Chapter 129 Two-in-One [Finished]
Without any evidence, they couldn't believe Shen Wangshu's sudden telling of Duke Rong or Prefect Xiahou that there was an enemy attack.
But now she no longer had a bird's-eye view, and she didn't know when the enemy would arrive. There were no signs inside or outside the city, and probably only the border could see any unusual movements.
Shen Wangshu was a person who was used to preparing for a rainy day. She would try every means to avoid known disasters, but now this passive state had no solution, which made her very uneasy.
As soon as I was in a bad mood, my old problem of neurasthenia would come back. I often had trouble sleeping at night. I would feel better only when I put the warm dragon horn against my chest, but it was of little use. I would have nightmares in the middle of the night as if I had returned to the state when I first came here. Lighting calming incense was of no use as I just couldn't sleep.
That night, the couple was talking on the phone. Chen Ting took the last dose of suppressant and planned to go to the riverside to spend the period of illness later. Seeing that Shen Wangshu had no intention of going to sleep, he was a little puzzled: "Madam seems to be worried all the time, and she goes to bed much later than before. Is it because grandma's eye disease has not been cured? Or is there any new development of the epidemic in the city?"
Shen Wangshu sighed faintly: "You don't understand, now it seems like there is a sword of Damocles hanging over my head, which may take my life at any time, but I don't know when it will fall."
The golden pupil on the other end was stern, and he said with murderous intent: "How can there be a sword to threaten you?! I will immediately send a pigeon to send more secret guards from Xuanji Courtyard, and no one will be able to hurt you!"
“…Ah,” Shen Wangshu paused, not knowing how to explain.
During this period, the beauty's face was filled with worry, and her voice sounded weak: "This sword is not a real sword, it's just a description. I know the storm is coming but I don't know how to deal with it, so I feel very uncomfortable."
Chen Ting was puzzled: "Is something going to happen in the mansion?"
Shen Wangshu thought helplessly: "It's not just the mansion, it's the entire Moyun City that is about to have an unimaginable disaster..."
Seeing her silence, Chen Ting said softly: "Madam, you don't want to say it, because I can't do anything even if I know it?"
Shen Wangshu had been holding this matter in her heart for a long time and it was already uncomfortable. When Chen Ting tempted her, she immediately said in a very unpromising way: "Husband, do you believe that there are some strange powers in this world that can let people know what will happen in the future?"
As expected, the other end fell silent. Shen Wangshu's courage, which he had finally mustered, was immediately broken. He said dejectedly, "Forget it. I knew you wouldn't believe it even if I told you..."
Chen Ting said, "I believe it, ma'am."
Even monsters like him exist in this world, so how can what the lady said be impossible?
"I was just wondering what had you worried so much."
Shen Wangshu's spirits perked up, and he burst out with courage again: "The reason why I couldn't sleep these few days is because I always dreamed that the enemy would besiege the city in the near future... In the dream, Moyun City was broken, my grandmother died, and the people of the Duke's Mansion and the entire Moyun City didn't hold out until you came."
"What about you?" The man's voice was trembling. He asked anxiously and sadly, "What about you? You also..."
He didn't even dare to say the last three words. He couldn't imagine what would happen if she was not in the world.
Shen Wangshu counted the days. In the original novel, "she" seemed to have died when the first snow fell this winter. She didn't even experience the epidemic in the city, let alone the enemy's siege.
"I..." Her voice was a little dry, but she pretended to be relaxed and said, "I died a long time ago. I was not in good health."
"No." Chen Ting said in panic: "You won't die, and neither will grandma. Nothing will happen to Moyun City... Ah Nian, do you still remember the appearance of the enemy in the dream? Were they from the Great Zhou or the Turks? Are there any more details?"
Shen Wangshu had asked him before, if the enemy attacked the city, whether the remaining defenders and Chen's army could hold out. He swore that there would be no problems, so why did Anian have such a result in his dream?
Could it be that something went wrong with one of the routes he was guarding so closely?
Shen Wangshu was worried because she couldn't think of more details. After thinking about it, she only remembered a little bit: "The people who came to attack the city didn't seem to be foreigners. The leader had a strong bandit spirit. In the dream... my grandfather called him the leader of a gang."
There are many bandit gang leaders in the book. Shen Wangshu knows their names, but cannot match their faces, so he cannot tell which gang leader it is.
With just this bit of information, Chen Ting was certain: "It was the Golden Scale Gang of Canghui Mountain...that villain Qi Yaojie! He must have made some kind of deal with Helan Xiu again."
Jiang Kang is his man, helping him keep an eye on the movements of the other two bandit gangs. Wu Kun has no ambition and just wants to lead his gang to grow good crops and have enough food to eat. He has never caused any trouble. Only Qi Yaojie has a criminal record of selling intelligence.
During this period of time, Chen Ting has not had time to deal with this guy. He thought he was having a good time in his Canghui Mountain and partying, but he unexpectedly did something like this.
Is he going to go down the path of treason to the end?
Shen Wangshu knew that in the original novel, before the old emperor died, various gangs of bandits and refugees had already appeared in various parts of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Qi Yaojie of the Golden Scale Gang seemed to be the first person to proclaim himself king - the first cannon fodder.
Because he was the first to get involved with the Turks, he had a sole "merit" in the fall of Moyun City. Later, after Chen Ting dealt with the Turks, he chased him and massacred the entire Jinlin Gang, and built a Jingguan in Canghui Mountain.
Extremely brutal.
Now it seems that Qi Yaojie will follow the same path as in the book as a cannon fodder.
Shen Wangshu told Chen Ting everything she knew. She was in the boudoir and could not get more specific information. She could only place her hopes on Chen Ting. In his previous life, he was just one step late and watched his grandmother die in front of him. In this life, he knew it in advance and would be able to respond in advance.
Shen Wangshu believed that he had the ability, and did not think that the fate of all of them would be carried forward by the original work - she had verified this by preventing the great plague in advance.
"Also, influenza is prone to break out in winter. If conditions permit, my husband would do best to let the soldiers in the army take precautions in advance." Shen Wangshu said, "I'll give you a prescription. It's all common herbs that are easy to find. Ask the military doctor to search for some and make soup for them to drink."
Chen Ting wrote it down carefully: "Okay."
Having let someone else solve his biggest worry, Shen Wangshu felt relaxed, and the corners of his lips slightly raised: "Thank you, my husband, for trusting me. Can my husband solve this matter?"
The latter said firmly: "Madam, don't worry, I have already made a plan."
"I won't let anything happen to you."
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[Qingwushan Chronicles Follow-up · Fuguang Perspective]
In the original novel of "The Phoenix Girl of Destiny", there is a hidden map that even the author himself overlooked, namely Qingwu Mountain.
Apart from a brief mention of Chen Ting's mysterious life experience, the article did not elaborate on this map that would drag the entire article into a fantasy channel.
But existence is reasonable. Qingwu Mountain is connected to the secret realm of Yingzhou. It indeed exists in a place far away from the human world.
Qingwu Mountain and Yingzhou Secret Realm are equivalent to the dimensional wall between the mortal world and the world of immortals. Across the sea outside Qingwu Mountain is the mortal continent, and inside the Yingzhou Secret Realm is the world of immortals. For many years, no human has been able to get close to the dimensional wall and break it.
Qingwu Mountain and Yingzhou Secret Realm are suspended above the endless sea. The four seasons are like spring, exotic flowers and plants are everywhere, and there are countless spiritual beasts. Among them, the most powerful and dangerous lineage is the dragon clan.
As creatures that do not exist in the same dimension as the mortal world, the dragon clan was originally a exotic beast that roamed the world of immortal cultivation. However, their power was too strong, and they were eventually suppressed by several powerful men in the world of immortal cultivation at the bottom of the Qingwu Mountain, which has special properties. The dragon clan was buried here and exterminated here, and no new dragons were born in later generations.
Until one day, a gray egg rolled out from a neglected crack in the ground.
This egg has no arms or legs but is extremely active and can move freely. It is only slightly larger than an ostrich egg. I don’t know how many places it has rolled in. The outer layer of dust almost coated the eggshell before it grew to this size.
The sudden appearance of the breath of their own kind in the burial ground suddenly awakened the dragon spirits who were unwilling to sleep - they never expected that there were still surviving members of their own kind in the world, and they all came alive excitedly at once.
"A golden egg. Is it from the king's lineage?"
"Only the Dragon King's eggs are golden..."
"I don't know what kind of dragon will be born. Perhaps it will be the hope for the revival of our race."
"Do you want the last dragon in the world to go to the cultivation world and die? What's the point of reviving the dragon race? We have so many dragons, but in the end, didn't we all get wiped out? What can such a small dragon do? It's better for it to live out its life peacefully in Qingwu Mountain, or carefully hide its identity and travel around the cultivation world and the human world."
"That makes sense...what can a dragon do."
“But it’s gold.”
"A dragon born from a golden eggshell has extraordinary power. If it goes, it will definitely avenge our clan!"
The dragon spirits were chattering in the air and didn't notice when a crack quietly appeared in the eggshell on the ground.
Click, click.
After a few subtle sounds, a small hole appeared on the top of the eggshell. The small hole did not bring any light into the eggshell, because the entire Dragon Valley was pitch dark, and there was not even a bit of luminous moss in the depths.
Instead, a faint golden light shone through the eggshell.
It used its delicate little claws to break the eggshell apart from the top and eat it, stopping after it had made a hole big enough for it to crawl out.
The chattering dragon spirits were all stunned - this was indeed a little dragon covered in golden light. All the scales on its body, its horns, and even its eyes were shiny gold. As a race that had no resistance to golden things by nature, this little dragon was pampered from birth.
"It's better for such a beautiful dragon to not go to the upper cultivation world to die." The dragon spirit that originally allowed it to revive the dragon clan immediately changed its mind.
As one of the most powerful races in the world, although such a newborn dragon is young, it also has incomparably sharp claws. It is easy for it to hunt and feed itself, not to mention that it is a golden dragon!
The blood power of the golden dragon is even stronger. A newborn dragon can hunt an adult bison without any instruction. This is the killing instinct engraved in its blood.
Besides, the little dragon didn’t eat much at the beginning. Except for the day when he was hungry after crawling out of the eggshell, he gradually realized that although there were many voices talking in the Dragon Valley, he was the only dragon alive and food would not fall from the sky. If he wanted to survive, he had to hunt for himself.
There will be no creatures more powerful than the dragon clan in Qingwu Mountain and the entire Yingzhou Secret Realm, but there are many adult monsters, and a newborn dragon like this is still not enough in front of them.
After being beaten several times and running back to Dragon Valley in a panic, Xiaolong learned a lot of survival lessons in the process of growing up, and became bigger and bigger day by day.
After only fifty years of growth, it could walk across the entire Qingwu Mountain. Ordinary monsters would not easily approach because they felt the powerful pressure from the dragon clan. The survival of the little dragon gradually became no longer a problem.
Once you are full and satisfied, spiritual needs arise.
Dragons are also social creatures. It was the only one left in the dark Dragon Valley, and the little dragon began to feel lonely.
It lived alone year after year, and no creature dared to approach it. The little dragon's life was extremely boring at such a young age.
Until one day, a beautiful human suddenly appeared in Dragon Valley, as if he had fallen from the sky, with his own aura.
The reason why it knew that this was a "beautiful human" was because in the dragon's inherited memory, it had never seen a human female more beautiful than the one in front of it.
And she carries her own breath and smell!
Although he didn't understand why, Xiaolong happily accepted this gift from God. This human being was probably his destined...possession?
The beautiful human called it "Fuguang". Although it didn't know what it meant, it knew that the name Chen Fuguang belonged to it.
The beautiful human's body was fragrant and soft, as delicate and fragile as ordinary humans. Even though he was born not long ago, he could easily kill her, so Chen Fuguang did not want her to go anywhere outside Dragon Valley, especially Qingwu Mountain.
The beautiful human always appeared at irregular times and left very suddenly, but Chen Fuguang was very happy during the time they were together. She taught him how to build "houses", "cook" with fire, and cook raw meat into cooked meat... These things were all new and interesting to the little dragon who had been lonely for decades.
He liked this beautiful human more and more, and looked forward to maturing quickly so that he could do more things with her.
Finally, the first molting period came. When she came one time, Chen Fuguang happily brought his human to see it. This was a sign that he had entered the next stage - it meant that he also had the ability to transform into a human form.
The beautiful human was very confused and worried about the shedding period at first, but later, after realizing that it was normal, she stopped him from rubbing off his old scales with the stone pillar, and personally picked off the scales he had replaced one by one, preventing any new bloody wounds from appearing. She was gentle and patient.
But she had only picked less than half of the scales on her body, and the time was up, so she had to leave again.
Before leaving, the pretty human said, "Don't rub it, wait for me to help you next time."
Although he felt itchy all over because his scales had half fallen off, Chen Fuguang still agreed obediently and looked forward to her arrival as he did every time before.
However, after waiting for a month, two months, a year, two years... the time got longer and longer, but the beautiful human never appeared again.
Chen Fuguang was sad and angry. For the first time, he did not listen to her obediently and, like a naughty child, he violently rubbed off all the scales out of anger, leaving himself covered in blood and bruises.
She still didn't show up.
"Has she forgotten me?" In the dark Dragon Valley, the little dragon's big golden eyes were filled with tears.
But no one could answer his question. This human from another world was haunted by the laws of fate, and even the oldest dragon in the dragon clan could not see her fate.
"I want to go find her." Chen Fuguang said, "I want to leave Dragon Valley, leave Qingwu Mountain, and go to the mortal world to find my human."
No matter what the cost.
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