Chapter 43: The Divine Stick

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Guo Jing is the savior of the people of Bianliang.

He was originally a deputy head of the Silong Guard Camp in front of the palace, and it is rumored that he is good at the art of inviting the gods of Liujia. When the Jin soldiers attacked and the Manchu monarchs and ministers were at a loss, he said that he could scatter beans into soldiers, destroy the enemy, and capture Zong Han and Zong Wang. Sun Fu, the secretary of the military department, was puzzled by him and recommended him to the imperial court.

Guo Jing demonstrated the immortal method of "Life and Death Gate" in front of hundreds of civil and military officials at the court meeting, and actually deceived the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty. Under the great joy of Qinzong, he not only gave him money, but also awarded him the official position of Wuluo doctor and Yanzhou assassin history, and named him a true protector of the country.

Guo Jing declared that he would form a "divine army" of 7,777 people to go out of the city to meet the Jurchens, and he would definitely defeat the enemy in one battle. Qin Zong was convinced, immediately approved, and allocated a large amount of money and grain. He even had the foresight to order the construction of a prisoner cart to load the prisoners of the golden soldiers!

The defeat of Nancheng on the 12th made Qinzong extremely anxious. He visited Guo Xianren that night and inquired about the progress of the formation of the divine soldiers. Guo Xianren said that although there are many soldiers defending the city, there are not many who are in line with the Liujia Law on their birthdays, and the recruitment of divine soldiers has not yet been completed. Seeing that Qinzong was disappointed, Guo Xianren promised to hold a Jiao Festival tomorrow, sacrifice to the gods, and beg for blessings and disasters.

On the thirteenth, the majestic morning bell woke up the people of the city.

Fang Bai and Lin didn't decide to go and see what kind of magical powers Guo Jing had.

They passed by the Great Xiangguo Temple. The South Gate Street in front of the temple was once a commercial street and a distribution center for the nation's commodity trade, but now it is only a depression.

Nowadays, the Jin soldiers besieged the city, and the water and land transportation was cut off, resulting in soaring prices, the suspension of industry and commerce, and a large number of unemployed residents, and the people of Bianliang lacked food for food and coal for heating. Although the imperial court has relief, it is a drop in the bucket.

Most of the shops have had to close their doors, and the once bustling market is left with people in a hurry, rushing for food and clothing.

Although the soldiers are in danger of fighting, the city management has not completely disappeared, and the soldiers of the street division are still cleaning the streets and dumping corpses, and those who died of cold and starvation are mostly displaced people who have gone to the city to escape the fire.

The two walked to the intersection and turned south. This royal street, which leads from the Xuande Gate of the imperial city to the south of the outer city, is full of shops, restaurants, temples, and pharmacies...... There used to be countless merchants and peddlers and pawns, but since the rise of the war, they have also declined.

Today's royal street is a little more lively. Because of the brief truce, people have the courage to step out of their homes and see if the world has changed.

The city and its people need hope, even if it is faint and absurd.

From the Suzaku Gate out of the inner city to the outer city, the two saw many scoundrels who did not look like good people walking from the direction of the southeast Tianqing Temple, and most of them were depressed.

Lin Bu's language talent is super strong, and he learned the official dialect of the Great Song Dynasty in three days, he stopped a person, first showed a piece of silver, and then asked him what happened.

Xian Han said, Tianqing Temple recruited Liujia Divine Soldiers, and Guo Xianren originally required that the recruits' birthdays must meet the requirements, but now the official family is in a hurry, so it is not so strict. Many scoundrels were admitted to falsely reporting the eight characters, were registered, became officers and soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty, and ate military rations. He was frustrated because he was late and there were no more places.

Lin didn't listen to it, and gave him the silver. The idle man thanked him for his kindness, and before leaving, he said, "Guo Xianren opened the altar in Dongshuimen, you might as well go and take a look."

Lin didn't ask him why he didn't go, he took a sip, "If you don't choose me to be a divine soldier, I won't believe it!" ”

The two then turned to the East Water Gate, passed by Tianqing Temple, and saw that the ordnance supervisor was issuing ordnance to the divine soldiers, each with a set of armor, spears, bows and crossbows, and simple knives.

The divine soldiers were beaming, wearing helmets and armor, shouldering swords and guns, and staggering. Fang Bai couldn't help but shake his head, this kind of soldier can fight a war, what the hell!

Approaching the East Water Gate, the eyes are full of ruins. During the siege, the Jin army fired a large number of throwing stones, smashing the houses in this area. The closer you get to the city gates, the more dilapidated the streets become, but the crowds gather more and more.

The two finally came to the East Water Gate, and with superhuman physical strength, they easily squeezed into the crowd and drilled in front of the audience.

The altar under the city gate is three feet square, and on the bright yellow brocade banner, the book "Nine Heavens Induction Pass Micro Manifestation Real Person Comes to the World to Manifest and Present Ten Thousand Generations of Peace and Health" is a line of big characters. On both sides, there was a thick stream of cigarette smoke......

There was a person standing alone in the center of the altar, wearing a purple robe, with red face and white teeth, eyes like torches, a solemn and holy demeanor, and a fairy style and bones. Suddenly, he pinched out the sword trick, waved the peachwood sword, Yu walked like the wind, and his loose hair danced like a demon!

The chattering crowd was instantly quiet, and countless eyes watched the immortals' every move.

"This is Guo Jing?" Fang Bai asked in a low voice.

"That's right." Lin didn't nod.

A few people dressed in Taoist costumes next to them heard them speak and glared angrily.

Lin Bu moved his fingers lightly, popped out two gadgets, and then pulled Fang Bai, "That's it, let's go!" ”

The two turned around and left, away from this group of gods and believers, and as soon as they squeezed out of the crowd, they heard the crowd shout in unison: "Welcome to the immortal world!" When he turned around, he saw Guo Jing foaming at the mouth, shaking like epilepsy, performing the scene of the possession of the gods.

Unmoved, the two continued to walk a little further away from the crowd. There was originally a three-story restaurant here, but now there is only one and a half floors left, and the two of them easily jumped up to the height of the ruins and looked at Guo Xianren from afar.

Lin Bu laughed, "It's started!" ”

"I'm looking forward to it!" Fang Bai was eager to try.

The smoke on both sides of the altar suddenly changed color, first yellow, then green, then black, and finally red.

This situation caused the audience to exclaim again and again, thinking that it was the magic power of the gods.

The color of the smoke was circulated three times, and Guo Jing had to stop his epilepsy, silently in the center of the altar, pretending to be unfathomable.

"You just threw an air projector, right?" Fang Bai asked.

"Miniature ones, pretending to be ghosts are particularly easy to use, and they are cheap, so it is recommended to keep them with you."

"Taught!"

Lin Bu took out a hand-held electric horn from his shoulder bag, "And this, directional sonic transmitter." There is a weapon mode and a sound transmission mode. It cost me 20 contract points. ”

The sound transmission mode is to integrate the sound into a beam and let only the object of sound transmission hear. The principle is to bundle ultrasound waves with audible sound waves of the human ear, and with the help of the directionality of ultrasonic waves, the audible sound waves are transmitted to the target ear, and the longest sound transmission distance is more than 3000 meters.

Lin didn't adjust the settings, including distance, volume (to avoid deafening the target), and special sound effects.

He looked at the horn and called out in the standard official language of the Great Song Dynasty: "Guo Jing, Guo Jing!" ”

On the altar, Guo Jing suddenly heard someone shouting his name, as if it was in his ear. He quietly turned his neck slightly, but he couldn't see anyone around him.

The voice was young and old, like a man and a woman, like a man, and like a thousand!

Guo Jing realized what was happening. He shouted to the congregation, "Do you hear me?" Do you hear me? This is a call from heaven, and heaven is calling me! ”

The people did see the change in the color of the smoke, but they didn't hear anything, so they had to look at each other, I don't know what kind of madness Guo Xianren had!

Lin Bu absolutely did not allow this collective unconscious carnival to fall into the cold.

He stopped calling, turned the miniature projector into a music player, and played "1492: Conquest of Heaven."

The magnificent music and the majestic vocal chorus, like an epic, hit the heart and shocked everyone present.

They can't hear the instruments they play, and they can't understand the "divine language" in the music, but they can still appreciate the insignificance and greatness of human beings in the music.

Tragic, difficult, unyielding, victorious!

This is a hymn dedicated to the people of Bianliang, a morale-boosting war song, and a tearful baptism of the soul!

Their blood is boiling, they are excited, and they will move forward!

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