Chapter 274
The fat cat had fallen asleep now, with his eyes closed tightly, but he still unconsciously put his four paws on the shoulders of the tree, hanging on it like a koala, unable to shake it off no matter how hard he shook it off.
Since Qiao Mu jumped 300 years in a dream that day and died as a peerless master, as soon as the cat came out of the shadow, he rolled his eyes and fell asleep when he smelled the smell.
Before falling asleep, he didn't forget to put his hands on Qiao Mu's shoulders and press them tightly against Qiao Mu's neck. His nose occasionally twitched slightly unconsciously.
However, Qiao Mu didn't care. When the fat pig fell asleep, it was a great opportunity to touch it.
This sleep lasted a month.
For a month, the fat cat's whole body was covered with trees. In the end, the hair all over his body seemed to be glowing, and the trees used it as a scarf.
Don't tell me, it's quite warm.
The only bad thing is that this fat cat occasionally drools when sleeping, which is really hard to bear.
"After sleeping for a month, there should be some big changes, right? Are you trying to repay a favor?"
Qiao Mu thought casually and put his hands together:
"Bless the immortals of Dao Dao Sect, don't turn into a tank..."
While he was playing with the cat at the table, the door of the inn was pushed open, and several more old soldiers with gray hair on their temples walked in and exchanged pleasantries with Hai Siyuan and others.
One month after Emperor Wu Ping took the throne, the world was in chaos, and the Dayan Dynasty basically lost its ability to control the other eight states.
While the court was in a hurry and had no time to care, Qiao Mu, Hai Siyuan and others spent a month visiting various parts of Zhongzhou, looking for old soldiers who had emerged from the once isolated city.
There were more than two hundred veterans who went to the imperial capital to defect to Hai Wuya. Although the number was large, it was not all of them.
At this time, in An'an Town in Zhongzhou, three hundred veterans from the past gathered together again and recounted a drastic change that had occurred in the imperial city.
More than two hundred old soldiers, led by Hai Siyuan and Li Changshi, have been charged with the crime of regicide.
Although Yan Taizu maintained great restraint and did not harm his family, it was naturally impossible to let go of this group of regicide rebels.
Therefore, if the three hundred old soldiers continue to stay in Zhongzhou, they will inevitably face the encirclement and suppression by the imperial army when the imperial court calms down.
This is a battle between the imperial court and the rebels, and it will not change due to Yan Taizu's personal attitude.
The crime of regicide will naturally lead to death.
It was Hai Siyuan and more than two hundred veterans who took action.
But the remaining dozens of veterans must naturally take precautions to avoid being implicated.
At this point, all the veterans who came out of the isolated city were reunited.
"I never expected that I would come back to this city after going all over the place..." An old soldier looked at the stone city in Li Changshi's hand and sighed:
"This trip will leave Zhongzhou. Three hundred people are too ostentatious, and we have to stay in this stone city for most of the time."
"After leaving Zhongzhou, do you have somewhere to go?" Qiao Mu asked.
"Yes." Hai Siyuan nodded:
"My father once asked an old friend to buy a villa in Linhe Prefecture in Southwest China during his lifetime, which is enough to house hundreds of people."
"Southwestern State is a mountainous land. It is said to have 100,000 mountains. It is vast and sparsely populated, which is perfect for us... rebels to hide."
"Looking back now, it's probably because he knew he didn't have much time left, so he had some backup options."
"So, what about after going to Southwest State? Will you hide there and spend the rest of your life?" Qiao Mu asked again.
Hai Siyuan hesitated to speak, and finally fell silent.
In fact, they had no intention of regicide before ascending to the Golden Palace.
The assassination in the palace was not a well-planned rebellion, but a natural choice due to changes in the current situation.
Therefore, Hai Siyuan and others do not have a clear plan for what to do next or what their plans are for the future.
In the past few days, more and more veterans have gathered in this small town, but most of them were chatting, discussing the current corrupt situation in Kyushu, and they were worried.
After assassinating Emperor Yonghe, they lost their direction and felt at a loss.
Now they have lost their status as unofficial officials of Dayanwu and have become key criminals captured by the imperial court. Zhongzhou seems vast, but they don't know where they are going.
It is true to say that with the death of Emperor Yonghe, most of the barriers in his heart have been eliminated.
But everyone knows who was the culprit for the near-total destruction of the 100,000-strong army in the past...
The Dao Dao Sect will never be destroyed, and the hearts of these three hundred old soldiers will always remain in that desert. How can they disarm and return to their fields?
Qiao Mu looked at the reactions of Hai Siyuan and others, and he roughly understood.
He thought for a moment and said:
"Have you ever heard of the Immortal Defeating Army?"
Hai Siyuan and others were startled at first.
Then all the veterans in the inn looked over unconsciously.
How could they forget the word "Destroy the Immortal Army"?
When they were still in the isolated city, the Qiao family used a lie to defeat the Immortal Army, pretending that the Great Yan reinforcements were coming, and deceived their entire city, sweeping away the decadence of the past.
"What does Mr. Qiao mean when he suddenly mentioned defeating the Immortal Army?" Hai Siyuan smiled bitterly:
"The Immortal Defeating Army was just a lie that I agreed with the Qiao family to deceive the entire city."
"Yes, Defeating the Immortal Army is indeed a lie." Qiao Mu said in a deep voice:
"There has never been an army of conquering immortals in this world. The officers and soldiers of Dayan lost their will to fight forty years ago. The king has surrendered, so how can the soldiers still have the will to fight?"
The veterans smiled bitterly.
There has never been an army of conquering immortals in this world, only the Qiao family.
The people who broke into the desert were the Qiao family, not Dayan's soldiers.
They already knew this.
Only Hai Siyuan raised his eyebrows, vaguely aware of something, and looked up at Qiao Mu.
Qiao Mu stood up at this time and looked at the old veterans filling the inn:
"The Immortal-Destroying Army never existed in this world before, but from today on, the Immortal-Destroying Army exists."
"Since you are no longer Da Yan's soldiers, do you dare to join our Immortal Defeating Army and become enemies of the Nine Immortal Sects?"
The old soldiers looked at each other in unison, and there was light gradually in their cloudy old eyes.
As one member of the Qiao family died in the battle one after another, they had gained a prestige that no one could match in the minds of these veterans.
If there is any warrior in this world who is qualified to raise the banner of "Conquering the Immortal Army", then in their hearts, it is undoubtedly the Qiao family.
"Why don't you dare? I have been fighting with strangers all my life, and now I just have to fight for a few more years." An old soldier puffed his beard and glared.
Don't be impatient yet. "Qiao Mu raised his hand and pressed down softly, and the noise of the old soldiers around him suddenly disappeared.
Taking advantage of the crowd, Qiao Mu was also ready to speak frankly and tell all the ugly things.
He is now 675 years old. He is no longer young, and he does not hold the overly idealistic idea of "sacrifice yourself so that no one will have to die."
For example...he couldn't save Hai Wuya's life.
All the hard work and three hundred years of time only extended Hai Wuya's life by a day and a half and gave him a different way to die.
He didn't die in a prison, or in a cold palace, but in the early morning sunshine, on a crowded street, surrounded by veterans such as Hai Siyuan.
"Becoming an enemy of the Immortal Sect is, of course, a fool's errand. It cannot happen overnight." Qiao Mu said calmly:
"And I can't promise you victory, nor can I promise to save your lives. If you join, many people will die on the battlefield."
The old soldiers were startled for a moment.
They had never heard of such mobilization in the army. There were no heroic words, but they first mentioned the matter of dying in battle.
"Mr. Qiao is joking, which coach can guarantee that no one under his command will die in battle and that he can always win and be undefeated?" Hai Siyuan said with a smile:
"Isn't it just a war? Who would be a coward? A coward would have died in the desert long ago."
"I'm not afraid of death. I'm just afraid that the gap between immortals and mortals is too big and my death will be meaningless. Since Mr. Qiao is here to carry the flag, how dare we not die in service?"
"Come on, come on, get some wine, the Immortal Defeating Army has been established today, it's a revelation!"
The innkeeper was also a family member of the Western Army. At this moment, he took out all the inventory from the wine cellar, and the aroma of wine filled the entire inn.
The old soldiers were in high spirits and soon got drunk. They held their arms and sang military songs from those days.
Qiao Mu was very calm.
What he is doing today is not just as simple as finding a new goal for the veterans who have lost their direction.
"The human way of boundless sea is not the martial way of a warrior holding up the sky with a single tree." Qiao Mu thought:
"Spring is when a hundred flowers bloom, and when many warriors practice martial arts together, that's what Hai Wuya wants to see."
"If I alone am powerful, what's the point of the Humanity Sutra?"
In fact, Qiao Mu is also preparing for his own death.
Today's arbor can be said to have been tempered into steel, with "gold" as its pseudonym.
But even if it is steel, it is not indestructible. It can stop the sword and the body, but it cannot stop the hydraulic press.
The road ahead is bound to be tortuous. Even Qiao Mu, who is now 675 years old, cannot guarantee that the next time he wakes up from his dream, he will still be awake and rational.
There are a total of five chains in the longevity lock in my heart, and currently only the last two are left.
It can be expected from the current rules that every time the chain is broken, the length of the dream will increase geometrically.
So what if the chain is completely broken?
So what he did today was to light a fire.
If he burns out the fire and fire, he can still pass the flame to others.
If one day even he sinks and becomes disheartened, there will always be others who come after him.
"Drink, drink."
He drank with the old soldiers and drank a glass of wine, but he was not very drunk in his heart.
Qiao Mu raised his wine glass and was about to drink it when suddenly he saw the fat cat sleeping on his shoulder drooling, almost dripping into the wine glass.
Qiao Mu looked down and found that the clothes on his shoulders were already wet.
"This fat pig..." Qiao Mu frowned. He grabbed the fat cat's chubby cheeks and wiped the wet areas on his clothes twice.
Unexpectedly, when he moved like this, the demon cat Wuchang seemed to be awakened by his movements. His eyelids were half-closed and about to open.
As his eyelids opened, the cat's body seemed to expand and change slightly.
"Huh? Are you really going to change your form to repay your kindness?"
Qiao Mu then stood up and left the table early, found an empty guest room on the second floor of the inn, rubbed his hands and started waiting.
"I hope this pig demon becomes more beautiful, and never turns into a tank... Oh no, this is a cat demon..."
In the light, the fat cat, whose belly was almost stretched to the ground, gradually changed, becoming bigger and bigger, and its original hair gradually turned into smooth skin.
In a short period of time, it had transformed into a graceful girl.
The girl looks about fifteen years old, with slightly childish cheeks and a little baby fat. Her smooth blond hair is spread out on the back of her head, and two furry cat ears are vaguely erected in the hair, which is similar to the cat shape. It looks quite easy to pinch.
Qiao Mu was not polite either.
He immediately stepped forward and pinched his cheeks, then lightly touched the cat ears. He felt the cat ears jump in his hand, and the feeling was no different from when Wu Chang was still in cat form.
"He's not fat yet? The Taoist Sect's Immortal really repays his grievances directly. He'll have some fun when he beats him to death in the future." Qiao Mu clicked his tongue in surprise.
After this fat cat transformed, it can only be said that there is a little baby fat left on the face, and it is a bit chubby, but it is not a round face.
But when he glanced down, he couldn't hold himself tight.
I could see that this girl had a large bulge in her belly, and when combined with her cheeks and limbs, which had no fat on her face, she looked a bit weird.
Pure twigs bear fruit.
It's just that the fruit is in the wrong place. At first glance, it looks like she has been pregnant for several months.
"Xing, it's too much punishment. Who taught you to become like this?" Qiao Mu put a hand on his forehead.
As soon as Catwoman opened her eyes, she pressed herself against Qiao Mu, put her nose on Qiao Mu's neck and sniffed gently, and kept shouting:
"Jo...Jo...Jojo, Jojo...Jojojo."