fifth form

Chapter 2576 Tracking
"You have to guard the palace, stop the Minyue from attacking the Nanyue, track down Changxing, and divide your troops into two groups to hunt down the evil country's sorcerer. You should have no time to track down a group of dead people escaping Huainan!"

The King of Huainan was undoubtedly a man of great fortune.

For ordinary people, one good fortune event can change their fate, but for the King of Huainan, it happened one after another without stopping, and each one was a good fortune event.

If the fortune of Prince Huainan was showing signs of improvement, Zhang Xuezhou would have to retreat, but Zhang Xuezhou was very keenly aware that the fortune of Prince Huainan was like oil boiling on a raging fire, and he seemed to be in a state of difficulty in balancing.

Zhang Xuezhou has a deep understanding of this situation. Either you have good luck and then get bad luck, or you get nothing, or you fall into a pit after getting something good. Blessings and misfortunes keep fluctuating.

In this state of fortune, how to get as much blessing as possible and how to avoid misfortune as much as possible are what those who practice fortune-telling need to achieve as much as possible.

Of course, if the opponent is in this state, Zhang Xuezhou would dare to provoke him and add insult to injury.

He even brazenly lay on the roof of the Huainan Prince's bedroom and eavesdropped for a while, then deliberately let the other party discover him, thus adding to the chaos.

The King of Huainan mentioned the term "trajectory of movement", which made Zhang Xuezhou extremely envious.

The reason is simple: what the King of Huainan had been seeking for but could not obtain, Dong Zhongshu had already achieved.

Of course, Zhang Xuezhou has been messing around for so many years, and he has never seen any progress in his operations.

It was as if he had been fighting in sports battles ever since he came into contact with sports techniques, and had been beaten back and forth over the years. If there was anything that made Zhang Xuezhou proud, it was that he, a mere mediocre person, had won a few sports battles and was still alive and well.

"I wonder if your Majesty and the Queen Mother have any special talents in the art of transportation?"

In the confrontation with the King of Huainan, Dong Zhongshu, Zhang Xuezhou, the new emperor, and possibly even the empress dowager all had conflicts one after another.

All these conflicts caused the King of Huainan to be in a state of panic for a while, and also gave Zhang Xuezhou an opportunity to take advantage of.

Zhang Xuezhou's Yang Po flew in the air towards the North Mountain for a while. After he made sure that he was not being followed by anyone, he turned to the mass grave area in the south.

Compared to the speed of his yang soul flying, the speed of the carriage carrying corpses from the Huainan Palace to the mass grave was obviously much slower.

As soon as the yang soul entered his body, Zhang Xuezhou stood up.

"How about it?"

Rong Tianding's voice came from the darkness, and Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

"The palace is still negligent, thinking that the death was caused by the corruption of Li Qi. My cousin, your technique is so mysterious that even the medical officer and King Huainan misjudged it," Zhang Xuezhou exclaimed.

"After so many years of training, I've only learned the skill of pretending to be dead!"

Rong Tianding shook his head.

Although Rong Tianding accomplished what Zhang Xuezhou could not do, Rong Tianding knew very well that he had too many shortcomings in his own abilities, and there was no complacency on his expression.

"It's all thanks to Zhuang Qingzhai's magic cloth that allowed me to comprehend the mystery of death. Otherwise, I would have found it difficult to use it today," said Rong Tianding.

"Every bit of spiritual practice is truly mysterious and indescribable!"

Zhang Xuezhou sighed.

It wasn't long before everyone had obtained Zhuang Qingzhai's magic cloth, only a few months.

Rong Tianding was initially depressed because he had gained so little from his rare insights, but he had pretended to be dead and fought against enemies with Zhang Xuezhou before, and now he was using spellcasting catalysts and incantations to help people imitate life and death.

It is difficult for anyone to replace the various mysterious effects of this, even Zhang Xuezhou is amazed by it.

He glanced back and saw a group of horses standing quietly in the darkness without moving, even their breathing was extremely weak. For a moment, he was even more convinced that the corpse magic of the Shijiao School was extraordinary.

Compared to the trouble he had to take everyone away from Beishan back then, it was much easier for them to solve the problem now.

If there is any regret, it is that Zhang Xuezhou felt that everything was difficult to go as one wished. Dozens of people from Zhangjiazhuang were buried forever in Huainan.

Twelve or thirteen years may not seem like a long time, but the old people in Zhangjiazhuang cannot endure such a long time. Even Xu Ji, a cultivator from the Agricultural Sect, now has to stay in bed and can no longer go to the fields.

Birth, aging, illness and death are the laws of nature. If we cannot break this law and lead a long life, when the time comes, everything will be like a mountain and river that is devastating and difficult to stop, and ultimately we will all be unable to avoid separation from life and death.

Zhang Xuezhou was angry that the Huainan Palace took the people of Zhangjiazhuang to mine and use as medicine, but he was also indifferent to life and death, and only hoped that the living could live well.

"coming!"

The creaking sound of a carriage came from afar. Two red lanterns were hung high, illuminating the slightly bumpy road.

The stench of corpses deliberately exaggerated by Rong Tianding was obviously unbearable for the Huainan Palace. Just like the corpse of Zhang Zhou was dumped last night, these corpses were also transported here in the early morning. Several grooms and porters who did dirty work cursed all the way, and whipped the exhausted old horses from time to time.

"It's here!"

“Throw it away!”

"It stinks like this, did he drink shit before he died?"

……

Despite the constant scolding, these people worked quite fast.

Although there are occasional bumps and bruises, people whose bodies are stiff will not feel anything.

If some people had not been cut by knives, Rong Tianding's corpse collection technique would have been able to make everyone fully healed.

Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding waited for a while, until the sound of the carriage gradually disappeared, then they took Zhang Zhou and ran towards the pit of the mass grave.

"Zhou Zi, this is your Aunt Zhou!"

"This is your Aunt Zhou!"

"This is Aunt Zhou!"

"That's your Sister Feng!"

……

The village that is forming an alliance with Zhangjiazhuang needs to cross two mountains and then enter a village called Zhoujiazhuang.

Many women came from Zhoujiazhuang, which also led to Zhang Xuezhou having a bunch of aunts with the surname Zhou.

Some death row prisoners were passed over, and many people from Zhangjiazhuang who risked their lives to try Li Qi were also picked out.

Rong Tianding stretched out his hand and performed a spell. When two streams of gray air came out of the dead man's nostrils and were taken away by him, the body of the already dead man quickly warmed up, and his qi and blood began to flow smoothly.

Apart from being a little sluggish and having difficulty moving the body normally for a while, the consequences were not obvious.

"Rub it and warm up the blood in your body and you'll be back to normal. Or you can wait for the sun to rise and bask in the sun!"

The time was not too long, and the stiff body did not turn into a corpse.

Rong Tianding entrusted the relevant matters to everyone, and everyone contributed manpower and manpower, and several people from Zhangjiazhuang were saved.

"Who?"

Zhang Xuezhou used the Taiqing technique to help Rong Tianding heal his stomach which had been cut open by the medical officer. His eyes moved and then glanced to the side of his body.

"No fun, it turns out that it's you two who are causing trouble!"

A lazy voice was heard, and Jinchang's body emerged from the shadows of the mass grave.

"Master, you are really making it difficult for me to do this!"

Jinchang stood up in the shadows, revealing a purple robe. He waved his sleeves and a thin puppet thread appeared in his hand.

"So it's you, Uncle Master. You're not in Chang'an City. Why are you back?"

Zhang Xuezhou frowned.

He originally thought that Rong Tianding's corpse technique was strong enough to deceive King Huainan and the medical officers. However, he did not expect that King Huainan had sent Jin Chang to follow him secretly at some point.

"Your life is a life of toil and you can only survive if you obey orders from others!"

Jinchang replied sickly.

Compared with his past arrogance, Jinchang now has completely lost his past sharpness.

His eyes were a little dazed, and he was wrapping his fingers around the puppet string.

If there were no special circumstances, Jinchang would obviously put the King of Huainan's order first.