Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action.
The moment Qiu Ping struck out with this move, there was a violent aura rushing towards him.
In the battle formation, all moves are fake. The only thing that matters is the fierceness of fighting the enemy to the death.
Every move you make will make people feel like you are risking your life.
Only in this way can the enemy be frightened.
The expressions of Lieutenant Crab and Inspector Xia changed slightly, and they could naturally see something extraordinary about this at a glance.
I heard that Master Bing Cao was young, but I didn’t expect him to be so proficient in killing techniques on the battlefield.
"Come on, you two will practice with me." Qiu Ping looked at the two of them and greeted them.
"I don't dare, my subordinates." These two people didn't dare to fight with him, so they waved their hands quickly. Even if Qiu Ping urged him, they would not allow it.
Qiu Ping felt bored and ignored them. Instead, he turned his head and looked at all the soldiers and generals.
"Your previous training methods were all wrong. Just remember to be familiar with these stabbing moves. With such a simple move, can you still perform tricks even if you practice it again?" He slammed the steel fork on the ground and said loudly.
Everyone looked at him, wondering what the Bing Cao master would have next.
"Come on, everyone, follow me, stare first, then show your teeth." Qiu Ping stretched his neck and made a fierce gesture.
All the shrimp soldiers and crab generals looked at each other in confusion. Why is it that Lord Bingcao's size and appearance, coupled with this action, are inexplicably funny?
But they still had to hold it in their faces, otherwise none of them could afford to be charged with contempt for the superior.
"Study, what are you doing? You two, give everyone a start!" When Qiu Ping saw that these people were not cooperative, he took Captain Crab and Xia Patrol to perform surgery.
"ah……"
The two people were watching the fun on the sidelines, but they were dumbfounded when they were called out for no reason.
But seeing Master Bingcao looking serious, he had no choice but to stiffen his head, glare and bared his teeth. They used to have a straight face, and the expressions on their faces were awkward no matter what they did.
It's over, now the majesty is gone.
With these two leaders starting, all the shrimp soldiers and crab generals can only follow suit.
For a time, the entire school grounds were filled with grinning figures, looking like they were dancing with demons.
"The bigger your eyes are, the more fierce they are, and the more teeth you show, the more fierce they are... Okay, now thrust forward!" Qiu Ping nodded, this is the right thing to do.
Fighting is all about momentum. Before striking a move, you should show a ferocious expression, scaring the enemy's morale and weakening it by three points.
"Just practice like this. From now on, I will come and check every once in a while. If your expression is not up to standard, your salary will be deducted!"
The little loach turned around and expressed that he was very satisfied. Compared with the lifelessness before, he looked much more energetic now.
It seems that I am not only a talented official, but also suitable for military training. I am a genius with both civil and military skills!
The little loach was enjoying himself when he suddenly saw a figure with white hair and beard standing at the gate, looking at him with a half-smile.
"He Bo, why are you here?"
Qiu Ping felt a thrill in his heart, and his tone suddenly rose a little higher, as if he had been caught for doing something bad.
"Let me come and take a look. It's not bad. You've practiced well. It seems you have great ideas." He Bo slowly walked over with his hands behind his back, the smile on his face becoming more and more kind.
But Little Loach had some bad premonitions in his heart. Could it be that He Bo was speaking sarcastically?
Yes, yes, these bureaucrats talk like women. If they don't want it, praising you will be damaging to you.
Although Qiu Ping had never been an official in his previous life, he had dealt with women a lot.
Just like many women have praised him as a good man...
He Bo walked in front, and Qiu Ping followed obediently, without any of the high-spiritedness he had just now.
"Qiu Ping, I have something to do recently, which may require you to work hard for a few days." After walking around for a while, He Bo pondered for a while and then slowly spoke.
The little loach's ears immediately stood up, its back straightened, and its eyes became alert.
Normally, it would not be a good thing for He Bo to use this tone of voice to order his own affairs.
"Isn't it almost the Ghost Festival? Emperor Qingling is going to the mortal school to abstain from sins. At that time, the underworld will be opened, and countless ghosts will enter the world from the underworld. During this period, someone needs to maintain law and order."
"Since you are a county soldier, I will leave this matter to you." Uncle Fu said with a smile.
In the Shinto system, there are three most important festivals in a year, namely: Shangyuan Festival, Zhongyuan Festival and Xiayuan Festival.
The heavenly official of the upper Yuan Dynasty bestows blessings, the earth official of the middle yuan pardons sins, and the water official of the lower yuan relieves misfortunes.
In the past, he would lead the team in such matters, marking every ghost that entered the world to prevent them from getting lost. Waiting seven days after the Hungry Ghost Festival, we still have to send these ghosts back, which is tiring and boring.
Since there are little loaches this year, it’s time for my old arms and legs to rest.
"Maintaining law and order, that shouldn't be too troublesome..." Qiu Ping had led his Loach militia to maintain law and order in Fuhe before, so he felt that he should be familiar with this kind of thing.
"No trouble, no trouble. Go to the City God's Office in the afternoon and the ghost officials from the Yin and Yang Division will explain it to you."
The smile on He Bo's face became brighter and brighter, until the little loach felt a little hairy when he saw it, and then he swayed away with his hands behind his back.
…
"What? Isn't there still a month before the Ghost Festival? Why do you need me to lead troops to guard the passage between the two realms tomorrow!" The little loach jumped to the Yin and Yang Division, but only got a big thunderbolt from the blue.
"The Ghost Gate only opens once a year, so you must prepare in advance. When the winch between the two realms is opened, the passage between the two realms will be unstable, and there may be people with ulterior motives sneaking in, so you need to be careful."
"Although this possibility is not very high, it is just in case."
The ghost official of Yin Yang Division had a kind smile on his face and patiently explained to Qiu Ping.
"If there are any ghosts in the netherworld that sneak up and cause damage to the county, we will all be punished. Please pay more attention during this period." Qiu Ping is now considered a high-ranking official in the county. This ghost The official's attitude was very good.
However, Qiu Ping was in a very bad mood.
This kind of drudgery may not be rewarded if you do it well, but you will be punished if something goes wrong.
No wonder He Bo wanted to blame it on himself!
well.
Little Loach sighed, and could only say that he had boarded the pirate ship, but since he had agreed, he could only bite the bullet and board the ship.
On the second day, he was still in a bad mood, but he still went to the school grounds and ordered 500 shrimp soldiers and crab generals to prepare to garrison the two-world passage.
After traveling to this world for so long, he once again realized what it means to go to work like going to the grave.
No, it should be called going to work and visiting the grave.
Because the place they are going to this time is the Ghost Gate in Changning County, which is full of ghosts and is even more gloomy than the cemetery.
"Master Bingcao, come with me." The head of the Yin and Yang Division, whose face was half human and half ghost, had been waiting at the door early. When he saw Qiu Ping and others approaching, he led the way.
They walked all the way into the Onmyoji Division, passed through a deep corridor, and then walked down a set of stairs and entered a spacious underground space.
The entire underground is like a cave, with uneven stones all over the ground, and only a path has been carved out by humans.
The humidity here is very high, and the temperature is extremely low. Although it is not as deathly silent as the Netherworld, it is still very uncomfortable.
It was the first time for the little loach to come here, and he looked at everything around him curiously.
He led the shrimp soldiers and crab generals to continue walking forward. Along the way, he could see some unexplained souls being led forward by evil officials.
The passage between the two realms is almost the most important place in the county government office, and ordinary gods are not allowed to approach this place.
This is why the city god's niece could only sneak across from Qiu Ping instead of taking the spacious road here.
Even the ghosts of the Onmyoji Division can only enter the Onmyoji Division with some newly deceased ghosts on the first and fifteenth day of each month.
Everyone walked to the end of the path and saw a huge portal standing up.
Qiu Ping stood under the gate with his head raised, and it was roughly estimated to be a hundred feet long. It is made entirely of wood, with huge copper nails inlaid on it, making it look heavy and crude.
On one side of the gate, there is an ordinary small door that is more than one foot long.
After the ghost opened it, he led the ghost in and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Qiu Ping curiously touched the towering ghost gate. Although it looked like it was made of wood, it was extremely hard and contained an astonishing chill inside, which made him shiver.
"Lord Bingcao, it's best to stay away from this ghost gate these days. When we open the ghost gate, there may be a dark wind rushing out from the gap. This wind is harmful to the soul, and it is not good to come into contact with it." Yin Yang The manager kindly reminded Qiu Ping.
Qiu Ping nodded honestly.
Although this job was a bit painful, fortunately, the Chenghuang Yamen was not really unscrupulous and thoughtfully prepared a residence for Qiu Ping and his subordinates.
The house is on the side of the Ghost Gate. In order not to disperse the troops, Qiu Ping arranged it according to the arrangement of five people per room.
As the chief officer, he naturally had a room to himself.
He divided the team of 500 people into two teams, preparing to patrol in front of the ghost gate day and night, and send out a signal to warn if there was any slight abnormality.
Of course, he soon discovered that his arrangement was somewhat redundant.
Because...the real purpose of these bastards is not to let them patrol at all, but to let them do hard work!
The ghost gate is extremely heavy and difficult to reach with magic power. No matter how powerful your magic power is, you can't easily shake the ghost gate. This will prevent some powerful ghosts in the netherworld from secretly opening the ghost gate by relying on their profound magic power.
So how should the ghost door be opened?
Answer: Use brute force!
The Baizhang Ghost Gate is equipped with a huge winch, which allows hundreds of people to turn it hard together to open the ghost gate bit by bit.
Qiu Ping also heard about the winch between the two realms, but he didn't know that he and Xiabingxrab were asked to do it in the future.
"Sir Bingcao, the ghost officials of our Onmyoji Division are all ghosts, and their bodies are floating. Even if we get up all the way, we can't even shake the winch. Only the Shuiguan line, most of whom have physical bodies, can use their strength. "
The head of the Yin and Yang Department spread his hands. This kind of thing was decided by the superiors, and he had nothing to do.
Since the development of Shinto, the division of powers and responsibilities has been very clear.
If this ghost door can be opened with magic power, then if someone from the Onmyoji Division is close to the water tower, if anyone inside has selfish motives and opens the ghost door without permission, big trouble will occur.
Only the person in charge of the ghost door cannot open the door, and the person who can open the ghost door cannot access the door.
This can ensure maximum safety.
The idea of this decree is naturally excellent, but for the little loach at this time, it is not good news.
It’s hard and tiring, there’s no reward, and you’ll be punished if something goes wrong.
Is there any more difficult job in the world than this?
Qiu Ping's mood became even worse, but what else could he do? We can only let the bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals turn the winch.
The winch can accommodate more than 200 people at a time, and the 500 shrimp soldiers and crab generals brought by Qiu Ping happened to be taking shifts.
"Then... you have been working hard these days, and I will try my best to get some benefits for you." Although Qiu Ping was not happy, it was still pretty good compared to the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who were about to work.
We are leaders. We cannot let leaders do such menial and tiring work.
right.
Thinking of this, Little Loach felt vaguely relieved.
"By the way, Lord Bing Cao, this is the jade slip that Lord Judge asked me to hand over to you. It says that it contains your next step of practice plan." The chief of Yin and Yang Division on the side suddenly seemed to remember something? He took out a jade slip from his sleeve.
A bad premonition flashed through Qiu Ping's head. After hesitating for a moment, he still reached out and took it.
A ray of soul came out, and a very brief message came out.
"For half a month, spin the two-realm winch for nine hours every day. If you are lazy, practice for an extra day."
"Snapped."
After Little Loach finished reading, the jade slip in his hand fell straight to the ground. He looked back at the winch that was like a hill, and his eyes went dark.
…
After the day's roundabout, Qiu Ping returned to the cabin temporarily assigned to him, trembling every step of the way.
Those who don’t know better think he was squeezed dry in some fireworks alley.
Little Loach lay heavily on the bed, staring blankly at the top of the room with a pair of dead fish eyes.
Next year...if I come here again next year, I will be your grandson!
When Little Loach thought about how he would have to turn the hill-like winch in the next half month, he really wanted to die.
Why is my life so miserable!
Other shrimps, soldiers and crabs can be rotated every four hours and rest during the remaining time.
But Little Loach has to work for nine hours every day, which means that he works more hours than everyone else combined!
The little loach cursed in his heart, and fell into a drowsy sleep while cursing.
What he didn't notice was that as he fell into sleep, the golden thread behind him moved forward slowly and firmly.
The void around him became thicker, and he subconsciously drilled, drilling and drilling. This instinct of drilling made him very relieved.
As he drilled the hole, his body disappeared into the void.
In his sleep, the little loach dreamed that he was back in the mirage swamp.
Warmth, comfort, and all stress is released.
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