No matter how surprised these Jurchen whistle detectives were, Wanyan Olun finally stood up, looked to the south and the north, and gritted his teeth and said, "No matter which end, I will go back to repay Zong Han and the others to know! Otherwise, if our Jurchen army really hit these strange military horses, it would be a big loss!"

After saying that, he left without caring about the mission he was carrying: "Take the horse on his way back to the camp, and send this news back sooner, Zong Han and the others would be prepared sooner!"

However, before he finished speaking, a slight coldness surged in the air. Then the Wanyan tribe's body suddenly froze. In the final sight, he only looked at Alihan, Hulu, and Tabuye whom he brought, and they all looked confused, and then fell to the ground.

The wind blew up the snow like powder, gradually buried the bodies of these Jurchen horses into the snow. No one could see them, and shot them into the deadly pinhole of the brainstem from the back of their necks.

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This chaotic encounter on the snow field only took a few moments from the beginning to the end.

However, the follow-up problems are enough to make the people in the department responsible for the aftermath fall back.

For example, in the conference room of the newly established Yangsuifang Pavilion in Yizhou City, Xie Mingxian, who was also in charge of military supervision, stared at Yin Xiaolou's indifferent face with a bad look on his face: "There are signs of the enemy's magic masters' activities. Even Yin Xiaolou has confirmed the abnormal reactions in the other party's army through the Qi-seeking technique, but why don't you contact us immediately? If Zhong Yun had not arrived in time from him, would you know how many combatants would be damaged in this battle?"

Facing Xie Mingxian, Yin Xiaolou just sat lazily on the chair, holding a roll of Taiping paste in his left hand to wrap his wounds on the cracked tiger's mouth.

Anyone who knows Xie Mingxian knows that this military scholar from Qinggeng Academy has always been calm in his work, but seeing his fierce look at his eyebrows and stare at him today, the Taoist soldiers in Yangsuifang's museums are a little confused.

However, they were confused. Mu Lan, the technical Taoist official, was as good as the mirror in his heart. He glanced around and snorted first: "Today we will conduct performance tests on the messaging mirror. Have you finished all the work at hand?"

With this reminder, no one is a fool, and they all walked quickly one by one. In the blink of an eye, a large scattered hall came, leaving only the conference room to Xie Mingxian and Yin Xiaolou.

As Mu Lan closed the door, Yin Xiaolou, who was wrapped in a flat patch on his right hand, raised his head, looked at Xie Mingxian's angry face, and asked leisurely: "My Chief Xie, what do you want to say is this? OK, I have a few words to say."

He adjusted his posture a little, and it didn't look as sloppy as before, and his voice became a little calmer: "You Xie Dajun also graduated from Qinggeng Academy. You have not learned history well, and your military history scores are even better. Then let me ask you, whether it is the Khitan, the Jurchen, or the Mongolian, when the people are in full swing, why do you have to make some lies that are 'invincible'?"

Xie Mingxian glared at him: "Revitalize our military power and destroy his morale, is there any need to ask?"

Yin Xiaolou slapped his thigh, and then he responded: "Well! Look, even the barbarians like Jurchen who have never read "The Art of War" and "The Duke of Wei" know about it. Why are you, Xie Dajun confused? Yes, I admit that we have too few people to put into this Yanyun land, only a few battalions, and they are all real elites who can be literary and military. If one is missing, it will make us feel distressed for a long time on the top. But Xie Dajun, have you ever thought about it? We are officially going to war, not your Su Jing Xuandu Mansion sweeps the scared barbarian tribes annually. Whether it is the Northern Liao, Jurchen, or even those octopus heads hidden in the dark, they are not scared by us. Maybe some guys are thinking about giving us a cruel one, right?"

Xie Mingxian heard this and did not comment, but just replied: "You continue."

Speaking of this, Yin Xiaolou stood up, walked to the sand table placed in the middle of the conference room, picked up a small red flag representing Daohai Zongyuan, and inserted it outside Yanjing City. He held the small paper flag, and still didn't idle in his mouth: "The war is not like you, Xie Dajun. You are like an old hen who protects the chicken. Let everyone just hide in the formation or in the fortress, and shoot talisman arrows from the outside. We are short of people and want to hold the entire Yanyun land in our hands, so this little man can't guard it."

"Not to mention anything else, just the old turtles who built a fort in Yandi. Are they afraid of us who are guarding the city, or are they afraid of those Jurchens who are roaring south?"

"Those fence-stricken Yandi tyrants, whoever comes, they all look so humble. Don't interrupt me. Now you are talking about the problem of your actions without authorization and not contacting you!"

Facing Xie Mingxian's cold face, Yin Xiaolou immediately slapped his thigh and changed into a very simple face: "Oh, my Xie Dajun, I know you are loyal to your duties, but I have to finish it, right? Since we are leading soldiers, we have to look at the problem of repairing fortifications and building city walls with the eyes of leading soldiers. That is the job of Lao Mu and his technical officers, and we can't get involved. I will talk to you about this war. Look, those repairers

Whether it is the earthly wealthy in the fort, the lonely ministers who are all determined to be loyal to the Northern Liao Dynasty, and the Jurchens who are heading south, which one of them eats good food? Once we spread the front line, those earthly wealthy people cannot see the situation clearly, set fire today and poison tomorrow, are you talking about this? There are also the remnants of the Northern Liao Dynasty who want to be loyal ministers who have sacrificed their country, and they are not afraid of these people. They have the intention of doing the right thing to us.

"Why are they afraid? How many people should you bring with you and tell them about our Ping Liao Ce from house to house? No? People are all about this kind of virtue, so they are so cheap. If you don't really put it on his neck with real swords and spit it, then he really thinks we are vegetarians! Not to mention anything else, the local geniuses, Yimen, and officials and gentry in Jiangnan all wanted to "maintain famous education" and "leaving some decentness to scholars". They didn't even want to pay the land tax? How did our Shijun and the one in the north deal with it? They resisted taxes and smashed them, and they tied them to the muzzle! After this kill, these bitches were considered a little more peaceful. This is still what they knew about our Shijun's method!"

After waved his hand, Yin Xiaolou turned the topic back: "What should we do in the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun? Of course we will beat him first! Whether it is the Northern Liao, the Jurchen, or the rich people who simply make a phlegm, as long as we face us, it will be 'Arrow formation opens and burns his mother'. No matter whether it is a far-fleet or a Jurchen mock, if it meets him, he will be given an entire system of annihilation. After doing so vigorously, the courage will be broken. When we mention it, our calves will become thorny. At that time, naturally no one can have any bad thoughts. Whatever we want to do, we will be smooth and we don't have to consider the issue of combat reduction. Xie Dajun, do you think this is the reason?"

After hearing Yin Xiaolou's big call, Xie Mingxian asked meaningfully: "Yin Yasha, what did you do when you were in the South China Sea?"

Of course, only Yin Xiaolou's seemingly simple smile: "How can it be? The maritime army is always polite and polite when facing the navy of the foreign vassals. It does not fire the first shot, nor does it allow the opponent to fire the second shot. This is a fine tradition of our Zhu Mingdantian Mansion!"

Through the sand table, Xie Mingxian looked up and down at Yin Xiaolou and nodded, which recognized his big remarks: "Okay, even if you, Yin Yasha, make sense, but when you see that the enemy has help from strangers, why don't you contact our headquarters immediately? This is a standard behavior of being alone!"

"Hey, my general Xie, do you still remember such a thing? When we were in contact with the enemy, I wrote to your Yangsuifang Zhuguan. But the old mirror that Lao Mu gave was not easy to use, only Zhong Yuncong received the message. You can't blame me for this matter, no..."

Before he could finish his words, the gate of the conference room was pushed open suddenly. Qiongtai Lang Mulan rushed in: "Yin Yasha, you should be kind of conscience when speaking. The transmission mirror equipped with you is equipped with, but the spiritual treasure mirror directly transported from the Dongguang Lingxu can cover hundreds of miles. If you didn't rush too close to the front line, you wouldn't have lent it to you. But what did you say can only contact Zhong Yuncong nearby?"

Yin Xiaolou just spread his hands at Mu Lan: "Lao Mu, I don't need to lie about this. I'll give you a mirror. You can check the energy above yourself and you will know."

He took the ancient mirror suspiciously, Mu Lan pinched the toad mirror button that pointed to the moon phase, thought for a while, and then said, "Yin Yasha, when did you use this magic mirror to transmit?"

"Chenshi!"

Before Mu Lan could speak, Xie Mingxian directly revealed the answer: "This is a moon mirror, and the nighttime sensing effect is the strongest. You are actually using it in broad daylight?! You are lucky to be able to contact Zhong Yuncong!"

"Hey, I said Xie Dajun, have you always been self-disciplined? You don't want to learn from me as a thief!"

"Those who are close to the ink are black, so don't pay attention..."

However, Mu Lan, who was beside him, pondered for a long time, and pulled off the other golden crow new ancient mirror brought by Yin Xiaolou's silver rhinoceros with one hand. He looked at the two ancient mirrors more than ten times, then took out a Turtle Buhan Elephant Mirror from his sleeve and looked at it for a while, and suddenly shouted: "So that's it, I understand!"

After saying that, he didn't care that Yin Xiaolou and Xie Mingxian had already had verbal quarrels. He grabbed several bronze mirrors and turned around and ran away. He even stepped on the hem of the Taoist suit, and he fell to the point of falling.

In this way, Yin Xiaolou and Xie Mingxian finally let go of their arguments and looked over in surprise. Yin Xiaolou grabbed the back of his head and asked Xie Mingxian: "What's wrong with Lao Mu today?"

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"Lihuo cuts the Jinyuan Qiongtai Lang Mulan, and created mirrors for Yangsuifang's museums. He studied the mysterious principles and briefly explained the matter: Xuanyuan met the clan of the king's house, so he created twelve mirrors and used them with the moon. Therefore, ancient immortals attacked each other, and all used their own systems, including the pictures of the images, the techniques of the three Yuans, and the secret meanings were inherited, and the principles were very clear..."

Behind this large official article on the mirror, someone mercilessly criticized the next sentence: "Making a mirror to communicate is the most important thing in the country. There is no need to write a word and talk well."

The main text after the approval document suddenly changed: "The Ministry of Justice has examined the various types of magic mirrors currently used. The mirror casting paradigm is mostly derived from the mirror style taught by the Master of Shangqing. The mirror of Shangqing is known as "Handing the Elephant". Within one mirror, there are sun, moon, five stars, mountains, rivers and mountains, so there is a saying that "writing rules, sun, moon, and learning from a hundred spirits". However, since Xuanyuan built the mirror, there were mirror images, and finally there were differences between sun, moon and yin and yang. Based on the recent appearance of the magic mirrors, our army has passed through,

Shangqing Turtle and Buddha mirror is the basic paradigm, which conveys the light of the sun and the moon as the basis for communication. However, the Turtle and Buddha mirror is represented by the Turtle and Buddha mirror, which cannot communicate long-distance because it conveys the sun and the moon with weak nature. In this regard, if the inspiration of each Turtle and Buddha mirror is strengthened, the cost of creating a mirror will be greatly increased, which is not in line with the current situation of our army. In view of this reality, the Ministry of Education has designed a new communication method according to the model of the Sun and the Moon Double Mirror as follows…”

Looking through the Chinese newspaper, Wei Ye nodded happily: "Hmm... Yu Yanyun has established a mirror hall in various veins, and the sun and moon mirrors are placed on the hall. As the signal base station of the Turtle Buhan Elephant Mirror, which is equipped with China Unicom's personal equipment, to enhance the transmission efficiency. I have to say that Mu Lan is still very thoughtful, and it is indeed a bit in a bit to let him repair the city wall all day long."

Listening to Wei Ye's evaluation, Yan Fulong, who was waiting for approval, couldn't help but respond: "Then Master said this, can you find an opportunity to let him exercise?"

In response to this, the magician waved his hand: "Don't worry, gold can be shined everywhere. Whether his idea can be realized depends on how it actually operates. He allocated a batch of supplies to Yizhou City and asked them to build an experimental magic mirror in the city first to see if the results are ideal or not."

Putting down the messenger mirror, the topic of the immortal warrior changed: "Speaking of this, how is the water government connected in the rivers such as Gaoliang River, Baigou River, Qidu River and other rivers? The water government channel is an important logistics transportation system for us at present, and it is absolutely impossible to make mistakes. You must contact Wang for this matter. He, the chief manager of the Hebei Road Water Government, should also show some skills!"

In response, Yan Fulong picked up a document, flipped it over, and shook his head and said, "From the Baigou River to the north, Chengjing Aquarius is extremely scarce, and at present, it can only maintain the transportation work between Zhuoyi and the two prefectures. The documents from General Manager Wang are complaining, saying that the aquarius under his command are insufficient."

Wei Ye thought about it and nodded: "Since we have nailed the two states of Zhuoyi, the pressure in the Song Dynasty should not be too great. Sent to Li Yu, Baili Jun from Yubo Pond in Taohua Mountain, and ask him to lead the aquarium from our headquarters to north to provide assistance. If necessary, let Moka, the Bian River guarding the Bian River, prepare and do his best to ensure that there is no problem with the entire transport system."

Speaking of this, Wei Ye remembered something again and turned to Yan Fulong and asked, "It is said that Yin Yasha has made a lot of limelight in Yizhou, and he even came back with a tongue?"

Yan Fulong responded with a smile: "It's just this Yin Yasha! According to the battle report from Yizhou, the team he led encountered the far-blocked horse from Northern Liao on the front line. Nearly a thousand horse army was nothing, but it is said that there was a national teacher from Northern Liao in charge, and even the opponent had a dragon formation map, which was quite skilled and skilled. In a hurry, he could barely gain the upper hand, bring all the team back to the end, and even captured a general as a tongue. This was considered good. Yizhou felt that the dragon formation map was quite weird, and it was not like the Buddhist way. He specially asked us for support. After Shanjing heard about it, he had already rushed to Yizhou to confirm the situation."

Listening to Yan Fulong's answer, Wei Ye's expression was not so relaxed. He just looked at Yan Fulong and said, "If you say that the Northern Liao master Pufeng, I had met this guy at the beginning. Not only him, but also his master Wuling Holy Mother, I know the truth. But these guys were thrown into the pagan school back then. They were taken away by their masters because they were afraid of offending me, but now they turned around again, which made me unable to understand. I always feel that there is still something hidden deep, difficult to understand, and difficult to understand."

Regarding Wei Ye's "unsolvable" sound, Yan Fulong just smiled and said, "Master is already a scattered immortal, and has great magical powers. Even if there are any demons and sneaks, under the Master's sword, where can they have room for monsters to cause trouble?"

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"This man has already been sealed with acupuncture points all over his body and has been given anesthetics. Even if there is something strange about him, what room can he have to do with the lotus light and soul-stabilizing mirror?"

Wang Cong'er, wearing a white mask, looked at several medical soldiers who followed her to interrogate the prisoners in dissatisfaction. Then, she cleaned her hands with alcohol, put on rubber gloves, and held the Fang Ci plate in both hands: "Sister Cheng, thank you for your hard work."

The person beside Wang Cong'er was wrapped in a protective suit full of evil-proof and anti-demonic talisman seals. However, under the goggles of the flint glass, you can still see Cheng Lingsu's eyes as smart as yesterday, as if he was back to the day of learning skills under the Medicine King.

"My brother Wei knows me. With such a rare case, he sent me to practice. I just don't know what the patient's symptoms are?"

Cheng Lingsu said, gently pushing away the captain's eyelids. Under the light, the Liao general's eyes were purple and red, which made people feel vaguely in his heart.

After checking the pupils, measuring the pulse and blood pressure again, everything seemed normal. Cheng Lingsu thought for a moment, and finally shook his head and said, "Taisu's pulse method, such as the Physical Art, not the master of me, the Medicine King. If you want to know what was wrong with this person, there is only one method left."

After saying that, Cheng Lingsu reached out his hand, picked up a knife from the square porcelain plate that Wang Cong'er was holding, and handed it to a medical soldier beside him: "What are you doing while standing there? Help me shave the captive's head first."

As the medical soldiers began to shave off a few strands of braids on the captain's head, Cheng Lingsu picked up a special knife, stabbed it under the scalp, and made the most precise cut along the cranial apical bone.

With the murmur of the skull being cut, the red brain appeared in front of everyone.

The expressions of several medical soldiers seemed calm, but their slightly shaking legs betrayed their hearts.

As the chief surgeon of this craniotomy, Cheng Lingsu looked at them with a little dissatisfaction, then nodded to Wang Cong'er: "I believe that this brain that has been passive should be the main cause of the change."

In front of the participants in the operation, the Liao general's brain showed a strange appearance: the entire cerebral cortex was chewed with holes like a broad bean that had been grown in insects. In those vacant areas that were supposed to be brain tissue, they were covered with a green gel, which looked like moldy edible gel.

In the middle of the brain, there is a purple-red egg sac that is the size of a fist. The egg sac is filled with amniotic fluid-like substances. A strange worm that looks very much like a worm but also has gills and tail fins like a tadpole, is swimming lazily in the egg sac.

Cheng Lingsu stared at the egg sac and the extension tissues outside the sac that penetrated into the brain, and nodded solemnly: "Although it looks weird, it looks like the rumored Sanzi Brain Divine Pill parasitizes the brain, but I can be sure that this thing is much more terrifying than Sanzi Brain Divine Pill."

Wang Cong'er slightly turned her face, but still did not forget her mission: "I couldn't communicate with the prisoner before because his brain had been eaten by this bug?"

"It's not as simple as eating the brain," Cheng Lingsu observed the weird worm-like tadpoles in the egg sac with enthusiasm, and then replied: "The green gel secreted from the egg sac covers the original brain tissue. In other words, this person's consciousness, which originally belonged to humans, has gradually disappeared with the destruction of his brain tissue. In this case, in addition to his ability to exercise, his personal emotions, knowledge, and even in this case, it is difficult to preserve his soul consciousness, and they all become the nutrients of the tadpoles in the egg sac. Unless Brother Wei, who has become a master of scattered immortals, there may be some way to reshape his brain palace and soul consciousness, the medical skills I have mastered are that there is no way to use such a patient. Or in the words of your Taoist people, he is no longer a living person, but a body taken over by this tadpole."

The word "take body" finally allowed Wang Cong'er to clarify the current situation slightly, but she continued: "How is this possible? A mere monster insect has the ability to devour the soul..."

"The soul is a very fragile thing, and the material power can also interfere with it. This is what Brother Wei said." Cheng Lingsu said with a serious expression: "My Medicine King is focused on studying pharmacology, so he has found that many drugs can make people bypass the sensory organs and directly bring a wrong feeling to the mind. Brother Wei strictly practiced the forbidden medicines such as Fushou Paste, which has been used in this regard. The drugs such as Sumo wine made by the monks in India are mostly things that can confuse the mind, let alone the rumored magical poisonous things such as love flowers."

Speaking of this, Cheng Lingsu looked back at the people around him: "The method of taking over the body is not profound. I have seen many alien insects like this kind of strange insect. For example, there is a kind of iron nematode that parasitizes in the head of a mantis, causing the mantis to behave in a mess and crawl into the water to drown. The iron nematode bites the mantis' body and lays eggs in the water. For example, there is a kind of crab slave worm in the sea that can parasitize in the body of a crab, and the roots are covered in the crab meat, and it goes straight into the brain. From then on, this crab is just a puppet driven by the crab slave worm, and even the male crab has been transformed into a female crab by this strange insect, and is happy to lay eggs for the crab slave worm to reproduce offspring."

This curious biology lesson made everyone around him unable to answer the conversation and could only pretend to be mute.

Wang Cong'er laughed dryly and reluctantly responded: "Sister Cheng, although there are all kinds of strange things in the world, these insects are rare after all. They cannot be compared with the strange insects we have, right?"

Cheng Lingsu shook his head, with a look of "How innocent" expression, and then replied after thinking for a while: "Sima Xiaomei once took a book, which is a demon catalog compiled by a senior in the Taoist sect. There are many alien monsters, which are similar to the iron nematode and crab slave worm, and specialize in producing eggs on humans. Like the little demons who use toxins to control their hosts, make them confused, addicted to the sea of ​​desire, and lay eggs for themselves, as long as they appear in time, and have masters to purify them, they can usually be saved. But even more brilliant are some natural alien species, whose appearance is similar to humans, but they can use superpowers to reshape the minds of ordinary people, and from then on they become fools who are obsessed with those alien species, willing to give birth to children for the other party, although they are just lending their belly to make the fetal uterus of the alien species."

The more you said this, the more you became, the more you became. Several medical soldiers showed an expression of suffocation. Cheng Lingsu was very excited and said, "There are the powers of such demons that make the controlled mortals willingly and even lovely breed their offspring for them. It is not impossible for us to swallow or even wipe out the soul of the host, but they are much more intelligent than those strangers."

Facing Cheng Lingsu, Wang Cong'er had to give up discussing such strange topics with her in-depth discussion, and changed the topic and said, "Sister Cheng, you have figured out how this monster insect swallows the human brain, what should this person do?"

Cheng Lingsu sighed and said, "What else can be done? Most of the tissues in this human brain were swallowed up by this monster insect, and then the green glue used to replace the brain tissue is equivalent to being taken over by this monster insect. Even if the soul is still damaged, it is necessary for Brother Wei to take action himself if he wants to revive the soul. But in my opinion, since this monster insect can invade the brain palace and swallow the brain, it naturally has the means to wipe out the original owner's soul. It can steal some residual souls for this person and send them into the underworld, which is considered that his ancestors have accumulated a lot of virtue."

After saying that, she thought about it and said to Wang Cong'er: "I heard you say before that Brother Wei wants you to beware of a monster that feeds on the brain marrow of living people and is proficient in supernatural powers. It is quite similar to this strange insect, and there is no connection between the two. This section is worth your careful investigation and don't miss it easily."

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"The land of Yanyun is not the Khitan king's business. In the view of the poor monk, the king's aura of Muye Mountain in the Great Liao ancestral tomb has not declined. If you can Jia Yuyong again and choose a good place, the Yelu family may not be able to take advantage of the situation and don't miss it easily."

Inside the commander's tent, facing Yelu Dashi with a blue face, Monk Pufeng took out his national teacher style again, sat upright on the deer-skin mattress, and talked to the Liao commander in front of him.

These clichés from Monk Pufeng may be used to fool Xiao Puxian, the empress of the Northern Liao Dynasty who is now in Yanjing, but it would be a little bit of a joke to Yelu Dashi, who is the commander of the Northern Liao Dynasty. However, in the commander's tent, there were horses standing around with purple-red eyes. This sect's look of military admonition still made Yelu Dashi not say anything sarcastic.
To be continued...