CH 212

Upon hearing Li Huowang's inquiry, Bai Lingmiao nodded gently and said softly, "That female general had a sign. Gouwa thought it was made of gold, but it turned out to be made of bronze and not worth much."

"A sign? Show it to me."

Soon, the thing appeared in front of Li Huowang. It was a square bronze sign, and from the name and military position on it, it could be seen that it was used to prove Peng Longteng's identity.

"There is a tiger head imprint on the sign. This thing should be a military waist sign." Li Huowang pressed his hand on the tiger head pattern on the sign and had Bai Lingmiao put it away.

Being prepared is always better than being caught off guard. Perhaps this thing will come in handy someday, but even if it doesn't, it's just a sign and not that heavy.

Danyang Zi's so-called "Heavenly Book" was much heavier than this thing. It had never been used, and yet he always carried it with him.

"By the way, Senior Brother Li, she also had a book on her, but we don't recognize the characters, so Gao Zhijian took it to read."

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"A book?" Li Huowang, who had just relaxed, became alert again in an instant. "Bring that book over."

Bai Lingmiao immediately lifted the curtain and walked over, but after a while, she hesitated and came back.

"Zhijian said it's just a military strategy book and not worth reading."

"He won't give it to you? Call him over, and I'll talk to him myself." Li Huowang's suspicion rose even more. If it was just a normal military strategy book, what was he hiding?

When Gao Zhijian, whose face was pale from the injuries, appeared in front of him, Li Huowang looked at him seriously and said, "I know Peng Longteng's power is extremely strong, and you may be very eager for it, but some things are risky. Mishandling them could cost you your life. Do you understand what I mean?"

Li Huowang suspected that the book recorded Peng Longteng's cultivation method, and Gao Zhijian was secretly practicing it.

After experiencing so many things, he had already understood that nothing could be gained without paying a price. Any cultivation method was very dangerous, and he didn't want Gao Zhijian to become another Peng Longteng one day.

"This...this...is just a military strategy book," Gao Zhijian said somewhat aggrieved.

"If it's just a military strategy book, then what are you hiding? Let me see it!"

After hesitating for a moment, Gao Zhijian finally handed over the book in his hand.

"The Willows and the Garden" was the name of the book.

Li Huowang flipped through the rough pages with his charred fingers, and the content appeared in front of him. "In the use of military tactics, one must receive orders from the ruler, gather the army, destroy the enemy's base, and seize strategic points. Do not engage in battle in unfavorable terrain, attack the enemy when they are weak, do not attack fortified cities, do not fight for land, and do not disobey the ruler's orders..."

"Is it really just a military strategy book?" Li Huowang was very surprised. He looked up at Gao Zhijian and carefully read it again.

Although the content was difficult to understand, and Li Huowang found it very difficult to read towards the end, he flipped through it and found that it was indeed just a military strategy book."Snap!" The book closed and Li Huowang looked at Gao Zhijian in confusion. "It's just an ordinary old book, why do you care so much?"

"It's...so...so beautiful..." Gao Zhijian reached out his thick hands and took the book from Li Huowang.

At this moment, Li Huowang saw that Gao Zhijian's wound was bleeding again and quickly said, "Go back and lie down. Wait until the wound is healed before you read it."

Gao Zhijian grinned foolishly and nodded before turning around with the book in his arms and leaving.

After he left, Bai Lingmiao quickly picked up a thin blanket and covered Li Huowang. "Senior Li, your injuries are so severe. Don't worry about these things. Your health is more important. Rest first."

Li Huowang wanted to sleep, but the pain caused by the Daqian Record on his back made him unable to feel drowsy at all. He stared blankly at the ceiling, his mind empty and unsure of what to think.

After a while, he spoke up. "Miao Miao, help me up. I want to see outside."

Bai Lingmiao obviously didn't want to, but under Li Huowang's urging, she finally did as he asked.

The carriage curtain was lifted, revealing a refreshing green grassland outside that made Li Huowang's heart feel as if he had just drunk a big gulp of iced water in the summer, and the grassland, which was repeatedly swayed by the breeze, was like silk.

"Is this Qingqiu? The scenery is much better than before," Li Huowang said.

Bai Lingmiao nodded. "My father told me that Qingqiu is on the left side of Liangguo. He also said that the horses and sheep here are good."

"I see the Qing, but where is the Qiu?" Li Huowang asked.

Bai Lingmiao clearly didn't know the answer to this question since she had never left home before.

"Who are the locals of Qingqiu here?" Li Huowang asked.

"Sun Baolu is one, and...one junior brother and two Daoist disciples, but they are all dead," Bai Lingmiao said.

Li Huowang sighed. "Find their addresses. We will give them a proper burial."

Too many people had died on this journey.

"Well, but I heard that the people in Qingqiu don't bury their dead. You can ask Sun Baolu later," Bai Lingmiao said. She talked for a long time but found that Li Huowang did not respond. She looked at him in confusion and saw that he was stiff in place, with his eyes wide open.

He seemed to have seen something shocking, but there was nothing outside except for the grass!

"Senior Li, what's wrong--" Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Li Huowang, who was covered in injuries, suddenly grab his sword and jump out of the window.

Under this impact, his charred left leg broke with a "snap," and cracks appeared all over his body.

Li Huowang didn't care about any of this. He held his sword with one hand and aimed it at his left arm, as if he was ready to cut it off at any moment.

The closest person, Gouwa, quickly rushed up and held Li Huowang's arm that was holding the sword. He anxiously yelled at his companions, "Quick, get the chain! Senior Li is having an episode again!"

Li Huowang's neck stiffly turned to Gouwa. "Can't you see it?"

"Huh?" Gouwa looked confused. "See what?"Upon hearing the words, Li Huowang's body went limp and he fell onto the soft grass.

With his head resting on the ground, Li Huowang's one eye moved upward to where only he could see the headless Peng Longteng standing there like a statue, the enormous shadow completely covering her.

The battle armor on Peng Longteng seemed to have been burned dark red, with blood flowing out of the seams, looking like she had just come down from the battlefield where she fought Li Huowang earlier.

"Why did she become my hallucination? Why?" Li Huowang kept pondering this question.

Suddenly, he saw something moving behind Peng Longteng.

It was Jinshan Zhao, only his upper body, with his rotten internal organs flowing out of his abdomen and dragging far away on the ground.

Just as Li Huowang was being bound by his fellow disciples with chains and lifted onto the ox cart, he saw Jinshan Zhao open his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to him.

"What do you want to say?"

Jinshan Zhao's expression stiffened as his lower jaw kept opening and closing, but no sound came out of his mouth.