Things went as expected.

However, after experiencing the massacre of refugees by officers and 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 up straight.

If you don't give in, you can die with dignity, and you can also buy yourself some time to speak.

These soldiers had lingering fears for Zhang Mo because of the will-o'-the-wisp. Now that they saw her standing there calmly and calmly, with no trace of fear on her face, the soldiers felt more and more that she was not a human being, so although they all pulled out their swords, no one

Dare to come up and carry out the order.

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

"Don't do it yet!"

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

"General..."

As soon as Zhang Mo opened her mouth again, she saw a sharp arrow with a cold light coming straight towards her.

It’s over!

He subconsciously hid for a moment, only to hear a pop, and the arrow sank into his chest. His weak body fell to the ground due to the force of the arrow.

"ah……"

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

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

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

Is she dead?

Dead?

Dead?

Everyone, look at me and I at you, with question marks in our eyes.

Zhang Mo yelled a few times and suddenly realized that except for the pain on his buttocks, there was no pain anywhere else on his body.

She slowly opened her eyes, touched the spot where the arrow hit her, and suddenly laughed.

Dad bless you, your life should not be cut off!

She sat up slowly, pulled out the arrow with a bang, and smiled strangely at everyone like a mischievous person.

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

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

Seeing everyone in such a state, Zhang Mo wanted to scare them again, but he also thought that he had to rely on this general to survive, so he didn't want to have too much fun, so he had to endure the bad taste.

"General, do you really think that killing me will calm the morale of the army?"

She stood up and took two steps forward, "I did set this fire. General, if you can send me to the city, I am willing to give you the secret recipe to help you defeat the thieves."

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, but he could also see his intentions, and he remained calm in the face of the swords all around. He even dared to use will-o'-the-wisps to negotiate terms with him. This was by no means an ordinary person.

"I'm just an orphan, I just want to go to the city."

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

That’s it! Everyone suddenly understood!

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

"How can a will-o'-the-wisp defeat a thief? Let me tell you."

Zhang Mo explained, "Zhang Jiao can confuse the people with talismans and spells, which shows that they believe in ghosts and gods. If the general can summon ghosts on the battlefield, those moth thieves will not be scared to death. By then, the morale of the army will be weakened, and the thieves will get twice the result with half the effort?"

The ancients were superstitious about will-o'-the-wisps, and there are many ways to scare people!

It was indeed a trick to bluff people! Cao Cao looked at her. Although this fire was the same as a will-o'-the-wisp, it could fly, but it could only stay still on the ground. How long would it have to burn before the opponent could see it on the battlefield?

The kid is weird!

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

"Just Yangzhai City." She said casually, knowing that she was near Yingchuan now.

The Yingchuan administration is indeed up to something evil.

"What are you doing in town?"

"Of course it's to make a living!"

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

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

Zhang Mo's eyes lit up, "It would be best if the general is willing to take him in!"

In the past few days, Zhang Mo guessed from the clothing and attire of the passing caravans that he was in the Han Dynasty, and had seen a group of thieves wearing yellow scarves. He speculated that it might be the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

This was an era when a person's life was as cheap as a dog's, and she was alone and helpless, so it was better to follow this general. Maybe with her prophetic knowledge of history, she might be able to become a counselor.

Seeing Zhang Mo's reaction, Cao Cao became even more suspicious. He suddenly had murderous intent and said in a cold voice, "I am definitely a Taiping Dao spy. Please give me a knife."

"ah……"

Zhang Mo screamed in surprise and retreated repeatedly. Cao Cao raised his sword and pursued him.

"stop!"

Just when Zhang Mo was about to die under the knife, there was a loud shout nearby, and an old man with half-white hair and beard wearing a crown of virtue walked out from behind the crowd.

The knife stopped in mid-air. Zhang Mo looked up, stunned for a moment, rushed to the old man's side at a sprint speed of 100 meters, and shouted excitedly, "Dad..."

She just called out one word, and when she realized that this was not her father, he just looked like him, she hurriedly hid behind the old man and looked at Cao Cao timidly.

Cao Cao stepped forward to greet him and said, "Your Majesty!"

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

Cao Cao said, "The boy is smart and knows martial arts. He is not like a refugee at all. The so-called will-o'-the-wisp is just a Taiping Dao magic. I want to take the opportunity to sneak into the army and spy on the military situation."

Zhang Mo shouted, "How did you know that I know martial arts? I am by no means a Taiping Dao person. I just want to enter the city. Why do I want to join the army? You were the one who took me in just now."

This man is simply incomprehensible!

"If the general doesn't believe it, I can swear to Zhang Jiao that if I were a member of the Taiping Taoist community, I would not let Zhang Jiao die a good death. He would not have a complete body after his death, and he would never be reincarnated again."

On the oath of others, Zhang Mo said it without any pressure, and she was not a Taiping Taoist in the first place.

What a vicious oath!

Could it be that I am really too suspicious?

Taiping Taoists believe that Zhang Jiao is like a god, and no matter what the reason, they will not curse him like this.

Cao Cao still looked suspicious, but when the old man heard what Zhang Mo said, all doubts in his heart were gone. He looked at Zhang Mo's clothes made of weeds and asked, "You are not covered by your clothes and your appearance is terrifying. Even if you enter the city,

How do you make a living? In this world, you can only starve to death if you are a beggar."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhang Mo said: "I can tell stories, so I can go to restaurants and tea shops to tell stories, and I can just make a living, right?"

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

Zhang Mo nodded hurriedly, "Sir, if you don't believe it, I will tell you something."

The old man waved his hand, "Even so, I'm afraid you won't even be able to enter the store with your appearance!"

Zhang Mo lowered his eyes, "There is hope after entering the city."

"Well, since I met this old man today, I gave him a ride and told me how to make the will-o'-the-wisp on the way."

"Thank you, thank you sir, sir, he loves the people like his own son, is kind-hearted and virtuous, and will definitely be blessed with good fortune and a long life!"

Zhang Mo was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly for his flattery.

The old man laughed and said, "The child is very eloquent and sharp in teeth. It seems that he is really good at storytelling."

He looked at Zhang Mo again and frowned slightly, "It's a pity that he looks a little ugly."

With that said, he turned around and said to a middle-aged man following him, "Butler, go get some robes for her to change into."

Seeing that the old man wanted to take Zhang Mo with him, Cao Cao disagreed and said, "Your Majesty, this child's origin is unknown and he is very smart. 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 happiness was not over yet. When he saw this, his heart skipped a beat. He opened his innocent eyes and said pitifully, "Sir, I'm just an orphan. If you're worried, I'll sit on the bullock cart behind me.

As soon as you enter the city, leave immediately."

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

Then he said to Cao Cao: "What can I do if I don't have the strength to restrain a chicken? Let her leave when we enter the city!"

With the old man's consent, Zhang Mo climbed onto the carriage using both hands and feet.
To be continued...