Sha Po Lang

Gu Yun frowned and recalled carefully for a moment: "It sounds familiar, I've heard of it...it seems to be some kind of god in the north?"

"It is the head of the four evil gods enshrined by eighteen tribes." Chen Qingxu said, "It is said that he has four legs, four arms, two heads and two hearts, and he is in charge of wind disasters and famines. It changes color, and all living beings will be swallowed by it, and it is the most feared god in the northern barbarian land."

Gu Yun let out a "huh", a little confused.

"I have been in the grassland for half a year, but so far I can only say that I have only tasted the voodoo techniques of the Eighteen Tribes. Its depth and origin are beyond our imagination—many voodoo techniques are related to their strange legends of evil gods. The vicious one is 'Ur Bone'." Chen Qingxu paused slightly, "'Four legs, four arms, two heads and two hearts', literally, what does Hou Ye think it sounds like?"

Gu Yun hesitated and said, "It sounds like two people are glued together."

Chen Qingxu: "That's right, the evil god Urbone devoured his brother at birth, and has gained double the divine power since then. There is an ancient witchcraft among the Eighteen Tribes. How long does it take to merge into one, and the monsters that are cultivated can gain the power of evil gods, also called 'Ur bones'."

After hearing this, Gu Yun was silent for a while, and lightly pressed his ribs. Although there was a steel plate to protect him, for some reason, he still felt pain like a needle prick in his ribs.

Chen Qingxu hurriedly said: "Master Hou, your injury..."

"It's okay," Gu Yun waved his hand, he licked his lips slightly, and asked in a slow tone, "Miss Chen, I don't understand what is meant by 'merging two people into one'?"

Chen Qingxu hesitated.

"It doesn't matter," Gu Yun said, "Just say it."

"I've heard it too, and I'm afraid it's not accurate," Chen Qingxu said in a low voice, "that is, put a pair of infants under one year old in a sealed place, without light, water, or food... one of the two will Smothered to death first, take out the dead baby and refine it with a secret method."

Gu Yun thought for a moment that the effect of the medicine on his body had passed, and his ears were no longer working, so he asked with difficulty: "...what?"

"Refining." Chen Qingxu bit the words slightly, "Then cooperate with the secret medicine of the barbarian witch as a lure, and give it to his surviving brothers bit by bit."

Gu Yun lost his voice: "Can the child still live?"

"The commander-in-chief underestimated the eighteen thousand-year-old voodoo arts," Chen Qingxu sighed, "In the lost voodoo arts, there are even records of turning the dead into zombified ones that can run and move. What's more, they use living people to refine weapons. They think that the person refined in this way...or called "Ur Bone", has infinite strength since childhood, or is different from ordinary people in intelligence, all because "he" is actually two people, four Feet and heads, can invite the power of evil gods."

Gu Yun hesitated and said: "Forgive me for my ignorance, I don't have any insights into this kind of... things, Miss Chen, I think this sounds like nonsense spread among uncivilized fools."

Chen Qingxu said: "Using our inherent knowledge and understanding, Lord Hou can regard Wuergu as a kind of poison that destroys the mind. Some lunatics are indeed infinitely more powerful than ordinary people, and they often think of things from different angles from ordinary people. , and it's nothing new to appear brilliant when you're not completely insane."

Gu Yun: "...There are still things that cannot be understood with our inherent knowledge."

Chen Qingxu said: "Commander, to tell you the truth, I sneaked into the eighteen tribes to search for voodoo techniques, not only for your eyes and ears, but also for the purpose of tracing back to the bones of Ur, but there are very few records about the barbarians. There is a rumor about an ancient barbarian general named 'Ur Bone'. He was cruel and bloodthirsty, but he was victorious in every battle. He single-handedly established the unification of eighteen tribes. He lived to be 32 years old and never married. The reason is 'neither life nor death, neither man nor woman'."

Gu Yun got goosebumps when he heard it.

Chen Qingxu: "I checked this person's death and background, and learned that his mother gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix twins, but there was no record about the girl after that, nor did she say that she died... There are two explanations for this, or The girl got lost after the family fell, or..."

The pair of dragon and phoenix twins were refined into Ur bones, the dead and the living merged into one, and the male and female grew together, so "neither life nor death, neither male nor female".

Gu Yun's hand under his ribs tightened, and Chen Qingxu asked nervously: "Master Hou, is the steel plate loose?"

Gu Yun bent down, took a long time to take a breath, and whispered: "Why would someone do such a thing?"

Chen Qingxu helped him to the side and sat down: "Usually, when the country is ruined and the family is in danger, this kind of ruthless action will be used. Blood is used as a sacrifice to enshrine the evil god's revenge. All people named Wuergu are born Sometimes, it will cause bloody turmoil."

Gu Yun: "Just now you said that it is like a poisonous poison that hurts people's minds, let's make this part clearer."

Chen Qingxu said: "Wulgu will go crazy. At first, he will be plagued by nightmares. Over time, he will become sensitive and suspicious. If he doesn't control it, he will gradually develop hallucinations. Finally..."

"So..." Gu Yun had just said two words, and his voice was so hoarse that it seemed to be cracking. He had to clear his throat vigorously to continue the sentence, "So you prescribed tranquilizers for him. scattered."

Chen Qingxu: "..."

Of course she knew who Gu Yun was referring to, so she had no choice but to acquiesce.

Gu Yun closed his eyes slightly - thinking about it, Chang Geng actually casually mentioned to him more than once that it is easy to sleep well if you are angry, but he didn't take it to heart at all, and only thought that the child followed the Chen family. I have become obsessed with studying medicine, and I make myself like a little old man talking about health preservation all day long, but it turns out that there are so many difficulties.

Gu Yun: "How far has Chang Geng reached?"

Chen Qingxu remained silent for a while.

Gu Yun: "Tell me, no matter what, I can accept it. As long as I live, I don't care whether he is crazy or stupid."

Chen Qingxu said: "Your Highness...Your Highness is determined and peaceful. Over the years, the Urb bones on his body have not flared up. He knows it in his own mind, and he is a little more restrained than ordinary people. It's just a while ago... um... ...I have suppressed it with needles, so you don't need to worry about it."

Although she spoke vaguely, Gu Yun could hear it - she had always been in a peaceful state of mind, and hadn't had any seizures, except for a while ago.

"It's because of me." He thought blankly, stood up almost like a corpse, staggered for a while, his face looked like he had just been stabbed.

Then he gave up Chen Qingxu's hand that wanted to help, and walked away in a daze. The stiff steel plate supported him, making him look like an iron puppet whose purple gold was about to burn out.

Chen Qingxu stopped at the spot for a moment, her plain face was very solemn, she couldn't help but glanced back in the direction of the capital - the wooden bird released a few days ago should have arrived in Beijing, but... the letter in her letter Is the decision written really right?

The sky in the capital was gloomy, and when the wooden bird flew by, the small figure completely merged into the oppressive black clouds, almost invisible.

Zhang Fenghan got out of a carriage, and thanked the people in the carriage: "Please trouble me to take the time to send this old man here."

Chang Geng lifted the curtain of the car, and said with a smile: "I've been staying at the military aircraft for several days, so I should go back to the Marquis Mansion to get some clothes for a change of clothes. It's just on the way, you don't have to be polite, Mr. Fenghan—but didn't the Lingshu Academy prepare a car for you? "

Zhang Fenghan doesn't care too much: "It's all used for the people below to run errands. I'm not going to Beijing. I'm an old man. I should be active. Now there are wars everywhere, and the court is using money everywhere. Let's save a little bit." A little bit, if you can't turn the tide, can't you do your best?"

Chang Geng said with a smile: "That's the reason, future generations will be taught."

Zhang Fenghan hurriedly said "Don't dare", but Chang Geng called him back and said, "Mr. Fenghan, please stay."

As he spoke, he took out Zhang Fenghan's blatant request for the emperor to lift the ban on private Ziliujin, and handed it over with both hands, "Forgive me, Fenghan, I blocked this letter on my own, and I didn't send it up—— There are no outsiders here, let me tell you something heart-rending, folk Ziliujin has always been a piece of the emperor's rebellion, since Emperor Wudi has not relaxed a day, compare your heart to your heart, Ziliujin is no different from the Jade Seal of Chuanguo to the emperor Zhi, if you are the emperor, can you allow the folks to sell radish carved jade seals without permission?"

Zhang Fenghan knew that it might be useless for him to hand in his paperwork. Either he was called back by the military plane, or he made Emperor Long'an lose his temper again. Said ", who would have thought that His Royal Highness King Yan would come to him personally to talk about it, and speak so frankly.

Zhang Fenghan's old face turned red with his frankness, and sighed: "Your Highness... Alas, your Highness is right, but I was confused for a while, and I caused trouble for Your Highness."

"I know that Feng Hangong's heart for the country and the people is the backbone of the Lingshu Academy. The life of Liang Liang has been difficult these years, and the steel armor and combat preparations depend on you alone," Chang Geng waved his hand, "We protect the It's too late for you, so why bother to talk about it?"

Zhang Fenghan was a little at a loss, but King Yan's expression was extremely sincere, and his tone didn't make people feel numb. He didn't know how to deal with it for a while, so he just said "ashamed".

"My little brother, Ge Chen, has been whispering in my ear all day since he entered the Lingshu Temple," Chang Geng joked, "I wish I could even make you love drinking monkey king and eating pickled radishes." We learned them all together, I think he is just about to buy a white hair and wear it every day."

Zhang Fenghan's old face was really red this time, and he wished he could call his new apprentice Ge Chen over and slap him, pouring all trivial things into King Yan's ears.

"Ge Chen and I grew up together in Yanhui City. When we were young, the barbarians invaded, and there was no one in his family anymore. He has been following me for so many years..." Chang Geng paused slightly, and looked at Zhang Fenghan with some embarrassment. "I'm not rambling, let's just say it. There is an unfeeling request. Ge Chen wants to ask me to tell Mr. Fenghan. He has always admired Mr. Fenghan's character and wants to recognize you... Well, to be an elder, I don't ask for anything else, I just want to serve under my knees in the future, and it can be regarded as fulfilling his wish, what do you think?"

Zhang Fenghan became short of breath for a moment.

After Ge Chen entered the capital with Shen Yi, he stayed in the capital and entered the Lingshu Academy. He was diligent, smart, and talented, and he fell in love with Zhang Fenghan, and within a few days he was accepted as a personal disciple by the old man.

But he is not without self-knowledge. In his life, Zhang Fenghan has no power and no power. He will be hated by others all day long. What benefits can he bring to others?Who can you bless?Even if he is old and desolate, who will take care of him except for a few old dogs at home?

Chang Geng looked at his expression: "Oh, I told him a long time ago that Mr. Fenghan loves to be clean and doesn't like to have such noisy things like him, so don't make it difficult, I'll just scold him for you later, don't worry , that thing has been heartless since childhood, and won't take it to heart."

Zhang Fenghan hurriedly said: "Your Highness, wait a minute! Your Highness! I... this... old man..."

When he was in a hurry, his tongue got stuck, his brow was sweating hotly, Chang Geng didn't make a sound, he watched him smile leisurely, the smile was without any haze, it was as bright and clean as a boy, with a little narrowness that was just right.

It's rare for Zhang Fenghan to see him looking immature and prudent. When he came back to his senses, he smiled helplessly and said, "Your Highness is really..."

"Then I'll talk to him, and I'll turn the corner and go home. I'll do it myself," Chang Geng said briskly, "I'll ask Xiaoge to kowtow to you on an auspicious day—by the way, just look at me now." It's going to rain, you take an umbrella from me, just in case"

Zhang Fenghan, the old prickly man who stung Li Feng's head full of hair, said goodbye to him with a smile on his face, and kept watching Yan Wang's car go away with kind eyes.

As soon as Chang Geng left, the sky turned as he had said, and it began to rain lightly.

Duke Fenghan propped up the umbrella that Chang Geng left him, feeling a little emotional for a moment, for more than half a year, wars have been followed by chaos, even though there is no peace, but as long as he looks at these young people, he feels that the towering tree on the Golden Temple of the Great Liang The big pillar hasn't collapsed yet, and those few people are still supporting it.

There are so many smart and talented people in the world, but if a person is too smart, he will always lose a little bit of blood, and he will be more inclined to be wise and protect himself. Only a truly wise and brave person will stand up first and provoke that beam before he can be saved. They come together.

Those who walk in the front are doomed to work hard, and may not have a good end, and are worthless... But Wanqian Shashuo, if there were no such few stones, wouldn't they have been washed away by thousands of generations?

Feng Hangong turned his head and saw a snow-white monk's robe flashing past at the corner of the alley, so he suppressed the smile on his face and walked over quickly.

The restaurant in Xiangmo is not as grand and dignified as Qiyuanlou in the past, it is more like a casual small tea shop, as poor as Feng Hangong, but it does not look awkward when he walks in. He puts away his folding umbrella, shakes the rainwater off it, and hears Someone knocked lightly on the wooden stairs a few times, looked up and saw Master Ran took off his wet bamboo hat, stood on the second floor and gave him a slight nod, expressing his understanding, and walked up quickly.

The two walked into the innermost private room one after the other, and there was already a middle-aged man waiting inside. The man was about 50 to [-] years old. The eyebrows are round, but if there is an official from the household department here, he will probably be very surprised-this person is Du Wanquan, the richest man in Jiangnan.

Du Wanquan made his fortune in the south of the Yangtze River. He once personally formed a caravan to go to the West. He was the only wealthy businessman in the Liang Dynasty who went to the West in person since Emperor Wu opened the sea.

Later, he moved to the Northwest and was elected as the chairman of the Ancient Silk Road Central Plains Chamber of Commerce.

As early as the Marquis of An Ding was ordered to sack his salary in the capital for self-reflection for some unknown reason, and before his return date, this big businessman with a keen sense of smell took the lead in calling the members of the chamber of commerce to evacuate in batches. It is said that this wind vane of the God of Wealth led the way in time.

No one knew how much money Du Wanquan had, and they all said that he was as rich as an enemy—of course, judging from Daliang's current poverty, being an enemy is nothing special.

Such a God of Wealth is now gathering in a rather shabby small wine shop with the monks from the Huguo Temple and the old thorns from the Lingshu Academy.

Seeing Zhang Fenghan, Du Wanquan hurriedly got up politely and let him into the upper seat, cupped his hands and said: "Please hurry up, I haven't seen my old brother for more than ten years, now it seems that you don't know me at all." It hasn’t changed, and its demeanor is even better than before.”

Zhang Fenghan declined and said, "What's the matter, I'm old."

Du Wanquan clasped his hands solemnly and said, "Before Mr. Du came to Beijing, he was dissuaded by his wife and children, fearing that the situation in the capital would not be stable, so I confess my old bones here, and I told them that Mr. Fenghan is no older than me. Is it high? When the soldiers approach the city, they are unarmed and fearless. Although I am a small businessman, I can't compare with this kind of peerless national soldier, but if I dare not even come to pay a visit afterwards, what will I do?"

Du Caishen lived in the shopping mall for a long time, and he made money with his kindness. He talked with His Royal Highness Yanwang in the same way. Before Hei, he might not be able to talk about serious business, so he had to sit at the top.

Monk Liaoran clasped his palms together, gestured and said: "Mr. Du's family has a big business, and there are many opportunities to deal with every day. Feng Hangong will rush back to the Lingshu Court in a while, so let's stop the gossip. The younger generation presumptuously raised this matter. "

As he spoke, he took out the beads in his bosom, pulled them lightly, and a string of beads fell apart. He then tore apart the largest spacer beads, and took out an old hollow wood from it. The gears are quietly displayed.

Feng Hangong and Du Wanquan looked at each other, no longer being polite, each took out a similar piece of hollow wood from his arms, the three pieces of hollow wood were placed together, attracted to each other, and slid on the table by themselves, and the gears inside were connected to each other. Bite together, and in the blink of an eye, they fit together perfectly, forming the upper part of a wooden sign with the word "Lin" on it.

"The last time this sign was put together was more than 200 years ago," Du Wanquan sighed, "The last time the ancestors entrusted this item to Emperor Taizu, they did not choose the wrong person, and in exchange for 200 years The peaceful and prosperous age has now been handed down to our generation, I hope we can still choose the right one this time... Today, master Mingming summoned 'Linyuan', there must be someone to choose."

Liao Ran gestured and said: "Mr. Zhong and Chen's family are on the front line, and no one can come. A few days ago, Mr. Zhong entrusted someone to bring his opinion and the wooden sign that he kept. Miss Chen's place is chaotic, and people are a little further away. , haven’t seen it yet, but I reckon it’s just a day and a half.”

Du Wanquan glanced at the Linyuan wooden sign on the table, sat upright and said solemnly: "Master, please tell me."

"Amitabha," Qing Ran clasped his hands together and lowered his head, "a man left a move for the besieged capital through the wooden bird of Linyuan Pavilion since the beginning of the war. Take the throne—”

When Zhang Fenghan heard this, he immediately echoed: "I agree with the person the master said. I have had the most contact with His Royal Highness King Yan in the imperial court. Although he is young, he has both ability and integrity. I am willing to entrust this wooden plaque to him— ——I am ashamed to say that this old thing of mine has been idle for many years, and it will be of no use at the critical moment. When I heard the battle report from the front line, I was stunned. ...Mr. Du, what do you say?"

The two people on the table looked at Du Wanquan at the same time. Du Wanquan thought for a while, but didn't respond for a while, and said tactfully, "His Royal Highness King Yan has a high status, and I have never met him before, but I heard that His Royal Highness once studied under Mr. Zhong, and also had a relationship with Mr. Zhong." The Chen family has friendship, those two must know better, how about waiting for them?"

Xiaoran took out a wooden bird from his bosom, and there was a very thin seal on the wooden bird's belly, intact.

"This is Mr. Zhong's," said clearly, "The poor monk has not opened it yet, please."

Du Wanquan rubbed his hands together, and said embarrassedly, "You're welcome, Du."

After he finished speaking, he carefully lifted the seal, opened the belly of the bird, and took out the fourth wooden sign from it.

Putting this piece together, the word "Yuan" is more than half spelled out, leaving only one corner, and a piece of sea pattern paper from Zhong Chan is pressed under the wooden sign.

Zhang Fenghan said: "Mr. Zhong is teaching His Royal Highness King Yan how to send troops and how to ride and shoot. What kind of affection is that? No way..."

His voice stopped suddenly, and he saw Du Wanquan spread the sea pattern paper of General Zhong Chan on the table, and the note read: "This son has the talent to make peace with the world, but his childhood was too rough, and although he was young, he was kind. , After middle age, it may not be the same, and there is a hidden danger of 'Ur bone', I hope you will be careful."