Guida knew that once Wuyou said such weird words, he would be furious and wanted to go crazy.
"Young man, go back and face the wall to think about your mistakes!" The ghost quickly dodged and hid in the bronze chain.
After a while, a shadow floated down from the bronze chain, "Gui Ba, please be safe, Master!"
Under the red moon, Wuyou, who was sitting lazily on the paper horse, lowered his beautiful eyes and sneered, "You are such a loser, you lost twice in a row."
They hid in the bronze coffin and guessed the Ding shell. Gui Ba lost twice in a row. He was too stupid.
As if she didn't want to compete with this stupid thing anymore, she closed her eyes and said quietly, "Let's go and wander around. Maybe this kid can think of something useful."
"As commanded."
Oniba is the youngest among the evil spirits and has the shortest age of death. However, according to the age of the undead, he must be the ancestor of the little boy in front of him.
Turning around an alley, the bustling streets were gone, and the damp streets were dark and dilapidated. Wuyou noticed that the little boy seemed to always poke his head inside.
"Puff, go in and take a look."
Gui Ba is holding a white lantern in front to illuminate Wuyou, and the little boy is following closely behind Zhizama. The scene feels extremely strange.
"Master, you are a useless undead!"
After Gui Ba finished speaking, he swam into the broken house. The densely packed dead spirits were all crowded together. Fortunately, the ghost bodies were all phantoms, otherwise the broken house would definitely be bursting.
"They are all children..."
At a glance, they were all children. Seeing the lanterns lighting them up, their eyes were full of novelty. They were like newly born children. Their childish and refined looks deeply hurt Wuyou's heart. .
Seeing so many waste spirits, Ghost couldn't help but lead other little ghosts to jump out from the bronze chain.
He hung on the eaves and looked in and said, "Master, this is too strange, they are all children."
It floated down again and muttered: "Someone must have harmed them, and used insidious methods such as soul-stirring to make them forget the scene of their death when they died." As he said this, the ghost image rushed upward again.
Seeing the ghost floating around in front of him, the annoyed Wuyou jumped up and stood on the horse and gave the ghost a spinning kick on his head, almost knocking him away.
"I'm not blind! You need to remind me." This damn evil ghost is trying to make a presence here again.
"Go and check how many there are."
Changsheng went to the palace for an hour and looked at the approval documents that he had processed in less than twenty batches. Ming Jiuye looked unhappy and threw away his red pen, stood up and looked down and said: "Where is the emperor and empress?"
How dare this stinky girl leave him alone for so long!
Ghost officials, you look at me, I look at you, this...how do they know?
"Ignorants, you don't know." The Tenth Hall Yama stood with his highness holding documents. Their innocent looks made Ming Jiuye even more furious.
"On the wedding night, if you evil ghosts hadn't invited me here, would my wife have run away?" When he lost his temper, all the ghosts were silent. .
They don’t want to disturb the love between emperors and empresses!
But throughout history, after receiving the ceremony, the emperor had to go to the palace to process official documents, and he was not allowed to delay for a moment to show his clear government.
"Your Majesty, forgive me!"
Seeing them shouting and kneeling for the whole hall, Ming Jiuye, who wanted to run away, sat down again, forget it, let's watch it! It’s the same whether you watch it in the morning or in the evening.
At this moment, a high-pitched voice sounded outside the palace: "Emperor, the Empress has sent Ghost Eight to invite you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gui Ba floated into the main hall, and when he saw the evil faces of Yama in each hall, he was so frightened that he lay on the ground and did not dare to speak.
Seeing Gui Ba's shivering look, Ming Jiuye looked at the courtiers angrily, "You guys! What age are you in? You still have the old ghost appearance. You have to make yourself so ugly. How can you scare him?" If you dare to scare the emperor and empress over such a trivial matter, I will make you all roll in the oil pan!" After saying this, a gust of wind blew by and he and Guiba disappeared.
The remaining ghost officials dropped their approval papers and started talking about their appearance.
"Old Qin! Your leopard eyes and lion nose are the scariest. No, you should be both scary.
Scaring ghosts again..." King Qin Guang was the first to be targeted.
"Grandma, does the king look good just by frowning and staring? He frowns every day and looks angry!" King Qin Guang flicked his long beard and stood up immediately, wanting the king to "practice".
"Oh, Lao Qin, it's not you, why don't you look in the mirror yourself!" the Wheel King said, throwing a bronze mirror over.
When the three ghosts were arguing, the fair-faced King Yama opened his mouth and said. "What's the point of all your arguing? Think about how to change your image." Among the ten palaces, he has a kind and gentle face.
"Hmph! According to ghost standards, you are the ugliest!" All the Yamas have long been dissatisfied with King Yama's hairless face.
"That's right, my ears are drooped to the ground. It's so cute..."
"My face is as pale as a layer of white flour."
"If you have no hair on your face, you won't be able to do your job well!"
The various words spoken by all the Yamas made King Yama almost want to die again.
Late at night, in a secluded house, "Dad, wake up." Cui Yousheng was deep in sleep when he suddenly heard a familiar voice and opened his hazy eyes: "Silly boy, why are you back? The training is over? Have you eaten?" Why did you come home in the middle of the night?
Hearing this, Cui Buqun took two steps back without saying a word and knocked on the ground loudly: "The child is unfilial and has caused trouble."
Hearing the noise, his mother also woke up and said, "Qun'er is back, why are you kneeling down properly?" He put on a robe and went down to the ground to help him.
"Let him kneel down and say, as a father, I want to hear what trouble you have caused?" Cui Buqun's father, Cui Yousheng, was an upright and unconventional man. He stayed at home all year round and stayed in his courtyard to write epitaphs for others. Make a living.
The weak candlelight swayed wantonly. After listening to Cui Buqun's words, Cui Yousheng was angry and annoyed: "The master of the house will definitely not let you go. What are you going to do?"
"Father, the child is unfilial. I beg him to take his mother and escape from Fengyan overnight. I bought a house in Cangwu for my two elders. It's not big, and it's enough for them to take care of themselves in their old age." After saying that, he got up and stuffed the house deed and a bag of gold coins. into Cui's father's hands.
Cui Yousheng opened his wallet and saw it was full of gold coins, "Where did you get the money?"
"Father, this money is neither stolen nor stolen. You should leave quickly." Cui Buqun felt anxious and uncomfortable as he watched the time pass by.
"Let's go, listen to my son. Come on, just pack a few clothes and leave." Seeing that his parents had to run away overnight because of his misfortune, Cui Buqun gave himself another hard slap in the face.
Cui Buqun had just seen off the carriage and returned home. He wanted to rest for a while, but as soon as he covered himself with quilt, he heard rapid footsteps outside the house. He raised his head and looked around, and his face was reflected in the boundless firelight. film.
"Looks like I won't have to sleep tonight."
He put on his boots without haste, put on a blue robe and walked out.
"Steward Cui, is there anything wrong with such a large crowd at night?" He walked out of the room and bowed politely, his etiquette was hard to fault.
"Wake up your father quickly. The master of the family has invited you." This bastard dared to abandon the Cui family and dream of becoming the crown prince. Gao Zhi'er will have to deal with him sooner or later, but it's not a bad idea to deal with him first.
"This is the middle of the night. My father has always been weak and fell asleep after taking medicine. Can I trouble Butler Cui to go back first? As soon as it gets light, I will take him to your door to apologize. What do you think?" He looked very calm. Low, Cui Mu's identity was raised again and again.
"Cui Buqun, the master of the family has invited me. Even if the prince is here, he can't take care of the Cui family affairs. If you are wise, you should wake up your father early, so as not to use force to damage the peace."
"I said dawn is dawn, can I trouble Butler Cui to wait." After saying that, the spirit of the first-grade spirit general was revealed, so that the people surrounding him all showed surprised expressions.
The most important thing of the Cui family is the talented monk. Now that he has become a spiritual general, let alone punishing him, once the news is sent back to the Cui family, the rewarded pills and heart essence will continue to be delivered to his hands.
"It turns out he's an aspiring young man from my Cui family. Yes, yes, let's go!" Cui Mu, as the housekeeper of the Cui family, didn't understand the power of this. He waved his sleeves and huffed, and they all left.
Looking at the disappearing flames, Cui Buqun stumbled into the house and blocked the door.
He was panting heavily. If it weren't for the thick darkness of the night, if the sweat all over his body had been discovered, his parents would have died long ago.
Fengdu, dilapidated house, "Return to the master, there are 110 of them in total."
After the ghost master finished his statistics, he hid far away and reported the report. He didn't want to provoke this unscrupulous devil again, so it was better to stay away.
"Am I that scary?" Wuyou opened his eyes and said with a half-smile.
This bitch acted so cowardly in front of so many children, it was really hard to deal with it.
"Hey, my little one has a bad life and has become a ghost early on. Although being a ghost is not as good as being a human being, at least I can come and go freely now..."
Hearing that he had made no move after his misfortune, Wuyou looked sideways and asked, "Why didn't you say anything? I've wronged you by following me! You..." Before she could finish her words, her body flew up uncontrollably, and fell steadily into someone else's body. in his arms.
"Why are you so naughty? You left your husband behind for so long." Ming Jiuye buried his head deep in her neck and shoulders and took a few deep breaths, as if Wuyou had some good medicine to stop his mania.
Feeling his uneasiness, Wuyou stretched out her hand and gently comforted his head: "Husband, You'er misses you so much. You'er also wants to go back to be with you as soon as possible, but look inside!"
After hearing her words, Ming Jiuye raised his head, and when he saw the room full of remnant ghosts, his face became extremely disgusting.
"what happened?"
"I don't know. They have no memory before death. They are not allowed to enter the gate of hell. They are not allowed to work if they are too young." Wuyou did not expect that Fengdu actually has human management concepts and is not allowed to use child labor.
These little devils are all mentally retarded and died before they had experienced all the hardships in the world. They know nothing except joining the group to keep warm.
"The husband will deal with it immediately. You are not allowed to run away again." He didn't want to be separated from her at all.
"Yeah, don't run." After she finished speaking, Ming Jiuye slowly put her on the horse again.
Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu is also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on it, they will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.
But Qin An's next words scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.
The other party may be the enemy's scout, which in this era is called a scout.
They are trying to enter the camp to conduct reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An lay motionless on the ground until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Hoo, hoo!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
Just to break the enemy's neck, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and help me search you."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then filled him with water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes.
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Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This was done to prevent others from taking credit, and he knew what kind of environment he was in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the result of the ten of us."
