Lu Bu: My wife comes from two thousand years later

Things went just as expected.

However, having experienced the massacre of refugees by government soldiers, Zhang Mo knew that begging for mercy was useless. Although her heart was filled with fear of death, she still forced herself to stand straight.

By not kneeling and not admitting defeat, you can, firstly, die with more dignity, and secondly, you can buy yourself some time to speak.

These soldiers were already frightened of Zhang Mo because of the ghost fire. Now seeing her standing there calmly and composedly without any fear on her face, the soldiers felt more and more that she was not a human. So although everyone drew their swords, no one dared to come forward to carry out the order.

Zhang Mo quickly explained, "General, I can make will-o'-the-wisp, and I can use it to help you..."

"Don't do it yet!"

But Cao Cao didn't listen to her at all and shouted again.

"General..."

Just as Zhang Mo opened her mouth again, she saw a sharp arrow with a cold glow coming straight towards her.

Finished!

He dodged subconsciously, and with a "puff" sound, the arrow penetrated his chest. His weak body was knocked to the ground by the force of the arrow.

"what……"

Her tailbone hit the ground hard, and she closed her eyes tightly and screamed in pain.

"I'm dead, dead, really dead this time..."

Looking at the little man lying on the ground waving his hands and kicking his feet, everyone was shocked and stunned.

Is she dead?

do you died?

died?

Everyone looked at each other, with question marks in their eyes.

Zhang Mo screamed a few times, and suddenly realized that except for the pain on her butt, there was no pain anywhere else on her body.

She slowly opened her eyes, touched the place where she was hit by the arrow, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Daddy bless me, I won’t die!

She slowly sat up, pulled out the arrow, and gave everyone a mischievous smile.

"Wow... ghost, ghost..." Some soldiers were so scared that they wet their pants on the spot.

The soldiers became more and more panicked and retreated several steps. Cao Cao's hand holding the bow also trembled slightly.

Seeing everyone like this, Zhang Mo wanted to scare them again, but then she thought that she still had to rely on this general for her life, so she didn't want to have too much fun, so she had to suppress her evil taste.

"General, do you really think that killing me will appease the troops?"

She stood up and took two steps forward. "I was indeed the one who set the fire. General, if you can send me into the city, I will give you the secret recipe to help you defeat the bandits."

This is her real life-saving talisman.

Cao Cao raised his eyebrows and put down his bow and arrow. "Who are you? Why are you not afraid of swords?"

Not only was the little refugee invulnerable to swords and guns, he could also see through his intentions. Facing the blades all around him, he remained calm and even dared to negotiate with him using will-o'-the-wisp. He was definitely not an ordinary person.

"I'm just an orphan who wants to go to the city."

Seeing that the bearded general was willing to listen to her, Zhang Mo took out the chipped kitchen knife from her body. There was an obvious small hole on the wooden handle, which was obviously left by the arrow tip just now.

So that’s it! Everyone suddenly understood!

Cao Cao still looked at her suspiciously. How could the arrow have hit the hilt of the knife so coincidentally? She had clearly dodged just now, otherwise the arrow would have hit her body. Let him ask her first.

"How can will-o'-the-wisp fire quell the thieves? Tell me about it."

Zhang Mo explained, "Zhang Jiao can use talismans and incantations to bewitch the people, which shows how much they believe in ghosts and gods. If the general can summon ghosts on the battlefield, those moth bandits will be scared half to death. Then the army's morale will be weakened, and suppressing the bandits will be much easier."

The ancients were superstitious and believed in ghost fires, so they had many ways to scare people!

It was indeed a bluff! Cao Cao examined her. Although this fire was identical to a will-o'-the-wisp, it could only stay still on the ground while a will-o'-the-wisp could fly. How much would it have to burn for the enemy to see it on the battlefield?

There is something wrong with the child!

His eyes sharpened and he asked again, "Which city do you want to enter?"

"Let's go to Yangdi City." She roughly knew that she was near Yingchuan now, so she said casually.

The Yingchuan government office is indeed plotting something evil.

"What are you doing in town?"

"To make a living, of course!"

How can a child with an ugly face, poor clothes and no strength to fight make a living?

"Why don't you use this secret recipe to ask this general to take you in?"

Zhang Mo's eyes lit up, "That would be great if the General is willing to take me in!"

In the past few days, Zhang Mo roughly guessed that she was in the Han Dynasty from the clothing and attire of the passing caravans. She also saw a group of bandits wearing yellow scarves, and speculated that it might be the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

This was an era when human life was worthless, and she was alone and helpless. It would be better for her to follow this general. Perhaps with her foresight of history, she could become a counselor.

Seeing Zhang Mo's reaction, Cao Cao's suspicion grew even stronger, and murderous intent suddenly appeared. He said coldly, "This kid must be a Taiping Dao spy. Take my sword!"

"what……"

Zhang Mo screamed and retreated repeatedly. Cao Cao chased after her and attacked her with a knife.

"stop!"

Just when Zhang Mo was about to die by the knife, an urgent shout came from the side, and an old man with half white hair and beard and wearing a Jinxian crown on his head walked out from behind the crowd.

The knife stopped in mid-air. Zhang Mo looked up, slightly stunned, and rushed to the old man at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, shouting excitedly, "Dad..."

After calling out one word, she realized that this was not her father, he just looked like her. She quickly hid behind the old man and looked at Cao Cao timidly.

Cao Cao stepped forward and saluted, "Envoy!"

The old man nodded in return and asked in confusion, "Why did you kill her?"

Cao Cao said, "The boy is intelligent and skilled in martial arts, and doesn't look like a refugee at all. The so-called will-o'-the-wisp is nothing but a sorcery of the Taiping Dao, hoping to infiltrate the army and gather intelligence."

Zhang Mo shouted, "How did you know I knew martial arts? I'm definitely not a member of the Taiping Dao. I just wanted to enter the city, not join the army. You were the one who asked to take me in."

This person is simply incomprehensible!

"If you don't believe me, General, I can swear on my behalf that if I were a Taiping Daoist, I would make sure Zhang Jiao dies a miserable death, with no intact body left after death, and never be reborn."

Zhang Mo felt no pressure in swearing by others, and she was not a Taiping Daoist believer in the first place.

What a poisonous oath!

Am I really too suspicious?

The Taiping Daoists believed that Zhang Jue was a god, and no matter what the reason, they would not curse him like this.

Cao Cao still looked suspicious, but the old man's doubts were dispelled after hearing Zhang Mo's words. He looked at Zhang Mo's clothes made of weaved grass and asked, "You are naked and look terrible. Even if you go to the city, how can you make a living? In this world, being a beggar means you will starve to death."

Zhang Mo said, "I can tell stories. I can go to restaurants and teahouses and tell stories. That should be enough to make a living, right?"

"Storytelling?" The old man obviously didn't believe it.

Zhang Mo nodded hurriedly, "If you don't believe me, I'll tell you something."

The old man waved his hand, "Even so, you can't even enter the store in your condition!"

Zhang Mo lowered her eyes, "At least there is hope once we get into the city."

"Well, since you've met me today, give me a ride. On the way, tell me how to make the will-o'-the-wisp."

"Thank you very much, sir. You love the people like your own children and have a kind heart. I am sure you will be blessed with good fortune and live a long life!"

Zhang Mo was delighted and kept thanking and flattering him.

The old man laughed and said, "The child is very eloquent and articulate. It seems that he can really tell a story."

He looked at Zhang Mo again, frowning slightly, "It's a pity that she's a little ugly."

As he said that, he turned to the middle-aged man beside him and said, "Butler, go get her a robe to change into."

Seeing the old man wanting to take Zhang Mo with him, Cao Cao disapproved, saying, "Sir, this child's origins are unknown, and he's very clever. Judging from his demeanor, he doesn't look like a refugee at all. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to take him with him."

The old man climbed onto the carriage and paused.

Zhang Mo's joy hadn't yet subsided. Seeing this, her heart skipped a beat. She opened her innocent eyes and said pitifully, "Sir, I'm just an orphan. If you're worried, I'll go sit on the oxcart at the back and leave as soon as we get into the city."

Her eyes were filled with earnest pleading, and the old man finally couldn't bear it anymore and waved his hand, "Come up first!"

He then said to Cao Cao, "She's just a weak girl, what can she do? Once she's in the city, let her leave!"

With the old man's consent, Zhang Mo climbed onto the carriage using her hands and feet.

At dusk on the third day, the team arrived at Yangdi County, Yingchuan Commandery, Runan. Yingchuan Prefect Li Min had already received the news and had put the city gates under martial law around noon, and led officials of all ranks outside to welcome them.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Mo was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. To be greeted by a county governor, he must be either a special envoy sent by the court or a new governor.

Thinking that everyone calls the old man "Envoy", could he be the Governor of Yuzhou?

Zhang Mo was extremely curious about the old man's identity, but she didn't dare to ask too many questions on the way. This team was going to suppress the bandits, and her identity was unknown. She was afraid that if she said too much, she would make mistakes and be treated as a spy by accident, which would be very bad.

As the old man got off the carriage, Li Min and others hurried forward to greet him, "Envoy Wang!"

After returning the greeting, the old man said, "No need to be so polite, my lord! I have been ordered to fight the bandits. I wonder what the current situation is like in Yuzhou?"

Li Min wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and sighed, "I'm not very optimistic. A few days ago, General Zhu encountered the bandits Bo Cai's troops in the suburbs. The battle was very brutal. General Zhu was outnumbered and had to retreat to Changsha. The Changsha defenders were only a few thousand, while the bandits had a hundred thousand men. General Huangfu could only hide behind closed doors to avoid the battle!"

"Sir, please follow me into the city first, and we will talk as we walk." Li Min led the way, and the group entered one after another.

Steward Wang, carrying a bundle, and Zhang Mo were the last to arrive. As they entered the city gate, he couldn't help but ask, "Young lady, you just mentioned that Sun Wukong was chased back to Flower-Fruit Mountain by Tang Monk. Did you finally put aside your past grudges and go to rescue him?"

"nature!"

Steward Wang stopped and gave her a long look, a smile playing on his lips. "Since Tang Sanzang is so ungrateful, Sun Wukong should just stay in Huaguo Mountain and be the king, free and easy. There's no need for him to suffer such an insult."

Zhang Mo knew that once she entered the city, it would be her turn to leave. In this day and age, human life was as cheap as a dog's. Even if she could find temporary peace, it was still uncertain whether she could survive. She felt very depressed and said casually, "If it weren't for Tang Monk, Sun Wukong would still be pinned under the Five Elements Mountain, unable to move. How could he be free and at ease?"

Then he thought, if the old man hadn't been kind, he would still be wandering in the wilderness. Now he had finally entered the city. He had survived such hardships and dangers, so what was there to be afraid of? His mood suddenly became much brighter.

"What the young lady said makes sense!"

The housekeeper smiled with satisfaction and handed the bundle to Zhang Mo. "This is a small amount of money as a reward for listening to your stories along the way. Inside is a document written by the envoy himself. With it, you can register at the county government office. Now go!"

Zhang Mo happily took the bundle and bowed, "Please thank you for me, sir. I will never forget this kindness."

After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Could you tell me his name? If I have the chance in the future, I will repay him."