But he said that Fan Rui's three hundred demon soldiers were killing people freely, and the situation was in danger.
At the critical moment, Jiang Jing suddenly remembered the evil-destroying things he had brought with him, and immediately took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, unsealed the plug, and splashed the black dog's blood around.
Everyone was reminded by him and took out magic weapons to use: chicken blood in a water bag, boy's urine in a gourd, cloth stained with Tiangui... they were thrown around randomly, and some people even chanted mantras indiscriminately, some chanted Amitabha and Bodhisattva. For blessing, there are those who recite the Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, those who shout that the Heavenly Officials will bless you and there are no taboos, and those who chant the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Earth, don’t scare my little boy. In short, you can recite it however you dare.
This operation was extremely effective. All kinds of filth fell down, and the black air was swept away by the strong wind. The magic soldiers held up their knives, and they looked like they were tiptoeing. They didn't expect that Fan Rui's spell failed. Li Kui laughed and used the big axe. He chopped off the head and immediately chopped down five or seven demonic soldiers.
The remaining heroes came to their senses and rushed out, killing three hundred demon soldiers until they cried for their fathers.
You must know that these good guys are just temporary exorcists who are chasing ducks. When the trouble comes, they only focus on using magic weapons and don't pay attention to the surroundings. They have covered each other with either feces, urine, or chicken and dog blood, and the stinky smell has entered their noses. , were all furious, and their attacks were inevitably more ruthless, but this group of demonic soldiers hit them right on the edge of the knife.
Especially Guo Sheng, who had a three-pronged silver crown on his head and two white pheasant feathers standing upright, each carrying a smelly white cloth full of dark red. He shook his head in anxiety, but the pheasant feathers were shaking. It was shaking, and the two pieces of cloth were also swaying, with no intention of falling.
Angry, Guo Sheng's three corpse gods jumped up, their internal organs soared to the sky, and a big halberd was as straight as a green dragon out of the sea. They chased from east to west, killing thirty or forty demon soldiers by one person.
Seeing that Fan Rui was defeated, he pulled the reins and was about to run away, but Jiang Jing had already spotted him. He jumped out of the diagonal stab, danced with the stick, knocked down the sword first, and then stabbed him with the force, hitting Fan Rui's waist. With a loud cry, he fell from his horse. Just as he was about to get up, he was hit again on the crutch and fell to the ground.
When Guo Sheng saw him dragging the big halberd and came over, he cursed: "It's this devil of a donkey day who caused me to get into such bloody bad luck. How can I get rid of this bad breath if I don't kill him?"
Fan Rui struggled to get up, but when he saw Guo Sheng swinging his halberd to chop him, he sighed deeply, closed his eyes and waited for death.
But I heard someone shout: "Save his life."
Fan Rui felt the wind ringing in his ears, and with a pop, the halberd fell to the ground almost grazing his ears, cutting off a lot of his long hair.
Just listen to Guo Sheng complaining: "Why do you need to keep him? This devil has caused me so much misery. How can I go into battle in the future if I get such a bad luck?"
Cao Cao hurriedly rescued Fan Rui. Hearing Guo Sheng's words, he looked up and couldn't help crying or laughing. He cursed: "Teach you to prepare roosters, black dogs, blood, and children's urine. Who brought this pickled thing here?"
Yang Lin, who was covered in black dog blood, whispered with a smile: "Brother, I don't know something. Although this Tiangui is dirty, he is very good at breaking demons."
Guo Sheng said angrily: "Oh, brother Yang Lin, you have also made me suffer. I wonder who has a maggot's evil heart and evil spirit to bring this thing. If you say so, it must be you!"
Just because of the folk customs at that time, it was regarded as a great unclean thing, especially for men. If it was touched, it would ruin the luck and cause blood evil, let alone hold it on the head. Guo Sheng is a warrior who often goes into battle and his life is at stake. How can he not be afraid?
Cao Cao felt embarrassed after hearing this, and said, "Get it down, and what will you say?"
Guo Sheng shook his head like a lion, his two pure white pheasant tails trembled and trembled, and the cloth also swayed back and forth, how could it fall down?
Yang Lin also felt guilty, gritted his teeth and said, "That's it, just lower your head and I'll pick it off for you."
Guo Sheng glanced at him sideways, shook his head and said: "Although you are the culprit of my harm, as a brother, how can I let you also touch the bad luck?"
Cao Cao sighed and said: "You two are also very smart - don't you know how to win the crown?"
Hearing this, Guo Sheng suddenly woke up and was about to untie his crown. Suddenly he heard Fan Rui say feebly: "Slow down, you don't need to untie your crown. Just use your painted halberd to pick it out. Your painted halberd is a dangerous weapon. It doesn't matter if you touch it. You can't even add it if you touch it." The power of destroying evil.”
After taking a breath, he added: "You don't have to be decadent. There are many orange trees in the woods over there. Go and pick a pound of green orange leaves. Then go back to my village to find two ounces of Angelica dahurica, two ounces of gypsum, and three ounces of cinnabar." , boil a large pot of water, wait until it is not hot, take a bath, and then use orange leaves to soak in soju to drink, and the disaster will be solved."
Guo Sheng was delighted when he heard this, but couldn't believe it: "Who knows whether what you said is true or false."
Fan Rui's face showed pride, and he said contemptuously: "Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of me lying to you?"
Guo Sheng was angry, but Jiang Jing said from the side: "The objects he said are good at removing dirt, it should be true."
Only then did Guo Sheng believe it and said with a smile: "The fortune teller's words must be true." After saying that, he used his halberd to pick up the pickled cloth and went to pick orange leaves. Yang Lin said: "Brother, I will accompany you. go."
Cao Cao looked down at Fan Rui, who looked weak, and said with a smile: "Why is he injured so badly?"
Fan Rui rolled his eyes and said feebly: "I was broken twice by you, my vitality was damaged, I was stabbed again, and I was hit with several sticks. Is it serious for you?"
As he spoke, his voice became weaker and weaker: "It's good, I don't want you to kill me with your own hands and add to your own karma. Anyway, my foundation is damaged and I will only live for a moment or three. You go ahead and let me die."
After saying that, he closed his eyes as if waiting for death.
Cao Cao looked around. Most of the three hundred demon soldiers were killed by Li Kui and others, and the rest surrendered. Those who had retreated before had either hid in the mountains or rushed back to the stronghold. He asked Jiang Jing to lead the people to gather the surrendering troops first, and then asked Lu Fang to go back quickly to deliver the order, and bring the large group and the surrendering troops here. After everything was arranged, he got off his horse and squatted down next to Fan Rui.
"I heard from your two brothers that you watched the sky at night." Cao Cao whispered: "To be honest, I agree with Wu. The Jurchens are strong, Song and Liao are in decline, the balance has been broken, almost There will be a war within the year."
"Oh?" Fan Rui opened his closed eyes again: "Which expert told you?"
Cao Cao muttered: "The situation is clear, why do you need an expert? Can't I see it myself?"
Fan Rui sat up immediately, looking like he was about to die from serious injuries. With eyes like eagles, he stared at Cao Cao: "Oh? You can actually see it? Then, what are you going to do?"
Cao Cao ignored his threatening gaze, straightened his legs, and sat down relaxedly. He looked regretfully at the length of his legs, squinted his eyes, looked at the sunset gradually sinking in the distance, and said as if to himself: " I can't tell you what I want to do now. But I can tell you what I want to do. I want all the foreign races in the world to remember one truth: Han people are not cowardly. On the contrary, no one in the world who is brave and wise can defeat us Han people. That’s why! Therefore, from the glacier in the north to the vast sea in the west, wherever the sun and moon shine, there should be Han banners flying high."
Fan Rui's whole body was numb, as if he had received a thunderbolt from the palm of his hand.
He stared at Cao Cao in disbelief, and Cao Cao also looked at him with a careless expression, even with a cynical and frivolous smile.
"What?" Cao Cao looked at Fan Rui playfully: "You don't believe in Gu?"
He had a face that was not outstanding, with a casual and frivolous expression, but the moment he turned his eyes, Fan Rui seemed to see a strange scene of thunder and lightning, millions of cavalry, shaking rivers and mountains, and a sea of blood.
He shook his head and blinked subconsciously, and when he looked again, there was only a face that was not outstanding, but seemed casual and confident: "Don't you believe it?"
"I believe."
Fan Rui nodded slowly, moved his body from a sitting position to a kneeling position, lowered his head, and raised his fists above his head: "My little brother Fan Rui, known as the 'Devil King' in the world, please accept me, dear brother, to do this shocking undertaking!"
"No need to be polite." Cao Cao patted his shoulder gently and smiled lightly: "They are all our brothers."
