Blue, Red and White Dark Abyss Cauldron

After these words were spoken, all the soldiers fell silent.

Zhou Bo glared and shouted, "Don't just believe in folk tales!" Only then did the soldiers quiet down.

Jinglan asked softly, "'A divine horse appears, and an extraordinary person is born', father, is what they say true?"

Zhou Bo said softly, "Lanlan, there are many folk tales like this. You must not take the 'appearance of a strange man' seriously. Our general is also a 'strange man', but we have never heard of any 'divine horse appearing' before he was born. Besides, wild horses are common on the grasslands, and no one has ever seen what a divine horse looks like. It may not really exist, so don't believe it blindly."

Jinglan smiled softly and said, "You can't just believe it blindly, but you can't not believe it either, right?"

Zhou Bo said, "I don't know how many years this prophecy has been circulating. It is said that five or six hundred years ago, there were evil spirits causing chaos in the world, and the people could not bear it. Later, someone saw a strange horse that could fly in the mountains, and a mysterious man appeared and said that soon an extraordinary person would be born to eliminate the evil spirits and restore peace to the world."

Jinglan was quite curious and asked, "What happened next? Did a strange person really appear?"

Zhou Bo laughed and said, "I don't know whether it was a few years or a dozen years later, but there really was a strange man called Shenwu Bumie who wiped out all the evil spirits."

Jinglan said: "But the world is very peaceful now, and there are no evil spirits causing trouble. It seems that legends are just legends after all..." She remembered what her father said about five or six hundred years ago. Although it was only a few numbers, she still couldn't help but be curious, and she was attracted to it.

Zhou Bu thought about this time when he went back to Bicheng to meet the general, and learned that the divine tripod that calmed the dead had left the place where it was supposed to be. The spiritual energy of the world was disordered, and he didn't know when a great disaster would happen. He couldn't help but sighed and said, "I hope it's true. If an extraordinary person really comes into the world, father will definitely find a way to ask him to cure your leg disease..."

Zhou Bo originally planned to let the horses rest for a while before continuing on his journey, but he was delayed for a while by the wild horses running in the wilderness. After a quick meal, it was already dark. Although the sky was full of stars, there was no moon. The official road was pitch black, so he could not go on, so he had to rest on the spot with his clothes on.

Ever since Chu Xiaomu saw the leading white wild horse, its handsome image kept flashing in his mind, and he was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.

At dawn the next day, a soldier blew the horn to wake everyone up, and Zhou Bo ordered them to continue on their journey.

If there is nothing to do in the day, people will not dismount and horses will not stop.

Everyone was riding tall war horses, and they needed to rest for a while after running for more than an hour. They ran and stopped like this, and only ran more than 400 miles in a day. They were still nearly 200 miles away from the Nanding army camp. They happened to arrive at an inn called Shishuiyi, so they had to rest for another night.

Next to the post station there is a shallow river about six or seven feet wide. The water flows slowly, as quiet as a woman embroidering in her boudoir.

After running around for nearly two days, their clothes were soaked with sweat, so they led their horses to the river to bathe.

Chu Xiaomu said: "The name of the post station is Shishui Post Station. Could it be that the river is called Shishui River?"

Yingdan said: "I guess so. It's a nice name. I wonder who came up with it."

A sergeant beside him said, "It's called 'Shishui River' now. Do you know what it was called before?"

Chu Xiaomu said: "Wasn't it called 'Shishui River' before? It's just a small river, why change the name?"

The soldier was brushing the horse's body and said with a smile: "It is now called 'Shishui River', and it was also called 'Shishui River' before."

Chu Xiaomu, Yingdan and others looked at each other, confused.

The soldier went on to say, "What a pity it is not the word 'poem'. The difference of one word can make a huge difference in meaning, tut tut..."

Lin Zhen asked: "Which word is that? Is there any word that sounds better than this one?"

The soldier smiled but did not say anything. After bathing, he led the horse ashore and said, "Forget it. Don't scare you kids." Everyone was puzzled.

Yingdan kicked Zhang Hou and said, "Go and ask him what he meant."

Zhang Hou glared at Yingdan and said, "You think of me now? I won't go!"

Chu Xiaomu smiled and said, "Brother Hou, when it comes to getting information, no one here is better than you. You can make everyone's lips weary with just a few words... I'm a little tempted to become your disciple."

Zhang Hou chuckled and said, "Of course, you can ask for whatever you want, but there is nothing I cannot ask or ask for."

Chu Xiaomu said again: "Who told you, Brother Hou, to be so likable? Go quickly, we are waiting for your good news..." Zhang Hou said: "Okay, you guys wait here, I'll be back soon." He handed the horse reins to Chu Xiaomu and went ashore happily.

Yingdan spat behind him and said, "He's still likable? Xiaomu, you're really good at talking nonsense."

After a while, Zhang Hou ran over with a look of joy on his face, jumped into the water with a splash, and said, "I got it, I got it..."

Yingdan said, "Is it necessary to be so happy when I only asked one word?"

Lin Zhen said: "That guy is so mysterious, what was his name before? Which word 'poem' is it?"

There were ten people in Chu Xiaomu's group. The oldest was no more than twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and the youngest was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Most of them still had the mentality of children. When they saw others doing things that were deliberately mysterious, everyone was quite curious and couldn't help but gather around to listen to what he said.

Zhang Hou said: "It is the word '尸', which means '尸' in '尸'. It was also called '尸水河' in the past."

Yingdan murmured, "River of corpses, river of corpses..." Suddenly, her stomach churned and she felt nauseous.

When everyone heard the name, they felt extremely uncomfortable. They didn't even take a bath and led their horses ashore.

Zhang Hou stood in the river and glared, "'Corpse water' and 'poetry water', they sound exactly the same, didn't you just say they sounded better?"

Chu Xiaomu asked: "Why is it called such an ugly name, do you know the reason?"

Zhang Hou pointed to a mountain that was vaguely visible in the southeast direction and said, "That mountain is called 'Lange Mountain'. It is said that there was a great battle there more than two hundred years ago. Many people died, their bodies rotted, and the corpse water flowed into a river. It was this corpse water river... Wow..." He finally came to his senses and jumped onto the shore.

Chu Xiaomu was horrified, thinking how many people had died in that battle to form a river? The tragedy was no less tragic than what General Bi Ye said about floating corpses blocking the river and flooding the entire city of Anfeng. Fortunately, someone changed the word "corpse" to "poetry". Although the pronunciation is exactly the same, the feeling is a million miles away.