In the early morning of the next day, Ye Zhiqiu, who had just revealed the white of the fish belly in the eastern sky and slept very shallowly, woke up leisurely, got up and pushed open the windproof cloth door of the tent, took a deep breath, and the cold air suddenly poured into his lungs, and then slowly exhaled the turbidity in his body.

Day and night alternate, the sun and moon rotate in turn, and the mystery of the cycle of heaven and earth is hidden. Ye Zhiqiu knew the background of the era he was in, but he didn't know much about the structure of this world itself, whether it was a world with a round sky or a galaxy universe, it was still impossible to know.

Looking around, the early soldiers take turns to draw water and wash, because they are now marching according to military law, there are people who are responsible for preparing breakfast, and most of the smoke is cooking porridge on the stove, and the food that accompanies the meal is pickled vegetables and five-colored beans, and everyone is full of portions.

Ye Zhiqiu found that the personal soldiers of the "Xuande Gong" were the same for the specially prepared breakfast, which was no different from the soldiers, the only difference was that there were a few more simmering bird eggs in his bowl, which was estimated to be accidentally discovered by the soldiers when they were drawing water by the river, so they picked it up and added food to the lord.

It didn't take long for the sound of porridge drinking in the temporary station, and the people on duty at night also took turns to get food. After a short rest, with Liu Bei's order, the entire camp began to pack up and prepare to set off again.

Ye Zhiqiu lived in a simple one-person tent, even if he did it alone, he cleaned it up very quickly, folded the thick cloth of the tent in two or three clicks, and took out all the five poles of one large, four and small, and did not hand them over to others, but put them on his own flat carriage.

He pursed his lips and whistled, and the spiritual horse took the initiative to trot over, and walked into the front by himself, Ye Zhiqiu put down the yoke with his hand, stuck it at its neck, and then hung the pin to fix it, and finally pulled out the wooden wheel, which is a wooden block that prevents the wheel from turning, and is used to fix and stabilize the parts of the carriage. When driving, the wood must be taken away first, and the car can be rotated, so the departure is also called the start.

Although there was a skilled handlebar style in this mixed team of foot riders, the first person to take the carriage out of the temporary station and wait near the post road was the little-known "clerk" Ye Zhiqiu.

This scene fell in the eyes of "Xuande Gong", and he couldn't help nodding slightly, without asking the left and right staff, he knew the identity of the scribe in miscellaneous silk clothes, after all, his memory was far beyond ordinary people.

Ye Zhiqiu sat quietly in the front seat of the two-wheeled carriage and waited, and after a long time, people came over one after another, arranged according to yesterday's marching order, and from time to time there was talk and laughter, all of which were deliberately pressed very lightly, which shows that Liu Bei's army attaches great importance to the law, but in a few years, this private army has been trained into a strong army.

The sparse team was filled in a blink of an eye, and when the "Xuande Gong" came to the forefront surrounded by the two righteous brothers, after an order, the mixed infantry team immediately started.

Leaving Anqing County, but at noon, the team walked out of the boundary of Youzhou and entered Zhongshan Kingdom, where Zhang and Su were two wealthy businessmen. According to the marching plan, Zhang Shiping's manor will be spent tonight, and someone has already taken care of it in front of him, but the best way to go is here, and if you continue to move forward, the chance of encountering rebels and bandits will be doubled.

Ye Zhiqiu still stayed in the traffic where the soldiers were, because of his performance this morning, he, the so-called weak scholar, won a lot of favor, after all, he did not delay his feet, and he also set an excellent example, which was enough to dispel the concerns of these soldiers from the army and attract some people to take the initiative to get acquainted.

When the team passed through a mountain pass, Ye Zhiqiu was keenly aware of the faint death breath and the smell of rotting corpses, and he estimated in his heart that there must be a killing caused by the passing of rebels and homeless people nearby, resulting in the corpses being left unburied, so this strange smell was emitted.

"Strange! I feel a little uneasy, isn't this a peaceful place?"

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly had a whim, and found that the eyes of someone nearby were full of cold and poisonous malice, and his right hand was immediately pressed on the magic sword attached to the power of Beidou.

His actions immediately attracted the attention of the nearby armor soldiers, after all, they were the victors killed with swords and guns in the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the intuition of the martial artists was not much inferior to Ye Zhiqiu's inspiration, and they also noticed the strangeness of the neighborhood, and tacitly kept quiet, adjusting their sitting posture quietly, and their bodies were as relaxed as possible, but they could be thrown into battle at any time.

This mixed team of infantry and cavalry completed the preparation for engagement while the wheels kept rolling forward. When Ye Zhiqiu saw this scene, he couldn't help but nod lightly, and then his eyes passed through the traffic crowd and saw the palm of the left hand of the "Xuande Gong" in the front against the hilt of the sword.

The person who was lurking nearby, peeking on this team, immediately understood that he was exposed, but he didn't care about it, and simply broke through the ground.

I only heard a "bang", the broken earth and stones fell one after another, a black shadow jumped out of the ground, hovering in mid-air, three feet from the ground, the black robe with large sleeves, the corners of the white lotus pattern, but gathered into five white bone skeletons, it does not look like the real person of the Orthodox Xuanmen, but it is the wind of the evil monk.

Ye Zhiqiu saw the lotus pattern moving in the wind, and suddenly remembered the black corpse Taoist who died in his hands, and the corners and sleeves of his clothes were also similarly decorated, and suddenly remembered his selfless cry before he died, and his heart was inexplicably excited.

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it. I hit the small one, and an old one came out! The routine is too vulgar. ”

Unexpectedly, this Taoist who was covered in black gas, his face was faintly invisible, and his feet were suspended in the air by the monster fog and monster wind, but his mouth was the number of bandits who occupied the mountain as the king, "I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, if you pass here, leave to buy road wealth."

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but stretch out his hand to put his forehead on his forehead, he didn't know what to say, and secretly slandered in his heart: "I always thought that a Qi refiner who sought the Tao was not a hermit in the mountains and wilderness, at least he was also an open-minded outsider, how could he be so unbearable?"

At the front of the team, Guan Yu squinted his eyes and looked at the Taoist in mid-air, he was in charge of reconnaissance and scouting, I don't know why there were evil Dao demons in ambush but didn't find it, he secretly cursed "Demon Dao", and his right hand holding the Qinglong Yanyue Knife tightened suddenly.

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were sharp, and he saw that the second master's blood was surging, almost like wolf smoke reaching the sky, and he secretly wondered in his heart: "It is worthy of the legendary martial saint, and now the essence in the body is so abundant, no wonder he can fight for a long time without slacking off, and he can be arbitrarily vertical and horizontal on the battlefield." If you are familiar with it in the future, you must ask the second master for advice. ”

The Taoist who was flying through the clouds and mist noticed the murderous aura of the general, like a frenzied tide surging towards him, and he unexpectedly took out a magic hammer, five white bones and skulls were gathered, and there were ghost seals at the center of the eyebrows, like the vertical eyes of ancient beasts.

"Open!"

With the Daoist giving the order with the magic hammer, the floating soil near the post road suddenly stirred, and then, one by one, the decayed and withered bone hands broke through the ground, and the corpses of the people who had been dead for a long time struggled to stand up.

When Ye Zhiqiu saw this scene, his brows furrowed slightly, and he remembered what the Yellow Turban Qu Shuai Yu Poison had said: "The technique of soul rejuvenation! There is no smell of soul rejuvenation incense, there is no prohibition in the yin and yang realm, it is very easy to get out of control...... Perhaps this is what this Taoist intended. In my opinion, this is completely heresy!"

"Kill!"