During the time when everyone was busy arranging the "Immortal Kingdom", Jiang Lingfei was not idle. He led the thirty or so captives out of the barracks and ran among the surrounding tribes, pretending to be the "Spirit Warrior" under the command of the Night Wolf Witch Clan. Disciples of God", and continued to recruit believers for Fu. Moreover, due to the generous shots, the high martial arts, and the convenience of pretending to be gods and ghosts, the effect is very remarkable. Hundreds of people are quickly recruited, and when walking on the road, it is called a mighty.
Naturally, among this group of newly joined herdsmen, some have also heard the rumors of another "new fairyland", but they didn't quite understand it, so they just walked along with this group of people in a daze—but they were inevitably afraid in their hearts and felt Why did the spirit god disciples look more ferocious than the other.
This is due to Li Jun. The ghost-masked man of the Night Wolf Witch Clan was just wearing an ordinary silver mask. It was weird, but it wasn't scary enough, so King Pingle suggested: "It's better to make it more scary, it's more like Ghost!" So Yun Yifeng got disguise tools, and dressed up the group of captives beyond recognition, even if they saw it in broad daylight, they would be scary.
Ling Xing'er asked worriedly: "But won't this appearance scare the herdsmen away?"
"No." Yun Yifeng said, "Didn't that old liar say that he was born with a felony. Then these people became human, ghosts and ghosts precisely because they didn't clear up their original sins in time. , it is more convenient to fool around."
Jiang Lingfei cupped his fists and said sincerely, "I admire you!"
But at this moment, on the night of the second day of junior high school, Jiangmen's third young master was wearing an ugly mask and leading the herdsmen to walk in the wilderness together.
A crescent moon hangs in the sky. Although there are only shallow and thin buds, it is surprisingly bright. The cloud filaments are bright red, wrapped around the blue velvet-like canopy, and change and flow when the wind blows, as if a fairy is involved. The grass blades are covered with dew, and when you step on them, your shoes and boots will be wet. The weather in the desert in September and October is already bitingly cold. If you walk a little longer, the coldness on the soles of your feet will spread to your calves. To the back... the whole body is stiff, and no matter how much you walk, you can't get out of warmth, you can only get out of fatigue and tiredness.
This team was extremely silent, extremely anxious, and extremely embarrassed. Some people began to regret it, but they dared not say it, and just continued to walk hard.
But at this time, the wind was blowing again, and when it blew on the face, even the flesh would be pierced by invisible ice needles.
"Envoy of God, let's rest for a while." Finally someone couldn't bear it anymore, and boldly asked loudly.
If it were normal, this kind of person would be shackled by the ghost-faced man, treated as an evil being possessed by a demon and trying to disrupt the plan of the spirit god, and punished in public. Jiang Lingfei stopped, turned around and looked at him coldly.
The other party said tremblingly: "It's really... too tired."
Although the rest did not speak, they all supported the only companion who dared to offend the spirit god in their hearts, and hoped to rest for a while. After all, they had been suffering for a long time, that is, when the envoy came to the door, they had the opportunity to have a full meal. Their physical strength was no match for the ghost-masked man and Jiang Lingfei, and they were already exhausted.
Jiang Lingfei said lightly, "Let's go."
The team became more and more silent, and their legs seemed to be filled with lead.
But the wind brought singing and laughter from afar, which was in stark contrast to the lifeless team.
"Huh? Is someone singing?"
"Yes, it's singing."
"This is a barren hill, who can sing at night?"
"There seemed to be a lot of people."
The herdsmen were discussing in one go, full of apprehension, fear, novelty and curiosity.
Jiang Lingfei's voice was still calm: "Go and have a look."
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"The door—" Beside the red bonfire, Ling Xing'er was holding a plate of pastries, and she planned to let Yun Yifeng taste it, but before she could say it, she remembered that she was going to be a couple of gods and immortals, so she couldn't show her secrets. So he swallowed the word "door master" back, but after staring at him for a long time, he couldn't say "Xianggong", it was too scary! So in the end, he said crisply: "Xianjun, you have a taste!"
Yun Yifeng smiled and said: "The little girl has grown up and knows how to be shy."
"What?" Ling Xing'er sat beside him, brought the pastry over, and said in a low voice, "By the way, I know how that sister Abi looks like the sect master."
Yun Yifeng said: "Huh?"
Ling Xing'er replied: "Immortal aura!" When not speaking, when laughing, when fascinated... Anyway, at a certain moment, both of them have a kind of erratic that is different from others, and I can't describe it specifically. Well, this kind of polite thing, I have to let the seniors do it.
But thinking of her senior brother, Ling Xing'er's face collapsed again, and she said angrily, "Hmph!"
Yun Yifeng wondered: "It's a good thing that I have immortal energy, what are you 'huh'?"
"It has nothing to do with the sect master." Ling Xing'er pushed the plate in front of him, "Here, eat!"
Yun Yifeng cleared his throat, and was about to teach this disobedient little girl as the head of the sect, when he suddenly heard a crisp bird song coming from ahead.
This was the secret signal agreed upon by everyone, indicating that Jiang Lingfei had brought the herdsmen to the vicinity of the "Immortal Kingdom".
The singing suddenly became more cheerful.
Ling Xing'er was sitting on the high platform surrounded by vanilla, pretending to be a fairy for the first time in her life, she was very nervous. Yun Yifeng lay on her side as a pillow on her lap, and the wind blew the snow clothes up, really like the wandering and drunk fairy in the painting.
The herdsmen were already stunned, they didn't know what was going on, as if they were walking in the cold long night, suddenly the lights in front of them became bright, the aroma of fine wine and barbecue came to their faces, and the hungry Stomach immediately started clamoring.
They could vaguely discern what this place was, but wasn't there only grass hills and wild animals before? Why did such a beautiful village appear all of a sudden? Snow-white tents were erected in a row, decorated with gemstones of various colors, and a blazing fire was burning in the open space, making it look extremely warm. Soft cushions were randomly thrown on the ground, and there were wine jars and plates of barbecue next to them. The people who were enjoying these delicacies were all dressed in gorgeous and decent clothes. The men were tall and handsome, and the women were beautiful and gentle. They were all laughing, singing, dancing, and their happy faces were illuminated by the warm firelight.
Ling Xing'er whispered: "They don't look up."
"Look." Yun Yifeng lay comfortably on her lap, and said unhurriedly, "What I said earlier, there should be a piano." With a fiddle, Custodian turned all eyes on her attract.
Ling Xing'er thought to herself, if she had a chance in the future, she would have to talk to the sect master about this matter.
It's fine to play in the Fengyumen, let's do it in Prince Xiao's mansion, but we must not lose this person outside!
Yun Yifeng raised the corner of his mouth, and continued to look down.
Jiang Lingfei asked: "Who are you?"
"We are citizens of the Immortal Kingdom." Someone replied loudly, "Seeing the clear water and beautiful scenery here, I wanted to borrow it to have a party for one night, but I disturbed you all? I'm really sorry, we will go back tomorrow morning."
"Fairyland?" The herdsmen asked happily when they heard these two words, "Is it the fairyland of the spirit god?" Then asked Jiang Lingfei, "Is it the same in the barren grass sand dunes?"
Jiang Lingfei replied indifferently: "No."
The ghost-masked man also said sideways: "Bold! How can this fake fairyland of wine and sex be compared with the real fairyland founded by the spirit god? The real fairyland is full of towering black boulders that can majesticly pierce the sky And you, sinful believers, every day have to dig steles, carry stone pillars, feed yourself with the worst food, wear sackcloth, get up before the sun rises, and rest after the moon rises.”
The herdsmen looked at each other.
"We are not a fake fairyland." The previous man continued to laugh, "But it doesn't matter, you are all tired, why don't you sit down and have a glass of wine together, we have too much barbecue, we can't finish it."
Before Jiang Lingfei had time to speak, the people of "Xianguo" rushed up first, took the herdsmen's hand affectionately, brought them to the fire, brought them the best wine and meat, and continued to sing happily .
"You, are you really from heaven?" someone asked the herdsmen.
"We are not people in the sky." The other party replied, "The fairyland is in the world." This was taught by Yun Yifeng.
The herdsmen became even more curious, and the rest of the people also gathered around and said in one voice, "It's in the world? Is it in this world, but why haven't we seen it before?"
"Didn't you see it tonight?" The man smiled, "Immortal Kingdom is everywhere, and you may have a chance to see it in the future."
The meat on the fire was sizzling, and the cold and hunger were expelled together on this wonderful night. The herdsmen asked tentatively again: "Then can we join your fairy kingdom?"
"No." The man shook his head, "I can't join the Immortal Kingdom, we can only create it by ourselves." This is also taught by Yun Yifeng.
Creating a fairyland by myself sounds far away and untouchable, and it seems to ignite a vigorous fire in my heart. With a "boom", my head is dazed and my blood is hot.
"How to create?"
The man pointed to the high platform.
The master of Fengyumen, who has been blown by the cold wind for most of the day, finally has the chance to appear on the stage that everyone is looking forward to!
The herdsmen all raised their heads and looked in his direction. I saw a man and a woman on the beautifully decorated high platform. The man was dressed in a white snow suit, reclining on his side, as if he had already been drunk, while the woman's red dress was like fire, with gold hairpins on her head and jade bracelets on her wrists, and the skirt was flying all over the sky in the wind. Both had extremely beautiful faces, not mortal—perhaps not mortal at all.
Is it a real fairy
The herdsmen were so overjoyed that they didn't even bother to eat wine and meat, and rushed to the high platform together.
The third young master of Jiangmen was quite dedicated to his work, sitting by the fire and eating, he still did not forget to raise his voice in a ghostly voice: "You all come back to my envoy!"
Naturally, no one answered, or maybe no one heard at all.
Yun Yifeng sat up halfway, and asked puzzledly and blankly: "Who are you?"
"We are herdsmen here." The person below replied loudly, "We also want to join the fairy kingdom."
"Go back." Yun Yifeng lazily lay back on the beauty's knees, throwing the wine jar in his hand casually, "The Immortal Kingdom cannot join, and never accepts outsiders."
With a "bang", the wine jar was shattered, and the herdsmen's dream of joining the fairyland was also shattered. The humming noise subsided, leaving only a dead silence, and the sound of the fire burning.
"Why can't you join the Immortal Kingdom?" After a while, someone asked unwillingly, "Then how can you enter the Immortal Kingdom?"
Ling Xing'er replied: "This fairyland is our home, and we are born as fairylanders. If you like this kind of life, you have to figure out a way to turn the tribe you live in into a fairyland."
"How?"
"Yeah, how did it change?"
"Teach us!"
Ling Xing'er pushed the person on her lap, did you hear me, don't sleep anymore!
Yun Yifeng sat up again, and after stretching, he jumped and landed lightly on the ground.
Ling Xing'er breathed a sigh of relief, but she was gone, her legs were numb.
The herdsmen looked at the white-clothed fairy in front of them, and all backed away consciously, not daring to approach him. It really came out of the painting, or even more elegant than in the painting. After all, no matter how good the painter is, he can't paint those eyes like cold stars and the expression as cold as frost.
"Our tribe used to be the same as yours." Yun Yifeng walked to the fire and asked everyone to sit beside him.
The third young master of Jiangmen wondered whether he should find a ball of cotton to plug his ears in advance, otherwise, after hearing what he said, he was afraid that his blood would be incited and he would run to build a new fairyland with the herdsmen.
"Same as our tribe, how could it become a fairyland?"
Yun Yifeng said: "Rely on your own labor."
This answer seemed a bit unremarkable, and everyone was quietly waiting for him to continue.
Yun Yifeng's voice is very nice, and the tone is very gentle, not like the ghost-faced man taught by the scorpion, but like a clear stream, it seems to have no power, but it can penetrate people's hearts.
No one is born with everything. If you want to gain wealth and a better life, you can only rely on your own hands. Although the Northwest is not as rich in fish and rice as the South, it can also build an ideal fairyland. Here are the best roast meat, the sweetest melons and fruits, and fine wines that cannot be drunk elsewhere. They can be shipped to Daliang in the south, and other countries that have not even been heard of in the west. And when one day, the saplings for controlling wind and sand can be connected into forests, and the business roads running across the east and west like a rainbow bridge will be completely opened up, more people and more goods will pour in, and the camel bells will continue endlessly with the sound of laughter. , Caravans converge one after another, all the way to the horizon.
"But can we wait until that day?"
"Yes." Yun Yifeng said, "We may not wait until the towering dense forest grows here, but we will definitely wait until the first tree sprouts and survive, and we may not wait until the caravan passing through the desert is as busy as Jiangnan, but You can be the first batch of people who opened the way, and use your feet to draw a road map for future generations. Building an ideal country is a long process, and it takes many people to work together to make life better and better."
He also said another thing. Soon after, the prince of Daliang will sit down with the leaders of the thirteen major tribes to discuss the management of sandstorms and drought. Offer some help.
Sitting aside, Jiang Lingfei was also thinking about whether one day, if there was no drought and no poverty, would wars really disappear, no more wives would be separated, and no more fires would spread.
Someone next to him elbowed him, it's your turn!
Jiang Lingfei came back to his senses, and said loudly: "You have to rely on your own labor in this fairyland. Our fairyland of the spirit gods only needs to hand over their own property, and then move stones every day to do coolies. After ten or eight years, we will be able to work hard." Wash away your sins, and get shelter when the end times come!"
The herdsmen looked at him silently.
Yun Yifeng asked: "When the end of the world comes, how will the spirit god protect you?"
Jiang Lingfei said: "Make a big cover to cover us up, and you bastards will all be burned to death!"
Herdsman: "..."
"You are all guilty!" The third young master of Jiangmen became addicted to acting. Anyway, wearing a mask is not shameful, so he continued madly, "After going back, not only will you have to carry stones, but you will also be used by the spirit god with a whip soaked in salt water every day. smoke!"
The ghost-masked man at the side saw that the time was almost up, so he stood up suddenly, tore off the mask covering his face, and threw it on the ground: "What? You still want to use a whip? Then I won't go back!"
The herdsmen were startled again and looked at his face carefully. Didn't you say that because you were born with a sin and didn't believe in the spirit god in time, that's why you became so hideous? Why did you just wear a mask for a long time
"Oh!" Jiang Lingfei complained, "It's not you who want to whip you, it's them, take it back quickly!"
But the ghost-masked man still yelled: "I don't listen anymore, I know how to move stones and kill people every day, and I haven't eaten meat for two years, what kind of bullshit, forget it!"
Hearing what he said, the other ghost-masked men also tore off their masks, and the herdsmen suddenly realized that after a long time, this spirit god was a liar
Only Jiang Lingfei was still sticking to his post, and kept yelling "Thunder is falling from the sky" and "Spirit God is going to kill you", which sounded really annoying and unlucky, so those ghost-faced men chased him and beat him, and ran away all the way.
The herdsmen who witnessed the whole process fell into a long silence.
"Is this your thing?" Ling Xing'er led some horses in.
"Yes, it's ours." The shepherd said, "Those people said that the spirit god needs to be enshrined, so let us hand over all the money."
"Take it all back. Live a good life in the future, don't be fooled by liars again." Ling Xing'er said, "It's almost dawn, we should go too."
The herdsmen packed up their things, and before leaving, they asked again: "Are you really gods?"
"We are not gods." Yun Yifeng smiled, "But we have enough food and clothing, and we can live the life we want. This is our fairyland."
There is no shortage of food and clothing, and they live and work in peace and contentment. On the way back, the herdsmen kept thinking, as long as they can live such a life, whether they are gods or not doesn't seem to be that important.
A ray of whiteness has already appeared in the east, and after a while, the sun will rise.
According to the original plan, the people of these "immortal kingdoms" should now pack up their tents and prepare to chase after the army. But there was still a herdsman who did not leave. He was a young man in his early twenties. He was tall and strong, and his quilted clothes could not cover the bulging muscles on his arms. He stood there all the time, staring at Yun Yifeng.
Ling Xing'er thought to herself, it's over, the pretending to be a ghost has been seen through.
Sure enough, the young man opened his mouth and said, "Are you from the army?"
Ling Xing'er looked at Yun Yifeng, what should I do, should I be knocked out with a stick, and then carry it to Senior Mei to see if I can get amnesia with a needle.
Yun Yifeng continued to be immortal, and asked him: "Why did you say that?"
"I don't believe in any fairyland. I often come to this grassy hill to graze and fetch water. I have never seen a fairy." The young man said.
Yun Yifeng smiled: "Since you don't believe in the fairyland, why were you persuaded by those envoys just now to go to the barren grass sand dunes to worship the spirit god?"
The young man gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "I originally planned to sneak into the grassy sand dunes and find a chance to kill those two bastards, Hao Meng and Fu Wan!"
It happened that Jiang Lingfei also came back with the ghost masked people. He was holding the mask in his hand. He planned to help pack the luggage, but he didn't expect that there were still people who didn't leave, so he put the mask on again immediately! He said sharply, "Follow me back to pay homage to the spirit god!"
Yun Yifeng: "..."
Ling Xing'er: "..."
The young man looked back at him with hatred in his eyes: "I'm going to kill Fu!"
Jiang Lingfei: "..."
All right, all right, you're amazing.
The young man said, "I'm going to save my elder brother."
In any case, this person cannot be let go. Yun Yifeng sighed inwardly, ordered the others to pack up their things first, and took the young man to sit aside: "What's your name?"
"My name is Gegen." The other party said, "My brother's name is Wu En, and he doesn't believe in spirits."
The two brothers originally lived a stable life, and because of their hard work and hard work, they could even be called rich. Regarding the bewitching of the spirit god, it was of no use to them, and they didn't take it to heart at all.
"But later, more and more people abandoned their homes and went to the grassy sand dunes." Gegen said, "My brother and I took in four sick and weak old people, all of whom were abandoned in tents by our children, because the spirit gods don't need Old and incompetent people. They must be liars, but they are too good at instigating people's hearts, so no matter what my brother and I try to persuade them, it will be useless."
Yun Yifeng said: "So your brother pretended to be obedient and followed the ghost-faced man to the deserted grass sand dunes, trying to kill the culprit, but there was no news back. Because you were worried about him, you decided to repeat the old trick and sneak into the mallard Can you save people with your territory?"
Gegen default.
"If the problem can be solved so easily, why does Daliang unite with the thirteen tribes to send troops?" Yun Yifeng said, "You guessed right, we are members of the army, so I can't let you go until this matter is resolved left."
"I won't go." Ge Gen said bluntly, "I also want to join you and kill Fu."
"Okay." Yun Yifeng nodded, "I promise you, I will stay in the army from now on."
Jiang Lingfei patted Ge Gen on the shoulder: "Congratulations, then start working now, we have to leave here before dawn."
The young man agreed and went to help the rest of the people pack their things. Yun Yifeng asked: "Is this considered a helper from heaven?"
"He can only be regarded as a warrior at best, not a helper, but if his brother is still alive and mixed in the lair of the maw, maybe he will be useful in the future." Jiang Lingfei said, "At least it sounds brave and resourceful. This group is much stronger."
Yun Yifeng glanced at the thirty or so captives, and smiled: "That's right."
Everyone discussed before whether to send some of these people back as internal support, but after picking and choosing for a long time, there was really no one who could rest assured. And the proposal to find some reliable soldiers and pretend to be herdsmen to sneak into the grassy sand dunes was also rejected, because you have to take medicine before entering the door, no one knows what that thing is, and after you sneak in, you rarely have direct contact with wild animals. , Second, at least you have to sit in place and grind the stones for several months before you are allowed to go to Stonehenge, or you are trained to be a ghost-faced man and released, so it is actually not very useful.
From this point of view, that brave Wu En may really be able to help.
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Remarks: The name of the elder brother in the text seemed to be a masked word at first, so it was changed to Wu En, and Wu En will prevail in the following text. Please everyone.