Fan Dengfeng arranged for the 500 soldiers he brought with him to camp in the wilderness outside the city.

It stands to reason that this time, if he rescues the people trapped in Dayan Mountain and the people in the Wushen Temple, he can retire and return to Okita Prefecture.

However, Fan Dengfeng, who has seen the miracles of the witch god, has already sent a handwritten letter to the Taishou Mansion yesterday.

Next, he will participate in the reconstruction of the witch temple to show his reverence for the witch god.

Seventy or eighty tents of various sizes were scattered on the undulating hills, and this battle was quite spectacular.

At this time, Fan Dengfeng and Chen Songnian, the magistrate of the county, were sitting in the big tent waiting for the arrival of the priest Yu.

Earlier, Yu Zhu sent someone to say that there would be a delay for a while.

Fan Dengfeng and Chen Songnian naturally did not complain.

Nowadays, the reconstruction of the temple must first obtain the consent of the worshippers, and then the specific details such as site selection and construction can be discussed.

Fan Dengfeng was born in the army and is usually a vigorous and resolute person, but seeing Chen Song's old god sitting on the side, the two of them have nothing to talk about, but they also wait patiently.

However, he still felt like a needle in his buttocks, and he finally got up and began to walk back and forth in the big tent.

Chen Songnian raised his eyes and looked at it, knowing that this General Fan was already waiting a little impatiently.

If you follow your previous temperament, it is estimated that you would have raised your eyebrows coldly and roared to tie people up.

However, although he had never seen what happened in Dayan Mountain, he also knew that it should have greatly touched Fan Dengfeng.

Therefore, at this time, he also changed his previous attitude of bending to welcome, shook off the long sleeves of his official robe, got up and walked to the door of the big tent, and looked down the hill.

I've been waiting for almost half an hour, and I don't know when Priest Yu Zhu will come over.

However, there is an old saying: "Man cannot read." At the moment when Chen Songnian looked up, two carriages were driving towards the camp in the distance.

"General Fan, Priest Yu Zhu is here!"

Chen Songnian lowered the curtain and turned to Fan Dengfeng to bow down.

"Oh?" Fan Dengfeng strode forward and lifted the curtain to look outside.

Sure enough, in the distance, I saw two carriages with temple flags coming slowly.

Fan Dengfeng exhaled, lowered the curtain, and sat back on the main seat.

Soon, the curtain was lifted again, and a soldier came in to give a message.

Fan Dengfeng naturally stretched his shelves and let the gods go.

Yu Zhu led Zhou Zhanming, Ding Peng, and Bo Feng and Ah Tong, who were wearing black cloaks, into the big tent.

"The grass people have seen General Fan and Lord Zhixian!" Yu Zhu led everyone to bow to the imperial court officials.

Fan Dengfeng laughed out loud and waved his hand: "No courtesy!"

According to the rules, when ordinary people see court officials, they have to kneel and salute.

However, Fan Dengfeng and Chen Songnian, who were present, were very clear about Yu Zhu's identity in the future, so they naturally didn't care about it.

"I don't know what happened to Priest Yu?"

Climb to the top and stay after Zhu sits down and cares.

Yu Zhu did not hide it, and said directly: "During the Dayan Mountain earthquake, one of our priests was collecting medicine in the back mountain and was accidentally trapped in the secret passage. Later, it was true, and he was indeed saved by the general.

And this is also the reason why we didn't deliberately look for him when we went out of the mountain.

Today, I will take him to my side. ”

"Oh, such a coincidence?" Fan Dengfeng stroked his beard, recalling the scene.

"Bo Feng, you have to thank the general. ”

Bo Feng obeyed the order and walked out, and then saluted General Fan again, "Caomin Xie General for saving his life!" After speaking, he took off his hood and revealed his appearance.

Fan Dengfeng only glanced at it at that time, where did he remember what those two people looked like?

However, since Priest Yu Zhu said so, there was no need for him to doubt it.

But, aren't there two of them?

"Well, there's another ......"

"Report!"

Fan Dengfeng was talking, but unexpectedly, the voice of the soldier sounded outside the big tent.

Fan Dengfeng suppressed the conversation and announced the person in.

It turned out that there was a murder in the county, and Zhou Zhengchang came to report the news, saying that the matter was tricky and needed to be decided by the county.

So, Chen Songnian, who was waiting to discuss the reconstruction of the temple, immediately left the big tent and rushed to the city under the signal of Fan Dengfeng.

Now, there are no more idle people waiting for him, so Yu Zhu took over Fan Dengfeng's interrupted words just now and said, "Did General Fan just want to ask who the other person was?"

"Hmm, yes, yes!" Fan Dengfeng nodded when he heard this. In fact, it's just a matter of asking in passing, who the other person is, whether he is dead or not, it has nothing to do with him, and it has nothing to do with the issues that are about to be discussed.

However, Yu Zhu obviously didn't think so.

He got up and walked up to Hitomi, and then bowed down and saluted, "Please!"

Ah Tong raised his head, first glanced at Yu Zhu, and then slowly walked to the center of the big tent.

Fan Dengfeng was quite surprised when he saw this, and he unconsciously stopped touching his beard.

Zhou Zhanming, Ding Peng and Bo Feng tacitly walked to the door of the big tent, forming a checkpoint that forbade outsiders to enter.

Hitomi slowly reached out and took off his hood.

Fan Dengfeng unconsciously slid off his hood and looked at the man.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he has a thin body, handsome eyebrows, a calm temperament, and an unconcealable nobility all over his body.

"You!" Fan Dengfeng suddenly woke up, stretched out his finger and pointed at Ah Tong tremblingly.

"Priest Yu Zhu, you are so bold!"

Fan Dengfeng suddenly got up from his seat and rushed in front of Yu Zhu in two big steps.

"Do you know......" Fan Dengfeng stared at him, thinking that the person he had been trying to track down appeared in front of him in a grand manner, and he felt that the muscles and bones in his body began to tremble.

"General Fan, you rescued people. Yu Zhu said calmly.

"What?" Van shouted, then took two steps back, and then began to pace back and forth in the tent.

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he walked over and grabbed Yu Zhu's collar, gritted his teeth and said, "You say, have you been hiding him in the temple?"

Yu Zhu and Fan Dengfeng are about the same height, but compared to Fan Dengfeng's burly body, his body is obviously much thinner.

However, in the face of Fan Dengfeng's angry questioning, he did not panic and remained motionless.

"General Fan misunderstood, two years ago, the general came in person, and at that time, the divine envoy also gathered all the people in the temple for the general to inspect in person, how could we hide people?

Moreover, this young man was rescued by the general in the earthquake, and our priest Bo Feng happened to be trapped in the same place with him.

So, General Fan, please calm down and think about why you saved this person. ”

"You!"

Fan Dengfeng was stunned by what he said, let go of Yu Zhu suddenly, and walked back to the silent A Tong.

Two years ago, he received a secret order from Feng Yushi, saying that he wanted to find the missing Seventh Prince.

This Seventh Prince, he had never heard of it at all!

No, it should be said that few civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty have heard of it.

However, it is precisely because of this prince's special status that the search for him is also carried out secretly.

Of course, after so many years of officialdom, he knows very well that the person behind Feng Yushi wants the life of this prince!

But...... Fan Dengfeng's shrewd eyes rolled, and he looked carefully at this prince who was deeply hidden by the emperor again.

If it is said that two years ago, he was standing on the side of the nobles behind Feng Yushi, hoping to have a chance to be promoted, but now, although the emperor is not in good health, he is still sitting in that position, and the other princes are also cautious and have restrained a lot, causing them to lose the motivation to stand in line.

And this time, he came to the Dayan Mountain Witch Temple again and saw the amazing power of the witch god with his own eyes, and the previous manners of following the rules were a little shaken.

After thinking about it carefully, Fan Dengfeng finally made a decision and bowed to Ah Tong:

"Fan Dengfeng, a subordinate, is willing to serve the Seven Princes!"

Hearing this, Ah Tong lowered his eyes and looked at the man kneeling in front of him, his eyebrows stretched out shallowly, and he said lightly:

"General Fan, it's hard work. ”