There is a saying that although General Ban Yin is narrow-minded, he has great ambitions and broad plans.
Judging from the path he took, it was the path of gathering people to become king.
Whether it is conquering the country, forcing monsters to surrender, or devouring souls and creating an army of demons, one can see his ambition to become a king and an ancestor.
But now, this hand has possessed the demons among the refugees. With a little provocation, a refugee army can be raised.
The refugees who are fleeing are hungry and cold, and their minds and bodies will gradually be pushed to the limit. When the time comes, there is no need to use magic to confuse their minds. Just incite them with words. I am afraid it will be like a ignited mountain fire that will burn away without a trace of vegetation in an instant. .
Gong Mengbi thought about it for a moment and realized how terrifying this was.
But what is even more tragic is that even if the refugees become the sharp sword in the hands of General Ban Yin, they will not be able to survive.
How ambitious King Wu and Concubine Gui are. Although they want to rebel and seize the world, they cannot allow their subordinates to rebel too.
General Banyin is now working for them and cannot go against their will, so more and more people will die in the battle. The final result is that no one will survive.
Their bloody nature and unwillingness will ignite their souls and turn them into terrifying ghosts. After forming an army, they will become military souls.
They want to survive, but in the end their bodies and souls will be eaten clean by General Ban Yin.
Gong Mengbi looked up at the sky.
The black clouds are like a black sea. There are countless little dragons swimming in the sea, which are scattered water vapor.
The huge black dragon has closed its eyes. If it hadn't barely maintained its dragon shape, it would be hard to tell whether it was dead or alive.
Gong Mengbi couldn't wait for the rain to stop. If it continued to delay, the refugees would go crazy and he couldn't stop it.
And at that time, it was no longer the fox's business to interfere.
Gong Mengbi sighed and said to the four ghosts and gods behind him: "The net is closed, Lao Qing, go ask the elder brother to do it."
"Old Bai, go and ask your mother-in-law to come down the mountain."
"Old Hei, Old Huang, you follow the refugees. General Ban Yin won't go far if the ghost is here. He must be operating nearby. Once you find his traces, report him immediately."
After ordering him to go down, Gong Mengbi closed his eyes and rested at Fox Slope.
On the fox slope are the altars of Taishan Empress and Jade Fairy Goddess, which were erected when Gong Mengbi summoned the foxes in front of the altar.
Later, Hu Prisoner built Huziyuan without daring to destroy the altar, so he repaired and beautified it, and still enshrined the sacred tablets of the Empress and the Goddess in it.
Now the altar is in the center of Huzi Courtyard.
Gong Mengbi raised a haze tent to cover Fox Slope, casting a spell in front of the altar. Later, the incense was burned continuously and the smoke never dispersed.
Even if it rains heavily, the altar is dry and even the incense burning in the copper furnace has not been extinguished.
At this moment, Gong Mengbi closed his eyes in front of the altar and calmed down his spirit.
In the silence and condensation, as if the sky was shining brightly, he came to the praying tree again.
The large and small treasures on the praying tree move automatically in the wind, as if they are welcoming.
These treasures represent the fate between him and all living beings.
Naturally, there are good karma, such as close friends and elders, and there are also bad karma, such as enemies and villains.
Gong Mengbi watched quietly, and the wishing tree gradually disappeared in front of his eyes, and then there were intricate and intertwined silk strings all over the void.
Previously, he followed the silk strings and responded to Miss Liangji's call. These strings are actually the threads of fate.
The wishing tree will not show bad fate, because bad fate is not beneficial to practice.
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But in these strings, we can clearly see the interweaving of good and evil.
He silently recited General Banyin's name and found a bond with him.
This fateful line has found more strings that are intertwined with this fateful line.
Like a chess game, the strings crisscross and divide the void, involving everyone involved.
Gong Mengbi twisted the fate of General Ban Yin and thought: I hope I can cut you off today.
Although he could see the strings, he was obviously unable to affect them. You can only rely on peeking to sort out the relevant people and things, verify them one by one with your own arrangements, and find the most appropriate method of disposal.
For example, at this time, it is to steal a house.
The youth of the ghosts and gods in green escape through the wood energy. Among the five elements, water generates wood energy. Such a heavy rain also stimulates the wood energy.
In such weather, the two ghosts Qingchun and Xuandong ran the fastest.
Xiangzhu Ridge.
Under a short bamboo, several spirits squatted.
The bamboo leaves of the dwarf bamboo were catalyzed by magic and became huge, like an umbrella canopy, blocking the rain.
There was nothing he could do about the mud under his feet, especially for Kang An, a big and muscular man, half of his feet were stuck in the mud.
Wen Xiu found a trick and made one smaller, landing on Mr. Xiang's shoulder.
In addition to the three of them, there was also a young man who couldn't open his eyes and had goat's horns on his head, and a middle-aged man with hands above his knees and a face covered with black hair.
These few people were hiding under a short bamboo, making them very crowded and unable to move.
Fatty Kang asked: "Little Que'er, how long do we have to wait?"
How did Wen Xiu know: "Brother Gong just asked me to invite you to come to Xiangzhu Ridge to wait, but he never said when."
The young man with horns who couldn't open his eyes turned his head. Halfway through, he couldn't turn anymore.
The middle-aged man with long hands grabbed his horns and said, "Be careful of hitting my head."
"Ah, I'm sorry." The Yangjiao young man didn't turn around anymore and asked, "Brother Kang, can your brother do it?"
Kang An scratched his head, feeling a little guilty, but with a confident look on his face: "Brother Yang, Brother Yuan, if you can't trust him, can't you trust me?"
Brother Yuan dug around on his back, pinched out a louse, flicked it into the water, "I know you are a good person, so I'm afraid you will be deceived."
Fatty Kang suddenly became angry: "Can I be deceived? I, Old Kang, am also a veteran of the world. How can I be deceived? We are brothers who are sworn brothers and share the same love as brothers. There is no way he can deceive me!"
Brother Yuan covered half of his ears and waited for him to finish: "That's a fox. You, a wild boar who only knows how to eat, can you play with him?"
Wen Xiu said quickly: "Don't talk nonsense, Brother Gong is a good fox."
Brother Yuan rolled his eyes, "Forget it, we're here now."
Xiang Jun gathered up his clothes and said, "Although he is a little liar, he is probably not a bad fox. If I had known he was not a cat, I wouldn't have said so much to him... Hey, who broke in."
Xiangjun looked into the forest and saw a streak of wood air swimming in the rain. It escaped through the trees and was targeted by these monsters.
Wen Xiu shouted: "This way!"
The wood energy fell in front of several monsters and turned into a green-robed ghost.
The green-robed ghost raised his hands and saluted: "Seniors I have met, in the name of my master Gong Mengbi, I have come to invite you to come down the mountain."
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