The devil is coming

Chapter 745 Looking at the passing water in the east of the Yangtze River
sacrifice; sacrifice
In the far north of the snowfield, there is a force that they believe in...or can be called, protect.
Zheng Fan remembered that Sang Hu had brought back a patchwork tribe of savages from the north of the snowfield and went south to join the savage king. He should know that area better, even if he had never actually entered the core area, the far north. For the savages, it is equivalent to a place of exile.
But unfortunately, Sang Hu died in the battle against Chu.
You can also ask Gou Moli about this matter, but this involves another question: what will Gou Moli's attitude towards this matter be, and whether he will have any thoughts after knowing this matter.
Because of the emergence of that "person", a stable "tribute" system has been formed around him. This is not a religion or a tribe, but is both a religion and a tribe;
If that "person" really wakes up completely, it is very likely that he will start from the far north and sweep out. It is impossible to say that he will follow the path of the Savage King again.
At this moment, Zheng Fan once again thought of the prophecy in Jade Man Ling;
Once upon a time, everyone thought that the prophecy was about the savage king Gou Moli, who would lead the holy race to revival, but Gou Moli failed;
But what if the prophecy refers to someone other than Gou Moli?
Whether to tell Gou Moli or not, I still have to discuss this with the blind man and the others.
My brain hurts a little.
Zheng Fan didn't like this feeling, and he also knew that in his consciousness and thinking, the person who was the first to awaken in the prophecy had been labeled too "powerful".
But in the final analysis, this world is fair.
As strong as Shatuo Queshi, he still died in the battle surrounded by iron cavalry in front of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion;
The Sword Master is so terrifying, but he is still vulnerable under the neatly killing lances;
No matter how strong the "person" is who wakes up, even if you are as strong as the sky, then why would I want to play one-on-one with you?
The family fortune accumulated through hard work,
With a full complement of auxiliaries and civilians who can be gathered at any time, I also have a hundred thousand troops under my command, okay?
No matter how powerful you are, you are still afraid of human life;
Therefore,
grateful,
This fair world.
He walked out of the room where Fan was and ordered the servants outside to go in and clean up.
Zheng Fan stretched out and enjoyed the pleasant crisp sound in his joints;
"Lao Yu, you know, I have a problem. If you put a pea on the bed board, even if you put thirty layers of cotton wool on it, I will still feel uncomfortable and panicked when I fall asleep. .”
The Sword Master looked at Zheng Fan. Although he didn't know where this joke came from, he could still understand the meaning.
"So, what are you going to do?" Sword Master asked.
Perhaps, in the Sword Master's view, there are too many things like prophecies, legends, and religions, and similar things are happening in many corners of the world.
Coercing the believers and fooling the people, they set up a yellow sky and set a destiny. The more courageous they are, they will directly raise the flag to rebel. But this kind of rebellion is not difficult for the court to suppress, unless The imperial court itself made a mistake.
A group of believers who had been gathered together and had never been in a battle, only known to be superstitious about a certain fate. No matter how many they were, they were still vulnerable in front of the elite military formation.
On this point, the Sword Master felt that people like Zheng Fan, who made his fortune through military service, should be more aware of this.
But since that day, what Zheng Fan showed was an extremely extreme reaction. The Sword Master even felt that even if the Chu State suddenly gathered the power of the whole country to have another national war, the Pingxi Marquis of Dayan would not You won't lose your emotional stability like this.
"I'm planning to……"
Lord Zheng's eyes darkened.
"First find out the context of this matter, and then determine the specific location. Once the 'tracing' is complete, I plan to personally lead the army to expedition to the so-called extreme north."
"Is it worth it?" The sword master was speechless.
"It's worth it. I must take out that damn pea."
said,
Zheng Fan waved his hand,
Road:
"Okay, let's rest. We'll go back early tomorrow morning. We need to recharge our batteries."
……
Separating from the Sword Master and returning to his bedroom, Zheng Fan did not rush to bed. Instead, he sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of tea.
At this moment, he wanted to unfold the painting and take another look, but he remembered that the painting had been put away by the Sword Master. He was too lazy to knock on the door and ask for it again. Zheng Fan simply put his left hand on the table and his right hand. Gently twirl the teacup in your hand.
a long time,
He placed the magic pill on the table again.
"Let's talk, gentlemen."
The magic pill didn't move. He was the one who stayed with the Lord the longest among the demon kings. Even Siniang couldn't compare with him;
Therefore, he is more aware of the Lord's hypocrisy.
"Tell me, what kind of existence is that thing? Is it the real son of prophecy?
Gee, Son of Prophecy is such an old-fashioned name. "
Magic Pill tilted his body, and the red stone simply leaned against the teapot.
"I think life is going pretty well now. Originally, there should be no worries. From now on, everyone can live their lives as they please, and live as happily as they want, but unfortunately, at this time, Do this to me again.
If the prophecy of destiny falls on us, then I don’t care, just regard it as one more blessing;
But it falls on others,
I hate this feeling. I believe you also don’t like the feeling of being treated as a fake, right? "
Magic Pill remained unmoved.
Zheng Fan thinks that Mowan has been unusually quiet these days. It seems that apart from playing with Tiantian, he has lost interest in many other things.
The communication between father and son did not produce any results.
Zheng Fan stopped talking, but continued to drink tea and be in a daze.
Tonight, he missed Osawa Xiangton a little, so he took a deep breath and immediately fell asleep comfortably.
But now, it can't be done.
You have to say how scared you are in your heart, it's really not true, but it's just that awkwardness that makes this breath not smooth.
Zheng Fan sat like this until the sky was bright, then he rested his head on the table and squinted for a while.
As soon as I squinted, many pictures appeared in my mind. They were dreams, but not really dreams. They were very scattered.
After waking up from a nap,
The only clear dream that I can remember in my mind is,
He saw Lao Tian sitting on the threshold,
he walked over
Road:
"Brother, there is something in the north that makes me very uncomfortable."
Lao Tian nodded,
Road:
"Then go and destroy it."
Yes,
Then destroy it.
When I woke up and washed my face, I reached out to take the hot towel delivered by the maid and put it on my face.
perhaps,
It is impossible for him to become a person like Lao Tian in this life, and he does not want to be;
But it is undeniable that
Often at times like this, thinking of him always makes me feel at ease.
After wiping his face, he threw the towel to the maid beside him.
Lord Zheng stepped out of the room,
Taking a deep breath of fresh morning air,
There is no sudden heroic spirit, nor great ambition to face difficulties;
Instead, I complained a little bit.
Ugh,
elder brother,
You are heading west too hastily,
If you were still here now, then I would really not panic at all.
He used to raise troops and respect himself, Lao Tian knew that;
He took in the Savage King, Lao Tian knew;
He has a stubborn streak in the back of his head and doesn't like kneeling down, and Lao Tian knows that too.
If Lao Tian was still here, the prophecy could not be told to others, but it could be told to Lao Tian.
Lao Tian would helplessly shake his head,
Said:
Is this what you want?
He answered: Yes, that's all.
Row,
I'll take you to destroy him.
He believed that Lao Tian would do it, just as when he learned that Zhao Jiulang was responsible for Du Juan's death, he did not hesitate to kill Zhao Jiulang on the night of the enthronement ceremony.
……
Pixiu was taken back early by A Ming and the others.
Zheng Fan and Sword Master both rode horses and headed east after leaving Shangchuan County.
The Sword Master's return is as fast as an arrow. Although the date is calculated, it is still in time, but how can it be possible to really hit the exact date for this kind of thing?
I have said verbally that it will not be the first one anyway, and it will be the same if I accompany him next time. But after all, it is the first time to be a biological father. It is also good to return to my wife early and stay with her for a few more days.
At this point, Mr. Zheng also understands very well that the Sword Master has nothing to say this time. He has helped him a lot. To put it bluntly, that time on Xiping Street, if the Sword Master hadn’t made a strong move, he would have been in trouble from the first sight. Having shocked Li Liangshen, just one Li Liangshen was actually enough to make Zhao Jiulang turn the tables.
Moreover, he was delayed for many days on his way back;
Therefore, Zheng Fan was busy on his way this time and did not do anything fancy.
quickly,
The two of them arrived at Wangjiang River.
The sword master was a little embarrassed. This was not a war. He knew the daily life style of the Pingxi Marquis. He could lie down and never sit down, and he could sit down and never stand.
So, he said:
"Let's find a restaurant and have something hot."
"it is good."
There are many ferries along the Wangjiang River, but the river has begun to freeze now, and people can already walk on them. In theory, you can try to go there with a horse, as long as the horse's hooves are wrapped in advance.
Of course, the ice is not thick enough now, so if you walk across it, you have to be prepared to accidentally fall into the ice hole and feed the fish.
The food at the restaurants in the ferry is simple, with hot soup and pancakes being the mainstream.
What surprised Zheng Fan was that the boss also asked if he wanted steamed buns with stuffing, stuffed with shredded radish, saying that they were the food from Fengxin City.
Lord Zheng smiled and ordered eight steamed buns, plus a basin of soup and some side dishes;
In addition, I gave him some extra reward money and asked the boy in the restaurant to put hooves on the horses of myself and the sword master.
Subsequently,
I sat down and waited for the food to be served.
"After crossing the river, when we encounter sentry riders or sentry posts on the road, we can directly change horses and the speed will be faster." Zheng Fan said.
To the east of Wangjiang River is his territory of Pingxihou Mansion.
"Yeah." The sword master nodded.
"By the way, have you decided what to name your child?" Zheng Fan asked.
The sword master shook his head.
"Didn't you think about it?"
"It's natural to think about it, but before the child is born, there is no time to really think about it."
"That's true."
The sword master hesitated for a moment, but did not take the opportunity to ask: What about you?
Seeing how people were accompanying me on the journey, I felt really embarrassed to be sarcastic again.
Who knew that Lord Zheng himself would take the initiative to speak;
"I have a lot of good names ready there. When I get home, I will take them out for you to choose one."
"it is good."
quickly,
The hot steamed buns are here.
Steamed buns with fillings are stubbornly called steamed buns instead of steamed buns.
This was originally Mr. Zheng’s obsession and requirement.
After this life, this title has become popular.
The people under the rule of Pingxihou Mansion have always lived a very good life, from Shengle City to Xuehaiguan and now Fengxin City. After all, Lord Zheng is not extravagant and lustful. The devil kings except A Ming drink and spend some money. It’s not about being extravagant, the upper-level system built from this can really be called simple.
Coupled with the foundation built by Siniang and Blind Man, the output of San'er and A Ming's workshops, and the development of business, and finally, they can make a lot of money every time they fight, and they have never fought a losing battle. Therefore, This military-civilian system built on the military production corps model is living a good life.
Steamed buns, this is called steamed buns, stuffing and shredded pork are also called steamed buns, what, you call this steamed buns?
Ah,
Yoyoyo, life is so difficult where you are, and you actually call this thing a bun?
Steamed buns have become a reflection of the people's sense of regional superiority under the rule of Pingxi Houfu, and can also be regarded as an unintentional brand effect.
Gou Moli once lamented,
A small steamed bun, but with a truly great wisdom and grand layout. From now on, how many refugees can be attracted to the Pingxihou Mansion in eastern Shanxi by relying on this food?
Even if the flag is raised in the future, many people hope that Lord Pingxi will come in soon, and everyone will eat this kind of steamed buns.
The Savage King is really not flattering, he is sincerely admiring him, but the problem is that this title is really just a little nostalgia for Mr. Zheng from his previous life.
But now, there is a vague tendency to become a beacon, just like a lighthouse, except that at the top of the lighthouse, there are steamed buns.
took a bite,
Mr. Zheng frowned. There was little stuffing and almost no shredded pork, and there was no lard mixed in. It tasted a bit bland.
But Zheng Fan wasn't so bored that he wanted to be a gourmet in this small restaurant by the ferry and give serious reviews. He still divided the meal with Juggernaut over the broth and side dishes.
Then, the two led the horse, which had wrapped its hoofs, towards the river.
Calling the ferry takes time and is slow, not to mention that Lord Zheng is a fifth-grade master. If you have a sword master next to you and you are still worried about falling into the river and being drowned, look at your potential.
The two men led the horses and began to cross the river.
The ice under the feet is indeed not frozen solidly yet. When you step on it, you can clearly hear the "rustling" sound, but it is really not a big problem.
A Wangjiang River can be said to have carried the Spring and Autumn changes in eastern Shanxi in the past five years.
First, the savage and rebel coalition forces crossed Wangjiang, and then Situ Lei fought in the final battle to repel them across Wangjiang;
Later, the Eastern Expedition army led by the eldest prince suffered a disastrous defeat here. The Chu navy blocked the river, and countless soldiers on the left drowned, and Li Bao died in the battle;
Later, Zheng Fan ran thousands of miles to seize the Snow Customs, forcing the Savage King to fight the King of Jingnan here. Tian Wujing defeated the main force of the Savages in one fell swoop;
Last year's battle against Chu also relied on breaking the embankment and looking at the river to change the course of the river, allowing him to enter the heart of Chu with a surprise force.
Places of interest, what do they rely on?
What matters is the story.
It is a pity that there is a shortage of literary figures in the Yan region of Jin. We can only hope that there will be a few more figures like Yao Zizhan in later generations, who will use Wangjiang as an introduction to write a few poems to make a name for themselves.
The river was very wide, and Zheng Fan and Sword Master led the horses, walking at a pace that was actually not too slow.
We were halfway through, and there were no surprises.
At this time,
The sword master suddenly stopped.
"what happened?"
Zheng Fan asked.
"I suddenly figured out something." The sword master said.
"what's up?"
"That is, I used to think that you were too cautious sometimes."
"Haha, I'm afraid of death."
"There is no shame in being afraid of death."
"I think so."
"But now I really realize that your fear is very reasonable. People like you really need to be cautious."
Lord Zheng licked his lips that were a little dry due to the cold wind.
Road:
"You make me a little scared."
"Zheng Fan, I owe you this time. It wasn't because of me that you wouldn't have rushed back in such a hurry."
"I fell in love with little monk Fan, not just you."
"There's no rush for that matter. You said it yourself yesterday. At least, there's no rush for the present. Today, it's still because of me."
"Yes, it's because of you."
Mr. Zheng is a man of good deeds.
"I will keep you safe until you arrive at Pingxihou Mansion."
"That's a must."
"In the future, you still have to be cautious and careful. It can't be like this time. It was my negligence. Not only my wife is about to give birth in Fengxin City, but there are so many people who are counting on you to protect them and keep them fed. meal."
"Don't blame yourself. You have to know that I am the safest when I am with you. Besides, it's not like I haven't experienced dangerous things before. Isn't the battlefield more dangerous than now?"
"This is different because this time I'm with you."
"Wouldn't it be better if you were by my side?"
"No, just because everyone in the world knows that I am by your side, but if they still dare, it proves that they are very confident."
Lord Zheng smiled and said,
Road:
"Do you know what you should say if you want to maintain your style at this time?"
"What?"
"I'm looking forward to it."
"What's the truth?"
"I'm a little panicked."
At this time,
Zheng Fan saw a dark shadow slowly rising under the ice.
Squat down,
Looking down through the ice carefully,
The black shadow began to move upward gradually, and also gradually approached.
then,
He saw a face, a human face, and at first, his eyes were closed;
But as he neared the ice, his eyes opened.
He raised his head,
then,
He was stunned;
Yes, although his expression would be a little distorted due to the barrier of the ice, the stunned emotion was still amplified.
Maybe he didn't expect it,
He just lurked up quietly,
But the one above,
Just squat there,
Watch him slowly rise.
Lord Zheng pulled out the black cliff,
He stabbed directly into the ice beneath him.
Wuya is a broken sword, but it is a truly magical weapon, otherwise it would not have become the inheritance of the Shadow Clan outside the Imperial City of Chu;
Lao Tian would not give a handful of ordinary objects to his younger brother.
The black cliff penetrates,
Under the ice, there was blood mist spreading.
Lord Zheng raised his head,
Sighed,
Even if you know you have a guard by your side,
But he still went through the process habitually,
shouted:
"There are assassins!"
(End of this chapter)