"Must be eight years old." His eyes were bright, as if he could speak.
"Should? Where is your family?"
"No, I have no family. I have been pouring night incense for others in Guyue City, and I can barely make a living." When he straightened up, he looked more like a bamboo pole, tall and thin.
When he said this, the light of memory shone in his dark eyes. To others, it might be begging, but to him, who was helpless, it was a life of flesh and blood.
Qi Sha asked in confusion: "Then why did you come here?"
"Oh! It's my fault that I was too stupid. I accidentally broke Master Qin's chamber pot. I didn't get paid. She said she would give me a job and it would be done every day, so I believed her."
Unexpectedly, when he got here, no matter what he ate or drank, there was poison everywhere. He had no choice but to eat clods of dirt to satisfy his hunger in order to survive.
"You just said that there were bugs on your face. What's going on?" The bulging bumps on his face looked a bit like bugs.
"She asked me to come here just to raise this bug. She said it was a poisonous poison that she got with great difficulty. As long as it stays on my face for seven, seven, forty-nine days, this poison can be controlled by her." When she spoke, that The Gu insect changed its position on his face and continued to lie dormant.
"Don't worry, it will get better." This was not only said to him, but also to himself.
At the same time, in the space, Wuyou, who had eaten, was lying on the bed and reading the book of Three Kingdoms that Zuo Yang had bought. As soon as he turned a few pages, he pouted and said to Ming Jiuye: "Husband, you won the lottery, bought it." It’s a reprint of the book!”
"Huh?" Ming Jiuye, who had just taken off his robe, came over as soon as he heard this.
"Look! Typos!" She flipped through a few more pages and pointed it out to Ming Jiuye: "There's one here too."
The composition of the characters has been greatly simplified, and some even cannot connect together at all.
"Silly girl, this is not a replica of a book. The planet we visited has been reset. Many things will be missing or misaligned when replaced, especially books and maps."
Some chapters couldn't be connected at all, but luckily he had read the miscellaneous volumes before.
"Oh...I see, is the reason for restarting because the ascension was not successful?" She has always had a strong thirst for knowledge.
"Yes, just like Alpha α. If you restart too many times, you will be despised by the gods. The frequency will never increase. People complain every day but do not want to make progress. Evil souls do whatever they want. As a result, those of us who lead them into ascension are left to fight alone. In the end, all we can do is fall short." The tendency of low frequencies to suppress and drag down high frequencies is increasing day by day.
Human greed will accelerate quantum collisions. As the surface of the earth continues to rise, the rotation of the galaxy world will accelerate, and time will disappear silently.
Wuyou held his chin and thought for a while before saying: "I know, it's just like meeting a pig teammate like your husband in a game. It won't help to buy equipment like crazy to amplify your moves. It won't help you at all! People are addicted to food, right. Isn't that right?" After saying this, she raised her eyebrows and winked her big black eyes mischievously.
Hearing her words, Ming Jiuye was at a loss for words, "Uh... Madam, your stomach doesn't hurt?" This stinky girl couldn't boil any pot, so she picked up the pot!
She smiled playfully and snuggled into Ming Jiuye's arms, "It doesn't hurt anymore. It feels like the thing in my stomach is frozen. It doesn't make any fuss. I feel much better."
"No wonder you have such a poor mouth! Tell me who is a pig teammate, and you will see how I deal with you." Then he started to tickle her.
"Ah hahaha... this is flirting in disguise, okay? Husband, please forgive me... I was wrong, hahaha..." When she almost ran out of energy from laughing, Ming Jiuye stopped and took her into his arms. inside.
"Take a nap and then we'll go."
"Okay, okay." She happened to be tired, so she tightly held Ming Jiuye's underwear with her hands and fell asleep.
In Wuyou's belly, the little Teng She shrank into a ball as if it had been cast on a body-holding spell.
Standing in front of it was a little man with butterfly wings, looking at it with a cold and arrogant expression, "You idiot, even people can admit their mistakes."
"She has the aura of a master. She can't blame me." The little snake covered its head with its wings and murmured. The last four words even sounded like mosquitoes.
"When she gets impatient, get out of here. If you dare to cause her pain again, I will come over and peel off your skin!"
The little man has flying silver hair, brushing against his cold blue eyes. His skin is as white as snow, but his whole body is filled with the aura of an emperor.
"I'll take note of that, little one." As soon as Little Snake raised her red eyes and finished speaking, the butterflies in front of her eyes turned into thousands of stars and burrowed into Wuyou's blood vessels.
She had been hiding for the past day and night, but there was always abnormal itching in her body, which made her feel uncomfortable and restless.
"What on earth did he give me to drink?"
She calmed down and thought for a long time before pulling out the words "silk wrapping liquid" from her memory. She already knew what unclean thing it was when she read the name.
She tightened her coat and rushed out of the cave and ran in another direction. Without the snake whip, she would take detours when encountering wild beasts along the way, causing her walking direction to keep changing.
In a dense forest, there was the sound of rushing water. Cui Simei heard the sound and looked for it, and saw a small river about her arm's width flowing among the dense grass.
"There shouldn't be anyone, right?"
She looked around and found no one, then she untied her rose-red gauze belt, took off her coat and put it at hand.
Her exquisite figure was still wrapped in a thin white gauze, and as soon as she touched the water, her body flushed again.
"Again!"
She shamelessly washed the water towards her arms, washed them as quickly as possible, then lay down on the grass to rest panting.
"Amitabha!"
A sudden Sanskrit sound scared Cui Simei to sit up immediately. She quickly grabbed the gown at hand and put it on.
When he looked up, he saw a monk wearing black gold cassocks standing on a tree not far away.
Under his rough black eyebrows were a pair of tightly closed eyes, "Don't look at anything inappropriate, don't worry, donor."
"How long have you been here?" Cui Simei asked, raising her head after getting dressed.
"The poor monk has just arrived." After saying that, he opened his eyes and flew down from the tree.
He was tall and tall, and he was extraordinary in martial arts. Perhaps it was because he had just been wet, but Cui Simei was showing off his charming appearance, and his small waist moved uncontrollably towards the black gold.
"Donor, please respect yourself." The monk's eyes wandered and he backed away frequently.
"The Buddhist name of the eminent monk is..." Cui Simei still refused to give up and took a few steps closer.
It wasn't until the tip of his nose felt a faint fragrance that the monk said softly: "Jialuo, poor monk Jialuo."
"Jia Luo, this name is so familiar... it sounds nice..." But at this moment, she was caught up in lust, her thoughts were unclear, and she was sometimes sober and sometimes "confused."
She was so confused that her father Cui Dong Zengsan told her to take a detour when she saw a monk, because there was a beautiful butcher monk in the world who loved to eat "sweet" meat.
"Sweet" meat is not sweet, but a name for women.
She danced enchantingly, and seemingly casually put her jade hand on Jia Luo's left shoulder, thinking to herself: Wouldn't it be beautiful if she seduced the monk into falling into the mortal world for her!
Cui Simei had no idea how terrible her idea was! Not to mention that quarreling with the person in front of you is better than seeking the skin of a tiger, and the gain outweighs the loss.
"Where is the eminent monk going?"
"The poor monk is going to Fengyan."
However, what Cui Simei heard was "Canggo...I want to go too."
"If the donor doesn't mind, then let's go together." After saying that, he walked forward unhurriedly.
Cui Simei, on the other hand, followed him closely.
On the other side of the fourth dimension, Wuyou and Ming Jiuye also embarked on the road to find Shark.
Looking at the Wuwang Sea below him, Wuyou lay sickly on Baoyue's back and muttered: "In such a big sea, it would be a pity not to catch fish once."
From the time of the fish brain accident to now, she often wanders off and says funny things, but her demeanor is gloomy.
"Girl, it's still early to reach the red leaf forest, otherwise..."
Sensing Ming Jiuye's worry, Wuyou quickly adjusted her mentality. She sat up and smiled lightly at Ming Jiuye, with the blooming pear nest looming on her cheek: "Husband, it's important to hurry up. After we get them all back, , I want to start
A swimming competition and a fishing competition! Would you like to let the hunters and Longyin Guards also participate? "
"Okay, what's the reward for winning?" Ming Jiuye asked with a novel expression.
"Hmm... I haven't thought of this yet, please help me think about it." Sharing means responding, because responding will trigger more happiness.
"Girl, don't you think it's time for the Immortal City to be lively and lively! How about the Immortal City also holds a national ♥ Games, regardless of age, and winners will be rewarded?" Ming Jiuye also actively suggested.
"Yeah! I agree with both hands! But after my husband said this, I remembered that I still have important things to do. Hurry! Summon the Chief Secretary Buyu and Lan Jiu out quickly." The city rules of the Immortal City are flawed. Too many and have to be reformulated.
"By the way, there's also Brother and Lone Wolf."
"Now?"
"Yes, that's right, right now." Seeing her sitting upright in high spirits, Ming Jiuye had no choice but to agree to her, and with a thought, everyone appeared on Baoyue's back.
"Brother, how are you writing?" Nighthawk held a pen in one hand and a piece of paper in the other.
Suddenly, a gust of cool wind filled his mouth, and he was shocked to realize where he was. "You two, can you please inform me in advance next time? Fortunately, my heart can withstand it strong enough, otherwise I would have been scared to death."
Wuyou grinned and said, "Definitely, next time."
While talking and laughing, they sat in a circle and began to discuss all the existing shortcomings of the Immortal City.
For example: Planting has been unable to improve because the spiritual springs and spiritual grasses are all on the other side of the mountain, and Wuyou has no intention of opening everything there to the residents of the Immortal City.
Once people give too much at once, they can easily fall into a vicious cycle of sitting back and enjoying the benefits, so at this stage, they are relying on the distributed vegetables to rely on themselves.
At this time, Lone Wolf said: "The dishes are too simple. It would be better to raise some edible livestock and poultry."
"Didn't the cows and sheep I bought last time have babies? The chickens and ducks didn't even lay an egg?" Wuyou looked surprised.
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."
