The two female ghost attendants, one named Wan'er and the other named Ping'er, are the step-granddaughters adopted by Po Meng on the Naihe Bridge.
When the two ghosts were human beings, they were kind to others but were bullied to death by the villains. Po Meng took pity on the two ghosts and stayed with her as an errand, sparing them the punishment of going to the galaxy prison.
When the gathered fingertips of Heisha were about to cut through Han Wuer's skin, she suddenly heard her voice "enlightenment":
"Wait a minute! Are you sent by the *** who won the lease to my house in Qixia Village last night? If you have the ability to let me go, bullying the less with more is nothing!"
"You deserve to be damned if you dare to scold our queen!" Wan'er grimaced and slapped Han Wu'er on the face.
Immediately, the thin-skinned and tender face was scratched with bloody marks, and the black sinister energy was instantly submerged, and soon black water began to flow out.
"Ah... you ah... what did you do! My face! My face! Ah ah..." Han Wu'er covered her face that was gradually distorting and screamed crazily, but there seemed to be no one in the huge city lord's mansion. .
"Ah...ah, my hand, my hand, ah...", the delicate white jade hand was corroded by the black water into mottled white bones. Not only that, her body began to emit a pungent stench.
"Wan'er, the skin hasn't been peeled yet, so you should start playing with it first. Hold it down and do business first." After Ping'er Rourou said, she gently stabbed Han Wu'er in the back.
Push lightly with your fingertips, and the finger blades as sharp as autumn frost can easily "draw" a regular shape.
After a while, she said, "Grandma, look, is Ping'er's craftsmanship much better?" She held up the thin, gauze-like human skin with the back of her hand to show it to Grandma Meng.
"Yes, the leather seems to be missing a bit, but it's okay. Let's study it when we go back and put it away first." Po Meng said with an appreciative smile.
"Yes", Ping'er gently folded the "paper" and put it into the purse on his waist.
"Mother-in-law, what should she do?" Wan'er asked, holding a rag-shaped Han Wu'er in her hand.
"Here is a good Xingnao tea, let her drink it." Po Meng said and a kettle appeared in her hand. If you look closely, it is exactly the same as Qixia's teapot.
Ping'er took the teapot and walked over, clamped Han Wu'er's chin with one hand, inserted the spout of the teapot directly into her mouth, and began to drink. .
"Uh huh... uh..."
Han Wu'er was forced to keep swallowing as soon as she became conscious. Her jaw didn't seem to be hers, and her tongue didn't seem to be hers either. Her brain couldn't control their operations at all.
"I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to enjoy it, so I added some things to it for fun, but don't ruin my interest in watching the show." After saying this, there was no one else in the boudoir.
Han Wu'er had no support and fell to the ground, "***! You have to die a good death!" She dug the bones into the cracks in the ground, not forgetting to utter a vicious curse.
"Isn't the punishment too light? I really want to crush her soul right now!" Wan'er said from outside the window.
"What's the hurry! Go and pay homage to the empress first, and wait later! She will suffer." Ping'er immediately agreed from one side.
Hearing this, Po Meng nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, let's go."
In the small farmyard, it was as bright as day, and the ghosts who were rushing to die today were kneeling on the ground. They were shivering and unable to speak.
At this time, a gust of dark wind came in, "Guard Nine, where is my mother-in-law?" Meng Po found a place to stay and found that Lan Jiu was the only one in the courtyard.
"Grandma Meng? Why are you here? Your Majesty is not in a good condition and has not woken up." Lan Jiu looked at the main room and replied worriedly.
Seeing the figures walking around in the main room, Po Meng thought: "Okay, old lady, let's go see what dishes the oil ghosts have prepared."
When he raised his feet, he caught a glimpse of the new souls all over the ground, and a dark light shot out of his eyes.
"Pen them up, go back and play slowly."
"Yes", Wan'er formed a seal with her hands, and a green ghost talisman circled all the new ghosts together. When it returned to Wan'er's hand again, the green talisman had been wrapped into the size of a gold coin, and she threw it into her purse. .
Seeing Po Meng walk in, all the oil ghosts bowed respectfully and said, "Mother-in-law, you are here. I am not feeling well and have been unconscious."
"I already know, what dishes have you prepared?" Meng Po has always been meticulous, and she has strict requirements for the emperor and empress' meals.
"Everything is ready here. We also want to make some pure lotus seed porridge for the queen to try." One of the oil ghosts introduced.
"It's too cold with lotus seeds. Let's change it to red date porridge. Your Majesty can't eat cold food these days. Don't make a mistake and disturb your sleep."
Her meticulous bun was decorated with two competing red flowers, which Wuyou had specially found for her. They were picked from the ice wall at the back of the Immortal City. They were named "Spring Welcome", which had a profound meaning.
"Yes, you guys have taken note of it."
In the main room, there were heavy clouds. "Why are you still not awake? You shouldn't be!" Nighthawk stood beside the bed and muttered.
The palm band clearly shows that everyone has been awakened, why are they still in a coma?
"Damn boy, can you please be quiet? You are in a hurry, Zuo is more anxious than you." Ye Xiao said and dragged Night Eagle out of the room, and Yan Er followed him out with a frustrated look on his face.
Everyone was silent, fearing that they would not know the news of Wuyou's awakening at the first time.
At the same time, Han Wuer put on her veil, hid herself in her loose white robe and walked out of the boudoir.
She walked in a hurry along the way, and the servants all wondered why she still wore a veil in the night.
"Miss, are you okay?" A steward in charge of purchasing at the house couldn't help but stepped forward and asked when he saw Han Wu'er dressed in a fairy-like outfit.
"Go away!" Han Wu'er couldn't describe the feeling of shame coming from her body.
Ever since she stepped out of her Xianglan residence, every time she met a man, her body would react violently.
I can't help but want to get closer...
Looking at the walking figure behind him, the steward sniffed his nose with a look of fascination and chanted in a low voice: "Miss, you are indeed a eldest lady, even the body fragrance is so addictive."
He followed closely behind him and entered the main courtyard of the city lord, Lan Junyuan.
Seeing her stop every three steps, standing there and twisting her delicate body, the steward's heart was burning with desire.
After a while, Qianying entered the main room. As a servant in the mansion, he still understood the rules of the city lord's mansion very well. He was in the outer courtyard, poking his head to get a closer look.
"Daughter... my daughter has met her father." Han Wu'er stood at the door and bowed.
"Here you are... huh? Why don't you come in and talk?" Han Ji looked at her angrily.
Everyone knew what was going on in Qixia Village. He sent two waves of killers and all of them died in front of the door.
The most frightening thing is that when the person who went to investigate came back to report, he didn't see clearly the appearance or figure of the murderer until there were piles of corpses in front of the door.
Han Wu'er hesitated, her legs rubbing restlessly from side to side. When Han Ji saw her performance, he thought she was timid.
"Why...don't you even want to listen to your father's words?"
After thinking again and again, Han Wu'er still approached slowly with small steps. A wisp of charming fragrance entered her mouth and nose, and Han Ji's eyes gradually deviated from the "right path."
"My daughter made a mistake, I hope... daddy will forgive me..." She said her words of begging for mercy in a charming and frivolous way.
"Wu'er, why are you wearing a veil so late at night?" Han Ji's breath began to become unstable when faced with temptation.
"My daughter... accidentally hurt her face." She bit her red lips, her face turned red, and the undulating waves on her chest seemed to break through the constraints of her clothes and burst out at any time.
"come over!"
Han Ji was furious, and like a new command, Han Wuer twisted her hips and walked slowly over, and Ruxue's jade arms climbed up without knowing it.
The steward who was hiding in the outer courtyard did not wait for Han Wuer to exit and was about to leave when he heard a woman's moans coming from the main room.
He was stunned and froze in place, "How is that possible?"
In order to find out what was going on, he leaned over again.
Under the candlelight, he saw two touches of flesh color intertwining and surging, and unexpectedly sticking to each other.
After a while, "Harmonious melody" sounded again and again in the main room.
law".
On the other side, Wuyou finally regained consciousness from the coma, "Husband, why are you crying?" When she woke up, she felt a moist heat deepening on the back of her hands.
Hearing the haunting voice in his ears, Ming Jiuye excitedly hugged Wuyou's face and kissed her wildly, "Smelly girl, you finally woke up."
She looked at Ming Jiuye with dreamy eyes: "What happened?"
Hearing this, Ming Jiuye was suddenly stunned. Could it be that she had forgotten everything that happened before? She said with trembling tongue: "No, no, you have slept for too long. The oil ghosts have already prepared the food..."
He choked and rolled his Adam's apple twice before finally saying, "Did you sleep well?"
"Well, I slept well. My husband was with me in my dream, and You'er was very happy." As soon as she finished speaking, the look on Ming Jiuye's face suddenly changed. In the dream... he... could he be the next soul? Has Canshi been found?
He was slightly absent-minded and said, "That's good, come on, let's go eat something delicious." He held Wuyou's hand and was about to leave, but was pulled back by his lovely wife.
"Husband, I'm here, don't cry." There was a hint of undetectable sadness in her brows, and she said with a smile with a slight curve in the corner of her mouth.
As soon as he finished speaking, tears couldn't stop falling from his eyes, and silver shark beads bounced all over the floor.
"Husband, my eyes seem to be broken..." This was the first time Ming Jiuye saw her crying so sadly. Her feet were covered with silver light spots, shining like a dazzling sea of stars.
"Don't be afraid, maybe his soul body is not as powerful as my husband's! Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..." It turned out that she was unwilling to wake up because she sensed the approach of the residual thoughts of her soul consciousness.
"Silly girl, he is me and I am him. Madam, even if... you also want to be happy. Don't make your husband worry, okay?"
My silly girl, you can't resist him, and your soul can't reject him. I'm not afraid that he doesn't love you, because "we" only love you.
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 an enemy spy
Inspectors, called scouts in this era, were 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."
