Everyone gathered at the wall to fight the enemy to the death.
The old woman gave a salute, coughed, and then said after a while: "Young Master has not paid homage to the Lord's mausoleum last night, so I forgive you for not paying your respects last night."
"This is a trivial matter, what's the situation now?" Pei Ziyun looked a little solemn. He was angry just now to scare himself, but now he looked again and found that although he was angry, he was old, weak, sick and disabled after all.
Even if he has martial arts skills, he can still kill dozens of people with sword skills. If there are more than a hundred people, Taoist techniques will not have much effect. If there are more than a thousand people, it will be difficult for him to fight against them, and he may be strangled.
These remnant troops may not be able to play much role.
Listening to Pei Ziyun's words, the old woman led the way and introduced in detail: "Young Master, fortunately, our patrolmen suddenly noticed something strange, so they locked the city gate, and then we realized that several copycats were attacking."
As they were talking, several people arrived at the city. Pei Ziyun looked outside the village. The stars were shining brightly. The first thing he saw was a dark river in the distance. He knew that this river was more than two thousand miles away. The river beach is pebbly, and the mountains are closer. Those approaching are densely packed mountain warriors, wearing black cloth headbands, black sheepskin jackets, leggings, fast shoes, and holding torches in their hands.
Among the warriors outside the village, an old woman wearing a black robe stood among the torches. A crow stood on her shoulder, holding a scepter in her hand. The surrounding warriors seemed to be reporting to her, looking very majestic.
Just when the three of them arrived at the Walled City, the priest was saying something and pointed with his staff, and the mountain people around her waved their long knives and shouted.
The crowd separated, and someone took out a long ladder and a shield. A man who was obviously the leader of the warriors approached and shouted at the village: "You all surrender, you can't escape. There are thousands of people behind us. Why do you have to fight for a dead man?" A man of unknown origin is selling his life.”
"The high priest has been dead for so many years. He will not come back." The warrior leader shouted to the village with ridicule and hatred on his face.
Hearing this, before He Qingqing could speak, the old woman beside him stepped forward and shouted loudly: "You rebels, have you forgotten the majesty of the Lord? Today you attack the stronghold, and tomorrow underground, you will all be punished. Punishment from the Lord.”
"And you, Lizhu, the master loved you so much back then, but you betrayed the master and the young master."
After hearing this, the old woman in a black robe sneered: "Love? Is it the love that killed my father and brother and took away my cottage?"
"I waited day and night, and finally waited for his death. I also waited until today to kill his heir."
"I have been waiting for many years. I want to destroy all his hopes, so I am here today. I can't wait to come."
"If I kill you, I will crush him to ashes and let him be cursed by the ancestral gods."
At the end of the sentence, the old woman in black robes had a hoarse voice, a crazy look, and couldn't help coughing. She was quickly helped down and replaced by the warrior leader.
"Haha, the high priest is dead and can no longer live. You can no longer drive all the poisonous snakes and insects on Snake Mountain. If your young master had the power of the high priest, we would have retreated early. How dare you come?"
"Now the poisonous snakes are not attacking. If you can't control the poisonous insects and don't want to surrender, then go to hell!" With a smile on his face, the warrior said with contempt and deep hatred in his words, shouting: "My sons, Who doesn't have a blood feud with the high priest? Kill them all, kill all the old, weak, women and children in front of you."
The mountain people below shouted and rushed forward.
He Qingqing looked at the crowd that kept coming up, her eyes full of sadness and anger, but she did not stop her actions and commanded: "Prepare rocks for me and boil the dung water."
Pei Ziyun followed the girl's words and looked towards the Walled City, and found that it was covered with stones, and there were two large pots on both sides, which were burning something, and there was a stench.
"Boom!" Then there were scattered footsteps, and three long and simple ladders approached the city. The old woman ordered: "Break the stone!"
Immediately, several women nervously moved the stones and placed them on the wall. The strong men did not move. They maintained their strength and prepared for more brutal physical combat.
"Let go!" More than a dozen rocks were thrown from the city and hit hard. Immediately, there was a scream from the city.
The old woman shouted again: "Gold juice!"
Immediately, two more women lifted up a large pot, which was filled with boiling dung juice. The stench was soaring to the sky. They poured it down hard, and the dung juice inside was immediately poured down.
The stench filled the air, and screams rang out. Several mountain people poured it all over their bodies and fell to the ground screaming. Even if someone was wearing leather armor, there was smoke and even the bones were exposed.
Not only were these people scalded with feces juice pouring over their bodies, but the feces juice corroded the wounds. They must have been severely infected. Unless Taoism was applied, there was no chance of survival.
The stench filled the air, combined with the screams, causing both enemies and enemies nearby to vomit, especially the enemies, who had a look of fear on their faces.
"This is obviously a trick learned from China Earth."
"The village has been prepared for a long time, but now it's impossible to resist the attack."
The young girl and the old woman took command. Although there were few people, the people who wanted to attack the stronghold were blocked by the falling of rolling stones and boiling dung. However, these were consumption stocks and there would be nothing left after they were used up.
An old woman on one side struggled to lift a stone and throw it down. She was sweating. Pei Ziyun was silent: "Do you have any bows and arrows? I will defend the city."
Although he is not specialized in bows and arrows, he can definitely shoot an arrow with his own martial arts skills.
He Qingqing looked at the busy crowd, was silent for a moment, and said: "We have bows and arrows, but even if we add the young master, I'm afraid we won't be able to defend the village."
"This is the schematic diagram of the back mountain, as well as the Gu-dispelling flute. There are many of us and there is no way to cross the Snake Mountain. I also ask the young master to leave by himself. With the young master's martial arts, these rebellions will not be stopped."
"What this means is that Young Master will leave at night, and we will resist behind. As long as you live, Young Master, it will be worth the death of all of our village." When the old woman heard this, she looked back and smiled, revealing a mouth that had lost a few teeth: "But Qingqing, you have to keep up. Our Lumen Army is resisting from behind."
"The Lord has many secrets. You must come and tell them to me, Qingqing."
"I have lived too long. It's time to see the Lord."
The sound of killing was getting louder. Pei Ziyun was holding the scepter in his hand, and his expression was a little gloomy. He thought that there might be a way to control the poisonous snakes and poisonous insects. After thinking about it, he said: "You guys hold on, give me midnight, and I will come up with a way." "
"Qingqing, take me to the room." Pei Ziyun said slowly, although during the war, the sound of killing was loud, but he still had a sense of calmness.
He Qingqing was startled, and there was a look on his face. Without asking why, he said: "Yes!"
He was led back immediately and arrived at the inner building. Pei Ziyun entered and saw a bamboo building. Strings of chili peppers were hung at the door. It looked prosperous and the character of the mountain people was the same.
There is a wooden bed in the room. The bed looks a bit delicate. Some silver decorations are hung in the room. An oil lamp is lit at this time.
"Young Master, this is my room, you can use it, but Young Master, you..." the girl said, and Pei Ziyun raised his palm: "You go and guard it, just stay there for half a night."
After listening to Pei Ziyun's words, He Qingqing bowed and went out without any further persuasion.
Pei Ziyun put the scepter under the pillow and lay gently on the bed. As usual, he felt the fragrance on the bed and fell asleep in a daze.
In the dream, the scenery in the mountains appeared, which was very familiar. This was the mountain gate of Songyun Gate. A four or five-year-old Taoist boy was being led away by an old Taoist.
"Master, Master, why do you want to practice Taoism?" the little Taoist boy smiled innocently and asked loudly.
"Cultivation of Taoism?" The master laughed after listening to the little Taoist's words: "Cultivation of Taoism is for the purpose of sanctifying the body and immortality."
"Master, how many years have you been cultivating? Are you sure you are immortal?" the little Taoist asked with his eyes wide open.
"Master hasn't cultivated yet. You have better talent and can definitely surpass Master. This is Master's wish." The old Taoist said with a smile.
In the blink of an eye, a young man was strolling and saw peach blossoms in full bloom in the valley. He caressed the peach blossoms and sighed: "The flowers are blooming and falling. Why should I be blessed with immortality?"
"Junior brother, it's not good, come quickly, master is dying." A middle-aged man broke in and shouted anxiously.
The young man was startled, dropped the peach blossom to the ground, and hurried away with the middle-aged man.
"Master, Master." Several men in the room cried together. When the young man came, they all got out of the way. The young man rushed straight to the old Taoist.
The old Taoist held the young man's hand and trembled slightly: "You are my last disciple, with the best qualifications. Just go on for me. I look forward to your physical body becoming a saint. I am tired. Don't come to look for me in the next life. Let me step on it." As long as you achieve the path, that’s all.”
The language is full of weariness and despair, but also of hope.
"Yue'er, I can't help you in this life. In the next life, I hope we can stay together and grow old together." The old Taoist stretched out his finger and seemed to be tapping his lover's finger, but he couldn't touch it and hung it down weakly.
"Ah?" the young man shouted. In a daze, the young man in front of him had turned into a young man. He was standing on the cliff. The wind blew from a distance and blew up his clothes. Looking into the distance, the two of them were silent for a long time. The Taoist on one side couldn't help but said: "Junior brother, you have become a sinner, why do you insist on asking for the position of leader?"
"Why go to Nanman again? Physical sanctification is too far away, and the blessed land after death is also a place of origin. Master always felt guilty for his wife, so he refused to stay. Looking for this chance, why should you..." The Taoist's expression He looked solemnly at the man in front of him.
The man looked solemn and was silent for a long time before he said, "Senior brother, please stop trying to persuade me. Since I am from Nanli and cannot be the leader, then don't find a way."
"The secret of heaven is mysterious. I still want to give it a try. I want to give it a try at any chance."
"But junior brother, with your meager Nanli skills, you can't accomplish anything big at all." The Taoist hurriedly advised.
"Haha, senior brother, you don't have to persuade me. I'm going to Nanman. You can report it to the master on my behalf and expel me from the sect. I will return in the future. If I lose, I don't want the sect to be involved.
"Show integrity, why do you bother?"
"Elder brother, I have made up my mind." After saying this, the Taoist walked down the mountain with a look of absolute determination.
(End of chapter)