"It means that the life grid has been moved."

"What?"

Qingyang Daoist held his bronze compass and looked at it carefully:

"This turbid color is caused by someone who has been contaminated with this life and acted against the sky, waiting for me to divinate a hexagram."

Ning Ji shook Yan Yunzhou's hand:

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

The tortoise shell was thrown, and the Qingyang Daoist finally spoke after tossing there alone for a long time:

"Judging from the hexagram, your former life should have been extinguished, but somehow there is a trace left, and it is this trace that makes you a double life personality.

The reason why there is a turbid color in that drop of blood just now, if I guess correctly, my senior uncle should have tried to use the blood of your relatives to drive you away from your current life, but failed. ”

Yan Yunzhou's face had already turned cold, and sure enough, as he thought, he was still a little afraid in his heart, if Xuanwei's old thing succeeded, then now he had lost his guilt.

"Failed, this shows that Xuanwei's method doesn't work, doesn't it?"

"It can be said that this destiny is determined by heaven, and if there is a change, it is also the will of heaven, how can human power reverse it? This hexagram is full of vitality, I have never seen such a strong vitality from a person's life for so many years, it is really strange, Xuanwei's old thing is against the sky, and the ending is already doomed. ”

After saying that, Qingyang kept looking at Ning Qi, as if he was looking at some rare species, Ning Qi touched his nose, could it be that God really sent him over to Pudu sentient beings?

Ning Ji now felt as if his body was shining with golden light, but he still didn't understand it a little:

"The last time I had dysentery and couldn't wake up, I had a dream, I was stuck in a dream and couldn't wake up, could it be that Xuanwei used Ning Wenhong's blood to do his hands and feet at that time?"

Qingyang Daoist nodded:

"Trying to change your life with the blood of a loved one can really affect a person's sanity, and it's possible that you didn't wake up."

Ning Qi then looked at Yan Yunzhou and asked with some puzzlement:

"That time, an old doctor said that I was out of my soul, and in the end, it was the prince who summoned me back with his blood, Xuanwei is very likely to use Ning Wenhong's blood, after all, Ning Wenhong is my father, but why is the prince not my relative, and his blood will work?"

Doesn't it say that the blood of loved ones has an effect? After he asked this sentence, the little eyes of the Qingyang Daoist looked between him and Yan Yunzhou, and he felt a little improper:

"It is said that your fate to meet the prince is Wangfu Chengxiang, and your marriage is really the creation of heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

Besides, who told you that the conjuring must be the blood of your relatives? The closer the connection with the person, the more effective it is, but in general, relatives are naturally the closest, so many people have this misunderstanding. ”

If Yan Yunzhou looked at this old Taoist priest yesterday with his nose and eyes, how unpleasant it was, today's mood would be different.

Hearing this, he only felt comfortable all over his body, and Ning Ji couldn't help but laugh a little when he looked at him, but he hadn't forgotten to ask the most important question.

"Did the ancestor of the Twin Lives in your Jade Qing View leave anything behind?"

The double life grid may only be an explanation of the metaphysics of this era, and it is very likely that it is a combination of two souls caused by the traversal, so it is very likely that the ancestor of the Yuqingguan is also a traverser.

Although this ancestor is no longer there, but to become the ancestor of Yuqingguan, this traverser also has some ability, and it is impossible to say what useful things he may leave behind.

"The things left by our ancestor are all in Chaotian Pavilion, Chaotian Pavilion ordered Chaotian Pavilion to be sealed before that ancestor sat down, and only the master has the key in his hand."

"That uncle of yours sneaked in is Chao Tiange, right? Who is the head of your Yuqingguan now? ”

Before Qingyang could speak, Yan Yunzhou spoke:

"Tianling Zhenren is the last head of Yuqingguan, and Tianling Zhenren only has Qingyang's apprentice, and now many people think that Qingyang Zhenren has been given to death.

The current head of the sect should be Tianling Zhenren's nephew Yunding Zhenren, and at this moment, all the Taoist priests in the Yuqing Temple have been taken away by the emperor's people. ”

For the first time, Qingyang's face showed a worried look, and he bowed to Yan Yunzhou:

"Lord, the ancestors of Yuqingguan once rebelled with Emperor Taizu, and my master was also ordered by the emperor to prepare firearms to resist foreign enemies.

Qingyang Daoist seems to be uninhibited, but he is extremely righteous in the same family, Xuanwei is a variable, and it is likely that Yuqingguan will suffer with him.

Yan Yunzhou looked at him:

"This king respects Tianling's real person, but at this moment, this king's uncontaminated Yuqingguan is the greatest protection for Yuqingguan."

The reason why the emperor took away all the people in Yuqingguan was because he found out that the gunpowder had something to do with Tianling Zhenren, if he came forward to protect Yuqingguan at this moment, he could only confirm the emperor's speculation, and Yuqingguan was really hopeless at that time.

Qingyang also figured out the key and nodded:

"I see."

After Qingyang went out, Ning held his chin and said:

"You're relieved, aren't you? I can't tell, but I was sent by Heaven to purify all sentient beings. ”

Yan Yunzhou was amused by his statement, the amount of information this afternoon was too great, and he unconsciously said something all afternoon.

The sun was already setting in the west outside, and he was about to speak when a hurried sound of armor suddenly came out of the door:

"Lord Wang, the Qiang clan is attacking."

Yan Yunzhou immediately stood up, and Ning Yi also went out with him, the Qian clan is martial and warlike by nature, and it is impossible to endure it for too long, and the sound of drums above the city tower has already sounded.

Yan Yunzhou climbed the city tower, the evening sunset was reflected on a snowy field, he squinted his eyes slightly, he had been in the north for many years, and he could hear how many people were on the other side from the shouting and killing, but at this moment he was not listening to the sound was not right, he immediately turned his head sideways and ordered Zhou Wei:

"The Qiang tribe has repeatedly attacked the city with great momentum, but this time it sounds like the number of people is much smaller, there must be an explosion, let the sentinels at the forefront concentrate and retreat, don't fight the Qiang tribe alone."

"Yes."

Yan Yunzhou was extremely strict in governing the army, and the sentry in front immediately retreated after receiving the order, and at this moment, the small group of the Qiang clan immediately pressed up, biting the sentry's tail to death, Yan Yunzhou sensed that something was wrong, and immediately sent the silver armor guard to help.

The rain of arrows poured down from the sky, and the equipment of the silver armor guard was the best in the army, and he took out his shield to resist, but the cluster of arrows, which originally looked like only one arrow, was divided into three when it came to him, and many sentinels suffered losses.

But soon Yan Yunzhou ordered someone to set up a bow and crossbow, and the bow and crossbow were set up on the outermost city wall, condescending.

The remnant sun was like fire, and the battlefield was filled with a pungent smell of blood, and Yan Yunzhou noticed the difference in the opponent's bow and arrow:

"Beat the drum and retreat, you don't have to fight."

Yan Yunzhou fought very conservatively, after all, this was not the best time to annihilate the Qiang tribe in one fell swoop, and he also saw that this battle was just a temptation for the Qiang tribe, and this battle did not end until dark.

"The other party's arrows are different, and the ones that are picked up will be taken to the main account."

The wounded began to be carried to the wounded barracks, and Ning Zhi knew that he could not help in the war, so he said to Yan Yunzhou:

"I'll go to the wounded barracks first."

Yan Yunzhou nodded:

"Okay, be careful."

In the big tent, Yan Yunzhou and a circle of generals were holding clusters of arrows that they had just picked up from the battlefield:

"Lord Wang, I saw with my own eyes that when this arrow came out, there was only one, but when it came to me, it became three, and many soldiers suffered losses."

Yan Yunzhou's fingers ran over the arrow cluster from top to bottom, and then tossed it in his hand, frowning slightly, Zhou Wei spoke:

"The head of this arrow is much longer than before, it looks like it is made of fine iron, and most of the arrows of the Qiang tribe in the past were wooden short iron arrowheads, how did you get so much iron this time?"

Whether it is the Qiang tribe or the Northern Mu, iron is rare on their side, and it has never been the case before that so many iron arrows were used so proudly.

Yan Yunzhou noticed that there was a mechanism at the arrow of this arrow cluster, and he took the arrow in Zhou Wei's hand and spliced it together, so that the two arrows could almost completely coincide:

"This arrow is so exquisitely made, when you fire one, the cluster of arrows will disintegrate into three when it reaches the air."

"Yes, my lord, so that they can shoot three arrows in the same time as they fire, and they have never seen them use such arrows before."

Yan Yunzhou's face was not good, he took the bow and arrow used by the Qian clan in the past, and compared the iron at the two arrows:

"Iron is different, the Qiang people can't forge such fine iron."

He immediately got up and walked to the front of the sand table, his hand followed the place where the Qiang tribe was entrenched all the way to the west, and finally stopped at the west of the Yunduan Mountain Range, Zhou Wei looked at the sand table, and his eyes were also staring at the direction of Yan Yunzhou's finger:

"Is the prince suspicious, these bows and arrows are from the Western Regions?"

Yan Yunzhou stood all night, and the cool breeze was blowing out of his waist and legs at the moment, and his lungs and trachea, which had been recuperating for many days, were also making noise at this moment.

As soon as he was about to speak, he coughed uncontrollably, Zhou Wei immediately went to pour him a cup of hot water, Yan Yunzhou took the cup, took a sip of water and suppressed the cough before speaking:

"Ruoqiang, Ruoqiang's iron placer ore in the Western Regions is the most, their craft of forging weapons is stronger than ours, the Qiang people can't make such bows and arrows, only the road west of Yunduan can bypass our defense and send bows and arrows over, very good, Ruoqiang, this is a choice has been made."

Yan Yunzhou's face turned pale, but the oppressive sharp aura between his eyebrows seemed to be an ancient sword that had been unsheathed, which made people's hearts feel cold.

"Lord Wang, don't we have firearms, next time if they are attacking, we will use firearms to see which one is more powerful."

It was a black-faced lieutenant who spoke, Zeng Erniu, Yan Yunzhou did not speak, there were not many firearms left in Yunzhou, and the ones brought by the Qingyang Dao people were still in the courtyard outside the city.

Whether those are safe or not, whether they can be used or not is not certain, he can't say this, even with the generals who trust him in the army, he sank down:

"Go and summon the men in charge of weapons in the army."

Ning Qi was picking up the treatment of serious injuries in the wounded barracks at the moment, and did two more complicated abdominal debridements, but fortunately, Yang Shengyou has taught the military doctors here to suture in the past few days, although he is not skilled, but there must be such a process.

When Ning Qi looked up again, the sky was white, and the night had passed, and his waist was sore, but looking at the entire camp and so many wounded soldiers who had not been dealt with, he first felt that their efficiency was too slow.

But there is no way around it, after all, stitching takes longer than bandaging, which slows down the overall efficiency.

But if they don't have sutures, those who are seriously injured are likely to have a big problem, so they can only separate people to bandage the lighter ones, and then separate people to deal with those that need to be sutured.

The order in the entire wounded barracks is false, several unskilled military doctors are in charge of bandaging, people who are already familiar with Yang Shenglian are in charge of stitching, and Ning is mainly responsible for the wounded soldiers with serious abdominal injuries.

At the end of one night, Ning Ji felt a lot, he knew that the combat power of the Northern Territory Army under Yan Yunzhou was almost the strongest in Daliang, but it was obvious that even the strongest army was obviously lacking in dealing with the wounded soldiers' injuries in his opinion.

But there is no way around it, after all, there is no surgery in this era, and there is almost no independent understanding of bacteria and viruses.

As a result, although the treatment of wounds is effective based on experience, the prognosis is often poor due to the lack of understanding of microbial pathogenesis, coupled with the lack of attention to hygiene and disinfection, and the so-called "recurrence of arrow sores" will occur frequently, which is actually a subsequent infection.

Ning Qi finished the last abdominal debridement in his hand, only to feel that his eyes were about to be blind, there were a lot more soldiers in the wounded barracks, and the smell was not very good, he asked people to spray alcohol in the house, trying to play a disinfection role.

He walked out of the big tent, beating his back while walking towards Yan Yunzhou's house, he had a lot of thoughts along the way, now that he had made it clear to Yan Yunzhou, then there was no need for him to tie his hands and feet anymore.

He may not be able to help him in the war, but when it comes to treating wounded soldiers, there is absolutely no one more professional than him.

He thought about it this time, so he told Yan Yunzhou to officially hand over the wounded barracks and all the subsequent injuries and recovery to him.

Thinking like this, he stepped into the courtyard, he thought that Yan Yunzhou might not have gotten up at this time, but he didn't expect that the room at the back of the courtyard was not lit, but the hall in front of the courtyard was brightly lit.

When Dark Xuan saw him come in, he immediately greeted him:

"Young Master Ning, you're back."

"Ah, what's going on? Didn't Yan Yunzhou sleep last night? ”

When he entered the courtyard, he could hear the voices of several generals in the hall, and Dark Xuan was guarding the door, and it was obvious that Yan Yunzhou was also inside, so he hadn't slept all night? How could his body withstand such a boil?

The worry on Dark Xuan's face was also very obvious:

"Yes, the arrows used by the Qiang tribe yesterday were different, and the prince and the generals were discussing inside, and they never dispersed."