Wang Gui will also mean at this moment: "Groveling will only make the enemy when you are a little sheep, and the sword will speak to win the chance of survival." ”

All the people of the Northern Han Dynasty, you say a word, I say a word, only Wang An, a young man in his early twenties, turned red, and said angrily: "There are gods three feet on my head, if the Song people don't give me and other Shu people a way to live, I will only fight for this life." ”

Seeing that this provocation had had an effect, Wei Wei smiled and said: "The enemy is strong and I am weak, although your master's idea is good, but if you blindly tolerate it, it will inevitably make the enemy more and more rampant, Xiao Qibo, I have a suggestion, I don't know if you want to listen to it?"

Wang An couldn't help but be stunned, it stands to reason that if the Northern Han Dynasty has any suggestions, he should directly inform Zhang Alang, and the master will make the idea, but this Wei Wei clearly wants to discuss with him, so he can't help but hesitate.

But what kind of person is Wei Wei, seeing that Wang An, who has some prestige among the people in the township, has already entered the country, how can he let it go, and he said without waiting for him to agree: "Although my Northern Han Dynasty is small and poor, under the perennial war, the soldiers are also known to the world. These words came out of the veteran's mouth, revealing a sense of arrogance and confidence, and Wang An nodded unconsciously.

Wei Wei smiled slightly, and continued: "Your master said that the people of Shu do not practice soldiers, so they have to endure the harsh government of the Song people. The veteran has a proposal, it is better for your sect to send hundreds of strong men to come to my Northern Han Army for a year and a half of training and learn the battle formation. In the future, when the Song people become more fierce and the heavens and men are angry, with these strong men as the backbone, your religion can raise the banner of righteousness. The Song people only blindly thought that the Shu people were weak and unprepared, and Guijiao had a chance to conquer Chengdu in one fell swoop, and the states and counties in Shuzhong would be decided. At that time, you only need to send a general to seal the sword gate in the north, and you can return the father and elder of Shu to a country of abundance. ”

Wei Wei finished speaking in one breath, and everyone looked at Wang An with bated breath, these words sounded very feasible, not only Wang An, but even the boy who served the tea was eager to try, and the wrist of serving the tea actually trembled slightly, and only listened to the slight collision of the tea bowl and the dish in the quiet room.

Wang An was also moved, buried his head in contemplation for a long time, raised his head suddenly, and said to Wei Wei: "Thank you General Wei for your advice, if there is a suitable time, I will make another proposal to Shizun, and ask him to choose a trustworthy brother and go to the north to find the general." ”

Wei Wei nodded and said, "Okay, it's really a hero from ancient times." He turned his head to Song Wende and said, "Wende, you can take out a piece of my token and give it to Xiao Qibo, so that the strong men in Shu can recognize each other in the future." Song Wende immediately nodded and agreed.

Everyone felt that although Zhang Qibo himself was not moved, this Wang An was his eldest disciple, and if this person had the intention of being an enemy of the Song Dynasty, it might not be impossible to provoke chaos in Shuzhong. In order to strengthen his heart, all the people of the Northern Han Dynasty chose some interesting things from the military battles in the northern Xinjiang to talk about, and the Song soldiers and generals laughed extremely unbearable between the words, as if it was the Song people who had been pressed and beaten over the years.

This Wang An is also a talent, and he accompanied seven or eight Northern Han people to talk to each other, which made everyone feel that they were very valued by this great disciple of Qibo. Although the Northern Han Dynasty has been suppressed by the Khitan and the Central Plains Dynasty, but the main thing is that the national strength is inferior, if the soldiers are tough and fierce, in fact, there are still exceeded, and the soldiers who came to Shu with Wei Wei are the lords who crawled out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain. Only Wu Yingying only asked about the livelihood of the people in Shuzhong, and discussed with great interest with Wang An, who has been a tea farmer for generations, how to drink tea without losing its original taste.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, a disciple of Qibo came to pass the word, and Wang An led the people of the Northern Han Dynasty to the Erlang Temple in Guankou to observe the ceremony.

At this moment, the square in front of Erlang Temple was already crowded with villagers from all over the world who came to pray for Erlang Shenjun, almost thousands. As soon as they saw Wang An leading everyone to come, the originally crowded villagers consciously gave way to a road, obviously recognizing Wang An's identity as a little prayer uncle. Came to the front of the Guankou Erlang Temple, the crowd found that the two white hills at the entrance of the temple when they came were actually the sacrificial towers made of tens of thousands of sheep skulls, between the two sheep's head towers was a huge incense burner, but there were no incense candles, and the branches of the mulberry cypress were piled up, the flames had been lit, the flames jumped as if they were higher than the golden roof of the temple, and the blazing fire reflected the white bones of the forest and the pious believers, and the atmosphere was very strange.

Before the incense burner, a huge offering table had been placed, which was filled with Jiro statues, gongs, drums, conches, portable shrines, battle flags and other ritual utensils. Wu Yingying took a closer look at the statue of Erlang God, which was a handsome military general with a carved bow at his waist and a yellow dog in his hand, which was not much different from the Erlang God in his memory.

At this moment, Zhang Alang walked out of the temple accompanied by eight disciples, Zhang Alang stretched out his hands to the sky, and the villagers inside and outside the square immediately fell silent, and knelt down one after another.

I saw Zhang Alang's eyes slightly closed, words in his mouth, and his shoulders shaking violently. In the eyes of Wu Yingying, who grew up immersed in various gods and monsters TV, this is the standard action of inviting the gods to come up. Then, Wang An, who didn't know when he walked to Zhang Alang's side, asked Zhang Alang, who had been taken up by Erlang God, if there were any storms during the autumn harvest, and asked Erlang God to bless the autumn harvest without bad weather.

Zhang Alang said in an unquestionable tone: He promised that there would be no heavy rain during the autumn harvest, but the villagers must seize the good weather to harvest the grain, and the grain must be dried and stored in time, and there must be no unruly things everywhere during this time, otherwise, the storms are the villagers' own business.

All the villagers breathed a sigh of relief from the promise of the god Erlang, and then about dozens of goats were brought to the square, and the disciples who presided over the sacrifice first smoked the sheep's whole body with the smoke from the burning of mulberry branches, and then washed the sheep with water from head to tail. Finally, a few other disciples took out the sacrificial cutting board and knife, and the knife was to be smoked on the mulberry smoke first, and then cut the throat of the sheep, dozens of sheep seemed to know their fate, and they kept bleating non-stop before they died, and some even shed tears from the corners of their eyes.

But the priest did not care about the many, but quickly piled up the first bowl of blood and the head of each sheep in front of the statue of Erro, and burned the four hooves and the heart, liver, and lungs in the furnace, and laid the rest of the sheep neatly in an open space in front of the square. These things were done in a moment, and during this period, Zhang Alang was always thinking about it, probably inviting Erlang God to dinner.

Seeing that the ceremony of sacrificing Erlang was about to end, Zhang Alang was about to open his mouth and ask the people of each village to move the sacrificial mutton back to share the food, when suddenly the villagers in the east suddenly stirred, and the people behind kept pushing forward, and the people in front were reluctant to rush forward to enjoy the offerings of Erlang God, so they were only crowded.

Zhang Alang frowned slightly, and was about to let Wang An go to appease the villagers, by the way to see who was making noise over there, when a few gongs suddenly sounded in the east, and after the gongs sounded, he vaguely heard someone shouting outside the Erlang Temple Square, but because the villagers in the square were full of voices, they couldn't really hear it, Zhang Alang raised his hands again to make the villagers in the square quiet.

"Listen to the Diao people inside, the demons here colluded with the enemy country to plot a rebellion, and the court is here to arrest the key criminals. The officers and soldiers have surrounded this place, and those who don't want to die immediately squatted on the ground and waited for the officers and soldiers to inspect it. ”

Zhang Alang's face changed when he heard this, and he immediately looked at Wei Wei and the others, and the faces of the Northern Han people also changed drastically. Since Wei Wei thought that he had entered Shu, all the cottages he had visited were the remnants of Hou Shu who had a relationship with the Northern Han Dynasty for decades, and he never identified himself, but only sent them some gold and silver weapons on behalf of the Northern Han Dynasty, and this kind of underground trade was carried out in Hou Shu almost all the time, how could it be targeted by the Song people? Coincidentally, as soon as his party arrived here, the Song court mobilized a large army to besiege the Guan Kou Erlang Temple, could it be that the Song court has been monitoring this Guan Kou Erlang Temple, or was he betrayed by this Zhang Qibo?

All the people in the Northern Han Dynasty held the sharp blades they carried with them tightly, and looked at Wei Wei intently, as long as the leader gave an order, whether it was rushing to the altar to capture Zhang Alang or rushing out of the crowd, they would not hesitate to carry it out.

At this moment, I saw Zhang Alang turn his head sideways and say something to Wang An, Wang An took advantage of the opportunity when everyone was looking at Zhang Alang, sneaked down the altar, found Wei Wei and said: "The court didn't know how to learn that the general and others are here, please rest assured, Erlang Shenjun will never watch his guests being taken away by the enemy, and the family master ordered me to take you to the temple to discuss again." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the back of the temple.

Wei Wei stared at Zhang Alang, who seemed to be still thinking on the stage, and then followed Wang An to leave the square and turn to the side door to the temple.