Chang Sheng Gou Said: Play The Suona At The Beginning, Mourn The Funeral And Cultivate Immortality

Outside Jiangcheng, the rebels lost their last county seat.

They penetrated into the Tianmu Mountains and relied on the vast mountains and the crisscrossing waterways in the swamp to fight guerrillas with the Xuanwu Army.

Whenever the Xuanwu Army went out on an expedition, the rebels would break into pieces and head into the mountains and forests.

After the army left, the rebels began to come out again to harass and plunder the people.

As for the officers and soldiers, there was nothing they could do about the rebels who were as good as brown candies for a while.

On this day, a rebel team was marching in the mountains and forests.

They had just attacked a village and took the opportunity to steal a lot of food, chickens and ducks, and some even had a human head stuck to their waist.

They were all very happy and joked from time to time.

One of the rebels looked up and saw a bayberry tree. He jumped up to the treetop and picked the bayberry to eat.

The man under the tree shouted:

"Liu Tou, what's delicious about the bayberry? If you climb so high, be careful not to be discovered by the officers and soldiers."

The rebel named Liu Tou was named Liu Huan, and he was a rebel corps leader.

He smiled and said:

"The Xuanwu Army Brigade has already been transferred to Funiu Mountain. Master Li Immortal has a clever plan. He mobilized the Xuanwu Army just like he transferred Sun Tzu."

He picked a few bayberries and put them in his mouth. Although they were sour, he just liked this one.

At this moment, a row of crossbow arrows was shot from the forest on the side.

Several rebels on the ground fell instantly.

An elite Xuanwu army emerged from the woods.

Liu Huan was so frightened that he didn't care too much. He hurriedly used Qinggong and turned around and ran away.

Fortunately, he is a Fourth Grade Martial Artist and has extremely strong Qinggong.

Only because of the internal conflicts in the rebel army, he only became a small corps commander, leading a team of five people.

There was wind under his feet, and he fled quickly. The crossbow arrows behind him were shot one after another, but he dodged them with his extremely fast movement.

After a moment of burning incense, he ran into the dense jungle, breathing heavily.

"It's my fault. Fortunately, I'm good at qinggong, so I'm finally safe."

Suddenly, he looked up and saw a person who looked exactly like himself.

Liu Huan was horrified:

"Did I meet a spirit? Or have I lost my soul?"

After all, he is a person who has seen blood on the battlefield, and his courage is much more arrogant than ordinary people.

He hurriedly drew the knife from his waist to see what kind of monster was on the other side.

However, at this time, the person opposite was faster than him.

The man raised his hand and shot out a stone, directly shattering Liu Huan's throat.

Liu Huan clutched his throat and died.

The man opposite quickly took out the three-piece set of the Evil Gathering Talisman, the Soul-Destroying Talisman, and the Qingming Blood Talisman, and quickly disposed of the body.

He put on Liu Huan's clothes and weapons and smiled softly:

"From now on, I am Liu Huan."

His voice actually became thicker, almost the same as Liu Huan's.

This person is naturally Bai Yu disguised as a disguise.

After Uncle Jiu died, Bai Yu made a decision that went against Gou Dao.

Find a way to go undercover and get into the rebel army, and then help Du Jian and the others kill the evil cultivators and completely destroy this rebel army!

He tracked a group of rebels in the mountain forest and spent half a month following and observing them to select the best target.

Liu Huan, pretended by Bai Yu, chose a direction and ran quickly.

Not long after running, I saw a bald man falling to the ground and shouting:

"Old Liu, please help me."

Bai Yu recognized him as Liu Huan's immediate boss.

His surname is Zhu, and he is the fire chief who manages ten people.

Bai Yu imitated Liu Huan's call:

"Brother Zhu, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu Huochang shouted:

"The bastards from the Xuanwu Army shot an arrow into my knee, and I can't fucking run away."

"I thought I was dead and would be found by those bastards sooner or later, but I didn't expect to run into you."

Bai Yu didn't say much, simply treated Zhu Huochang's wound, and then helped him on his way.

Zhu Huochang said:

"We can't stay here any longer. We have exhausted all our soldiers. Let's go to the nearby Sima Song."

The rebels are now in pieces, fighting on their own, and they are in chaos.

Bai Yu naturally couldn't ask for it and said:

"Listen to Brother Zhu."

He supported Zhu Huo on the road.

At the same time, on a mountain peak not far away, Du Jian was standing with his sword, muttering:

"I hope everything goes well for Brother Bai."

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On the other side, Bai Yu made some insinuations along the way and found out that Zhu Huo's name was Zhu Ziming, a Second Grade Martial Artist.

The two of them turned around and arrived outside a valley.

Zhu Ziming imitated the cuckoo and called a few times, and soon there were several rebel sentries who alertly questioned the two men.

"who?"

Zhu Ziming said:

"I am Zhu Ziming from Laoye Ridge, and this is my brother Liu Huan."

"Our lair was discovered by the Xuanwu Army, and all of our men were killed. Now we have come to join Song Sima."

The sentries moved out of the way and led the two of them into the valley. There was actually a military camp in the valley, where about two to three hundred people were stationed.

Camp Sima Song Ling met the two of them, but found nothing unusual.

Now the rebels are in pieces, harassing everywhere, and it is common for small groups of rebels to be broken up.

It does not count if the rebels are killed or wounded and fleeing, it is normal for the rebels to defect to each other.

Hearing that all the soldiers under the two men were defeated, Song Ling also assigned five more soldiers to be led by Zhu Ziming.

However, Zhu Ziming was demoted to the rank of corps commander, and Liu Huan, also known as Bai Yu, directly became a top soldier.

Bai Yu naturally doesn't care about this. If he can successfully sneak into the rebel team, he has already succeeded in the first step.

In the next few days, he lurked in the rebel camp.

Soon, he became familiar with military camp life, like a veteran.

A few days later, during a mission, Zhu Ziming suddenly died in battle.

Now, the last person related to Liu Huan is dead, and no one can guess his origins.

Bai Yu returned to the valley carrying Zhu Ziming's body.

He dug a pit in a corner of the valley and buried Zhu Ziming in it.

While he was busy working, he suddenly heard a shout:

"What are you doing sneakily?"

Bai Yu turned around and saw that it was the patrolling guard of the battalion commander.

He pretended to be panicked and said:

"No, nothing."

The patrolling guard became even more suspicious and shouted:

"You're so sneaky, maybe you want to be a deserter and be arrested by Sima Na to deal with him!"

Bai Yu hurriedly shouted that he was wronged.

While they were arguing, this movement alerted the camp's commander Song Ling.

Song Ling stopped the patrolling guard and said:

"I have an impression of you. What are you doing here?"

Bai Yu said:

"Reporting to Sima, I defected to you with Zhu Ziming and Brother Zhu a few days ago."

"Brother Zhu died in the battle. I will carry his body back and prepare him to be buried in peace."

"No matter what, death is a big deal. I can't bear to see his body exposed in the wilderness and eaten by crows and wild wolves."

As soon as he said this, many soldiers in the camp felt sad.

People like them live in a precarious situation. Even if they die in battle, they won't even be able to bury their bones.

Many people couldn't help but lament.

After hearing this, Camp Sima Song Ling also softened his expression and said:

"I didn't expect you to be a person who values ​​love and justice."

"In that case, you should take over from Zhu Ziming and be the corps commander."

"In addition, I will give you another task. You are responsible for digging pits and burying all the brothers who died in the battle."

Bai Yu was overjoyed and said hurriedly:

"Thank you Song Sima."

As a result, Bai Yu became the leader of the camp's digging team and resumed his old business of funerals.