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Chapter 79 79. Madam's "wonderful" plan (please subscribe)
Hanping Prefecture, East City Pass, on the top of the city wall.
The moon has moved westward, and dark clouds are floating.
The wind is filled with the smell of blood and the scent of dew before dawn, with new buds and dead wood.
Insects are calling in the distance, and crows are flying around.
Death is sad, but victory can also inspire people.
"We beat the barbarians back, that's all!" A soldier shouted excitedly, "That's all!"
"Yes, the barbarians are also human beings, and they will die if they are killed by a knife! Although those monsters are terrible, we also have masters from the Shanhe Martial Arts School!" A soldier continued.
Noisy and bustling.
General Yuan did not stop it, but just watched his subordinates collecting the bodies silently.
Song Cheng put away the mechanical shield, then walked over, clasped his fists, and praised: "I have seen the general's use of troops, it is really exquisite and magical."
General Yuan was stunned for a moment, he had been thinking about this for a long time.
He usually practiced and suppressed bandits, but this kind of real life-and-death battle was the first time.
It felt like suddenly going from a low-end game to a high-difficulty game.
And in this high-difficulty game, he felt powerless several times and felt that he was going to collapse, because he had never played this level.
But he didn't collapse every time, as if he was helped by God.
The military situation that was about to take a sharp turn for the worse would always slow down in a "weird curve", giving him time to react and allowing him to quickly deploy troops.
What's going on?
But General Yuan thought about it, maybe the method of using troops is mysterious, maybe he, Yuan, has really improved, or maybe he, Yuan, is a general born for this big battle.
General Yuan, who was trembling with fear, suddenly found a trace of confidence.
Hearing this, he no longer thought about it and smiled slightly, saying: "It's all thanks to Mr. Song and the two foreign envoys who fought hard. Otherwise, even if I was in command, what's the use?"
As he was talking, the sound of "thump thump thump" came from the stone steps of the city wall, and it was seen that Hong Shi and the two foreign envoys went upstairs.
The two led the troops out from the side door before, and after a bloody fight, their bodies were now stained red and torn.
In addition to the blood of the barbarians and the monsters, their clothes were also torn, and there were many white marks on their skin.
In short-term combat, the two "form realm warriors" who have cultivated Gangqi are very resistant to fighting. As long as the opponent is not better than their masters, they will not die.
However, every time they fight hard, they will consume Gangqi. After a long time, Gangqi is difficult to continue, and if they are still trapped in the enemy, they may be killed.
But if the difference in the strength of the two sides reaches a certain level, something terrible will happen. A soldier or even a general will suddenly pierce their defense with a knife with the condensed strength of the army, killing them.
This kind of thing is usually recorded in four words in history books: died in the chaos.
The real battlefield is extremely terrible, changing rapidly, and is the grave of warriors.
In the past, both of them were in martial arts halls and mixed in the rivers and lakes, at most practicing to suppress bandits.
This kind of confrontation with barbarians and monsters is also the first time.
At this time, An Ran came back, and they were all uncontrollably excited.
Hong Juguang patted Song Cheng on the shoulder, then passed Song Cheng and gave General Yuan a bear hug, saying: "Good! I have seen the importance of your military strategy!
The strength of one person is really insignificant on the battlefield. Different generals commanding will bring completely different results. Good! Yuan boy!"
General Yuan felt quite happy, but said proudly: "It's just luck. Are the two foreign envoys injured?"
The two shook their heads.
Shi Zhongjian glanced at Song Cheng and found that the blind man had disheveled hair and a black robe stained with blood. The indifference he showed when they first met disappeared.
He took the initiative to step forward and patted Song Cheng on the shoulder.
Song Cheng also smiled. He obviously saw that Shi's favorability towards him had increased.
They had been on the battlefield together and fought for victory in the same camp. It was really different.
After the war, many people sat directly on the top of the city and chatted with each other.
Song Cheng also sat cross-legged next to Shi Zhongjian and chatted casually.
"Is Shi's son about the same age as me?" He took the initiative to bring up the topic.
Shi Zhongjian looked at the sky, pursed his lips, and finally sighed, saying, "Almost."
Then he added, "When he was at his strongest, he was not half as good as you, let alone now."
Song Cheng smiled and said, "But I am blind. The son of Shi Waiwushi can at least see the colors of the sky and the earth, and can see beautiful women, right?"
Shi Zhongjian was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at the young blind man.
The black hair was stained with blood, the face was firm, and the black cloth wrapped around his eyes fluttered in the bloody wind.
The muscular man said, "Brother Song is a really nice guy."
Song Cheng said, "What happened to Brother Shi's son?"
"He was poisoned."
"Poison?"
"The soul slowly decays, and he ages quickly. He will live through decades of others in a few years. When he and I walk down the street, people will think he is my father."
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"During the last ghost tide, he encountered an extremely powerful ghost servant, and then he was poisoned.
The ghost tide has receded, and I want to ask Madam Zhushan to save him.
If there is still one person in this city who can save him, it must be Madam Zhushan.
But Madam Zhushan did not show up."
Shi Zhongjian sighed heavily, "I understand, she was also injured, but she should have recovered now."
Song Cheng couldn't help but sigh secretly: Every family has its own problems. If someone ignores you, it may not be directed at you, but because they can't get out of their own pain.
He asked: "Is Madam Zhushan still a doctor?"
Shi Zhongjian said: "A first-class genius doctor.
She can make what is sold in Qianzhen Pavilion.
She can also make what is not sold in Qianzhen Pavilion.
She opened Qianzhen Pavilion."
Song Cheng was stunned. This Madam Zhushan and the young lady of the boss in the self-supporting child room have the same "profession".
He silently remembered this in his heart, and talked with Shi Zhongjian about some trivial things he had in Tanghe Village and Shanghe County before.
As they were chatting, suddenly a soldier patrolling on the top of the city shouted: "Retreat! The barbarians retreated!"
General Yuan and the foreign affairs envoy hurriedly stood up and looked into the distance. Sure enough, they saw the wolf riders and magic eagles gradually retreating.
Hong Juguang was surprised: "Why did they retreat suddenly?"
General Yuan thought for a while and said: "The barbarians and magic beasts are deep, but they are short of soldiers and food. If they find that they can't capture one place, they will never fight to the death, but will retreat quickly and attack another place."
After saying that, he smiled and said: "We held this battle."
Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they heard it.
Song Cheng stood on the top of the city, looking at the black and white mixed with a bit of blood in the distance, and then raised his head to look at the gray distance.
It's hard to see.
The situation is really unclear.
Can only deal with it.
He suddenly asked, "Is it possible that this army is just a scout? Are they here to explore the defense of the city?"
General Yuan thought for a moment and said cautiously, "It's possible, but that would be troublesome. However, I will send scouts to explore everywhere, and we won't be ambushed."
Song Cheng felt inexplicably heavy in his heart.
If this is a battle between people, it's fine.
But there are also ghost servants.
What do ghost servants want to do?
Now, he knows three ghosts: the drowned ghost, the human skin ghost, and... the ghost that can infect people with corruption.
People's hearts are treacherous, barbarians are cruel, and evil ghosts are hard to know.
He couldn't help but think of Zhushan Temple, which dominates the ten passes in the south of Hanping Prefecture.
Perhaps, he should take the initiative to contact it.
Because the south may be the only place where he can get out of it.
And the behavior of Mrs. Zhushan made him feel that this lady should also want to escape, at least leaving enough retreat.
As for today's victory, it actually has no impact on the overall situation.
Victory is not worth celebrating.
Defeat, but it is a disaster.
This is a dilemma.
A dead end.
The young man thought, and suddenly his heart moved, looking into the distance.
He always felt that someone was spying on him.
This feeling actually came when he killed the barbarian in the early morning, but there were many people watching him at that time, and this peeping feeling was drowned in them. Now that the barbarian has dispersed, this peeping feeling has become very clear.
If his soul was not strong, it would be impossible to detect this peeping feeling, but now. He is more and more certain.
Someone is watching him.
Who?
The barbarian retreated, and the guest official like Song Cheng who came to support could naturally leave. This battle made the relationship between him and the Shanhe Martial Arts School in Hanping Prefecture closer.
He got on the carriage again, and the disciples of the Shanhe Martial Arts School sent him to the An Mansion in the west of the city.
The disciple respected him even more.
Everyone saw how fierce this guest official was in the fight at midnight yesterday.
Although they were far from being able to detect that Song Cheng "actually suppressed the opponent's military momentum with incredible acumen every time he attacked, and defeated the opponent's momentum that was about to gather again and again", they saw this guest official as violent as a tiger, holding a shield in one hand and a knife in the other, rushing left and right, unstoppable.
No one can deny the role of this guest official last night.
Without him on the top of the city, it is possible that it would have been lost.
The martial arts school disciples still admire the strong, especially this strong is their own guest official.
"Mr. Song, we're here."
The disciple respectfully stopped the carriage, and then took the initiative to lift the curtain.
Song Cheng stepped down and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Why don't you come to the An family for a cup of tea?"
The disciple smiled and said, "Sir, you are too polite. I have something else to do."
Song Cheng smiled and said, "Then go slowly."
The carriage went away, and Song Cheng was about to step into the An Mansion, but suddenly his footsteps paused, and the sense of being peeped came again.
Just thinking about it, there were hurried footsteps behind the door of the An Mansion.
Song Cheng looked up and saw An Chenyu in white running from afar.
The young lady with mysophobia flew into the arms of the young man covered in blood.
The white clothes were stained with blood and turned into red plums.
"I'm fine."
Song Cheng laughed.
He looked again and found that Tong Niang had not come yet.
But he didn't care.
The young lady was very sensitive to information, which was not comparable to the stupid Tong Niang.
Tong Niang must be worried about him. She must not have slept well last night, but she couldn't react as quickly as the young lady.
Sure enough, soon, Tong Niang also hurried over, looking at him nervously, and the doctor's instinct was "at work". She took his hand to feel his pulse, looked here and there, and looked worried.
And the maids, some boiled water, some prepared meals, and the versatile Ling'er even brought a calming incense burner.
Song Cheng took a comfortable bath, and the feeling of being peeped at this time was gone.
But after he changed into clean clothes, the feeling of being spied on returned.
Song Cheng was also puzzled, thinking: This snooper is quite polite?
However, the last time he encountered this situation was at the foot of the mountain east of Tanghe Village. The peeping feeling from the west was most likely Yun'e.
Now, who is it?
Someone from Zhushan Temple?
Such polite peeping does not seem to have any malicious intent; those who still have such means in the city must be from Zhushan Temple; and those who are interested in a blind man.
'Maybe, it's Madam Zhushan? '
As Song Cheng walked towards the dining hall, he thought in his heart: 'The other party doesn't know that I can sense peeping, because martial arts training and soul training are conflicting. In the eyes of anyone, since I am a physical realm warrior, I can never be a soul cultivator. '
'The method of peeping at me is quite novel.
The purpose of the peeping can also be guessed, that is, to secretly test whether my new partner is qualified. '
'So, what does Madam Zhushan care about? Or in other words, what is she testing? '
Song Cheng tried hard to think about all the information he had about Madam Zhushan.
Hong Juguang and Shi Zhongjian's words emerged in his mind one by one, combined with his own understanding.
One by one, subjective judgments and information naturally emerged:
First, Madam Zhushan needs the medicine man to be completely under her control, so she cares a lot about rules and her orders being executed;
Second, Madam Zhushan's original medicine man died, so she must want a stronger partner.
Third, Madam Zhushan has not taken action against the barbarians so far. What is she waiting for? Is it because she has never recovered from her serious injuries, or is there any other reason?
Fourth, if Madam Zhushan's illusion and his "Tricky Black Sky" are the same, then Madam Zhushan must be a psychopath.
Because Song Cheng knows too well what "Tricky Black Sky" is.
This is a weakened version of the "reappearance" belonging to the taboo, which is "Let you feel my pain too."
He is "exempted from the cost", so his mind is quite normal.
And those who are not exempted from the cost are hard to say.
Madam Zhushan may be one of them.
After some thinking, Song Cheng had a general understanding of Madam Zhushan.
‘In that case.’
Song Cheng thought about it and had a plan in mind.
No matter what, when the four-way chess game was already locked, he had to take the initiative to contact this only untried path. At least this is very likely to be a retreat for him and the entire An family.
And first, he had to pass Madam Zhushan’s assessment.
“I’m so tired.”
At dusk, Tong Niangzi, who had been practicing hard for a day, was so tired that she sat on the stone steps.
Song Cheng suddenly appeared and asked, “Madam, do you want me to do anything?”
“No need, you have a good rest.” Tong Niangzi looked at him distressedly, wondering why her man loved women so much? He just came back from the battle this morning, and now he is still like this.
Song Cheng tried to find a “woman who could issue him a task” again, but Tong Niangzi, Miss An, and even Ying’er and Ling’er, none of them even hinted at what he wanted him to do from the side.
Fortunately, it was night.
Unknowingly, Tong Niangzi issued the first order.
"Xiao Song, why don't you come back to sleep?"
Song Cheng was practicing martial arts, but when he heard this, he knew that the opportunity to show "characteristics that meet the needs of Mrs. Zhushan" had come, so he immediately said: "Come now."
Then, he immediately stopped practicing martial arts and returned to the house.
The sense of prying disappeared, or was blocked.
Mrs. Tong came over, helped him untie the laces, took off his clothes, and whispered: "I heard that people who went to the battlefield are particularly depressed. Don't hold it back today. I promise you."
Her voice became smaller and smaller.
After a spell, Song Cheng hugged his wife and whispered about his plan.
Mrs. Tong was stunned for a moment, but after Song Cheng's patient explanation, she roughly understood the situation.
She giggled, revealing a face full of novelty.
So.
That night, the couple "conspired" and started "acting" the next day.
With the cooperation of Mrs. Tong, Song Cheng easily and naturally demonstrated these characteristics that "theoretically meet the interview requirements of Mrs. Zhushan".
Later in the afternoon, he quietly showed a little "trump card power" alone in the courtyard, dancing and moving his hands and feet, and the flow of qi, showing the second form except the white snake form in "Xuanwu True Form".
Masculine physique, fierce power, and "obedient characteristics".
Song Cheng didn't know the result of his "interview", but he could feel the prying eyes staring at him.
In the distance.
In an old house, the beautiful and plump Lady Zhushan, who was extremely beautiful and unreal, was wrapped in red gauze and wrapped her legs on an ancient gold-inlaid jade couch. Although the bed was luxurious, it was obviously old.
Such a beautiful woman who was in power should have lived happily and wantonly, but the lady was not happy at all. Her beautiful face was a bit miserable and disgusted with everything in the world.
At this time, she was looking at a metal mirror that was so old that it had some dark green copper rust, and in the mirror was a blind boy with black cloth wrapped around his eyes.
The lady didn't know that what she saw was just "the acting of the young couple". She watched for a long time and couldn't help but comment: "Not bad."
She thought for a while with her chin in her hand, and seemed to have made up her mind. She raised her hand and touched the mirror, and the mirror returned to its original state.
Looking at this almost perfect woman's face, the disgust on her face reached the extreme, and the pain in her eyes also reached the peak.
She put the mirror down casually and stood up.
First, she took an extremely conservative, rustic robe that did not reveal any flesh from the luxurious hanger and wrapped it around her body, then she casually picked up the ointment from a black jar with her little finger and smeared it on her face.
Suddenly, the beautiful face disappeared, replaced by a fat face with pockmarks.
The pockmarked fat-faced lady looked at the ugly face, with a bit of nostalgia and tenderness in her eyes.
She carefully picked up a mottled old medicine box wrapped by iron chains on the table, with a serious and sacred expression, and then walked out of the old house.
Outside the house, there were four gloomy warriors standing motionless, like ancient statues.
The lady said, "Ada, get the sedan chair and go to the west of the city."
She decided to find the little girl named Tong Jia.
It can be seen that the little girl is also a doctor.
Then, she can let the little girl order her man to partner with her at the cost of "teaching the little girl".
The lady doesn't trust any man, nor does she want to have a relationship with any man that is more than a "stranger".
She only trusts the medicine man who is completely under her control.
However, since the boy is so virtuous and meets her requirements, she can only make an exception once.
Anyway, even if she and the boy are partners, they are still "strangers".
For the boy, this is just the "mistress's order".
To be safe, she will call the boy's other mistress as well.
Double order, more safety.
The main reason why Lady Zhushan did this was because she no longer had time to wait for other options.
She had to find a new partner immediately.
Time was running out.