klisemfg Chapter 167: Give Shi Jian a heads-up
Chapter 167: Give Shi Jian a heads-up
They marched quickly all the way, resting only for one night. At four o'clock the next afternoon, Jiang Li led his troops to Qingfeng Town.
When Uncle Jiu saw Jiang Li leading so many men over, he hurried over to inquire about the situation and gave a brief introduction. Jiang Li then ordered his men to make a fire, cook, and set up camp.
He himself brought his men to unload the black dog, rooster, cinnabar, yellow paper and other miscellaneous items from the carriage.
After marching for more than a hundred miles, the soldiers finally had their first hot meal in two days at around six in the evening.
After eating, Jiang Li ordered everyone to rest, while he and Uncle Jiu, Simu and others began to draw ghost-exorcising talismans with cinnabar and yellow paper.
Fortunately, this talisman is not some advanced stuff. As long as you have magic power, you can learn it after practicing for a period of time. Therefore, all the disciples of Qingyun Temple can draw it, including Wencai, Aqiang and Ade.
After working for several hours, the twenty or so monks from Qingyun Temple finally drew a thousand talismans. Then Jiang Li woke up the confused soldiers and distributed the talismans.
And he explained to them that today's task was to light torches and take roosters and black dogs to search for the hidden ghosts in the woods.
When they heard about this mission, several timid ones were frightened out of their wits. Of course, it was dark now and no one noticed it.
However, Jiang Li had anticipated these people's reactions, so he told everyone that the army had a fierce and murderous aura and that ghosts would not dare to approach them.
He then explained the magical effects of the talisman and the rooster and black dog, which made them feel relieved. Finally, under the leadership of the second-generation disciples, they dared to go out and encounter ghosts with torches in the middle of the night.
At this time, Uncle Jiu frowned and said to Jiang Li, "Ah Li, it is true that the army has a fierce and ferocious aura, but you should also know that it takes veterans who have survived hundreds of battles. Although your soldiers are not weak, they are far from reaching this level."
"Of course I know what the master said. I said that just to appease people."
"I hope nothing goes wrong." Uncle Jiu murmured worriedly.
"Master, don't worry. They are all strong young men with plenty of yang energy. They have talismans to drive away ghosts and they also have roosters and black dogs. I don't think there will be any trouble."
Uncle Jiu nodded upon hearing this, "That's true. Besides, even if there are some problems, we still have your fellow disciples here. Although they are not very skilled, they at least have some magic powers and magic tools. It shouldn't be difficult for them to deal with some wandering ghosts!"
But then he frowned when he thought of Wencai and Ah Hao and Ah Qiang. Wencai had taken some essence pills and often practiced in the training room. Although his cultivation was not weak, his character was extremely bad.
Aqiang and Ade are not weak in ability, but their luck has been greatly reduced because of this incident. It is hard to say whether any accidents will happen.
At this time, Aqiang and Ade were indeed not having a good time. Their fortune had dropped to negative, so they basically encountered some problems every few steps they took.
Either a branch pokes your face, or you are blinded by debris in the wind, or you trip over tree roots or stones. In short, you are unlucky and everything goes wrong.
Fortunately, they still had the Maoshan brand to support them and prevent them from dying.
As the sounds of chickens crowing and dogs barking continued to be heard in the forest, the hiding ghosts were driven out of their hiding places one by one, and were eventually subdued by the second-generation disciples of Qingyun Temple who followed them.
After a whole night of searching and encirclement, the woods around Qingfeng Town were finally cleared.
The final result was not bad. After a night of searching, a total of 102 wandering souls were captured. However, Ah Hao and Ah Qiang captured the most ghosts, with a total of nearly 40.
When Uncle Jiu saw their bruised faces and tattered and dirty robes, he thought they were trying so hard to make up for their mistakes, so he stopped blaming them and encouraged them instead, saying, "It is a great honor to admit your mistakes and correct them."
They were confused by what they heard.
As for why these two guys ended up like this, it was because they were unlucky. They stumbled every three steps and fell twenty or thirty times throughout the night, which resulted in their clothes being torn and their faces being bruised.
As for the forty ghosts, they came to them on their own initiative. After all, the two of them were extremely unlucky and had no temper at all. They were completely unable to intimidate the ghosts who wanted to possess them.
Only then did ghosts keep coming over, and the two of them acted like fishermen without making a nest.
Watching the sun gradually rise, Jiang Li and everyone went back to the camp to rest after dinner. After all, these soldiers were not made of iron.
After such a long journey and a busy night, it’s impossible to continue doing anything.
He slept like this until one o'clock in the afternoon. When the first Maoshan disciple who heard the news arrived, Jiang Li notified all the soldiers to get up. After dinner, he arranged for them to patrol various places.
To prevent ghosts from running out of the town and causing harm to the world.
Of course, this is all external statements. In fact, Jiang Li's purpose is to let Shi Jian see the capital in his hands and consider whether to confront Uncle Jiu head-on.
At noon of the next day, he finally waited for Shi Jian, and Shi Jian was just as he expected. He looked at the occasional patrolling soldiers with guns with suspicion.
He seriously suspected that he had gone to the wrong place and arrived at a warlord's base.
Just then, he saw a young man wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, sitting in a strange carriage with three wheels that made a rumbling sound, coming up to him and bowing.
"May I ask if you are Uncle Shi Jian, the 35th generation disciple of Maoshan?"
"I am Shi Jian, who are you, little brother?"
"I am not worthy of being called brother by Master Uncle. I am Jiang Li, the junior, and I am the third disciple of Master Lin Jiu. I am here to wait for Master Uncle on Master's orders. Master Uncle, please follow me. Many of the uncles and aunts are already waiting in the military camp."
After hearing this, Shi Jian took the equally hesitant Shi Shaojian and followed Jiang Li to the military camp, asking as they walked, "Jiang, nephew, I wonder who these soldiers belong to and why they are here?"
"Master, you may not know that I saw warlords separatist and the people were poor, so I gave up my family wealth to recruit soldiers and formed an army."
"After that, he donated money to get a county magistrate position, hoping to protect the local people. A few days ago, he heard that my two junior brothers got into trouble, so he brought his men to help."
When Shi Jian and his son heard this, they immediately lost their composure. These men and horses were actually the subordinates of their nephew. This was something they had not expected.
"My name is Shi Shaojian. I wonder what I should address you. Should I call you Senior Brother Jiang or Junior Brother Jiang?" Shi Shaojian asked politely.
"Oh, I'm the twenty-third today. You can call me whatever you want. Just follow my Maoshan rules. There's no need to worry about anything." Jiang Li said to Shi Shaojian with a smile.
"In that case, I am twenty-five years old this year. How about I call you Junior Brother Jiang?"