A long staff in the shape of a horse head came in, picked up the curtain, and walked in an old man with white hair and a small Mongolian braid. The old man could not tell how old he was, his eyes were red, with heavy bags of eyes, and his face was covered with wind and frost. He was wearing a sheepskin coat, which was not too early in the North of August. However, the coat was full of holes, insects and tear, revealing the colorful patchwork clothes inside, looking like a typical beggar.

"Who are you!" Huang Taiji said this and everyone was shocked.

This is the Khan's golden tent, which is the center of the entire Jin Kingdom. It is already a strange thing to let a beggar break in for no reason, not to mention that the beggar was shouting and even Tiancong Khan was ignored.

The Jurchen imperial guard immediately pulled out the Shun sword and protected Huang Taiji, while worried about what was going on outside the tent.

"I am Agula of Borjigit." The old beggar beaten with a long horse-headed staff, facing Huang Taiji with neither humility nor arrogant.

Huang Taiji retreated to the back and sat on the throne of the Khan King covered with fur, and also said in Mongolian saying: "How did you come in?"

"Here you come in." The old beggar paused with a long staff and took a step forward.

His step is full of power that is irresistible, just like his name.

Agula, the Mongolian mountain.

Borjigit is also the surname of the Golden Family, and is a descendant of Genghis Khan. Huang Taiji is very familiar with this surname because half of his concubines come from this family. It can be said that he used the influence of the Golden Family to connect Mongolia and Jurchens.

At least in terms of their strategic situation towards the Ming Dynasty, they are indeed together.

"Didn't you, a arrogant person, find that he is lying to you?" Agula stared at Huang Tianba, and the blood in his eyes swelled up, filled with anger and said, "What is your heart blinded? You can't recognize this as the most cunning fox on the grassland! Every hair on his body was already standing up to deceive the eagle in the sky, emitting a smell of fear."

Huang Tianba had never faced such pressure. He knew that his practice was not very high. In the face of the kind-hearted man's rapid progress, he could even be said to be a waste of talent and slow progress. However, even if the kind-hearted man killed his companions one by one, causing him to fall into fear and fear, he was not as good as the gaze of this old beggar.

This staring looked straight into Huang Tianba's heart.

He was completely unable to move.

Even the beating of eyelids cannot be achieved.

Huang Taiji also discovered this strangeness, but because he was not under the direct oppression of this old man, he could still maintain the dignity of some emperors. He only felt that a powerful force invaded his brain, making him unable to have any other thoughts except the old man's words.

Even fear cannot be done.

Huang Taiji remembered that he had pursued Han'er Lin Danhan and entered the grassland. Facing the vast grassland connected by heaven and earth, he also had this feeling.

"I know someone wants to change the destiny of heaven," the old man stared at Huang Tianba, "But I can't let such a person who rebels against the gods succeed! I want you to tell that person that those who dare to kill my blood will have to pay the price and bear the anger of the Changshengtian!"

Huang Tianba squirmed his lips, straightened his tongue hard, and spit out a word: "Yes..."

"Go!" The old man slapped his horse's long rod.

A circle of red light lit up from the bottom of the long staff and gradually spread out. But during the breathing, the ground was filled with red light. Huang Yuanba looked at the red light on the ground in horror, feeling his feet trembling, and his whole body seemed to be dragged in by the ground, and finally burst out with extremely terrifying screams.

The red light suddenly exploded, stabbing everyone present to close their eyes, and there was still a bright red like blood in front of them.

When the blood gradually dissipated, everyone slowly opened their eyes, and the old beggar and Huang Yuanba had lost their figures.

Huang Taiji sat in his sweat seat, and it took him a long time to hear a "click".

The sound seemed to have unlocked a lock in his heart, causing him to breathe heavily, and in an instant, he sweated like rain. Not only was he the Khan King, but even the elite guards who had been through many battles were just the same. Some people even knelt on the ground and vomited heavily.

Huang Taiji did not blame the guard who had dirty his carpet. He barely supported his exhausted body, stood up, and shouted: "Come!"

There were two thuds outside the door, and it was the sound of the guard falling to the ground.

Huang Taiji closed his eyes slightly, and when the strength in his body recovered a little, he said, "Go and call Bakesh."

Bakesh means "master" in Mongolian. For Jianzhou bandits with extremely low levels of education, they can be regarded as "Bakish" as long as they know the words. However, the guards all know that if Huang Taiji says "Bakish", they can only be the old man who is regarded as a treasure.

Erdeni.

Erdeni, who lived in the capital of Ying'e for generations, had a surname of Nalan, and was a member of Zhenghuang Banner. He followed the Qing Taizu Nurhaci to fight in the north and north in his early years. Because he was proficient in Mongolian, Chinese and Korean, his main position was "Record the Documents of Documents of Documents" and was given the title of "Bakish".

In order to strengthen the national presence, Nurhaci ordered Erdeni to create the Jurchen text.

The Jurchens used a text that imitated Chinese and Khitan in the early Ming Dynasty, but no one recognized this text in the middle of the Ming Dynasty. Later, they used Mongolian language to write Jurchen language. This made it impossible for Jurchens who did not understand Mongolian language to be able to read. It was Erdeni who used Mongolian language, combined with Jurchen pronunciation, and connected it into sentences to create the "old Manchu language" that can be used to make the meaning of the text.

In addition, Erdeni also began to translate many Chinese works into this Jurchen. In Huang Taiji's eyes, he is a "treasure" as his name is.

The old Erdeni was not willing to join the army, but he was a member of the Zhenghuang Banner, and Huang Taiji was the owner of the Lianghuang Banner, and he was his true "master". As a slave, Erdeni knew his status very well and would never be arrogant because there were things in his head that other Jurchens did not have.

Especially he was a person who died once.

Eight years ago, Erdeni was discovered by Nurhaci because of his private jewels. Nurhaci was furious and ordered the killing of him and his wife. Huang Taiji, who was still Bell at the time, secretly took action and found a head with a similar appearance to send it to him, and he saved his life.

"Master," Erdeni called out a thousand words, "I wonder what instructions do you have to call a servant late at night?"

Huang Taiji knew that the Bakish had slept early, so he couldn't care about it at this moment and said, "Bakish, have you heard of Agula of Borjijit?"

Erdeni lowered his head slightly, and after a long time he didn't speak, even making Huang Taiji think he was asleep while standing.

"I know him." Erdeni finally spoke, his voice trembling.

"Oh?" Huang Taiji suddenly became interested: "Tell me quickly and tell Ben Khan, what kind of person is he?"

Erdeni raised his already turbid eyes and asked without answering, "How did the master remember to ask him?"

"Because he came just now." Huang Taiji recalled the situation just now and shuddered all over his body.

Erdeni seemed to be more stimulating, and his whole body trembled. He actually forgot his duty as a slave. He looked up at Huang Taiji: "He is here? Is he himself?"

Huang Taiji calmed down and portrayed the old man who had just called himself Agula to Erdeni.

"But is there a horse-headed cane?" Erdeni asked.

"That's right," Huang Taiji said hurriedly, "Bakish quickly talks to Ben Khan, what is the origin of this man? Why did Bakish know him? Why could he make even Ben Khan's bravest Bayala unable to compete?"

"Because..." Erdeni raised his hand and wiped away the sweat from his forehead. "He is a mountain. a mountain that mortals cannot reach!"

Huang Taiji leaned forward and asked, "Is he Zhezhe's father?"

Zhezhe was the daughter of Manggusi, the great lord of the Korchin tribe of Mongolia. At the age of 16, he married Huang Taiji as his wife. When he was married, Huang Taiji led his subordinates from Hetuara City and traveled north for more than 300 miles to Huerqi Mountain City in Huifa tribe, where he killed cows and sheep to hold a grand wedding ceremony and marriage ceremony. In the eleventh year of destiny, Huang Taiji inherited the throne of Khan and named Zhezhe the "Great Concubine". After her death, people could only call her Empress Xiaoduanwen.

Zhezhe, whose surname is Borjigit.

Erdeni shook his head: "He is the uncle of Mangus' great-grandfather."

Huang Taiji calculated the age of Mangusi and shouted in surprise: "How could someone live so long?" For the Jurchens with an average lifespan of less than 30 years, Nurhaci, as a god from heaven, had already been extremely long. It was difficult for them to understand that someone could live beyond 100 years old.

In fact, Agula, as the uncle of Manggus' great-grandfather, was at least 140 years old. This number even exceeded Huang Taiji's imagination.

"Why have I never heard of such a long-lived person?" Huang Taiji had read many books confidently, and he had to believe that he had never heard of such a shining person.

"I'm afraid even Mangusi's father doesn't know him." A covet came out from the corner of Erdeni's mouth. He was too old to often leak out water when he spoke. However, at this moment, he didn't bother to wipe it, but just took a breath and said, "When he was very young, he followed a shaman to the depths of the grassland and desert, serving the heaven of immortality with all his heart."

The question returned to Huang Taiji's previous focus: "How did you know him?"

"Reply to the master's words," Erdeni lowered his head, but his voice became more abrupt. "When a slave was young, he had the honor to study with him for three years."

Huang Taiji looked at the old Bakesh again, took two steps to the Khan seat, and stepped forward to hold Erdeni's hand: "Ben Khan wants to find him."

...

Huang Yuanba lost consciousness in the red light. When he woke up, he found himself in the vast grassland, surrounded by cold wind and murderous wolf howls.

As the world's number one talisman master, Huang Yuanba quickly locked the talisman in his hand, looked around, looking for the monster he could not compete with at all. In the end, he found nothing. After carefully recalling the strange situation just now, he felt a little confused: That man is so strong, wouldn't he just go to Dalinghe City if he wants to trouble a kind person? Why should he throw himself in such a ghost place?

——Well, yes! He actually didn’t know where the kind guy was!

Huang Yuanba's meticulous thinking quickly came to a conclusion that seemed quite reliable: he was playing the trick of Lao Ma to know the way. When I really went to find the Hou Yaodao, he followed me. However, he did not count one less. I knew that the Hou Yaodao was 80% in Dalinghe, but with the Hou Yaodao's nature of not playing according to the routine, it is likely that it would fall into some "twenty percent".

Huang Yuanba sat down on the spot, regardless of the dewdrops on the night grass wet their pants, and secretly thought: I want to take the merits of the dragon's revival. Even if I don't take a boat with the Mao Yaodao, I must not watch the fall of the Ming border. It seems that I can't go to Daling River. Not only can I not go to Daling River, but even Shanhaiguan is a bit too eye-catching. If this monster is led away, it will probably be a big deal.

Huang Yuanba thought for a moment, and the idea of ​​going back to Maoshan first arose in his mind. He thought that the master wanted to find a kind person and would never waste time in an irrelevant place.

——Slow down!

Huang Yuanba was about to crush the return to the city and fly back to Maoshan, but suddenly thought: So what if I go back to Daling River? If the kind-hearted man is not here, then the master may not have destroyed the city. Otherwise, what would he have done two years ago? Taking advantage of Huang Taiji's attack to Beijing City last year, he would have just demolished the capital? If the kind-hearted man was in Daling River, he probably would have killed the kind-hearted man alone. Hey, since the demon Taoist is confident that he will change his fate, why not see how lucky he has?

The talisman master made up his mind, changed a talisman, and gently squeezed it. Suddenly, blue light surrounded him, wrapped him into the sky, and flew towards the east.

Just where Huang Yuanba was just now, an old man slowly appeared in the phantom. The old man's eyes were red, and in this dark world, he was like two red lights.

Agula looked up at the direction where the meteor was moving away, and took a step to chase. Every step he took was old, as if he would fall down at any time. However, the scenery on both sides of him flashed back quickly. The leisurely speed was approaching the fastest speed of Qian Yiqun's shaking, Feng Xingzhu, and Maneuvering.

...

Huang Yuanba's return to the city talisman was not back to Dalinghe City, but the Jurchen camp. After he was kidnapped, his camp was empty.

No one expected that he would have the courage to come back here.

Because no one believes that someone will ignore his wealth and life for money and fall into danger.

It was precisely this idea that Huang Yuanba successfully got his Qiankun bag, Taoist robe and robes, and some painted talismans. He packed it up in the tent openly and walked out of the tent.

He went in and out of the Jurchen camp several times these days, but he was recognized by the Jurchens. Not many people knew that the Khan wanted to capture him, and more people even bowed politely when they saw him.

Huang Yuanba responded one by one, and when he arrived at a place invisible to the patrol, he quickly cast the ground-breaking talisman and penetrated into the soil and headed towards Dalinghe City.

When he came out of the soil, his neck suddenly became cold and his blade fell on his neck.

"Ah ha!"

A voice that made Huang Yuanba hate, hate, fear, expectation and entanglement sounded from behind him.

The kind-hearted Qian Yiqun who can make him so complicated is naturally the kind-hearted Qian Yiqun.

"Why is Master Huang coming now?" Qian Yiqun saw Huang Yuanba, put away the Jieyin Sword in his hand and said, "You should have arrived two days earlier than me, right?"

Huang Yuanba was shocked and turned around and said without hiding his ferocity: "It's all your fault! My 10,000 taels of silver is now wasted, do you replenish me?"

"I thought you would take it when you came back." Qian Yiqun said indifferently.
To be continued...