Xun Zhen still treats his son the same way he did back then.
Xun Ding felt the same way about his old father.
His father treated him well, so well that he was afraid of dropping him if he held him in his hands, and afraid of melting him if he held him in his mouth. In short, as far as he could remember, his father was reluctant to say a harsh word to him, as if he was a fragile porcelain doll that could be smashed to pieces if he made a mistake. Even when the relationship between father and son was at its most strained, Xun Zhen never hit him!
Xun Ding thought his father was still the same father, and he was still the porcelain doll in his father's eyes, so of course the porcelain doll would not really be beaten. But he did not expect that his old father would not only draw his sword and point it at him, but also activate the Word Spirit Blindness.
The same Word Spirit has different effects in different people's hands, and as a son, Xun Ding has been able to play around in Xun Zhen's study since he was a child. He doesn't dare to say what books are in Xun Zhen's study, what Word Spirits he has studied, what uses Word Spirits are used for... He doesn't dare to say that he knows everything, but he knows a lot. As for his father's usual fighting style, he is even more familiar with it...
There is a blind spot among them.
A single leaf blocks the view of Mount Tai.
This word spirit specializes in the spirit.
Those who are infected will fall into an illusion.
It looks like a group of dangerous mountains and peaks, but it is actually a giant maze. Being here will confuse time. That is, the victim thinks he has been in the illusion for three to five months, but in reality, only a moment has passed. If you want to crack the word spirit, you must either have a stronger and deeper foundation than Xun Zhen, or find that "leaf" and uncover it to escape.
This word spirit may seem ordinary, but it is actually not.
First, those with weak minds will be deprived of one or more of the senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch, and will fall into extreme loneliness under the guidance of illusions, with no one to talk to, no one to listen, and no one to rescue...; second, it will bring a great mental burden to people. The longer a person stays in the illusion, the mental burden generated during this time will be fed back to the body at once.
It's useless even if you don't die.
Now, I am the target of this word spirit.
Xun Ding felt as if he was surrounded and trampled on and beaten by seven or eight Gongxichou, and he even felt a rare sense of grief and anger.
"Father—"
The "Blindness" had been successfully activated. The majestic literary energy turned into a sea of clouds and mountain mist, spreading silently, covering a quarter of the city wall in one breath, drowning out the soldiers' shouts and Xun Ding's "Father".
Open your eyes again—
Sure enough, it is no longer in the same place.
Xun Ding felt very aggrieved. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Then he raised his hand and touched his eyes, uncovering an invisible leaf. The scene in front of him disappeared, and the smell of blood in the air rushed into his nostrils.
Looking around, he saw that the guards in the area covered by the sea of clouds and mountains were lying on the ground. Some of them had their cheeks sunken and looked like skeletons, while others had been beheaded or stabbed in the heart by the soldiers who took advantage of the opportunity to attack. The culprit of all this—his empty-nest old father—was quietly looking at him with his hands in his sleeves, his eyes were calm and cold, which he had not seen in more than 20 years...
Xun Ding: “…”
Xun Zhen seemed displeased: "Is this all you are capable of on the battlefield? Allowing the enemy scholars to do the fighting, are you arrogant or stupid?"
Xun Ding: “…”
He raised his chin slightly and ordered his son: "Do it!"
"Father, I will not go back - and it is impossible for me to go back!" The eagle that has seen the vast world will never be satisfied with the harbor provided by his parents. He still wants to fight in the sky, and he still wants to venture into the world. Seeing this, Xun Ding thought he had guessed his father's thoughts, so he hardened his heart, raised his hand to transform into a weapon, and said politely with a painful look on his face, "... Please be careful, father!"
Xun Zhen: “???”
He found that Haodaer had indeed changed a lot, and he couldn't understand what the other person was thinking for a while...
But that doesn't matter.
The fighting on the city wall did not last long.
The real main battlefield has moved into the city.
Their lord Qiu Cheng had already withdrawn when he saw the situation was not good, so how could the remaining remnants have any fighting spirit? The occasional resistance was ineffective, and most of them just fled in all directions. Shen Tang's troops pushed the front line from the outer city to the inner city in one breath, occupying the main territory of Linshan County before dawn, and the flag on the city wall was changed from Qiu to Shen Tang's Shen.
The sun rises in the east and the dawn breaks.
The first ray of sunlight falls on the earth in the early morning.
The common people in the city, who had been trembling with fear all night, heard no more noise outside their houses. They endured it again and again, but finally couldn't help but stick their heads out. It's not that they are brave, but they have a family to support. They can only earn a day's wages by working a day to ensure that their family will not starve to death. If they stop working for a day, the possibility of surviving this cold winter will be a little smaller...
The closer you get to the city gate, the more severely damaged the houses are. Ruins are everywhere, and the already muddy and bumpy streets are full of potholes. Fortunately, at the beginning of the war, the common people who heard the noise moved away in a hurry, and there were not many innocent casualties.
At this time, an old couple came over pushing a wheelbarrow. When they saw this scene, they were dumbfounded and looked confused.
They have poor hearing and live in a remote place.
There was a lot of noise last night but I didn't hear anything.
Prepare to set up the stall before dawn.
We arrived at the old place at daybreak.
result-
"Old man, are you still setting up a stall today?"
The old man and his wife were about to leave when they were attracted by a voice. They looked up and saw a young man lying on the half-collapsed wall and talking to them. He looked like a soldier. To the common people, "soldiers" were not good things. They always bullied the common people.
The old man's wrinkled face forced out a smile that looked like tears but not tears: "Yes, yes, I have to open the stall now..."
"What are you selling?"
The old man answered honestly, "It's a cake."
I was sweating, fearing that my stall would be snatched away.
It has happened before.
"How much is one?"
The young man's problems were beyond the old man's expectations.
What he could not have imagined was that when the young man heard the price, he smacked his lips and muttered something like "quite cheap", then turned around and waved to the people behind him, and a group of young men came out from somewhere and wanted to buy his cakes.
The old couple were confused but also surprised, especially when they received real money, they made pancakes even harder.
On weekdays, the stall is open and the products are barely sold out until dark.
The stall was sold out as soon as it opened today.
The pre-made pancakes were sold out, and the remaining ones had to be baked on the spot. The young people who didn't get a chance were not angry. The old man and his wife cooperated tacitly, they were baking pancakes, and the young people also cooperated tacitly, they were cleaning the streets and finding things to temporarily fill the pits.
"Where are you from?" the old man asked.
"It's from Longwu."
"That's quite far. When did you get here?"
"Late last night."
"Isn't there a curfew? The city gates are locked."
"Oh, that door is not strong."
The old man raised his head and glanced in the direction of the city wall.
His eyesight was not very good, and he could only see a blurry outline of things in the distance. He squinted his eyes, and felt that the tower was different from what he usually saw. He raised his hand in confusion and pointed: "Young man, do you see a big hole there?"
The young man took a look and saw that it was the main city tower that had been blown up for most of the time. It was also the battlefield where the siege ended.
It is said that the military advisor captured a general there.
_(:з」∠)_
Fortunately, my temperature did not rise suddenly tonight, and my throat feels a little better than yesterday. Except for a few more bubbles on my tongue, the overall situation is developing in a good direction.
(End of this chapter)