After about a quarter of an hour, Wuyou put down his chopsticks and said, "Husband, I'm full, let's go."
"Your Majesty, please bring some fruit..."
A greasy ghost came out of the room and handed Wuyou a paper bag. Because Ming Jiuye had covered his dark eyes again, Yue Yun only heard his voice but did not see his form.
He watched blankly as a paper bag floated out of the room and stopped in Wuyou's hand.
…
"Master, it seems that my ability to transport objects has improved a lot." Lan Jiu was on the side trying to save the situation.
"Someone called you empress just now...you are..."
"Empress? Is there any? Mr. Yue is not hallucinating, is he?"
"You can't..."
At this time, another gust of wind blew by his ears, "You are hallucinating, you are hallucinating, you are hallucinating..."
Seeing You Guier's poor acting skills, Wuyou simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dead in Ming Jiuye's arms.
After a moment, he said, "Maybe the old man is hallucinating again, let's go."
When he said this, of course everyone would not refute and had no choice but to follow him out of the yard.
After a stick of incense, everyone walked to a remote back alley. There was not a single house in sight in the entire street. The place was dilapidated and dark, in sharp contrast to the brightly lit front alley.
"Can anyone live here?"
The air was filled with a rotten mold, and the floor was covered with wet moss bricks.
"Alas! There is no other way." In order to prevent the people in the city from visiting, they had no choice but to move here.
"But the environment here is not suitable for recuperation at all." Wuyou looked at the dilapidated house in front of him, with a somewhat sad look in his eyes.
As the respected lord of the city in Source City, yet he was hiding in a place like this just to make the people of the city live a good life. She was extremely looking forward to meeting him.
"This is a fool, doesn't it even have an oil lamp?" Lan Jiu looked around and complained.
"Husband, give me my goldfish lantern quickly." As he said that, Ming Jiuye had an extra lantern in his hand, and he immediately forgot about Yue Yun who was standing beside him.
"You...are you from a continent with spiritual energy? Did you just conjure a lantern from your purse?" He had too many questions. If this was really the case, then their Yuanji country would be saved.
"Well, we can't tell you where you are coming from. Let's ask Mr. Yue to lead the way." What Ming Jiuye said was airtight, but it was quite convincing.
"Yes, yes, everyone, please come with me." Yue Yun immediately became respectful.
Although it was not what Wuyou and his party wanted, things have already happened, so doing so may not be entirely a bad thing.
After going through a few gaps in the mud, I saw a dim light, "We're here, it's just ahead."
After a while, "Who is outside?"
"Young Master, it's me! Yue Yun!"
"Uncle Yun? Is that you?"
"It's me, open the door quickly, I'm bringing the doctor."
The door opened, "Are they doctors?" Although the young man smiled, his smile was full of desolation and desolation.
"Yes, it will definitely work this time."
"Thank you all in advance, Hanyan, for taking the trouble to visit late at night. Please!" He walked forward with a half-bent attitude.
"Straighten your waist and walk!" Lan Jiu slapped his waist straight with one palm. Regardless of Han Yan's shocked expression, he swaggered in first.
It was also necessary for Lan Jiu to take the lead in entering the house. They often discussed the experience of protecting the master with Longyin Guards. This was one of the ways to "lead by one's own example".
"Hahaha haha..."
As soon as he walked into the house, Wuyou heard breathing sounds like bellows coming from the inner room, and smelled a strong smell of herbs.
"The cabin is simple, please!" There is only one table and two wooden chairs in the hall, without any extra furnishings.
"My father is in the inner room. Excuse me, who is the doctor?" Looking at the two golden crow masks in front of him, Han Yan asked softly.
"My husband and I are both, young master, please lead the way."
"please"
, Han Yan did not take a closer look at the eyes under the mask, but felt that the couple in front of him was by no means as simple as doctors.
But the person was brought by Uncle Yun, whom he respected the most, so he had no choice but to lift the white curtain and let the person in.
"Ayan...who is here..."
"It's Uncle Yun. Uncle Yun has found a doctor." Han Yan came over and said.
"Oh~ let them go...it's useless. How about the thing I asked you...to do?"
Just by listening to the voice, Wuyou knew where his illness was, and Yu Yue was one of them. It seemed that someone had disabled his martial arts.
"My child has already cast into nearly a hundred paper boats, but Fengdu hasn't sent anyone yet. Father, maybe..."
"Fengdu? Do you have anything to report to Fengdu?" Wuyou came over at this time holding a lantern.
"What! There is still the voice of a female doll...Yan'er, what's going on! What's going on!" Han Lie shouted excitedly while lying on the bed.
Wuyou could feel the strong sense of resistance in his body, "Hanyan, right? Let's go out first. This girl has to treat my father's illness."
"But……"
"The family's medical skills will not be passed on to others. Please do it!" Seeing Wuyou's resolute attitude, Han Yan could only compromise for the sake of his father's health.
"Father, relax, she's just a doctor. I'm in the hall. Call me if you need anything. Uncle Yun is also outside. It's okay." After Han Yan explained many things, he opened the curtain and walked out with confidence.
After the white curtain was lowered, Wuyou stepped forward and pushed the goldfish lantern a few inches onto the bed, "Let me ask you, do you have anything to report to Fengdu?"
Under the hazy halo, Han Lie had an angry look on his face. Until he saw the brilliance overflowing from under the golden crow mask, he felt his chest tremble violently and felt a little overwhelmed.
He suddenly nodded heavily and looked at the person in front of him with burning eyes, "Yes, there is a demon in Yuanji... I, the people of Yuan City... are suffering unspeakably. I ask the Empress... to make the decision for us and the subjects."
"Uh... you figured it out so quickly..." She stopped mid-sentence and looked at Han Lie on the bed with a look of doubt.
"After the wedding in Fengdu, the empress was elected as the Sea Emperor by the Shark Emperor Pearl. Her hair is as blue as the sea. Although I am sick, I have heard a lot about it." Han Lie explained his confusion, trying his best to smile, But he forgot his pale sick face.
"Oh! That's it." After speaking, he shouted towards the entrance of the inner room: "Husband, why didn't you receive his ship?"
"What! The emperor is here in person... I, I... I, Han Lie, am ashamed to be cultivated by the emperor." He tried hard for a long time but still couldn't turn around. In desperation, two lines of bloody tears flowed out of his cloudy eyes.
Seeing Wuyou Blood Eyes also appeared, "Husband, say something!"
"Hanlie, what's wrong with your legs?"
"Ah? What's wrong with his legs?" Only then did Wuyou look at his lower body. The empty robe... was gone!
"Who did it?"
"It's... the eldest lady of the Han family... Han Wu'er, she falsely accused me of molesting a good housewife... I have only Hanyan his mother in my life, and I have never had any evil intentions." As he said this, he burst into tears. It can be said to make those who hear it sad and those who listen to it cry.
In addition to being worry-free, of course!
"Okay, okay, stop crying, it's so ugly!" She curled her lips in disgust.
"Yes, yes, I forgive you! I forgive you!" he said hoarsely, and quickly wiped away his tears with his sleeves.
"Husband, please say something!"
Looking at Wuyou who was getting increasingly irritable, Ming Jiuye looked at her tenderly, his eyes filled with the light of stars: "What do you want to do, madam?"
"I want to go to the city lord's mansion now and kill those bastards!"
She took a big step and sat directly on the edge of the bed. Han Lie, who was so frightened that he was stuck in a routine, struggled to move his upper body on his shoulders.
Seeing that arrogant look, Ming Jiuye couldn't help but smile: "Madam, come here."
Hearing her husband's call, Wuyou jumped out of bed and walked over holding a lantern.
"Husband, what's wrong?"
She raised her head dizzily, and instantly, she merged into
The tenderness in his eyes.
"You obediently go to the hall and wait for your husband for a while. My husband has something to ask him."
"All right!"
At the same time in Star Continent, Feng Yanguo, "Brother, are you asleep?" Na'e asked lying beside the bed with his big round eyes open.
Hearing the sound, Cui Buqun turned around and said, "E'er, are you hungry again?"
"No, E'er just misses grandma. Big brother, when are we going home?" She was not used to sleeping alone.
"This is our home." After saying that, Cui Buqun felt something was wrong, "Well...if not, I'll ask someone to take you back in two days. It will be better if you go back." In order to take care of Na'e conveniently. In daily life, Cui Buqun has been sleeping on a blanket on the ground these days.
"What about big brother?"
"Big brother still has something to do. When he's done, he may go back." He didn't want to talk too much.
"How long is that?" the little guy asked reluctantly.
"How long... I don't know, big brother."
"Then E'er will stay with big brother here, and we will go back together when you are done."
"Don't you miss my grandma?"
"Brother, E'er is sleepy..." The little guy turned around and hid his head in the quilt, refusing to communicate.
At this time, Cui Buqun's heart could be described as mixed. He selfishly wanted E Zai Fengyan to accompany him, which would be worse if this house was empty.
But Na'e is too young after all, and it is inevitable that he will not get used to being away from his mother. He is busy during the day and has no time to accompany her.
"Brother, can I come down and sleep with you? I'm afraid."
"For the time being... we can't." Seeing tears welling up in the little guy's eyes, Cui Buqun immediately said, "E'er, let Yijin sleep with you, okay?"
"Really? Great, great!" She jumped up and immediately spread her bedding. "Brother, please give me a golden hug."
"Okay, you wait."
Seeing that the little guy was back to life, Cui Buqun felt a lot more relieved. He walked straight to the corner and took out Curly Mane, who was sleeping soundly in the wooden box.
After putting it away, Na'e fell asleep holding Yijin in a short while.
On the other side, in the Fourth Dimension and Guoyuan City, "Master, there is no one around." Lan Jiu and Zhi Si lined up around the house and came back.
"Then how did they know that someone had come to visit the old city lord?" Wuyou sat on a wooden chair, tapping his fingers on the table regularly.
Thump... thump... thump...
"What are you thinking about, madam?" Ming Jiuye walked out of the inner room at this time.
"Husband, let the crow slave come out."
"Okay" the sound fell, and the house was suddenly crowded with black ravens. Han Yan was so frightened that he froze in place and was speechless.
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, in case he
What if I see 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.
.
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."
