secretly observed from the side that this general in military uniform turned out to be Han Shuanghu from Handang Mountain. He saw a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a pair of copper bell-like eyes, like two blood-red lanterns, and a long dark gold machete on his back.
He was holding a double-edged silver gun. The tip of the gun had turned black due to too much blood. It was obviously from the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and he had a murderous look on his body.
Several demon cultivators were forced by his murderous aura and even took a few steps back unconsciously.
Wuxu and others peeled off the military uniforms from the dead sergeants, put them on themselves, and then followed Han Shuanghu's grand "return from target practice"; the leading captain recognized Han Shuanghu, waved, and everyone entered Anfeng City in a swagger.
The guards on both sides of the city gate stood listlessly on both sides, their eyes dull, like clay sculptures.
After entering the city, Wuxu and others were divided into three teams, led by Pan Ruoxue and three others, and lurked throughout the city. As for Han Shuanghu's return to camp, how to explain it is that after leaving the city, the morale of the army was unstable, and the soldiers fled and killed several people.
, that’s all.
These are not the questions that Wuxu is thinking about. What Wuxu is worried about is whether the two so-called Confucian ghost cultivators he met last night in Taiping Mansion in this world, Dangtu County in the future, and Daqingshan, who appear to be Xie Zao and Li Bai, will
The intelligence was reported to Zhu Yuanzhang; after knowing it, would Zhu Yuanzhang send troops to rescue him?
What made Wuxu even more worried was that before he entered Anfeng City, Wuxu looked far away and noticed a strong murderous aura and resentment in the sky above the city. After entering the city, not only blood stains and body parts could be seen everywhere on the streets
, almost no common people were seen, only groups of soldiers with red eyes were seen. Moreover, in the Mandala Dharma Realm, his spiritual consciousness seemed to hear countless wailings and see endless misery, so that Wuxu was extremely worried.
I dare not recite the "Infinite Life Sutra" easily in the Dharma Realm. There are too many wronged souls. If I recite the Sutra easily, I am afraid that all the resentment in the city will come. It is a trivial matter to expose my identity. What worries me most is whether I have such a level of cultivation.
To perform such a great merit.
Such a city, for those who practice Buddhism, is no less than coming to the endless hell.
Pan Ruoxue's team was lurking in an abandoned official residence in Anfeng City. The original owner and servants had long gone. Everyone followed the map marks and arrived here in the dark. They listened to Pan Ruoxue's instructions in the living room.
After that, each of them found a room to stay in.
Unexpectedly, not long after nightfall, Wuxu heard the crows outside the window, flying up and croaking from an old locust tree. Wuxu's consciousness slightly peeked out, and outside the abandoned mansion, firelight flashed, and then there was a dispute.
The sound came.
When Wuxu listened carefully, it seemed that the leader wanted to come in to search, but his subordinates felt that it was unnecessary. Instead, they complained and did Tai Chi. They just kicked open the door, held a torch, and shook it.
Then he wanted to leave and inspect the place below.
Wuxu heard that the leader's voice was very familiar, so he quietly flew to the sky in front of the door and looked down.
I saw a man with a yellow face, riding a thin horse, wearing a helmet and iron armor. He was holding a rein in one hand and a sword in the other. He pointed at the door and said sternly, "The Emperor and the Prime Minister have orders to prevent confusion."
When spies come in, every abandoned residence must be inspected strictly. Are you going to disobey military orders?!"
The two burly captains next to them said with half a wry smile and half sarcasm, "General Zhao, there are so many abandoned mansions in Anfeng City that we can't even count them. If we want to check this area one by one every night,
, brothers may not be able to finish the search even at noon tomorrow. Now, there is a severe shortage of food in the city. Many brothers listened to your words and are so hungry that they can hardly walk. If the consumption continues tonight, the Yuan army will attack the city tomorrow.
How else to fight?"
Wuxu was hidden in the night sky. At a glance, the sergeants all had dull expressions. They instinctively held their weapons and hunched their waists, holding on with only one breath. As they stood there, the conversation between the general and the two lieutenants could not be heard.
It's as if you haven't heard of it.
Readers, if you don’t understand the above, you can think back to the five-kilometer long-distance run you ran when you were in college. Think about whether you felt very numb after running, and you just followed the run unconsciously with just one breath. These soldiers, in
In Wuxu's eyes, that was the situation.
The general named Zhao heard the captain below talking about food, and bit his lip unconsciously, but his eyes became brighter. He stubbornly raised his sword there, looked at the darkness inside the gate, and said loudly, "
You guys just wait outside while I, the general, go in alone to conduct an inspection." After saying that, he put his legs under his crotch and started to rush in.
Unexpectedly, this General Zhao, a thin horse under his crotch, was probably dizzy from hunger. When he was pinched by him, he let out a low whine, his front legs went weak, and he knelt down on the ground. This General Zhao was caught off guard and almost somersaulted.
He also fell to the ground. Fortunately, the two captains who had just spoken were closer and supported him.
The general, with his helmet off on the ground and his long hair falling on his shoulders, vigorously threw the two lieutenants over and stepped into the gate of the mansion with long strides.
The people lurking in the mansion were already in their respective rooms at this moment, holding weapons in hand, waiting for Pan Ruoxue's order. Wuxu Anan was sweating, and was about to think about how to make these demon cultivators calm down, hide their traces, and not hurt them.
people.
Suddenly, the thin horse kneeling on the ground let out an inaudible neigh, which looked particularly miserable in the night sky. Then they saw General Zhao stepping forward with his front legs, and just as he was about to follow with his hind legs, he immediately turned around and returned.
Kneeling in front of the thin horse, he knelt down and gently stroked the horse's head with his hand, as if whispering comfort.
After a while, the general Zhao stroked the horse's back again, and the thin horse slowly stood up again. The yellow-faced general Zhao held the reins and said to the two captains, "I'll go in and take a look, you go."
Let’s inspect the next house.”
The two captains and the sergeants couldn't bear to leave and tried to persuade them.
The general smiled and said, "In that case, you guys should take a short rest first. I will go in for a brief inspection and then come out." After that, regardless of what everyone else said, he led the thin horse that had been with him for many years and entered the gate of the mansion.
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After General Zhao came in, he did not bring a torch, but walked in with the help of some starlight. When he was about to reach the living room, the demon cultivators lurking everywhere could not help but gradually let out some breath. The general did not notice it, but on the contrary
The thin horse's legs were trembling, hesitating, whining and neighing. General Zhao lovingly hugged the horse's neck and patted it gently. At the same time, the thing on his chest emitted a faint white light, covering the horse.
.The old and thin horse has just stabilized.
The general frowned slightly and suddenly said to the horse, "I didn't expect you to be so hungry. I will take you back now to have a good meal and a night's rest." After that, he turned around and led you.
He picked up his horse and walked slowly outside.
Wuxu looked at this yellow-faced man and this old skinny horse in the night sky. Suddenly he felt his cheeks were moist, and when he wiped them with his hand, two lines of silent tears came out.
In his consciousness, Pan Ruoxue's message suddenly came, "No, this person has noticed our traces, and if he leaves now, he will definitely--"
Wuxu hurriedly sent a message and said, "Xianzi Pan, fellow Taoists, this person is an old friend of mine. Please be patient and Cang will handle it himself."
The demon cultivators who were about to make a move, saw that Wu Xu was begging for help, but Pan Ruoxue had no further words to say, so they calmed down.
Wuxu landed slowly and appeared in front, staring at the yellow-faced general.
The yellow-faced general, holding a sword, was about to ask sternly, when suddenly a white light burst out from his chest, covering him and Wuxu. Then, in darkness, the yellow-faced general, Wuxu, and the thin horse disappeared.
In the Mandala Dharma Realm, the yellow-faced general, holding the thin horse in his hand, looked around the Buddhist hall, then his body went limp and fell to the ground.
Wuxu stepped forward and helped him up. The yellow-faced general suddenly hugged Wuxu and cried loudly.
While crying, he said, "Grandma is gone, and the Song Dynasty is almost gone."
Wuxu didn't know what to say, so he could only slap his back with his palm, transport his spiritual power secretly into his body, and regulate his disordered and weak spiritual energy. After he was slightly relieved, he said, "I didn't expect to meet Miss Zhao here.
If this pearl hadn't been refined by the young monk himself, I wouldn't have dared to recognize each other."
The yellow-faced general said in a low voice, "Earlier, the pearl on her chest automatically glowed white. Tong'er thought there were ghosts, ghosts and monsters here. Only when she saw this Buddhist hall did she realize it was you."
Seeing that Zhao Tong's mood seemed unstable, Wuxu said slowly, "Well, yes. Earlier, I saw a yellow-faced general, but I just thought he looked familiar and couldn't figure it out. If it weren't for this pearl, the young monk would really not be able to understand it.
I dare to believe it’s you. I didn’t expect you to leave Dadu, join Liu Futong’s army, and end up in Anfeng City.”
Zhao Tong suddenly woke up and shouted, "Grandma was killed by Yuan thieves. Not long after, I was summoned by Prime Minister Liu. I left the brothel and came to Yingzhou to counsel military affairs and assist in the world's intelligence. Then I welcomed Han Lin'er, the son of Elder Han.
Established the Dragon and Phoenix Song Dynasty. Then he followed Prime Minister Liu and hundreds of thousands of troops in the three-pronged northern expedition. Unfortunately, the success fell short. Those who died died, those who surrendered surrendered, and those who fled. Chahan Timur used another trick to capture Yidu.
He killed many of our brothers. With no choice but to do so, Prime Minister Liu retreated to the isolated city of Anfeng. Now, the city has almost reached the point where people cannibalize themselves!"
Wuxu hurriedly hugged Zhao Tong and said warmly, "It's okay, it's okay."
Zhao Tong was talking and being hugged by Wuxu, but he felt even sadder, "I think my parents were killed by Yuan thieves when I was young. I followed Grandma Liu and practiced Taoism with the White Lotus Sect. When I got a little older, I devoted myself again.
Lanmajiao pretended to be a demon dancer, and stayed in a fireworks place like Yueshu Pavilion to spy on the military situation. When she was in the army of the Song Dynasty, she had trouble sleeping and eating. She only wanted to take revenge and fight against the Yuan Dynasty. But who would have expected that in the end, she would still
The hatred of the country and the family has not been avenged, and I am alone as if in a dream."
Realizing his weakness, he had no choice but to continue stroking his back.
The more Zhao Tong talked, the more excited he became, and later he burst into tears, "Master Wuxu, there really is a cycle of cause and effect in this world. Isn't retribution unpleasant? Why is this happening?!"
Wuxu looked at Zhao Tong, who used to sing and dance under the moonlight, with a pink face and red lips, but now he was dressed in blood, with a thin and yellow complexion. His face was filled with tears and he looked like a crazy Zhao Tong. He felt sad and said with relief, "It's not that we don't want to retaliate, the time has not yet come for the uprising.
We haven’t succeeded yet, you and I still need to work hard.”
As the saying goes
Returning the city wrapped in death clothes, the birds chirping outside the window and an old friend comes;
The thin horse in armor rides alone, and the general's beauty changes after hundreds of battles.