In the fourth year of Jin Taiyuan, the first day of the second lunar month, Xiangyang.

The wind and snow came suddenly and swept this thousand-year-old ancient city overnight. The cold wave froze all the bright and warm lights left in the city, except for the rustling sound of snow and the crackling of charcoal in the red clay furnace.

Outside the city, 200,000 Qin troops were besieged, waiting for the final battle with the Jin army defending the city.

Chen Xing's eyes are dark now, and he is quite anxious. Why does he choose to come at this time? After trying his best to sneak into Xiangyang City, he has to find someone like a needle in a haystack. Even if he finds it, how will he get out of the city tomorrow morning?

The city of Xiangyang has been besieged for a full year. Today, the ammunition and food have been exhausted, the soldiers are too hungry to fight, and the people are too hungry to escape, but they have the strength to curse. For a while, the city was turbulent, and there was trouble.

After entering the city, Chen Xing managed to find Zhu Xu, the governor of Liangzhou, who was in charge of defending the city. , waiting for Chen Xing to speak.

"You say it again, in front of everyone, what are you doing?" Zhu Xu asked.

Chen Xing, dressed in a black robe, sat in front of him, and answered seriously: "Qiyiqu, Mu Oh Mo, Master."

Zhu Xu said to the crowd, "He said he was a mage."

"It's not a mage." Chen Xing explained patiently: "It's an exorcist, I said it for the third time."

The lights in the main hall of the Prefect's Mansion were dazzling, illuminating his face. Chen Xing was dressed in black, matching his fair skin, with a dark-patterned brocade Han robe, holding a small gilt hand stove, a small medicine bag on his waist, and a pair of waders. Cloud Boots.

He was covered with a black cloth between his eyebrows, revealing pure rosy lips and a high nose - he was blind.

"Introduce myself, my name is Chen Xing." The young man added: "The 481st generation descendant of the Divine Exorcist, the only great exorcist in the world today, sixteen years old this year, seven feet nine inches, one hundred Thirty kilograms. People from Hanzhong, who have inherited the great cause of exorcism, came to Xiangyang on business, and hope that Lord Zhu Xu will help. Here, you see, this is the document issued by the Minister of Officials of the Great Jin Dynasty, Xie Anxie. "

Inside the governor's mansion, there were people standing in the hall, all the strategists whispering to each other, and the countless generals under his command all looked at this uninvited guest with suspicion.

"Master Xie?" After everyone read the hand letter submitted by the young man, Zhu Xu almost didn't catch his breath and asked, "Where are the reinforcements? I asked Xie An for reinforcements and sent me a mage. What does this mean?"

Chen Xing said sincerely: "I don't know about that. To reiterate, I'm not a mage either."

The discussion stopped for a while, and the governor Zhu Xu's heart beat faster, and asked the sentence that had been lingering in his heart.

"Can you help me retire the army outside the city?"

Chen Xing scratched his neck, thought for a while, and replied, "It's hard to say, it depends on the situation, I don't think 80% will be able to retreat."

"Exorcist." A sergeant observed for a long time, and said, "You can spread beans into soldiers?"

"No." Chen Xing answered cleanly.

"Have you ever watched the sky at night?" Zhu Xu said, "Can you call the wind and call for the rain to help me get up and down the whole city of Xiangyang and get out of the immediate danger?"

"Sword Comes"

Chen Xing: "???"

Chen Xing pointed to his blindfold, meaning you let me watch the sky at night? I have to see it too!

"Boy! What spells and tricks do you know?" Another general said, "Even if you show your hands in front of the common people, it's okay for everyone to have the confidence to defend the city!"

With an innocent expression on Chen Xing's face, he replied: "Sprinkling beans into soldiers is all written in books to deceive people. There is no such spell in the world, at least not yet."

"Hey"

Inspector Zhu Xu and everyone in the hall were all discouraged.

"Lord Inspector." Chen Xing said again: "The purpose of my trip is to find someone."

The people in the hall dispersed one after another. Zhu Xu thought he had caught a life-saving straw, but he was dull and answered, "Who?"

"For me, the person who is destined." Chen Xing said seriously: "My guardian of the law is in the city of Xiangyang. This person is very important to me and the whole world."

Zhu Xu looked at Chen Xing suspiciously.

Chen Xing explained: "This destined person has appeared three times in my dreams, each time it is clearer and clearer, until the last time, I am very sure that this person is in Xiangyang City, as long as I find him, I will... …”

Zhu Xuru saw hope, and a heart raised in his throat again.

"Can you help me break through the Qin army?"

Chen Xing explained sincerely: "No... I have to leave quickly, everyone is very busy, and I dare not delay your war."

Zhu Xu: "..."

"Please gather the whole city's strong men together." Chen Xing added: "For me to taste...for me to choose this guardian martial god, I assure you, this matter is related to the well-being of the land of China for thousands of years, you will not will regret."

Zhu Xu wanted to say what kind of joke are you playing? However, this young man doesn't seem to be lying. If he really wants to find him for entertainment, he shouldn't enter the city at this most critical moment. To be honest, Zhu Xu doesn't even know how he got into the city. Maybe it's just a few days to live, or the phrase "thousand-year blessing" moved Zhu Xu. Anyway, hope is getting slimmer day by day. Anyway, he has a document from the Ministry of Personnel. Zhu Xu suddenly had an idea and wanted to see this. What the hell is this kid doing?

"All the strong men have joined the army." Zhu Xu said coldly: "You look for it in the army, and you will talk about it later when you find it."

An hour later, the remaining 12,200 officers and soldiers in the city, all the militiamen were called over and gathered in an emergency on the field outside the Governor's Mansion. Many people were still yawning.

It snowed lightly at dusk, and there was a couch in front of the governor's mansion. Chen Xing sat on the soft slump, facing the dark crowd below. There was a lot of discussion below. As soon as the army gathered, it seemed that there was a catharsis, and they began to clamor.

"Quiet! Quiet!" The leading general immediately began to scold.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhu Xu estimated that it was going to go on like this, so he hurriedly said, "Let's start soon."

Chen Xing: "..."

Chen Xing's hand trembled slightly, raised it a little, and put it down again. A military advisor in the prefectural government noticed this detail and whispered, "You seem a little nervous?"

"I'm not nervous at all." Chen Xing immediately denied the ill-intentioned accusation.

Not among these people, Chen Xing waited for a long time, the guidance he expected did not appear, he listened carefully, in the boundless darkness, there was only the "rustle" of snow.

Heart lamp, hurry up... hurry up and tell me, where is the protector of martial arts? It's too late!

The voices were full of people, and the sergeants below gradually began to curse in anger. Some people began to ask for rations. In an instant, in the darkness brought by the blindfold, a flash of light appeared in the distance.

found it! Chen Xing got up immediately and walked quickly towards the flash.

"Hey! Hey!" The generals guarding Zhu Xu and others hurriedly said: "Where are you going?!"

Chen Xing crossed the first row of officers and soldiers and walked quickly to the east side of the school grounds. Zhu Xu had to go down the steps to keep up. Then the generals dismissed the soldiers and drove them back. Seeing that it was another farce, they all expressed their helplessness. After scolding a few words, they went back to their respective homes.

Leaving the school grounds, and then turning into the governor's mansion, Chen Xing turned around and came to the west side of the mansion.

"Where is this?"

Zhu Xu and a group of soldiers flashed torches and rushed there, all looking at Chen Xing.

"Dungeon." Zhu Xu said.

A white light suddenly illuminated in front of him, getting closer.

"Open the door." Chen Xing said seriously.

"You can't go in! There is..." A general was about to stop him, but Zhu Xu motioned to open the door.

Just blindfolded, Chen Xing walked through the dark corridor under the governor's mansion, lit with oil lamps, turned a corner, and went straight into the deepest part of the dungeon. The light in front of him appeared and disappeared from time to time, like a heartbeat. Suddenly, the room was bright and bright, and suddenly everything was silent and dark, and it continued to flicker in the deepest part of the cell.

In the depths of the dungeon, the cells on both sides were full of white bones and wailing prisoners. At the end of the corridor, in the iron cell, there was a low voice like a dying beast.

Chen Zhen stopped outside the last cell and stood quietly across the iron fence.

The prisoner was a man. The man was bound by iron chains and curled up on the ground. He was all over his body, except for tattered shorts hanging from his waist and crotch. There was a moldy wooden basin in front of him. It's been a few days. Now that the army is besieging the city, it is very difficult for even the good people to survive in the city, and there is no one to take care of the food and drink of a prisoner.

The man had disheveled hair, was so thin that his ribs were thin, and his body, legs, and back were covered with welts. In the deepest part of this moldy and damp cell, he was so sick that he could only breathe out and not breathe in. Although he is already half dead, when he is curled up, he can finally see that he is tall, but his face is dirty and his facial features are not discernible.

"Please open the door." Chen Xing said.

"No way!" The clerk stopped him: "Boy! You don't know the origin of this person! Don't let him out!"

Chen Xing said seriously: "Xin Deng chose him."

"Fuck your motherfucker!" A military general finally couldn't hold back and began to curse: "Liar! My lord, this person is a liar!"

Zhu Xu did not speak, but motioned to open the prison door.

Chen Xing walked into the cell and knelt in front of the man. The man was very quiet and motionless. Immediately afterwards, Chen Xing took off the black cloth covering his eyes, showing clear eyes and observing the man.

Everyone: "..."

Chen Xing said to the man, "Are you still alive?"

The man closed his eyes tightly, his forehead was hot, but he couldn't help shivering. His lips were blue and purple. The prison was filled with a rust gas after diarrhea. After a while, he suddenly gasped like crazy.

Chen Xing immediately knelt down on one knee and pressed his forehead with one hand. Then, the man opened his eyes, his lips trembled slightly, and finally closed his eyes and passed out.

Chen Xing immediately motioned left and right to open the chains, picked up the man, and found that although the man was hungry and sick, he was already too thin to be human, but his body was still very heavy, and he was nearly nine feet long. Changed to half back and half drag...

"Hand on!" Chen Xing frowned.

The prefect Zhu Xu and everyone looked at Chen Xing with a puzzled look.

"He's pretending to be blind!" said the clerk. "Pretend! What a liar!"

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