Chapter 465 The mystery brought by the eternal mourning poem
Where are they?" Lin Su got up from the bed.
Them? Zhang Haoran and the others?
Bi Xuanji smiled softly. They drank at least a hundred altars of Baiyunbian last night, danced all night around the fire burning the enemy's flag, and sang all night. Do you know what they sang? "Under the Qingcheng Mountain", although the border town
The soldiers all applauded, but I still have to say that they played Bai Suzhen to death. This singing style is really completely different from Bai Suzhen's floating out of the world...
Lin Su laughed loudly: "These brothers are really passionate. Could you have guessed this ending when we first came out of Beijing? We also brought hundreds of white clouds with us."
Bi Xuanji glanced at him: "Bring a hundred altars of Baiyunbian? Is it possible? If you think about it with your toes, you can also know where the Baiyunbian they drink comes from..."
Lin Su pressed her hand on her waist, I c!
You guys are so outrageous, aren't you? I'm exhausted, and you're plundering my white clouds to drink without even waiting for me...
Seeing his constipated face touching up and down, Bi Xuanji was amused: "What kind of dance are you doing? You have too many white clouds on your body, thousands of them, and they only took a hundred of you."
..."
This is true!
Lin Su casually opened a jar of Baiyunbian and poured a cup each for himself and Bi Xuanji: "Has your identity been exposed during this long trip to the border?"
"No!" Bi Xuanji held up the wine glass: "Except for you, no one knows my identity, including the people I brought."
She has always presented herself as a man in front of others. When she controlled these twenty-odd people, she only acted according to the token. The fine tradition of "the subordinates do not know the superiors" of the Anxiang Organization is still maintained.
"They may not know who you are, but you should not underestimate the enemy. After the seventh prince Osumi was killed earlier, you may have fallen into their sights."
Bi Xuanji smiled mysteriously: "I have already thought of this, so I played a little trick. When I left Beijing this time, there was Bi Xuanji who has been living in the middle of Xishan Mountain."
Lin Su's eyes widened: "You sent someone to pretend to be you?"
"It's easiest to pretend to be me, because in the eyes of the world, Bi Xuanji is a Buddhist disciple. If a Buddhist disciple meditates behind closed doors, who would bother him?"
Watertight!
Lin Su was amazed!
It has to be said that the hatred of the subjugation of a country and genocide can change a person. Even if she was a royal princess before and had a mission to sneak into the world, she did everything to the extreme.
Lin Su came out of the commander's mansion, and four brothers came side by side. Behind them were more than a dozen generals headed by Du Yuting, and behind them were the remnants of three thousand Helan troops.
"Brother Lin, the carnival last night was just the joy of regaining lost ground. Brother Li must have been watching with a smile," Zhang Haoran said.
Du Yuting made a military salute: "The altar has been set up. Three thousand soldiers have entrusted me to invite Master Lin. Master Lin, please come and offer this first incense stick!"
Behind Helan City, halfway up the Yanhui Peak, an incense altar is looming under the white clouds.
Lin Su held a stick of incense in his hand and walked ahead, followed by Zhang Haoran and four other people, followed by seventeen generals...
"On June 27th of the seventh year of Yuanfeng, Dayu's army captured the border. Longcheng flying general Li Xiaotian led his troops of 31,321 people and died in Helan City. The sky was filled with tears and Gao Fengyan returned. Thirteen days later
Lin Su, the supervisory envoy of the capital, led 3,017 Helan remnants to seize Qiyangguan and Liehuo City, cross the Dadu River, defeat Fangshan, and descend to Helan City, recapture the four northern towns, and set up a special altar.
Go to the altar and sacrifice 30,000 heroic spirits..."
Zhang Haoran unfolded a piece of gold paper and read his handwritten memorial text.
Du Yuting raised his hand slightly, and the swords and spears in the hands of the three thousand soldiers were pointed directly at the sky.
"salute!"
Two rows of soldiers performed a military salute at the same time.
White clouds are fluttering, and the military flags are fluttering on Helan City...
In the deep valley below, the clouds were rolling, and thousands of heroic spirits seemed to be awakened.
Lin Su held the incense in his hand, walked forward step by step, and inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner: "Brother Li, when you and I meet in the capital, we feel like each other at first sight.
Therefore, brothers, I promise you that within three years, I will come to the border town. If you are here, you will laugh. If you are not here, let me come to the highest Yanhui Peak so that you can see me.
!I’m here today, can you see it?”
His desolate voice covered the entire Helan City, and all three thousand soldiers burst into tears.
"Brother Li, I once told you that I would give you a gift. This gift is the Art of War "Thirty-Six Strategies". How I hope that you can use this "Thirty-Six Strategies" to defend Da Cang Border City and become a
Osumi's military's nightmare, however, things are unpredictable after all..."
In the commander's mansion, Bi Xuanji gently raised his hand, put it on his chest, and said silently: "Li Xiaotian, with the "Thirty-six Stratagems" of his art of war, he cleared out the 120,000 troops in the four northern towns with only 3,000 remnants. Do you know
?The gift he promised to give you finally arrived!"
"Brother Li, you and I are both literati, but I didn't have time to discuss poetry with you formally. Now in front of your soul, I write a poem to send your soul to rest in peace!"
His hands are together, the gold paper is in hand, and the pen is falling...
"Wandering together in dreams at night,
Don't shed tears when you wake up in the morning.
You buried your bones in the mud under the spring,
I send this world to you with a head full of snow."
When the writing stopped, the colorful glow filled Yanhui Peak...
With a flick of Lin Su's hand, the priceless original colorful poem ignited into flames and burned on the altar.
The burning gold paper rises in the wind and turns into a rainbow in the sky.
Just as everyone was marveling, the golden paper suddenly flew towards Helan City and turned into a butterfly on top of the city. The butterfly flapped its wings slightly, as if traveling through time and space...
The siege battle that day was reenacted in front of everyone...
The city was broken, Osumi's army swarmed in, the battlefield was tragic, and 30,000 soldiers died in batches...
At the top of the city, Li Xiaotian killed the enemy with his war poem "The River is Red". However, a large flag flew up from the sky. Li Xiaotian rolled out and rolled on the ground for a hundred and ten times. In the sky, a lion and wolf king as big as a giant house with sharp claws appeared.
When it fell, this claw, with an extremely sharp black light, was like a mountain splitting into a pool. Boom, the earth shook and the mountain shook. The sharp claw fell heavily, landing on the top of Li Xiaotian's head, and half of the city collapsed...
On the back of the Lion Wolf King is King Lu Bin, the commander-in-chief of Osumi.
This lion and wolf king is his mount, the demon king controlled by secret techniques.
Zhang Haoran closed his eyes...
Lin Su's colorful poem, with an air of sadness that was deep in his bones, aroused the literary power and re-enacted the siege battle that day. He finally knew how Li Xiaotian died. He died on King Lu Bin's mount.
Under the claws.
This damn mount, this damn enemy commander, all died in the peerless killing array yesterday. Revenge was finally avenged, but he still couldn't face the tragic death of his best friend.
Lin Su's eyes also closed suddenly...
With a shout, there was another person beside him, it was Bi Xuanji...
"The shadow of a butterfly covering the ground?"
Lin Su's eyes suddenly opened, and she saw Bi Xuanji's surprised eyes: "Look at the light around this sharp claw. This is left by the 'Earth-Covering Butterfly'. If this kind of strange butterfly appears, Li Xiaotian will
Maybe he’s not dead!”
Lin Su's heart skipped a beat and she waved her hand lightly: "Return!"
The scene that had just passed returned under the power of Wen Dao. Lin Su stared at the stream of light under this sharp claw for a long time. This stream of light was very strange, like a butterfly, and like thousands of mountains collapsing and reorganizing, changing in an instant.
Countless forms of earth, mountains and rivers...
Zhang Haoran suddenly ran over: "The shadow of a butterfly covering the ground? What is the shadow of a butterfly covering the ground?"
Bi Xuanji took a deep breath and explained in a normal tone...
There are countless butterflies in the world, but there are four ancient strange butterflies that are extremely legendary...
Sky-splitting butterfly, ground-covering butterfly, spring water butterfly, bathing fire butterfly...
The ground-covering butterfly is closely related to the soil. As long as there is soil, it is its world. When it appears in the soil, no one can know its traces. When it breaks out of the soil and launches attacks, no one can stop it. Once it becomes angry, the earth will turn over, just like the end of the world...
…
If the Sky-Splitting Butterfly has the power to open up the sky, then it has the power to open up the earth...
Adult ground-covering butterfly,
As famous as the ancient dragon and phoenix...
Everyone looked at each other and turned pale.
For a long time, Lin Su slowly turned sideways: "Beyond the border is the Wanli Grassland. "Jiuzhou Strange Objects" records that a strange thing happened in the Yinshan Valley a hundred years ago..."
Zhang Haoran's eyes flashed: "Are you talking about the incident where Zhemo Mountain disappeared out of thin air?"
"Exactly! Zhemo Mountain is the place where the Wasteland Wolf Clan has lived for generations. A demon king once appeared. Within a radius of a thousand miles, people died and animals died. But overnight, the earth turned upside down and Zhemo Mountain was destroyed.
Moshan disappeared out of thin air, and was replaced by the most beautiful grassland, a sea of flowers, and even a sky lake."
Huo Qidao: "If this is really what the Earth-covering Butterfly did, this Earth-covering Butterfly seems to have some intention of punishing evil and promoting good. Is it possible for it to rescue Li Xiaotian?"
Bi Xuanji shook his head gently: "In the world of ancient Qidian, there is no good or evil, only interest. Don't be too optimistic."
"What special preferences does it have?" Lin Su said.
Bi Xuanji said...
The four ancient strange butterflies all have special hobbies...
The ground-covering butterfly likes the waning moon best. On the night of the waning moon, it may be unearthed and dance under the moon. It will also choose a large lake to dance while enjoying its reflection in the lake water...
The eyes of the five great talents shone at the same time.
Why do they think this is a very poetic picture?
Lin Su's eyes slowly turned sideways: "Today is the fifth day of July, when the waning moon is about to begin. Maybe I should go to the prairie and appreciate the waning moon above the Tianhu Lake."
"Okay, let's go together!" Zhang Haoran was excited.
But Bi Xuanji poured a basin of cold water on him, but he couldn't!
Although the ground-covering butterfly is an ancient curiosity, it is still a butterfly after all. Butterflies like silence. If there are too many people there, it may not appear at all.
That……
The four brothers stayed in Helan City, while Lin Su and Bi Xuanji went.
With a whoosh, the two flew away, passing by Yanhui Peak and straight into the prairie...
The four brothers looked at each other...
Huo Qidao: "What's the name of that general?"
His eyes moved to Du Yuting.
Du Yuting's eyes widened: "Master Huo, isn't he with you? The general doesn't know him."
Huh? Zhang Haoran and the other four were shocked: "You don't know him? We don't know him either. There are more than twenty masters of cultivation who have shown great power on the battlefield these days. They seem to be following his orders. What about those people?"
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Several generals turned back and looked around, and all of the twenty-odd people were gone.
Upon inquiry, it was found that these twenty people had not entered the city at all. They left as soon as the war was over!
Zhang Haoran and the other four brothers, look at me and I look at you: "It seems that our brother has some other methods. Forget it, from his perspective, there should be some loyal subordinates to help him. He doesn't
If you are willing to say it, let’s not ask, and don’t mention it after returning to Beijing!”
…
Flying over Helan City, you will see green grassland below you.
Bi Xuanji's heartbeat accelerated a little involuntarily.
She didn't know what was wrong with her and why she wanted to be alone with him.
She really doesn't know whether the butterfly likes crowds of people, but she knows that she doesn't like crowds of people...
So, she seized an opportunity, but what opportunity? Others don’t understand Ground Butterfly, but she does. She said that Ground Butterfly doesn’t like crowds, and if you don’t accept it, you little butterfly will jump out to argue with me...
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I can't tell which is the sky and which is the earth...
"It seems that the Osumi Dynasty's touch has not extended here." Lin Su said.
"Maybe it's because there are ground-covering butterflies here!"
Also, if the ground-covering butterfly gets angry and flaps its wings slightly, the whole land will turn over. No matter how many cities you build on it, they will all be buried in the soil. How many armies there are on the grassland will all be buried. Who dares to do anything to this land?
Covet?
That's why it's so peaceful here.
The sun's shadow moved westward, and the two of them waited quietly.
They were very careful, because the ground-covering butterfly was extraordinary. It was an ancient creature, and no one could know its nature. If it suddenly appeared and faced the two of them with a killing move, they would also be in doom.
Time passes little by little...
The sun sets in the west and darkness envelopes the prairie.
The stars twinkled in the night, and the beautiful sea of flowers swayed in the wind, making it as beautiful as a dream.
Above the sky lake, there are rippling waves, and occasionally a few fish jump out of the water and write their free spirit on the lake surface.
On the top of Yinshan Mountain in the west, there is a flash of light, which is the rising waning moon.
The waning moon rises higher and higher, and finally, the first ray of moonlight shines into the sky lake...
Without the ground-covering butterfly, the prairie seems to have fallen into a deep sleep at this moment, and nothing is willing to disturb its tranquility...
Lin Su Qiandu's child searched the entire lake and found nothing...
"How about you play a song?"
Bi Xuanji's voice came to my ears.
"Flute playing?"
Bi Xuanji's eyes flashed: "Although the ground-covering butterfly is an ancient butterfly, it is still a butterfly after all. Butterflies sing and dance among flowers, but there is a heritage. But there is no butterfly that doesn't like music. Try it, it will be idle anyway...
"
Lin Su tilted her head and glanced at her: "Why do I think it's you who wants to listen to the music? Okay, as you said, idle time is idle, what should you play? Just play "Prairie Night"...
…”
Hands together, the flute in hand, a wisp of bass swept across the long lake...