Fu Shifeng

Chapter 112
The new wind was howling, the ice and snow were thick, Cheng Sanwu and his party braved the wind and snow, and walked eastward in a little confusion.

After leaving Mingsha County and crossing the Yellow River to the east, heavy snow fell for several days, and the cold wind from the north swept across the land, which suddenly stopped the slight warming momentum.

According to the original plan, Cheng Sanwu and his party planned to go to Baiyanchi to investigate the monster, but because of the sudden blizzard, which covered the official road and cut off the traffic, the three of them got lost in the wilderness and snow for a while.

"There is smoke in front, it's a small village!" Cheng Sanwu drove over, pointing to the distance, full of interest.

Although the other three people in the same group all had martial arts skills and could endure the hardships of a long journey, fleeing on the road in the severe cold and snow for several days was really a huge physical and mental torture.Zhang Fan and the others looked at Cheng Sanwu, who was as energetic as ever, and they didn't have any good expressions.

However, it was good news to hear that there were people living in settlements in front of them. Everyone forcibly cheered up and came to this village with less than forty families after a while.

Strangely, this village has only one dilapidated wall on the north side, which is seven or eight feet high at most.If you look around, you can vaguely see that this wall extends intermittently to the east and west ends, and you can't see the end at a glance, as if a giant dragon is lying on the ground, sleeping and not waking up.

The arrival of Cheng Sanwu and others was seen by the villagers stationed in the watchtower, and they immediately greeted everyone loudly.

When Cheng Sanwu and his party stopped and dismounted at the entrance of the village, the old man in the village led a dozen or so men, one by one in worn-out clothes, to greet them with simple spears.

"Oh, my husband is so enthusiastic." Cheng Sanwu stepped forward with a smile, completely ignoring the villagers.

The villagers couldn't cope with Cheng Sanwu's ignorant look, or the old man in the village said in official Chinese with a strong accent, "Who are you?"

Zhang Fan hurriedly went to Chashou and replied: "Forgive me, old man, we are businessmen passing through Shuofang. We have lost our way due to the heavy snow these few days. I saw that you have fireworks here, so I want to stay overnight and ask for some wine and food. We can give you money." .”

"Wine? No wine!" The old man in the village seemed to have misunderstood the point, shaking his head and waving his hands.

"Excuse me, we are here to rest." Zhang Fan could only explain with gestures, thinking that this place is already the border of the Han land, and it is not uncommon for the villagers in the countryside to not be able to speak Chinese.

Before the old man could understand, Cheng Sanwu sighed, pushed Zhang Fan away, took out a silver collar from his waist, stuffed it directly into the old man, and then leaned closer and said loudly: "We want to eat, understand?"

"Understood, I understand!" The old man was yelled at half a step back, weighed the weight of the silver collar, put it in his arms skillfully, and then waved to the villagers: "It's all gone! Sanbao's family, hurry up and tidy up a room!" Empty room, entertain guests!"

Seeing the difference between the old man and the old man, Zhang Fan felt that his thoughts were wasted, but Cheng Sanwu snickered and said, "In this kind of rural place, if you don't give money first, they will definitely pretend to be deaf and dumb to you."

With money to open the way, they naturally received the hospitality of the villagers. It was rare for the children in the village to see outsiders coming, so they all came to watch the fun together, and some even clamored to ride horses.Just looking around, most of the men, women and children here are yellow and thin, with fluffy and messy hair, and their faces are numb and lifeless, as if a big snowstorm can easily flood this village.

"Our place is called Tianshui Village." The old man introduced Cheng Sanwu and the others while leading them in, "There is a sweet water well in the village. It is said that when the imperial army fought against Tule dogs, it was similar to you and got lost nearby. The soldiers prayed to heaven together, and there was a spiritual response, sweet water spewed out from the ground, and the army was rescued."

"But why does your village only have one wall?" Cheng Sanwu pointed to the ruined wall on the north side of the village.

"That's the ancient Great Wall of the Qin Dynasty." Zhang Fan answered, "Although it's dilapidated, layers of rammed earth can be vaguely seen...Old man, how far is Wuyuan County from here?"

"The county seat, from here to the southeast, you can walk along the wall for a day." The old man in the village raised his finger and asked casually, "Are you going to the county seat?"

Zhang Fan was afraid that Cheng would say too much, so he rushed to say: "Yes, thank you for your guidance, old man."

The old man led Cheng Sanwu and his party to a low-rise residential building, and signaled, "You guys should sleep here tonight. Remember to close the doors and windows tightly when it gets dark. If you hear any noise, don't go out and pay attention."

"Oh? Why is that?" Cheng Sanwu was aroused curiosity.

"There is a ghost!" the old man whispered.

Cheng Sanwu and Zhang Fan and the others looked at each other, and then asked: "Is there a ghost? Is the old man joking? Those of us who run around in the rivers and lakes often travel at night, and we have never heard of ghosts anywhere."

"Don't you believe me, if you are scared to death, I don't care!" The old man threatened.

Zhang Fan knew that this location was near Wuyuan County, so he knew that his party had not deviated too far from their destination. The "ghost" that the old man in the village said was probably related to the evil spirit in Yanchi.

"Old man, we heard that there are monsters haunting Baiyanchi recently, could it be related to the haunting at night in Tianshui Village?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Then I don't know." The old man asked the villagers to bring a pot of sticky porridge, but there were no oily flowers: "These are the only foods in the countryside, so you can make do with it."

Cheng Sanwu asked: "Not long after the New Year's Eve, did Tianshui Village not slaughter livestock to taste?"

Judging from his words and deeds just now, the old man is obviously a stubborn man who refuses to give in, but when he heard this, he still sighed faintly: "A few years ago, the county master sent people to collect taxes, and they were so urgent. The sheep are all counted."

"Oh, that's it." Cheng Sanwu took out another silver collar: "Go and buy a few more sheep, and treat it as money for the children."

The old man muttered for a while, finally chose to accept it, and then left with a little shame.

"You don't hesitate to spend money, do you want to buy people's hearts?" Xu 23 was as bitter as ever.

"Money is earned to be spent, and I find it cumbersome to carry around all day." Cheng Sanwu didn't care how much he spent: "Besides, if it is really possible to buy people's hearts by spending money, then I really am Don't mind spending a little more."

Xu 23 glanced at Hu Yi, and said sarcastically, "You miser, why don't you learn from others?"

"I save money to do business in the future, how can I spend it casually?" Hu Yi argued.

Cheng Sanwu sat down and scooped up a spoonful of porridge paste. The taste was both sticky and rough, making it difficult to swallow.

"Eating these all day long will make your teeth rot." Cheng Sanwu rarely criticizes him who has no restrictions on diet.

"In poor places, it's good to have a bite of food." Zhang Fan also sat down and looked at Hu Yi: "You said you want to do business? Are you selling horses?"

"Selling horses and livestock these days, who can compare to Guo Wanjin's family? Do I think the money is too much?" Hu Yi folded his arms and said, "I'm planning to do the spice business now, and by the way open a few Hexiang shops in places like Luoyang, Chang'an .”

"I thought that if I entered the Ministry of Internal Affairs, I would have to do a job for the rest of my life." Cheng Sanwu saw that the other three were not very interested in thick paste, so he simply picked up a bowl and ate alone.

"Doing business does not hinder running errands, and it is more convenient to have the status of the Ministry of Internal Affairs." Hu Yi disagreed.

"What about you?" Cheng Sanwu looked at Xu 23: "What are your plans for the future?"

"What's none of your business?" Xu 23 retorted angrily.

"Could it be that you don't have a good husband-in-law?" Cheng Sanwu asked again, with a slippery tone.

"Are you annoying?" Xu 23 was irritated, turned around and entered the middle room, and slammed the door shut.

"Why are you so angry?" Cheng Sanwu wiped his mouth.

Zhang Fan had no choice but to explain: "23 was tired of her family wanting her to get married, so she found her own way to enter the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Now you just make fun of the things that people hate the most, of course it will anger the other party."

"Say it earlier." Cheng Sanwu turned around and asked Zhang Fan again: "By the way, what did you say about the ancient Great Wall just now? Did this area also exist? I thought it was further north."

"That's natural." Zhang Fan nodded and said, "Before the ancestor dragon of the first emperor captured the south of Hetao, the ancient Great Wall passed through Wuyuan County. This dynasty did not build the Great Wall, but many fortresses actually overlapped with the ancient Great Wall."

"Where is the White Salt Pond?" Cheng Sanwu asked.

"It's just north of the ancient Great Wall, not far away." Zhang Fan tidied up his clothes.

"Sweet Water Village is haunted at night, is it related to Yanchi monsters?" Hu Yi asked beside him.

"Maybe." Zhang Fan said, "So rest early, and take turns to watch the night tonight, and pay attention to the outdoors."

……

In a vast wilderness, Cheng Sanwu opened his eyes.

Unlike in the past when the sky was covered in darkness, the sky in this wilderness was uncharacteristically clear at this moment.Although the sun cannot be seen, it is bright everywhere, comparable to daytime.

Cheng Sanwu remained silent, instinctively lowered his head to look down, and suddenly saw sharp claws on the ten fingers of his hands, black hair on his arms, and a pair of sheep's hooves on his lower body. The huge hunger almost swallowed his mind instantly.

Can't help but think about it, Cheng Sanwu instinctively sensed the crisis, looked up, and an armored god man covered in golden light appeared in front of him without any warning, holding an axe, swung round and horizontally with the momentum of holding mountains and seas!
This ax was so powerful that Cheng Sanwu felt that his abdomen was sliced ​​open in one fell swoop, as if being cut in half, almost split in two.

Cheng Sanwu flew upside down, and before he had time to familiarize himself with the two sheep's hoof feet, stabilizing his figure, two golden armored gods behind him each held spears and pierced into his shoulders fiercely.

Pain, heart-piercing pain, but before hunger, it's not worth mentioning.

Following his instinct, Cheng Sanwu snapped off the spear, and the huge wounds in his waist and abdomen were healed as before. Then he turned around and swung his arms, passing his sharp claws, leaving several deep scratches on the surface of the golden armored god, and strange golden flakes flew away. fall,

Roaring in anger, Cheng Sanwu opened his mouth to swallow it, creating a huge suction force, shaking the surrounding mountains and rivers, and the air of wind and cloud entered his stomach instantly.

The suddenly swollen body quickly recovered, Cheng Sanwu easily condensed the mammoth wind and cloud aura, and then opened his mouth again, the terrifying power swept across the front, and the two golden armored gods were directly blasted to pieces.

In the next instant, six golden-armored gods descended from the sky, each holding an axe and spear, and directly pushed Cheng Sanwu down heavily, immediately causing the terrain to change and the river to change course.

Cheng Sanwu was pressed to the ground, and the huge hunger drove him to struggle hard. Six golden-armored gods swung their yellow axes, chopped off Cheng Sanwu's limbs and head, and chopped him into pieces!
But even after suffering such severe injuries, Cheng Sanwu still retained his mind, like a mirror full of cracks, reflecting the fragmented scenery.

Cheng Sanwu felt that his head was being held up by a golden-armored god, and he motioned to the south.

As far as the eye can see, thousands of troops and horses can be seen faintly on the skyline, arrayed and guarded. An emperor wears a crown on his head, stands tall, and holds a long sword, commanding the world of Kyushu.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Sanwu was immediately cheered up by the huge hunger. The limbs of the dismembered body produced supernatural power out of thin air, broke free from the restraints in one fell swoop, and flew towards the solitary head with all their strength, smashing a golden armor god man to pieces .

Almost in the blink of an eye, Cheng Sanwu was back to normal. Before the other golden-armored gods could attack, he stomped on the ground, causing a huge shock, and the air wave visible to the naked eye spread outward, bringing about a burst of destruction. The violent storm, flying sand like a curtain, rolling stones into a tide, and the gods and men in golden armor overturned one after another.

Cheng Sanwu drew his body, opened his mouth and let out a sharp roar, and flew towards the emperor.

But seeing the emperor holding the divine front, Kyushu and Wanfang instantly felt the same, turning into Kowloon, and the stars came at a gallop.

The two sides collided head-on, causing a huge explosion, just like a thousand suns shining together, a fungus-shaped battle cloud rose from the ground, and the grass and trees in a radius of dozens of miles were urged.

Cheng Sanwu was in it, facing the frontal impact, he only felt the physical and spiritual shock, the power of the Kowloon was endless, but he was gradually unable to do what he wanted.

In the end, Cheng Sanwu was bent and defeated, his whole body was shattered, and he fell to the ground. He couldn't tell whether it was tangible or invisible. He couldn't heal himself, and he only maintained a broken body, allowing him to be slaughtered.

Cheng Sanwu watched helplessly as he was taken to the north by the golden-armored god, but his mind and consciousness stayed where he was.

Suddenly, the feet were cold and wet, Cheng Sanwu looked down, and he didn't know when he would return to his normal body, a clear spring gushed out from the ground.

He bent down, scooped up water to taste, it was sweet and delicious, completely different from the surrounding arid wilderness.Perhaps it was because of the previous fierce battle that destroyed the original terrain and forced out a deep underground water vein.

"Perhaps this is called fate." Cheng Sanwu was silently contemplating, and another self quietly appeared beside him, standing side by side, looking towards the north where there was no golden armor god.

"The vicious battle that the two sides devoted all their efforts in the past has turned into an opportunity to nourish the soul. This change of misfortune and fortune is really wonderful." The other thought about it: "I suddenly thought that the suffering of the seal these years may not all be the result of Bad thing. There are more living beings in Kyushu than in the past, and the taste will be more satisfying when you think about it. The time to feast on all living beings is coming, are you ready?"

Cheng Sanwu didn't say a word, the horizontal saber came into his hand impressively, and swung the saber out.

Unexpectedly, the other self jumped back as expected, and said with a smile: "You and I are one, and if you succeed in cultivation, I will also benefit from it. I don't know how long the stalemate can last in this situation?"

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Sanwu danced a frenzied knife light, twisting his other self into pieces, following the bubbling spring, looking towards the unknown distance.

(End of this chapter)