Great Sui Guoshi

Yu Wentuo's magic circle is also approaching the final step.

Chapter 4 Fifteen

After the winter snow melts, the clear water flows along the mud and rock crevices to form a small stream to the foot of the mountain, and the rolling hills are green.

The climate in the north is still a bit chilly. In the Sui Army’s big camp in the past winter, chariots and soldiers entered and exited, bringing up water and mud. The soldiers who practiced held their long soldiers and roared “hahahahaha” and took off their winter clothes to protect them from the cold. Finally, he looks fit and healthy, and his spirit is much better than when it was severe cold. When he is free, some acquaintances will gather together and talk about how the family is doing at this time.

"...This battle is almost over, it's time to go back."

"No, the Great Turkic Khan was arrested by the Grand Master."

"Hmph, with the grand master in charge, tens of thousands of horses are not enough to fight, but I heard that one of them escaped."

"Jumping beam clown, I'm scared out of my wits."

"That's right, such a big sword fell from the sky, and it could make a big hole in the ground. Oh, my eyes were blurred at the time. When I came back to my senses, [-] Turkic people... tsk tsk... .I just saw corpses all over the place."

"The sand bowl is probably going to be frightened crazy."

......

A group of Sui soldiers talking in low voices passed by a tent, not far away, the curtain was opened, and someone came out of the tent.

"General!"

The guards on both sides arched their hands, Shi Wansui was wearing armor, pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist, strode past the two of them, stepped on the wet ground, walked straight to a tent opposite, opened the curtain, and let go of the hilt of the sword , laughed and walked in.

"Grand Master Yuwen! There is a message from the imperial court that we will have our teachers go back in a few days. This time, Sha Bolue will be our guest in Da Sui Chang'an."

In the big tent, there is a fierce tiger screen, and the oil lamp on the desk reflects a focused face, silently flipping through the books, with a majestic figure in bright armor, and on the weapon rack next to it, there is a broad golden sword, the sword body reflects The lights are bright and golden.

Hearing the sound, Yu Wentuo put down the scroll, raised his face, and nodded.

"General Shi handles it himself. You don't need to inform me. When the time comes, you go first. I still have important things to do."

Suddenly, he turned his face slightly and looked in one direction in the tent, as if he sensed something, got up from behind the long table, grabbed the cloak with one hand and tied it.

"The general is busy, don't wait for me."

Shi Wansui watched the Grand Master of the East Palace, who was many years younger than him, suddenly take the weapon covered with densely carved patterns, and he dared not speak casually.

That scene last winter, when I think about it now, is too terrifying, even Yu Wentuo is like this, so his master, Lu Liangsheng who lives on Qixia Mountain, can move mountains and seas with a wave of his hand?

When he came back to his senses, he immediately cupped his hands and said, "Then Grand Master, the last general will be the first..."

The words stopped, Shi Wansui sensed something was wrong, raised his head, the oil lamp in the tent was flickering, he was the only one left, the Grand Master Yuwen had long since disappeared.

He opened the curtain and went out, and asked the soldiers guarding both sides of the tent. The latter shook their heads, saying that they had not seen the grand master come out.

"It's really miraculous!"

Shi Wansui took a few steps, looked back at the curtain that was still slightly stroking, grinned and touched the iron helmet, and looked at the bright spring sun across the mountain.

Behind the distant mountains in the north, the grand master he mentioned was now standing on the grassy hills in the north near the grassland, with a thick golden sword stuck in the soil at his feet, with his hands wrapped around his chest, white His cloak fluttered in the wind, and he looked indifferently into the distance.

In the far direction, a figure wrapped in animal skins and gray linen was leaning on a cane, with a few small urns hanging from his waist, making soft noises as they collided and came limping.

The next moment, when he was more than ten feet away, he stopped and, amidst the messy and knotted hair, raised his face covered with burns slightly, his only good right eye, and looked at the Sui man standing on the grassy hill.

"White Wolf God, I have lost the Khan of the Grassland, the hope of the Turks, please come down and devour this ascetic from the Southern Dynasty..."

He was the high priest next to Sabolo that day, when the huge divine sword fell from the sky, he used shamanism, sacrificed one eye, and let a beast spirit die for him. The opponent's divine power spread, his whole body was burned by the flames, and his mana was completely lost.

But coming here now... is the last bit of mana, and it can still be used.

"...The Great Turkic Khan, don't lose it in my hands."

Between the rapidly moving lips, the mottled and scarred palm let go of the crutch, tremblingly stretched out his neck, pulled off the pendant and squeezed it tightly. It was a wolf tooth, which pierced into his palm with a sharp point, and the high priest died. Staring at the figure on the hill, his voice also shouted hoarsely at this moment.

"White Wolf God—"

The high-pitched and hoarse Turkic words echoed, and he suddenly fell backwards and fell heavily on the ground. His clenched fists were loosened, and the wolf teeth on the pendant, stained with blood, immediately burst into red light.

woohoo-

Yu Wentuo originally saw him collapsed with no energy, turned around and was about to leave, but heard a wolf howl vaguely in his ears, and the moving steps stopped immediately, turned his face slightly and looked again, above the corpse, there was a blood-red aura It rushed to the sky, forming the outline of a giant wolf, roaring upwards.

"Roar--"

The white mane trembled like a needle, and when the huge wolf eyes saw the figure on the grassy hill, the long snout split open, and a gust of wind blew across the sky, blowing yellow sand across the sky.

"Humph!"

Yu Wentuo snorted coldly, lifted his cloak, took the hilt of his sword and pulled it out, and threw it almost simultaneously with a 'clang' sound.

boom--

The yellow sand exploded, and the golden long sword directly tore through the gravel in the sky, pierced the foul wind, and formed a streamer of light passing through the huge wolf shadow. When it stopped, the sword pointed downward and hung in mid-air.

Below, the mace in the hands of the dead priest exploded into powder with a slap, and the wind blew, turning into dust and falling on the grass.

The sky light tilted slightly, reflecting the vast sea of ​​green grass, the huge standing wolf shadow disappeared, Yu Wentuo raised his hand, Xuanyuan Sword flew back with a roar, fell into his hand and put the scabbard back, without even looking at the one lying there. The corpse turned around and left. Next, he was going to complete his mission and set up the blood spirit array.

woohoo~~

As soon as he reached the foot of the hill, he once again felt a wave of energy coming from the south. He turned his head and looked at the southern foothills belonging to the Sui land. Not far away, there was a woman's figure in a red dress, swaying her waist, pursing her hands. Laughing and walking towards him.

"How dare a little monster approach this Grand Master?"

Yu Wentuo was not angry, but stared at the other party curiously. He was full of supernatural power, not to mention monsters and ghosts, as long as he didn't enter his body, he would not dare to look directly at him in ordinary cultivation.

"Hehe...why don't I dare to approach?"

The person who came was Hua Hongyi, and amidst a chuckle, she winked at the handsome Yu Wentuo, covered her red lips and turned aside.

"Grand Master Yuwen may not know...Although I am a demon, I am also your teacher's wife."

Ok?

Staring at this woman, Yu Wentuo's cheeks tightened immediately, and his cold eyes shot out majesticly: "You are worthy too?"

"Whether you deserve it or not is not up to you, but..." Hua Hongyi obviously expected the other party's attitude, and didn't care, but in the long sound of the word "but", the red sleeves suddenly let go, something Things were thrown out with a swish.

Bah!

Yu Wentuo stretched out his hand to catch the flying thing, a mirror-like jade pendant was surrounded by dragon carvings, at a certain moment, with a twist of palm, he pulled the jade pendant tightly and put it into the chest robe.

He turned around and said, "Follow me."

"That's right, you are much more sensible than your straight-minded master."

Hua Hongyi's red lips hooked into a charming smile, and she walked briskly behind the forward figure, "However, what does the jade pendant mean, please tell my wife?"

In front, the walking figure stopped, pressing down on the stroking cloak, Yu Wentuo turned his face slightly, his voice was cold.

"It's none of your business, it's best not to ask, just watch."

The woman was obviously frightened by this look and stopped in her tracks. Seeing that the other party finished speaking and continued to walk, she pursed her lips and muttered: "I still have the same virtue as your master, but after killing such a mortal, I really want to know how those cultivators came to It's time to encircle you, what kind of scene is it?"

The slightly cold spring breeze blew across the undulating sea of ​​grass. Behind the far away, among the mountains in the west, in the single peak mixed with cliffs, the White Wolf King sitting on the travertine chair opened his eyes, and his mouth and nose suddenly opened. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body became erratic.

"What a domineering divine power...a variable, a variable in the catastrophe..."

Getting up from the stone chair, Gongsun Liao pressed down the injured Yuanhun with all his strength, staggered and dragged his cloak to the entrance of the cave, a little demon came to help him, but he pushed him away, and when he came to the entrance of the cave, the yellow sand was rolled up like a flower Clouds flew south over the mountains.

On the mountainside a few mountains away.

Four sallow and thin figures staggered up the hillside with bookshelves on their backs and looked eastward.

"After a few dozen miles of mountain roads, we will reach the boundary of Chang'an. We must grit our teeth and hold on."

"The four of us are weather-beaten and conscientious in governing the people. When we return to Chang'an, we will surely be reused."

"Haha...I want to chant a poem for my brother...Hey, what is flying in the sky?"

"It seems to be falling."

"How can such a strange incident startle the hearts of the four of us, hurry up and don't pay attention to it."

"No, it's coming towards us!"

Above the sky, a cloud of yellow clouds that fell to the ground suddenly turned in one direction, scaring the four scholars with their bookshelves on their backs and the hem of their robes as they ran and watched. come.

"Hey hey...he's coming!"

A group of yellow clouds chased the four scholars and landed behind the front slope. Then, there was a loud bang, and the yellow sand splashed into the sky, covering everything.

Chapter 4 and Sixteen: Luo River Stele

The yellow sand filled the air, and slowly scattered in the blowing mountain wind. Four hazy figures could be seen with their heads buried in the dust, crouching in the dust with their heads in their hands. Someone hastily reached out and touched his face and chest. Injured, he let out a heavy breath.

"Hoo hoo... so dangerous, so dangerous, I'm fine."

"I'm fine, it doesn't hurt, hehe, I didn't bump into it."

"It seems that God favors me and other scholars!"

"As the saying goes, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have a future blessing..."

In the soft words, they suddenly heard the low moan of the "ho ho..." beast, the four scholars raised their faces subconsciously, waved their sleeves to blow away the smoke and dust in front of them, and glanced over there .

Outside the scattered yellow sand, the hillside was in a mess, and a huge white silhouette was vaguely seen lying on the ground sideways, with its stomach heaving up and down.

"......No way...."

"Let the four of us meet again."

'Goo~~'

One of them swallowed his saliva, leaned over and whispered, "Let's sneak away while it's not paying attention..."

The four tremblingly looked at me, I looked at you, squatted on the ground and tiptoed back a few steps, slowly got up and turned around with breathlessness, put their toes on their toes, and walked away down the slope bit by bit.

As soon as he descended the hillside, the person walking in front suddenly stopped, and the remaining three people behind him bumped into the bookshelf on his back one by one, and the fine stones and broken soil stepped on by his feet rolled down the hillside.

"Brother, why did you stop?"

"Hurry up and go."

When the three of them stabilized their bodies, they saw Wang Feng in front of him with trembling shoulders, subconsciously passed over his shoulders, and a man wearing a white plush collar was standing opposite him, with blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth, the three who were still talking People, Qiqi shut his mouth, stepped forward, almost instinctively retracted, and squeezed out a dry smile.

"This strong man...are you injured? If you are injured, you must see a doctor. Unfortunately, the four of us are only scholars and don't know how to look at injuries. That...well...let's go to the doctor first. Take a step!"

"Farewell, farewell!"

The three of them arched their hands, and after speaking, they pulled their elder brother Wang Feng back, but the man on the opposite side reached out and grabbed the scholar's shoulder, his lips parted, and let out a weak voice in his blood-stained beard.

"The four of you took me to Hezhou... If you are slow, I will eat you."

The four scholars over there were so scared that their faces turned pale. When they heard that they were about to be eaten, they screamed, "Wow!", and hugged each other and crowded together.

"My lord, the four of us traveled long distances back to Chang'an. On the way, we were hungry and skinny, not enough to fit your teeth. Why don't you find another one?"

"Yeah yeah."

"Why don't we go back to Chang'an first, gain some weight before coming here..."

"Yeah yeah!"

On the side, Wang Feng, who has always been upright, slammed the bookshelf on his back to the ground, glanced at the three brothers behind him with serious eyes, and scolded: "We who are studying, holding sage words in our hands, and uttering sage words, how can we do that?" Facing demons, disturbing the state of mind! How can you say such a thing?"

Seeing the three people lower their faces, Wang Feng turned around, smacked his lips, and arched his hands towards the figure in the white wolf down cloak opposite.

"Hmm... I have already reprimanded them, I wonder when this strong man will leave?!"

Gongsun Liao clutched his chest, stared at the four scholars in front of him, and gritted his teeth hoarsely.

"immediately."

He could feel that his primordial soul was still in turmoil. He was driving the demon wind before, but it made his injuries worse. If he wanted to fly all the way there, he might not be able to.

Fortunately, I met these four people, so I should still be able to catch up.

Not long after, four sallow and emaciated scholars found sticks and branches. After two hours, they slowly built a simple sedan chair and let the demon sit on it. Amidst the yelling of the wind, I struggled to stand up, staggered down the hillside, endured the pain in my shoulder, and headed south in panic.

.......

The sky slanted westward, and the continuous spring rain that had lasted for two days stopped.

On the wet ground, Taoist Toad was naked, pushing a round stone to lean against the tall stele, turned around and leaned against it, tongue lolling, white belly heaving up and down, panting heavily, all around Eight people including Lu Pan and Taoist, who had finished their work, sat around, quietly watching the figure walking back and forth under the stele, waving their pens and inks.