The two officials who walked in front stopped and looked back and forth, "It's strange, the fog in this valley was still a thin layer when we explored the road just now, and it was very clear, why as soon as we stepped in, the fog suddenly surged, like a rising tide." ” Cheng Muyou also heard the words of the two of them, but he didn't answer, but pulled the long sword out of his back with a "swish", "It's all a little mental, there is something wrong with this valley, I suspect there is something strange in it." ” Hearing him say this, the rest of the people also pulled out their long swords and held them in front of them, Jiang Xixi was a little more careful than others because he wanted to protect Xu Ziming, and a pair of smart eyes glanced back and forth in the increasingly heavy mist, for fear that a few black-clothed and masked men would come out of it.
But after walking for a while, I didn't notice anything unusual, and the mist flowed around my body, like soft and damp tentacles, brushing over my arms and cheeks, wet, but I didn't feel any discomfort.
Jiang Xixi's heart relaxed a little, and said with a smile, "My lord, it seems that this is a special climate in the mountains, and the fog rises faster than elsewhere, so it's not a big deal." ” Cheng Muyou looked back at her, and the look on his face was much soothed than just now, but when he looked at Xu Ziming, his heart "chuckled".
Xu Ziming lay on the back of the horse, his body curled up in a ball, trembling heavily from head to toe, whenever a white mist approached his side, he felt as if he had been pricked by a needle, his body jumped suddenly, and he desperately waved it away with his hands, as if the mist contained some kind of poison that could kill people.
Cheng Muyou stopped, and a cloud was cast over his handsome face, "Brother Xu, what's wrong with you?"
” Xu Ziming raised his head tremblingly, "My lord, didn't you hear it?"
There is a sound in this fog. ” Sound?
Cheng Muyou held his breath, closed his eyes slightly, tilted his head slightly, and listened carefully in the mist, but in this silence, he didn't hear anything.
It was so quiet that everything seemed to freeze except for the flow of mist, even the time when it never slowed down.
Oh, he slowly opened his eyes, just wanted Xu Ziming to stop making a fuss and scaring himself, but at this moment, the ears of the horse next to him moved slightly, his head was raised high, and a pair of black eyes stared at the large thick fog in front of him, and his nose was "sneering" and spewing white gas.
Cheng Muyou's heart tightened, and he was in a mess for a moment, but before he could think about it, there was a sound of fighting in his ears, the sound was very small, as if it was floating from the deep underground, but he could hear that this was a vicious battle.
The sound of weapons colliding "clanging" was chaotic, mixed with cries for help, wailing, and occasionally the neighing of a few war horses.
"My lord, how can there be the sound of a battlefield?
How can there be the sound of battlefield fighting in this valley?
Jiang Xixi obviously heard the strange sound as well, her eyes widened, and she looked at Cheng Muyou in front of her in disbelief.
Cheng Muyou raised his arm to signal her to calm down, but at this moment, the two officials who were leading the horse in front suddenly shouted, dropped the horse and ran towards the back, shouting as they ran, "Ghost, adult, there are ghosts in this fog."
They rushed behind Cheng Muyou, tightly wrapped their arms around him, and pointed to the white mist in front of them with trembling hands, "Ghost, adult, it's really a ghost." ” A long line loomed in the mist, walking extremely heavy and slow, as if exhausted and exhausted.
The armor on his body had long been shattered into pieces, hanging on his chest and back, and dried blood stains could be faintly seen on it.
Some of the mace and thistle terrestris in his hand have been broken in two, and some have simply left only the handle of the rod, and the head of the rod has long been missing.
But even in such a dilapidated procession, these generals were still in order, the infantry in front and the cavalry behind, walking slowly but without losing order.
Cheng Muyou and his party just stood quietly, watching this ruined army walk towards them little by little, and when they came to them, they didn't dodge, just straight through the bodies of several people.
Jiang Xixi only felt a chill all over her body, she took a few steps back, leaned against the rocks, and timidly watched these soldiers walk over wiping their clothes.
Some of them were missing arms, some were headless, and some were covered with arrows on their backs, like strange hedgehogs.
When a soldier whose head was half dented by a big stick passed in front of her, Jiang Xixi gasped and almost screamed, but she didn't expect that the soldier seemed to feel her uneasiness, so she stood still, staring at her with a strange face that had lost her eyeballs, "looking", "looking" her heart panicked.
Jiang Xixi was behind the craggy rocks, and there was no way back, but the soldier was two steps ahead, and his deformed head almost touched the top of her head.
In a panic, a hand suddenly reached between her and the soldier, and a copper coin was placed on the palm of his hand, with the words "Qingning Tongbao" on it.
Jiang Xixi turned his head and saw that it was Xu Ziming, who had flipped off his horse at some point, holding this strange copper coin in one hand, and pulling it on the copper coin with the fire that had been lit with the other hand, and roasting the copper coin red and bright.
The soldier with the strange head saw the light of the fire and the copper coins in it, shook slightly, took two steps back, returned to the ranks, and limped forward.
Jiang Xixi saw him leave, only then did he sigh out, and then looked at Xu Ziming's palm, and found that his palm had been burned with a circle of blisters from the red-hot copper coin, so he was distressed and blamed himself, and just wanted to ask him if it hurt, but Xu Ziming made a silent gesture to her, and asked her to swallow back the words that had reached her mouth.
The long line finally walked in front of several people in turn, and slowly stepped into the white mist in front of them, merging with the mist and turning into a cloud of nothingness.
A gust of wind blew, the fog dispersed, and several people looked at the direction of the army at the same time, and found that there was nothing in the valley, and they were scattered by the wind like the fog, and disappeared into the world.
"Brother Xu, are your hands okay?"
Jiang Xixi grabbed Xu Ziming's palm and stomped his feet in remorse.
Cheng Muyou walked over, a glimmer of light appeared in his deep eyes, "It's no big deal, I'll give him some medicine in a while and he'll be fine," he picked up the cold copper coin in Xu Ziming's hand with two fingers, and his eyes locked his flickering eyes, "Qingning Tongbao, the coinage of the Liaojingzong period, how can you have this thing?"
” Xu Ziming laughed dryly twice, "My lord has forgotten where I am from, and it is not uncommon to have a few copper coins of the Liao Kingdom on the border of Song and Liao." ”