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The years do not live, the seasons flow.

In half a moon, Shen Zhaoxue and Ye Henwan arrived at Beiyun, and as soon as she entered the city gate, Shen Zhaoxue felt the desolation blowing towards her face.

A few solitary leaves hang from the withered branches, and a few bright-eyed, black-bodied crows stand on the branches. When they see people, they yell ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

There were a few messy footsteps on the dusty road, and there was a corpse in the grass in the distance. The flesh and flesh had been eaten away, leaving only the white bones exposed.

Blowflies surrounded the corpse, and they crawled greedily on the corpse.

A row of soldiers in the distance ran towards them with neat steps and swords on their waists.

"Master Shen?" The soldier at the head saw Shen Zhaoxue, raised his knife and bowed respectfully.

Shen Zhaoxue saw the hesitation in his eyes, he waved his hand to make people get up.

"It's been tiring, but I have to trouble you to walk with us for a while." The soldier stood in front of Shen Zhaoxue's horse.

Shen Zhaoxue nodded and followed the soldier.

The houses along the way were dilapidated, the door was thrown far away on the ground, and the walls were covered with dark red blood and corpses. Although it was a city, it was overgrown with weeds.

The soldier led him to the gate of the city in the middle of the city, surrounded by a three-foot-high moat, and with the wave of the soldier, the people in the city put down the high hanging wooden boards and let Shen Zhaoxue and his party come over.

"Master Shen." The leading general stood at the gate of the city, half kneeling, and saluted him.

Shen Zhaoxue pulled the rein of the horse and nodded to him.

The general got up and saw that Shen Zhaoxue was a pale-faced scholar, and showed disdain, but he couldn't say anything, so he said that the journey was hard.

"This is Jiang Biechen, General Jiang." The soldier introduced Shen Zhaoxue.

Shen Zhaoxue nodded, called him, and got off the horse.

Jiang Biechen had sharp brows and starry eyes, his face was cold and hard, and his skin was a little dark due to frequent sun exposure, but this also made his teeth white.

"I'm from a pariah. If Master Shen calls me like that, I'll be offended." Jiang Biechen held the sword in his right hand, and scratched his head in embarrassment when he yelled like that.

Shen Zhaoxue handed the horse rope to the attendant at the side, and walked with Jiang Biechen.

"General Jiang, you're being polite. Zhaoxue is new here, and I still have some puzzles in many places. I hope the general can give me some advice." Shen Zhaoxue saluted modestly.

Although Jiang Biechen looked down on him from the bottom of his heart, he didn't dare to show him face, so he could only politely say to him, "Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it."

"On the contrary, Mr. Shen is very knowledgeable and has won His Majesty's favor. He has become both a military officer and a civil servant."

Shen Zhaoxue smiled awkwardly, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Biechen invited him into the barracks to welcome him. The banquet served some rough food, not as delicate and delicious as the one in the palace.

"Master Shen, don't be surprised, there is a shortage of supplies here in Beiyun. These are already the most delicious delicacies we can produce. Although they are not as good as the palace dishes eaten by Your Majesty, they are still barely full."

Jiang Biechen never left Di Yunge's words, both inwardly and outwardly mocking him for recognizing his own status.

Shen Zhaoxue ignored him, picked up the steamed bun and bit it off.

"Monsters come and go at night, Mr. Shen had better not walk around casually. If you are caught by a monster and become your wife, then I will be sorry for Your Majesty." Jiang Biechen also picked up the steamed bun and bit it down, like a wolf eating meat. Tear off a large piece in one bite.

"General Lao Jiang is troublesome. Instead of thinking about Zhaoxue's safety, General Jiang should first think about the food of the people." Shen Zhaoxue smiled at him, "I can't eat this food without a good tooth."

Jiang Biechen picked up the steamed bun and smiled at him, "The weak will eat the strong, and the capable will eat."

"The weak with dry bones." Jiang Biechen ate the steamed buns in one gulp, and smiled at him with his white teeth, like a wolf with sharp teeth.

The banquet ended in a hurry, Shen Zhaoxue walked out of his camp, and the attendants at the side put a cloak on him.

Shen Zhaoxue exhaled, and walked quickly towards the tent that Jiang Biechen had arranged for him.

"Who is this Jiang Biechen?" Shen Zhaoxue asked the guard for news while walking.

"He, he committed some crimes in his family, and all the families were killed. He was exiled here because of his young age. After the monsters took over his homeland, he joined the army and killed monsters all the way. He was quite popular. Made a grass general."

"Seeing you coming, he was quite dissatisfied, so he said those words." The attendant told Shen Zhaoxue everything he knew.

Shen Zhaoxue nodded to him as she knew.

From this point of view, I'm afraid it's a bit tricky, not to mention Jiang Biechen's unwillingness to hand over power to him, just the monsters and supplies are enough for him.

Shen Zhaoxue looked at the half-waned moon in the sky and sighed, rolled up her sleeves, and said thoughtfully, "How about Your Majesty?"

"It's going well. Wen Chengren's party has been imprisoned by His Majesty, and the court will be cleared soon."

Hearing that Di Yunge was progressing smoothly, Shen Zhaoxue heaved a sigh of relief, and walked towards his tent.

The note contained in the wooden box directed him to come here, and the amber key under the box did not know where to open it.

After a day of exhaustion, Shen Zhaoxue took a rest early.

In the middle of the night, there are a few critters screaming alone outside the tent. They tell their stories hoarsely, but no one can understand them, so they can only be solitary insects.

Suddenly, the insects outside the tent stopped chirping for an instant, as if their voices had been cut off.

Shen Zhaoxue's sleep was very light, almost instantly he turned over with a knife in hand, stood by the tent and listened carefully to the movement outside.

"Fucking sternness, you know how to blackmail me with money every day, can't you live without you?"

The figure outside the tent spoke words that Shen Zhaoxue could not understand.

"Who are you?" Shen Zhaoxue walked towards the tent door step by step with a knife in hand.

"W, who said that? Startled me!" The person outside the tent was also startled when he heard the sound, he hurriedly looked left and right and said in fear, "Could it be that son of strictness?"

Shen Zhaoxue moved quickly and put the knife on the man's neck in a short while, "Who sent you?"

The man was dressed in gray, wearing a hair crown, neat sideburns, thick eyebrows, high nose, red lips and white teeth. He was a beautiful man.

"Brother, my own, my own, put down the knife." The man raised his hand a little scared, but his words were still strange.

Shen Zhaoxue frowned, a little puzzled by what this man said.

"If you don't say anything else, I'll kill you." Shen Zhaoxue's hand holding the knife pressed into his throat a little more.

"Precise, brat! Someone is going to kill me."

The man called out a name, and just when Shen Zhaoxue was puzzled, a human figure flashed out, holding the sword that Shen Zhaoxue was pressing against the man's throat with one hand, and Shen Zhaoxue raised his eyebrows coldly.

"Who are you who dares to hurt my master?" The young man in his early twenties looked cold.

"Yunguo, Shen Zhaoxue." Shen Zhaoxue couldn't move a single bit while he was holding the sword.

The young man also reported his name, "Penglai Pavilion, rigorous. This is my master, Shen Mu."

Penglai Pavilion, a cultivator of immortals?

Shen Zhaoxue frowned.

Penglai is indeed a little close to Beiyun, and this person seems to have come from afar. Could it be that they came to get rid of demons?

Seeing Shen Zhaoxue frowning, the boy took the lead in throwing Shen Zhaoxue's sharp sword to the ground.

Then when he was puzzled and dazed, he apologized respectfully, "Master has hated me for a long time, and he fled here this time, just passing by, and never wanted to disturb Your Excellency."

"I hope you don't mind." Serious and humble.