Chapter Twenty-Six: The Ghost Soldiers' Robbery
"Although their injuries were quite serious, my treatment saved their lives. Their physique is strong, and they have martial arts, and they can recover after more than a month of rest. Nian Duan, who had been in the grass house for a long time, walked out with a haggard face, looked at the three people who were waiting anxiously outside, and said.
"Thank you! Thank you! Bai Feng bowed to Nian excitedly, his face was excited, overflowing with words.
"Can I go in and have a look? Just take a look. Bai Feng asked hopefully, he wanted that after Mo Yao and Lang Yu woke up, the first person they saw would be himself, so that they would know that they were always by their side.
Nian Duan waved his hand and said, "No, they need to recuperate, you must not disturb them." β
Bai Feng's excited face was immediately filled with disappointment, he really wanted to go in.
Wei Zhuang stepped forward and patted Bai Feng on the shoulder, and said coldly, "When they wake up, take good care of them." Don't forget your agreement with Quicksand, after everything here is over, you go to Zilanxuan privately to find Zinu to accept Quicksand's arrangement. β
Bai Feng was slightly stunned, "If you don't stay here, you have to go back so soon?" β
Wei Zhuang nodded, and turned away silently.
"Zhuang, the environment here is good, why don't you stay for a few more days?" Honglian was a little reluctant, she rarely went out of the palace gate to play, and naturally hoped to have more free time.
"Then you and Bai Feng can stay here together!" Wei Zhuang's footsteps paused, and he stepped forward again.
"You ......" Honglian heard this, although she was a little reluctant, she still followed Wei Zhuang out of Jinghu Medical Village and returned the same way.
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A few dark clouds suddenly drifted through the sky, covering the sunset in the evening for a while, and the cool breeze gusted, which seemed to add a trace of cold air out of thin air.
The sky gradually darkened, and after a while it was dark, and the light of the half-crescent moon shone dimly on the earth, and the sound of insects and pigs was everywhere.
In a grove ten miles away from Pingyang City, 3,000 South Korean ironclad soldiers scattered and rested, surrounded by groups of soldiers with guns and shields, patrolling and guarding.
They were the 3,000 defenders of Pingyang City, and this time they were responsible for escorting 1 million taels of silver to Pingyang Sai, which bordered the Qin State, to reward the three armies and motivate the soldiers.
In the temporary marching tent, Ji Shu, the food and salary escort officer, sat on the wooden table above. He was a subordinate of the great general Ji Wuye, and he was ordered to get this cheap good errand this time.
Ji Shu raised his wine glass and quipped with a strange smile at the military leaders who were seated: "I heard that there are many ghosts and spirits in the mountains here, you say that the monsters will come out later, what will it look like?" Three feet tall, three heads, a cape, or something else? β
The people sitting there were all soldiers, where would they be afraid, naturally they knew that this was Ji Shu joking, so they touted: "There are no ghosts in this world, even if there are, with the general's superb martial arts, how many will die." β
Ji Shu laughed, happily and the generals pushed the cup to change the lamp, and got drunk.
Outside the tent, Chen Liuzi, who was on vigil tonight, patrolled here, and looked around nervously when he heard this, and said to himself: "Go to his grandmother's, it's good to be a general, drink wine and eat meat every day, life is really good." β
Zhang San, who was patrolling the night together, took a bite at him: "Don't dream, you kid, we don't have this life, don't hang around here, hurry up and finish checking, go back quickly, and get a good night's sleep." β
While they were talking, the two suddenly felt the night wind blowing, whimpering, as if a ghost was crying, they couldn't help but shiver, accelerated the pace of progress, and cursed non-stop in their mouths.
At this time, the two of them had already left the garrison camp for more than a hundred steps, and they didn't know if they had eaten bad stomachs, so it was convenient to hide in the tall grass.
I don't know when the crescent moon became blood red, the moonlight was blue, and everything near and far seemed to become hazy, and I couldn't see it clearly.
The two of them, who were going out of Gong, heard a sigh of breath coming from the front, and they saw the most terrifying scene in their lives.
In the camp, people kept screaming: "Help! There are monsters ......" The shout has not yet fallen, and then it is silent, which is extremely weird.
Ghostly black shadows floated in the air, their bodies hanging in the air, and the bloodsucking sound of "squeak" was weird and terrifying. In an instant, the ghost cried and the wolf howled, and the wind gusted.
Chen Liuzi and Zhang San, the two low-level big-headed soldiers, were so frightened that their scalps were numb, their legs were weak, and they fainted to death.
What they didn't know was that at this time, two figures were silently pacing out of the darkness, and the air suddenly became solemn, full of seemingly non-existent pressure, and all the snakes, insects, rats and ants within a radius of ten zhang seemed to sense something, and they all fell silent, and there was a death-like silence in the darkness.
In the dim moonlight, the face of the first person was reflectedβfurious eyebrows, hideous and terrifying, a blood-red robe, and bare arms as thin as firewood. His whole body stood with his hands in his hands, as if he were floating in the air. Half a step behind him, there stood a graceful woman, covered by a purple palace skirt, with a cold expression.
The blood-robed man looked at the soldiers scattered in the camp tent in the night, singing and dancing in several circles, and the corners of his mouth gently rolled into an ugly smile.
The woman in purple looked at all this and said indifferently: "These 3,000 soldiers are all his people, plus a million taels of gold, sacrificing such a big price, it seems that this time he has made up his mind and is ready to really join the empire." β
The blood-robed man said in a deep voice: "He is a dog jumping off the wall in a hurry, and the dignified general's mansion allows thieves to enter and exit freely, and he almost died on his own turf, fidgeting." At this time, the prince Han Fei and the prime minister of the country took advantage of the fire to rob, and took away his Han palace guard rights when he was recuperating from his injuries, and at the same time asked the elders of the clan to let him leave Xinzheng and come to Pingyang to resist the empire's iron cavalry. β
The woman in purple sighed lightly, "Oh, which gang of thieves is so bold that they dare to touch Ji Wuye's tiger whiskers?" β
"One or two rats who don't know how thick the sky is. The plan has to be successful, you know? β
"Of course I know, Lord Mountain Ghost." The woman in purple replied casually.
Mountain ghosts, mysterious figures of the Yin and Yang family, lurk in unknown corners of the Six Kingdoms. The mountain ghosts of the past dynasties are all women, and a man in the mountains of this generation has a different peak to take over the position of the mountain ghost, which is a middle-aged man in a blood robe.
"Let me remind you, the yin and yang of heaven and earth, the Tao is ruthless, and the road of forgetting love can lead to the road of immortality, don't forget, Shao Si Ming."
The woman in purple frowned slightly: "It's too forgetful, I naturally know." But I'm a Kibe person, and the mountain ghost-sama is secretly monitoring my movements, so can't I help but control too much? β
The middle-aged man in the blood robe said coldly: "Hmph! Don't forget, there was a big man in your Kibe back then, who gave up the position of the noble moon god for the so-called love, abolished his cultivation, and betrayed the Yin and Yang family. I'm just reminding you not to be a moth to a fire and repeat the mistakes of the past. β
"Really? Even if there is a day, it will not be your turn to meddle in my affairs. The woman in purple picked up the green silk on her forehead and said in a slightly cold voice.
The mountain ghost's face turned pale, and he said: "This seat has always believed that with your ability, as long as you practice smoothly, this generation of wood will definitely bloom and can compete for the position of star god." At that time, our Yin and Yang family will reach the peak of prosperity, and we may be able to fulfill that wish. β
"Thank you for the compliment, I appreciate your kindness. But the future is unpredictable, isn't it? By the way, does this plan need my help? The woman in purple replied lightly.
"No need, everything is arranged by the deity! The mountain ghost said: "You just need to cultivate, and I can successfully implement the seamless plan of the deity alone!" β
"Let's go, you and I don't have to stay here." After the mountain ghost finished speaking, his figure disappeared between the hazy moonlight and darkness, and disappeared.
Before leaving, the woman in purple glanced at the soldiers dancing wildly in the camp, and her figure also disappeared into the dark night.
The insects in the wilderness began to chirp again and again, as if to tell the secret of the middle of the night.
The next day, Chen Liuzi and Zhang San, who came to their senses, fled back to Pingyang City in panic and reported everything they had seen to the county guard.
All 3,000 of them fell into evil spirits, danced in circles, and died, and the million taels of silver they had escorted were gone.
This earth-shattering change made the county guard dumbfounded and trembled. When the case occurred, the county guard took emergency measures, on the one hand, to block the state border, and on the other hand, to report to the imperial court for disposal.
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On the stately decorated court of South Korea, Han Wang Ji An was furious: "Nonsense! How could so many wild ghosts be able to kill 3,000 tigers overnight, it is obvious that someone pretended to be a god and shook the morale of the army! Examine! Check it out! You must get that one million gold back to Lonely! β
The ministers in the hall were at a loss, and no one dared to speak out.
In the first row of the left hand of the court, the general Ji Wuye closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
Han Wang Ji'an gritted his teeth and looked at this arrogant figure, his anger swelled up in his heart, but he turned into deep helplessness. He knew that there must be Ji Wuye's shadow in this mystery. It's a pity that he has more than enough heart and strength to move this mountain that hinders him.
He turned his gaze to the front of the hall to the right, where stood an old man with a strong spirit and gray hair. He is the prime minister of South Korea - Zhang Kaidi, a loyal old minister, and naturally one of Ji Wuye's most powerful political enemies.
Touching King Han's gaze, he shook his head slightly. King Han had no choice but to give up, and under the sharp voice of the temple people, he announced his retirement from the dynasty.
In the east of Xinzheng City, at the stone table in the backyard of Xiangguo Mansion, an old man and a young man are talking about the mystery of the interception of military salaries.
"Have you heard about the major event that happened in the country recently, the ghost soldiers are crusading or someone is making a ghost? Ovary, what do you think? He asked, stroking his chin and white whiskers.
He is the Xiangguo of South Korea, and he is also Zhang Liang's grandfather. He knew that his grandson was quite intelligent, and often talked to him about national affairs, on the one hand, to listen to different opinions, and on the other hand, to cultivate Zhang Liang's analytical ability.
The handsome and dashing Zhang Liang said in a deep voice: "Zi Buyu is strange and confused, it must be someone behind the scenes, but he just played some tricks to make it difficult for people to see the truth for a while." β
"There must be the shadow of the great general Ji Wuye here, but this person has ill intentions, how should he deal with it?" He frowned widely.
Zhang Liang said indifferently: "If there is anyone in South Korea who can solve the ghost soldier mystery case, there will be only one person!" β
"Oh!" "Who is so capable?" β
"Childe Han Fei! There is no one else. Zhang Liang blurted out his words in a firm voice, with deep admiration.