"Tsk tsk, forget it if you don't resist the beating, but if you don't resist the scare!" Wuyou was about to ask Po Meng where the oil ghosts had gone.
Looking sideways, he saw groups of half-dead evil spirits floating out of the guest room.
Wuyou's eyes widened in shock: "Mother Meng, you are too cruel! Can you still cook like this?"
Everyone looks at me and I look at you. Sure enough, you can't expect anything from this woman. She only thinks about her stomach.
Po Meng said with a peaceful face: "Don't worry, Madam, it won't affect me. If they are no longer useful, the old slave will come and hold the spoon for Madam."
"Yeah, if it's no longer useful, just throw it away! Anyway, we are full of versatile ghosts in Fengdu."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wuyou noticed that the evil aura that had just spread out on the ground immediately took shape.
"Are the queen and the emperor going out? It's hot today. Let's go prepare some tea jelly for the queen and send it over later." At this time, the leading oil ghost jumped out in a hurry and said.
"That's pretty much it, let's go!" Wuyou curled his lips and turned to Han Lie and Yue Yun.
"And you guys, hurry up and pack up before you go out. It's really a sight to be in a chicken coop!"
"Your Majesty, please calm down! I will go get ready now." After saying this, Han Lie grabbed Yue Yun who was still in a daze and ran into the side room together.
After a while, the two people walked out in style.
"Bring them on first. It's not appropriate for you to reveal your identity now." Lan Jiu took out two bronze masks and handed them over.
"Okay! Let's go!" Wuyou gave the order, and she and Ming Jiuye walked in front, followed by Po Meng, leading the solidified Wan'er and Heping'er by the side.
Lan Jiu led Han Lie and Yue Yun behind, while Han Yan and Liu Quan stayed in the farmyard, protected by You Guier.
The noisy streets were bustling with people, "Husband, there are so many people today!" Wuyou stood on tiptoes and looked at the surging crowd ahead.
"Baby, why don't your husband hold you and watch!" Seeing how hard it was for her to jump up and down all the way, Ming Jiuye said in a low voice.
"No! I, I, I can see!" In fact, she could only see rows and rows of shoulders.
"Hmm...it seems to be on sale at the front..."
"What are you selling? Husband." She seemed to have heard something extraordinary, and the graceful little man came over.
"See for yourself, madam, here, in front." Ming Jiuye pretended not to see her slightly dizzy mouth, and pointed the folding fan forward.
"Where is it?" Wuyou jumped several times in a row but couldn't see clearly. He wanted to know again, so he could only take the initiative to explore Ming Jiuye's neck with his little hands, but...
Ming Jiuye kept raising his head and moving around, but he couldn't be hugged at all. In desperation, he turned his eyes and said, "Husband, please hug me!"
"Okay! Husband, give me a hug."
At first glance, they were dressed in red, but now the man actually hugged the woman in public. You must know that the stereotype of men being superior to women has been deeply ingrained in their cognition.
"Who is this?"
"I haven't seen it before. I think I came here to participate in the auction."
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Passers-by were talking a lot, but they all turned a blind eye and finally arrived at the auction house called "Yuan" under the spotlight.
From the outside, the auction house looks extremely dilapidated and underground.
Standing at the door of the auction house were two people who looked like they were strong warriors. "Huh? Husband, isn't this an old man selling herbal tea?"
Every time a group of people approaches, the tickets purchased in the previous two days must be handed over to them.
"It's him, let's go, it's time for us to enter." Po Meng took out a few tickets from her hand and handed them over.
"Please!" The old man glanced behind them, and when his eyes came to rest on Wai Yueyun, he immediately turned his face away.
Entering the auction house, Wuyou's first feeling was that it was cold and cold. The auction house formed a ring, and the rings were connected like a whirlpool.
In the middle of the auction room is a circular display stand. The perimeter of the stand is as wide as a black hole like a river. It's scary to look at it.
There are no distinctions between religions and schools here, you can enter if you have a ticket.
, some of them are driven by curiosity, and some of them come because of the reputation.
As time passed quietly, the auction finally came to its opening time.
jingle –
A ringing bell!
Everyone stopped talking, and the scene suddenly became silent. Everyone present was staring at the center of the auction house, for fear of missing out on good luck as soon as the auction started.
"The first lot: white shark pearl, starting price is 10,000 taels."
After a dull male voice finished speaking, everyone saw a middle-aged man in a blue robe walking from another entrance to the auction house.
He held a wooden tray in both hands, on which lay a white shark bead, which was shiny and smooth in color and emitted a gentle light.
"Husband, this Shark Pearl is so beautiful, why do these people look so crazy?" Wuyou and Ming Jiuye and their group were all sitting on the periphery of the circular seats, so the expressions of everyone in the audience could be seen clearly.
"Your Majesty, Wuwu Sea is too far away from here. Most of these people have heard of Shark Pearls, but few have actually seen them." Po Meng explained her confusion at the side.
"Today, no matter how they obtained the shark beads, they must pay with blood." The bidding in the auction house has already begun.
"Twenty thousand taels!"
"Thirty thousand!"
..."One hundred thousand taels!" The auction price is still soaring here, and there is still an endless stream of bidders.
"One hundred thousand taels! Husband, why don't you go back and show Hai Si and the others some tragic drama?"
"What does Madam want with Shark Pearl?" He knew that Wuyou liked money, but this time it was definitely not for money.
"You can throw them into the spiritual lake and let them absorb the spiritual energy. Maybe they can cultivate some heavenly and earthly treasures." After saying that, she winked at Ming Jiuye mischievously, with an expression that seemed to say: Husband, Am I very smart? Praise me!
Ming Jiuye picked her up from the seat next to him, held her in his arms and said, "Well... my husband thinks it's better to show a tragedy than a comedy, the kind that can make you laugh and cry. In fact, the tears of mermaids and humans are very different. The joys and sorrows The presentation is also the most intuitive, Madam, you can give it a try."
Getting along between two people is not just as simple as pampering each other like a child, but also on this basis, they should instill in each other a correct outlook on life.
The hardships that humans endure when they are young will become a lingering shadow in adulthood. Before Wuyou became a hunter in the third dimension, the inhuman torture and cruel training all shaped her current character. Junqu Pavilion
There is no distinction between likes and dislikes, only joy. Fortunately, as the burdens on her shoulders increase, she gradually begins to distinguish between good and evil. Although sometimes she can't sort them out clearly, their life has just begun.
Even he himself is vulnerable to Zuoyang's legacy of insecurity and the fear that led to Wuyou's death.
"Yeah, you'er took note of it." As soon as the two of them finished talking, the Shark Pearl was photographed for one gold.
"Second lot: Extraordinary Shark Beads, bidding starts at one hundred thousand taels!"
This time, a girl wearing an aqua blue dress holds sand in her hands. A beautiful special-shaped bead is placed in the middle of the sand. Its halo ranges from black to green to gray, and the luster appears differently at different angles. .
"This is so beautiful!"
"It turns out that shark beads come in so many colors!"
While everyone was marveling at the beauty of the shark bead, only Wuyou's face turned warm and angry, "What's wrong, baby?"
"These are tears shed by being frightened. I can feel it." The helpless fear stretched out towards her like big, deformed hands.
Seeing the dark river surging in her eyes, Ming Jiuye immediately looked at her: "Wuyou! Hold still, don't cry! Don't worry, they are safe for the time being. My husband sent a ghost slave to check it out." Emotional management seems to be getting worse.
"Thank you, husband." She buried her head in Ming Jiuye's neck. Without him, maybe she would become a veritable monster.
After comforting Hao Wuyou, Ming Jiuye felt it was necessary to give a warning: "Madam, can you promise your husband something?"
"What's the matter?" Wuyou asked as he separated from his arms.
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What's going on? You have always done a good job, whether I am Zuo Yang or Ming Jiuye, that is, except for your husband, you cannot cry in front of anyone, okay? "
Her tears were once the elixir of longevity that all the dark forces in China wanted to snatch. For this reason, she always lived in a hail of bullets. In this life, he hoped to hide her "golden tears" well before finding the ultimate outcome.
"Okay, I promise you, pull the hook!" She stretched out her little finger and sealed the agreement with Ming Jiuye.
At this time, the second shark bead has fallen into Jun's house. Wuyou wanted to see who bought this sad "tears" and wanted to buy it back from him later, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a familiar face.
It was at that time that the sick man kindly reminded Wuyou that he was holding his daughter in the same position as Ming Jiuye was holding her at the moment. This made Wuyou a little awkward, and he immediately wanted to move back to his seat.
"Ma'am, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"It's hot...it's a bit hot..." She finished speaking lamely, feeling a wave of coolness on her face.
"The wind has picked up, so it won't be hot now!" After saying that, she pressed her protruding head back into her arms, and murmured in her ears: "I hug my wife, and he hugs his. Woman, it’s reasonable! Reasonable! Legal!”
After finishing speaking, he quickly bit the tip of Wuyou's sensitive ear and said, "Mrs. Bad, you are not good at all."
Wuyou's neck suddenly shrank in shock: "Hmm...how did your husband find out?"
"When you are in your husband's arms, of course you can see everything you do."
"The third item on the lot: Beauty Noodles! No need to go into details about this. Only a demon fox who has practiced for thousands of years can pull it off. The starting price is ten thousand taels!"
"Husband, you have a beautiful face again!" Why are these people so keen on peeling off their "faces"?
"Don't worry, take a look first and then talk."
After a while, two burly men strode in from the entrance holding chains in their hands.
The iron chain rubbed against the ground and made a "wha-la-wha-la..." sound, which made people gnash their teeth and frown. On the other end of the chain was a little girl baring her teeth in a ruthless manner.
She is young, has raised fox eyes, and has a hint of charm in her demonic appearance. This is a characteristic of the fox clan, and she is not trying to please anyone.
"They don't want to peel it off and sell it now, do they?" Her clenched fists showed that she was angry!
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 stick under the wheel.
A wooden stick with a sharpened top, two meters long, thick at the handle and getting thinner as it goes 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."
