During the journey, traces of the war can be seen everywhere.

Eighty-nine out of ten houses collapsed, covered with marks of slashing and burning, and mutilated corpses torn by wild dogs were everywhere.

Leaving the densely populated settlements, the situation in the wild is shocking

In some lush grass nests, there are half-clothed savages hiding, looking at the passers-by with frightened eyes.

"After great chaos, there must be great order."

Qingfeng Li sighed as he distributed food to the beggars on the roadside.

Once the Battle of Luoyang ends and the Tang State takes over Henan, it will inevitably send officials to subdue the refugees and further restore production.

By then, the desolate and desolate scene will be greatly reduced.

"Speaking of which, General Feitou guarded one side and had a good policy to appease the local soldiers and civilians."

"Otherwise, thousands of years later, the people will not still miss him."

I miss the past not because I miss the past, but because my life is so bad now.

When the three mentioned General Feitou, they couldn't help but sigh. He was born at the wrong time, and he was not canonized after his death. The people had time to remember and offer sacrifices, but they could not be enshrined as gods. The huge incense attracted the covetousness of evil people like Feitouman

Maybe I think about it during the day and dream about it at night.

That night, Zhong Sheng had a dream and saw General Feitou.

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Surrounded by vast wilderness, the fog comes from nowhere, blocking the way forward and backward.

Zhong Sheng stood up and looked around. There was no trace of the bullock cart, the donkey and the ape, including Li Qingfeng and Monk Min.

He is the only one left in the world.

"Where am I?"

Zhong Sheng looked around and walked a hundred or so steps quickly. There was still a gray mist around him and he couldn't see anything.

My ears moved, and suddenly in the dead silence, I heard some movement.

The noise is getting louder and louder, and it is obviously approaching rapidly from a distance.

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

The sound of horse hooves was as rapid as raindrops, without stopping at all.

"Who?"

Zhong Sheng subconsciously stretched out his hand, and his hand was cold, as if it was an ancient sword that never left his body.

Holding the ancient sword, he felt a little at ease and stared at the way forward.

"I have met Mr. Zhong Lang."

A general rode forward, broke through the fog, and stopped ten feet in front of Zhong Sheng.

The horse is proudly dressed in battle robes, with a long bow on its back, and an iron-blooded aura on its body.

The person in front of me is clearly a brave general who will fight for the rest of his life, but when facing Zhong Sheng, he doesn't show any hostility.

"What are you doing?"

The general immediately blinked, "Zhong Langjun, don't you remember me?"

"General Flying Head."

An idea flashed in Zhong Sheng's mind, and he remembered that the general in front of him was no different from the statue in Zhongyi Temple.

"This general has another name, but the only one that has been handed down from generation to generation is General Feitou. Is it okay for Mr. Lang to call him that?"

General Feitou pointed at the horses that sat down and said, "Horses and horses cannot be separated from each other, so we have to speak immediately. Please forgive me."

"Please also ask the general to explain your purpose of coming."

Zhong Sheng asked.

General Feitou raised his hand to him and said, "Mr. Lang kills Xie Chong and cleanses the temple for me. I am extremely grateful."

"I know how to repay my kindness, so I came here to express my gratitude."

Zhong Sheng waved his hand, "No need to thank you."

"The villagers worship the general. If the general is willing, please give him more protection in the future to drive away evil spirits and prevent disasters."

Hearing this, General Feitou sighed with emotion.

"The world is full of troubles and calamities continue. Gods and immortals can't even protect themselves. What's more, I'm a ghost, and I haven't been able to become a god for a long time."

After that, he said solemnly, "I will do my best to protect the people of this area."

Zhong Sheng nodded, "In this way, we can live up to the name of loyalty."

General Feitou said again, "Mr. Zhong Lang has shown great kindness to the local villagers, and he also has a kindness to me, so I have to repay it."

He raised his hand and pointed in a certain direction.

"The local villagers are descendants of Fei Changfang of the Eastern Han Dynasty."

"Times have changed, and the Fei family has not engaged in spiritual practice, wasting the legacy of their ancestors."

"Today, Japan will lend flowers to the Buddha to thank Mr. Zhong Lang."

Say it!

General Feitou shouted, "Fu Zilai."

The fog is billowing, and a large yellow light rises on the horizon, as if the sun is about to rise.

With a whoosh, the light ball jumped out of the horizon.

In the blink of an eye, all the surrounding fog dissipated, revealing the vast and endless land.

The meteor passed overhead and fell toward the ground where Zhong Sheng was standing.

Zhong Sheng subconsciously took a few steps back, raised his ancient sword to block, and his eyes blurred.

The yellow light instantly flooded his whole body, and something in the middle of it made a sizzling sound, hitting the body of the ancient sword and blending in without any hindrance.

The hilt of the sword instantly heated up, as hot as a soldering iron, so hot that he almost let go.

Zhong Sheng gritted his teeth and held the hilt of the sword, seeing the yellow light blending into the ancient sword and gradually extinguishing.

"Fei Chang's room shrunk to an inch and summoned hundreds of ghosts. Thousands of years later, only one talisman remained."

"This talisman is called the Shuchichi talisman, and it is secretly passed down."

"After Fei Changfang became an immortal, he left the Shuodi Talisman in his hometown. He was going to borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha as a reward for Zhong Langjun's kindness."

General Feitou raised his hand to Zhong Sheng and said, "Mr. Lang, let's say goodbye."

After saying that, General Feitou turned around on his horse and disappeared at the end of the ground amidst the sound of horse hooves.

I came in a hurry, but I came in a hurry. This trip is just to repay my kindness.

Zhong Sheng lowered his head to look at the sword body, only to see the yellow light meandering around and converging on the sword body, outlining a complex rune.

The runes change all the time, but the core essence never changes.

"Shutchi Talisman!"

Zhong Sheng said it again and again and was about to read it again.

The next moment, the scene in front of him was spinning. He woke up and found himself lying on the ground, with the warmth of the campfire still remaining beside him.

What I saw and heard just now was actually a dream.

Zhong Sheng subconsciously raised the ancient sword and stared at it for a long time, but there was no change at all.

"It is indeed a dream."

Zhong Sheng shook his head with a smile, put the ancient sword under his body, and continued to sleep.

However, I couldn't sleep.

"Well, don't leave."

"General, please stay."

Qingfeng Li and Monk Min, shouting and screaming one after another, startled stars from their dreams.

After they woke up, they looked at each other, made eye contact, and said in unison, "Did you dream about it too?"

What's going on?

After a while, the three of them sat around and started talking.

"Did you dream about it too?"

"Hmm!"

That night, the three of them actually dreamed of General Feitou at the same time.

Zhong Sheng originally thought that he was an exception, but Li Qingfeng and Monk Min also saw General Feitou visiting in their dreams.
To be continued...