"Reckless man, you are hurting me." Zhang Guifang was supported by the soldiers and pointed at Meng Chang and cursed angrily.
The flesh on his hunky body was torn, and even though he was strong and strong, he was so painful that he had just been hit with a military stick.
Mengchang didn't take it seriously. He told you a long time ago that you will inevitably be punished afterwards. You agreed to it yourself.
Just now, Chonghou Hu was furious and beat the five generals under his tent with a military stick. Li Jing and Meng Chang joined hands and killed the leopard-legged soldiers who pursued too deeply in front of the formation.
Zhao Bing and Chen Qi worked together to kill the hornmen behind them, and Zhang Guifang even used a soul-dropping technique, which directly knocked out the soul of Yuan Futong's eldest son Yuan Shouren.
These four people each have sixty military sticks. Even though they are physically strong, some of them are comparable to those at the peak of the military. They are also complaining endlessly.
The first offender, Meng Chang, was not only the mastermind, but also ignored military orders and attacked rashly. Fortunately, he was spared death due to his meritorious service. However, disobeying military orders is an unpardonable crime.
Chonghou Hu personally used a hundred military sticks to punish him, which also made Meng Chang grin in pain.
By the way, since awakening these strange abilities, my injuries have not healed. I have either abused myself or been beaten. Could it be that it is like the five disadvantages and three deficiencies mentioned in Taoism, and my fate is in conflict with the injury?
"General Zhang, what is this? Think about it carefully. According to Chonghou's temper, what is the usual punishment for disobeying military orders?"
"Just dozens of military sticks, this proves that Chonghou is happy."
"Disobedience to military orders will definitely be punished. Not fighting is not enough to convince the public. But now that the punishment is over, how do you think Chonghou will handle this merit?"
After Zhang Guifang heard this, he was immediately happy. It was strange that this reckless man still had such brains. He then smiled and asked his soldiers to carry him back to the camp.
"Marquis Chong, they have disobeyed the military order. Since ancient times, the merits and demerits have not been equal to each other, so you just gave them a slap with a military stick?"
Mei Luan didn't understand. When did the punishment for violating military law become so painless? It was just a beating. It wasn't like they had never been beaten before. With their physique, they could just lie down for two days.
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"You really think so?" Chong Houhu looked in disbelief. This kid has never been so stupid before.
"Yes, Lord Marquis, even if you don't blame the public, you will be severely punished for this crime."
"Hmm...what kind of severe punishment do you think?"
Mei Luan was overjoyed and immediately said: "Master Marquis, you must be executed according to the law and hang your head outside the gate as a warning to others."
Chonghou Hu looked at Mei Luan quietly without saying a word, which made Mei Luan's heart tremble.
"Come here, drag General Mei out and punish him with sixty military sticks."
"As a fellow soldier, when I saw them disobeying military orders, I didn't know how to dissuade them and allowed them to commit crimes. I will be punished for the same crime."
Amid Mei Luan's cries of injustice, Chong Houhu pinched his tight brows and felt his head ache.
This is the future of Chongcheng.
With the support of Meng Zhu, Mengchang, who had already turned around, happily stepped forward. Seeing Mei Luan's angry eyes and shrill screams, he was in a good mood.
He threw Meng Zhu away and walked towards his tent with a smile.
"Brother Zhu, it's said that Yuan Futong's son died, but he didn't react at all?"
"Yes, we sent an envoy earlier to exchange General Luan and all the young masters for Yuan Shouren's body."
"Huh? What about the others? The rebels are still locked in?"
"No movement yet."
"Hey, this doesn't make sense. Yuan Futong's eldest son died and all he wanted was to get his body back. Wouldn't he do something else?"
"I don't know."
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After helping Meng Chang back to the couch, Meng Zhu skillfully took out various medicines for wounds, wounds, and internal injuries from the medical basket. After carefully screening them, he pondered for a moment, picked up a small yellow jar, and opened Meng Chang's medicine. He tasted the clothes and started rubbing them.
"It doesn't matter whether he is angry or not, but you. Don't disobey the Marquis again in the future, and don't do such dangerous things again."
"When you came out, Uncle Xiong asked me to take care of you young ones. Now that Awei is dead, Xiao Shitou is also dead, and Yu is injured and staying in the village, it's just you and me left here."
"I know you are stronger than me. Often those who drown during the spring tide are those fools who claim to be good at water. Everyone calls you a fool, but I know that you are smarter than anyone else."
"I can't teach you anything, I can only do trivial things and help you as much as possible."
"But, taste, I can still help you with these small things, but no one can help you on the battlefield. Listen to my brother's advice and don't do those dangerous things in the future."
"We are all still young, and we can't take all the credit."
Meng Zhu was nagging a little. Among the children, he and Meng Chang's brother Meng Hun were the eldest. He had watched these younger brothers grow up, and he was the last person to want to see anything happen to his younger brother.
"Brother Zhu, in my eyes, you are just like my elder brother. Don't worry, I am sensible."
Meng Chang accepted this love and did not dislike Meng Zhu's nagging at all. He was ignorant in his previous life and always felt that preaching was useless. Only those who dare to fight and fight in the world can have a future.
It wasn't until I was 30 years old that I traveled through time, encountered a lot of trouble, and was further and further away from my dream, then I realized that the care of people around me is more important than career.
The tree wants to be still but the wind doesn't stop.
After applying the herbal medicine, Meng Zhu chatted a few more words before getting up and walking out. He repeatedly told Meng Chang not to move too much and to rest and recover before practicing again.
'Oh, luckily Yuan Shouren was killed, otherwise this wave would have been a big loss. Why didn't such a powerful little snake use its skills? '
Meng Zhu lay down on the couch and took out a leather scroll made of dog skin. This was the characteristic of the monster in the Classic of Mountains and Seas that he had specially copied.
After looking through all the scrolls, I still couldn't find any record of this small, slender, red snake, so I just gave up and fell into a deep sleep.
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It's late at night.
"kill!"
Suddenly, there were overwhelming shouts of killing outside the tent. Meng Chang woke up and subconsciously got up and immediately picked up the various weapons on the shelf.
"It was the rebels who killed..."
Mengchang was stunned. He originally thought that rebels and demons were attacking the camp, but he opened the curtain and found out.
The setting sun is like blood, the earth is cracked, and smoke and fire are everywhere. There are giants that cover the sky and various gods, demons and beasts, and there are also eight-foot-tall giants holding weapons and fighting with a group of tigers, bears, leopards, wolves and other wild beasts.
Not far away, a winged dragon soared high in the clouds and mist, wielding thunder and lightning, and was engaged in an earth-shattering battle with an eight-winged and eight-armed demon god in the sky.
'What...what is this? '
"Brother Zhu, Brother Zhuo! Where are everyone? Where are we?"
Mengchang looked around blankly. Two waves of 'savages' wearing animal skins and holding stone axes and bronze swords were fighting crazily.
This is not Yancheng, and I am not in the Chongcheng camp of the coalition forces. What is this place?
The 'savages' who were charging around him turned a blind eye to him, and all the attacks with flying swords penetrated and scratched through his body.
It's as if I don't belong here, just an invisible light and shadow.
"Is this a dream? But why should I have such a dream? What is the scene in this dream?"
As soon as the screen turned, the original bloody fighting scene disappeared.
All he saw in front of him was the demon god who had just fought against Ying Long in the sky.
This demon god was covered in blood, and the high temperature steaming from his body actually distorted the air around him.
Under the eight arms, he wielded weapons that were obviously superior to those besieging everyone, and slaughtered them bloodyly in the charge of the iron-eating beasts below.
Everyone was afraid of the power of the devil and used various roadblocks and traps to trap him.
With eight arms waving, each hand and each weapon struck with the power of breaking a mountain. None of the boulders, horses, or thick copper baffles could block the Demon God's proud figure.
Mengchang looked at the terrifying demon god and wondered why these abilities looked so familiar. He couldn't help but murmured: "The iron-eating beast is the mount, Chi...Chi You."
As if he heard someone calling him, the demon turned his head and looked at Meng Chang angrily.
It was obvious that he was a ball of light and shadow without substance, but the demon's glowing red eyes seemed to see him through the heavy fog, roaring at Meng Chang, saying words he couldn't understand, and then continued to fight.
After just one look at each other, Meng Chang was struck by Chi You's eyes full of murderous intent. Goosebumps rose up all over his body in shock, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
The surrounding light gradually faded away, and everything turned into nothingness.
Just when Mengchang was wondering what was going to happen here, three huge human faces poked out from the darkness, stretched out from their necks like snake bodies, and flew around Mengchang, like three cats playing with mice. He looked at Meng Chang with playful eyes and said unknown words, as if he was afraid of something behind him.
Perhaps knowing that Meng Chang didn't understand, a human face spit out a ray of light and shot it over. The speed was so fast that Meng Chang couldn't react in time, so he was hit by the light on his forehead and got in.
"Don't worry, we won't hurt you for the time being. This mark is to let you understand what we are saying."
"It's pitiful that as a descendant of Jiuli and of Chiyou blood, I can't understand the Jiuli language."
Mengchang felt no pain and was still a little frightened. He recognized these three heads. Aren't they the same three heads on Xiang Liu that had been watching him after the last battle?
'Why does Xiang Liu still have the ability to dream? Isn't it said that Xiang Liu is the incarnation of evil water? What do these three ghost heads want from me? '
As if hearing Meng Chang's thoughts, Xiang Liu's three heads burst into laughter.
"Don't curse secretly in your mind, we can hear it. This is your dream, and it is also our dream." The human faces finally stopped turning, but stopped in front of Meng Chang and looked at him with a smile.
"Don't worry, we won't kill you. It's just that thousands of years have passed, and I didn't expect to see Chi You's divine power awakening in a mortal. We are just three curious seekers."
"Don't be afraid, child. We are not the Xiang Liu who suffered from cholera in ancient times. We are the Xiang Liu who were suppressed and resurrected under the North Sea. Although we have the same origin, we are different from him."
"Yes, we are reasonable."
The faces on the left and right seemed to be young, one was green and the other was immature, far less mature than the female face in the middle. At this time, the two little ones were sticking out their long tongues and kept licking Meng Chang's body. Exploring.
Meng Chang felt a little nauseous, and was thinking about trying to pull his tongue to see if the two monsters would scream in pain, when the female-like face in the middle stopped the two naughty boys next to him.
"Okay, it's almost time. Staying any longer will violate the rules set by that monkey."
"Thousands of years of darkness are really boring."
"Live well and grow well. We have put a mark on your soul. This can be regarded as compensation for disturbing us. When we meet our other six brothers and sisters and the Xiangliu family in the future, they will treat you well." You should be open-minded."
"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. Everything has a price. Keep growing up quickly. Let me take a good look at how far you can go. Can you stir up the world like your ancestors did? Under these boring rules, Make some fun noises.”
After saying that, the three faces gradually retreated into the darkness.
The weak starlight shone through the tent. Meng Chang's eyes widened and he breathed heavily in fear. He hurriedly stood up regardless of the pain on his back. Just like in a dream, he picked up the weapon from the shelf and rushed out of the tent.
"Hoo~"
It was still the same camp. The camp was extremely quiet at night. It was so quiet that Meng Chang could hear Zhao Bing's heavy snoring in the tent next door and the neat footsteps of the patrol in the distance.
"It turns out that it was really a dream!"
