However, there is an exception for those who have Horcruxes to hold them.

For example, the resentful souls and heroic spirits of Panlong City are based on the Dafang Pot, and they can even wander around in the Panlong Desert. Such a divine object was hard to come by, so he assumed that Hong Xiangqian did not have such a powerful Horcrux, so Lu Yao should find a new host as soon as possible after his military dissolution and move for Hong Xiangqian's Yuan Shen.

It's just that if you think too much about it, your brain hurts, so let your father worry about it.

Back in his room, taking advantage of He Yue's absence, He Lingchuan closed the door, and then took out more than a dozen things from his arms and spread them on the bed one by one.

These are all Lu Yao's relics, touched back from under the nose of Zhao Duwei. Seeing that he is the son of a nobleman, although Zhichong Mansion is dissatisfied with this kind of food grabbing, he didn't say much in the end.

A few ingots of gold and silver, some elixirs, two wrenches, and beyond that, there are small miscellaneous items.

Oh yes, and the ghost eye bow that He Lingchuan was thinking about.

No one told him that this strong bow was only the size of a palm in the non-inducing state, and it was wrapped in a gray cloth by Lu Yao and hidden close to his body. Otherwise, if it appeared with a murderous appearance, Zhao Duwei would probably refuse to let it go.

He Lingchuan grabbed the Ghost Eye Bow, and as soon as he injected a little spiritual power, it grew to its actual size. The bow handle was cold in the hand, and the surrounding temperature immediately dropped by four or five degrees, as if urging the archer to enter a state of composure.

He Lingchuan felt that there was a wind behind him, and the ghost whispers lingered in his ears, and he repeatedly persuaded the archers to sacrifice their lives in exchange for the powerful one-arrow three-in-a-row supernatural power.

He doesn't listen to nonsense.

What if there is no sacrifice? He Lingchuan drew the bow and tried it. It's still a good bow, and that supernatural ability can be considered as a special effect, and it won't be triggered without sacrificing.

He played with the Ghost Eye Bow for a while, until the Divine Bone Necklace was hot again, and he remembered that he hadn't done anything.

The necklaces are waiting impatiently.

So, he picked up the remaining miscellaneous items and approached the bones one by one.

The first few didn't respond until he picked up two black spells.

After being smashed by Pei Xinyong's sternum, Lu Yao immediately took out a black charm and chewed it, which He Lingchuan saw with his own eyes. Obviously, Lu Yao had high hopes for the Black Talisman, believing that it was an effective life-saving technique that would support him to escape from the battlefield.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

These two black charms don't look very special except for their weird colors. He Lingchuan tossed and turned, but he didn't feel any special spiritual power fluctuations, and he could only say that the crimson spell on it was different from anything he had ever seen.

He didn't study much of the different methods.

However, he picked up a black talisman and approached the divine bone necklace, and there was a vision.

The black spell turned into powder on the spot, and was sucked into the hole in the god's bones, as if there was a whirlwind there.

He Lingchuan stretched out his hand, but he didn't feel the wind.

Well, yes, let's call this hole a wind eye.

In just a few blinks of an eye, the black charm was absorbed, and not even a bit of powder was left. And the Divine Bone Necklace was still the same, except for a flash of red light, indicating the desire for the remaining black talisman, nothing had changed.

"I'm not going to give you this one yet." He Lingchuan muttered to himself, "I have to keep a foundation." ”

What the hell is a black rune, and how can it enter the eye of the divine bone? Lu Yao is a big old man, and He Lingchuan can't quite imagine the appearance of him lying on the table and lifting a pen to draw spells, so most of the black talismans were taken from others.

Who would have painted it? He Lingchuan has only one association:

"Holy Master" Hong Xiangqian.

After all, Lu Yao's Ghost Eye Bow was also derived from Hong Xiangqian, so it would not be strange to have one or two more.

From the perspective of the royal court, Hong Xiangqian is nothing more than an anti-thief leader who leads a rabble. Why did the Divine Bone want two ugly black talismans instead of the Ghost Eye Bow?

Yes, he also tried it with the Devil's Eye Bow, and the Divine Bone Necklace had no interest in it.

It is such a picky eater, and He Lingchuan has not mastered its taste.

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The next day, the army set off and continued north.

Before leaving, the Wuliu County Commander personally sent He Chunhua farewell, and brought a message by the way:

The large-scale search and arrest of Lu Yaoyu's party and Pei Xinyong's two rebel bandits has begun, and the wanted warrants for the faces drawn by the painter overnight were sent to all counties and towns yesterday, and even people from various villages and townships went to give special lectures.

Especially for those who found Pei Xinyong, those who reported the news could get 100 taels of silver, and those who were captured alive could get 1,000 taels of silver.

Lu Yao is dead after all, but Pei Xinyong, the general under the command of Hong Xiangqian's great anti-thief, is still alive, with more than 1,000 people under his command, how can he not make the magistrate sleepless at night?

One hundred taels of silver is one hundred thousand Wen, and at the current price, it is enough for a common family of three or four to eat and drink for more than five or six years, and it is generous.

So in a few days, the discussion will be in full swing.

He Lingchuan saw the government's wanted notice at the entrance of the vegetable market, and he exaggerated Lu Yao's ferocity and cruelty, saying that although the bandit leader was ambushed, his subordinates were also addicted to human flesh, and they would slaughter villages and occupy towns at every turn, and arrest babies and women to eat as snacks and food; Pei Xinyong kills people like hemp, and he is also full of evil.

The name of the cannibal demon is a double-edged sword, which can make the enemy retreat when the wind is good, but when it is destitute and fleeing, it is also deeply hated, and both the official and the common people want to punish it quickly.

As a result, these rebels will soon be caught in the ocean of the people's war.

And the Wuliu County Order also reported the matter to the local state and county, if the thief army escaped from the boundary of Wuliu County, the intensity of pursuing him would not necessarily be small.

After leaving Wuliu County, He Chunhua ordered the whole army to speed up, and rushed to Woling Pass five days later.

This is the junction of the two landforms of mountains and plains, He Lingchuan has been walking in the mountains and mountains for so many days in the past, and suddenly his eyes are open, a thousand miles at a glance, and he sees the big river surging, and the autumn water goes east, and finally understands why Hong Xiangqian and Wang Ting are fighting to the death in Woling Pass:

As soon as you get out of the Woling Pass, the plains leaning on the mountains and rivers are really no danger to defend.

Woling Pass is actually composed of even the checkpoint with the auxiliary city behind it, about three zhang ten meters high, and the city wall is three feet thick, very solid. However, after appreciating the grandeur and solemnity of the ancient city of Panlong, He Lingchuan looked at Woling Pass again, and always felt that these two were the gap between giants and dwarves.

Following the entry of the army into the customs, He Yue has been looking left and right, seeing the scars and arrow holes on the city wall, as well as the wall stones stained red with blood, he couldn't help but gasp: "How many people have to die here!" ”

"It's a pit smashed by a trebuchet." He Lingchuan pointed to the hole in the wall and said to his younger brother, "I didn't hit it accurately, otherwise the rolling stone would have fallen to the city gate." ”

He pointed to another black and yellow stain that was obviously flowing down from a high place, of course, it had already solidified: "This is probably a hit, you know what it is?" ”

Elementary school students have a natural thirst for knowledge, and they can't take their eyes off it, but they don't know what it is. He saw that Zeng Feixiong had been holding back his laughter, and said angrily: "You know? ”

Zeng Feixiong coughed vigorously twice: "Second Young Master, that's golden soup!" ”

"What kinto?" He Yue still didn't understand, "Solid golden soup? ”

The officers and soldiers on the side laughed.

"The word is right, the meaning is wrong. In vain, I thought you were rich and rich. He Lingchuan stiffened his face, "You must know that it is better to read ten thousand books than to travel ten thousand miles!" ”

Mao Tao said loudly: "Second young master, the golden soup is boiled dung juice, the best for people." The enemy set up a ladder to attack, and the defenders of the city poured gold juice down, and the stink was a little stinky, so that it could be made! ”

The expression on He Yue's face suddenly froze, and he felt that there was a stench lingering all around.

The attack is the most morale, but no matter how brave and aggressive the soldier is, he will definitely not be able to bear the humiliation of being the first to be the first to be the dung! What's more, the scalded wound is contaminated with gold juice, and it quickly becomes infected and corrupted, and the flesh is cut off in the lightest, amputated in the worst case, and even life-threatening, which can cause a heavy blow to both the spirit and the flesh.

He Yue looked left and right, and suddenly pointed to the left: "That's a rushing car?" ”

Half of the wall collapsed on the left side of the city gate, smashing a big hole. The two oddly shaped cars clinged to the wall, and the roof was half smashed by rolling stones and earthwork.

The length of the car reached two zhang, and there were thick baffles on all sides, which were interspersed between iron and wood, but the baffles in front of it were gone. Its top cover is also very tight, and one can probably hide in it to be immune to all kinds of attacks from above, whether it is flint, arrow rain, or gold juice.

But the car is not driven by horsepower, but by people.

He Yue read in the book that there are two uses for this car. One is to hang heavy striking wood to hit the city gates; The other is to add a top cover and push it under the enemy's wall, and the sappers inside pick up the guy and start digging the root of the wall.

As long as the roots of the wall are dug well, no wall will not fall.

Woling Pass obviously suffered a big loss in this regard, and was finally broken by the officers and soldiers who dug up the root of the wall and broke the pass.

He Lingchuan also looked at the two rushing cars and was stunned: "Don't the rebels use supernatural powers to strengthen the city pass?" ”

"Yes." It was Wu Shaoyi who answered. Everyone turned their heads and saw that his face was flat, "It's just that a small team defected later and directly pulled out the Holy Master's talisman array from inside, making the reinforcement supernatural power ineffective, so that the officers and soldiers could take advantage of the weakness." ”

It turned out that the parties were here, and the people who were judging didn't know what to say for a while.

He Yue muttered, "Sure enough, the strongest fortress is always breached from the inside. ”

He Lingchuan looked at the huge hole in the wall and said: "Now that the Woling Pass has also been recovered, won't the local authorities repair and make up for the checkpoint?" ”

It can be seen that since the Woling Tomb Pass is broken, no one will take care of this place.

The importance of Woling Pass was undoubtedly evident in these months of war. If he were a magistrate, he would definitely repair the city pass as soon as possible. Otherwise, the next wave of uprisings will come, and the national capital will be in danger again.

No one answered this.

After a while, He Chunhua wrote lightly: "If you have been fighting for too long, you may not be able to repair it." ”

Then, he sent people to investigate the secret room in the southeast corner of the auxiliary city, where Hong Xiangqian "died".

Walking inside from Woling Pass, you can see traces of war all the way. It has been repeatedly contested, and after several fires, no one has cleaned up the abandoned chariots, houses, and trestle stations, and now it is late autumn, but in the broken wooden wheels and the cracks in the corners of the walls, there are green and yellow grass seedlings.