"Hey~ My stomach... hurts so much..."
She suddenly turned pale and cried out in pain, which scared all the ghosts and ran away to find the doctor. Even the first-year ghosts were so anxious that the two ghosts and the three ghosts quickly turned into an afterimage and flew towards Xia Fengdu.
"It hurts, it hurts...how does it hurt?"
"Mother, if you don't mind, why don't you go to the house and lie down for a while?"
At this time, Madam Song's wife said, and the two maids quickly lowered their heads and stepped forward to carefully support Wuyou. As she entered another room, the little ghosts were busy making her bed.
When Ming Jiuye received the news and came over, she had already fallen asleep.
"what happened?"
"This, this, this... I ate too much. I drank the decoction for digestion and fell asleep." Gui Da said softly and tremblingly from one side.
After two or three hours of ceremony, she was already sleepy. "Gui Da, tell me everything that happened after I left."
A quarter of an hour later, Shangfeng was blocked with water, and the air was filled with ghosts.
"I heard that the Empress fainted..."
"No, I was angry with the evil spirit..." There were different opinions.
All the ghosts in charge of purgatory from the underworld were also kneeling in the courtyard.
In the Palace of Eternal Life, Emperor Beiyin was so angry that all ten palaces, Yama, followed him to the Song family. For a time, the evil spirit turned the constant-temperature sky of Shangfengdu into a cold and cold prison. All the people were waiting in the street wearing quilts. superior.
"Evacuate the people, the emperor and empress will be fine."
"Yes, I'll take care of it now." Song Songhe wiped the cold sweat dripping from his face with his sleeves.
Before he could leave the house, Ming Jiuye picked up Wuyou and disappeared into a gust of wind.
In the space, during the day, I saw Ming Jiuye, dressed in a robe, walking out of the underground palace with Wuyou in his arms, and the hunters hurriedly came to greet him.
"Sir, what's wrong, madam?"
Ming Jiuye paused, with a troubled look on his face: "I'm asleep, go find Nighthawk, there's still a strange wilderness." To say that she was full, this girl was determined to make a fuss when she woke up.
"yes"
One person took the order and left, but everyone followed curiously. Seeing the brand-new wooden house, Ming Jiuye Junlang raised his eyebrows: "So fast?"
"Hehe, the brothers have just finished it after staying up all night. They are about to go back to rest, and the adults are back."
"Okay, go to bed quickly. I'll give you a task later." As soon as he said these words, everyone's tired look disappeared immediately.
Full of surprise, he replied: "Yes, brothers, hurry up, let's go and have a rest!" Everyone ran away talking and laughing.
Everything was ready in the wooden house. As soon as Wuyou was put on the bed and covered with quilts, Nighthawk and Yihuang arrived. The two of them had not entered the house. When the hunter came, he had already said that Wuyou was asleep, so the two of them waited quietly outside. .
When Ming Jiuye walked out of the wooden house, he was so majestic that both Nighthawk and Yihuang were frightened.
Seeing the fear of the two of them, Ming Jiuye had no choice but to speak first, "Brother, let's go to your cabin to chat."
Hearing that Ming Jiuye still called him brother, Nighthawk's heart warmed up and he no longer felt timid, "Huh? My cabin hasn't been built yet."
"Then it's right here." He pointed to the simple wooden stakes and tea table in the clearing where the hunters drank tea.
"Zuo, what are you wearing? Are you married to your sister-in-law?" Nighthawk couldn't help but ask. Not only did this outfit arouse his curiosity, but more importantly, he discovered that the childish Zuo Yang was missing. Instead, there was a man with a cold and distant brow, exuding a naturally domineering and imperial look in his movements.
His thin lips moved: "Well, it's a ghost marriage."
Dark marriage! What happened to these two people? "Ah! What's going on?" Nighthawk said seriously.
"Brother, don't worry, Wuyou and I are fine. I have a soul that is the master of Fengdu. I have encountered many things tonight." He couldn't explain it for a while, and he couldn't talk about the soul being scattered. , his memory fragments are always in pieces.
"What happened to my siblings?"
"She's asleep, but I'll have to trouble her to check her over again later."
"Um
Well, that's no trouble. By the way, why did you come to us? "
"Fengdu has encountered a problem. There is an evil ghost that has swallowed the spirit bodies of children. The problem is that Fengdu has no children now." It is definitely not an ordinary evil ghost. There are many evil ghosts serving sentences in purgatory. After investigation, there are many .
After hearing this, Yihuang, who had been silent until now, spoke up: "Master, do you want me to pretend to be a child and lure the evil spirit into taking the bait?"
"Yes, let Nighthawk accompany you to Fengdu." He originally wanted No. 9 to go, but Lan Jiu's temper was the most unbearable and he attracted too much attention.
"Okay, when?" The two agreed without hesitation.
"When Wuyou wakes up, the hunters will enter Fengdu together, and they will also secretly protect your safety."
"Okay, what should I pay attention to?"
"When you enter Fengdu, you will see ghosts..."
"Ghost, ghost, ghost... I, I, I..." Nighthawk's tongue suddenly became knotted.
"Brother, they are all common people of Fengdu. They are not that scary. Only a few of them have ugly faces." A few of them had hideous and terrifying faces. He did not say it explicitly, but he thought Nighthawk should also understand.
"Then...do the hunters know?"
"They... let's talk before we start."
"hiss……"
It turned out that he smiled too much and his lips were split. With a pale face, he put all the elixirs into Yu Perry at his waist with a flick of his sleeves.
呲–––
At this time, a double-winged viper brought him some wild fruits. Looking at the Shuiling fruits, Qianchen pursed his lips and smiled: "You are quite clever, little guy."
After tasting the wild fruit, he was about to get up and leave when he suddenly thought of how many people were waiting outside. His deep eyes flashed past, and his amber pupils reflected the glow.
He bent down and pulled a bunch of grass and walked towards Huangquan River.
In front of the thorn bush, there were crowds of people. All those who had been inquiring about the information and those who coveted the heavenly materials and earthly treasures gathered together, including of course the disciples of the Fulu Sect and Cui Simei, the Phoenix Goddess who everyone was looking for.
She held her head up coldly and arrogantly, not afraid of other people's eyes, and she had no idea that her "glorious deeds" had already spread throughout the Star Continent.
"Hey! He looks good! He's so cool!" The leader of the tribe said with a smile on his face and towards the Cui family's team with green eyes.
"Shut your mouth! Be careful, I'll poke out your eyes!" Cui Simei has always enjoyed the admiration from others. Unfortunately, she was in a bad mood today, and she suddenly became angry. Medium fever.
The man who had just made the teasing words had a sneer on his face: "Bah! Stop talking so much about yourself, I'm talking about the girl behind you, not a tigress like you." As soon as he finished speaking, everyone The whole room burst into laughter.
Hearing this, Cui Simei was furious, and immediately turned around and slapped Cui Siran, "Shameless thing!" She threw her hands away at this moment, not knowing that the arrogance and unreasonableness that had just been praised was firmly established by herself.
"Sister, I didn't whine..." Cui Siran covered her face in fear and cried softly.
Seeing the girl he had fallen in love with being beaten, the leader of the tribe suddenly became angry: "Hey! Damn you bitch, why did you beat her?"
"She is a member of my Cui family. It is my Cui family who has the final say whether to fight or kill her. Who do you think you are!" Cui Simei closed her eyes and said indifferently.
"How presumptuous! A little Cui family dares to confront me, the Kabu Kabu clan. Please admit your mistake to my master quickly, or else be careful with your head." The follower in strange clothes pulled out a scimitar from one side and confronted him.
Hearing that they were from a complete tribe, the Kabu Kabu tribe, Cui Simei's eyelids twitched and he turned around and asked Cui Siran with a mentality of not causing trouble, "Sister, I heard that there are beauties everywhere in Kabu Kabu. You Have you seen it?"
This move of hers did not make people think that she was aware of current affairs. On the contrary, everyone agreed that she was suspected of seeking high status, and they despised her behavior.
"No, no, no." Cui Siran was like a frightened bird, lowering his head and not daring to raise his eyes. Cui Simei was so angry that he secretly cursed "Idiot!"
At this time, a rustling sound came from the thorn bushes, and everyone turned their eyes.
For a moment, they stared straight ahead again.
After a while, a person walked out of the thorn forest. His snow-white clothes were covered with wounds that penetrated deep into the flesh and bones. His face was still as calm as water. His thin, pale lips said softly to the senior brother of Fu Lu Sect: "Thank you, Brother Yu." Come and take me back to your clan."
"What did Brother Qianchen say? How can we, brothers, thank you?" Yu Yan said politely, but he cursed him in his heart. This guy was too insidious. With just one sentence, the people who came to snatch the treasure were stunned. Stopped. .
Who dares to provoke Fu Lu Sect? Not to mention the power of the Fu Lu Sect, but just the violent temper of the leader of the Fu Lu Sect, many aristocratic families cannot afford it.
However, some people were not afraid, "Stop! Take out the treasures of heaven and earth and take a look." The Kabu Kabu tribe spoke again. The other monks knew that he was the senior brother of Yaowang Sect, and they instantly stopped thinking about fighting for it.
"What kind of treasure? This is the only one." As he said this, he threw the grass in his hand out. There was a crack of a whip, and the corners of Qianchen's mouth curled up.
The grass was taken away by Cui Simei, and the man who was originally called the master couldn't stand her. Now, he was completely angry.
"Kill this bitch for me!" He had a lot of people under his command, including a lot of people from the Cui family. I don't know if it was God's will, but they all happened to be right.
The big man immediately pulled out his scimitar and slashed at Cui Simei. Of course Cui Simei would not sit still and wait for death, so he threw out his rattlesnake whip and wrapped it around the man's neck.
The man clamped the whip cord with one hand and hooked the scimitar on her head with the other. The other monks just watched from a distance.
One is the Fengyan Cui family and the other is an independent tribe. Neither side is easy to mess with.
"Brother Yu, let's go."
"Okay." Yi Yan stepped forward to help him and walked towards the outskirts of the forest.
Before they had taken a hundred steps, they saw many monks flying away and heard their voices shouting, "The son of the leader of the Kabu Kabu tribe has been killed!"
"The leader's son? Dead? Is it Cui Simei?" Yi Yan looked at Qian Chen in disbelief.
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 scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and 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."
