Dinghai Fusheng Records

In the morning, Maicheng.

"The corpse has changed—!" Someone rushed over in a panic and roared, "In the government, the corpse of the dead has changed!"

"No rumors are allowed!" The officers and soldiers stopped at the gate of Maicheng, and they shouted loudly to deal with the turbulent people, "Everyone go back! No such thing! It's all rumors! Rumors!"

In the official mansion, the county magistrate, a group of documents, and the local general watched the living corpse of the Jin army officer and soldier detained in the cage.

The living corpse dragged the iron chain, its eyes were cloudy, and it kept struggling in a large iron cage.

"This monster must be brought down quickly..." The county magistrate tried his best to calm down, "Take it to Jiankang and report back to the court..."

Gongcao of Maicheng County said: "My lord, it is foolish to think..."

"This matter is absolutely unstoppable!" The county magistrate came back to his senses and shouted, "Xiangyang was defeated, and hundreds of thousands of people died in the battle. If you count all the corpses, no matter how many living people you have, can you fight the dead?! As soon as possible Escort on the road! Let the court make a decision!"

In the northwest of Longzhong Mountain, at the exit of the mountain.

The dog waited on the spot for a whole night, ran all the way, wagging its tail at Chen Xing, the three of them stopped for a while, and found a place to sit at the end of the plank road, Feng Qianjun went to retrieve the horse that escaped earlier, but fortunately he did not run far Xiang Shu brought his horse.Standing on the plank road silently watching the mountain view.

Feng Qianjun exchanged news with the two. It turned out that the Jin army had known about the situation in Longzhong Mountain. After all, not long ago, some people had escaped from the villages in the mountainside and wanted to go to Xiangyang City to report to the officials. However, Xiangyang was besieged and had to turn to Maicheng.The government of Maicheng was already tense because of the rumor that the Qin army would attack the city aggressively. They were afraid that the enemy's attack would be another strategy, and the people would not be able to explain clearly, so they put the matter down for the time being.

"To be exact," Feng Qianjun said, "it was exactly 49 days until last night."

Xiang Shu turned his back to the two of them and never interrupted.

"Eat something?" Chen Xing took the initiative to greet Xiang Shu.

Xiang Shu just ignored it, Chen Xing thought for a long time, and replied: "There is indeed a reason for the number of 'seven'. But you shouldn't bring them there!"

Feng Qianjun replied: "I tried to stop it, but it was useless."

When the horses carried the dead body of the Jin soldier back to Maicheng, the people finally panicked. The county magistrate saw that the officers and soldiers sent to inquire about the news had not returned for two days. The team entered Longzhong Mountain overnight.The leader, the captain, had already known the location of the mausoleum from the previous news. Feng Qianjun wanted to come alone to assist Chen Xing, but failed to persuade him, so he had to follow behind.

As a result, all the soldiers of the Jin army died in the line of duty. After getting rid of the mysterious man in black, Xiang Shu burned the corpses all over the ground with a fire.

The only thing Chen Xing was worried about now was that Sima Wei, who was wearing black armor, turned into a black fire meteor and flew away at the last moment.The inside story must be quite complicated. Somewhere in the land of China, someone must be plotting something.And they have no idea about it.

Nearly a hundred years ago, the successor of the Jin Dynasty was incompetent. Eight princes and kings fought for the throne, causing the Central Plains to fall into war.There were only a few tens of thousands of people capable of fighting, and the Xiongnu took advantage of the situation to go south, Guanzhong fell, and the Han people traveled south in clothes, which became the current pattern of Han and Hu dividing the north and the south.

According to historical records, Sima Wei, king of Chu, was only 21 years old when he died. Jingchulong Zhongshan is a geomantic treasure.

"Xiang Shu, do you know something?" Chen Xing now felt that this series of unbelievable and strange things came second, and that Xiang Shu's identity and motives were what concerned him most.

Xiang Shu glanced at Chen Xing, but didn't pay attention to him, and replied: "I just want to go to Chang'an by way, and I'm just minding my own business."

Chen Xing asked curiously, "What are you going to Chang'an for?"

Maybe it was because the three of them lived and died together last night, and the estrangement was slightly removed; or maybe it was Chen Xing's heart lamp that proved that he was indeed a genuine exorcist, and Xiang Shu's attitude improved significantly.

Xiang Shu was looking at the mask in his hand over and over again, as soon as he turned to Chen Xing, Chen Xing subconsciously moved closer to Feng Qianjun.

"Don't keep bullying me!" Chen Xing was a little afraid of Xiang Shu, so he said bravely.

"Hey!" Feng Qianjun was also a little afraid of Xiang Shu, after all he couldn't beat him, so he said bravely, "Don't bully little brother Chen Xing, no one else has provoked you."

"Didn't provoke me? You Han people indiscriminately tricked me from Jinzhou to Jiangdong, and I have been imprisoned until now." Xiang Shu wrote lightly, "If Xiangyang City hadn't been broken, I would have become a rotting corpse now. It's better to save the thought of making me feel grateful to you."

Chen Xing got angry when he heard this, and said: "I don't know what happened to you! And didn't I rescue you? How could I make you feel grateful to me? Let me ask you, are you Don't believe what I said earlier? Then you believe it now?"

"Are you a barbarian?" Seeing Xiang Shu's expression, Feng Qianjun immediately choked back the second part of "It's not like that".Guessing that Xiang Shu didn't like being questioned about his identity, he hurriedly said, "Speak up if you have something to say! Don't do anything!" He quickly smoothed things over and said, "Okay, since we are all going to Chang'an, let's go on the road together."

Without further words, Xiang Shu got on his horse, clamped the horse's belly, and walked away.Chen Xing ate half of his dry food, and hurriedly said: "Wait! You haven't told me what you are going to do in Chang'an..." He had to put the dog beside the saddle bag, and Feng Qianjun packed his things and rode on the road.

Xiang Shu kept a distance from them, the horse was in front, Chen Xing and Feng Qianjun were more than ten feet behind, and when they rode side by side, the two were still discussing in a low voice.

"Your protector doesn't look like a bad guy," Feng Qianjun said, "Believe me, he won't stab you with a sword just because he doesn't agree with you."

"Yes, he only throws money at me." Chen Xing said.

"That gold ingot was a test of my skill." Feng Qianjun said, "At that moment he had already noticed that I was behind you, even if you didn't hide, it wouldn't hit you."

"Thank you so much for his mercy." Chen Xing didn't take it seriously, thinking that this person is a bastard who even robbed me.

Chen Xing frowned deeply, observed the statement not far ahead, and said to Feng Qianjun, "What is he going to Chang'an for?"

"Look for a clan member." Feng Qianjun said, "Isn't this obvious? The Hu people are all in the north, and Chang'an is the territory of Qin Emperor Fu Jian..."

Chen Xing suddenly remembered the phrase "Guess he is a military officer" on the roster that Zhu Xu showed. Maybe it was an inference based on what valuables were confiscated when the item was captured?Who is he?Baichang?Captain? The position that can be taken at the age of 20 must not be too high, and it is impossible to be a general.

Feng Qianjun: "However, I don't think he has the slightest intention to be your guardian."

Chen Xing said dullly, "I've already felt it."

After thinking about it, Chen Xing remembered Sima Wei's body that had turned into a black fire and flew away. The direction of flight was northwest.It happened to be in the direction of Chang'an, but farther to the northwest, there were places like Liangzhou.There must be a huge force behind the black-clothed masked man. I don't know where he is hiding at this time, what kind of conspiracy... They resurrected a corpse that was turned into a skeleton nearly a hundred years ago, what are they going to do with it? ?

The power of the heart lamp has disappeared for more than three hundred years following the death of all dharmas. Is it because of this power hidden in the hidden place that it is conspiring?Chen Xing frowned and said nothing along the way, and then raised his eyes to look at Xiang Shu in front of him. Xiang Shu's explanation for this was that Lu was nosy, but Chen Xing always felt that he seemed to know something.

But now that you know it, shouldn't you talk to yourself more seriously?Chen Xing was completely at a loss, but luckily Xiang Shu did exactly what Feng Qianjun had guessed, and he didn't trouble them along the way.During the journey to the northwest, I lived in a shop, and when I was in the wilderness, I slept in the wild.

Years of wars, Jingbei and Hanzhong were plundered many times. Ten rooms were already empty. When they couldn't find a store, the three of them could only spend the night in an abandoned house without a roof. Chen Xing looked at the stars in the sky and held hands. Counting the days on my fingers, my birthday is in the late autumn of October.There are less than three years and eight months left, and the next step is to find the site of the Exorcism Department in Chang'an as soon as possible, hoping to find the reason for the death of Wanfa.

The best result is to try my best to use the remaining few years of my life to recover the lost human mana, and then pass on the line of exorcists, so that I can deal with the emergence of demons in the future.Unexpectedly, after one wave was not smooth, another wave would arise again, and the twists and turns of the man in black appeared out of thin air.And without a clue, the more he thought about it, the more Chen Xing became unspeakably irritable, tossing and turning, he had no choice but to get up and go for a walk.

Under the moonlight, I saw Xiang Shu in a creek behind the dilapidated village, wearing long trousers and wiping his upper body with cold water. Chen Xing took a look, and walked to the stream, Xiang Shu did not avoid him, just stood there.

When he was rescued from the prison, Xiang Shu was so thin that he was inhumanly thin. Now it has only been ten days and he has almost recovered.The moonlight shone on his wet shoulders, as if it had coated him with a layer of sparkling silver light.

"Compared to before, you are much better." Chen Xing said.

Xiang Shu's skin is fair, and his muscles are well-developed, thin but not exaggerated, showing flowing lines. When standing naked, he doesn't look like a barbarian warrior at all, but has a kind of elegance.This is the standard figure of scribes without clothes, Chen Xing just finds it very strange.

Along the way, Xiang Shu occasionally took the dry food Chen Xing gave him, but he never ate the food Feng Qianjun handed him.When resting and camping, Xiang Shu would go hunting from time to time, sometimes bringing back deer and sometimes wild goats. He had to eat a lot of meat in one meal, and it was because of this that his body recovered quickly.

"What are you going to Chang'an for?" When the two faced each other, Xiang Shu finally took the initiative to say something to Chen Xing.

"Work." Chen Xing sat on the rock by the stream and replied, "I am an exorcist, and I have my responsibilities."

Xiang Shu walked to the shore, put on the unlined garment, pulled the lace with both hands, and tightened it. The white garment lined out the broad shoulders and back, with a vague sense of restraint and threat.

"Let me ask for an explanation," Chen Xing said, "You have made up your mind to be wrong, right?"

Xiang Shu frowned.

Chen Xing then explained to him that there has always been a post of "Dharma Guardian" around the exorcists, in order to protect the exorcists from being disturbed.And the great exorcist who sits in the General Administration has a famous name as "War God" by his side.

Now the only exorcist in the world is Chen Xing, and naturally he is also the "big exorcist". As for the God of War, Xin Deng pointed him to Xiang Shu as the protector, and Chen Xing himself has no choice. Quan, I want to explain one more spell, Shenzhou...

"Find someone else." Xiang Shu said casually, "You save my life, I save your life, even."

Xiang Shu saved Chen Xing more than once, especially in front of the Chu King's Mausoleum, Chen Xing was reckless, if not for Xiang Shu's quick strikes, he would have almost been burned to death by the black fire.Although he is not sure whether the black fire will burn to death or not, but isn't this what the Dharma protector should do?

Chen Xing was not angry when he heard this. In fact, for a person who has only three years and eight months to live, many things will not cause any irritation to him, at most he will be a little upset.

"Okay." Chen Xing saw the back of Xiang Shu leaving, and said, "I didn't have much hope at first, but I have to respect your idea. Since you refused, when we arrive in Chang'an, we will return to the bridge and return to the road."

Xiang Shu left, leaving Chen Xing facing the stream, very melancholy.He has a lot of things that he hasn't had time to explain to Xiang Shu, including the relationship between exorcists and Dharma protectors.It also includes more than 300 years ago, when the exorcist was at its peak, the Dharma protector was a person who lived and died with the exorcist.

On the way Chen Xing set off from Huashan, he had imagined more than once about the appearance and temper of this Dharma protector, and how to explain to him after meeting. During the remaining four years, at least someone would be by his side. Dare to think, at least not seem lonely.

Suixing's luck solved all the problems for him, but it was useless in the case of Xiangshu. Maybe even Suixing could not do anything about the problem related to the heart lamp and the luck of Shenzhou.

Chen Xing was full of expectations at first, and planned to entrust the remaining four years to him, but the expectations gradually turned into disappointment. He wanted to explain to Xiang Shu with a lot of words, but what's the use of talking?Xiang Shu didn't care at all, didn't care, and didn't bother to talk to him.

What to do next?change?Will Kexin Lamp be replaced for me?It's not about talking about love, just changing it.Chen Xing originally wanted to relax and relieve his troubles, but in the end it became more troublesome, so he had to go back to his room to sleep, and couldn't sleep for a while, after much deliberation, there was only one thought:

It's all this bastard's fault.

A few days later, Chen Xing simply stopped talking to Xiang Shu, and that night Feng Qianjun knew that he was going out in the middle of the night, so he didn't ask much.There are more and more popular villages along the way. In spring, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. It is easier to stay, and there are places for silver and copper coins to circulate.The three of them passed through Wuguan just like that, and Chen Xing took them both with the documents issued by Maicheng.After another few days of traveling, we arrived at Chang'an City.

After more than a hundred years of war, Chang'an was plundered and burned every time it changed its owner. However, this city, which was named Haojing since the Zhou Dynasty, has stood in the west of Shenzhou since that time, surrounded by eight rivers. The ancient city is like a giant tree that nourishes the earth. It has shown amazing vitality in the burning and destruction again and again.

The whole area of ​​Guanzhong and even the front line of the fierce battle with the south are raging, but Chang'an is peaceful. Even if ten miles away, there are people from the Central Plains fleeing, starving to death, dying of disease on the roadside and in the wilderness, the high city walls of Chang'an have blocked the plague. , Blocked hunger, blocked disasters and wars.

Also blocks death.

Like a vibrant oasis in the desert, it is a world of its own.

Overhanging eaves of the golden and green mansions, the tiled roofs are next to each other, and the purple air of the splendid Weiyang Palace is coming from the east, but the palace has already changed its owner.The flowers in Shanglin Garden are in spring, and they are incomparably brilliant.

The Hu people walk around horses and cockfights, the people laugh and laugh, Han and Hu live together, and the Hu people with high noses and deep eyes come and go, regardless of Han or Hu, all have bright and gorgeous clothes, Di language, Jie language, Xianbei language, Tie Le language, Xiongnu language endlessly.There is a dazzling array of goods in the market, and there is an endless stream of scholars with green scarves and crowns like clouds.

The last time he came to Chang'an, when he was five years old, his memory of Chang'an has long been blurred. Now when he sees this scene, Chen Xing suddenly has an indescribable feeling.

"Although Fu Jian is a Huren emperor, he managed Chang'an well." Chen Xing said sourly.

I, Feng Qianjun, and Xiang Shu have been walking for nearly half a month, and they are dressed in travel and dust. When they enter Chang'an, they are like bumpkins.Xiang Shu was still wearing the Orion uniform, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He looked at a group of barbarians on the street not far from the side, as if he heard the local accent, and his attention was aroused.

Feng Qianjun said: "Yes, I think it's better to spare his dog's life for the time being."

The three of them ordered a bowl of noodles each at the noodle stall in Chang'an City Street, as a meal for their temporary travel companions.After the meal, Chen Xing asked Xiaoer about someone, and Feng Qianjun paid the money, saying, "Since we're in Chang'an, I think it's better..."

As he said that, Feng Qianjun hesitated again, looked at Chen Xing, and asked, "Why don't you stay at the place where elder brother lives for a couple of days?"

Chen Xing knew that Feng Qianjun's words were being polite. Although he said that he took care of each other on the road, he just met by chance after all, and hurriedly said: "Don't bother Brother Feng, I have a place to go. I just found out that he is indeed in Chang'an, and he happened to come to Chang'an to join an old man. Friend. Help me take the puppy with me for a while, I won't be able to take care of it for the time being."

"That's fine." Feng Qianjun took the dog away, and said bluntly, "I have something to send to Songbaiju in the west of the city. It seems that I will probably have to live in Chang'an for a while."

As for Xiang Shu, Feng Qianjun didn't ask him, just whistled at him and said, "Tianchi will be taken care of by you."

Chen Xing thought it had nothing to do with him, so Feng Qianjun put on his bamboo hat, walked into the city street with his hands in his sleeves, and disappeared among the crowd.