"There is a river in the east of our country, and the water is thin." "Zhangshui has passed through the west of the county (Julu) old city, and the water has a hometown, which is called Bo Luojin."

Nowadays, it is a famous Jindu. But it is not in Zhangshui, but in Zhijin Fushui.

"In this Han Dynasty, there is still a thin pavilion in its place."

Here is close to the continent, the water and grass are abundant, and the water flow is gentle. It is not as turbulent as the Zhangshui water, and once the embankment bursts, it is out of control. Just right for digging ditches.

"However, the morale of the battalion is fluctuating and the morale is low. Forcibly driving and going out to dig ditches will backfire. "The trial is not without worries.

Seeing Lu Cheqi's view, Su Yue said: "The morale is low because of the fear of gods and ghosts." Just break the Yellow Turban Evil Technique, and there will be no ghosts in your heart. Since being in the army, I feel at ease, and my morale has been boosted. ”

"Is there a way to crack it?" Lu Zhi asked.

"There is a general of labor and chariot cavalry leading an elite army, and I will go to the dune platform to exorcise ghosts." Su Yue stood up and said.

"In that case, who wants to go with it?" Lu Zhi looked around at the battalion lieutenant general.

Seeing that all the generals were silent, Zhu Ling, who was at the bottom, stood out proudly: "The last general is willing to go." ”

"Very good." Lu Cheqi smiled slightly. Zhu Ling's bravery, or not under the high view.

"Humble and willing to go together." The trial also opened.

"Zhengnan is just recovering from his illness, so he should not be frightened again." Lu Zhi declined.

"'The son is silent, and the strange force is confused'. What I saw on the day of my humble life is often repeated today. Restless and restless all day. If you don't see through the sky with your own eyes, I am afraid that there will be no progress in this life. "The trial is clear.

"That's fine." The importance of state of mind to a strategist is self-evident. Lu Zhi then asked, "When will you leave?" ”

"When the firewood is smeared with sulfur, you can go." Su Yue replied.

"Guard the camp and make no mistakes." Lu Zhilang said.

"Whoa!"

Three days later, everything was in place. Several machine vehicles, 100 firewood trucks, several good craftsmen, 500 Hebei soldiers, Su Yue, Zhu Ling, and Lu Zhi set off at night.

The human title, the horse wraps the hoof, and the pu wraps the wheel. Quietly, drove out of the camp.

The so-called "Anche Pulun, bundle silk and wall". "Wrap the wheel in Pu and take its safety." The wheels were wrapped with pampas grass and the inner walls of the carriages were decorated with silk bundles, which were often used to seal meditation or greet the Magi as a sign of respect.

The firewood cart is wrapped in wheels, and it is silent.

The Yellow Turban thieves shrank and did not come out, and the Han army spread scouts in advance. In addition, he was frightened on the corpse drying platform last time, and even retreated ten miles. I guess how dare I come. So don't disturb all the way, the sky will be white, and you have arrived at the dune platform.

Five hundred Hebei soldiers immediately escorted the firewood cart, went around in a circle, and scattered around the platform. Su Yue led the good craftsman to quietly approach the wall. The dune platform protrudes above the ground. The last time he came, Lu Zhi led the army directly onto the stage. This time, however, it was not time to take the stage. Su Yue leaned against the bluestone wall and listened attentively. Then he held his breath and took a stick of incense and lit it. I saw that the light smoke rising from the curling rose strangely drifted into the bluestone crack. It's as if you've been sucked in by a platform.

As the saying goes, "there is no impermeable wall in the world". This dune platform is even more windy on all sides. Air can be convection.

In other words, a crack in the stone that cannot be inserted by a finger is actually empty. It is precisely with these blind eyes that are difficult for ordinary people to detect that the thieves hiding in the platform can breathe freely.

"Sure enough." Su Yue nodded happily.

As Lu Cheqi said.

The platform has an unobstructed view, and only a leather coffin is placed in the middle. The ground is all compacted sand, and there are no bamboo tubes sticking out. If the thieves hiding under the platform want to ventilate, they must think of another way. Therefore, the four walls that are ventilated on all sides have become the best choice.

Imagine, if it weren't for Su Yue, who was sure that there was a mystery hidden under the platform, there would be living people, and how could he get close to the stone wall. The bluestone wall has been there since ancient times, and it is to protect the solid sandy foundation. There are no anomalies. How could ordinary people think that behind the bluestone wall, the boxy sand and soil foundation has long been secretly hollowed out, harboring evil intentions.

"Fill the walls with firewood." Su Yue said.

"Good!" Zhu Ling stretched out his hand and waved. Five hundred soldiers, hats and robes, black scarves and masks. Carrying the firewood on the cart, bundles were piled around the platform.

Sulfur-smeared firewood has a peculiar stench. Naturally, it is necessary to take good precautions.

100 carts of firewood were quickly piled up by 500 elite soldiers. And he threw the hats and robes that were stained with sulfur into the pyre. Leave a hundred people to listen to Su Yue's orders. The rest of the elite soldiers regrouped and joined Lu Zhi and the others who stopped ten miles away. Spit out the title, unwrap the hoof, and withdraw the wrapping wheel. A team of men and horses rushed to the dune platform.

The carriages and horses stopped under the stage. Zhu Ling led the troops into a formation and escorted Lu Zhi to step up the steps and ascend to the platform.

The coffin is still there.

"Beat the drums!" Zhu Ling gave an order.

The drums beat to the sky.

It seems to be woken up by a living person. The terrifying scene is recreated with the original scene. The trial is creepy. Even Zhu Ling and the others were also frightened inexplicably.

"Slow hiding and stealing, smelting and prostitution. stealing the hook and stealing the country, stealing the sister-in-law and receiving money. Confusing the world and stealing fame, deceiving the world. Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be punished—"

The reason why there are gloomy voices on the stage, far and near. Because of this, the sound came through the cracks in the walls of the surrounding tables. Then pass it to the stage.

And Su Yue and others, who were standing under the stage and close to the bluestone platform, heard very clearly.

"Ignition!" Su Yue gave an order, and a hundred strong soldiers fired rockets in unison. The pyre burst into flames.

Smoke billowed for a moment.

Stage. The leather coffin erected itself, and the lid of the coffin clicked and shifted. The corpse of the 'Emperor Xiaoren', who was dressed in a golden jade robe, but had lost the gold and jade covering, suddenly stood upright: "You don't know whether you are dead or alive, how dare you bother the lonely ...... Ahem! ”

"......" Zhu Ling, who was already on the verge of collapse, was violently excited.

The soldiers also looked around and dried their corpses...... Do you cough too?

"Ahem! Cough...... Lonely, dead and blind...... Gross-"

In order to dub the dry corpse, he forcibly opened his mouth and injured his respiratory tract. The people who control the puppet in the audience retched nonstop.

Listening to the coughing sound one after another, there is far more than one person.

Looking at the soles of his feet, Zhu Ling's momentum suddenly rose. Most of his martial arts skills were lost due to panic, and he returned to the top: "Pretend to be a ghost!" ”

The dune platform, like a boxy piece of tofu, protrudes above the ground. The poisonous smoke rises by the hot wind, and the cold and hot convection. Penetrate into the gaps. In the blink of an eye, the entire platform is obscured.

"Wear a mask!" Zhu Ling gave an order, and the soldiers put on their breathing masks from the country of thistle.

Suddenly, mounds quickly rose up on the stage. Only the palm of the hand broke through the ground. The black-clad and masked puppeteer followed closely behind and pulled himself out. Each of them grabbed their throats, and their eyes were bleeding. Stumbling, ghosts crying wolves.

Zhu Ling bared his teeth and smiled. The knife fell in his hand and cut a man in black in half.

Blood gushing. Only half of the puppeteer remained, with a belly flowing together, crawling to death.

"Haha! Sure enough, there are no ghosts! "The Lord will be like this, and all the men under his command will fight bravely.

Chop melons and vegetables, and kill all the puppeteers.

Watching the trial of everything, the knot in the heart is fully resolved. There is no longer half fear: "The yellow turban thief pretends to be a god and ghost and manipulates people's hearts." Damn it! ”

Lu Zhi said calmly: "Taiping demon thief, everyone is afraid of it, for fear of getting into trouble. Only the Thistle King called it a cult. Today, I realized the meaning. ”

"When a person dies, his blood is exhausted, his essence is extinguished, his body is decayed, and his body is decayed, and he is decayed into ashes, what is the use of being a ghost?" The judge sighed: "Wang Zhongren, if it is not... Ordinary people too! ”

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