In the land of Jingxiang, there was a hermit who was proficient in the art of war and classics. He called himself Mr. Shui Jing. On weekdays, many people came to study in admiration. So Shui Jing began to teach his disciples seriously. Up to now, he has accepted his disciples one after another.

There are now eight students.

Tonight, Shui Jing walked alone to the high ground on the hill behind the house and stood with his hands behind his hands. He looked up and stared at the red stars to the east of the Big Dipper without moving for a long time.

In the night wind, Shui Jing's body is fluttering in crane clothes.

After an unknown amount of time, there were footsteps behind me.

The person who came was young, holding a torch, and addressed himself as sir.

Shui Jing turned around and nodded towards the visitor.

"How do you view the stars tonight?" Shui Jing smiled and asked the students.

The visitor hurriedly put the torch gently on the ground, then bowed his hands towards the water mirror, and then replied, "Students have searched through the star charts of the past, and the red star hangs in the east of Beichen. There is no such astrological description, so...students don't

Understand."

After listening to the student's words, Shui Jing nodded, and then asked the student, "A few days ago, a few of your senior brothers performed a calculation on Ziwei Dou Shu. What is the fortune in the world like?"

"The crape myrtle is dim and the white tiger star in the west is shining. This is a sign of great chaos in the world.

But today the sky has changed again, and the red star suddenly appeared in the east of the Beidou. This phenomenon is strange and unheard of. I don’t know how to explain it?"

The visitor asked modestly.

"Hmm." Shui Jing nodded, staring at the red star in the sky, fascinated, "The world is already in chaos, and now the red star is in the Beidou, isn't it a variable? Chaos and variables are not a bad thing."

Shui Jing made a judgment on the horoscope, and the visitor thought it was right.

At the top of Mount Tai, there is a canopy under which two strange men are playing chess under the starlight.

One of them has white beard and hair, with a white beard and a flowing white beard. He has a childish face and is holding a simple stick. On the stick is a red leather gourd. In the mountain breeze, this old man's clothes are fluttering like an immortal.

The other man, wearing tattered robes and disheveled hair, looked like a beggar.

The two of them were playing chess, and everything was quiet, except for the cries of mountain apes and the murmur of wild foxes at night.

Two strange people were playing chess and discussing the stars.

The old man with a fluttering beard said, "Foreign stars appear in the world and the heavenly secrets are in chaos. This may not be a blessing to the common people."

Another down-and-out old man placed his chess on the chessboard. He laughed loudly, "I only saw that the alien stars have the potential to cause chaos in the Big Dipper. The Big Dipper is in chaos, with the top and bottom in reverse order. The outlines are often reversed, and the earth is turned upside down. This is a big change, and it is not necessarily the case."

Big chaos."

"The chess game is over, I'm going to go!"

After saying that, the old man who looked like a beggar jumped from the top of the mountain to the mountain road like an ape. Then he ran down the steep mountain road with a strange smile and reached the bottom of the mountain in the blink of an eye.

When the white-haired old man looked at the chessboard again, he found that the white dragon was surrounded by the big black dragon, and he had lost the game.

The old Taoist raised his sleeves and flicked the chessboard, and all the chess pieces on the chessboard disappeared.

The sun has already risen in the sea of ​​clouds. When the sun first rises and the sunlight shines on the top of Mount Tai, look among the reeds and see where there are any human figures.

Besides, at the Yellow Turban camp, Li Mengxi had not slept all night. He leaned against the wooden wall of the camp and looked up at the side of the Beidou in the sky. The small red star that made Li Mengxi suspect that it was an alien artificial satellite only reached

The sun rises and the stars are no longer visible.

Li Mengxi didn't sleep all night, but his brother slept so soundly that he was drooling.

Li Mengxi looked at the little baby sleeping in his arms and felt it was very cute.

Not long after waiting, the two yellow scarf soldiers who came yesterday carrying pottery urns to share the meal came again carrying the urns.

Li Mengxi was still awake, and most of the Yellow Turban soldiers were not awake yet. The younger brother in his arms suddenly woke up. The younger brother climbed up from Li Mengxi's arms, then rubbed his eyes and sniffed, "Do you have food?"

Eat, I can smell the food."

The younger brother said.

Li Mengxi laughed when he heard this. His brother's nose is really good. He is just like Zhu Bajie. He can wake up and look for food when he smells it while sleeping.

At this time, the sky was actually not too bright, and it was still a bit dark.

Afraid that if the other Yellow Turbans woke up, they would fight over each other and not be able to grab the food, so Li Mengxi hurriedly got up, took the bamboo tube and went over to get some food first.

People under the eaves have to bow their heads.

No matter how arrogant he is, he still has no food to eat. In order to eat and fill his hungry stomach, Li Mengxi has to consider flattery.

"Uncle, uncle, you have worked hard. Can you give me a spoonful of rice first? I'm afraid there will be too many people and I won't be able to get it. My brother has been hungry all day." As he said this, Li Mengxi recalled the appearance of the ancients and faced the two people who had just picked up the pottery jar.

The yellow scarf soldier who put down his waist carefully turned his waist at 90 degrees and bowed his hands in a polite manner.

"Let me just say that this guy is a scholar. Scholars have a lot of etiquette." The older one of the two yellow scarf soldiers smiled, picked up a spoon and took a spoonful of porridge, "Quick, everyone will wake up in a while.

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Li Mengxi hurriedly put the bamboo tube together.

After one spoonful, the bamboo tube was not full. Li Mengxi wanted to ask for more porridge, but felt embarrassed, so he thought about it and decided to leave.

"Hey, I'll give you another spoonful." The older yellow scarf soldier stopped Li Mengxi.

Not only was he given another spoonful of porridge, the kind-hearted soldier saw that the bamboo tube was still not full, so he helped Li Mengxi add a few more.

Now, the bamboo tube is full, and it will spill if you move it.

Li Mengxi was extremely grateful and thanked him again and again.

He carefully carried the porridge back. At this time, the Yellow Turban Army in the camp woke up and began to scramble to get to the pottery jar.

The two yellow-turbaned soldiers who were very kind to Li Mengxi now returned to their ferocious looks, swearing frequently and even throwing spoons at the crowd.

Why are the soldiers kind to Li Mengxi but cruel to other Yellow Turban soldiers? Do these two soldiers have two faces?

No, it was just because Li Mengxi was polite and the rest of the people did not line up, which increased the workload of the soldier responsible for sharing the meals. It was normal for the two soldiers to lose their temper because of this.

The younger brother saw that the bamboo tube that Li Mengxi took back was full of porridge. He clapped his little hands happily, smiled, and his eyes formed a crescent moon, "Wow, brother, so much rice!"

The porridge was very hot. Li Mengxi took a sip and found that it was not hot enough. He told his brother to wait a while before drinking.

That is, while waiting for the porridge to cool down, the two soldiers finally calmed down the noisy Yellow Turban Army.

"Shuai Qu said this morning that the county seat of Zhuojun is thirty or forty miles ahead. Eat enough, break camp, and hurry up! If we capture the county seat, we will have everything we need!"

The soldiers conveyed the military order, but the yellow scarfs in the village only shouted a few times, and there was no morale at all.

Li Mengxi's ears twitched. What he just heard seemed to be Zhuojun?!

Zhuojun sounds familiar.

Thinking about it more carefully, not only does it sound familiar, but it also makes a deep impression.
Chapter completed!