Chapter Forty-Nine: The Nine Devils
It can't be written, it can't be martial, it can only be scheming, it's called a ghost...
- The Nine Devils!
"Relative things emerge in an endless stream, if you find something that is not relative, there must be a secret in it, yes, yes..." Ning Er thought deeply, turned her head to look at the handsome young man, the young man also looked at her, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then immediately lowered his head to hide the different color in his eyes, and bowed deeply to this place with his fists.
"He can see who we are..."Huangfu Changming gently tapped the pendant on the seat with his hand, and his eyes were a little unopenable.
Ning Son's beautiful face dressed as a man showed curiosity on her face: "He is the Gongsun Chan who captured the hearts of countless girls in Luoyang and became the prince charming in the hearts of all girls?" β
Huangfu Changming glanced at her boredly, nodded, Ning Er pulled Huangfu Changming and said: "Sure enough, he looks good, and his voice is also loud and pleasant, in so many changes, he can break the key in one word, it's really not simple!" β
"Yes! It's not easy, but it's still different from what you think! Huangfu glanced at her boringly, and Ning Er said with a smile: "It's a little different, but I want to see what information that person has!" β
I don't know how long it took, in everyone's nervous waiting, suddenly the magical thing changed into a woman, this woman was born beautiful, naked, the first time she appeared, everyone only cared about admiring her beauty and body, but forgot to observe others, now look carefully, there is a line of subtle small characters on this woman's calf, and immediately squatted down by someone with a heart to see clearly: "It says that the enemy army will arrive at Changshe in three days, led by the three brothers of the Zhang family led by the Yellow Turban Army South Road General and Military Division Bocai, as well as Guan Hai, Han Zhong and other Yellow Turban generals set up an ambush together! β
"That's right! If the army is ambushed at that time, it will definitely suffer heavy casualties, and before the war starts, it will suffer defeat, which will shake the morale of the army, and even lose the opportunity to compete with it! A strategist touched his chin and spoke very approvingly.
"Yes! The land of the long society is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the terrain is steep, if it is ambushed, no matter how many soldiers and horses we have, they will be cut off by the waist, and then the army will not be able to form an army, and the enemy is clever in this plan! Another strategist spoke with some understanding.
"Mr. Gongsun, it's really not easy!"
"It's not a loss to be the closed disciple of General Lu!"
"Admire!"
"Worship..."
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The sound of praise sounded one after another, and then several generals surrounded a thin general and walked into the camp, this general was Zhu Jun, he laughed and said: "Hahaha, it is really worthy of Brother Lu's most optimistic young talent, the old man has just asked the saint to allow the troops, hearing such important information, I just need to enter the Changshe early, and then set up an ambush after the enemy army comes, so that we can take the lead and seize the opportunity!" β
Ning Er looked at the overjoyed crowd, frowned slightly, looked at Huangfu Changming and said: "How did you do it, you said that you would not be allowed to send troops, and my father was too, and he actually promised Zhu Jun to send troops in advance, so how can you, the commander of the three armies, govern the army?" β
Huangfu Changming lay on the chair indifferently, and said sleepily: "Yesterday, I studied the art of war until late at night, and I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, and finally concluded that painting is my specialty, and I really can't understand those things in the art of war!" β
"It doesn't matter... He sends troops when he likes to, and I don't expect him to help me win battles! Huangfu Changming tried to open his eyes and looked at the excited Zhu Jundao.
"Urgent, Mr. Zuo Ci has arrived!" A soldier hurriedly ran in and shouted loudly, and suddenly all the strategists boiled and said, "Teacher Zuo Ci is actually here, it seems that he was personally invited by the Holy Lord!" β
"Is there another way to solve the puzzle?"
"Hello Mr. Zuo Ci!" Zhu Jun hugged his fist very respectfully, and saw Zuo Ci wearing a black uniform, carrying a broken straw hat behind him, although he looked very old, he walked with steady steps, smiled and nodded at Zhu Jun, and behind him were five masked people in black.
"Greetings to Teacher Zuo Ci!"
"Teacher, it's been a long time since I've visited you!"
"Teacher, the disciple also left you a pot of fine wine..."
"Teacher, long time no see!"
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As everyone began to greet each other, Zuo Ci nodded with a smile one by one, and when he looked at Gongsun Zhan, his face moved: "Boy from the Gongsun family, you seem to have found something interesting!" β
A hint of discoloration flashed in Gongsun Zhan's eyes, Lu Zhi and Zuo Ci were a little festive, so he didn't dare to speak casually, just lowered his body and hugged his fists and stopped talking.
Seeing this, Zuo Ci didn't embarrass him, but stared at the magical thing on the stage that was constantly changing into various animals, stroked his beard and said: "Several proud protΓ©gΓ©s of Nanhua Old Monster have made a move, how can I, as a strategist, not make a move..."
After Zuo Ci finished speaking, he looked at the magical thing and said: "Big becomes small, small becomes big, sound becomes silent, poisonous becomes non-toxic... When you become a human, you can find MeSign! β
"But... In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, the Holy One asked the old man to come and check this thing in person, so I brought the five disciples under the seat, you can go! β
After Gongsun Zhan saw the five masked people, his expression moved, and his face showed a look of desire, and the people below also discussed it one after another: "It turns out that this is a ghost plotter!" It is said that there are nine generals of the god of war under the Nanhua immortals, Mr. Zuo Ci is ready to accept nine talented disciples in order to compete with each other, and become the nine warriors of the ghost scheme, and now there are five warriors, and the other four warriors are still being searched, if you and I perform well this time, maybe there will be a chance..."
"Brother Fan, don't dream, at our level..."
"What? Brother Ding, you haven't heard of the Nine Devils..."
"I've heard a little, it is said that the Nine Devils were created to save the people in the world, in order to use their earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods' strategies to change the people of Li who are in dire straits, so that everyone can live a stable life!"
"What about the nine generals of the God of War? What did they found? β
"The nine generals of the god of war are also for the common people in the world, it is said that Lord Sun Jian is one of the nine generals of the god of war, people rumor that it can be written and martial, and it is very human, called a god...-The nine generals of the god of war!"
"And the Nine Devils?"
"It is also rumored that it is not allowed to be written, it is not allowed to be martial, it can only be plotted, and it is called a ghost...βthe ghost plots nine soldiers!"
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Under the heated discussion of everyone, Ning Er looked at the five black-clothed masked people, came to the side of the magical thing, and looked at the emperor who seemed to be asleep and said, "Eh! Son... Zuo Ci's old man is here with the five ghosts! β
Huangfu Changming opened his sparse sleepy eyes, and just happened to notice Zhu Jun looking at them, Zhu Jun's face moved, and he walked towards Huangfu Changming with a big smile and said, "Hahaha, this is ...... Great Painter! How did you get here? β
"Aren't you still waiting for your time? Why did it come out today, presumably the great painter has a better way to crack it! Zhu Jun deliberately raised his voice and shouted, wanting to make the emperor look ugly, after all, who made this kid always pretend to be unfathomable, saying that the time has not come... The time has not come...