"I'm not Fu Yang. I'm not the Lord Baihe that you mentioned." Ning Nanyou curled his laughter, but a trace of coldness appeared in his eyes. The expression on his face became cold. He turned around and walked down the mountain.

Qianxun followed in a hurry and kept saying after him: "Shenjun... How could you enter the sacred mountain of Nanyundu if you weren't? This is the forbidden area in the capital. Apart from the monks and the master who guarded the mountain, you are the only one who can enter."

Ning Nanyou glanced at him with his eyes and sneered: "Since except for the monks, I and you Lord can enter this sacred mountain, why are you here too?"

Qianxun touched his head, was stunned for a while before answering, "Because... I am also a monk here. But... the master author allowed me not to shave my hair, and I could freely enter and exit the sacred mountain."

Ning Nanyou no longer talked to him, and his heart became more and more irritable. He couldn't listen to his words and moved towards the bottom of the mountain faster.

Qianxun continued to ask: "Sheng! Sheng, don't leave. How did you enter Nanyundu? And how did you come to the sacred mountain?"

Ning Nan said silently, speeding up the escape.

Qianxun hurriedly said, "Shenjun! Where are you going? If you want to leave the sacred mountain, it is impossible to walk alone. The sacred mountain is on the top of the clouds... If you don't cast spells, you can't get out."

Ning Nanyou stopped, felt annoyed, turned around and stared at him hard: "If you talk more, try it."

Qianxun was frightened by his fierce eyes and stood there in a daze, not daring to continue following.

Ning Nan was worried and uneasy. The more he ran down the mountain, the deeper the clouds and mist gradually blocked his way forward. He wanted to escape from this dream as soon as possible, and thought of Fu Yang's face, and became more and more angry.

Qianxun, who was standing on the mountain and watching all this, felt a sense of shock. Looking at Ning Nanyou's cold and angry look just now, Qianxun vaguely guessed that his son-in-law did not remember his memories, nor did he recover his divine body as the rumors said, nor did he know why he came to the divine mountain inexplicably.

Qianxun quickly adjusted his thoughts, and his pupils turned very quickly. After a while, he remembered something and quickly turned around and ran towards the mountain. He thought that he should inform Qianshan of the news quickly and notify the master of the city.

At that time, Ning Nanyou, who was standing among the clouds and mist, was at a loss when he suddenly felt dizzy in front of him, and his feet were also reversed. He stumbled for a few steps, and he lost strength between his calves. He straightened his body and fell to the stone steps of the mountain road, hitting the hard rocks, and instantly rolled towards the thicker clouds and mist at the foot of the mountain.

In this moment, he felt dizzy, and in the next moment, he was swallowed by the severe pain that followed and fainted.

Ning Nanyou didn't know how he escaped from the Laoshizi Mountain, but he only remembered that he seemed to have been sleeping for a long time. When he opened his eyes, he returned to the tent of the military camp.

"General? What's wrong with you? Why are you sleeping for so long? Your face looks so ugly?"

The questioning of the deputy general came from his ears. Ning Nanyou covered his painful brain and squinted his eyes and looked at the side of the couch. He saw a figure standing in the candlelight bleaching, bent over, looking at him with a worried look on his face.

Ning Nanyou covered his forehead and said extremely uncomfortable: "Where am I?"

When the deputy general heard this, he was stunned and said strangely: "General, is this your military account?"

Ning Nanyou reacted and looked back at him, and said in a silence: "When is it? What's the point of finding me?"

The deputy general said: "It's the second half of the night now. I took the initiative to disturb you because the Huns seemed to have any abnormal movements in the border town. Should the general summon the sentry to ask about the situation? In addition... the scout who followed General Qian Hui had successfully escaped from Huling Hill and rushed to the army at night. General, do you want to see him?"

Ning Nanyou rubbed his temples, feeling his eyes constantly dizzy and black, so he frowned and said, "Okay... go and call the sentry who was inquiring about the border city and the scouts beside Qian Hui. I want to ask."

The deputy general nodded and replied, "Here, I will go and invite them to the camp."

Then, he turned around and prepared to leave. He took two steps, but stopped again, retreated, bowed to him and said, "General, do you want me to ask a military doctor to take your pulse? You seem to have a bad face."

Ning Nanyou waved his hand and refused weakly: "Don't waste time. I'm fine. Just call people, military affairs are more important."

The deputy general wanted to speak but stopped, and finally swallowed the words helplessly and replied, "Here... I will take my leave first."

Ning Nanyou lowered his head, supported his head with his hands, and endured his dizziness and nausea. He stood up until the deputy general left the camp, forcing himself to take a deep breath. After a while, he gradually woke up.

His dream was too real. Ning Nanyou moved a little and felt extremely sore all over his body, as if he had really rolled down from a high stairs, and his shoulders, waist, and calves were filled with unbearable pain.

He rubbed his sore knees, got up from the couch with difficulty, and limped to the mat behind the table. The two hand stoves that Yue Chong specially sent him were no longer hot, leaving only a little warmth to warm his palms.

Ning Nanyou sighed, put the hand stove aside, looked at the bamboo slips piled up on the desk, and felt even more depressed. He held the wolf pen and stared at the inkstone in a daze. He couldn't help but think of the scene in his dream and what he saw - the young man named Qianxun.

Ning Nanyou thought about it and felt that his dream was ridiculous and ridiculous. How could it be him who said that the Baihe God Lord Fu Yang? Such a dream is so funny. Every time he wakes up from the dream, he feels it is extremely real, as if he has really been to those places and seen those people.

His thoughts were confused and he paused for a long time, and he didn't even hear the sound of the deputy general leading the man in from outside the tent.

Until a rapid cry sounded in his ears, he suddenly pulled himself back to reality. He looked up in shock, his eyes were empty and dull, and he looked forward blankly, his breath was weak, and he asked weakly: "Who?"

The deputy general was frightened by his appearance and immediately stretched out his hand to sway in front of him, asking, "What's wrong with you? Is it me? I'm Li Yue..."

Ning Nanyou frowned and saw clearly the person in front of him. He said in a daze: "I, I'm sleeping a little confused. It's okay. Li Yue, have you brought someone? Tell me about the situation."

The deputy general said with a worried look on his face: "Lord, don't be stubborn. I'll invite a military doctor to you."

Before Ning Nanyou could speak, the young man in front of him had already rushed out of the camp and ran out.

In the tent, the sentry and scout stared at each other, looking puzzled.

Ning Nanyou supported his head, raised his eyes and looked down at the court. With the faint candlelight on the side, he looked at the appearance of the two soldiers in front of him, and then asked the tall and thin young man standing on the left: "Are you the one around Qian Hui?"

The tall and thin young man was suddenly asked, woke up immediately, looked at the Junhou who was sitting behind the case, saluted and asked, "Report to the general, you are the subordinates."

Ning Nanyou nodded and said, "What's the situation in Huling Hill?"

The young soldier said: "At this moment, General Qian Hui commanded thousands of troops hidden in the mountains to attack the Xiongnu soldiers who were defending the mountain. The defending army of Shanhe County also quietly went out of the city to climb the mountain and went to support him. General Qian said... Huling Hill supports up to five days, and I hope you can fight quickly."

Ning Nanyou said, "Okay. I understand. Since you have escaped from Huling Hill, please stay in the camp and stand by. I will reply to Qian Hui in a different way. It's late at night, you should be tired and go and rest."

The scout was stunned and hesitated, "Report to General Cheqi and Cavalry... I, I want to go back to Huling Hill and stay by General Qian Hui's side."

Ning Nanyou was a little surprised, raised his eyes, looked at the soldier seriously again, remained silent for a while, and whispered: "If you want to serve your General Qian Hui in the future, listen to my words and stay in the tent for a good rest. After five days, I will definitely let you return to his side."

The young man did not dare to refute his words, but seemed not satisfied with the result. He silently retreated aside without saying a word, but did not retreat, as if he wanted to wait for another sentry in the room to leave.

Ning Nanyou noticed his thoughts and said in a deep voice: "If you are not relieved..."

He thought about it over and over again and said, "I will leave it to you to do the matter of replying to Qian Hui. After the work is completed, stay with peace of mind."

The young man was stunned and nodded immediately and said, "The general's entrustment will do his best to complete it."

Ning Nanyou waved at him and signaled him to come to him. He attached himself to the young man's ear and said a few words softly, which made the young man look surprised. Ning Nanyou stared at him and asked seriously: "Can you do what I said?"

The young man seemed to be frightened and a little disbelief. He was stunned for a long time and asked tremblingly: "General, don't worry, will you hand over such an important task to his subordinates? Subordinates, subordinates..."

Ning Nanyou's face was calm, but his tone was sincere: "I know you are not at ease with Qian Hui. If you don't leave this matter to you, you may not be able to stay in my army safely. Go, I believe you."

This young man had never seen a high-ranking general who could speak so carefully, gently and kindly, and even Qian Hui did not respect him so much

Trust him. So he immediately said: "I will fulfill my mission."

Ning Nanyou raised his eyebrows slightly, reached out and patted his shoulder: "Go."

The young man nodded suddenly and withdrew from the account with high ambition.
Chapter completed!