The Demon Concubine of God

The lightning talisman spontaneously combusted not long afterward, leaving the two of them feeling uneasy, unsure whether their wish would come true.

Time passed slowly, and after about half an hour, Shen Shuyu was the first to lose heart. He sighed and said to Lord Shen, "It seems that the immortal's magic has failed this time, or perhaps all the spells he set up have become ineffective because of his death. I think you shouldn't wait any longer, Lord Shen. Just wash up and go to sleep."

When Lord Shen heard that Shen Shuyu's guess made sense, his hope gradually disappeared. He silently lowered his head and walked heavily towards the soft couch. He raised his hand and waved to Shen Shuyu, indicating that he should also go back to his tent to rest.

Just as the two were about to part ways, chaos suddenly broke out outside the tent.

"what sound?"

Shen Shuyu was the first to hear it and blurted out.

Lord Shen heard the sound immediately afterward. He listened for a moment, then shushed Shen Shuyu and whispered, "Don't make a sound. Go out and take a look quietly."

So the two of them poked their heads out from under the tent and looked toward the source of the commotion.

Under the moonlight, the source of the sound could be vaguely seen.

To the east, countless figures could be seen moving about. These people were moving in an orderly manner, clearly a well-trained army. However, they were not coming this way, but were instead winding their way towards the low hills to the east.

Shen Shuyu asked, puzzled, "My lord, what exactly are these people going to do?"

Lord Shen didn't understand at first either, and he shook his head.

At this moment, Shen Shuyu suddenly noticed a problem. He came out of the tent, looked around, and then said to Lord Shen, "Lord Shen, what's going on? Why is the whole military camp so quiet? It's like it's suddenly turned into an empty space. I've been listening intently for so long, but I haven't heard a single sound. If you don't believe me, Lord Shen, please listen."

Lord Shen then emerged from his tent and listened intently. He said, “Not only that, look at that watchtower in the northeast. The lanterns there are extinguished. In this area, no military camp is allowed to make a sound. And the tents behind are also abnormal. That’s my cook’s camp. Every night, a cook guards the stove in that tent, sometimes until dawn, so the tents are always lit. Sometimes, the soldiers who share the cooking duties play cards with the cook in those tents, but now the lights are extinguished.”

When Lord Shen got to this point, he quickly said, "I told you to make good arrangements for taking care of my sixth son and my only grandson, Shen Xifeng. Come with me to their camp; they can't be allowed to get into trouble."

Shen Shuyu immediately tensed up and quickly led the way, the two of them quickening their pace to walk into the series of military camps at the back.

They encountered Shen Xifeng and his son, who were fleeing for their lives, halfway there. Lord Shen was relieved to see that Shen Xifeng was alright. He looked like a loving grandfather and carefully examined Shen Xifeng's body. Only when he knew that he was not injured did he feel truly relieved.

Shen Shuyu said, "My lord, what should we do next? There's no one around here, and even if we wanted to go to the east to check the situation, there's no one to run errands for us."

Lord Shen patted Shen Xifeng's shoulder, thought for a moment, and decided, "Let's find a place to hide first. Our safety is the most important thing. As for what happened there, let's check it out tomorrow at dawn."

So the four of them, supporting each other, left the military camp to the west and found a place nearby where a homeless man had previously lived to settle down.

Seeing that Shen Xifeng had gradually fallen asleep peacefully under the coaxing of his father, Master Shen Liu, he and Shen Shuyu then lay down nearby as well.

Soon the four of them entered a dream...

Lord Shen returned to the military camp to inspect it. Under the soft moonlight, Lord Shen's eyesight was still good, and he could see the familiar places clearly.

At this moment, all the soldiers in the camp returned. Everyone was in good order, and the generals and soldiers who passed by saluted and greeted him.

Looking at this daily routine, Lord Shen gave up on the power of the thunder talisman he had hoped for yesterday, and sighed inwardly.

But when he looked up at the soldiers working around him, he noticed something unusual about them that made Lord Shen blink and even rub his eyes hard.

Lord Shen turned his gaze to the soldiers again and saw that a superfluous black shadow appeared behind each of them. This shadow was powerful and muscular, and it blended into all the soldiers.

Lord Shen stared at all this with his mouth agape in disbelief.

He suddenly had an idea for an experiment.

If only that wicked grandson Shen Wen could come at this moment, then he could make good use of these troops and see just how much these soldiers have been strengthened.

Not only that, but just as he was thinking about this and that, several mad bulls suddenly came running down the mountain. They were about to attack the guards at ten or even a hundred times the speed. Just as the mad bulls were about to trample the guards and turn them into mud, at the critical moment, the black shadow accompanying the guards suddenly expanded, and its violent power grew wildly. It tore the mad bulls apart in the blink of an eye. Its terrifying power made people's hair stand on end.

After this test, Lord Shen immediately felt that he was capable again, and he was filled with satisfaction and joy.

He was laughing like that when he suddenly woke up laughing.

Lord Shen opened his eyes, looked around, and found himself still in the homeless man's cave. The sky outside was still pitch black. Lord Shen yawned.

At this moment, Shen Shuyu, who was beside him, also woke up. He looked at the sky outside and then asked Lord Shen a few questions. He said, "It's still early. I think you've only slept for two or three hours. Lord, you should continue to sleep."

Lord Shen obeyed his words, and the two of them lay down on the haystack again.

But just as Lord Shen touched the haystack, he suddenly remembered the dream, and immediately bounced up, even pulling Shen Shuyu up with him.

He said anxiously, "I just had a dream that warned me! Quick! Let's go check it out. This time it must be real. My invincible ghost army has come to the mortal world to help me."

Shen Shuyu looked bewildered, but was pulled away by Lord Shen, and the two quickly left the cave.

As the moonlight gradually sank in the west, they hurried quickly toward the mass grave in the east.

The two men had to cross the military camp, following the route the soldiers had taken.

Just as the two men passed through the military camp and stood before the mountain path to the east, looking up at the path, they could vaguely see a large contingent of people winding their way down the mountain.

Lord Shen was incredibly excited.

The leading generals stepped forward and knelt down to pay their respects to Lord Shen.

Lord Shen rubbed his eyes carefully, and just like in his dream, there were tall, dark shadows vaguely accompanying these people.

Lord Shen was even more excited, just like he had been admired and loved by the younger generation during the New Year in previous years.

"No need for formalities... Soldiers, you've all worked hard. Quickly follow me back to the camp."

Lord Shen moved with a light step, as if he had returned to his youth in an instant.

But at that moment, one of the generals, who had been hidden in the back, stepped forward and stood out from behind.

He said, "You have seen the people of the living world, but are you just going to ignore the ghosts of the underworld?"

Upon hearing this voice, Lord Shen and Shen Shuyu immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

Their heads were completely white, and they looked at the general with great difficulty.

When they carefully observed the man's appearance, their already weak bodies swayed even more. If a finger were to gently poke them, they would collapse to the ground.

Especially Lord Shen, after he looked at the man's face again and again, he could clearly feel that the souls in his body were about to leave his body.

"You? You! What are you doing here?"

Lord Shen could clearly hear the trembling in his own voice, which had reached an alarming level of tension.

With a trembling voice, Shen Shuyu gripped Lord Shen's arm tightly with both hands and asked softly, "Who is Lord Shen? I feel like he's a ghost."

Having lived for so many years, Shen Shuyu finally experienced what it felt like to see a real ghost.

It was an unwavering intuition; for some reason, he knew he was a ghost.

Looking at the man's calm expression, Lord Shen squeezed out a name through gritted teeth: "General Jin Zhongquan."

Shen Shuyu didn't immediately recall how she came to have this name.

When the man opposite heard Lord Shen call his name, he suddenly smiled.

He nodded and smiled as if meeting an old friend again, saying, "I knew the Marquis wouldn't forget me."

He turned to look at the generals, who, as if they were of one mind with him, immediately understood his meaning.

Then, well-trained, they returned to their respective teams and instantly dispersed, disappearing without a trace along the mountain path.

Upon seeing this scene, Shen Shuyu immediately panicked. He tugged at Lord Shen's sleeve and said, "Lord Shen... we can't just let them go like this! Those people are clearly your men. We must think of a way, otherwise they will all run away with someone else."

Lord Shen turned around and glared at Shen Shuyu, signaling him to be quiet at this time.

Jin Zhongquan glanced at Shen Shuyu as if he were looking at excrement on the ground. To be honest, he had never despised or loathed anyone so much. He just couldn't understand what the point of living was for someone like Shen Shuyu. Even as a ghost, he wouldn't look down on him; he felt that this bastard would be a disgrace to ghosts.

Jin Zhongquan said, "Does the Marquis still think that my Jin family army has really become your possession? The Marquis should wake up."

Lord Shen was immediately awakened by his sharp rebuke.

How could he forget that whether it was the remaining soldiers or the dead who were buried in the mass grave, they were all originally one family of soldiers?

Even though Lord Shen understood, he was still unwilling to accept it.

Lord Shen looked at Jin Zhongquan, who had become a ghost. His wrinkled old face twitched and twisted, yet he said without a trace of shame, "General Jin, you are already a dead man. In this world, once you die, you leave this world. All the people and things in the mortal realm are no longer your concern. I advise you to go back now and live a peaceful life as a wandering ghost. Perhaps in ten or twenty years, you will find an opportunity to be reincarnated, won't you?"

Jin Zhongquan was truly shocked by the old man's shamelessness. The more Jin Zhongquan listened, the angrier he became. When the old man finished speaking, Jin Zhongquan couldn't hold back any longer and spat in his face.

However, he was a ghost, and the saliva he spat out was insubstantial, merely a cloud of black mist.