The road to immortality started from a blind man in a pharmacy

Chapter 85 87, 88. The blind "Prince", ruthless in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the cause and effect (big chapter - please subscribe)

The light snow is falling to the ground, and only those with a peaceful mind can hear the sound of it falling.

Song Cheng's ears have always been very good.

The snow fell softly and lightly, as if the sky was playing quietly with the earth as its piano.

He held an umbrella and stood at the head of the West City with Mrs. Zhushan.

After a long while, he spoke: "Mother-in-law, are you still worried?"

He has determined that Mrs. Zhushan is indeed many years older than him and is more than enough to be his great-grandmother. However, just recently, his title was changed at a "family gathering".

Tong Jia shouted: "Call the seniors to give birth!"

Song Cheng asked: "What's that called?"

Tong Jia said, "Call me mother-in-law."

So Song Chengcheng called him that, and Mrs. Zhushan also recognized it.

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhushan said softly: "I don't know why the ghost servant didn't take advantage of the peace talks. I can't understand that it was obviously a good opportunity.

The only explanation is that they are brewing a bigger conspiracy. "

Song Cheng closed his eyes and thought about the information he had obtained these days, and suddenly said: "The Northern Barbarians have asked for a lot of food and materials. Other counties have no food and clothing, but this invader has no worries about food and clothing. Something will happen to him, right?" ?”

Mrs. Zhushan was stunned for a moment, and then she thought about it. She pondered for a while and said, "Something will happen."

Song Chengdao: "Haven't the big shots thought about it?"

Mrs. Zhushan sighed and said: "The Six Towns were initially guarded by the descendants of the generals and major sects, but gradually due to the bitter cold and barrenness, it became a gathering place for exiles and low-class people.

There were many sects and powerful forces in that place, but it was a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and it had never been taken seriously by the royal family.

After all, a place where prisoners are exiled is not worth looking down at. "

Song Chengdao: "But they are the first group of forces to fight against the Northern Barbarians, and they are also the most direct force to confront the Northern Barbarians."

Mrs. Zhushan nodded and said: "Yes."

Then he added: "I can see clearly that this is a conspiracy.

The generals from the state capital need merit, and the royal family needs stability.

If spreading a little grain can stabilize the ferocious beasts from the north, why not do it?

It’s just a hardship for the people. "

"I finally understand why the ghost servant didn't move.

It turned out to be waiting here.

But which bastard gave them a plan?

The ghost servant himself has no such brains. "

Song Chengdao: "We saw it, and many people must have seen it too."

Mrs. Zhushan said: “I was in a hurry to deliver food, but now I realize it’s too late.

But what if I thought of it at the time?

If we don't seek peace, will we really let the Northern Barbarians fight for their lives, go crazy, break their jars and carry the ghost tide southward? This is a flagrant conspiracy. "

Song Cheng thought for a while and suddenly said: "Mother-in-law, is it peaceful now?"

"yes."

"Now, the ghost wave hasn't appeared yet, right?"

"yes."

"This summer and autumn, my Anjia harvested a large batch of rice, right? Fucheng is a big place, and Anjia is a grain merchant. There is a lot of farmland at the foot of your Zhushan Mountain." Song Cheng said with a smile, "It is better to provide charcoal in the snow than to add icing on the cake."

He has decided to take root in Hanping Mansion these days and no longer flee south, so not only Hanping Mansion, but also the six towns adjacent to Hanping Mansion are what he needs to make good friends with.

He needs an opportunity.

Originally, he was still thinking about where this opportunity came from, but now, Beiman sent it to him.

The food and supplies sent to the six towns at this time are truly life-saving and will be a hundred times more useful than usual.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. The Six Towns incident is a disaster, but it is also an opportunity to settle down.

Granny Zhushan was stunned.

Before she could say anything, Song Cheng said: "No one delivers food to the six towns, I will do it to Anjia!"

Move at your word, but in just two days, the Anjia raised a total of eighty oxcarts, carrying nearly two thousand stones of grain and headed north. In addition to the Anjia guards, the Anjia also had Zhushan Temple's "Xing" Realm Medicine. People, even soldiers.

The government soldiers are originally controlled by Shanhe Martial Arts School, and Song Cheng, as the guest minister of Shanhe Martial Arts School, is enough to have this face.

While the oxcart was still heading north to the six towns, the government soldiers returned.

The soldiers and warriors who were full of ambition and high morale when they left, thinking about making meritorious deeds and joining the two major forces, now looked tired and weathered.

The war wiped away their superficiality, and when they returned one by one, they all found their families to cry against.

Shanhe Martial Arts School and Baituo Mansion did not break their promises, recruiting a large number of outside disciples and promising to teach them the skills.

But the blind young man who was not noticed by the two major forces at first sat directly in front of the leaders of the two major forces.

There are four people at this table.

The three giants in Fucheng brought another blind man with them.

Mrs. Zhushan was wrapped in thick ugly clothes and had a round, pockmarked face.

"Master of Shanhe Martial Arts School" Tie Zhenyi wears a navy blue robe, has a square face, thick eyebrows, eyes like daggers, and a sonorous voice.

Ouyang Sha, the "owner of White Camel Manor", has a tall nose and deep eyes. He is dressed in white clothes. Although he is middle-aged, he can still tell that he was a suave and good-looking young man in his youth.

And Song Cheng was also sure that the man he saw at Baituo Village that day was the owner of the village.

At this time, except for Mrs. Zhushan, who is gray in color, the other two people have outlines composed of bright white lines.

The two of them were also sizing up Song Cheng.

Both of them were quite interested in this new young hero in the city.

Especially today, Mrs. Zhushan invited this party.

Tie Zhenyi and Ouyang Sha only talked about the battlefield, and asked Madam Zhushan about the city from time to time, but they ignored Song Cheng.

The two knew that it was the little blind man who had something to do today.

They were also waiting for the little blind man to speak.

Song Cheng did not hesitate, and found an opportunity to interrupt the conversation of the three people, stood up and clasped his fists, then looked at the master of the hall and the master of the manor and said: "Two seniors, I have a suggestion.

I want to exchange martial arts with the two seniors."

Ouyang Sha looked at him gloomily and said nothing.

Tie Zhenyi touched his chin and said: "Boy, considering your relationship with Madam Zhushan, you have already got the "Zhushan Wu Gang", right? You already know a Xingjing martial arts, and you have the "Zhushan Wu Gang", what else do you want to exchange?"

Song Cheng said generously: "I want to exchange the Qijing martial arts of the two seniors."

The two heard the words, and a few smiles flashed in their eyes.

Tie Zhenyi said: "I do have Qi Realm Technique.

But this is the treasure of my gang. You can't exchange it for anything, unless you join my martial arts hall and endure it slowly.

Your martial arts skills are secondary. The most important thing for gang inheritance is loyalty and belonging to the sect.

But forgive me for being frank, you are the son-in-law of the An family and the partner of Mrs. Zhushan. You naturally have the label of another sect. Even if you join my Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, you can't endure until you can receive the inheritance of the technique.

So, there is no need.

This is not to bully you, but every sect has its rules.

Inheritance cannot be passed on lightly.

It's the same for you."

Song Cheng glanced at Tie Zhenyi's data.

160~292.

This is a little stronger than Ouyang Sha.

But it's still far from enough compared to him.

He only needs to show some of his strength to deal with it.

So Song Cheng said, "Master Tie, you haven't seen what I exchanged yet, so you say so, isn't it too arbitrary?"

He stepped back two steps, leaving a space, and made a gesture of invitation.

Tie Zhenyi did not stand up, but asked, "Are you also in the Qi realm?"

Song Cheng shook his head.

Tie Zhenyi pondered for a moment, smiled generously and said, "Well, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, and I admire your courage. Then let me see your skills."

Song Cheng said, "Please."

Tie Zhenyi did not put on airs, and stepped forward and said, "Go to the yard."

The two went out, and Madam Zhushan and Ouyang Sha also walked out immediately.

In the yard,

there was still snow in the four corners.

Tie Zhenyi took the big knife, made a posture, and then did not immediately display the power of the Qi realm, but formed a continuous force, wielding the big knife like a full moon, turning a whistling and exploding bright silver ring in the air, and chopped it on the head.

Madam Zhushan, Ouyang Sha immediately looked at Song Cheng.

In Madam Zhushan's mind, she had already thought about how Xiao Song would respond.

She had seen Xiao Song use his sword many times.

Quick, accurate and ruthless, killing those ghost servants who were fixed in place was a smooth process.

Xiao Song's sword should be as fast as lightning, but his strength is definitely not as good as that of the master of the Tie Hall. The strength of the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall is fierce and powerful. He can carry mountains when he rises and split mountains when he falls. He is domineering and powerful.

Therefore, Xiao Song's first sword will be bounced away.

But Xiao Song is fast and will catch up quickly, and then fight with the master of the hall in a tangle.

But can such a method make the master of the hall tempted?

Madam Zhushan thinks not.

However, she has also regarded Song Cheng as her own son, and she only thinks that even if Xiao Song cannot obtain the Qi Realm skills from Tie Zhenyi and Ouyang Sha, she will find a way to find a chance for Xiao Song.

It happened in a hurry.

Song Cheng did not draw the knife from his waist, but just put two fingers together and flicked them through the air lightly, like a meteor shooting into the moon, and pointed at the bright round arc that was whistling and slashing down. With a "ding" sound, the knife was deflected.

He retracted his fingers, and the fingers still showed a mysterious dark color.

This is just the Xuanwu body, without the power of the Xuanwu true form.

If it was added, the dark color would be more dreamy, like the fingers of gods and Buddhas surrounded by smoke and clouds above the clouds.

Even so, the three giants present were stunned.

Especially Madam Zhushan.

Song Cheng did not wait for the three to ask questions, and directly said: "This method is called "Xuanwu Body", and this is the skill I want to use to exchange for the Qi realm skill."

"Body?"

Tie Zhenyi was stunned.

Song Cheng nodded and said, "Body."

When he said this word, all the strength in his body suddenly began to flow wildly, which made his whole body like a hundred forged steel, like a statue of a god or Buddha emitting a chilling aura.

"Let me try!"

A gleam of brilliance flashed in Ouyang Sha's eyes, and he immediately shook his cane, flashed like a phantom, and instantly appeared in front of Song Cheng.

The cane came out, and it was like a lightning bolt, and it suddenly hit Song Cheng's left shoulder.

Snap.

The lightning fell, expanding the ripples, and the air produced a kind of light distortion, but

It didn't work!

Ouyang Sha turned his hand and hit his right shoulder with the cane.

Snap.

It still didn't work.

The cane shrank slightly and hit Song Cheng's left eye again.

Song Cheng secretly used his strength, and his Qi was crisscrossed, quietly lying dormant. Even if Ouyang Sha used the power of Qi Realm in this attack, he could completely defend it. But in that case, he and the owner of Ouyang Manor would be enemies.

We were clearly sparring, but you wanted to kill me. If not mortal enemies, what else could you say?

But if it was still the realm of form, then it would be fine.

Snap!

The cane tapped Song Cheng's left eyelid, making a dull metallic sound.

It was still the realm of form.

Song Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Ouyang Sha also put away his cane, looked at Song Cheng with burning eyes, and suddenly said: "If you become my son-in-law, I will pass on the Qi realm skills of my village to you! I will not force you to divorce, but my daughter must be my wife."

On the other side, Tie Zhenyi also reacted and stepped forward and said: "What a great "Xuanwu Body". It seems that Mr. Song is really a descendant of a hidden family. I feel that this kind of magic skill is still in the realm of strength."

He pondered for a moment and smiled: "I am obsessed with cultivation. I don't have a beautiful daughter, but you can come to my sect. I will accept disciples on behalf of my master. You will be my junior brother and I will teach you the skills. How about it?"

Ouyang Sha glared at Tie Zhenyi.

Tie Zhenyi smiled and said, "You want it? I want it too."

Ouyang Sha looked at Song Cheng again and said, "There are poison techniques and snake taming techniques in my sect. If you become my son-in-law, I may teach you."

Tie Zhenyi said, "There are mechanical techniques in my sect. Master Shui Mo from Xishi is our guest official. I have a nephew who is also his disciple. He will be the one who will make mechanical shields for you. If you join my sect, you may not be unable to see mechanical techniques.

In addition, the power of my Shanhe Martial Arts School is a little stronger than that of the old poison, which is also good for you to settle down.

Besides, you are originally a guest official of my Shanhe Martial Arts School. This is fate.

Brother Song, what are you still hesitating about?"

Song Cheng just showed a little bit of his skills, and the two giants immediately changed their attitudes.

Song Cheng thought about it.

If the situation is stable, he wants to have children with Sister An.

Under this situation, it is really not appropriate to marry again.

Besides, he has been thinking about "how should the immortal live", and his view on choosing a spouse is certain: before he is completely invincible, he will never add another one unless necessary.

What does it mean?

If a woman cannot help him, it means that the two are not destined to be together, and he will not marry her.

Of course, if he really marries her, he will try his best to cultivate feelings with this woman, and will never leave her and treat her as a relative.

He does not have to marry the daughter of the owner of Ouyang Manor, because he can also obtain the "Qi Realm Gongfa" by becoming the junior brother of the owner of Shanhe Martial Arts Hall.

In addition, Madam Zhushan is also here, so he will not choose the former.

Madam Zhushan dotes on Tong Jia, and can barely accept An Chenyu, but if he marries another wife, even if Madam Zhushan does not explode, she will not be very happy.

So, he thought for a moment and said, "Thank you, Master Ouyang, but my wife and I have a deep love for each other, so I'm very sorry."

Tie Zhenyi laughed, put his arm around the blind boy's shoulders, patted him, and then turned to look at Ouyang Sha and said, "Old poison, we are all from the same prefecture, and we will advance and retreat together. Don't take this to heart. You didn't mention marriage today, okay?"

Ouyang Sha was silent for a while, and said, "Okay."

After that, he bowed and turned to leave.

His favorability did not decrease.

Tie Zhenyi said, "Brother, let's go back to Shanhe Martial Arts Hall quickly. I will announce it to the whole city, and then take you to the ancestral hall to pay respect to the ancestors of our sect."

Song Cheng smiled and said, "Thank you, brother."

Tie Zhenyi said again, "Brother, tell me the truth, you..."

Song Cheng said, "Brother, you are in the great perfection of Qi realm, right?"

Tie Zhenyi said, "Perfect."

Song Cheng thought about it and said respectfully, "Maybe I can challenge you above my level."

Tie Zhenyi said, "Challenge perfection in the form realm?"

Song Cheng said, "Brother, why don't you try it?"

Tie Zhenyi said in surprise, "Hey, I really have to try it."

Soon, the two of them each held a weapon.

Song Cheng grabbed the sword and shield, and Tie Zhenyi held the big knife.

One knife came out without a shadow, attacking and defending like a hidden dragon in the old mountain;

The other knife split the thunder, rumbling like a giant claw coming out of the cloud.

In the courtyard, the snow that was originally swept into a pile surged into a vortex, and was smashed into powder again and again in the sky by the vertical and horizontal force.

Madam Zhushan was stunned and thought to herself: "I didn't expect that Xiao Song was so good at hiding his abilities. His real strength could actually be equal to that of the master of the hall. This is a challenge beyond his level. '

Although Tie Zhenyi did not kill him at this time, he was already at his full strength.

But even so, he still couldn't break Song Cheng's defense.

And Song Cheng's sudden knife made him exhausted.

He felt like he was fighting a big turtle. He chopped desperately, but every knife chopped on the thick turtle shell. And the turtle always took advantage of his weakened strength to stick its head out and bite him like lightning.

It was very uncomfortable.

Bang! !

Another fight.

The air wave rolled, and a spreading ripple exploded in the clear sky.

The two separated.

Song Cheng glanced at the panel.

The probability of deducing the yellow-level A-grade skills increased from 1.6 to 3.2.

Tie Zhenyi said anxiously: "No more fighting! I'll take my junior brother to become my disciple! Let's go, let's go now! Now we'll become my disciples!"

The master of the hall saw that this young blind man was a peerless demon in cultivation. He was like a lustful man who saw a beautiful woman. He was anxious to take this demon to become a disciple, and then he couldn't wait to teach him the skills of his own sect, thinking that he would be completely branded by Shanhe Martial Arts Hall.

Song Cheng bowed and said, "Thank you, senior brother."

Hanping Prefecture was in an uproar.

The one who created the uproar was the son-in-law of the An family.

This young man who suddenly appeared seemed to have been on the road to heaven.

When everyone thought that his achievements had been high enough and fast enough, he took another step forward and was pulled by Tie Zhenyi, the uncrowned king of Hanping Prefecture and the master of Shanhe Martial Arts School, to accept him as a disciple on behalf of his master.

Tie Zhenyi did not say that Song Cheng could challenge him. This was to protect him and to make him not be proud. Then, on the highest building in the entire Hanping Prefecture.

Tie Zhenyi took three sticks of incense and asked the boy to worship the sky.

He went to the river outside Hanping Prefecture and took three sticks of incense and asked the boy to worship the earth.

Heaven and earth are witnesses, the bright clothes and the iron cavalry are galloping, and thousands of people follow.

The master led the boy into the ancestral temple at the core of Shanhe Martial Arts Hall and said loudly: "My Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, the ancestors are above, and now the disciple Tie Zhenyi accepts the disciple on behalf of the master. Song Cheng has worshipped the heaven and the earth and prepared all the etiquette. Now he enters my door, please witness it."

Song Cheng pinched the three sticks of incense and dropped them into the incense burner in the temple.

The incense was curling, evenly and without fluctuations.

Song Cheng returned and kowtowed three times respectfully on the cushion.

With this kowtow, he became a member of Shanhe Martial Arts Hall.

If Shanhe Martial Arts School is regarded as the "royal family" of Hanping Prefecture, he has joined the "royal family".

Therefore, he will have "Qi Realm Gongfa" and "legitimate".

The former can allow him to step into the Qi Realm he has longed for.

And a large number of spare points can allow him to be perfect once he enters.

The latter can allow him to take root here better.

He will not be rejected or targeted.

Because Shanhe Martial Arts School is the local emperor of Hanping Prefecture.

What's more, he not only has the label of Shanhe Martial Arts School, but also the label of Zhushan Temple.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the "crown prince of Hanping Prefecture".

The use of the name is very large.

Without the name, you can only kill, kill, kill, and kill, and you will be at the end of your rope, and everyone will shout and say that you are a traitor.

With the name, you only need to kill and seize at the critical moment, and then you are not only not a traitor, but also a great contributor, admired by thousands of people.

Song Cheng still knows a little about these.

So the moment he kowtowed, he knew that his family was more stable in Hanping Prefecture.

And the master was also very happy.

After the ceremony, there were many people witnessing it, and the boy's character was there, so Tie Zhenyi gave the boy a bear hug.

"Junior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

The two laughed.

The master then took Song Cheng around and introduced them one by one.

After the war stopped, many high-level martial arts masters who were in charge of various parties came back, but they might not stay for long. After all, everyone knew that if there was a ghost tide this year, it would be unprecedentedly fierce.

These high-level masters came back to get resources, one for their own practice, and the other for cultivating fresh blood in the local area.

There are two progresses for practicing with resources and practicing without resources.

It just so happened that the high-level masters of Shanhe Martial Arts Hall could gather together to witness Song Cheng's initiation ceremony.

"Come, come, this is the elder, Pang Facai. The name is very rustic, right? It's right, hahaha."

Song Cheng hurriedly stood up and wanted to salute, but the master raised his hand to suppress him.

The master shouted: "We are of the same generation, why should we salute? At most, you can just call me senior brother."

Elder Pang said with a smile: "Junior brother, don't be distant. Once you join my Shanhe Martial Arts School, you are a family."

Song Cheng smiled and said: "Yes, Senior Brother Pang."

Elder Pang knew that this young man was not simple, otherwise the master would not be so eager to pull him in. Seeing that he was so polite and had no sense of arrogance, he also felt a lot of favor in his heart.

The master continued to introduce them one by one:

"This is the second elder, Ling Han, you know him."

"This is the third elder, Duan Xin, the youngest Qi realm warrior in our Shanhe martial arts hall."

"The fourth elder, he didn't come back, he was injured and is recovering."

"This is the foreign affairs envoy, Yuan Qianke."

"Foreign affairs envoy, Hong Juguang."

"Internal affairs envoy, Shi Zhongjian."

The master introduced them one by one. Baituozhuang has two elders, four internal affairs envoys and two foreign affairs envoys, while Shanhe martial arts hall has four elders, six internal affairs envoys and six foreign affairs envoys, and the overall strength has doubled.

After the initiation ceremony, the master sent people to gallop and inform all parties of the huge personnel changes in the sect, so that the subordinate forces of Shanhe martial arts hall stationed in Hanpingfu County would know about Song Cheng's existence. If Song Cheng comes in the future, don't be disrespectful.

And when the matter was over, he dragged Song Cheng to the depths of Shanhe martial arts hall, and then took out a booklet with great solemnity.

"Junior brother, the martial arts of my martial arts school is called "The Secret Book of the Spiritual Sword Qi of the Broken Body". If you inherit it, you must swear a poisonous oath not to teach it to another person, otherwise it will not be tolerated by the martial arts world or the world.

In my school, only the master can pass on this method.

Even if the elders want to find a successor, they must come to the sect and get the master's consent before they can pass on part of it."

Song Cheng swore solemnly.

The master was satisfied to see him like this, and seeing that his eyes were blind, he held the book and read and explained it, which was considered to be the passing on of skills.

Song Cheng listened silently and asked questions from time to time.

In this way, two days passed.

That night, Song Cheng returned to the house and suddenly noticed that the panel had changed.

Scanning it, he saw new information:

[Martial Arts]

The Secret Book of the Spiritual Sword Qi of the Broken Body (Yellow Grade A) (Not yet entered (0/16))

He glanced at his free points again.

907 points.

'Then"

"Fill it up. ’

Ding Sigu filled a glass of wine for himself.

He swept the empty tent again.

On the cabinet at the corner of the tent, there was a red medicine bag.

It was what Xiao Hongliao carried with her.

But today, she didn't bring it.

Ding Sigu's eyes were red, but his eyes were clear.

After he became "Mr. Ding", he had been drunk and dreaming for a long time, so long that anyone thought he was satisfied with his current environment.

And this is naturally to paralyze those who may be spying on him.

Or perhaps, this kind of surveillance has never happened because he has never revealed a flaw.

At this time, he looked at the red medicine bag, and many thoughts flashed through his mind: Today is the day when the Barbarian King and the Four Golden Tents gather here to drink.

Xiao Hongliao is the "shaman" of the Gulang clan.

"Witches" not only use herbs to heal people, but also use some magical and special flowers and plants to make medicinal powders with special functions. These medicinal powders are not necessarily for consumption, but can also be used to perform "witchcraft."

Xiao Hongliu knows one of them.

And she did that when she was teasing Ding Sigu.

That's the only good memory.

Ding Sigu stood up and stumbled towards the medicine bag.

Xiao Hongliu will carry special herbs with her in this medicine bag. The ghost servant is not good at using foreign objects, so she throws these things away casually.

Ding Sigu held the red medicine bag tightly.

Perhaps for the first time in his life, he had an idea that was crazier than committing evil: he wanted revenge, and he wanted to avenge Sister Hong Liao. Sister Hong Liao cannot die in vain, even if he is alone, he must let that bastard ghost servant die!

Ding Sigu opened the red medicine bag, revealing several small cloth bags inside.

Ding Sigu recalled the previous steps that Xiao Hongliu took to make the special medicinal powder, and restored it bit by bit.

After trying again and again, he succeeded.

He grabbed the powdered medicine and drunkenly walked out of the tent. Then he grabbed a servant assigned to him by the Golden Crow King and said, "Go quickly and ask the Barbarian King to come here and tell me that I have urgent matters."

The servant didn't ask any questions and went directly. After all, "Mr. Ding's" words were still very important.

Immediately, Ding Sigu estimated the time and walked towards the camp where the ghost servant was.

He already knows where these damn things are hidden.

At this time, he was a little drunk and wanted to use a weapon to embolden his courage, so he picked up a knife beside the tent. Then he held the knife in one hand and the successfully prepared powder in the other, staggering and limping. Taking advantage of the twilight, he rushed further away.

Soon, he stopped outside the Ghost Servant tent. With his back against the gray-yellow tent, he got a little closer and began to eavesdrop.

He wanted to make sure that his use of the powder would not be ineffective.

This powder that can perform witchcraft is called "Peeping Powder". Its function is to make the wall one-way transparent, making everything transparent, so that people outside can easily see and hear what's going on inside. People won't notice it at all.

Ding Sigu listened with a ferocious smile. The ghost servants were discussing how to devour more lives in the next ghost wave and how to transform the northern barbarian camp into a ghost servant camp.

God helps him!

Ding Sigu glanced at him and saw a figure hurriedly approaching in the distance.

It's the Barbarian King and the others!

Without hesitation, he lightly sprinkled the "spying powder".

The powder flew into the air and landed on the tent.

The tent becomes one-way transparent.

In an instant, the whispers of the ghost servants came out.

The Barbarian King and others who came in a hurry saw Ding Sigu and was about to ask a question, but suddenly saw that surprising scene.

The tent became transparent, and the secret conversation among the ghost servants inside came out.

The topic happened to change.

"Ding Sigu has a curse on him."

"It's okay. The drowned ghost in Tanghe Village will be swallowed up soon. I couldn't swallow it last time, but I can do it this time."

"Well, let's solve it as soon as possible. Ding Sigu has a good mind. With Hong Liao controlling him, he is also helping us seriously."

"The Northern Barbarians and the Great Shang will all return to the underworld."

The conversation continues,

Ding Sigu was stunned and frightened.

Why did you mention him suddenly?

and

The drowned ghost in Tanghe Village?

He suddenly thought of the girl who was thrown into the water by the pig cage.

Long-lost memories suddenly hit me.

On the other side, the Great Barbarian King's face was ashen.

Just as the Golden Crow King was about to speak out, the Great Barbarian King glared at him fiercely.

More and more people are watching outside, and more and more things are being heard.

The faces of the barbarians became angry.

Suddenly, the ghost servant hiding in Manzi shouted: "There is someone eavesdropping outside!"

In the eyes of everyone, the ghost servants who were having a secret conversation were suddenly startled, and immediately someone rushed out of the camp.

The Barbarian King gave a signal, and a giant man holding a mace rushed directly behind him. With a swing, he smashed the ghost servant to pieces, and the flesh and blood mixed with the grave soil flew everywhere.

This seemed to be a secret signal, and the entire Golden Crow King camp immediately began to boil.

The ghost servants began to stir up trouble, trying to kill the Barbarian King.

However, the Great Barbarian King is the most powerful warrior of the Northern Barbarians. How can these little things rival him?

The Barbarian King roared: "Those who are not ghost servants should sit down, and those who stand should die!!"

He struck violently, and the terrifying shadows of nine golden lions even appeared in mid-air.

Every blow he struck was like a lion spreading its paws and shaking its head.

Wherever the fangs and sharp claws touch, the ghost servant will die if they touch it.

Ding Sigu was so shocked that his hands and feet went cold. He stood there, but his fear was slowly replaced by madness.

He roared inwardly.

‘Did you see it, Sister Hong Liao, I’ve avenged you, I’ve avenged you! ’

Suddenly, he seemed to hear a sharp and rapid sound of an arrow piercing the air.

He quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of the arrow sound.

But he saw a cold light rapidly expanding in his eyes.

Behind the cold light, there was a twisted and resentful face.

It was the ghost servant.

Puff!

The arrow shot into the boy's left eye and out from the back of his head.

In an instant, a sharp pain came, and all thoughts were gone.

Time seemed to stand still, the boy leaned back, and a scene many years ago quickly emerged in his blurred mind.

That was Chen Quezi.

He was the one who shot the arrow.

The two figures seemed to overlap, but they seemed to have never overlapped.

Bang!

The boy fell to the ground, and blood mixed with brain matter flowed out.

The surroundings were noisy and chaotic, and his eyes were dark.

For a long time

And for a long time.

The bodies of Ding Sigu, Xiao Hongliao, and the ghost servant were all burned to ashes, and the unburned bones were thrown to a river and hastily buried.

History is long, and the Spring and Autumn Period is ruthless. Regardless of love, hate, right and wrong in life, nameless bones are often buried.

The Great Barbarian King sat in the tent with a cold expression, thinking about all these things again.

For the first time, he realized: Maybe there was a pusher behind the war between the Northern Barbarians and the Great Shang, and maybe the real thing to guard against was a ghost.

After thinking for a long time, he summoned a slave from the Great Shang nobles. This noble was knowledgeable, so the Barbarian King kept him by his side.

At this time, he said in a muffled voice: "You said that there are soul trainers in Hanping Prefecture, is that right?"

The Great Shang noble hurriedly said: "It's true, Zhushan Temple should be a soul trainer. My son was frightened before, and his soul almost left his body. He went to Hanping Prefecture to ask Zhushan Temple for help."

The Great Barbarian King thought for a while and said: "You, lead people, bring gifts and my letter, and invite soul trainers to gather in my camp. I have something important to discuss."

After that, he added: "I will treat you as a distinguished guest!"