Chapter 295 Jinjiang (1)
Because before his death, the ghost had already said that there were three places with strong ghost energy in the old Fengdu, and reminded Yan Shixun early on that this place might be used by the old Fengdu as a battlefield to attract the generals, so Yan Shixun was not surprised that the generals would appear here.
But what he didn't expect was that as soon as the King of Hell appeared in front of him, he noticed the existence of the general before he explained what they had encountered before.
Yan Shixun didn't understand the King of Hell, but he understood Zhang Wubing.
Since that little idiot Zhang Wubing is the reincarnation of the residual soul of the King of Hell, no matter how stupid he is, he is one with the King of Hell and will more or less reflect the original owner's true character.
Based on his understanding of Zhang Wubing, he is not the kind of person who would care about trivial matters around him.
As for the King of Hell, he was able to fight his way out of a deadly situation when all the gods perished. Yan Shixun didn't think that he would fail to distinguish priorities and be distracted by other things for no reason.
Yan Shixun's gaze fell on the King of Hell, and he had already made a judgment in his mind before he asked the question.
"Then where do you think he should appear?"
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows and asked the King of Hell.
Even though he didn't raise his voice intentionally, it was still clear enough for everyone to hear on this battlefield.
Whether it is to official leaders and others, or to generals in the distance, Yan Shixun's mere existence is dazzling enough, making everyone subconsciously look at him, wanting to seek his advice and know his thoughts.
Yan Shixun is the kind of person who attracts everyone's attention without having to speak loudly.
People around him would lower their voices, hold their breath, and listen to him attentively.
When the King of Hell asked the general in surprise, the general did not even glance at the King of Hell.
The general's eyes were like a blade tempered with frost, still staring at the battlefield below, seeing those evil spirits that were still alive. With a slight movement of his mind, soldiers immediately rushed to the front of the evil spirits in the black mist, and pierced the evil spirits heavily with the spears in their hands.
Blood splattered.
The King of Hell watched this scene happen, and finally slowed down a beat and realized that he seemed to have made a mistake.
…What appeared before his eyes was not the ebony statue that everyone had been paying attention to before.
It is more like that the warrior from a thousand years ago traveled through time and arrived again at the battlefield before the old Fengdu, fighting for morality and cause and effect.
but.
"How is it possible..."
The King of Hell's voice was very light, and he muttered in disbelief, as if he was asking himself, "After Ye Li became the new Lord of Fengdu, his image as a mortal should have disappeared. Why did he still stay?"
Could it be that the problem is still with the ebony statue?
The King of Hell didn't know about the ghost messenger, so he always felt that there was a missing piece of the clue in his mind. He couldn't piece together the truth no matter what he did, and he was puzzled.
"It's reasonable that he should be in the lowest level of hell. Yan Shixun, has he always been here before I found you?"
The King of Hell was asking questions to Yan Shixun, but his eyes were fixed on the general, refusing to turn his gaze back.
Yan Shixun looked at the King of Hell with a helpless smile. For the first time, he discovered that the King of Hell seemed to be more afraid of the general from a thousand years ago than Yeli itself.
Strange... Whether it's the old Fengdu or the King of Hell, even the ghost messenger, it seems that as long as they have participated in the battle a thousand years ago, they care more about the existence of the generals, and are not so afraid of Yeli.
It was as if all people, gods and ghosts, acknowledged the existence of Yeli.
However, the generals are feared by all beings.
Is it because the general had successfully rebelled against the gods and spirits of heaven and earth? Or is there some other reason?
A vague thought flashed through Yan Shixun's mind, but it disappeared too quickly, so he could only catch a little bit of it.
It was as if the Dao didn't want him to know, so this idea could not remain in his mind at all.
Yan Shixun frowned and the smile on his lips faded.
He originally just thought that the King of Hell's excessive attention to the general was a little strange, but he didn't take it too seriously. It was more like he just asked casually because he saw it.
But now, Yan Shixun actually remembered this incident because of a sudden strange thought.
However, at the same time, Yan Shixun also noticed another problem related to himself.
——Did he notice this matter because of Yeli itself, or was he simply considering the Great Dao and all living things?
If it’s for Yeli...but what is he worried about?
Ye Li is the only remaining ghost god in the world, the lord of Fengdu, the chief general followed by 100,000 ghost soldiers, and the only person who ascended to the throne by killing ghosts and gods as a mortal.
Regardless of his identity, it is obvious that Ye Li is not someone who can be easily harmed.
Then why was his first reaction not Fengdu or the Avenue, but the face of Ye Li, worrying whether Ye Li would be harmed by the existence of the image of the general?
While analyzing others, Yan Shixun was also constantly analyzing himself. He habitually laid out his emotions in his mind calmly and rationally, not allowing himself to miss any anomalies or details.
Evil hides in details that are invisible to strangers and in the peripheral vision that is easily overlooked.
This is the conclusion Yan Shixun came to as an exorcist after years of dealing with all kinds of people, evil spirits and monsters, having brushed against death many times and even killed death.
The more cautious you are, the easier it is to survive.
But what Yan Shixun didn't expect was that one day he would put his personal emotions before calmness.
Before considering the impact of the general on the old Fengdu, the first thing he paid attention to was the safety of Yeli.
Yan Shixun's slender body paused slightly, and then he immediately concealed his emotions.
The emotion that disturbed his reason only lasted for a brief moment, and before anyone could notice it, Yan Shixun decisively suppressed it and drew his attention back to the battlefield in front of him.
He looked at the general from afar.
The general seemed to sense his gaze, and although his gaze when he looked back was still indifferent, it was not like the look he gave the King of Hell, as if he was looking at the air.
Yan Shixun's figure was clearly reflected in his eyes.
"He was attracted here by the old Fengdu."
As there were more pressing matters at hand, Yan Shixun temporarily put aside the worry hidden in his heart about Ye Li, and told the King of Hell what had happened before in a concise and concise manner.
After learning the whole story about the ebony statue, not only the official leaders who were listening silently, but even the King of Hell never expected that such a thing would happen.
"This is really... who could have imagined that there would be such a cause and effect."
The King of Hell frowned slightly, a little unhappy: "The ghost messenger died too easily. Tsk, I came a step too late. Otherwise, I really want to do something with my own hands."
Although he knew very well that since Ye Li had indeed saved the ancestor of the Bai family after ascending the throne of ghosts and gods, then now, a thousand years later, whether it was the ghost catcher who survived because of the ancestor of the Bai family, and even engraved the obsession of the former general into the ebony statue so that it could be passed down, or the Bai family village that was established because of the gold gift from the ancestor of the Bai family and the ghost catcher was wiped out, it was nothing but the cycle of cause and effect.
But for a moment, he still found it difficult to accept the reality that the general would appear again.
Others may not know, but the King of Hell, who is closest to death and understands cause and effect and the great way better, knows very well what the general represents.
To the great Dao of Heaven and Earth, a warrior is no longer just a life or a soul.
Rather, it is a symbol.
During the thousands of years when Yeli did not exist, the King of Hell witnessed the actions of Fengdu with his own eyes and saw the cause and effect that slowly accumulated.
Although the King of Hell is not the Tao, he cannot see the distant future.
However, the King of Hell is very sensitive to death.
According to the current situation, he can reasonably speculate on future developments, and vaguely realizes that these causes and effects will accumulate over time, and one day, the Avenue will no longer be able to bear it and will completely collapse.
Although the King of Hell was worried, he could only make changes as much as possible within the area under his jurisdiction. He snatched the newly deceased ghosts from the North Yin Fengdu Emperor as soon as possible, and extradited the ignorant ghosts to the underworld instead of Fengdu, allowing the ghosts to be reincarnated according to his own judgment.
Even if the ghost cannot take revenge and eliminate the obsession, at least it will not become a pile of cause and effect and a burden to the world.
The King of Hell acted cautiously and covertly, and no being could discern his true intentions.
Until the battle of Ye, the city was massacred and burned, and corpses were everywhere.
The excessive number of deaths and the rising resentment and anger not only attracted the attention of the King of Hell, but also attracted the North Yin Fengdu.
The King of Hell tried his best, but he was ultimately one step behind and failed to lead the dead soldiers and civilians to the underworld.
——The one hundred thousand soldiers and the civilians who died in the massacre did not want a chance to be reborn.
But a fair one.
If Fengdu doesn’t give it, the general will.
After hearing the general's angry questioning, the King of Hell realized that the general might break the pattern formed over thousands of years and change the world and even the Tao.
Later, the King of Hell's guess came true.
Starting with the general's rebellion, the pattern of death was replanned and the world restarted.
The fact that Yeli became a ghost or god has a very special meaning to heaven and earth.
He is the only one who can defeat the Great Dao with his human body.
Therefore, he became the most special one among all the gods. Even if the great Dao declined, it did not affect Yeli.
But now, the warrior who once changed the world has reappeared on the battlefield of old Fengdu.
The King of Hell looked at the cold and sharp figure of the general on the mountain of corpses and felt as if he had vaguely touched the edge of the road. He realized that if "coincidence" allowed the ebony statue to be passed down, it might even allow the general to reappear.
Then perhaps, this is the chess game between Dadao and Yeli.
Through this game of chess, Dadao... wants to completely clean up everything from the past.
restart.
If that’s the case, then the general’s appearance here, does it mean that a new beginning is about to come?
The King of Hell stood among the crowd, but seemed to be detached from everyone. He seemed to be standing with the Tao again in a trance. He lowered his head and looked at the disaster in Baizhi Lake, quietly waiting for the evil to reach the peak, and then clean it up in one fell swoop.
It was Yan Shixun's voice that brought the King of Hell back to his senses.
"Old Fengdu led him here, which is convenient for us. Otherwise, it would be difficult to find the specific location of the ebony statue. After all, it is a being that can disappear from the sight of all the statues and Taoist priests in Haiyun Temple."
"But, you just mentioned Yeli?"
Yan Shixun asked the King of Hell: "Where did you see him?"
"That's not the case."
The King of Hell blinked his eyes, calmed himself down, and told him everything he had seen before he met up with Yan Shixun.
Yan Shixun never expected that Ye Li would actually fall into the lowest level of hell. He had added his own cause and effect with Li Chengyun when entering the lower level of hell, just to avoid this kind of thing. However, he did not expect that in the end he was the only one who successfully found the ghost messenger related to Li Chengyun, and everyone else fell into the wrong place.
Especially Yeli...
Yan Shixun still remembered what the ghost said, that the lowest level of hell was almost the power core of the entire old Fengdu.
Whether it was affected by the battle or destroyed on purpose, it was definitely not a good thing for the old Fengdu.
The old Fengdu tried every means to lure the general here, wanting to keep him away from the core of the lowest level of hell, but unexpectedly he missed Yeli and put the truly terrifying one behind him.
Yan Shixun was surprised for a moment, but after figuring it all out, he felt quite amused.
Not only was he no longer worried about Yeli, but he actually began to mourn for the old Fengdu.
Yan Shixun: The most unlucky person I have ever seen is none other than that little idiot Zhang Wubing. But even so, it is not as good as the old Fengdu... What you fear will come true, haha.
Everyone had their own worries, except Yan Shixun, who was in a good mood and had the leisure to pay attention to the generals.
Although Yan Shixun considered himself to be an ordinary person, in the eyes of the thousands of evil spirits in this level of hell, that was not the case at all.
These two gods of death almost pierced through an entire layer of hell, and countless evil spirits were killed on the spot.
Especially Yan Shixun, a living soul, actually has the power to shake hell.
The scene of him swinging his pale skeleton as if it were a heavy sword was seen by countless evil spirits. It became a nightmare deeply engraved in their souls. They avoided this living soul whose horror was beyond their comprehension as much as possible.
The evil ghosts who were originally rushing towards Yan Shixun frantically, the moment they realized the current situation, they crowded and squeezed frantically, sprinting in the opposite direction to increase the distance between themselves and Yan Shixun as much as possible.
However, the 100,000 ghost soldiers that they were targeting again were obviously not someone to be trifled with.
The soldiers, surrounded by black fog, rode majestically on the ghost horses, slashing at the evil ghosts with their long swords without hesitation. With a few moves, only filth was left on the ground.
Many of the remaining evil spirits watched the fate of their fellow creatures and were immediately frightened.
The survival instinct in their souls even overwhelmed the control of the old Fengdu over them, forcing them to run as far away as possible and dive into the mountain of corpses in the distance, pretending to be a motionless rotten corpse, hoping to escape the pursuit of the ghost soldiers.
However, while the general was paying close attention to Yan Shixun, he also had a panoramic view of the entire battlefield.
The generals of thousands of years ago knew nothing about ghosts and gods, but were proficient in all matters on the battlefield.
When he appeared on the battlefield, he was like a dragon entering the sea, invincible.
The general showed no mercy to these evil ghosts who were greedy for the flesh and blood of living souls or were burdened with sins. With a thought, 100,000 ghost soldiers took orders and immediately scattered to clear out all the evil ghosts on the battlefield who were controlled by the old Fengdu and had attacked them.
Yan Shixun saw this scene, but he was not affected at all by the screams and pleas for mercy of the evil spirits. Instead, he raised his eyebrows with interest, and stopped when he walked to the side of the general, watching this battle that would soon result in an overwhelming victory.
He had seen the 100,000 ghost soldiers following Ye Li before, and was therefore keenly aware that the soldiers in front of him were different from those in his memory.
Although they are still the same soldier, there are still essential differences between the two.
To be specific, it should be - anger.
The soldiers who were chasing ghosts on the battlefield at this moment were like blood-stained swords with bent blades, carrying the evil spirit of having just walked down from the battlefield, and the anger that remained in their chests and refused to dissipate.
They were so sharp that they didn't care about anything and didn't care whether their souls could continue to survive. They just wanted to follow their leader and seek justice for those lives that were slaughtered.
Even if it means poking a hole in the sky, I would do it.
However, when Yan Shixun first saw 100,000 ghost soldiers on a suburban highway in Binhai City, the first impression the heroic spirits of the soldiers left on him was majesty.
It was an elite army that had grown mature and steady after thousands of years of sedimentation, following the Lord of Fengdu and defending the order of yin and yang, life and death.
It is somewhat similar to Ye Li’s own condition.
When Yan Shixun thought of this, a smile spread across his lips.
When he glanced sideways at the general beside him, his eyes were no longer as alert and vigilant as they were at the beginning.
The general will never show mercy to anyone, god or ghost. He only looks at cause and effect and sin.
Anyone who is guilty, even the Emperor of Beiyin Fengdu, will be cruelly wielded by him.
But when Yan Shixun walked towards him, the general saw it but said nothing, and even tacitly agreed that Yan Shixun was standing beside him.
The distance between the two people, let alone strangers who were wary of each other, even exceeded the normal social distance. It was too close for ordinary acquaintances.
The warrior, whose tall body was hidden under the heavy armor, stiffened slightly. He seemed not used to other people approaching him, but he was reluctant to drive away this unique exorcist. He could only silently struggle between his conscience and his desires in his heart.
Yan Shixun didn't pay attention to the problem of distance.
Because Ye Li would get close to him whenever she had the chance and find all kinds of excuses to stay by his side. Now he has Ye Li standing by his side, and he has even begun to get used to the gradually disappearing distance between them.
Even in the small courtyard in the old city of Binhai City, Ye Li used the excuse of not having money to rent a house to break into the house, and now the two of them live in the same room.
Ye Li also said with confidence that it was Jing Xiaobao's fault, because Jing Xiaobao and Zhang Wubing always stayed overnight, and often brought Lu Xingxing with them, so there were not enough rooms in the courtyard, so he and Yan Shixun had to share a room.
At first Yan Shixun was not interested. He thought that this was how people slept in university dormitories and it was not a big problem, so he agreed after a little thought.
When he realized something was wrong, it was too late. At this time, he always felt that he was too deliberate to ask Ye Li to go to another room, as if he was guilty of something.
As time went by, Yan Shixun gradually acquiesced to this way of getting along.
When he noticed the relationship between the general and Ye Li, and even saw with his own eyes the similarities and differences between the two, he began to share some of his trust in Ye Li with the general.
And most importantly, they now have the same goal.
Yan Shixun raised his eyes and looked at the general beside him: "I don't know you, but I am very familiar with your future as the Lord of Fengdu a thousand years later."
"If it was Ye Li, I don't think he would be unable to see that this was a plot by the old Fengdu, specifically trying to lure him to this level of hell and use the wrong battlefield to keep him away from the real core."
When the general heard this, the smile that had unconsciously appeared on his thin lips slowly fell back, and he returned to his usual coldness.
Yan Shixun was not in a hurry either. He just calmly smiled and waited for the general's answer.
On the endless mass graves, the evil ghosts kept crying for mercy and screaming in fear, but what followed was the sound of blood and flesh splattering and swords clashing.
The sound startled the rescue team members so much that they lowered their voices unconsciously. While they were talking and exchanging information with each other, they were also alert to their surroundings, guarding against the evil soldiers who might become bloodthirsty and attack them.
In the eyes of the team members, this is a ghost after all.
Although there are good ghosts among them, what he sees at work are mostly evil ghosts that want to harm people. He doesn't want to gamble with the lives of his companions on that probability, so he simply becomes wary of all ghosts.
The King of Hell noticed the emotional changes of the people around him.
He raised his eyelashes, his eyes slid indifferently over the soldiers, and then he calmly withdrew: "Don't worry, as long as you haven't done anything evil, they won't do anything to you."
"After all, they are a group of stubborn people who pay attention to cause and effect. They were the ones who could not be persuaded back then... just like their commander."
The King of Hell sneered and his voice gradually faded.
Compared to the 100,000 ghost soldiers who had a majestic and sharp image, walking among the mass graves and were more terrifying than evil spirits, the rescue team members obviously believed more in the King of Hell who had just saved them.
Besides, the King of Hell was obviously afraid of Yan Shixun, which made those who trusted Yan Shixun feel a lot more at ease.
Every thing has its own nemesis.
With Mr. Yan around, they no longer have to worry about ghosts harming them.
"I'm sorry, the ghost scream was too loud just now and I didn't hear it clearly. What did you say?"
The team member smiled apologetically, feeling that he was almost getting used to the screams that kept coming from his ears.
But the King of Hell shook his head slightly.
He stood there with his sleeves folded. When he lowered his eyes slightly, he looked like a Confucian scholar of old, elegant and refined, with a tall and graceful figure, without any trace of the cruelty of hell.
But everyone present knew very well what kind of evil presence this was. With a wave of his folding fan, the fate of the ghosts was uncertain.
But even such an existence, when looking at those ghost soldiers, had emotion and nostalgia in its eyes.
It was like returning to the battlefield thousands of years ago.
The King of Hell has lived for thousands of years, but he has only seen one person with such a strong obsession.
So serious... that it could even change the entire pattern of death, allowing the avenue to revolve around him and re-lay out a chess game that lasted a thousand years.
When he saw the heroic souls of the soldiers again, the King of Hell was surprised to find that these soldiers who followed the general were exactly the same as he remembered.
The thousand years seemed to have not existed, and the battlefield was frozen at that moment.
Even the general himself looked exactly like the one he had seen before.
Especially when Yan Shixun talked about the ghost who escaped death, the King of Hell's heart was filled with turmoil.
If it were the King of Hell, he asked himself, would he let a ghost who knew all the truth go, and put his plan at risk of being discovered and disrupted?
After all, the ghost had seen the general for the last time as a mortal, and had carved out the critical power at that moment, allowing the statue to be circulated.
Ye Li didn't know, but the general knew about this and saw the ghost himself when he was chasing the escaped ghost from the old Fengdu on a rainstorm night a thousand years ago.
But he still let the ghost go, allowing him to live for another thousand years.
The King of Hell could understand the general's logic.
Because the ghost catcher himself had no extra sins, the karma that had accumulated had already been repaid because of his initiative to protect the Bai village and the southwest, so the karma was settled and there was no reason to attack the ghost catcher again.
But when the King of Hell put himself in the other's shoes, he finally came to the conclusion.
If it were him... I'm sorry, he wouldn't let anyone, god or ghost, leave who might affect important plans.
This is because he is the King of Hell who controls death and is responsible for death and reincarnation.
No matter whether it is the rest of the people, gods, ghosts or himself, they cannot escape this logic, and everything can only give way to the situation.
When he saw clearly his own thoughts, the King of Hell also realized that apart from his obsession, the general's rationality and control over the overall situation had reached a terrifying level of perfection.
The reason why the general let the ghost go was not because he was kind and merciful.
It's because he has confidence in his own strength - he believes that no matter what choice he makes, he can bear the corresponding consequences.
No matter what happens.
The generals can turn the tide and change the fate of the country.
It was at this moment that the King of Hell felt that he seemed to understand why the Great Dao chose Yeli.
...In this game of chess, apart from Yeli, no one else is qualified to be the chess player on the other side of the avenue.
It's not only because of Yeli's power, but also because of the almost cruel justice, which is so similar to the Tao.
Even if we put aside his identity as the Lord of Fengdu in Yeli, he is the most suitable person to shoulder the responsibility of the Great Dao.
Yan Wang's lips were pursed so tightly that they turned pale, and the smile that had always been on the corners of his lips disappeared.
He looked at the general seriously and solemnly, as if he had re-acquainted himself with Yeli as a whole after the battle a thousand years ago.
The ebony statue is an existence that embodies the power and true identity of the general. Since its appearance in the world, the general has only appeared twice.
One was a rainy night a thousand years ago, when all the evil old Fengdu ghosts were wiped out, bringing peace to the southwest for a thousand years.
Next, right now, the ghost path will rise, and war will appear to stop the ghost path.
Even before this time, although the true body of the general had not appeared, the ebony statue had been guarding the evil spirits in Baizhi Lake, making it impossible for the ghost baby and the old Feng to break free, leaving Yan Shixun enough time to grow.
When Yan Shixun became strong enough to withstand any crisis, the ebony statue could no longer guard Baizhi Lake due to an "accident", and the warrior finally reappeared.
...Work side by side with Yan Shixun to deal with the ghost way together.
The King of Hell looked at the two people standing side by side in the distance, his thoughts like the sea surface under the howling wind, with the waves crashing against the embankment.
Ever since the gods died a hundred years ago, he had never truly trusted the Dao again. But only now did he slowly understand all of the Dao's actions.
Every step that he once did not understand or even worried about was actually a foreshadowing laid by the Avenue for a truly stable future.
The King of Hell stood quietly there for a long time before he finally pulled himself out of his stormy thoughts.
He calmed himself, chuckled and shook his head slowly. Suddenly he understood the truth and let down his guard.
He also saw clearly the gap between him and Ye Li.
"Really... I was worried whether Yan Shixun could control a barbaric guy like Ye Li."
Yan Wang chuckled and looked at the two people in the distance. Although he was complaining, his tone was relaxed: "It seems that I worry too much."
"If there were only one ten-thousandth as many exorcists as Yan Shixun back then, perhaps the situation would be different, and Ye Li wouldn't hate exorcists so much."
The master who stopped a galloping army of 100,000 thousands years ago but only angrily scolded the general, kept saying that he was doing it for the people of the world, but only questioned the general why he refused to accept his fate, why he had to resist, and whether it would be better for him to just obediently let himself be manipulated?
At that time, the King of Hell was one step too late. He watched helplessly as the ghost exorcists in the world not only failed to calm the general's anger, but also did not agree to the general's request to send the ghosts of the people who died in the massacre to reincarnate. Instead, they added fuel to the fire, making the general even more furious and determined to rebel against heaven and earth.
When those highly respected and long-renowned sects joined hands and threatened to attack the general, the King of Hell was so angry that he smashed his seal in the underworld, broke into those sects in the middle of the night, smashed the statues and altars worshipped by the exorcists, and frightened the exorcists who were so arrogant the moment before, and they knelt on the ground trembling, fearing that the underworld would take them away.
But the King of Hell knew very well that the matter was done and nothing could be done.
But now it seems that Yan Shixun has adapted well to both the generals thousands of years ago and the Yeli of today.
The evil ghost enters the bones...
A smile appeared on Yan Wang's lips again, and he turned his head to the official in charge and said, "You have found a treasure."
The person in charge was stunned at first, then realized that the King of Hell was referring to Yan Shixun, and laughed: "Then I have to thank you too, Director Zhang, no, the King of Hell. If you hadn't organized this variety show, I wouldn't have met Mr. Yan."
"But looking at it this way, what Mr. Yan said is really accurate."
The official person in charge nodded with satisfaction: "So the real meaning of navigation is not only to lead the way, but also to lead people?"
"Yan Wang, after returning to Binhai City, are you interested in cooperating with our special department?"
Yama:"…………"
The corners of his lips twitched. "No, I think you have something else to say. Besides, that little idiot wants to be a director, not a navigator."
The person in charge waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's all the same, no delay!"
King of Hell: ...I seem to have accidentally tricked that little idiot.
Yan Shixun also noticed the rescue team members who were frightened by the evil soldiers. Although he was a little far away and could only roughly see the team members' expressions, he still understood their thoughts and knew what they were afraid of.
He chuckled in understanding, and didn't think there was anything wrong with what his team members did. It was a good thing to remain vigilant.
But he still took a long step forward, ready to walk over and explain things to his teammates.
For teammates who are walking side by side with you, once there is a misunderstanding, it is best to resolve it in time and nip the misunderstanding in the bud.
Otherwise, once it grows up, it will definitely cause disaster.
Just when Yan Shixun was about to move, an arm covered with armor suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision, shining with a cold light.
Then he realized that someone was grabbing his arm.
He raised the end of his eyebrows in surprise and looked sideways, only to see the general standing silently beside him, looking at him, holding his arm with an incredibly gentle force.
The general even pulled back his armor quite a bit, like a cat with its claws retracted and its paw pads carefully placed on a human's arm.
Yan Shixun felt as if his heart was scratched, and he was instantly defeated.
"how?"
Yan Shixun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Have you just realized now that you've been tricked by Jiu Fengdu?"
The general did not answer immediately, but stared at Yan Shixun for a long time.
His stern face was so sharp that it was difficult to look directly at him, but to Yan Shixun, it was a face he was already familiar with.
Yan Shixun even wondered if the general in front of him was shy or didn't know how to organize his words.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, he chuckled and shook his head, throwing this outrageous guess out of his mind.
And the general finally decided to speak.
But he was not answering Yan Shixun, but asking an unrelated question.
"You... Yan Shixun, why aren't you afraid?"
The general's deep voice was a little hoarse, as if it was because he hadn't spoken for a long time, but it added to the charm.
It was like brewed wine that had not completely settled, still with that initial sharpness, choking enough to make one's cheeks red.
Yan Shixun blinked his eyes before realizing what the general really wanted to ask.
——The scene of those ghost soldiers slaughtering evil spirits.
"Because I believe that you are not someone who would attack ghosts at will. Even if they are evil ghosts, you will only make the most appropriate judgment after seeing the cause and effect of their sins."
When Yan Shixun said this, his expression was very serious: "The Ye Li I know is such a person, and you and Ye Li are the same existence, just different manifestations of man and god. So I am willing to give you this trust."
The general slowly released the slender hand that was holding Yan Shixun's arm. He stared at the face that was so close to him, and even his breathing became lighter unconsciously. There was a look of daze in his eyes that had never appeared before.
It seemed that when Yan Shixun said that he trusted him, all the souls and endless corpses on the battlefield disappeared.
In his eyes, Yan Shixun was the only one left.
He was different from all the ghost exorcists he knew, but exactly like what he had imagined a ghost exorcist should be like.
This is... a ghost exorcist in the human world.
A glittering, priceless treasure.
The general was shocked, but his stern face remained calm. His habitually restrained emotions made it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Yan Shixun didn't think much about it. He just smiled and raised his hand, pointing in the distance at the 100,000 ghost soldiers who were almost done with clearing out the evil spirits.
"It looks like they'll be done soon too."
Yan Shixun: Isn't it normal for me to have such thoughts? After all, when Ye Li became the Lord of Fengdu, he stripped the responsibility of judgment, which should not have belonged to Fengdu, from the Great Dao and became the ghost god in charge of death and judgment.
Isn't it that the Tao can make such a judgment because Ye Li's cruelty and fairness are exactly the same as the Tao?
But it was obvious that Yan Shixun and the general's thinking were not on the same track.
Yan Shixun thought that these words were normal, but they shocked the general and overturned his understanding of the human world.
When Yan Shixun looked at the ghost soldiers in the distance, the general's eyes were always fixed on him.
It was like looking at a gem that had fallen into the haze of a battlefield but whose brilliance had not been diminished.
So dazzling that you can't take your eyes off it.
"Do you think I was deceived by the living creature?"
The general asked Yan Shixun softly.
Yan Shixun sensed something was wrong, his mind raced, and then his eyes widened a little bit, he turned around and looked at the general: "Could it be..."
"As you said, the Lord of Fengdu that you know and I are different incarnations, but we are actually one and the same."
The general's tone was indifferent, but what he said was the truth that Yan Shixun had never guessed: "The evil spirit led me here, so I took advantage of the situation and attracted the evil spirit's attention, so the evil spirit's rear defense was lost."
"The Lord of Fengdu is allowed to go."
When the general saw Yan Shixun's surprise, a rare smile appeared on his lips.
His cold face suddenly became warm.
Yan Shixun was shocked and murmured: "The two cooperated..."
The general naturally continued: "All is fair in war."
After all the ghosts controlled by the old Fengdu on this level were slaughtered by 100,000 ghost soldiers, the power of the old Fengdu was greatly reduced in a short period of time.
It was at this time—
“Clang!”
The clear sound of metal rang out, echoing over the battlefield.
The general grasped the sword at his waist, slowly drew it out, and pointed it straight forward.
The blade is sharp and unstoppable.
It was like an order before a battle, and all the soldiers immediately looked at the general.
Then,
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