Yan ghost

The ghosts disappeared one after another, and the cavalry came one after another.

Whistles sounded on the shallows, one long and two short.The puppet agreed before going into the water that one long whistle is a warning, two short whistles is a withdrawal, and three short whistles is an attack.But not all villains have time to go back, especially those who have gone as far as Xiang Yan.

The leader of the cavalry jumped off his horse and leaned over to salvage Yan Fengzhu.They swam away desperately, but were trapped by the leader's cuffs.The giant hand picked up the wooden armor, saw that the limbs were broken, put it back into the water, and went to check the other pair.The two quietly poked their heads out from the side of their arms, stepping on the folds of their clothes and the gaps in their armor to climb all the way.

All the cavalry dismounted and searched.Soon the leader realized that there were no survivors here, and swung his sword to fetch water.

"What's going on?" The voice came from above, not from the leader.Looking at Yan Fengzhu and nodding, he crawled towards the leader's shoulders one after another.

"One step too late, all dead." The leader said.

"Is it Yan Fangjun?"

"did not see it."

"Strange, I haven't seen it here either."

The two climbed onto the shoulders and found that the sound came from the black gold helmet worn by the leader.They probed into the interior, and saw that the inner wall was slightly glowing.Xiang Yan touched the lines with his hand and read out that it was a psychic spell.

Feng Zhu looked out, the leader found the white donkey and wanted to take it down.The white donkey fled, but the leader ordered people to surround him.Feng Zhu came back and said, "We can't let them kill Luo Cheng, otherwise no one will know how to go back."

"I have a solution." Xiang Yan drew several swords on the psychic talisman.

The leader came to the white donkey and cut it off with a sword.Suddenly, Wujin Helmet said: "No!"

"why?"

"Uh... If you kill it, the soul inside will disappear. If there are people inside, wouldn't it be killing innocent people indiscriminately—" The leader resolutely chopped the donkey into two pieces, and the soul screamed and flew out.

"You are wrong, not the common people."

The leader glanced at the soul in the sky, and cautiously looked inside the donkey.He stretched out his hand to pick it out, and the little donkey was stabbed in an ant's nest, overflowing wildly.He smashed it with the palm of his hand and smashed it, and there were dozens of ghosts.The soldiers on the side recognized the ghosts and said one after another, "It's Yanfang Army!"

At this time, a person came forward.This person is just like the leader, much more delicate than other dolls, probably a lieutenant general or something.He picked up a few figurines and exclaimed: "How can there be such a small puppet—" He said oops, the puppet chopped off his palm, and he was so frightened that he kept shaking his hands and throwing them into the water.

The boss went on a killing spree, crushing donkeys and villains wantonly, and thousands of ghosts rose up like black clouds, fighting against the boss to vent their anger.

"Don't kill me..." Xiang Yan said.

"What's wrong?" asked the leader.

"Those souls will soon disappear."

The leader threw the two halves of the donkey to the lieutenant general, looked up at the group of ghosts, suddenly pointed at one person, and said angrily, "Luo Cheng, it's you."

"Who are you?" Luo Cheng waved his hand, and all the ghosts dispersed.

The boss didn't answer.He noticed that Luo Cheng was becoming transparent, so he asked, "Where is the map?"

"It turned out that they came from looking for a map." Luo Cheng replied unintentionally.

Xiang Yan pointed out: "Check the donkey's legs." The leader informed his subordinates, and he really got the map.You can look at the picture, and frown again.Luo Cheng laughed.

The leader ordered the lieutenant general: "Enchant him with a soul." The lieutenant cast a spell, but at this time Luo Cheng was already surrounded by evil winds, and the lieutenant general's mana was weak and he had no way to do anything.

Luo Cheng flew up to the sky, and shouted: "Wei Wang! You are not here, those people only care about fighting for power and profit, tricking me into this kind of mission that never comes back, it's boring! I'm going to see you now—"

Ghosts dissipate into the night sky.The leader rubbed the map tightly in his hand, suddenly realized something was wrong, and took off the black gold helmet.The long hair hangs down, but there is no villain on the shoulder.

"Jump!" Xiang Yan and Feng Zhu leaned against the inner wall of their helmets, and both jumped down.The leader noticed something flying out, and immediately lowered his head to look for it, but he saw water splashing everywhere, but he still didn't see the villain.

The lieutenant asked: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." The leader caressed the scratches on the helmet and said, "The psychic charm is broken. Ask me how to fix it." After saying that, he handed the helmet to the lieutenant general.

Feng Zhu couldn't find Xiang Yan in the water, so he guessed that he didn't escape the leader.Seeing that the leader got on his horse and led the army away, he got into the boots of the lieutenant beside him.

The army set up camp.The lieutenant entered the account and lit an oil lamp.There was also a voice from the deputy general's helmet just now, saying to him: "Repairing the rune is very simple, just smooth the scratches and deepen them. If not, you can refer to your own share."

"Smooth the scratches." The lieutenant held up a small file and polished it finely.He blew the dust, but felt that the scratches were not smoothed out, so he repeated it several times until he was satisfied.

"Next, deepen the rune." The lieutenant turned out the carving knife, suddenly squinted, and let out a oops.The rune was scratched out of sight by him.He hurriedly took off his helmet and put the two together.But the original runes were extremely complicated, and the knife had been held up in the air for a long time, but it still didn't dare to make a move.

"It's better to trace it first to be safe." The deputy general got up and said "pen, pen", and found that there was no one in the account, so he went outside to look for it.

Feng Zhu walked out from behind the helmet, read the complete rune, walked to the smoothed helmet, drew out the dagger, and knelt down to carve.

Just as he was about to finish engraving, something soft pressed against his head suddenly, and black water flowed across his eyes.He looked back, and the lieutenant raised a pen and turned it around.

"You scratched the helmet, and you came to make trouble again." The deputy general held the pen, chasing Fengzhu's painting.Feng Zhu was afraid that the painting would damage the helmet, so he ran away immediately.But no matter how he ran, the opponent could easily point to him.One stroke after another, until the whole body is blackened.

The lieutenant had had enough fun, and put the belly of his pen across Feng Zhu's body to overwhelm him, intending to kill him.Holding the pen holder in his hand, Feng Zhu said in a voice: "I am helping you restore the runes."

"Will you be so kind?"

"Luo Cheng is dead. Only by helping you can I find a way to leave here."

"You don't want to avenge your general?"

"I am not from Yanfang, and he is not my general."

The deputy general was dubious.Feng Zhu didn't want to say more, he just said: "Let me fix the rune first, and then it won't be too late to think about it."

The lieutenant thought it was okay, so he took a kettle to rinse the ink for him.He covered the person in his cuffs and dried them, and returned the helmet.

Feng Zhu quickly repaired the rune.The lieutenant general played with the helmet, saw a faint blue light, and nodded.Just at this time, someone reported outside the door: "It's not good, someone has an accident." The lieutenant stood up, Feng Zhu jumped into his hand, and he placed it on his shoulder.Feng Zhu quietly hid in the lieutenant's ponytail.

They went outside the tent with others, and saw a person lying on the ground, surrounded by a group of soldiers.

One person said: "Just now we were sitting here warming our clothes by the fire, and he suddenly collapsed."

The lieutenant squatted down to check, but no scars could be seen.Feng Zhu said: "Take him apart for inspection first."

"But I won't."

"I teach you."

The lieutenant turned his head to the side and said: "Bring me the tools." Under Feng Zhu's guidance, the lieutenant easily pried open the doll's chest.

"How could this be?" Feng Zhu was amazed, he had never seen such an internal structure.

"Are you really good at repairing?" the lieutenant wondered.

Feng Zhu didn't answer, just said: "What a thick cotton layer..."

The lieutenant general said: "I heard that it is to prevent the attack of firecrackers."

Feng Zhu asked: "Why can't you see the central organ? The rest of the organs are also in the wrong place."

The lieutenant general replied: "It was hidden on purpose, so that it would not be fatal if attacked by the enemy."

"So that's it." Feng Zhu said, "Look, two strings are broken on the chest, and the hands and feet are also broken. If the mechanism is not damaged, repair the strings, and he will be able to get up."

"It's that simple?" The deputy general rolled up his sleeves and began to repair it by himself without saying much.

Feng Zhu was surprised: "Have you ever changed the strings?" Just now he clearly said no.

The lieutenant said: "My brother taught me."

Feng Zhu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said: "Look at the right arm." The lieutenant gave a wow, and found that there was a villain hiding in the dark.

The leader was lying on his side in the tent and had been asleep for a while.

Xiang Yan tore the thin plain undershirt with his hands, and climbed up unsteadily.On one side is the leader's back, like a white and slippery cold jade mountain, he sticks it to it from time to time, shaking it tremblingly.Back and forth, a woody scent of skin is blown out, which is his favorite smell.

Just now he and Feng Zhu jumped down together, accidentally fell into the back of the leader's neck, and slid all the way into the coat.The leader was wearing armor, and his clothes were tightly tied up so that no water leaked out, so he couldn't find a way out.Only in the middle of the night, when the leader changed clothes and went to sleep, did he wait for an opportunity to escape.

He went all the way through the mountains and ridges, and finally touched his forehead and saw the exit.Just about to go out, he suddenly stopped.

The leader had a blueprint on his chest.This is hidden in the inner garment, and it never leaves the body when sleeping, so it is extremely important.He tried his best to pull the drawing, but it was like a mayfly shaking a tree, and it didn't work at all.

He slipped back into the woody-scented undershirt and rolled on the boss's chest.The leader felt itchy, scratched it twice, and tore off his clothes.

"No, no, don't do this." Xiang Yan was embarrassed and wanted to cover up his clothes for others, but he couldn't do anything, so he could only let the boss cool off.

He got under the paper, came to a small hillside, and ventured to caress nearby.The boss snorted, and slapped him with one hand, almost killing him with one slap.He curled up in the ridges and creases of the paper, twisted his body, and the hills rose.

The leader finally couldn't bear it and pulled out the paper.But he still holds it under his hands and refuses to let go.Xiang Yan fiddled around at the foot of the leader's Five Fingers Mountain.With a flick of the leader's finger, he rolled aside.The paper turned over a little bit, but it was a pity that it was not turned over much, and it was folded back upside down all of a sudden, which slapped him in the face.He got up and tried again, and this time he just rolled out, flipping off the mattress.

He staggered up, and was delighted to find that the paper had been folded in two and fully unfolded.The paper hangs down under the mattress, and the head is turned sideways, but unfortunately the light is too dark to see anything clearly.He grabbed the paper and crawled back, burrowing into the boss's palm.He lightly poked upwards with the sword a few times, the leader moved his hand and dragged the paper back, until it was completely spread out on the mattress.

Xiang Yan climbed onto the back of the leader's hand, looked down at the map, and said happily, "This picture of mountains and rivers is much better than the general's map, and the image is freehand."

The scenery painted in the picture is neither like Chilan nor Rouyi.The landform is peculiar, there is a canyon outside the desert, a dense forest behind the canyon, and an ice field at the end of the dense forest.The sky in the distance is even more interesting. Although it is shrouded in clouds and mist, there is a clear boundary. When the rain hits the boundary, it bounces back like hitting a jade plate.On the right side of the map of mountains and rivers is a row of graphic annotations, full of monsters, long-legged people full of bullet marks, and mirages buried in the sand.The monsters are of different sizes, and they are all drawn in proportion.

Finally, seeing the bottom of the painting, he sat down on the floor in amazement.He secretly said: No wonder there are no countries and borders around.But it is so ingenious, if it is not a heavenly craftsman, it is impossible to do it, Yanfang is really a strange person.

Just as Xiang Yan was thinking, the map in front of him suddenly became smaller.He turned his head, but saw the leader's face approaching rapidly.