Because Lü Meng finally abandoned his army and fled, Zhang Liao and others were still leading the army to reorganize the Jiaozhi soldiers led by Lü Meng, so Cao Wu returned to the north and did not join the army.
But there were seven or eight hundred people in Beifu, including those who survived the battle with the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry as guards.
These people were marching in the mountains, but were blocked by an old man. This thing sounds ironic, but it actually happened.
The old man had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and looked like an immortal. He was wearing a long blue robe and dressed as a Taoist priest of later generations. When he looked at Cao Wu, he was very polite. He bowed, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I, Zuo Ci, are here to greet General Beifu." It’s been many days.”
He seemed to have guessed that Cao Wu would get over it, and also expected that Cao Wu would ask him many questions. At that time, he could express his judgment to Cao Wu and persuade Cao Wu to do something.
Cao Wu looked at the old man in front of him and saw that he was confident. He smiled softly and walked past without even asking.
Diao Chan and others followed up on horseback, and the forward of the brigade just passed by Zuo Ci.
Zuo Ci's kind expression changed, and he looked at Cao Wu with a stiff face, showing a bit of anger.
"They all say that General Beifu is arrogant and domineering. When I saw him today, I realized that this is indeed the case. I have become an immortal on land. How can a young man not ask about an immortal when he sees him?"
He said in a cold voice, and both Zhuge Liang and Lu Xun couldn't help but look over.
However, Cao Wu was in front of him and still ignored Zuo Ci. Zhuge Liang and the two men only kept their identities as retainers of the Beifu Palace. They only glanced at each other and then turned around without squinting.
As for the others, no matter how much they saw, Zuo Ci didn't care.
His already frowning brows became even more severe. He had thought too much before and thought that no matter who he was in the world, he would be curious. However, he never expected that Cao Wu would ignore him.
In desperation, he paused the crutch in his hand and said angrily: "Cao Potian, don't toast or eat as a fine, don't you want to know who persuaded Pang Tong to go see Liu Bei, and who saved Sima Fu? "
After hearing this, Cao Wu reined in his horse, turned around, looked at him with a half-smile, and said contemptuously: "I thought you were a real immortal, but it turns out that you broke your power after just walking a few steps."
Zuo Ci's expression froze. He appeared as an immortal every day and had not been as angry as he was today for many years.
The man in front of him seemed to be born with the ability to make him angry. He obviously revealed two secrets, but Cao Wu still resisted asking.
Zuo Ci took a few deep breaths, finally calmed down his anger and returned to his fairy-like posture.
"Since you don't want to know, then I'll leave now and let you get lost in this torrent of history!"
He angrily tried to walk on crutches.
He walked very slowly, as if waiting for Cao Wu to stop him. He thought this was Cao Wu's negotiating method, just play hard to get, and many people knew it and had used it.
But after walking for a long time, there was no sound of anyone.
In this team of several hundred people, some people looked at him curiously from time to time, but no one spoke. They walked silently in the mountains, as if the old man did not exist.
The further Zuo Ci walked, the colder his heart became. All the words he had thought up in the past few days were overthrown.
Cao Wu exceeded his judgment time and time again.
Several hundred people were cavalry, and they quickly left Zuo Ci's sight. Zuo Ci became increasingly frustrated.
He turned around and saw that the tiger and leopard rider had gone without a trace, and could only sit blankly on the big stone by the roadside.
It was all beyond his comprehension.
Why was Cao Wu not curious about what he said? Could it be that Cao Wu really didn't want to ask anything?
He sat for a long time, until the sun was about to set, and then he stood up.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a sharp sound, and before he could turn around, a noose was put around his neck. After that, his vision went dark and he couldn't see anything.
Not long after, Zuo Ci was thrown heavily to the ground by a stream in the mountains.
When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Cao Wu's face that he hated.
Next to them stood Cao Asan and Diao Chan in white.
Zuo Ci immediately understood what happened. Just as he was relaxing, he was unexpectedly attacked by Cao Asan, who was the best in Qinggong.
I'm afraid that the woman in white had been hiding for a long time. She was as patient as a hunter waiting for his prey. She waited until the sun went down before sneaking up on him.
"You...you actually used such a despicable sneak attack!"
Zuo Ci pointed at Cao Wu and cursed angrily.
Cao Wu held up the torch, illuminated Zuo Ci's face, and said with a smile: "You are stopping my army to demoralize our army? Cao Xiu was still here just now, so let's talk about everything in private."
One sentence explained Cao Wu's purpose.
No matter how much Cao Xiu admired him, he was a member of the Cao family clan after all. There were many things that got into the ears of Cao Xiu, which was equivalent to getting into the ears of Cao Cao and others. Cao Wu didn't want to explain these things yet.
But it was different when he was kidnapped back in private. He didn't even take Zhuge Liang, Lu Xun, Huang Zhong, or Wei Yan with him, only Ah San and Diao Chan. Ah San didn't like to talk, but Diao Chan was absolutely trusted by Cao Wu. With these two people alone with Cao Wu, he could safely ask many questions.
"I am an immortal in this world. If you treat me like this, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"
Zuo Ci said bitterly.
"Are you addicted to pretending to be an immortal? No, you fool, why do you think I have to let you handle the fact that seven hundred of me came together? Just by pretending to be an immortal, do you think you are a real immortal?"
Cao Wu slapped Zuo Ci on the back of the head, causing him to stagger.
Zuo Ci touched the back of his head and was stunned, unable to turn around at all. I am an immortal, how could I be beaten? Why did he hit me like this? Is he really not afraid of anything?
He was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses. He pointed his halberd at Cao Wu and said "you, you, you" for a long time, unable to say a single word.
"What are you!"
Cao Wu slapped him on the back of the head again. He neither respected the elderly nor loved immortals. He treated him like a prisoner.
Zuo Ci said "Ouch", and almost all his immortal energy was gone. He thought for a while, then pointed at Diao Chan and said: "Wang Diao Chan, so Situ Wang Yun was attacked by Li Jue, Guo Siyi clan, and the whole clan only ran away from him. My nephew, do you want to know where he is? Just speak for me and I will tell you!"
Diao Chan looked at him coldly and sighed: "I will do whatever Cao Lang says. You better not waste your efforts."
Zuo Ci looked at Cao Asan again. Asan ignored him and looked at the moon alone without saying a word.
Zuo Ci wanted to say more, but Cao Wu had already raised his hand.
Zuo Ci covered the back of his head in reaction.
"I ask, you answer, or I'll kill you!"
Cao Wuyong looked at him with ferocious eyes.
As if to cooperate with him, Ah San, who looked up at the moon, picked the shorter one from the two swords behind his back, held it in his hand, and the sword was unsheathed with a clang.
Zuo Ci's whole body was weak. He finally saw that as long as he spoke slowly, Cao Wu really dared to kill him.
In this era, the art of prophecy is popular, and immortals are respected by others. How can anyone treat them like this?
But Cao Wu in front of him didn't play according to the routine at all.
When Cao Wu saw him surrendering, a smile appeared on his lips.
He did have many things to ask and know.
