I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 424: Great Witch! Fake Son!

Chapter 424: Great Witch! Fake Son!
People live forever.

What you seek at each stage is different.

No one feels this more deeply than the Great Witch.

Throughout his life, he experienced extremely tragic things such as the destruction of his country, the ruin of his family, and the overthrow of his ancestral temple.

When I was young and passionate, I wanted to revive my country and rebuild the ancestral temple.

They are willing to waste hundreds of years of their best years for this.

I finally saw a glimmer of hope, but I never thought that I would meet the one and only King of Western Chu.

Compared with such characters, he, the grandson of the King of Chu, seemed like a clown being manipulated at will.

Later, he became disheartened and faked his death to escape, and finally lived a peaceful life for some time.

I had planned to keep quiet and live out the rest of my life.

But suddenly I heard that the guy who was said to be invincible in the world was trapped in Gaixia and surrounded by enemies on all sides.

The great wizard, his heart burning with anger again, transformed himself into a boatman in a straw raincoat and hat, sailing on the Wujiang River, intending to take the opportunity to mock him.

Let go of the past grudges and work together to achieve great things.

But he didn't expect that guy to be so cruel that he committed suicide by drinking water and slashing his throat with a sword by the Wujiang River.

That day, the Overlord kissed his neck and the Wujiang River was dyed with blood.

It's really ridiculous and lamentable.

The Great Witch couldn't help but curse, "How stupid!"

He really couldn't figure it out.

With that guy's strength, as long as he crosses the Wujiang River, he may have a chance to make a comeback.

Isn't it good to be alive?

It was a pity that he soon had no time to think about these things. Although the curse was refreshing, it exposed himself.

This also laid the seeds for being forced to this wild grassland area later.

And I stayed on this grassland for more than two thousand years.

……

"time flies……"

The great wizard standing on the top of the holy mountain, his once tall and straight figure has now become hunched.

A pair of cloudy old eyes looked at the line of luxurious carriages protected by black-armored cavalry.

Before leaving, the woman with a bloated and round waist bowed towards the holy mountain.

The great wizard had a kind face and waved his hand.

"Go."

There are no extra words, nor too much reluctance.

After all, she is just a chess piece. If we can make the best use of her, she has realized her greatest value.

When the luxurious carriage slowly drove away, he finally looked into the distance.

The coldness in his eyes finally took on a bit of warmth, and it was getting hotter and hotter.

The little fellow surnamed Han spoke very well.

Fallen leaves, angelica root.

A long time is enough to kill a lot of things.

For example, the royal blood that they were once proud of, and the lofty ambitions that once stirred up the world.

Another example is the unswerving determination to endure hardships.

All of this gradually dissipated and disintegrated in the vicissitudes of more than two thousand years.

But in this way, the few things that are left become dazzling.

For example...memories.

He was homesick.

Think of the winding Xiang River, which carries countless myths and memories.

Think of that fertile land that has been soaked with the flesh and bones of countless Chu people.

Think of the endless mountains of Chu.

Compared with this, what is this so-called Holy Mountain Taoist tradition?
What is this vast grassland?
He is old.

Even long before that, there were already signs of Taoism.

Some things that you once valued, wanted, and pursued are no longer important.

Now he just wants to go home.

Return to the land where he was born and raised.

Meeting the younger generation of fellow villagers who lived more than 2,000 years later and listening to the strong local accent that he had not heard for more than 2,000 years was his only obsession for the rest of his life.

As for whether the result is really as that boy promised, it doesn’t matter anymore.

Yes, that would be best.

I can be said to have returned home in glory.

If not, there is nothing to regret.

It is nothing more than leaving all one's legacy to one's hometown when one passes away.

I believe that by then, Dayong Ji will not be able to stop me anymore.

The Great Wizard sighed in his heart, then squinted his eyes, looked in the direction of the Divine Capital, and greeted warmly.

"Fuck you, Ji Tianyuan!"

……

"The Great Wizard...actually agreed?"

The royal sedan chair left behind by Shi Bi is like a temporary palace with a very spacious space.

It is sufficient for meeting and carrying guests.

Fahai, dressed in moon-white monk's robe, sat quietly in the carriage with a look of surprise.

The little monk next to him, whose appearance had already begun to show some handsomeness, looked at the furnishings in the carriage with curiosity.

Han Shao did not answer Fahai's words, but instead looked at Shenxiu.

"Is this the Dharma Protector you chose for my son?"

Fahai nodded after hearing this.

"Shenxiu has great wisdom. He may be a little bit short of becoming a Buddha, but being a Dharma protector is enough for him."

Hearing Fahai's words, Shenxiu withdrew his gaze from the surroundings.

He raised his eyes to look at the belly of the woman sitting in the middle of the carriage. There was no dissatisfaction or resentment in her expression for living her life for others. She was so calm that she almost didn't look like a child.

Han Shao lowered his eyes, looked at the little monk carefully for a while, then smiled.

"This child has been converted to Buddhism, which is a bit of a waste."

As the saying goes, the eyes are the windows to the soul.

Especially at this age when one hasn't really learned to cover up.

These eyes that ignore everything are enough to see a lot of things.

After hearing this, Fahai remained silent.

The rosary in his hand fluctuated and he shook his head.

"Cause and effect are a matter of one drink and one peck."

"Today, I am blessed to be saved by the Buddha."

Some people are born tigers and wolves, and all living creatures in the world are food for them.

Enter Buddhism and practice Buddhist teachings.

This can check nature and eliminate hostility, which may not only be a blessing for the child, but also for all living beings.

After hearing this, Han Shao couldn't tell whether Fahai's words were right or wrong.

He just felt that it was a pity to lock such a natural military talent in a cage and put a golden hoop on his head.

So after a brief thought, he said lightly.

"I am very pleased to see this child."

"How about I become your adopted son? What do you think, Master?"

Han Shao was not brave enough to place a pure Dharma protector of the Great Zen Temple next to his own offspring.

You have to put your own mark on it before you can feel at ease.

Fahai looked a little unhappy when he heard what Han Shao said.

I originally wanted to say that Shenxiu had already become a monk, so that his six senses were pure and he was not contaminated by worldly cause and effect.

Looking at Han Shao's eyes that were clearly not a negotiation or request, Fahai didn't know how to refuse.

As he was hesitating and thinking, he saw Shenxiu's eyes move.

He turned his gaze to the young prince who was looking down at him.

"My Lord, I want to kill a few people."

Shenxiu's tone was flat, without even much ups and downs.

It was as if he was saying that he wanted to eat and drink water.

Han Shao smiled.

"Kill who?"

Shenxiu did not answer directly, but looked back at Fahai beside him, and then spoke.

"A few horse bandits."

Han Shao understood.

His eyes swept over the gloomy Fahai with a half-smile, then he nodded.

"can."

After saying this, his figure suddenly became ethereal and disappeared into the carriage.

Fahai in the carriage was about to shout, "No".

How could a mere Arhat of the seventh realm stop a celestial being of the eighth realm?
During this brief trance, Shenxiu's figure disappeared from his sight along with Han Shao.

……

Buddhism does not advocate killing. So when faced with Shenxiu's request, Fahai just sighed.

"When will the injustice be repaid?"

No answer.

But now Han Shao was taking him and crossing thousands of miles with just a thought.

Looking at the scorched earth covered in wind and snow below, Shenxiu's dull expression became even more lifeless.

Perhaps it’s because of the different perspective, or perhaps this land will never see the familiar laughter again.

I did not find the beauty of the scene in my memory, it just felt extremely strange.

It was not until he saw the withered old tree at the entrance of the village that he felt warmth sliding across his cheeks.

When the two lines were about to cool down, the man's gentle voice came to my ears.

"Would you like to take a few more glances?"

Shenxiu took a drop of water that slid down his chin and put it in his mouth to savor it for a while.

Bitter, astringent, salty——

Then he shook his head.

"Need not."

Han Shao nodded and said nothing more.

The celestial beings in the eight realms have their own magical powers.

When tracing back to the source, as long as the slightest clue is retained, it is enough to capture a lot of things.

With another thought, he took Shenxiu and disappeared into this completely withered village.

……

Horse bandits have existed since ancient times.

Not only grasslands, but also the vast land of Youzhou, which is suitable for horses to gallop.

With the rise of the Wuhuan tribe, the counties and prefectures in Youbei became even more numerous.

When Han Shao and Shenxiu appeared in a hidden valley, a group of roughly dressed horse bandits were cheering.

They had a good harvest today.

They intercepted and killed a small group of traveling merchants, and also took advantage of the situation to capture a disobedient small village.

Wealth, food, and most importantly, several young women.

This is already a great harvest for them.

"Get rich! Get rich!"

One of the bandits wiped the blood-stained property on his clothes a few times, then put it in his mouth and bit it hard.

Gold is soft.

Looking at the clear teeth marks on it, the bandit laughed.

But amid the laughter, there were the woman's cries of fear and desperate howls.

Several horse bandits moved their bodies impatiently, swearing obscenities.

On the other side, there was a horse bandit who seemed to be the leader. He looked at the rough and wanton actions of these bastards and scolded them with some dissatisfaction.

"Damn it! Be gentle! If it breaks, what will happen to the brothers?"

Women are an important resource at all times.

It is an indispensable...tool among these horse bandits.

It allows them to vent their desires and give birth to offspring at the same time.

No one cares whether it is their own child or not.

Anyway, there is no way to care about this kind of thing.

The bandit leader yelled and cursed, but when he saw that those arrogant guys turned a deaf ear to him, he couldn't help but kick two of them down.

Then he took off his clothes and put them on.

Just at this moment, he caught a glimpse of two unfamiliar figures suddenly appearing in front of him.

One of them was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a handsome face.

One of them is... a little monk?

Faced with this strange combination, the bandit leader rubbed his eyes fiercely and almost thought he was hallucinating.

Or did you encounter...evil spirits?
With a sudden start, the bandit leader no longer cared about the woman who was too weak to cry under him. He gathered his clothes and drew his sword.

He said loudly with a stern look but a weak heart.

"You...who are you?"

Han Shao descended from the void with a calm expression on his face, and just asked Shenxiu beside him in a gentle voice.

"Is it them?"

There is no way you can go wrong.

The reason I asked this was just to give Shenxiu some time to react.

Shenxiu only took a quick glance and saw several unforgettable familiar faces among these people.

Then he grinned and nodded.

"Yes."

Han Shao was infected by his childish smile and also smiled.

"So...what are you waiting for?"

As he spoke, a long, narrow knife appeared out of nowhere in front of Shenxiu.

The bandit leader recognized the origin of the knife at a glance and was shocked.

"Zhen...Zhen Liao Dao!"

In the land of Youzhou, there are very few people who cannot recognize the Zhenliao Sword.

There is no one who doesn't know what this knife means.

"So...you guys are afraid too?"

Muttering to himself, Shenxiu walked forward, gently grasped the Zhenliao long sword that was almost as tall as him, and then pulled it out from the ground at an angle.

The knife is very heavy.

Not to mention his age, even for an adult man who has never practiced, it would be difficult to dance.

Fortunately, during the time he spent with Fahai, this little monk, who once could only hide in icy water and watch these beasts wreak havoc and slaughter, has laid the foundation for spiritual practice.

The long sword dragged, and the blade rubbed the ground, making a crackling sound.

The scene of the boy walking with a knife in his hand was somewhat funny.

But those horse bandits couldn't laugh.

Because they could feel the terrifying and nobleness of the man in brocade clothes.

"Your Excellency, have we offended you unintentionally?"

Kneeling on the ground, the bandit leader begged for mercy and reluctantly handed over the gold and silver he had just robbed.

"All this money... belongs to you!"

"Please let me go!"

Shenxiu paused and turned to look back at Han Shao.

Han Shao smiled.

"Do you know how some people address me as the Marquis?"

"They call me... the butcher."

When people slaughter each other, does it matter whether the other party begs for mercy or not?

Shenxiu understood something in his heart, and then his eyes lit up.

These horse bandits, who were also murderous, seemed to have thought of something after hearing the two key words "this marquis" and "human butcher". Their eyes bulged and they cried out in surprise, as if they had heard the most unbelievable thing in the world.

"You... are you?"

But this question of theirs is destined to have no answer.

The Zhenliao long sword that the small figure was dragging was very sharp and fast.

With just a few rises and falls, the bright light of the sword splashed bright blood across the sky and earth.

After doing all this, Shenxiu did not look at the wealth on the ground, nor did he look at the poor women who were half-naked. He simply licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked back at Han Shao with the knife in his hand.

"Two more to go."

After saying that, he thought for a moment and said again.

“It’s not satisfying.”

The other two had already died in a robbery.

Therefore, revenge must be taken as soon as possible, otherwise it will never be perfect.

Han Shao laughed when he heard this.

Then he sent a divine thought to the six doors here and shook his head.

"It's okay, you can use someone else's head."

"You should have fun anyway."

When Shenxiu heard this, his bloodshot eyes shone brightly.

"Thank you, father, for your kindness."

Hearing this new name, Han Shao laughed out loud.