The roaring north was desolate, and the black snow fell silently, and the sky was dark and the snow on the ground was also black.

Every grass, tree, and stone was covered with a thick layer of snow after the night.

The military flag of the Nine Shadows Kingdom, which stood in the wind and snow, was waving in the wind, and the hunting sounded. The Xudu Army, who was standing on the snow, was only stunned for a short time, and immediately exploded.

At first, they were still immersed in the fact that they couldn't believe that they had been betrayed, and they froze in place. But after hearing the rebuttal, he immediately looked at the generals around him, and the gossip and questioning came overwhelmingly. The ghost golden sheep and the Kui wood wolf are also under the watchful eyes of the ghost soldiers of Xudu. Kui Timber Wolf and Ghost Golden Sheep panicked and didn't know what to do.

It is precisely because these generals know that what Lu Teng said is not a lie, and every word is true. Therefore, the inquiring gaze of the warriors on their heads was not only dazzling under the flying ink snow, but also pierced into their hearts like a sharp sword.

The silent Kui Wood Wolf and the Ghost Golden Sheep didn't know how to face these gazes, and how could they answer those questions?

But the Ying Zhao on the other side was satisfied. The effect he wanted was achieved, Gong Mingyi's prestige plummeted in the hearts of those ghosts opposite, and there was no need for him to stand in this ice and snow anymore. He immediately took the loudspeaker and said to his subordinates: "Let's go, withdraw to the city to warm up the fire." ”。

"Withdraw, don't you wait for my brothers to surrender?" Lu Teng frowned, and the fox asked: "You promised me to treat them well, do you want to continue fighting?"

Lu Teng, who was anxious, his face was full of anxiety, and his brows were twisted into a pimple. I finally gathered the army and came out of the city, and I went back before I could do anything.

"Young man, don't be so impatient, what I said in Yingzhao is absolutely a promise. It's just that it's icy and snowy, and we're here waiting for them to figure it out, isn't it cold?" Ying Zhao smiled, raised his hand and patted Lu Teng's shoulder: "Tonight, Guanyuecha will arrive on the island as scheduled, and when the time comes, let the Xudu army ask the generals on Guanyuecha themselves, after knowing the truth, they will definitely come to vote." I can assure you that as long as they lay down their weapons, they will not be killed, and let them choose for themselves, whether to stay and be a ghost of the Nine Shadows Kingdom and be loyal to our country, or go back to be a ghost of the Northern Yin? Whether they choose the former or the latter, they will not be embarrassed. ”。

After saying that, Ying Zhao glanced at Gong Mingyi, who was angry and trembling even more violently, and then called a herald: "Leave the hundred stone grain and twenty jars of liquor we brought to the Xudu Army." ”。

The herald left, Lu Teng was still anxious, but what Ying Zhao said was not unreasonable, and it was the best way. In desperation, he had no choice but to follow the army and slowly retreat to the city along the way he came.

The Xudu army in the distance was still arguing and questioning, completely unaware that the Nine Shadows Army was suitable to withdraw from the wind and snow. By the time they found out, the Jiuyou Army had already taken Gong Mingyi away, leaving only a vague back under the increasingly dense wind and snow, and the little food and wine that the British had promised to leave to the Xudu Army......

Death.

Under the bright night sky, several Huangquan ghost soldiers gathered around the bonfire outside Xiao Shizhu's big tent, eating grilled fish, and from time to time they glanced at the brightly lit Chinese army tent not far away. Then they began to talk about nothing.

"I heard that the Son of God just went out to wander around a group, and picked up a strange ghost in the forest on the nearby mountain, and he looked strange. ”

"Isn't it, covered in long hair, black and dirty. ”

"Have you seen it?" and then one of the ghost soldiers stopped chewing and asked curiously.

"Yes, just now it was the Son of God who asked me and a few other brothers to take that ghost to the bath. The ghost soldier who was asked was full of joy, laughed, and then said with a fluttering eyebrow: "You haven't seen that appearance, just like the monkey beast spirit." No, it should be said that it is exactly the same as those ancient ape beast souls in the mountains near Jiuquan Valley. Moreover, the hair is much more vigorous and longer than that of the ancient ape beast souls, and a lot of the long hair on the back is dragged to the ground. ”。

As soon as these words came out, he exclaimed.

Not only that, but his hands and feet were the same as those of an ape, and his forearms were as long as his legs. The ghost soldier who talked about it before said, "When you walk, the back of your hand can touch the ground." ”。

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at the brightly lit Chinese army tent not far away.

As if they were watching a joke, they chatted with relish about the black-haired soul.

And Xiao Shizhu, who didn't know all this, lay sideways on the bed in the big tent, staring intently at the strange human soul squatting in the open space not far from his bed, gnawing on dried meat.

After the soul of that person was cleaned, the long hair was also cut a lot shorter by Xiao Shizhu. Although it still looks like an ape, at least it doesn't have the long hair that mops the floor, and it looks slightly more comfortable.

Xiao Shizhu also asked people to find him a few clothes to wear, the fit was a fit, but he was too tall and had long hands and feet, and the clothes on him looked small and uncoordinated.

"I can't ask what his name is, but I know what to eat. Xiao Shizhu sighed lightly, reached out and touched the soft black hair on this ghost's head, as if he was touching the big flower tengu he raised.

But before he could touch it twice, the ghost shrank his head, and then turned his head and grinned at him. There was a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes again.

"What's the matter, with a fierce and vicious face, do you still want to fight?" Xiao Shizhu immediately asked with a smile, not stunned by the fierce light in the eyes of the black-haired ghost.

The black-haired ghost stared at him, the fierce light in his eyes faded for a moment, and he had no hostility towards Xiao Shizhu at all, and after shaking his head silently, he went to eat his own dried meat again.

"He seems to understand you. Xunxiang, who was standing on the side with the national teacher Yingying, said after careful observation: "He can understand nonsense, but he just can't speak." ”。

"And he's used to getting dressed, and he doesn't look like a wild ghost who has wandered in isolation for too long. After a little thought, Na Xunxiang said again.

"He has feelings, he has thoughts. It's just that the ability to speak seems to have disappeared or degenerated, and the behavior is like that of a beast. And the national teacher Yingying also answered after looking for incense.

"You really don't know, is he a sandstorm demon?" At the same time, Xiao Shizhu's inquiring gaze went towards Xunxiang.

Xiao Shizhu kept the identity of the black-haired ghost secret from him, but he didn't keep it a secret from Xunxiang.

When this gaze fell on Xun Xiang's face, she immediately nodded and said, "All the ghosts who have seen sandstorm demons have been spared. So I've seen it too, and I'm not sure if he's a sandstorm demon or not. ”。

When the three ghosts were chatting hotly, the black-haired ghost stood up, walked to the bookcase next to Xiao Shizhu's bed, looked left and right, picked up the ink block on it and looked at it.

Xiao Shizhu fixed his eyes, turned over and sat up, staring at the black-haired ghost's every move, a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

I saw that the black-haired ghost picked up the ink block and looked at it, and then put it under his nose with big nostrils and sniffed it, smelling a faint fragrance coming from the ink block, and immediately moved his index finger and stretched his tongue out of his mouth, and the tip of his tongue was carefully licked on the ink block.

A stream of black ink licked into his mouth, and the black-haired ghost immediately frowned, spitting and spitting, trying to spit out the black ink that was licked into his mouth.

"The IQ is too low. Xiao Shizhu shook his head slowly after laughing dumbly, sighed helplessly, and said, "It seems that you have to teach him all the rules and common sense." ”。

"It's unpalatable!" At this moment, the black-haired ghost did something that surprised Xiao Shizhu. As he threw the ink in his hand, he let out a hoarse and dull scolding sound: "It's unpalatable!"

"Can he speak?" The other three ghosts in the tent exclaimed in unison, and the black-haired ghost turned around when he heard the sound, looking at their surprised faces with a puzzled expression, as if they didn't know what Xiao Shizhu was surprised about.

The black-haired ghost, who couldn't figure it out, walked straight to the side of the bed and squatted down, grabbed the bowl he had put down before, grabbed the jerky inside and ate it slowly.

"Although he can speak, he is still a foodie with a low IQ. Xiao Shizhu, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, sighed softly again, and he sighed all the sighs of his life this night.

I thought I had won a fierce general, but the IQ of this black-haired ghost was too low. Such a ghost Xiao Shizhu didn't dare to lead troops for him, so he could only stay by his side and be a guard for himself.

But after thinking about it, Xiao Shizhu's heart was helpless. It's not bad to have a guard, and with a little training, you can be a good guard, so Xiao Shizhu didn't feel a loss.

Listening to the chewing sound of the black-haired ghost, the national teacher Yingying walked over, stood beside him and didn't say a word, just stared at the lush black hair on the top of the ghost's head with her eyes that couldn't see anything.

Even though she couldn't see anything, she could sense that there seemed to be some kind of spell implanted in the ghost's brain. What is the specific, the national teacher Yingying is not clear.

Maybe it's because the spell takes too long, or maybe it's because the spell is cast by a master, so that the national teacher Yingying can't even perceive what the spell is. It is only known that this spell can block the memory and thinking of the black-haired ghost.

"I always felt that his memory and consciousness seemed to be suppressed by some kind of magic. Ying Ying lowered her head slightly, and said thoughtfully: "His low IQ is also the same." So he acted only instinctively, eating, drinking, and sleeping. And then whoever is good to him, he is good to whomever he is. It's like the lord you give him jerky, and he will follow you, maybe he can protect you. ”。

"Wait a minute, you first tell me what it means that memory and divine consciousness are suppressed by some kind of technique?" Xiao Shizhu raised his hand, made a forbidden gesture, and asked, "What does this mean?"

"There is a ghost who uses magic to make him amnesia, and his mind and consciousness cannot be fully developed, making his behavior different from that of a normal ghost. Xun Xiang took over and explained to Xiao Shizhu.

After hearing these words, Xiao Shizhu suddenly became curious, straightened up to be Xiang Xun and the national teacher Yingying, and asked urgently: "Does that mean that we will know his life experience after unlocking the technique in his body." Can it also make him return to normal, like a normal human soul?".

The candle flame on the lampstand next to the bed flickered, bringing a shaking shadow, and Xiao Shizhu in the shadow frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

National Teacher Ying Ying nodded slowly and said, "Theoretically, that's the case. But first we know what it is, and then we know if we can solve it. ”。

At this point, the national teacher Ying Ying frowned, showing a little helplessness: "But now, he doesn't let us contact him." The only thing that can touch him is you, the lord, and some other male ghosts, and they can't make him feel uncomfortable, once he feels uncomfortable, he will have murderous intent. Of the dozen or so ghost soldiers who bathed him just now, five were injured by him. ”。

After that, he sighed lightly and spread his hands: "So I have no way to check." ”。