Tan Hua snorted softly, frowning slightly: "Alas, Ling'er has completely disappeared now. If I don't do something, I will always think about the past and have no peace of mind."
Prajna nodded and said, "In that case, I will take it that you two agree."
...Just as Shi Zairong and the others had worried, on the third day after the matter of the living dead was resolved, a huge group of people attacked this small town full of residents from the direction of Qinghe County.
Shi Zairong had just rubbed his hair with sesame oil and was feeling the effects of the oil when the sentry on the city wall rushed in anxiously: "Grand Master, report to the Grand Master, a group of people were spotted outside the town, rushing towards us!"
Upon hearing this, Shi Zairong casually picked up the jade hairpin on the table, casually tied up her long hair, and asked, "Did you see who it is?"
The sentry was slightly stunned and said, "The flag is unfamiliar and I don't know who the commander is."
As sentinels, they needed to recognize the flags of various nations and major forces. However, for a group like Tianshu Tower, which had been an underground organization from the beginning, their logo was naturally unfamiliar to most people and had never seen it before. "I'll go take a look. Give the order, prepare the entire army and meet the enemy!"
"yes!"
By the time Shi Zairong quickly climbed up the city wall, Lin Feng, the cook and soldier, had already used various excuses to take the lead and observe the enemy situation with his clairvoyant glasses.
Shi Zairong saw that he seemed to be thinking about something, and thought that he must have had some idea. "I didn't expect that you came earlier than me. Did you see anything?"
"The people who came should be from Tianshu Tower, but you come and take a look at this person leading the troops. I am beginning to doubt whether there is something wrong with my eyesight." As he spoke, Lin Feng handed the Clairvoyance in his hand to Shi Zairong with a serious expression. To be honest, he really didn't know what he had just seen. Was it an illusion?
Just as he was thinking about this question, Shi Zairong's exclamation pulled him back from his thoughts: "...How could it be!"
Lin Feng gave a wry laugh. If Shi Zairong hadn't shared the same expression, he would have truly believed he was sleepwalking. It was true that the troops arriving were from Tianshu Tower, but the man at the front, riding a tall horse, wearing silver armor and wielding a long sword, looked almost identical to Wang Yanzhou, save for the slightly graying beard that reflected his true age. "If I hadn't seen the Tianshu Tower flag, I would have thought Wang Yanzhou had defected to the enemy."
"There's definitely something fishy about this person's background. Have the Qingliang Valley people already set out? Who is this person?" Shi Zairong struggled to recall. He had never heard of Wang Yanzhou having such a relative, either in Nanyue or during his time in Qingliang Valley. While the world is full of strange things, and similar-looking people are not uncommon, when he saw that person, his sixth sense told him that this matter was definitely not that simple. Otherwise, Xiahou Qing would never let such a person lead the team.
Lin Feng took out a small piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Shi Zairong, while replying, "They have already set out. Wang Yanzhou is here in person with his men. Zhong Qin and Yan Shaoqing will stay behind to guard Qingliang Valley."
… Yun He, who had originally planned to lead the others directly to Huanglong, suddenly pulled the reins and stopped after seeing the strange stone piles surrounding the town. “… Stop!”
Everyone stopped in their tracks and began to whisper among themselves, completely lacking the discipline expected of soldiers. Looking at the stone and wooden stakes before him, Yun He not only dismounted but also sighed in bewilderment, "It seems Shi Zairong isn't as boring as Xiahou Qing says he is, having found such a skilled warrior to help him."
Lin Fan, standing beside Yun He, was supposed to be the lead commander, but because of this sudden appearance, he lost his position and was forced to become deputy. He was already quite dissatisfied with Yun He. Now that Yun He suddenly stopped and did not follow the previously planned action, he was even more displeased. "Master Yun, they are just some stones and tree stumps. There is nothing to be afraid of."
Yun He leaned over and said, "Oh? Since General Lin is so confident, why not give it a try?"
"Hmph, what's the difficulty?" After saying that, Lin Fan gave a look, and one of his capable assistants went to the so-called formation. However, they didn't expect that before everyone could react to what happened, the person who was still alive just now was spitting blood and died.
After witnessing the power of this strange formation, everyone couldn't help but feel a little scared. Taking this opportunity, Yun He waved his hand and made arrangements: "As you all have seen, pass the order down and set up camp on the spot."
"yes!"
While the soldiers were busy setting up camp, Lin Fan and another deputy general of the same rank, Feng Yang, discussed the next course of action with Yun He. "Lord Yun, we can't just sit there and wait, can we?"
Yun He smiled and said, "This formation is very powerful, but it has a huge flaw. It was set up in a hurry, and these stones are just ordinary stones. In three days, this formation will collapse on its own. By then, your Pavilion Master will have arrived. I think you can all wait, right?"
Lin Fan and Feng Yang exchanged a glance and said in unison, "Master Yun, you're joking."
Yun He suggested leisurely, "I heard that the Zhiyou Forest outside Qingliang Valley, though filled with miasma, is a rare wonder. Would any of you gentlemen like to go and see it with me?"
"Master Yun, please do as you please. We still have important matters to attend to in the army, so we won't disturb your pleasure."
After the two of them left, they naturally didn't just return to their jobs. The three-person meeting was as if it hadn't happened. They had to have a small meeting to exchange ideas. Yun He was a person who suddenly appeared from nowhere. In their hearts, he was naturally not considered one of their own.
Feng Yang hadn't been in Qinghe County originally, having been temporarily transferred back by Xiahou Qing. Unfamiliar with many things in Qinghe County, he was the first to ask, "Lin Fan, can this Yun He be trusted? Don't you think he looks a lot like someone?"
Lin Fan signaled him to be more careful with his words, cautioning that walls could be eavesdropping. He whispered, "Didn't the Pavilion Master already give instructions when we set out on this matter? He does have a close connection to the one in Qingliang Valley, but he doesn't even know it. If we say anything, we'll be courting disaster."
Feng Yang continued, "Although the man from Qingliang Valley didn't like to use his true appearance when he was traveling the martial arts world, quite a few people knew what he looked like. Since Yun He has a grudge against Qingliang Valley, hasn't he ever thought about investigating the background of King Qingliang? I have a feeling that everything he's showing now is fake. Maybe he's a spy from Qingliang Valley, trying to confuse us."
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