"No, no, husband, don't I have enough lives on my hands? I think it's not ferocious enough. If I drink blood and sharpen it..." He wiped it away with his palm.
"you dare!"
After taking off the sword hairpin, Ming Jiuye looked gloomy and cold, and shouted in a deep voice.
"If you dare to let him drink your blood, I will turn him into ashes in an instant!"
The sword spirit knelt on the ground with his head lowered, like an ice sculpture, motionless.
"Husband, when I was a hunter, I was often injured, right?" She didn't understand why Ming Jiuye now treated her as if she were fragile and carefully protected her.
"Changping has been reset. Of course I don't want you to get hurt again!" He said softly, hiding the pain in his eyes perfectly.
"Okay." Wuyou sighed helplessly. She didn't want Ming Jiuye to worry about her, and turned to the evil spirit on the ground: "What's your name?"
"Unnamed, please give me a name, Master!"
"It doesn't matter what happened yesterday, such as yesterday's death. It doesn't matter whose hands you were in, nor does it matter whose life you killed. From now on, it will be a new era for you, Yuan Qi, stand down!"
As soon as the sword spirit raised his head, Liuli's eyes met Wuyou's soul-catching red eyes, and his back suddenly trembled.
"Yuan Qi obeys the order!" As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew into the hairpin.
She put the sword hairpin into her small bag and lay down with her arms spread out.
"Husband! I'm hungry."
Outside the Hall of Eternal Life, there were ghost servants waiting for orders all night. Suddenly they heard a snap of fingers inside, and they immediately drifted forward for a few breaths: "Get ready for a midnight snack. The emperor and the emperor are hungry."
"According to the order."
Not long after, the ghost servants filed in, serving delicious delicacies one after another, tempting Wuyou, the greedy creature, to swallow his saliva again and again.
After all the ghost slaves retreated, Wuyou picked up the spoon and scooped out a delicacy that looked like a shark's golden pearl. It had a sweet and crunchy texture.
She looked at Ming Jiuye, who was slowly walking towards him, in shock and disbelief, "Husband, who would have thought that the food cooked by ghosts can be so delicious!"
"If it tastes good, eat more...but chew it slowly to avoid discomfort when you fall asleep."
"Yes, husband, you can eat it too." There are nine dishes in total, and none of the ingredients are the same, and each one is delicious and unparalleled.
"Master, it's bad! It's bad..." Cui Mu changed from his usual dog-like behavior, and stumbled into the temple without a trace of his own mind. He lost his footing and fell to the ground. t.
"Cui Mu! How unbecoming you are in front of your ancestors!" The third elder scolded him head-on with a face that was not afraid of serious trouble.
"Master! There are rumors outside that the eldest lady killed Naye, the son of the leader of the Kabu Kabu tribe, and is now trapped in the death realm of the Liuling Jungle." He didn't care to apologize to the third elder, covering his head and knocking. Swollen Cheeks said hurriedly.
At this time, another dark figure appeared in the temple, "Master, the Kabu Kabu tribe pulled up the white flag three hours ago and threatened to demand the Cui family's goddess to pay for it with her life." After saying this, he disappeared without a trace.
"How could Simei be so confused!" the elder asked with a knot between his eyebrows, having closed his eyes for a long time.
"Come here, send someone to investigate!"
"Master! The prince has arrived!" Cui Dong's face showed a panic at this moment. Could it be that the palace had already received the news.
"It might be unkind for the prince to come to the house at this time!" Cui Dong said anxiously in a low voice.
Everyone hurriedly greeted him with their own thoughts. After kneeling down to say hello, they saw a familiar figure standing behind the prince, Cui Buqun, a member of the Cui family.
He held a golden tray with both hands, and there was a scroll on it. All the people in Fengyan recognized it as an imperial edict.
"Today's Prince of Japan..." As soon as Cheng Yi started to speak, he was interrupted by the sound of an arrow. The arrow was like a shooting star and the sound was like breaking bamboo.
One arrow directly cut the Cui Mansion Jinbian in two.
"Which slave is desperate for his life, get out!" With the prince here, no matter how annoyed the Cui family was, they would not dare to speak out before the prince.
The sounds of horses neighing are approaching from the sky. This is what is special about the Kabu Kabu tribe. They herd horses in the sky, and the horses gallop in the air after eating the fodder.
Eight big bay-red horses, with strong and well-developed limbs, four hooves staggered in the air, behind
It was a luxurious and gorgeous pure gold carriage. It was the carriage of Natuda, the king and leader of the Kabu Kabu tribe.
The carriage passed majestically above the heads of the crowd, without stopping, and ran directly towards Feng Yanguo's palace.
"Go back to the palace!" Cheng Yi's face looked like pig liver, he snatched the royal decree from Cui Buqun's hand, waved his robe and got on the carriage.
"Master, what's going on? The Holy One finally issued the decree to grant the marriage, this..." Cui Buqun said with a regretful expression.
"It's over..." Cui Dong's brain was instantly filled with blood and he fell down. Fortunately, Cui Buqun's quick eyesight and hands quickly caught him.
No wonder this girl didn't let the ghost slave remove the dishes. It turned out that she was hungry again... How could it be? There is still time for Grandpa to give her a good check-up.
In the front room, Wuyou put spoonful after spoonful into his mouth, his pink cheeks were stuffed to the brim with food, and his peach cheeks were as round and bulging as a cute little squirrel.
"This girl, you eat so much..." Ming Jiuye lay on the bed and waited. He waited for an entire hour before he heard her burp.
She imitated Ming Jiuye and snapped her fingers, "Remove the things." After saying that, she lazily entered the back room. As soon as she lay down, she showed a cute and satisfied look on her face and fell asleep instantly.
After a while, seeing that she was not feeling any discomfort, Ming Jiuye felt relieved and took her into his arms to continue sleeping.
The next day, this aunt was still fast asleep at three o'clock in the morning. She was so anxious that one ghost doctor followed another in the night.
"Emperor, please rest assured. Your Majesty is just tired and not feeling any discomfort."
Of course, Ming Jiuye knew her physical condition better than they did, but her delay in waking up always made him feel a little worried.
"Well...husband, you are so wise!"
Hearing her lazy voice, Ming Jiuye took a deep breath, waved his hands, and the ghost doctors retreated silently.
With a slight smile on his face, he approached the bed and blocked the golden light reflected by the glazed tiles.
Seeing that there was still a trace of dried purple berry juice on the corner of her mouth, Ming Jiuye became playful and asked, "Did you get up to eat secretly last night?"
She opened her mouth and quickly swept her lips with her little tongue: "No!"
"But I clearly heard it..."
"I won't admit it anyway, give up! You invincible villain in the universe!" She jumped off the bed like a lion with explosive hair, and roared angrily with her bare feet.
"Hahaha………"
Hearing the hearty laughter, all the ghost servants waiting outside the palace breathed a sigh of relief. The evil spirit on the emperor's body all morning almost turned them into smoke.
Finally laughed, they don’t have to die!
Wuyou didn't like outsiders waiting for her to change clothes, and Ming Jiuye didn't want anyone to disturb their tacit lifestyle, so he tied a hair tie for her, "Yeah! Beautiful!"
"Baby, come on, I'm so light today." In Fengdu, emperors, emperors and empresses had to wear garb for the first seven days after their wedding. Each piece was different, and they were changed three times a day, making them look stunning every time.
"Husband, remember to find me at midnight! We are going to the ghost market to meet the old man for a drink, don't forget." She had already noticed that her memory was deteriorating.
"Okay, don't worry."
The two hugged each other deeply and said goodbye for a while. Wuyou stepped out of the hall and threw the paper horse to the ground. Soon Pupu was so excited that he started to tap dance in front of her.
"We haven't seen each other for a day, and you miss me so much? You're so good!" He turned over and jumped.
"drive!"
The paper horse raised its head high and listened carefully for the sound of "rustling". It shook its paper mane and spread its four hooves towards the entrance of the imperial palace.
Dressed in bright clothes and an angry horse, she could be compared to the holy sun and blood moon. Along the way, ghosts from afar began to kneel down and worship her until she disappeared into the Imperial Garden.
"I heard from the ghost girl that I ate a lot last night."
"What do you know! If the empress eats more, she will naturally be in good health. When the time comes, it will be no problem to give birth to seventy or eighty children for our emperor!"
"That's right, if we have more little princes, we will be busy!"
Wuyou, who left the palace, had no idea that just because of her greedy talk, all the ghosts in Beiyin Palace mistakenly thought that she was taking care of her body and actively preparing for pregnancy.
Big mistake! What a huge misunderstanding!
After buying a pink cake and various gourmet pastries, she carried a small basket and returned to Xia Fengdu. However, she did not return to the palace, but entered the underworld.
"Greetings, empress!"
"Well, where is the co-organizer that the emperor ordered yesterday? Take me there."
She picked up a piece of pastry and threw it into her mouth. There was a foul smell in her vagina. Although it was not as inedible as zombies, ordinary people could be possessed by evil spirits if they smelled it too much. She was a little worried.
"They are on the third floor, please come!" As he said this, one person and one ghost stepped onto the Fusheng Road. What is Fusheng? It's like a dream or nothing.
An invisible road, as you follow the path in your heart, that road will float in front of you, like a dream.
"Yan Er, Yan Qi, come here and have something to eat." She shouted when she saw the two people squatting on the ground.
"Madam! You are here, here are the notes." After a whole day and night of collecting, they only collected twenty children. Wuyou knew that they tried their best, overcame their fear to adapt to this place, and quickly got into the task. Such efficiency, she very satisfied.
"You guys eat, and I'll take a look." There wasn't much information, but it was very useful. The clues above were the same as what Song Jiasi said, that the formless ghost was a woman.
"There is no need to collect any more. These are enough. When you go back, don't mention it to grandpa or him, lest he worry."
The two stopped chewing, and after hearing Yan Er replied: "Yes, where are you going, madam? Do you need us to accompany you?"
"Okay, let's go!" The two put down their things and followed Wuyou out of the underworld.
As soon as they left, the hungry ghosts from Yinsi swarmed in and sucked up all the food in a short time.
Food that has lost its popularity will turn moldy in one breath.
Going up to Fengdu, going down to the coffin shop, Wuyou was leaning on the paper chair leisurely and contentedly, Yan Er and Yan Qi were standing behind her with an expressionless face, and Gui Ba was beating her legs diligently down below.
After about a cup of tea, she put away her feet, raised her cold eyes, turned her red lips and said, "Tell me the truth, where was her soul lost?"
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."
