On the second day, the morning drill was completed.

Wu Lu listlessly scooped a bowl of millet porridge from the man with a broken bowl that lacked a small mouth, and ate it with the pancakes.

Last night, there was no monster coming to cramp and peel the skin as Yang Peng said, but it was too exhausting to sleep all night.

Wu Lu took a bite of the pancake and decided that since Wu Weizhong and Luo Shangzhi were not interested in delving into it, he would find out by himself what the black-robed woman was, was it a human or a demon, and what did the words that grabbed his hand mean?

At this moment, there was a commotion in the gang, but it was three or four men beating a man there, and the man was bloodless and only lay on the ground with his head on the ground and let him beat him.

Wu Lu was very surprised, and when he walked in, he realized that the person who was beaten was a North Korean, and he was originally recruited to grind rice and cut wood for fire, after all, there was a shortage of manpower, and the local officials in North Korea were responsible for recruiting, and each person received half a liter of millet every day.

Originally, Wu Lu thought that there was some misunderstanding because of the language barrier, but later after listening to the guys' gossip, he realized that the North Korean was a thief, and secretly hid the military food millet by the stove for more than ten years, and went into the trouser leg and wanted to take it out of the barracks.

For this kind of unclean hands and feet, if you don't chop your hands and feet, you are already very kind, and you don't say anything about beating them.

After the beating, when the men pulled up his trouser legs and were about to snatch the grain, the North Koreans grabbed the grain bag and refused to let go.

"What an itchy bastard!" When the men rolled up their sleeves and were about to beat him again, they heard the North Korean shouting with snot and tears: "Heavenly soldiers, please give these food to my family's six old and weak women and children, they will all starve to death if they can't eat any more food!"

"Gotta ...... It turns out that he can speak the official dialect of the Ming Dynasty. Wu Lu was surprised and motioned for the men to stop. Wu Lu is Luo Shangzhi's personal soldier, and there is an uncle who is a guerrilla general, so the men still dare not offend, so they hurriedly stopped.

The head of the gang said: "Brother Wu, this thief is underbeaten, and when he was working, he pretended to be incomprehensible and took the opportunity to be lazy and deserted, and now he was beaten before he spoke the official language of the Ming Dynasty." ”

Wu Lu ignored the head of the gang and stepped forward to look at the North Korean, who was in his thirties, although he was wearing a plain robe, but looking at the neatly groomed beard and hair scarf, he didn't look like a commoner or a pariah.

The Korean class was clearly divided into three classes, with the royal scholars having the highest status, followed by the middle-aged people, and the lowest ranking being the commoners.

"Zhongren?" Wu Lu asked.

The North Korean was a little ashamed and said: "Contemptible Li Youji, my father once served as a student in Sungkyunkwan..."

Wu Lu naturally didn't know that Sungkyunkwan was equivalent to the Guozijian of the Ming Dynasty, but he heard that his father had served as an official, so he could be regarded as an official eunuch. In the rebellion of Imjin, the king of Joseon, Li Jun, fled to Yiju with his princes and ministers, leaving the people behind, and it is not surprising that the children of the eunuchs fell to this point.

"What's going on?" Luo Shangzhi was about to inspect the camp after breakfast, and when he saw a bunch of people in the gang, he immediately stepped forward to ask.

Wu Lu put down the millet porridge and pancakes, and replied: "Back to General Luo, this North Korean stole more than a dozen liters of millet, saying that he wanted to help the family. ”

Luo Shangzhi lost interest when he heard this kind of bullshit, and this kind of thing was handled by the quartermaster.

"General Luo, this person can speak the official dialect of the Ming Dynasty, is it good to stay in the army as a translator?" Wu Lu asked.

"This kind of person with unclean hands and feet is only afraid of staying in the army..."Luo Shangzhi didn't finish speaking, he suddenly remembered something, and changed his words: "It's also useful to keep him, but you have to control his family and relatives, so this matter will be handed over to you, you can choose two pro-soldiers to do it well." ”

Wu Lu agreed to the errand with a bitter face, called two soldiers who slept in the same tent, and escorted the North Korean Li You and his family to the shack where his family stayed.

At this time, the Korean place was completely eroded, and the people of Gangwon Province, Hwanghae-do and other places retreated to Pyongan Province with their families, and now Pyongyang has been captured by the Japanese people, these people continue to go north, until they meet the Ming army to aid the Korean army south, simply follow the Ming army camp, the Ming army camped, they set up a shack, and live on the leftovers and discarded materials left by the army.

Li Youji has been concealing that he can speak the official language of the Ming Dynasty in order to avoid being requisitioned by the Ming army, after all, the Ming army is about to march south to Pyongyang again, and it will be a big war. A few months ago, the Ming army Zu Chengxun attacked Pyongyang with 3,000 Liaodong soldiers, but more than 2,000 were killed and wounded, and the deputy general Shi Ru was killed in battle, leaving hundreds of remnants to flee back to Liaodong. Li Youji thought that he was really going to be recruited by the Ming army, and he suffered a defeat, but he was afraid that his life would not be guaranteed.

Of course, he naturally didn't dare to show this thought, he lowered his head and took Wu Lu and the others out of the barracks, and walked into the shack area of North Korean refugees at the foot of the mountain hundreds of zhang away from the barracks.

When I turned east and west, I saw a small shack made of a bunch of branches and grass. This kind of shack can't stop the cold wind and snow in winter, Li Youji's old mother curled up in the blanket and shivering, while his three children huddle together to keep warm.

Li Youji's wife and concubine saw Li Youji coming over with three heavenly soldiers, and asked something in Korean with a panicked face. Li Youji was helpless, he could only say that he was valued by the Ming General and ordered him to be a translator, and this family would be taken into the baggage camp to take care of, no matter what, at least there was food to eat.

Li Youji's wives and concubines had no choice but to pack up their few belongings, support the old and sick, and call their children to go to the baggage camp behind the Ming army with Wu Lu and other soldiers.

Li Youji has two sons and a daughter, the eldest son is only 10 years old, and the youngest daughter is only 6 years old.

Wu Lu couldn't bear it, took out the unfinished pancakes from his arms, tore a few slices and distributed them to the children.

Li You and his six-year-old daughter took the pancake and Shi Shiran said a word of honorifics, his big black eyes full of gratitude.

After bringing Li Youji's family into the baggage camp, Wu Lu beckoned the men to give their family some food and found an air force tent to settle in.

Li You and then he was at ease, and followed Wu Lu to wait for errands in front of General Luo's tent.

Luo Shangzhi left Li Youhe is really useful, Li Rusong plans to use the Zhejiang army as the vanguard, he must first explore the terrain and road conditions around Pyongyang, and there are few local Koreans who are familiar with the terrain and can speak the official dialect of the Ming Dynasty, and it is indeed a lot of trouble to have someone act as an interpreter.

Luo Shangzhi called Lieutenant Colonel Zuo of the Shangying to constantly instruct the route on the map, and from time to time local Koreans were taken to the tent to ask about the terrain, and Li Youji was on the side to assist in the translation, and the progress of the arrangement was very fast.

Just after noon, news came from the front camp, but it was said that the Japanese had sent an embassy again, and they had come to apologize and clarify the misunderstanding. slaughtered fifteen of them, and now they are still coming to apologize and beg for peace in a low voice, and all the soldiers of the Ming army are very disdainful of the Japanese people.

General Luo Shen and Wu Guerrilla did not dare to slack off, since the Japanese were appeased again, it seems that the previous layout had to be done, and after being called by Li Rusong to the ear to face the order, he came back and began to arrange the vanguard matters.

Later, Li Youhe didn't have anything to do, so he let him go back to the baggage camp to take care of his family, but unexpectedly, Li Youji didn't go back for a while, so he hurriedly ran back and said that his daughter was lost, saying that he was taken away by the sergeant of the army, and it was not clear which battalion of non-commissioned officers.

The generals in the tent are still deliberating, and it is not good to disturb General Luo for this trivial matter. Wu Lu thought to himself that since General Luo asked him to arrange to control Li Youji's family before, this time he lost the person, and obviously he still had to deal with it.

So he called another soldier to help him stand guard, and followed Li Youhe to the baggage camp to ask about the situation.

The guys talked nonsense, but Wu Lu heard it clearly. It turned out that the men in the baggage camp thought that the North Koreans were eating for nothing and did not do anything. arranged for Li Youji's wife and concubine to sew and mend military uniforms, and did not take care of the children for a while.

After lunch, Li You, his youngest son and youngest daughter walked out of the baggage camp and walked around, saying that they were looking for his father.

It didn't take long for the little son to return, but the daughter was gone.

Wu Lu's heart was slightly angry after hearing this, and these guys couldn't stand it when they saw a few children. Li Youji asked the youngest son who came back with a fierce voice, only to learn that his daughter was taken away by several soldiers in armor.

It was really difficult to find a child lost in the camp of tens of thousands of people, so I could only ask Li You and his youngest son on the way back.

In the end, he finally asked the chief of the army and said that he had seen the Korean girl who was dressed in tatters and looked like a little mouse, which was taken away by the Jurchen soldiers in front of Li Rusong's tent, led by a stranger in a black robe.

Wu Lu felt uneasy after hearing this, but thinking that he had made up his mind to figure out where the black-robed woman came from in the morning, coupled with Li Youhe's frightened face, he thought about it and walked towards the military tent where the black-robed woman lived.

Walking to the black-robed woman's tent I saw yesterday, there were still four Jurchen soldiers guarding it, Wu Lu stepped forward and said, "If you have something to do with the owner of the tent, please report it." ”

One of the Jurchen soldiers looked at Wu Lu and only said a word.

"Get out!"

Wu Lu was about to ask for another report when a faint voice came from inside the tent: "Let him in..."

The Jurchen soldiers stared at Wu Lu with a dead look, tore open the curtain of the camp tent, and let Wu Lu in. Li Youji also wanted to go in, but was kicked out by the Jurchen soldiers, and he was so frightened that he trembled on the ground.

As soon as he entered the tent, Wu Lu always felt that there was a strange smell in the tent. looked around slightly, but saw that the layout of the tent was strange, full of woodcarvings and white bones.

After looking closely, the black-robed woman was sitting on a low futon in the tent, and a young girl in front of her was lying flat in front of her, but it was Li Youji's youngest daughter.

Wu Lu's throat squirmed slightly, and it took a long time before he had the courage to salute: "I had a misunderstanding with the master yesterday, and I hope that the master will not blame the past, but this girl is the young daughter of our army's translator, please let her go mercifully..."

"You... Are you afraid of me?" asked the black-robed woman without raising her head.

"I don't know where the master started..."Wu Lu replied with a pale corner of his mouth.

"If you're not afraid, why are you still asking around if I'm a demon or an evil thing?, what do you think of the story told by Brother Yang in your army?" The black-robed woman raised her eyelids, her pale blue pupils with a seductive meaning stared at Wu Lu, and said words that shocked Wu Lu.

"She has eyes and ears in the southern military camp, otherwise how would she know these things?" Wu Lu carefully calculated who was the mole.

Just when Wu Lu was in a trance, the black-robed woman took off the thin jade piece on the young girl's forehead, and gently put it on her forehead for a moment of deep thought. Leaning less, the black-robed woman put down the jade piece and waved her hand, and the little girl woke up slowly, and suddenly shouted in panic.

The black-robed woman replied softly, but it was an authentic Korean dialect, and I didn't know what kind of character this black-robed woman was, and she even knew Korean.

The little girl began to quiet down after answering the black-robed woman, constantly asking something, while the black-robed woman answered one by one in a calm tone.

In the end, the little girl fell to her knees and kowtowed to the black-robed woman.

"I have already taken this girl as a slave, do you still want to take care of it?" the black-robed woman moved her gaze to Wu Lu and asked.

"Naturally, we still have to take care of it, this girl's biological father is outside the tent, how can a master use other people's daughters as slaves and maids at will?" Wu Lu didn't care.

"Oh... If it weren't for the fact that you are old, I would really like to accept you as a doorman..."The black-robed woman said to Wu Lu with great meaning.

Wu Lu was about to debate, but the black-robed woman had already waved her sleeve to stop Wu Lu's words and said: "Needless to say, being able to be my Pei Lingyun's slave is the creation of this girl in her previous life, and her father will have me to explain." ”

"Let that man in!" the black-robed woman commanded the Jurchen soldiers at the door.

A Jurchen soldier with a big shoulder and a round waist dragged Li Youji's body in front of the black-robed woman.

Li Youji knew that the woman in black in front of him must not be offended, so he could only keep kowtowing and begging to let his daughter go.

The black-robed woman replied to Li Youji a few times in Korean, and Li Youji slowly began to calm down, and finally even slowly showed joy in his eyes.

Wu Lu's doubts became more and more intense, and he didn't know what this black-robed strange man who claimed to be Pei Lingyun had promised Li Youhe.

After a while, Li Youji comforted his daughter a few words, and then bowed his hand and withdrew from the camp, not intending to take his daughter away.

Seeing that the main owner of the matter was gone, Wu Lu didn't want to stay in this strange tent, and he was about to retire.

But at this time, the black-robed woman looked at Wu Lu again: "Speaking of which, your qualifications are better than this girl's, and if you are willing to worship me Pei Lingyun as the master, I will give you a chance to attain immortality..."

Wu Lu felt more and more that this black-robed woman was the witch Gu and the like that his uncle said, and he was about to refuse to retreat, but when he looked at the black-robed woman's eyes widened suddenly, she pointed at the woman with a shocked face and couldn't speak.

I saw that the swords, guns, swords, and halberds behind the low platform were like ghosts, and they were spinning around the black-robed woman.

The black-robed woman raised her slender right hand again, her five fingers pointing upward, and a dark blue flame burst out in the middle of her palm.

"This world is very big, bigger than you can imagine! Are you really willing to be a pawn and work mediocre all your life? Are you willing to recognize me as the master of Pei Lingyun, if I am in a good mood, I will teach you the method of cultivating the truth, and maybe even take you out of this small land to the vast world of cultivation of the truth... This opportunity is in front of you, it's up to you whether you catch it or not..."The black-robed woman raised her flame and waved her right hand, and the flames turned into several fireballs, heading straight for the swords, guns, swords, halberds and other weapons hanging in the air around her, in the blink of an eye, these weapons all turned into molten iron, and the scorching breath came to the face, even making Wu Lu's eyebrows and hair slightly yellow...

Wu Lu finally walked out of the camp in a bit of a sluggishness, he still refused the request of the black-robed woman, not to mention that this thing is too weird, just say that he recognizes a demon girl as the master and is willing to be a slave, if his uncle Wu Weizhong knows, he will not be beaten to death?

"Her name is Pei Lingyun?" Wu Lu's hands clenched into fists, he firmly remembered the name in his heart, and walked back to the southern barracks without looking back at the strange eyes of the Jurchen soldiers behind him.

Li Youji's youngest daughter stood timidly at the curtain and watched Wu Lu leave.

"Li Shanxuan..."The black-robed woman Pei Lingyun called out to her: "From now on, you will be my slave, and there is no need to be too entangled in this earthly family relationship..."

Li Shanxuan turned around and asked timidly: "Shaman, if Brother Wu doesn't want to recognize the master, it's better to accept him as an apprentice..."

Pei Lingyun thought that this little girl was thinking about her father, but she didn't know that she was worried about the little pawn who was thinking about the rat's eyes.

Pei Lingyun said lightly: "I don't accept apprentices, and he is not worthy of being my apprentice." ”

When Li Shanxuan turned back again, Wu Lu was no longer there.