Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 247 Gathering
Before Wei Xi could gallop on her horse, she was stopped.

A team of several hundred soldiers blocked the official road leading to Bingzhou, and small teams checked pedestrians in batches.

Wei Xi's heart had already flown to Fuzhou. She reined in her horse and wanted to turn around - if the official road was blocked, there were still small roads, and there was no need to waste time here.

She discovered that several hundred other soldiers had sealed off the entire area. Wei Xi, holding her horse's belly, negotiated with the soldiers, who simply said that the superiors had ordered entry but not exit, and that if the Immortal Master wanted to leave, she had to get a warrant from the superiors.

There were already some refugees on the road. Wei Xi frowned. She originally thought that there would be refugees in the territory because Dongyi had lost a battle.

How could there still be refugees if Ju State won the battle? And why did these soldiers blockade this area?
Wei Xi had all kinds of guesses in her mind, but hurrying on was the most important thing. She didn't want to make things difficult for the little guy who was just following orders, so she immediately went to find the officer in charge of the matter.

The camp was located in a wooded area south of the official road, filled with tall pine trees. Wei Xi rode in and immediately noticed something was amiss: the camp contained nearly a hundred horse-drawn carts carrying supplies, all of them empty.

Wei Xi knew that something bad was going to happen and was about to leave when a sharp-eyed soldier recognized the badge of the Immortal Sect on his waist. The soldier was extremely excited and reported at the top of his voice.

This time, it was impossible to leave quietly. Wei Xi threw the reins to the talkative soldier and headed straight for the tent.

Inside was a young man in his early twenties, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a strong waist. He looked like a military commander who had been on the battlefield. He had a sign on his waist that read "Guerrilla General" and a line of small characters next to it: "Li Feng, from Bingzhou."

"May I ask if you are the immortal master sent by the sect?" Li Feng said excitedly, "Thank you for all the trouble, immortal master. The lives of the entire camp of 500 people are in your hands!"

"General, you've misunderstood," Wei Xi said, refusing to get involved in this mess. "My master has sent me to Fuzhou. Please give me a warrant, General."

Li Feng's excited and joyful expression froze on his face. "You...you're not here to help us?"

"Since the general has already asked other fellow Taoists for help, they must be here soon." Wei Xi made a roundabout way to prevent this person from getting too emotional and not giving him the order.

If it really doesn't work, Wei Xi secretly thought in her heart that she could use some magic to escape.

Li Feng said, "Master, the situation here is extremely urgent. Everyone nearby is a suspect. I can't let a fly go until the matter is fully investigated. I hope Master will understand!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Xi seemed to be stung and shuddered: Maybe he would have to take the blame again!
At this moment, she was regretting deeply. If she had known this would happen, Wei Xi would have run away. Maybe Li Feng was deaf and couldn't hear the message from his men.

Wei Xi's expression was very interesting. He relaxed and said, "Then I won't bother you..."

After finally finding a helper, Li Feng was unwilling to let him go. He said anxiously, "Master, you may not know that this batch of food and fodder must be sent to the front. It is not a pity for me to die alone, but the soldiers at the front and under my command are innocent."

Wei Xi: I am innocent too, do you know?

As a result, Li Feng became more and more excited as he spoke, "Master, the reason why this batch of food and grass was lost is strange. I'm afraid that the other party..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Wei Xi tried to stop the other party from dragging him into this mess. "This is a matter of military intelligence. General Li, don't lose your composure!"

Li Feng was also a simple-minded person. He was born with supernatural powers and became a general through military merit. He did not know how to march and deploy troops, nor did he understand the ways of the world. When he heard Wei Xi's shout, he suddenly realized what was going on and quickly shut up.

"General Li, since something has been lost, it's useless to just seal this place off. There are more and more refugees outside, and a long-term blockade might cause a big chaos!" Wei Xi had already made up his mind not to get involved in this matter. He said a few perfunctory words and left.

Li Feng gritted his teeth and shouted, "Master, don't go! Please stay and help me. I am willing to offer you my wealth!" It's not that Li Feng has too much money and has no place to spend it: if the food and grass are lost, not only will he lose his official position, but his soldiers will probably lose their heads too.

Although Wei Xi was poor, she knew what money she could and could not make. Since this matter involved military affairs, she didn't want to go to jail again.

"General Li, you'd better hurry up and search! I won't bother you anymore!"

Having said this, Wei Xi opened the curtain and saw a spotted horse running to the camp gate, with a monk in Taoist robes sitting on it.

"Master?" Li Feng, who had been feeling somewhat hopeless, was overjoyed to find that Wei Xi hadn't left. Thinking that his sincerity had touched the other party, he carefully asked, "Do you want to stay and help investigate the case?"

"I've thought about it and feel that this matter concerns the safety of the soldiers on the front lines," Wei Xi lowered the curtain and said righteously, "There's no need to offer your wealth. Whether we can find out anything is still uncertain."

Li Feng was deeply moved, thinking that this young immortal master was a really good person! Although he was tough on the outside, he was kind at heart. He might actually be able to find the missing food and grass.

The curtain was lifted again, and in walked a radiant beauty, her features heroic and with a chilling air. "Is General Li here? I'm Qin Feng from the Qingcheng Sect, and I've been ordered to assist with the investigation!"

Then Qin Feng saw Wei Xi, who was wearing indigo cotton clothes, and asked happily, "Wei Xi? Why are you here?"

"Ah? I was passing by here and met General Li. I felt really sorry for him and decided to stay and help him!"

Qin Feng's eyes became puzzled, but she was familiar with Wei Xi's pretentious attitude, and she probably had some purpose, so she just went along with her.

Therefore, Qin Feng suppressed the surprise of meeting again after a long separation, nodded slightly, and handed his task card to Li Feng for inspection.

After collecting his mission card, Qin Feng asked, "The Bingcheng Prefecture received the news and asked us to come. I just don't know why the general specifically requested a cultivator."

"Alas... If it's only half of the theft, I can handle it myself! But this matter is really strange, I'm afraid only the Immortal Master can solve it!" When mentioning the biggest trouble at hand, Li Feng's face looked very bad, and he could even show a little fear.

Wei Xi's eyes flashed slightly, and he felt that this matter was not simple.

"Masters, the missing food and fodder from the military camp is a batch of food and fodder. The exact amount cannot be disclosed. We camped here the night before yesterday and rested promptly at 2:15 PM. At least three teams patrolled the camp simultaneously that night. Early yesterday morning, the last shift of soldiers discovered that all the food and fodder we were escorting was missing!"

Li Feng's expression was extremely grim. He paused before continuing, "I immediately blocked off the area around the camp and checked everyone inside, but the food and fodder seemed to have vanished into thin air. I couldn't find any trace of them at all."

"This is a serious matter. I'm requesting support from the nearest Bingzhou," Li Feng said helplessly. "I've only been investigating for a day, but haven't found any useful evidence."

Qin Feng frowned: Ju State had strict military discipline. If the food and grass were lost, Li Feng might be chopped into meat sauce. There should be no such thing as the thief crying "stop thief".

So who stole this batch of military rations?

　Without any hesitation, the next thing that came to us was the Fuzhou military grain case!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)