"Song Xin, Song Xin, that General Bai is here." Xiaoyu reminded.
Song Xin felt a chill all over his body. Although he already knew General Xie, he still felt a chill in his heart every time he saw his appearance.
After opening his eyes of clear consciousness, he saw Xie Bian already in front of him, kowtowing to Xiaoyu. This nearly three-meter-tall ghost in white huddles up and kowtows to a short girl. The scene is really hard to describe.
Song Xin smiled and said: "General Xie, are you here to collect souls nearby today?"
Xie Bi'an said in a respectful tone: "That's true. Sir, are those two ghost soldiers easy to use?"
"Well, they are fine. Thank you General for caring about me. General, do you want to take them back?"
Ever since Song Xin was discovered by Zhang Xiuyang using ghost soldiers last time, he kept the two ghosts in a small ebony box and did not let them out again.
"No, Sir Huangpi and Half-bone can keep them. Sir, you asked Xie Bian to find the whereabouts of your father Song Jin before. Do you still remember this?"
Song Xin was overjoyed and asked: "Remember, remember, is there any news?"
"To be honest, sir, Xie Bian did find his name, but..." Xie Bian had a hesitant look on his face, as if he was considering his words for fear of revealing something.
"But what? General, please just say it clearly." Song Xin had already thought of the worst outcome, but still wanted to seize the last glimmer of hope.
"This Song Jin was sent to the underworld two years ago."
"!!"
Although he already knew that his father was dead, Song Xin was still shocked when he heard Xie Bian's words, as if he had been punched hard. In the cell in Juancheng, the prisoners were right.
"General, how did Song Jin die?"
Xie Bian thought for a while and said: "Well, I specifically checked Song Jin's life. He died an unexpected death. Originally, I wanted to ask the judge to help him resurrect. However, his body was damaged and he was still dead after resurrecting. He was killed by someone. Killed and then had the body eaten."
Song Xin's face was already livid at this time, "Who killed him? And ate his body?"
"It's a man named Song Yi." Xie Bian replied.
When Song Xin heard this name, he felt very strange, "Who is Song Yi? Why haven't I heard of it?"
Xie Bi'an was silent for a while before saying: "He was registered in the life and death book when he was born. Maybe he has other names."
"Song Yi? Song Yi?" He muttered the name silently. He really didn't know that this person existed in his clan. Why don't you get up tomorrow and ask your cousin.
Song Xin thanked him and said, "Thank you so much, General, for informing me. Song Xin will never forget it."
Xie Bian seemed to be relieved when he heard that Song Xin stopped asking questions, "It's okay, Xie Bian has one more thing, and it's about you, sir."
"General, please speak clearly."
"My lord does not seem to be the son of Song Jin, and your name does not appear on the book of life and death in this world."
Song Xin asked calmly: "What does this mean?"
Xie Bian looked at Song Xin and asked solemnly: "Your soul comes from another world...it seems not complete..."
Song Xin didn't expect that the other party could see his identity in time travel, so he smiled lightly and nodded, "It's true. I used to be a person from another world. I committed suicide because of some things. I don't know how I ended up here, with the soul of the owner of this body." The two have become one. May I ask, General, what does it mean to have an incomplete soul?"
Xie Bi'an showed a slightly surprised look, "Well, it seems that Xie's guess is right. The incomplete soul means... Your Excellency may have other souls... in other interfaces."
"Another interface?" Song Xin asked in astonishment. He didn't expect that he would still be in another interface?
Xie Bi'an was a little embarrassed and said hesitantly, "However, please don't worry about this, sir. Maybe there will be an opportunity in the future. Xie will go to collect the soul, so I'll take my leave."
"Well, general, please help yourself." Song Xin didn't know what he meant by "there's still a chance", but seeing that Xie Bian didn't want to answer, he had to say goodbye.
A strange smile appeared on Xie Bi'an's strange face. He knelt down and gave Xiaoyu a headbutt before slowly disappearing into the darkness.
Song Xin looked at his sleeping cousin and couldn't bear to wake him up. He didn't expect that Xie Bian could see his true identity, but he didn't know what was going on with his incomplete soul.
"Xie Bian, do you want to lose your soul?" As soon as Xie Bian appeared next to Fan Wujiu, the black-faced ghost general immediately scolded him. His voice was low, but it had a strong oppressive force.
"I know, but...well, you don't know...this is...this" Xie Bian hesitated to explain.
Fan Wujiu heard that he still didn't want to say it clearly. He stared with a pair of ghostly eyes and raised the mourning stick in his hand to hit him, but he couldn't do it. Xie Bi'an seemed to have something to hide. Fan Wujiu thought for a moment and snorted. Fan Wujiu interrupted him with an angry look on his face: "Do you know that if you interfere in human affairs like this, if you are discovered by heaven's punishment? , the king can’t protect you.”
Xie Bian said: "I know, thank you... To tell you the truth, this news was told to me by the king."
"What? You said this is the king, is it Princess Youjia's?"
Xie Bian nodded and said: "Well, if it weren't for the king's secret instructions, how could I, Xie Bian, dare to take such a risk... Do you know who he is?"
Fan Wujiu shook his head, "Who is it? Tell me quickly." He was very anxious, but he still suppressed his voice.
"During the war that year, in order to protect that man's soul, General Youzu fought hard and exhausted all his soul power until he died. You and I both participated in that war, have you forgotten?"
When Fan Wujiu heard this, he felt as if he was instantly petrified. He was already looking depressed, but now he looked even worse. The wrinkles on his face seemed to be falling downwards as if they couldn't resist the force of gravity.
"You said...it's...that one?"
Xie Bian nodded as if you understand, don't say anything.
Fan Wujiu also nodded as if he had some understanding, but he still looked shocked.
They didn't speak any more, they just put the mourning stick on their shoulders, shook their heads and followed to collect the souls.
After they left, Xiaoyu asked: "So you are not from this world."
"Yes, I should have told you a long time ago, but I never had the chance."
"Well, what was your original world like?"
"It's similar to here. In my world, it's called the Three Kingdoms era at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. The previous Chibi War was the war that separated the three subsequent countries."
Xiaoyu said thoughtfully: "That means you already know what is going to happen in this world, right?"
Song Xin shook his head, "I know about some big events, such as the current war. But I can't know about small things. Moreover, even if I know, what can I change? What should happen will still happen."
Song Xin gradually understood that even if he was a time traveler, the history he knew had been processed by generations of people. The so-called heroes of the late Han Dynasty are just a game of reshuffling the cards of noble families, large and small. The most unlucky people are the people. Years of war have reduced the population of this land by more than ten million.
"Oh, that's right, but there must be a lot of interesting and interesting stories in your world, right?"
"Yes, I can tell you later."
Xiaoyu giggled happily, "That's great. I practice every day now. It's so boring."
Song Xin felt that Xiaoyu was as simple and honest as a child in kindergarten, and she remembered the fairy tales her parents read to her when she was a child. "Okay, let me tell you first... the story of the daughter of the sea..."
In the early morning of the next day, Song Xin opened his eyes and saw that Song Ya had already started to pack his bags.
"Cousin, did you feel very cold last night?" Song Ya asked as soon as he woke up.
Song Xin thought that it must be the chill caused by the ghost, and interrupted: "I didn't, I slept very hard. By the way, cousin, do you know a person named Song Yi in the clan?"
"Song Yi? Isn't he the useless adopted son of the Fourth Uncle Song's family? Isn't he Song Chou?" Song Ya said.
Song Xin suddenly realized that since he was a child, he had only heard people of his own clan call him Song Chou, and thought it was his real name. Unexpectedly, this person’s original name was Song Yi. Song Xin looked calm and said, "Well, it turns out that Song Chou's real name is Song Yi."
"Cousin, why do you ask about this name?" Song Ya asked.
Song Xin wanted to say: "My father has been killed by Song Chou, and his flesh was also eaten." But he still held back his words, otherwise he would have to leak the information about General Black and White.
At this time, Song Xin had already started murdering, and he was so angry that he could ignore the punishment of heaven. Song Chou will also be cut into pieces. However, his reason still told him that he could not sacrifice himself for Song Chou.
"It's nothing, I just miss my father." Song Xin said with a smile.
Song Ya comforted him: "Don't worry, cousin, with Brother Wei here, this matter will definitely be investigated."
Song and Xin went north, met Le Jin's army in Yicheng, and reported Guan Yu's current movements to them, and then continued their journey towards Xiangyang.
When the two of them rushed into Xiangyang City, they found that the city was still as busy as when they left. The streets were full of soldiers and civilians going back and forth. When the two of them rode through the middle of the street, they felt that although it was busy here, people's hearts were obviously much calmer, and the crowd became orderly, not at all like the panic before.
"It seems that the hearts of our soldiers have stabilized. Perhaps the news of Jiangling's victory has spread and stabilized the hearts of the people." Song Ya said quietly.
Wei Tong was naturally very happy to see the two of them back safely, and asked them about the situation along the way. Song Xin told Wei Tong in detail how he and Song Ya crossed the river to explore Liu Bei's army, encountered a battle with monks, and how Song Ya was injured in the battle at Jiangling. Finally, they encountered Guan Yu's night attack on their way back.
"The letters General Cao, Chen Changshi and General Manchu have handed over to me, I need Brother Wei to hand over to the Prime Minister on my behalf. The current military situation is very urgent and cannot be delayed."
When Wei Tong heard this, he knew that this matter could not be delayed, and immediately nodded and said: "Well, Brother Song, you have made a great contribution this time. Military Advisor Hua Xin will definitely help us investigate your father's matter. Just a few days ago, the Prime Minister asked Regarding your business, I also said that I want to see you, and we will go to the mansion to pay homage." After saying that, a few people got up and mounted their horses, and went to the residence of the prefect of Xiangyang.
