Longevity, starting from traveling and telling stories

Chapter 167: Victory, Jiang Gan steals the book
Li Shun and the soldiers all looked at the newcomer, and they shuddered unconsciously, their eyes full of fear.

The man who came was thin, wrapped in a black robe, with a pale face, sunken cheeks, and deeply sunken eye sockets. He looked extremely old, but his eyes were flashing with a ghostly light.

His lips were chapped, and he smiled strangely. He said, "I just ran down to collect souls, and you guys are here to deliver them. Do you think I'm not full enough?"

I saw that he was holding a blood-red banner with black patterns embroidered on it in his hand, which was emitting a blood-red light in the dark night.

Li Shun and the soldiers gripped their weapons tightly, feeling a sense of oppression in their hearts, but they believed that if they fought hard, there might still be a chance of survival.

Just when they were preparing to fight to the death, the demon cultivator's face suddenly changed. He didn't even care about Li Shun and others, and quickly went west.

Only a few people who survived the disaster breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

the other side.

Ye Beixuan stood in front of the tent, looking at the sleeping Beiliang commander with a cold gaze, the flying knife in his hand gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

He flicked his wrist, and the flying knife shot out like lightning, pointing directly at the commander's throat.

However, just as the flying knife was about to pass through, a dark light curtain appeared out of nowhere and blocked the flying knife.

"There really is a demon cultivator." Ye Beixuan frowned, secretly alert in his heart.

He had long sensed a chilling atmosphere during the battle, which was why he didn't act rashly. He didn't expect it to be a big fish.

Sure enough, a dark shadow slowly walked out from the darkness.

There was a man in a black robe, holding a banner that exuded an evil aura. Ye Beixuan seemed to see countless human heads on the banner, screaming and wailing in pain.

The eyes of the black-robed demon cultivator suddenly flashed with green light. It was his unique skill of capturing souls and stealing spirits. If the opponent was not paying attention and lost his mind, he would be easily controlled by the opponent.

He stared at Ye Beixuan, surprise in his eyes. He was actually fine?

So, he tentatively said in a hoarse and cold voice, "Who are you? Which immortal palace are you from? You are only at the Foundation Establishment stage. If you retreat now, I promise to let you live."

But he was thinking something else: "Let you live? Absolutely not. If you're from a lesser immortal abode, come stay at my Ten Thousand Souls Banner. If you're from a greater immortal abode, I'll kill you today, without anyone noticing."

"Immortals do not interfere with mortals, this is the rule. You come here and use the war to collect souls. Even though I am just a casual cultivator, I have to take care of it." Ye Beixuan said "righteously", hehe, he just won't tell you the truth.

Upon hearing this, the demon cultivator's lips curled up in sarcasm. "How dare you speak so arrogantly in front of me, Xieyuan Luosha? What do you mean by immortals not interfering with mortals? Our Lord Demon is going to set the rules for everyone now."

"Now that someone is in charge, I will let you be the first cultivator to visit the Ten Thousand Souls Banner while I'm here in the mortal world!"

After he finished speaking, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand shook slightly, and the faces on the banner seemed to come alive, emitting bursts of low roars.

Ye Beixuan remained unmoved, holding Zhuxie in his hand, and his clone was also ready, ready to strike a fatal blow at the critical moment.

Although the demon cultivator in front of him was only a half-baked Golden Core cultivator, he was not comparable to the strongest foundation-building cultivators like Huikong and Jinquan. If he was not careful, he might end up in trouble. He had to fight like a lion against a rabbit.

The energy of the two people continued to rise as they confronted each other, and the atmosphere was so heavy that it was almost suffocating.

At the critical moment, the Beiliang commander on the bed suddenly moved, and both of them turned their heads to look at each other.

The Northern Liang general suddenly felt a tingling sensation and opened his eyes abruptly. When he saw the situation clearly, he was horrified and asked, "Master? Why are you in my tent? Who is he?"

Xieyuan Luosha snorted coldly, glanced at the commander, and said, "He is here to kill you."

Upon hearing this, the Beiliang commander trembled all over and quickly shrank to the corner of the bed. He didn't expect that the other side also had cultivators. He couldn't die. Once he died, the army would collapse in an instant.

Seeing the demon cultivator pretending to be cool, Ye Beixuan suddenly got angry. Damn it, I’m the one pretending to be cool usually, when is it your turn?
So he said calmly: "You said one thing wrong."

"Oh?" Xie Yuan Luosha turned to Ye Beixuan and said jokingly, "What else did I say wrong?"

Ye Beixuan said calmly, as if he was also a master: "I am here to kill you."

"Young man, you don't know your place. The devil is coming and all kinds of evil are coming!" Upon hearing this, Xieyuan Luosha's eyes flashed with a dim light. He suddenly waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand, and countless demonic energy surged out of the banner, turning into hideous ghost shadows and rushing towards Ye Beixuan.

Ye Beixuan looked at the ghostly figure of the demon cultivator and knew in his heart that he was obviously colluding with the Beiliang Army to let him collect souls to strengthen himself. If he was not dealt with as soon as possible, there would be endless troubles.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. He held the Immortal Slaying Sword in his hand and suddenly swung out a sharp sword energy, pointing directly at the black-robed demon cultivator.

The battle between the two was about to break out, and the outside of the tent was suddenly filled with spiritual power and yin energy. The commander of Beiliang hid inside and could only watch this superhuman battle.

"What a good sword." Xie Yuan Luosha's eyes flashed with greed, and he couldn't help but admire it: "A good sword deserves a good man, but it's a pity that it has to change hands today."

Pretend, Ye Beixuan only now realized how this guy could pretend so well. The most annoying thing in the world is when someone pretends to be awesome in front of you, and most importantly, he thinks he has succeeded.

"You only think about the sword changing hands, but have you thought about other changes?" Ye Beixuan said calmly, "Pretend, I'm better at pretending than you."

"Oh?" Xie Yuan Luosha said jokingly, "I really can't think of any other unexpected events. I'm really looking forward to it."

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn. Although Xieyuan Luosha said this, he focused all his attention on Ye Beixuan, and this was also what Ye Beixuan intended.

A breeze blew by, and with a whoosh! sound, a willow-leaf flying knife suddenly pierced through the tent and went straight into the heart of the Beiliang general. He walked out of the door, clutching his chest, and shouted with difficulty: "Master, Master, save me."

Then he fell to the ground unwillingly, the last ray of light in his heart disappearing. Why? Why don't you fight to the death first? Why kill me first?

"Clone?" Xieyuan Luosha's pupils shrank. He was careless and didn't expect that the other party had such magical powers.

"Are you ready to wait and see?" The two Ye Beixuans looked at Xieyuan Luosha with sharp eyes.

Xieyuan Luosha was so angry that he was shaking all over. Not only was he fooled by someone with lower cultivation than him, but the tool he used to collect souls was also killed in front of him. That would have been fine, but the key point was that he was despised by him. How could he tolerate this?
There was a suffocating feeling of oppression in the air, and a breeze blew by.

Xieyuan Luosha suddenly waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand, and countless black shadows emerged from the banner, turning into hideous ghosts.

Xieyuan Luosha sneered and said, "Today I will let you taste the feeling of being devoured by ten thousand ghosts!"

Ye Beixuan's expression was stern. His figure flashed and turned into a shadow, quickly approaching Xieyuan Rakshasa.

Seeing this, Xieyuan Luosha's eyes flashed with disdain, and he waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand again. A dark ghost energy, like a thick fog, invaded Ye Beixuan.

Ye Beixuan was unable to dodge and was quickly swallowed by the mist. Xie Yuan Luosha asked proudly: "How is it?"

At this moment, Ye Beixuan's clone came to rescue as if he was "very anxious".

Xieyuan Luosha snorted coldly, and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner shook violently. Powerful demonic energy rushed into the sky and directly shattered the clone.

"He has a small skill, but he still dares to do the same thing."

However, just as he was getting carried away, he suddenly felt a sharp pain. He looked down and saw blood dripping down his black robe to the ground.

"How is this possible..." Xieyuan Luosha turned around in horror, only to see Ye Beixuan standing behind him, looking at him coldly.

Xieyuan Luosha felt a force raging wildly in his body, which not only destroyed his evil spirit but also shattered his golden elixir.

His face was pale, his eyes full of disbelief: "You actually have more than one clone. I... can't accept it..."

Ye Beixuan's face was stern, and his tone was calm as he said, "Didn't you invite me to sit in the Myriad Souls Banner? How about you go and meet them yourself?"

After he finished speaking, a blue flame burned in his hand. He waved it and the flame instantly ignited the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

The ghosts on the banner let out shrill wails in the flames, but soon they broke free from the banner and turned into black shadows, floating in the air.

The ghosts all turned their gazes towards Xieyuan Luosha, their eyes filled with resentment and anger.

Among them were Xieyuan Luosha’s enemies, strangers, and even relatives.

After a brief silence, the ghosts let out a sharp scream, revealed a sinister smile, and rushed towards the Evil Abyss Rakshasa together.

"No... don't come over here!" Xieyuan Luosha was so frightened that he felt powerless all over. He could only rely on kicking his feet backwards to try to avoid it.

The ghost instantly submerged him, tore his body apart, and drank his blood.

His screams kept echoing, and the sound of flesh being torn was endless, from screams to soft wails, and finally to silence.

Ye Beixuan watched this scene coldly until the Evil Abyss Rakshasa was completely devoured and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was completely reduced to ashes.

"Now that you have regained your freedom, you should enter the path of reincarnation and not linger in the human world."

"Thank you, Immortal Master."

After paying their respects, the ghosts gradually dissipated, turning into tiny points of light and returning to heaven and earth.

With a sigh, Ye Beixuan said no more, turned around and left, his figure quickly disappearing into the night.

Yin time, six quarters.

Zhang Jiedushi was unable to sleep and kept pacing back and forth in the tent. Hu Meier knew Ye Beixuan's ability very well, so she stepped forward and whispered to him, "Sir, I think it's time for us to gather our forces for a counterattack and launch a surprise attack." "Wait a little longer," Zhang Jiedushi said. "No one has returned to report the situation. How can I dare to launch a surprise attack?"

"Sir, please believe me!" Hu Mei'er said softly, "Even if you don't believe me, you have to believe in your own judgment!"

Do I trust my own judgment? I believe your lies, Zhang Jiedushi sighed, not knowing what had happened to him or if he was possessed by a demon. He actually believed the plot in the story, and he didn't know what happened to them.

"Report" an urgent cry
Zhang Jiedushi's eyes lit up, and he said in an urgent and excited tone, "Hurry up and tell me."

"Reporting to the general, only seven members of the Death Squad have returned, but they have completed their mission and the enemy's food supplies have been burned."

"it is good"

Before he could be happy, another urgent cry came: "Report!"

"Tell me quickly." Jiedushi Zhang was already in great joy at this time, and he couldn't help wondering whether the enemy general had also been killed?

The messenger knelt on one knee and saluted, saying, "General, another member of the Death Squad has just returned, and their commander has been successfully assassinated by our side."

"it is good"

"Okay, okay," Zhang Jiedu slammed the table vigorously, and shouted loudly with a red face, "Come here, count the troops, count the troops."

Soon, the captains began to organize quickly.

These people are indeed veterans and generals, and they assembled the troops in an instant.

Jiedushi Zhang was full of courage at the moment. If he could defeat Beiliang's blocking troops with his new recruits this time, his prestige would rise again and the empress would find it difficult to restrain him.

He was seen riding a Ferghana horse, wearing Ming Guang armor, holding a spear, and standing in front of the soldiers with his head held high and his chest puffed out.

His gaze was like a sharp sword. He slowly turned left and right to scan the soldiers, and spoke in an impassioned voice, "Men! We have just killed the Northern Liang general and burned their food supplies! Now that the Northern Liang army is leaderless, this is the perfect time for a counterattack!"

He paused, then suddenly raised his voice, carrying an inciting force: "The opportunity for revenge has come. Tell me, are you afraid?"

The soldiers were so excited by him that they had to admit that he was no ordinary person to reach this position. He must have some skills. Ye Beixuan looked at this guy and touched his chin. It turned out that the beauty trap was not something that could be achieved overnight.

The soldiers raised their weapons and shouted loudly: "Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!"

Seeing this, Jiedushi Zhang smiled with satisfaction and shouted, "Alright! In that case, follow me and we'll kill them all!"

He was brimming with courage, having already made his plan. If he could defeat Beiliang's blocking forces with this group of new recruits, his prestige would soar again, and even the Empress would be unable to punish him.

Thinking of this, he felt even more heroic. He pointed his spear and rushed forward at the head of the troops.

The soldiers followed closely behind, their footsteps were as powerful as a rainbow, but the Beiliang army was at a loss and had already been thrown into chaos. The soldiers were at a loss and their formation was broken up in an instant.

Jiedushi Zhang seemed to have returned to his youth, this time unstoppable and fighting bravely.

Although the Northern Liang army quickly organized a resistance, they were defeated and slaughtered, leaving behind only half of their troops, who fled in panic into the Northern Liang territory.

Jiedushi Zhang, having won a great victory, was filled with pride and said, "Keep moving forward to the supply point."

After saying this, he rode on his horse and led the team forward in a heroic and high-spirited manner.

On the way, he suddenly remembered Ye Liuxiang, so he rode up to him and said with some admiration, "Ye Liuxiang, this time is all thanks to you. I promised you a request a while ago. Tell me, I can also appoint you as a lieutenant and let you lead a team of soldiers. How about it?"

Such talents must be retained.

Ye Beixuan's expression was indifferent when he heard this. "Want to keep me?" "It's a pity that you will have to listen to me from now on." After a moment's thought, he said, "Thank you for your kindness, General. I have only one request. I want to know the whereabouts of a man named Qin Beixi on the front line."

Zhang Jiedushi was stunned, his brows slightly furrowed, and his tone was a little unhappy: "Qin Beixi? You joined the army in place of Qin Shaoyou just for his elder brother? You have to think carefully, you only have this one chance to make a request."

Ye Beixuan said calmly, "I and Qin Beixi are close friends, as close as brothers. I beg you to inquire about this, General."

Zhang Jiedushi's face darkened. "How dare you disobey me?" He was about to explode when a voice, indistinguishable between male and female, suddenly came from behind him: "General, why are you so angry?"

Fox Mei'er approached slowly and said, "Nothing is a joke in the army. General, you might as well ask around and find that person. You can transfer him to your own command. You've come to help General Lin. I don't think General Lin would be reluctant to part with even a small soldier! As long as that soldier is under your command, then I think this Brother Ye will definitely serve you, right?"

"Guard Hu is right." Zhang Jiedushi's expression brightened after hearing this. After a moment's silence, he nodded with a hint of tenderness and said, "Captain Ye, please leave first! I will personally select troops for you later."

Ye Beixuan was stunned. "I'm going to be an official now?" The beauty trap did work, just not that fast. He nodded slightly, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

Hu Meir looked at him meaningfully, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

As the team continued to advance, Zhang Jiedushi was still pondering, "What was this man's origin? Was he really just a refugee?"
A day later, Jiedushi Zhang's troops arrived at the Eighteenth Station supply point.

Zhao Dahai, a doctor from the Ministry of Warehouses, had been waiting outside the camp. Seeing Zhang Bei arrive, he quickly stepped forward, bowed, and said with a smile, "General Zhang Bei, how are you? You've been so tired all the way. Did you encounter any obstacles?"

Zhang Bei smiled slightly and returned the greeting, "You are too polite, Doctor Zhao. It's just a few obstructions from these rats. Besides, national affairs are more important and the war is urgent. I hope that Doctor Zhao will take care of us so that we can continue our march."

Zhao Dahai nodded repeatedly, a smile on his face as he said, "General Zhang is absolutely right. However, the war is intense and supplies are scarce, so we need to make some arrangements. It would be better to let the troops rest in the camp first. I have prepared a small banquet to welcome you."

It seems that getting supplies this time may not be so smooth. Ye Beixuan has sharp ears. He heard the conversation and looked at Zhao Dahai, knowing that there might be a problem.

Zhang Bei hesitated for a moment, then nodded and agreed, "Very well, I'll come to the banquet after I've settled down in the camp."

A strange look flashed in Zhao Dahai's eyes, and then he smiled and said, "Thank you for your honor, General."

After returning to the camp, Zhang Bei made some adjustments and then said, "Call Ye Liuxiang. This general will personally take him to the banquet."

The fact that he is allowed to lead the team personally shows how much he values Ye Beixuan now.

At the banquet, everyone ate food, drank wine and chatted in a friendly manner, but this was just the beginning.

After three rounds of drinks, Zhang Bei put down his glass and said seriously, "Sir Zhao, this general came to provide assistance, but was ambushed by Beiliang on the way and suffered heavy losses. Now my soldiers are short of food and weapons. Could you please help me with the supplies, Sir Zhao?"

Zhao Dahai looked troubled and sighed, "General Zhang, you know that the war is getting intense right now, and it's really difficult to dispatch supplies. We'll have to wait a few more days."

Zhang Bei frowned, and said in a somewhat angry tone, "The war is getting serious now. Lord Zhao should dispatch supplies instead of arguing with me here."

"Ahem." Zhao Dahai laughed dryly and said perfunctorily, "Alas! General Zhang, you are wrong. I understand that the war is urgent and I sympathize with the soldiers, but you must give me some time."

Zhang Bei saw Zhao Dahai evading responsibility and wrangling, and his anger grew. He suddenly stood up and was about to shout when Ye Beixuan, who was buried in his food, suddenly said, "Since that's the case, our general will be magnanimous and wait a few days."

Zhang Bei frowned. This guy actually dared to overstep his bounds. If he couldn't explain why, he would definitely not let him off easily.

"In that case, this general will wait for a few days." After saying that, Zhang Bei left with everyone.

Zhang Bei returned to the army with a gloomy face and immediately summoned all his troops to discuss countermeasures.

After hearing this, everyone shook their heads. Wars are fought for supplies and money. Now that supplies are scarce, the war is naturally unfavorable.

Seeing that Ye Beixuan, who had just given the order for him, remained silent, Zhang Bei stared at him with a sharp gaze and said, "Ye Liuxiang, tell me to wait a few days. Do you have any countermeasures?"

"Sir, even if you were angry at the time, it would have been useless. I suspect someone above him is deliberately trying to embarrass you, and getting angry would only serve as a trap." At this moment, Ye Beixuan stepped forward and said, "Sir, I will tell you a story about a counter-espionage scheme. Once I tell you, you'll understand."

Zhang Bei's eyes flickered, and he asked, "Oh? Tell me about it?"

Ye Beixuan said in a clear voice, "These two armies are at war. There is a general named Cao Cao. One of his subordinates, Jiang Gan, has been a classmate of the opposing general, Zhou Yu, for many years. So he volunteered to persuade Zhou Yu to surrender." (From the 45th chapter of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms," where Jiang Gan falls into a trap during the gathering of heroes)
"Zhou Yu, knowing the purpose of his visit, pretended to be drunk and slept on the same bed with his former classmate."

"Zhou Yu was snoring loudly, but Jiang Gan couldn't sleep. So Jiang Gan sneaked up on Zhou Yu's desk and peeked at the documents. He suddenly saw a letter of surrender written by Cao Cao's subordinates Cai Mao and Zhang Yun. His face suddenly changed drastically. At this time, Zhou Yu suddenly started talking in his sleep, and his words seemed to be instructing the two people mentioned in the letter not to attack them... It was a bad time, which made Jiang Gan believe the contents of the letter even more."

Speaking of this, Jiedushi Zhang was already fascinated. He didn't know that fighting could be like this? He really had lived in vain.

"So, Cao Cao got the letter, believed it to be true, and killed his own subordinates. By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late."

After hearing this, Zhang Bei understood that he wanted him to alienate Zhao Dahai and the people behind him.

So he asked softly, "But how do we create discord?"

Ye Beixuan smiled slightly and whispered, "Zhao Dahai is greedy for money. We might as well deliberately befriend him first, and then spread rumors, falsely accusing him of accepting benefits from us and agreeing to arrange for us. This way, the people behind him will definitely become suspicious."

"Then, we will deliberately spread rumors that the people behind him want to kill him. If this continues, Zhao Dahai will have no choice but to join us in order to survive."

Zhang Bei's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he slapped his thigh and said, "Good idea!"

"You all leave first." After seeing many of his trusted subordinates leave, Zhang Bei whispered, "Ye Liuxiang, you stay..."

After everyone left, Zhang Bei asked, "What should we do?"

Ye Beixuan's eyes lit up and he said, "Sir, we should do this tomorrow."

He leaned over and whispered something in his ear. Zhang Bei nodded in agreement, and both of them smiled with a wicked smile, as if Zhao Dahai had been played around by them.

(End of this chapter)