"I wonder what the butler's orders are?"
Qin Shaoyou stopped, turned around, and asked with a smile.
But the blood energy in his body was quietly mobilized. If something goes wrong, he will kill someone.
The slave didn't know that the danger had enveloped him. He was very satisfied with Qin Shaoyou's title of "Steward". He raised his hand and pointed at Gunshan Jun: "My master needs a hunting dog. My master likes your bear." , make a price."
When Gunshan Jun heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, and he was about to scold the other person for being a dog, and the whole family was a dog. However, Zhu Xiucai secretly pulled him, so he could not do so.
Qin Shaoyou smiled apologetically and declined: "It is his blessing that this bear demon can be valued by a noble man. It's just that he was a gift from an elder in my clan. Without the elder's permission, I dare not give him away as a gift... "
Seeing that Qin Shaoyou actually refused, the slave's face suddenly darkened, and just as he was about to scold him, the young nobleman lost interest first, yawned and said, "I'm tired."
The slave quickly responded with a 'yes', glared at Qin Shaoyou without saying another word, waved his hand to signal them to get out, then took off his luggage from the horse and ran into the only intact house in Wubao. , making the bed for the young nobleman.
After leaving Wubao and walking a certain distance, Cui Yougui used the magic technique and cast a sound-proofing technique. He hummed: "These guys are so domineering after a defeat. They really don't know whether to live or die. Fortunately, your sister and my junior sister are still alive." There is President Cen’s banner girl who disguises herself as a man and changes her appearance. Otherwise, they will ask her to come over and become a bed-warming maid for a nobleman like that?"
Qin Shaoyou sneered: "If they dare to do that, I don't have to wait until night comes to send them on their way."
"You want to kill them, why do you have to wait until night?" Cui Youhang asked puzzledly.
Then he thought of something and understood Qin Shaoyou's intention.
"It turns out that this is your plan, but there are experts in that group, so I'm afraid you won't be able to hurt them... Also, why bother?"
"Aren't we still here?" Qin Shaoyou whispered: "Even if they can't kill this group of people, they still have no problem taking the blame. Maybe we can use this matter to secretly catch up with the Third Prince of Qingtang , let him and Rikander bite each other, causing Qingtang to fall into chaos."
Cui Youyi didn't expect Qin Shaoyou to think so much and so far, and couldn't help but sigh: "This group of people are really unlucky when they meet you. Even if they die, they will be plotted and used by you. Fortunately, I I'm on the same team as you, otherwise, I will definitely find a way to kill you first to avoid future troubles."
Qin Shaoyou glanced at him and asked, "Is this a compliment?"
Senior Brother Cui nodded and said seriously: "Of course."
"Thank you so much..."
"You're welcome."
Just as Qin Shaoyou and the others rushed to the ruined temple not far away in the rain, inside Wu Bao, the servants had already taken people with them, made beds for the young nobles, and moved the barbarians who were originally crowded in this room to take shelter from the rain. The soldiers were all driven out and asked to find another place to take shelter from the rain and rest in Wubao. At the same time, they had to take care of their patrol and guard duties.
The remaining barbarian soldiers were already psychologically prepared to become slaves, and naturally they would not and dare not raise objections.
Fortunately, although this Wubao was dilapidated in many places, it was not a big problem to find some places that could barely shelter from the rain.
But when these barbarian soldiers were about to carry their porridge pots out, they were stopped by the slaves.
"Wait a minute, what's boiling in that pot of yours?"
The barbarian soldiers were stunned when they were asked: "When I get back to the housekeeper, it's just some rice porridge... Oh, by the way, we found some dried meat in this Wubao before, and we chopped it up and added it to the porridge."
The house slave came over sniffing.
"Just ordinary minced meat porridge? No, why is it so fragrant?"
Hearing what he said, the barbarian soldiers also felt that this pot of minced meat porridge seemed to be really fragrant, with a hint of alcohol, making their stomachs growl and their mouths swallowing saliva.
Some barbarian soldiers speculated: "Maybe it's because we are too hungry? Since the defeat the night before, we have only focused on escaping and supported very little dry food along the way. Now that we see hot food and meat, it feels extra sweet?"
As for the aroma of wine, I can't figure it out. Maybe wine was added to the making of dried meat?
The slave didn't comment, just asked them to put the pot down, and asked someone to bring a spoon. He took a spoonful and tasted it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"It tastes great! Who cooked this pot of porridge?"
Among the barbarian soldiers, two people immediately raised their hands hesitantly.
"I didn't expect you to have such skills. It's not bad. You will be responsible for the rest of the meals. If you do well, you can be upgraded from ordinary house slaves to high-level house slaves when you return to Qingtang..."
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Hearing that they could still be upgraded, the two barbarian soldiers were very happy and thanked them repeatedly.
However, this pot of minced meat porridge was taken away by the domestic slaves. A small part went into the stomach of the young nobleman, and the rest was divided up by the domestic slaves and guards. As for the barbarian soldiers, they couldn't even drink the soup.
The barbarian soldiers neither dared to get angry nor speak out about this. They could only go outside in the rain to find some wild vegetables, put them into the pot with the rice noodles that could still be dug out, and made a new pot of gruel, barely mixing it up. Full of water.
On the other side, Qin Shaoyou and others also found the ruined temple.
This is a land temple. The temple is not big. It has long been abandoned and dilapidated due to the lack of incense. The yard is full of weeds, the temple is full of dust and cobwebs, and there is a pungent musty smell.
At the same time, there are many mottled holes on the wall, and even the roof has collapsed, leaving only a small part to shelter from the rain. No wonder the young nobles and a group of people saw this ruined temple, but did not rest here.
But Qin Shaoyou and the others don't care.
After entering the Earth Temple, Cui Youwei pretended to cast spells and pretended to be witchcraft, summoning a gust of wind to blow away the cobwebs, dust and musty smell inside the temple.
Zhu Xiucai commanded the barbarian soldiers who were with them, collected some firewood, and lit a bonfire in the temple. He also took out some dry food and distributed it to everyone. After heating it on the fire, he mixed it with Eat the boiled hot water.
Qin Shaoyou walked up to the Earth Statue, put a stick of incense on the Earth Statue whose head had gone to who knows where, then turned around and said to the barbarian soldiers gathered around the fire, "Go to bed early." Well, there’s no telling what will happen tonight.”
The barbarian soldiers only thought that what Qin Shao was talking about was that they might be shouted at by the youngest son of the Hanshuang clan leader at night. They all nodded in agreement. After eating to satisfy their hunger, they fell down to sleep on the ground, and soon they began to snore. .
As the night progressed, the rain not only did not stop, but also became heavier and heavier.
In Wubao, several barbarian soldiers who were on duty at night lit a fire under a corridor that was barely protected from the wind and rain. While warming the fire, they stared at the rain curtain in the dark night.
Suddenly, they heard a voice coming from the dark night outside Wubao.
"Mounsang."
"Eh."
A barbarian soldier stood up and shouted outside Wu Bao: "Who is calling me?"
The people outside Wubao seemed to be affected by the rain and did not hear his words, so they shouted again.
"Mounsang."
"Is it possible that some of the people who followed Dazan regretted it and want to come back and become our master's slaves?"
A barbarian soldier guessed that they had begun to consider themselves as domestic slaves.
Another barbarian soldier next to him said with a hint of self-deprecation: "It's very possible. After all, who can be a nobleman's dog, who would want to be a low-level killer?"
"I'm going to take a look. These idiots shouldn't have followed Dazan before. Now they regret it. They're back, and I don't know if the master is willing to accept them again."
The barbarian soldier named Meng Sang picked up the weapon lying at his feet and walked towards the direction of the sound.
Soon Mengsang came to a gap in the fort wall. While looking out, he shouted: "Who is it? Now that you know you regret it, why did you go there earlier?"
Still he didn't get an answer.
Not only that, even his body was stunned.
Several barbarian soldiers beside the bonfire realized something was wrong, grabbed their weapons and stood up, shouting:
"Monsang, what's wrong with you?"
"Who is that outside?"
At this moment, Meng Sang suddenly turned around and looked back. His face was as pale as a dead person.
