That person was Du Shimei, who went north from Lushan.

At this time, it was early spring, and it was warm and cold. Although the mountains and rivers are ravaged, spring is still spring after all.

The surviving shoots and green branches grew out of the cracks of the war, stubbornly guarding this sense of ritual.

Du Shimei watched all this from mid-air with mixed feelings.

There was a good scene in front of him, but looking north from here, the ground was full of smoke and devastation, and he couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh in his heart.

The country is ruined, the people are not happy, the disadvantages are not in the concubine, but in the Ming Emperor! The great rivers and mountains were buried in vain. Alas!

As he looked down to think, the sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air suddenly pulled him back to reality.

Several metal spikes flashed past the magic weapon he was riding, and then opened a large silver net, covering Du Shimei and the flying magic weapon entirely.

"Whew!"

The huge pull dragged him down with all the people and things.

Du Shimei felt the feeling of weightlessness, and the dantian lifted it to her throat in one breath, and with a gentle spit, she unloaded the gravity of the landing.

The man fell to the ground unharmed, but he was caught in a net and could not move at all.

As he struggled to break free from the net, a group of rebel soldiers rushed over with weapons in hand.

"Knocked down! Knocked down!"

The group of eight people rushed up and tied Du Shimei firmly.

They all knew that monks who could fly in the sky usually had oil and water, so these thieves were particularly keen on this matter.

Everyone searched Du Shimei's Qiankun bag and found that it was all ordinary sword blades, pills, some change of clothes, and a few taels of broken silver.

Everyone was immediately deflated.

The one-eyed dragon at the head said, "Bad luck, but you robbed such a poor bastard!"

A dwarf next to him said, "Boss, it's useless for this kid to stay, it's better for us to rob his things, as well as this flying boat, and then give him to ......."

The dwarf made a slashing neck gesture after speaking.

The one-eyed dragon glared at the dwarf with his only big eye:

"Hmph. You only have a head for fighting, killing, killing, isn't it?"

"What does the boss mean?"

The one-eyed dragon glanced at Du Shimei, who was pressed to the ground with her eyes wide open, and said in a low voice:

"I think this kid has fine skin and tender meat, he must be a scholar with some ink in his belly. Our general Wang still lacks a shogunate to write and calculate, maybe he can still use it. When the time comes, the reward will be very rich!"

Everyone said, "It's better for the boss to think long-term!"

Three of these people were third-order cultivators, and the others were mortals.

In terms of kung fu, Du Shimei can beat a few mortals alone, but he is also a mortal, and he has no chance of winning against a third-order cultivator.

Everyone tied Du Shimei tightly with their hands and feet, and carried him to Changning.

Changning. General Wang's Mansion.

General Wang's single name is a "view". It has a roe deer and a crimson nose.

He squinted his eyes at Du Shimei, "Well, it looks like a bit of a scholar. Scholar, what's your name?"

"Du Wine."

"Du Jiu?" Wang Guan looked incredulous, "You are a scholar, why do you use numbers as your name?"

"I'm not a nine, I'm a drinker!" Du Shimei smiled contemptuously.

Wang Guan laughed and said, "Hahahaha! Good! So you're a pretty good drinker?"

Du Shimei glanced at him: "It's a little worse than Li Qixian."

Everyone in the hall exclaimed, "Almost?"

Li Qinglian's alcohol consumption is well known throughout the country. It's a little worse than him, and it's very powerful!

Wang Guan is a drinker, and he is easy to talk when he has wine.

"Can you write?"

"A little."

Wang Guan patted Du Shimei's shoulder vigorously and said, "Xiao Du, you will follow me in the future!" This general will ensure your glory and wealth!"

Du Shimei smiled faintly: "Thanks to the wrong love, then it is better to be respectful than to obey fate."