On top of a barren mountain, there is a dilapidated temple, the lush weeds in the courtyard are enough to prove that no one has been here for a long time, and the Buddha statues in the temple have lost their gold paint, and they are covered with cobwebs, making the place that should be holy a little terrifying.

"Squeak. ”

With a soft sound, the rotten temple door opened, as if it would break directly with a little more force.

If Wan Er was there, he would have been surprised that it was the mysterious monk he had seen last night who pushed the door in.

"See?" An old voice came from the temple, as full of decay as this temple.

"See. The mysterious monk replied.

"How?" asked the old voice again.

"It's just a worm and a snake, it's not enough. The monk replied.

This scene is really a bit weird, one is bright and one is dark, the mysterious monk is standing among the weeds, from beginning to end, the old voice has never appeared, the monk seems to have been used to this situation for a long time, and does not feel that there is anything wrong.

I don't know if the person was satisfied with this answer, so he stopped for a long time and didn't speak again.

"No, he's not going to waste his efforts. Finally, the old voice spoke again.

"Now that the sky is chaotic, there are many variables in this world, continue to pay attention. The man commanded.

After listening, the mysterious monk nodded slightly, glanced into the temple, and turned to leave.

......

It was not as expected, in case their army went out of the city there was no one to watch, and they were the only ones in the empty streets.

Wan Eryi Ma was the first to walk in the front, his eyes were resolute, and he really had some meaning of not breaking Loulan's oath and not returning it, and he must step on Huangshi Mountain.

In fact, they all know in their hearts that this is just a show, using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, otherwise it is unreasonable.

Huangshi Mountain is not a lonely mountain, but a continuous mountain range, dozens of miles, very vast, among which there are countless natural dangers, easy to defend and difficult to attack, plus they are not familiar with the place, just his more than 1,000 people are likely to capsize in the gutter.

So this time he didn't want to go to the bandits at all, so he just went out to practice, stayed there for a while and came back, and told those merchants that they would defeat the bandits, and they would never come to the city to do whatever they wanted in the future, even if those merchants were not satisfied, there was no way, and they could still get him out, and what he said was true, those bandits would not come to the city to rob again, and they had never been here.

Just when Wan Er was silently planning in his heart, a figure attracted his attention, not only him, but also everyone.

In the lonely street, he stood alone with a butter-paper umbrella, his wide robe could not hide his emaciated body, and his face was unhealthily pale.

The most attractive thing is his eyes, which are long and narrow, like a fox.

The appearance of the only person who saw them off did not give them a little relief in their hearts, but they all had a bad feeling in their hearts, and his eyes were really uncomfortable.

He watched the army pass by, the corners of his mouth in an indescribable arc, until the smoke and rain covered his eyes, and he could no longer see the shadow of the army.

"I'm afraid this trip won't go too smoothly, and there may be some changes. Zhao Tianlang said.

Yesterday it was the mysterious monk, and today it is the one who has a strange send-off, and he doesn't believe that all this is just a coincidence.

Fighting a war is always not an easy task, there are too many things to prepare, even if it is like them to suppress bandits, the army marched for two days before seeing Huangshi Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, Fu Junqing found a place near the water source to set up camp, and then began to train the soldiers step by step, which was also their original plan to change the environment to train the soldiers.

Five days have passed in the blink of an eye, these five days have been very peaceful, nothing has happened, it is now late summer, and there is already some coolness in the mountains.

Wan Er hasn't been idle these days, how can he say that he is now also the commander of a thousand people, if he can't even write his own name, wouldn't it be a joke.

Training is a matter of helping Junqing, he and Zhao Tianlang are very leisurely, if there is nothing to do, go to Zhao Tianlang and let him teach him to read and write, this day can make Zhao Tianlang annoyed.

"Okay, okay, go to you and write these words a hundred times, and then come to me. Zhao Tianlang said.

A hundred times should be enough for him to write for a while, and then he can study the art of war of those predecessors with peace of mind.

He also set up a large sand table in his tent, including all the large and small forces in the barren land, pondering against the sand table every day, and arranging troops.

Manji returned to the tent and was about to sit down, when a fresh breeze blew, his head was a little dizzy, and his eyes were black, as if he was about to fall asleep.

He quickly slapped his face a few times, still wondering in his heart, when he cleared up again, the scene in front of him startled him.

He was obviously in the tent, but now in front of him was a piece of Qionglou Yuyu, the fairy aura was steaming, and from time to time there were Rui beasts walking by him, which was clearly a blessed land of the fairy family.

Wan Er couldn't help but pinch his thigh, I'm afraid he was dreaming, it was the first time he had such a lucid dream.

"Don't be surprised. An old Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and holding a dust whisk in his hand floated in, his hair was white, and he had a kind smile on his face.

"Who are you?" asked Manji.

He realized that this was not just a dream, everything in front of him was so real, real and terrifying.

If it's not a dream, then who can have such a means? It goes without saying that it was exactly what they were discussing that day, the immortals.

If it was in the past, he would probably be very happy to see the immortals, and he would bow down to it, enough for him to brag about it for a lifetime.

But now, his heart was full of depression, the conversation that day made him not have the original awe of the immortals, the other party didn't know whether he was friend or foe, his own life had been held in his hands, this sense of powerlessness really made him very uncomfortable.

"Why bother with who and who in the world, such a beautiful scenery, don't you want to walk around and see it?" said the Taoist priest.

Before Wan Er refused, he waved his hand, and a white crane appeared under Wan Er, directly lifted him up, flapped his wings, and flew into the air.

He wanted to scream, he wanted to struggle, but his heart was unusually calm, uncontrollably calm.

The Taoist priest also rode a crane to accompany him, carefully explaining various scenery to him along the way, talking elegantly and interestingly, just like a kind elder.

"It's a good place there, I don't want ordinary people to let him see it, today I have a fate with Xiaoyou, I'll take you to see it." The Taoist priest pointed to a place and said.

There was no need for Wan Er to answer, he drove the crane towards that place, and the one under Wan Er naturally followed.

It's a rippling lake, and the shore is covered with all kinds of green trees, which is so beautiful that if it were normal, Wanji would definitely linger, but now I'm not in the mood at all.

They landed directly on the edge of the lake, and the Taoist priest waved his hand at the lake, and the originally calm lake suddenly began to churn, and something was about to rush out.

Crash.

A huge curtain of water was washed up on the surface of the lake, and bits and pieces of cool water dripped down on Wan Er's body, wetting his clothes.

But he didn't seem to feel all this, his eyes stared straight at the lake, his eyes were wide in shock, this must be a scene he will never forget in his life.

Dragon, he actually saw a living dragon appear on the water, more than ten meters high, the huge scales flashed with cold light, as it breathed and breathed slightly, a pair of big horns on the hideous head rushed to the sky, the dragon's whiskers fluttered, mighty and domineering.

"How is Xiaoyou?" said the priest, his tone tinged with pride.

Wan Er was only shocked, and he didn't hear the words of the Taoist priest at all, and there were really people raising dragons.

boom

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, the sky was shaken, a large number of buildings collapsed, and the dragon was so frightened that it dived directly to the bottom of the lake again.

"Who made the mistake?" the Taoist priest was furious and scolded him.

"You're breaking the rules. A voice came, echoing through the world, and after that, the space began to crack, and everything in the middle was rapidly turning into dust.

"It's a big deal for me, I can't spare you today. The Taoist priest looked a little hideous, pointed his toes on the ground, and rushed out.

Wan Er is very familiar with that voice, he will not be mistaken, it was the mysterious monk that day, his voice left a deep impression on Wan Er, and now he actually heard his voice here, so what role is he playing? Is the Taoist priest just now friend or foe?

All this is too weird, he is just a thousand people in charge, and he belongs to the lowest echelon of forces, how can he get so many big people to pay attention?

Just when he was puzzled, this world completely collapsed, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw Zhao Tianlang's anxious face, and then there was a room full of soldiers, all of them were like Zhao Tianlang, with anxious faces.

"You're finally awake. Zhao Tianlang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw him open his eyes.

"What happened to me?" Manji asked, trying to sit up, but his head felt like a pinprick.

"I heard a report that you had fainted, so I hurried over, and we tried our best to get you awake, and if you weren't breathing, I would have thought you were dead. Fu Junqing complained, he can't be blamed, he really scared them a lot just now.

"Give me a drink. Wan Er commanded, and someone immediately sent it over, and he took a few sips of it vigorously before calming down.

He did not hide it, and told everyone in detail what had just happened.

Silence, everyone is silent, others don't know, but Zhao Tianlang knows in their hearts that this is definitely not as simple as a dream.

"Go out first. Zhao Tianlang commanded, everyone received the order, and in the blink of an eye, only the three of them were left in the tent.

"You weren't dreaming just now, you must have fallen for an illusion. Zhao Tianlang said.

"Illusion?" Manji had heard of it for the first time.

"I also read it in the book, and the simple thing is that the soul has been taken away. ”

Hearing Zhao Tianlang's explanation can startle Wan Er, he has only heard of black and white impermanence taking people's souls, but they are all dead people, and he was actually taken away by someone in broad daylight?

Although I don't know why, the Taoist priest is probably uneasy and kind. Fu Junqing said, and Zhao Tianlang also nodded, agreeing with his statement.

"How much is there in the middle?" Zhao Tianlang sighed and muttered in a low voice, it is destined that no one will answer, everything can only be explored later.