Chapter 406 God of Dharma
Da da da da...
After the mighty team, a resolute young man riding a horse and wearing dark armor rode up to Duke An Guo and said seriously:
"Father, it's cold and it's difficult to travel. It's a long way back to Beijing. Please take a rest in the rear compartment!"
Cao Mao, with frosty white temples and deep nasolabial folds, looked at the man in front of him. , his adopted son, who has outstanding ability in leading troops and is second only to himself in reputation among the entire Jubei City Army, and who is deeply relied upon by him, suddenly said:
"Don't you think that your father is too old to be able to carry out the march?"
The young man in dark armor was frightened and hurriedly explained:
"I don't dare, my adoptive father is still in his prime, how can he just march? After all, the kid just didn’t want his adoptive father to work hard. It was the kid who said something wrong. Please punish him!” go.
"What are you doing?" Cao Mao then stopped him and showed displeasure: "As a father, I never blamed you."
The resolute young man bowed his head and listened to the lecture.
The corners of Cao Mao's mouth raised slightly, and his voice softened. As he rode with his adopted son, he said with emotion:
"You are right, the road back to Beijing is long, and now it is too long. During non-war times, the general in the army should recuperate his strength, but you must also know that the commander's words and deeds are all role models for the soldiers. If the commander is greedy for pleasure, how can the soldiers be willing to sacrifice their lives? "
Dark Armor? The young man suddenly realized: "This is what my adoptive father taught me!"
Cao Mao smiled and said:
"This time when I return to the capital, my father will not take anyone else with him, but only you. Do you know why?"
The young man said seriously: "The foster father has cultivated the child, and only then is he willing to support him. When he comes to the capital, the child will be careful. Be careful with your words and actions, so as not to lose the dignity of your foster father!"
Cao Mao laughed and tapped him gently with a riding crop in his hand, which seemed to be a sign of appreciation, but also seemed to have a different meaning.
His smile suddenly faded and he said:
"It's good that you know. When I return to Beijing this time, reporting on my work is one, and New Year's Eve is the other, but there is one more important thing. ”
The dark-armored young man asked in confusion: "What's the matter?"
Cao Mao said calmly: "Do you still remember the Northland Blood Knife?"
The dark-armored young man was stunned and looked angry:
"How can I forget, my child? This thief was a general in the army, but because of his own selfish interests, he ignored the military law, slaughtered his comrades, and assassinated the commander. When faced with arrests in the army, he even resisted, killing and wounding me. There are countless people in the army who are really hateful...
Unfortunately, this person disappeared without a trace during the arrest, and there is no trace anymore. We have not stopped looking for this person in the past two years, but there is no news... …”
Of course he remembered this person.
But what I dare not say is that the killing of his comrades was only one of the reasons why Beidi Blood Knife was rejected and wanted by Beicheng in the first place.
More importantly, one of the generals who assassinated this man in anger because his wife was defiled was one of the sons of Cao Mao, Duke of Anguo.
A biological son, not an adopted son like him.
After experiencing the pain of losing his son, it is obvious that Duke An Guo hated that man. He was not even willing to mention the general's name and only called him by his nickname "Northern Blood Knife".
Halfway through the sentence, the young man suddenly woke up and said in disbelief:
"My foster father suddenly mentioned this person, could it be..."
Cao Mao nodded, his eyes cold:
"My father recently learned that this person did not die, but was hiding in the capital incognito and had a new identity."
"New identity?"
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Cao Mao grunted and faintly uttered a name: "Lang Shiba."
The dark-armored young man was at a loss: "My child has never heard of this name."
Cao Mao smiled: "It's not just you. I've never heard of it, and I didn't expect it..."
He paused and didn't say any more. He just turned the horse's head and walked towards the large carriage at the back of the team:
"Father Go back and take a nap, you can lead the way.”
"Yes!" The determined young man handed over his hand.
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Forbidden Mountain Villa.
After winter, the vegetation on the entire mountain peak withered, and the building built on a high mountain that was easy to defend and difficult to attack also appeared to be in decline.
Qi Yuchun was wearing a loose robe, carrying a long spear thickly wrapped with cloth on his back, and walked alone on the corridor of the villa.
The former commander-in-chief of the imperial army in the capital looked a little weak, and his walking was not as fast as before.
However, the members of the Kuangfu Society he met along the way saluted him one after another.
Qi Yuchun stepped forward and walked to the pavilion on the cliff. There was a plain Qin placed on the table in the pavilion. At this moment, a dead leaf fell on the strings.
Qi Yuchun looked at the old man standing in the pavilion with his hands behind his back and wrapped in a cotton robe.
Zhuang Xiaocheng turned around and asked with concern: "The injury has not healed, why are you walking around again?"
During the battle at Yansuo Lake, the angry Eunuch Hai teamed up with Lang Shiba and Ji Yue, and the three of them were seriously injured. Qi Yuchun raised the corner of his mouth:
"I'm just injured, not dead."
Zhuang Xiaocheng smiled and said:
"I have no way to tie a chicken. The long-term survival of the Kuangfu Society depends on the force of Qi, so we are naturally more concerned.”
Qi Yuchun smiled, accepted the compliment calmly, and said:
"I heard that the imperial court has taken some action."
Zhuang Xiaocheng nodded and sighed:
"The imperial court used the shadow guards to let us know, and wanted to exchange prisoners, and exchange those arrested commune members for the imperial officers and soldiers in our hands... I have agreed."
Qi Yuchun's expression Dignity: "I'm afraid there's some fraud involved, but I haven't seen them have any intention of exchanging prisoners before."
Zhuang Xiaocheng sighed softly and said quietly:
"Even if there is fraud, can we ignore it? The year is approaching, and the families, wives and daughters of the arrested members also hope that they will come back alive. , can the family be reunited?"
Qi Yuchun was silent and said: "They will be released at the end of the year? How will the master plan to arrange those people?"
Zhuang Xiaocheng said calmly:
“We have sent people to negotiate with the imperial court to discuss the exchange of prisoners. However, in order to prevent the imperial court from taking the opportunity to track us, we have to expend some extra effort. However, the members of the society are very enthusiastic about welcoming back the captives and are willing to take risks to welcome them back. Return to companions
So they can probably be brought back in the next few days... As for those who come back, let's temporarily settle in a place to heal their injuries. "Qi Yuchun was silent. He knew that the so-called healing was just an excuse.
The real purpose was to temporarily control this group of prisoners to identify whether there were spies among them who had been instigated by the imperial court.
"Commander Qi, our enemies are becoming more and more cunning. "
Zhuang Xiaocheng suddenly spoke in a profound tone:
"The position of the false emperor has become more and more stable. Next year, I'm afraid our life will be very difficult. ”
"Master..." Qi Yuchun opened his mouth.
But the latter interrupted with a wave of his hand, and Zhuang Xiaocheng, with fluttering sleeves, said:
"You go back to recuperate. Only by recuperating as soon as possible can you exert greater value."< br>
Qi Yuchun nodded, turned and left.
Watching the apparent number two figure in Kuangfu Society leave, Zhuang Xiaocheng walked out of the villa with his hands behind his back and walked in the mountains.
It's like relaxing.
I don’t know how long it took, but he walked to a hidden cave in the mountains and talked into the cave about the recent events in Kuangfu Society.
The winter sun shines into the cave from behind him, and you can vaguely see the back of a figure sitting cross-legged on the ground.
“I understand.”
After a long time, the man in the cave said.
Zhuang Xiaocheng waited for a while and saw that the latter didn't say anything else. He sighed softly, turned around and walked back to the villa through the dead branches and leaves in winter.
But his eyes were cast in the direction of the capital, and he remembered the name of the person who promoted the prisoner exchange mentioned in the intelligence.
That was the name that he hated countless times in the past six months and regretted not killing it completely.
"Zhao...du...an..."
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Deep in the snowfields of the north, it seems like snow is falling here all year round.
Off the beaten path.
However, in this area where Jubei City soldiers rarely patrol, there is actually a huge glacial lake.
The ice lake is on the top of a mountain. The shores are surrounded by hard stones and ice and snow. However, the lake water is not completely frozen. There is only a thin layer of ice on the edge. The closer you go to the center of the lake, the clearer it becomes. impurity-free lake water.
If Zhao Duan were here, he would definitely see that this is a dormant volcano, and this lake is where the crater is.
In the snow-capped mountains, the cold wind howled. A warlock walked against the wind, returned from the north, and rode the wind to the peak.
When he arrived around the "Sky Lake", he pinched his hand to reduce the wind force around him, and he could vaguely see the illusory gods floating behind him like ghosts.
“Stop!”
The snow on the surface of a stone covered with ice and snow suddenly melted, and another warlock emerged from the stone and stared at the visitor.
The warlock walking on the wind bowed, looked towards the center of the Tianhu Lake, and said:
"I want to see the leader and report the discovery in Mubei Forest."
Warlock "The Man in the Stone" "Shaking his head, he said: "The leader is in retreat, no one is allowed to disturb him."
The wind warlock was stunned for a moment and looked forward again in disappointment: "Why did he suddenly retreat?"
Shi. The middle man shook his head: "This is not something we can know."
The two of them looked at the center of the sky lake together. There was a large floating stone in the middle of the lake, like a black island.
On the island, a middle-aged man with long hair and a shawl sits cross-legged. He has a mysterious temperament. There is a fishing basket beside him and a fishing rod fixed in front of him.
Actually fishing.
People in Jianghu only know the "Fa Shen Sect", which is a powerful organization gathered by a group of warlocks. Its leader, Shenlong, seems to have the ability to walk in the outside world as a "clone".
The last time Zhao Duan returned to Beijing from Taicang, he encountered the clone of the leader of the Fashen Sect, but was killed by the secretly escorted Eunuch Hai on the way.
But Eunuch Hai also failed to capture the true existence of the leader of the Fashen Sect.
At this moment, the leader of the Dharma God Sect, whose eyes were closed, trembled with his eyelids and suddenly opened his eyes.
“The leader is awake!”
Around Tianhu, in the darkness, warlocks with different methods suddenly came out of hiding and looked towards the center of the lake.
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at the same time.
Beijing, inside the Buddhist hall of Shenlong Temple.
The green smoke of the incense candles is rising, and the huge golden body of Buddha majestically overlooks the main hall.
Wearing brown monk robes, the short, thin and aging Abbot Xuanyin faces the Buddha, holding a wooden mallet and gently tapping the wooden fish.
The eyes slowly closed.
"The abbot went into a fugue again."
Bianji glanced at the old monk who started to knock the wooden fish, and said calmly.
Then he turned around and looked at Nagarjuna and Prajna Bodhisattva standing behind him.
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Typos should be corrected first and then
(End of this chapter)