"Master's orders!"
"Bury the pot and cook on the spot, rest where you are, and enter the Blood Dragon Valley in Shenshi!"
Zhou Dagu was awakened by the shout, opened his eyes, and saw a fire rising in front of him.
Shen Shi entered the Blood Dragon Valley?
Uncle Wang put the flint into his arms: "Boy, I know you have some skills. Stop hiding your secrets and make us something delicious!"
Zhou Dagu smiled and nodded, his eyes falling on Zhou Wu who was coming back from a distance.
I have no fighting power and no status. If I want to survive, I am afraid I can only rely on my father.
He looked around and saw that there were originally 110 people traveling, but three died on the way.
Encountered black bears, three more died, and six were left seriously injured.
Now there are only ninety-eight people left, including seven guards and one dead person.
Two more people needed to die.
How can you make your life more precious?
At this moment, Zhou Dagu was thinking about how to survive under the Second Young Master Zhao. Not to mention the warrior guards around him, the identity of the Second Young Master Zhao made him extremely fearful.
Da Yingguo, the son of Prime Minister Zhao.
Who is Prime Minister Zhao? Today is a big win. The late emperor has passed away long ago. The young emperor is only thirteen years old. The political power in the court is controlled by civil servants. Who do the civil servants listen to?
Listen to Prime Minister Zhao.
Not to mention whether you can kill the Second Young Master Zhao, but you can really kill the son of Prime Minister Zhao.
I'm afraid that if I leave Liangjie Mountain, it will be difficult to survive.
As for going to the demon barbarian and being a traitor.
Zhou Dagu considers himself a bad person, but he really doesn't want to be a traitor.
Zhou Wu sat next to Zhou Dagu, looked around, and pulled Zhou Dagu up: "Dagu, come here!"
He pulled Zhou Dagu aside and took out a pastry from his arms: "This is a tea snack given by the Second Young Master Zhao. My father is a rough man and doesn't like this stuff. Try it!"
Zhou Dagu picked up a piece and put it into his mouth. It was just mung bean cake.
He frowned and said, "Dad, I ate this food at my husband's place. It didn't taste good. You can eat it!"
Zhou Wu didn't believe it: "How come it doesn't taste good? Second Young Master Zhao likes to eat food, and you kid is starting to be picky about food too!"
He pinched a piece, and the sweet and greasy taste was something he had never tasted in his life.
After a lifetime of suffering, he tasted this taste for the first time and thought it tasted good: "I'll keep it for your sister!"
"Da Gu, Second Young Master Zhao is very happy. I don't know what he came to the Blood Dragon Valley to look for, but this is the Valley where the Demon King's blood was completed. There should be a lot of dangers. If you follow me later, if you really encounter something Things, please be careful and don’t be reckless!”
Zhou Dagu nodded, not knowing what he wanted to write.
This game is too difficult. It is only three hours away from Shenshi. Using the calculation of the previous life, it is six hours.
In six hours, what could he do to save his life?
Zhou Wu sat aside and babbled: "Don't blame dad for talking too much. You are just reckless. If you hadn't offended my husband, you wouldn't have taken a trip to the two worlds mountains. You see now you understand the benefits of going to school." !”
Zhou Dagu interrupted him: "Dad, what dangers do you think there are in Blood Dragon Valley?"
Zhou Wu looked around and saw that no one was approaching him: "Before your mother was pregnant with you, she was with the centurion. At that time, we came to the Blood Dragon Valley!"
"The Blood Dragon Valley is a drop of blood from the Demon Emperor. There is a dragon soul hidden in the blood. I heard that getting this drop of blood will be of great use!"
"However, this drop of blood is not alive. To make it come alive, more energy and blood are needed to activate it."
Zhou Dagu looked at his father. It turned out that this cheap father had his own plan in mind. It turned out that he was not the only one who guessed this.
"Then Second Young Master Zhao, let us two come, let us..."
"That won't happen!" Zhou Wu shook his head: "Second Master Zhao is a scholar. He can't do this kind of thing. He is probably looking for some treasure to make us work as coolies. We are military households and were naturalized during the Daying Dynasty. The Ministry of War has our files!"
"I hope so!"
"Who is Zhou Dagu?" Ah San stood on the stone beside the military house with his arms akimbo. These slaves always liked to be superior when talking to the people below.
Zhou Dagu stood up: "I am! It's me! The manager!"
"It's your boy! The master has arranged for you to prepare some food, hurry up!"
Zhou Dagu nodded: "Uncle Wang, help me light a fire!"
Ah San stood aside and watched.
The bearded Lao Wang started a fire.
Zhou Wu was cutting meat on the side.
Zhou Dagu is wearing meat skewers.
The sun passes through the water vapor and hangs above people's heads.
When people are cold, they always like to eat a full meal. Only when there is food in their stomach can they feel that they are hot.
Ah San took the meat skewers from Zhou Dagu's hand and walked flatteringly to the Second Young Master Zhao's camp.
The bearded man was indignant: "These bitches, just because they have a good master, show off their power in front of me. If they were in the military camp, I wouldn't look down on them! My nephew, you should read more books and win the first prize in the future. Let us do the same." Take a breath and raise your eyebrows!"
Zhou Dagu handed him a skewer of meat: "I'll try my best, hahaha!"
These two people are all the power he can use now. The most useful relationship in this world is that of fellow villagers.
Many people from the same hometown are related to each other. People live for reputation. No one will abandon this reputation and fight with fellow villagers.
"Dad, tell me what the second young master is looking for, and what do you want us people to do here!"
Zhou Wu remained silent: "I don't know!"
"Old Uncle Wang, you said we are here, what on earth does the Second Young Master want us to do?"
"How can I, a warrior, know this...how can I know this!"
Zhou Dagu approached them: "I really don't know, or do I dare not think about it?"
They are all those who survived the battlefield. After walking a few times between life and death, they would have died long ago if their brains were not clear enough!
Zhou Dagu has done this, there are some things between life and death, it is better to be vague.
He took out a notebook that Zhou Wu had begged for him from the centurion.
There is a military order from the Great Victory Country.
Before each expedition, a scholar is left in the army and a scholar is left in the military household.
This is proof that the military households risked their lives, and it is also the thoughts and hopes of the family.
Zhou Dagu held the book, which was his only hope of survival: "Uncle Wang, no matter what you do, it will be dangerous. Will you keep the book or not?"
The bearded old Wang was silent for a while.
Outside the Blood Dragon Valley, no one has any plans in mind.
But, this is the second son of Prime Minister Zhao’s family, can he do this?
A one-eyed soldier in the distance looked at it with his only intact eye: "Boy from the Zhou family, if you can write, write me a letter! No matter what you do, there is danger. Leave me a letter as a thought for your family. !”
Zhou Dagu squatted beside him holding a book: "Say!"
Junhu leaned on the stone next to him and looked at the blue sky: "My son, Goudan, take good care of your mother and the pigs at home. When the piglets are born, you must take good care of them. You will depend on them for your marriage in the future!" "
"If dad can't come back, you will be the backbone of the family. Your grandma is not in good health. Please go and check on her!"
The military household on the side leaned next to him: "Writing and ink are not easy, why are you talking about this? Write me a letter too!"
"Cui! I..."
Zhou Dagu held the notebook and remembered that these military households had good intentions. They were able to devote their lives to the Lianda Mountain. They should not have had this fate. They should not have lost their lives because of the future of a rich boy!
He remembered Junhu's words, and he wanted to stimulate the desire for survival in these people's hearts.
He just wanted to tell the people in the white tent over there.
What the hell is that?
The prince and general Xiang Ning have the guts!
