Chapter 623: The evil spirit is the one who possesses the body
"It's spring."
The Yuezhou Censor stood on the city wall and looked north. He saw only a deep blue in the distance, submerged in the rain, and nothing else.
The attendant held an umbrella for him, and the rain slid down from the umbrella, dripping onto his feet and splashing onto his boots, forming a flower shape. The moisture hit his face, making his beard and hair feel heavy.
The attendant didn't dare to speak, and there was silence on the city wall.
There is an altar made of mulberry wood on the city wall, and on the altar is a large peach doll carved from peach wood. The doll holds a peach bow and peach arrows in its hands, as if drawing the bow and shooting at the sky.
The Yuezhou Provincial Surveillance Commissioner asked, "Master Chen, is there still no news?"
Master Chen wore a tall hat and a feathered robe made of peacock feathers, and held a peach stick in his hand. The rain soaked his hat and feathered robe, and flowed down the wrinkles on his face.
His eyes were calm, and his tone was even. He said, "No news. The outside of Yuezhou City has been trapped by ghosts and gods. I am a sorcerer who controls ghosts and gods, and my ghosts and gods are no match for the ghosts and gods outside. I can't send any news out, and I can't receive any news back."
The Yuezhou Provincial Surveillance Commissioner's beard trembled slightly as he said, "Mr. Zhang, it's already spring. Do you think the court will send troops to suppress the rebellion?"
Zhang, the staff member, looked at the Gusu army camped outside Yuezhou City, his eyes filled with fear, his voice trembling slightly, "I will definitely do it."
But he lacked confidence, and his voice was weak, floating in the rain, like a whisper.
The Yuezhou Provincial Surveillance Commissioner heard it, but he had no other choice but to say, "Heaven has sent auspicious rain, and destiny is on my side."
Warlock Chen lowered his head and did not respond.
This is a desperate wait. The sorcerer is good at divination and has already seen a corner of fate, and is facing his own destiny calmly.
But the Provincial Surveillance Commissioner could not remain calm. Over the past few months, his hair had turned gray, and he looked more than ten years older. He had to appease the army and the people, and also find a way to deal with the shortage of water and food during the siege of King Wu.
The deputy general hurriedly ran up from the bottom of the city wall and whispered a few words in the ear of the censor, who immediately followed him down from the city wall.
The attendants and staff followed closely behind, leaving the sorcerer Chen standing on the city wall, his cloudy eyes looking outside the city, watching the ghosts and strange auras in the King of Wu's camp.
"Heaven has lost its place."
The two young disciples behind him didn't understand what he meant, so they stepped forward and asked, "Master, what are you talking about?"
Warlock Chen reached out and touched the heads of his two young disciples and asked, "How long have you been following me?"
The older disciple said, "I have been following Master since I was four years old, which is twelve years already."
The younger disciple said, "I grew up beside Master, and I'm fourteen this year."
"It's been so long." A rare smile appeared on the face of the sorcerer Chen. He slowly walked down the city wall with his two little apprentices, revealing a long-lost fatherly warmth.
The little apprentice felt happy and walked with a cheerful step.
The eldest disciple had more responsibilities and more thoughts. He held Master Chen's hand tightly, but showed a worried look.
The spring rain has passed, the warm sun is shining, the vitality of the earth begins to sprout, and the restlessness in people's hearts also begins to sprout.
From some unknown evening on, the smoke from the King of Wu's camp began to drift towards Yuezhou City, bringing with it the aroma of grain and meat.
For several consecutive days, the people of Yuezhou City became restless.
The Censor could not sleep at night and arranged soldiers to patrol day and night. Every day, they caught a large number of people who wanted to escape from the city, and they could not kill them all.
There was also restlessness and anxiety among the soldiers, which made the Yuezhou Censor tremble with fear.
Another evening, accompanied by curling smoke from cooking fires, the army of King Wu began to sing outside the city.
That is a Yuezhou ballad, a tune that farmers sing in the fields during the spring ploughing season. It is a tune that everyone here can sing and has heard since childhood.
The wind brought in smoke from cooking fires and songs. Flying arrows brought in news that the King of Wu was trying to persuade the captives to surrender, treating them well, and letting bygones be bygones. They also brought into the city the reputation of the King of Wu for his benevolence, diligence, and love for his people.
The arrows flying into the city can be stopped, but the wind flying into the city cannot be stopped, nor can the restless hearts of people.
People are in panic and uneasy all day long.
Finally, one night, Master Chen suddenly woke up, and without even turning on the light, he pushed his two apprentices awake with his bare feet.
He tied two strips of nettle cloth over his apprentice's eyes, tied their hands together with a red string, reached out and pushed them from behind, saying, "Run! Run!"
The eldest disciple wanted to turn back, but he held his head and said, "Don't pick it, don't look back, don't stop, hold your junior brother and don't stop until dawn!"
"run!"
They could not see with their eyes, but the shouts and the sounds of the huge city gates being broken down made them tremble all over. The smell of burning kerosene mixed with the smell of blood was nauseating.
They were unable to think and instinctively followed their master's instructions and ran forward, forward, and forward.
As they ran, the shouts and cries faded in the wind, and the smell of blood could no longer catch up with them. They seemed to be enveloped in a woody scent, leaving all the fear behind.
Master Chen watched his two young disciples disappear in the city. He turned back, put on a tall crown, a feathered robe, picked up a peach stick, and went barefoot to see the censor.
In his early years, he was saved by the Yuezhou Censor. Later, when divination showed that he was about to face a great disaster, he sought refuge with the Censor. Unfortunately, human power was limited and he never found any chance of survival.
The Yuezhou Censor did not sleep and struggled to summon his deputy general to take charge of the situation.
Two men wearing Wu army armor suddenly rushed in. They were as tall as iron towers, with green eyes and blood all over their bodies. They exuded a murderous aura that was not that of a living person, as if they were evil ghosts from the underworld.
"Protect the Censor!"
The personal guards shouted loudly, and dozens of them rushed out, shooting arrows at the two assassins from a distance.
A skilled arrow shot through the gaps in the armor and pierced the bodies of the two assassins, but they did not retreat at all, as if they did not feel any pain.
He just waved his steel knife, knocked away the arrows that were approaching his vital points, and moved closer and closer to the Yuezhou Censor.
The personal guard stepped forward to stop him, but was cut into two pieces by a single blow.
This is the divine power to tear tigers and leopards apart alive!
Dozens of personal guards were unable to stop the two assassins, who kept approaching the Yuezhou Censor.
The personal guards were already terrified and in despair, feeling that the opponents before them were not living people, but evil ghosts and demons.
But the Yuezhou Censor clenched the sword in his hand, his face turned pale, but his eyes were firm, and he was unwilling to die easily.
"middle!"
Suddenly, a loud shout came from outside the door.
The sorcerer in the tall crown and feathered robe drew his peach bow and arrows and shot two arrows in succession at the two assassins.
The peach arrows could not penetrate the armor and fell to the ground with a sound of collision, but the two assassins suddenly stopped, let out a terrible roar, and light came out from their seven orifices. They turned into two ghosts, looked at the sorcerer with hatred, and wanted to escape.
The sorcerer raised the mahogany token and called out, "Thunder!"
With a loud bang, two thunders appeared in the void, striking the two demons and turning them into ashes.
The Yuezhou Provincial Surveillance Commissioner was surprised and exclaimed, "Master Chen has arrived just in time!"
Warlock Chen showed no joy. He glanced at the two corpses on the ground and said, "It's a haunting. The King of Wu has the help of an evil spirit."
His expression remained calm as he said, "Censor, we are in great trouble."
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