txolops Chapter 170
Chapter 170
Three days ago, after Feng Ye told Wu Yi a series of inexplicable words about Duke Zhou Mengdie, Wu Yi left alone.
Wu Yi was worried and worried, Feng Ye didn't want to die, but he was, and he was not as naive as Feng Ye, thinking that he could really defeat the remaining defenders of Xiqiang.
He didn't care about the number of people, or the huge advantages of his own side, he just felt that Xiqiang was invincible.So Feng Ye will definitely fail in the end, and he, who was tied to this thief ship, will definitely not be able to fall well after Feng Ye fails.
No, he has to find a way to show his sincerity to the Xiqiang people and draw a clear line with Feng Ye. Feng Ye is a traitor who knows no good or evil, but he is not.
But the solution is not so easy to think about, how to show sincerity to the Xiqiang people?These Xiqiang people would not even look him in the eye, and would scold him impatiently when talking to him, and would not listen to him at all.
Moreover, all the Xiqiang people he could come into contact with were soldiers at the lowest level, and the real big men couldn't even meet face to face.
If he told these soldiers that Feng Ye and others were planning to rebel, he would either treat him like a lunatic and beat and kick him to get the hell out of here, or these soldiers would take the credit for himself. A slave doesn't get any benefits.
These are not the results Wu Yi wants. What he wants is not to be implicated by Feng Ye's rebellious actions, and it is best to get some rewards from it, such as transferring him to other easier places to work , or simply revoke his slave status and make him also a Xiqiang.
As for his original country, he never cared about it. He was born in the frontier, where the sky was high and the emperor was far away. Not to mention the emperor of Chu, he had never seen any serious court officials.
He has no sense of national honor at all, and he has no hatred for the Xiqiang people trampling on his own people. He just wants to curry favor with these foreigners who destroyed his homeland.
However, he had a heart of surrender, but suffered from no way out.
Wu Yi walked while thinking of a way, and walked to the exit of the camp. Before he had time to see if there was a way to get out, he was discovered by the soldiers guarding the exit.
When the soldier saw the man sneaking around, he immediately scolded him.The scolding sound woke Wu Yi up, but he didn't immediately leave far away as usual, but still lingered near the exit.
Perhaps God was also moved by his sincerity to surrender to Xiqiang, and it really gave him a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
It was the Xiqiang Festival that day, and people gathered in the main city, preparing for the parade.In the evening, compared with the main city where the lanterns are lit up one after another, the suburban area where the quarry is located is even colder.
But when it was cold, footsteps suddenly came from outside the empty camp.
It wasn't the sound of one person's footsteps, but many people. Wu Yi stretched out his head and glanced outside the camp. He saw many servant-like people passing by the camp carrying sedan chairs.
Although this sedan chair is not very high-profile, it is not affordable for ordinary people. There are curtains around the sedan chair. Wu Yi doesn't know who is sitting in the sedan chair, but he guesses it should be a big person.
He knew right away that this was his chance.
To draw a clear line with that lunatic Feng Ye, you may even have a chance to reach the sky in one step.
Wu Yi, who had always been submissive in front of Xiqiang soldiers, suddenly went crazy and rushed out of the camp's exit.
He rushed so fast that the soldiers guarding the exit didn't stop him for a moment. He ran directly to the street and stopped in front of the sedan chair.
He knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the people in the sedan chair, and shouted: "My lord, I, I... have something, something... to play!"
Because of nervousness, he stuttered and couldn't speak in tune.
After Wu Yi finished shouting, he began to regret, not because of his informant behavior, but because he didn't speak clearly, worrying that the people in the sedan chair didn't hear clearly.
He wanted to continue shouting, but the soldier guarding the exit finally reacted, chased after Wu Yi, pulled him up from the ground, and tightly covered his mouth with his hands.
Wu Yi didn't know who was sitting in the sedan chair, so he dared to block the sedan chair boldly, but these Xiqiang soldiers knew the owner of the sedan chair.
They tremblingly pleaded guilty to the person in the sedan chair: "Master Priest, this subordinate has neglected his duty and let this slave disturb you."
Hearing this, Wu Yi opened his eyes wide, even though his mouth was covered, he still faltered and wanted to make a sound, and stopped, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
If you want to say who is the most terrifying thing in Xiqiang, it is not the emperor who is the lord of the country, but the ghost-faced priest who refined the eight evil spirits.
Legend has it that he is moody and wears a ghost mask all the year round, which is eerie and terrifying.Moreover, how did he refine those eight evil spirits?
Naturally, it was piled up with living people, and the people who died under his hands would definitely not be less than those killed by those ghost generals.
Only then did Wu Yi realize that he was not a good choice, and he actually chose such a great person.But it was too late to regret, he had already blocked the sedan chair of the ghost-faced priest.
The priest's temper is not very good. He heard that whenever his subordinates disobeyed him, he would also throw them into the formation of ghost refiners and treat them as food for evil spirits.
Today, not only is he going to lose his life, but the soldiers who failed to guard him may also be doomed.
Wu Yi and the soldiers who captured Wu Yi all looked terrified.
Especially the people in the sedan chair did not respond for a long time, he neither forgave their apology nor questioned them, he just didn't say a word.
The longer the silence lasted, the more nervous the few people kneeling in front of the sedan chair became. They couldn't fathom what the priest was thinking, and they only felt a knife hanging around their necks, which would never fall. It was really tormenting.
Finally, the person behind the sedan chair spoke. Instead of speaking directly to Wu Yi and the others, he opened the door curtain a little and gave instructions to the servants beside the sedan chair.
The servant bowed and listened. After listening, he walked up to Wu Yi and conveyed the priest's will: "Bring him to the priest's house."
This "he" refers to Wu Yi who was blocking the sedan chair. The soldiers who captured Wu Yi immediately released their hands. The priest wanted someone, and they naturally dared not stop him.
After handing Wu Yi to the servants of the priest, the soldiers stood there again, until the sedan chair moved again and gradually moved away from their sight, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, and even seemed to have escaped death. Fortunately.
These soldiers were relaxed, but Wu Yi was still trembling. The soldiers behaved rudely, but these servants didn't treat him much better.He is just a lowly slave, and no Xiqiang people would think highly of him.
Wu Yi was escorted all the way to the ghost-faced priest's mansion. This mansion was built in a very grand style, not inferior to the imperial palace.
In Xiqiang, the ghost-faced priest is an equal to the emperor. In a sense, his status is even higher.
Wu Yi had never seen such a gorgeous building, and felt that his eyes were not enough to see it.
He was brought into a room, and there was already a person sitting on the main seat in the room, it was the high-ranking priest.
Wu Yi didn't need to be forced by his servants. Wu Yi took the initiative to kneel in front of the ghost-faced priest. He touched his forehead to the ground and didn't even dare to look at the person in front of him.
And if the other party didn't speak, he didn't dare to speak.
His forehead was dripping with cold sweat. Although he didn't dare to lift his head, he could still hear the surrounding noises.
He heard the sound of porcelain clashing and the sound of water flowing, like drinking tea.
The ghost-faced priest skimmed off the tea leaves with the lid of the cup, and said casually, "What do you want to play?"
Wu Yi still didn't dare to raise his head, so he knelt down and told the story of Feng Ye's plan to lead the rest of the people to rebel from the beginning to the end.
He is really an expert at embellishing, he directly described Feng Ye as a thief with wolfish ambitions, and he dared to disrespect Xiqiang.
As for himself, he was a good citizen who was loyal to Xiqiang, and he would never join forces with Feng Ye, and even tried to dissuade Feng Ye many times, but Feng Ye refused to listen to him life or death, and insisted on rebellion.
In his narration, his loyalty to Xiqiang is almost more like Xiqiang people than Xiqiang people. He only hates that God cast the wrong fetus and did not cast him on the land where he should come.Instead, it was only a few miles away, and he was accidentally born in the territory of Chu State.
Hearing this, the ghost-faced priest couldn't help but let out a low laugh. The meaning of the laughter was unclear, but Wu Yi didn't dare to interrupt his laughter, so he had to stop his endless self-confession.
After laughing, the ghost-faced priest said again: "I see."
Then he waved his hand, signaling Wu Yi to back down.
Wu Yi...Of course he is not willing to just step back, the reward he wants has not yet been obtained.Before the servant pulled him down, he hastily said: "My lord priest, my loyalty to Xiqiang can be learned from the sun and the moon!"
"Oh." The ghost-faced priest replied playfully, he stopped the servant's actions, as if he just remembered: "The noble blood of Xiqiang cannot be polluted by foreigners, but you have made meritorious service for Xiqiang, so you should be rewarded .”
He pondered for a moment: "I will order you to guard the quarry. From now on, you will take care of the slaves there and distribute them to you."
Wu Yi was overwhelmed with surprise. He became the master of the slaves instantly, and he seemed to be on an equal footing with the Xiqiang people.
However, the ghost-faced priest didn't mention slavery at all, because in the final analysis, slaves can only be slaves. Even if Wu Yi became the master of the slaves, he was still a slave, and these outsiders would never be accepted.
But for Wu Yi, this is enough, he will no longer be a slave who can only work in the sun and the moon, he can take care of others!
Although he was taking care of those former clansmen, at least he didn't have to do hard work anymore.
However, before he became the master of the slaves, the ghost-faced priest also ordered him one thing: "You go back first, stay in the quarry for a few more days, you know what happened today, don't let it out."
"Yes!" Wu Yi answered quickly, but after the answer was over, he realized something was wrong again.
Hearing what the ghost-faced priest said, he didn't plan to immediately send troops to take out the bad sheep that ruined the whole flock of sheep and kill him. Instead, he asked Wu Yi to go back and stay with Feng Ye.
Wu Yi didn't know what the ghost-faced priest was going to do. How could he know that someone was going to rebel, but he still stood still and didn't even make any preparations.
But the Ghost Face Priest's thoughts are beyond his ability to guess, and he has no way to ask, so he can only go back to the hut honestly, not revealing anything about today's affairs.
In order to prevent Feng Ye from finding out that something was wrong, he specially avoided direct contact with Feng Ye, so as not to let Feng Ye see his expression.
He tried his best to keep this secret, but Fang Yang and Cao Zirui bumped into this conversation that should have been known to no one.
Even if he couldn't influence the people in the illusion, Hao Chen always followed Feng Ye.But Fang Yang and Cao Zirui are different, they sometimes go around for a walk.Because that day was a rare festival in Xiqiang, and the lights in the distant city were gorgeous, the two couldn't help but yearn for a walk outside.
They didn't dare to go too far, so they just walked around the quarry. Coincidentally, they saw the scene where Wu Yi stopped the ghost-faced priest's sedan chair.
The two looked at each other, and followed Wu Yi to the ghost-faced priest's mansion tacitly, listening to all the conversations.
Fang Yang's teeth itch when he heard this, and he wished he could rush up to pick up Wu Yi's collar and beat him up. This man is completely wrong. Feng Ye has saved him so many times, but he will avenge his favor!
But no matter how angry Fang Yang was, he couldn't move a single hair of Wu Yi. He kicked over, but it was empty. His foot went directly through Wu Yi's body, and the person in the illusion was not affected at all. Impact.
Cao Zirui stopped Fang Yang's meaningless actions. He stopped Fang Yang, and after Fang Yang calmed down, he ran back to Hao Chen's side together and told Hao Chen what Wu Yi had done outside.
After Hao Chen heard it, although he was angry, he was not surprised.As early as Wu Yi's various actions before, he realized that this person was not trustworthy.
If it was the Feng Ye he knew, he would definitely not believe Wu Yi.But unfortunately, the Feng Ye right now is young and doesn't have much experience in knowing people.
What's more, Wu Yi is his closest family member and the only friend who can talk to him. For no reason, he will naturally not have any doubts about Wu Yi.
Feng Ye's plan has been leaked, so the action three days later will definitely not go smoothly, Hao Chen wanted to remind him, but just like Fang Yang couldn't beat Wu Yi, he couldn't talk to Feng Ye either.
He could only watch from the sidelines, seeing that Feng Ye didn't notice Wu Yi's abnormality, and even had a chat with Wu Yi before going to bed.
As the date approached, Hao Chen became more and more anxious, he didn't know what would happen on that day.
He wanted to speculate from the actions of the ghost-faced priest, but the strange thing was that even after knowing Feng Ye's plan, the ghost-faced priest was not prepared.
He didn't mobilize troops, didn't send anyone to monitor Feng Ye, he didn't seem to care about the news that Feng Ye was going to raise troops.
Hao Chen's doubts were also Wu Yi's doubts. They didn't understand what the ghost-faced priest was planning.
Until today, Feng Ye and others came to the Colosseum.
Before the duel with the headless ghost started, Wu Yi secretly observed the guards in the Colosseum, wanting to see if there were heavy soldiers ambushing them, and only waited for Feng Ye to provoke something, he would jump out and take them down.
However, after observing for a long time, he found that the guards around the quarry today were no different from usual, so Wu Yi couldn't help feeling a little anxious.
He had already assumed the role of the Western Qiang people, and he was afraid that Feng Ye, a traitorous official, would succeed in rebelling against him.
But after thinking about it, the headless ghost was so powerful, Feng Ye couldn't defeat this evil ghost at all.He can't even defeat the headless ghost, and the rest of the people won't follow him at all.
That's why the priest didn't deploy troops, and he didn't make any preparations, because he was confident.
Wu Yi thought he had guessed what the ghost-faced priest was thinking, so he stopped being nervous.After all, compared with the headless ghost, Feng Ye's strength is like an ant, so he doesn't even need to care about it.
But it wasn't until a moment ago, when Feng Ye beheaded the headless ghost, that he realized that he had made a big mistake.
Feng Ye really won. Not only did he not expect it, but the ghost-faced priest on the high platform probably also did not expect it.His proud work was actually destroyed by such a person.
At this moment, facing Feng Ye's questioning eyes, Wu Yi was startled and panicked, if he was on the wrong team... no, he wouldn't be on the wrong team!It is impossible for Feng Ye to win!
He shouted in panic at the ghost-faced priest on the high platform: "Master priest, help me!"
As soon as this sentence came out, the rest of the people around Wu Yi finally knew what had happened. This person was a traitor, and he informed the Xiqiang people of their plan to raise troops.
Before Feng Ye could move, Batu had already walked over. With an angry face on his face, he grabbed Wu Yi by the collar and picked him up.
The collar was clenched tightly, strangling his neck, and Wu Yi was a little out of breath. Looking at Batu's angry expression, he felt that the other party was going to strangle him to death in the next moment.
He was so frightened that he burst into tears, crying and shouting: "My lord priest! My lord priest! Help me!"
However, the ghost-faced priest leaned against the back of the chair, propped his chin with his hand, and made no move to get up to rescue him.
Hao Chen's brows were tightly locked. Because of the sudden change just now, Feng Ye's soul was almost swallowed by resentment. As a result, he actually forgot about Wu Yi's denunciation for a while, but when he saw that calm ghost face, he finally regained consciousness. I remembered this once.
The ghost-faced priest was indifferent to Wu Yi's yell, and he looked leisurely as if he was watching a play.Hao Chen turned his head to look at Feng Ye again, facing the betrayal of his fellow clan, Feng Ye...
Feng Ye was stunned, as if he hadn't reacted yet.No, he has already reacted, and it is because of the reaction that he is in a daze.
He didn't know what expression he should make, was he angry?Angry, of course.But besides anger, there were other things that weighed heavily on his heart, which made his already weak limbs even more tired, so tired that he could hardly produce the strength to express anger.
It was disappointment, the disappointment of a broken trust.
Hao Chen looked into Feng Ye's eyes. In this pair of eyes that had always been firm, there was a trace of fragility at this moment. The clear pupils were like glass that could break at the touch of a touch.
No matter how strong the appearance is, it is invulnerable to fire and water, but the heart is always soft, which is the place where there is no defense.
The betrayal of a friend is like a knife, piercing this soft heart, and the pain is revealed through the eyes.
It was just a little bit, and the fragility only stayed in Feng Ye's eyes for a moment, and when he closed his eyes, he disappeared, and the wound in his heart was taken along with him.
"Cough cough..." Feng Ye clutched his chest and coughed twice. A fishy sweetness overflowed from his throat. The injury from the headless ghost didn't get better, but got worse.
He didn't step forward to ask Wu Yi why he betrayed him, nor did he grab Wu Yi's collar angrily like Batu.
He just turned around and never looked at this former friend again.
Feng Ye closed his eyes and suppressed all the complicated emotions in his heart. His current physical condition could not last long. Before he fell down, he had to finish everything.
When he opened his eyes again, there was no longer a slight bit of daze in his eyes, and his eyes became firm again.
Steadfast in disguise.
Outside the illusion, the man who looked exactly like Feng Ye smiled when he saw this.
Although this kind of firmness in disguise is very bluffing at first glance, it seems that it is difficult to break, but if there are so many knives inside...
He pressed his thumb on the corner of his lips where the smile deepened, quietly watching the illusion continue to develop.
Wu Yi was almost suffocated by Batu, and his shouting stopped. When he turned red due to lack of oxygen and started rolling his eyes, Batu finally threw him away in disgust.
He was thrown on the ground like a torn sack, lost consciousness, and no one kept their eyes on him.Because on the high platform, the ghost-faced priest who had been sitting upright finally moved.
He stood up, and as he stood up, the face behind the mask let out a low laugh.
Feng Ye clenched the handle of the gun tightly. After he pressed Wu Yi's matter, his brain regained the ability to think.Since the other side already knew their plan, it was impossible for them to be unprepared, but he observed the surrounding area, and there was clearly no sign of hoarding troops around the Colosseum.
Could it be that the other party is too confident in the headless ghost, thinking that one headless ghost can solve all of them, so they didn't even make second-hand preparations?
It's not unreasonable, after all, the Xiqiang people have always been arrogant and arrogant.
But... now that he has defeated the headless ghost, this ghost-faced priest definitely shouldn't behave like this.
What is he laughing at?
Feng Ye's thoughts turned, and he realized that the other party must have another support.But what is it that makes this ghost-faced priest so confident that he can compete against everyone...
Feng Ye couldn't guess the answer, and everyone couldn't guess it.
Because this is also Xiqiang's secret, a secret that only this ghost-faced priest knows in the whole country.
Today, he finally revealed this secret to the sun.
He smiled and said: "Everyone knows that I have eight ghost generals in Xiqiang, but..." He changed the subject: "Why are there only eight?"
He asked everyone present.
Everyone looked at each other, why only eight?Isn't it because the ghost-faced priest can only refine eight?
The question he asked was simply inexplicable.
But Feng Ye knew that the other party's mention of this must not be meaningless, he thought quickly, eight... the number eight...
After eight is nine... Jiubuya... Feng Ye's eyes froze, and he suddenly thought of something!
Why Jiubuya is Jiubuya, because in the culture of Xiqiang people, nine is the ultimate number, that is to say...
"The eight great ghost generals are not the limit, nine is the extreme number! Above the eight great ghost generals of Xiqiang, there is a ghost king."
The ghost-faced priest raised his voice, and his tone was crazy. His trump card that he had hidden for many years was revealed today, and he was even a little excited. He was finally able to show everyone his true and most perfect work.
He jumped off the platform.In everyone's perception, his body should have been fattened by a pampered life, or thin because of not exercising for years.
But until now, everyone discovered the hidden power of this body.
It was effortless for him to jump off the four or five meter high platform, and the stone wall he just pressed when he jumped off left a clear fingerprint.
Being able to press the gravel wall with bare hands, this strength...is not even lost to the headless ghost before...
And in terms of speed, everyone didn't see how he moved, and he was already approaching Feng Ye with just a wrong eye.
Feng Ye didn't react to such a fast speed, but his fighting instinct still made him raise his spear to stab the ghost priest when he really got close to him.
The tip of the spear was firmly pinched by the ghost priest's pale fingers, and with all his strength, Feng Ye, who was at the other end of the spear, bumped into him.
Although Feng Ye let go in time, he was still pulled a step forward due to inertia.
He brushed past the Ghost Priest, and in the gap between them, he heard whispers in his ears.
"I will be the king of all ghosts!" The man under the ghost's face laughed lowly, his voice was as ugly and hoarse as a ghost.
Feng Ye's pupils shrank, his eyes followed the ghostly face passing by his side, and then, when the overlapping figures of the two of them were about to separate completely.
The pale fingers clenched into palms, and they hit Feng Ye's chest.