Forgotten Immortal
42When the wind and clouds change

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Wen Jing raised his eyebrows." How long has it been since I last saw Uncle Yuan? I haven't heard from him since he took away the demon disguised as Luo Wei that day. I only heard Bai Ze mention the identity of this girl. No wonder she disguised herself as Luo Wei so vividly. With her ghostly form, no matter which body she transformed into, there would be no difference. This must be the legendary charm."

If he came back this time, it would be about that matter. When Yuan Bo left, he told Ao Chong that he only promised three things for Ba Ji. The words he said in front of everyone was also like a reminder. In other words, he came back because of Ao Chong's promise to " summon 100,000 ghost soldiers "? It seemed that the Fourth Prince was really his second brother? Luo Wei might be in danger now.

He couldn't see the situation inside clearly, nor could he hear their conversation. In fact, Wen Jing could only rely on his hearing to identify them without relying on his divine sense, but it wasn't much different.

On one hand, Wen Jing was deeply worried about Luo Wei. On the other hand, he did not want to give up this great opportunity to get information. After all, in this place full of mortals, they had to hold back a little. This meant that their abilities could not be used much. It was a pity not to seize this opportunity.

"Young Master. "I saw that the first group of people I sent out earlier had returned with bad expressions.

"How's the situation?"

"Young Master, we didn't see any other nobles or ministers in the other tents. We didn't even see many soldiers.”

"How did this happen? "Wen Jing looked puzzled.

The soldier who answered had an ugly expression on his face, as if he still had something to say. "What's there to dawdle about? This is not your style. If you have something to say, say it. "Wen Jing looked at them. His eyebrows were almost twisted into a fried dough twist.

" Your Highness, that tent…" The soldier gulped. The other soldiers 'faces immediately paled as they recalled the scene they had just seen.

"When did you guys become so dilly-dallying? "Wen Jing was furious.

"What is it? "Even Nian 'er's curiosity was aroused by them. Looking at them stammering, it felt like there were many cats scratching her heart.

"Young Master. "The other group of people who went to investigate the location of the land-shaped granary also returned. Their expressions were not any better than the first group.

Wen Jing raised his eyebrows. These people should have brought better news. "How are the rations? " Yes, it's a little unexpected. It's surprisingly few. It's much fewer than we expected. "Oh, that's strange. " Realizing the hesitation in their words, Wen Jing felt more and more abnormal.

Wen Jing raised his chin at the usually calm young man with a serious expression.""What else did you find? "I saw that the little guy was so nervous that his lips were tightly pursed into a line. In the end, he seemed to have made up his mind."Ninth Young Lord, I think this camp is very strange. Wen Jing raised his eyebrows and looked like he was going to continue. The little guy's face darkened."Ninth Young Master, there aren't many living people in the camp. The rest were corpses. "The first group of people immediately nodded."Young Master, the tent is also full of corpses. "Corpses? "Wen Jing seemed to have a bad feeling. A cold wind blew, but the strong smell of incense still couldn't hide the strong smell of decay.

"Heh. So that was the case. Have you checked the identity of the corpse? "Even though they immediately revealed a disgusted expression, they all nodded."Because the situation was indeed strange, we observed it carefully. Their identities seemed to be very messy. Other than soldiers, officers, and soldiers, there seemed to be residents near An Jing. "How many? "No less than 50,000. Moreover, they seem to have collected the remains of our soldiers from the few battles between our two armies. However, Ninth Young Master, what were they going to do with so many corpses? Wen Jing muttered to himself,"The ghost gate of the 100,000 nether soldiers has opened, and the weather has changed." If he really wanted to do that…no! We should go back immediately! " Wen Jing suddenly realized that something bad was going to happen. Ao Chong probably wanted to take both countries into his arms at the same time, and then he would probably create more ghost soldiers to help him obtain peace. However, why would he still need this place? At that time, An Jing had almost become a ghost town. What was the point of such a rule?

However, no matter what, he knew that things were not going well. Luo Wei was in danger. Without thinking deeper, Wen Jing whispered to the two teams to prepare to evacuate. However, he did not expect that the little ghost he had been ignoring would open his spiritual sense and wander around after listening to their conversation.

He had wanted to confirm more clearly how many people had died and were placed here. Although 100,000 ghost soldiers were only a legend, the destructive power they brought was indeed immeasurable. However, when he opened his divine sense, he was attracted by the powerful force inside. When he realized that something was wrong and wanted to withdraw it, it was already too late.

His eyes were closed and his face was anxious. Wen Jing, who was about to carry him and leave, realized that something was wrong. When he checked his breath, Wen Jing cursed and ordered the hundreds of people he brought to form a layered formation, surrounding him in the center. "This child seems to have been pulled into some place. His divine sense opened, but he can't come back. I'll go in first. If I don't come back before the people inside find out or rush out. You will kill your way out. " After saying that, he sat cross-legged and opened his spiritual awareness. He felt a powerful force quickly occupying his thoughts. Wen Jing held his breath and focused. He took a deep breath and slashed himself with the demon knife on his back. However, he suddenly realized that he had entered an illusion.

He saw that he was surrounded by layers of fog, but the people who were talking around him were the people in the tent. Listening carefully, he realized that Uncle Yuan's voice and that Mei didn't seem to be there. Wen Jing was shocked. In that case, they had been discovered.

A young boy's tender voice was heard,""Old man, who are you? If you have the ability, let me go and let me fight you fair and square. "Wen Jing didn't rush forward. Instead, he hid his figure and slowly leaned over.

He seemed to have noticed Wen Jing's entry. After all, the creator of this illusion was Nian. He exhaled a breath of cold air and forcefully suppressed the thought of calling out, but only felt a voice coming over,""Don't let them discover me. This is the illusion you were talking about, right? " Nian 'er opened her eyes wide. Her hands were tied and hung on a tree based on her own prototype in her illusion. There was really nothing she could do. However, Wenjing's voice was so clear, but the eccentric old man under the tree didn't respond at all. Was the Ninth Young Master talking to him in his mind..."

"Yes, you just need to communicate with me with your heart. Don't make a sound. "Wen Jing seemed to have heard his thoughts and immediately responded.

Nian was so shocked that she could not help but open her mouth wide, causing the old man under the tree to look suspiciously at the young man with an unfathomable expression. "Amazing. In the illusion I set up, the conversation between the hearts is covered by the fog. Previously, I couldn't hear any of your thoughts. " Wen Jing saw the young man's curious face from not far away and broke out in a cold sweat for him. He then looked at the sinister white-browed old Taoist under the tree and guessed his identity."That's only for those who are controlled by your illusion. No one can control me, except for her. The person under the tree can't hear our conversation. It seems that we're still on the top. Don't worry, we'll be able to get out soon. Tell me first, how did you get here? I extended my divine sense and opened up an illusion, but I didn't expect this person to immediately discover it and add another layer of illusion. There, it was this disgusting fog. It smelled really fishy. So I got lost inside, and in the end, my own shadow caught me, and here I am. "In other words, the illusion you set up was used? "Nian 'er nodded unwillingly, but she immediately realized that he couldn't see it."Yes, I am. "Have you ever tried to break your own illusion? "Wen Jing, give him a solution.

"No, my illusion was only broken by Aunt Luo Wei and that masked uncle. I've never tried it myself. "Nian 'er shook her head. The old Daoist under the tree frowned even more deeply.

"Brat, why are you shaking your head and nodding your head? "Stinky old man, it's none of your business! "I saw a person who looked like a monk appear under the tree in a flash. However, the deep greenish-black color under his eyes indicated that this person had entered the evil path. "Old Daoist, why did you capture this child? Why don't we just kill those people who entered my camp? They seem to have discovered our secret. "Another coquettish female voice sounded."Yo, State Preceptor, why don't you think about it carefully? Can you and I actually deal with the Ninth Young Master outside? The old Daoist was the best in this illusionary realm. So what if he discovered it? It was already an arrow on the bow. He could no longer turn the tide. Eh, why didn't that eccentric man and that vixen come in? Are they not powerful enough? Hehehe. "Vixen? Aren't you just a vixen? "That white-browed old Daoist was not polite at all. He seemed to be very dissatisfied with this overly enchanting woman in front of him."Those two people have a powerful background. If they don't want to enter, you can't do anything to them. One hundred thousand ghost soldiers, no matter what, they have to rely on him. If it were you, would you be able to take care of them?" Restrain yourself. "How did they do it? "Wen Jing didn't pay attention to the quarreling people and only patiently communicated with Nian 'er.

"Auntie, she has a special physique. Moreover, she's the God of Flowers. It's not difficult for her body to come and go as she pleases.# Daguan Review Passed: Daguan Time:111420183: 21PM #Cancel Review All: wdd201302 Time:111420185: 54PM #

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