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"Bang!"

Wu Sangui was furious, the tea cup in his hand was crushed by him, and the blood mixed with the porcelain pieces flowed drippingly.

"What do you say? Say it again!"

The soldiers who were half-kneeling on the ground trembled and could not speak. "General...... This...... I really don't blame ......."

"Boom!"

One stumbled, and the pro-soldier was finally kicked to the ground by the impatient Wu Sangui.

"I led the troops to fight in the north and south, except for the soldiers of the Holy Son of Heaven, which time was not invincible? Now you tell me that in this small poor border village, 5,000 elite soldiers have been lost in just five days, are you impatient?"

This pro-soldier was also quite respected by Wu Sangui in the past, but today's news is too terrifying. The pursuit and killing of the remnants of the Southern Ming Dynasty, especially Zhu Youlang, is related to the morale of the rebels and the Qing Dynasty. With an army of 70,000 people, 30,000 Manchurian and Mongolian iron cavalry, known as 200,000 troops, sent to southern Xinjiang.

However, in just five days, the spies came to report that more than 5,000 soldiers had been lost in the army, how could you let him accept it? Not to mention that he had not yet come into contact with the remnants of the defeated army of the small court of the Southern Ming Dynasty!

"General, it's not that our army is not brave and good at fighting, it's really these southern barbarians who are ruthless and treacherous. Aggression is like wind and fire, and it will leave as soon as it is touched, and it will never drag mud and water. The poisonous methods are difficult to prevent and difficult to defend, and the smoke and poison miasma do not dissipate all day long, and the opposite side does not know the scene of the characters. It's hard to give full play to the strengths of our army!"

If this person has Pang Xian's insight, he will definitely sigh: The enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy retreats and I pursue, the enemy is stationed and disturbs us, and the enemy is tired and I fight, and this group of thieves knows the essence of guerrilla warfare. But now I can only bear the wrath of General Pingxi.

was explaining the reason for the inner part, and saw Wu Sangui's face gradually change, surprise and surprise turned into horror, and his fingers trembled and pointed at himself, which made people confused.

It turned out that this soldier's face was dotted with spots, and the small black spots inside were as small as mosquito eggs at first, but they grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, protruding from his face full of numbness, and turned into pus pockets silently.

"Crackle...... Crackle ......"

The pustule burst, and rows of yellow slurry slid down his cheeks, but he didn't realize it.

"Buzz...... Buzz ......"

Countless green-headed flies flew up from the ruptured tire, finally causing him to wake up. Both hands grabbed his head violently, and the bloody yellow water filled his head, making it look more and more hideous and terrifying.

But this also urged the Gu worms to multiply faster, from the wound cracks, from the corners of the eyes, from the nostrils, one by one the flies the size of broad beans fluttered their wings and flew with a buzzing sound. The room is full of fine light, and it is transformed into a beautiful starry sky.

This situation didn't stimulate Wu Sangui's scalp to tingle.

"Quick, protect the general!" the sound of drawing the sword sounded one after another.

"Ah...... Ah......" howled miserably.

How could ordinary methods deal with the strange and unpredictable Miao Jiang insect Gu?

Watching his soldiers fall one by one, Wu Sangui could only keep retreating. The green-headed fly followed the qi and blood, burrowed into the corpse, gnawed at the internal organs, brain and skull plasma, and after a while, a nest of worms and Gu was overwhelming, and Ying Ying flew up.

At that time, I suddenly heard a Buddha horn, and the Sanskrit sound shook the sky.

A wheel of light leaped in from outside the tent, scorching and shining like the sun. Accompanied by the sound of Buddha, a bird's claw sticks out of the aperture.

"Chirp!"

Birdsong, high-pitched and piercing.

I saw that the light wheel was colorful, and the glow was endless. The thirteen layers of aperture flashed with streamers, and the runes were dense, like countless tadpole fish texts, and the essence light burst out, meandering away.

Among them, the eleventh layer of the light wheel, thousands of spells are like birds flying in the sky, converging into an even larger divine immortal bird. The bird feathers are shining, the golden-winged kun head, and the probe claws stretch out of the light wheel, as if they want to be above the nine heavens.

The immeasurable green-headed fly Gu was shocked by his breath, and the stars flew like a shower, spreading a layer of insect corpses on the ground, mixed with cerebral plasma and blood water, and the fishy smell was full of mess.

There are also thousands of female Gu who are even more ferocious, with green heads and red eyes, spitting black smoke and red flames, flying all over the sky, and directly disturbing the black smoke miasma.

In Wu Sangui's horrified eyes, the golden-winged Dapeng bird leaped out of the curse wheel, spread its wings and raised its head and hissed. The wings are covered in light and colorful, and the colors are extremely bright.

"Sizzle......

The bird's beak was lightly raised, a mouthful of mysterious qi was sprayed, and thousands of strands of golden silk red threads soared, sweeping the sky. In the blink of an eye, he surrounded the room full of flies, sucked it violently, and all of them landed in the belly of the golden-winged Dapeng eagle.

The curse wheel is shiran, suspended in mid-air, thirteen layers of halo, brilliant light, reflecting the auspicious light in the big tent, and the evil atmosphere and demonic aura are swept away.

Wu Sangui, who was lucky to be saved, was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to worship:

"Thank you Master for saving me!"

The Buddha's light flowed, and with a slight swing, a white-eyed monk with white eyebrows hanging down his knees and sitting in the air appeared from the inner circle. The monk smiled, bowed his chin and said:

"They all belong to the Holy Son of Heaven, why bother to say thank you!"

Without any extra movements, the thirteen layers of light at the back of his head turned into a streamer with him, breaking through the air and leaving.

Leaving only blood everywhere, Wu Sangui, who was full of insects and corpses, stood on the spot, and his heart gave birth to infinite awe of the methods of gods and Buddhas.

............

The sky above the camp of the Qing army was full of anger and turmoil.

Three miles away, on the hillside stood two tall and solemn monks. One dressed in a black robe, holding a corpse staff, and stepping on a blood lotus is none other than King Cangjie. A man with white eyebrows and a beard, with thirteen layers of light wheels hanging behind his head, is like a god and a saint.

"Senior brother, why did you allow the soldiers to be harmed by the barbarian Gu poison in the past few days, preventing me from casting spells for treatment?"

Cangjie looked at his senior brother Inzabuti, the two of them practiced Buddhism together in the Jisa Po Snow Mountain, because they held different ideas, and they were not opponents, so they went to the grassland in a fit of anger and practiced the six-armed Dahei Tianfa with the help of herdsmen's beliefs.

Three years ago, he subdued the demons of the outer realms, survived the third great heavenly demon tribulation, and became the first person in Tibetan Buddhism. I wanted to go back to the mountain to show off my might, but I found that my senior brother didn't know what opportunity he had, and his Taoism was not bad, so he could only return in a huff.

This time, he followed the army to capture the Emperor of the Southern Ming Dynasty, but in fact, he wanted to attack Lianping Mountain and recapture the treasure of Mount Tai. It's just that he is not sure that he can win the battle, and he thinks that he will not fight with himself with the pedantic nature of his junior brother, so he went to persuade him to have this trip to southern Xinjiang.

"Senior brother, you don't know that Wu Sangui has a backlash, and he will definitely set off a catastrophe of swords in the future. I will give a shock first, so that I will not be troubled in the future. In this way, he can be treated with a spell to make him awe and grateful. ”

Inzabuti lamented, "The intrigue in the world has added countless troubles, why bother!

King Cangjie snorted coldly: "Senior brother is asking for trouble, the world is willing to fall, and they are happy, so why worry about them." The most important thing now is that it is serious to think of breaking the ghost formation of the Demon Cave in Lianping Mountain. ”

"Hey!!" Although Inzabuti's meritorious deeds are high, he often listens to his junior and younger brothers.

As he spoke, he pointed to the back of his head, and the Maha Wheel was blazing, like a round of the sun rising into the sky, spell runes flew up, and a golden-winged Dapeng eagle jumped out of the sun. (To be continued.) )