Everyone came looking for the sound, and the sound of water flow kept getting louder. Until they saw the "ball" in Wuyou's mouth, Ming Jiuye approached the water source, lifted Wuyou's neck, and pulled her out of the water.
"Husband, put me down quickly, there is a fish! There is a fish!"
I saw her bare feet lying around, and most of her skirt was wet. She was still holding some water plants and stones in her hands and refused to throw them away.
"Those fish are not enough for you to stuff between your teeth!" He said and threw the knife at Po Meng who was standing by the water with a small fish in her hand.
Po Meng also looked aggrieved. As soon as she ran over, the Empress had already jumped into the river and successfully caught a "drinking dish".
How dare she spoil the fun!
As soon as his two bare feet landed on the ground, Wuyou pretended to be angry and said: "Stupid husband! You don't understand this, fish is the best when paired with lamb. Let Granny Meng cook some fish soup and roast a whole lamb. Not to mention how delicious it is." She never stopped eating.
Ming Jiuye glanced at the silver hair on the grass. Just as he was about to speak, he was drowned out by urgent calls.
"It's Xian'er who's back!"
"It's Sister Xian'er!"
"Xian'er! Xian'er!..." At this time, bursts of cheers came from the green grass.
"Uh... Husband, did you hear that? The sheep has spoken!" Wuyou lowered his voice and said sideways.
Hearing this, Ming Jiuye couldn't help but smile: "Mrs. Stupid, they are snow foxes, not sheep."
In fact, it's no wonder Wuyou didn't notice that these snow foxes were all as fat as pigs and as fat as balls. If it weren't for their erect pointed ears, he probably wouldn't have noticed them right away.
"Fox? It's obviously just a group of balls!" After Wuyou finished speaking, Yunxian led a group of "ball" foxes and knelt in front of her.
"Master, please save them."
"How good is the food here?" Her focus is always so strange.
"That man plays the flute all day long whenever he has free time. When we hear the sound of the flute, we start eating non-stop. Once we stop, we will feel very uncomfortable." A snow fox that was so fat that he couldn't even open his eyes said while eating.
"How long have you been like this?"
"Let me tell you this! It's been a month, and they said they would take us out of here in a few days to sell us for money."
A ball rolled out from the fox group. Its fat face squeezed its eyes into the size of mung beans. When speaking, it kept raising its eyebrows.
"Husband, please find my brother first and ask him to check the ball's eyes first. It seems to be cramping."
Her innocent words made Xue Hu, who was struggling to perform, turn his mouth into a slit, and his expression became even more ridiculous.
"I am Hu Qingcheng, the leader of the Xuehu clan. He thinks I am beautiful..."
"Come on! Does beauty have anything to do with you?" At this moment, Lan Jiu, who couldn't stand his nonsense, came over, crossed his arms and looked at the round "ball" of the self-proclaimed patriarch with disdain.
"Your Excellency...could it be that you are also from the Fox clan?" Yuanqiu said blankly, his eyes blazing when he saw Lan Jiu's appearance.
"I'm a human being, stupid!" After scolding Lan Jiu, he took off his boots, rolled up his trousers and walked towards the water.
"You are so good-looking...can you be the leader of our Snow Fox Clan?" The ball named Qingcheng said panting as he trotted all the way on his cumbersome short legs.
"Unzen, where is your clan leader?"
Yunxian's two fox eyes slowly glanced towards the water, Wuyou's face suddenly stiffened, "Don't say that guy is your clan leader."
"Master, he really is."
"Why did he become the clan leader?" It was definitely not about strength, Wuyou thought.
"Brother Qingcheng is so good-looking!" At this time, a childish voice suddenly came from the "Qiu" group.
"So... you chose the clan leader based on his beauty?" Wuyou twitched his lips and asked with a look of disbelief.
"Return to the master, yes."
"excellent!"
If he hadn't been concerned about the young fox present, Wuyou would have wanted to curse right now: Damn it! Can you please stop being such a childish person!
Seeing the anger on Wuyou's face, Ming Jiuye suddenly frowned: "Are all the snow foxes here?"
"There is another batch, which was driven to the foot of the mountain behind by that person.\./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./wrong\./first\./issue~~"
"Husband, what should we do now?" Space Wei said. (The next page is more exciting!)
The area that had been opened up was actually very large, but it was quite difficult to accommodate a new ethnic group.
The most important thing is that there are too many races in the space, and the Mane Tribe is still crowded together with the Dragon Song Guards and the others.
"If you want to send them home, you must enter Qingtian Continent."
Ming Jiuye waved his sleeves and placed the wooden chairs and tables in front of the wooden house on the grass in front of him.
"Don't think about it, it must have been the eldest princess again who brought the foxes from Qingtian Continent to a place like this where birds don't poop. It's really a loss for her to think of it!" Wuyou was killed by Ming Jiuye Holding it in his arms, he walked towards the wooden chair.
Po Meng picked up Wuyou's red double beads and followed behind.
"She was probably trying to compete for imperial power, and deliberately acted like the person in power today who was derelict in their duties, so that she could make it public during the crusade."
"Husband, she is really bad to the core! But how much can she sell for a pound if she keeps them so fat?" Wuyou asked with a frown.
"Silly girl, isn't the fur on your body worth more than the meat?"
If he thought correctly, these people should be like those evil businessmen selling fox skins in San Dimension. \./hand\./machine\./version\./first\./issue\./update\./new~~
Malice feeds foxes to the limit, allowing them to grow into thick and wide fur in the shortest possible time.
When necessary, they will also inject some growth-promoting hormones, just to satisfy human beings' endless desires and vanity.
Walking to the wooden chair, Ming Jiuye still didn't put Wuyou down, but hugged her and sat down.
"Well, what my husband said makes sense. Then leave one to lead the way, and the rest will be brought back to space first, and let Zhisi Buyu divide a forest for them. We will make detailed plans in the future. What do you think, husband?"
"I listen to Madam, but please think carefully. If you participate in this matter, it will be equivalent to interfering in the battle for the demon clan's throne. If problems arise later, Madam may not have any free time."
He selfishly did not want Wuyou to intervene in matters related to the Imperial Cultivator in any form.
"But if you don't care, what's the difference between us and those flute players? If the emperor of the demon clan dares to cause trouble in the future, well... then I will beat him to the ground so that he can't pick it up!" Wuyou finished speaking! Showed his little fist.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." With a wave of his sleeves, except for the unreliable Qingcheng Ball Fox, all the other snow foxes were taken into the space by Ming Jiuye.
"Master, Brother Qingcheng is actually a very nice person, except for a little bit of a poor mouth." Seeing that her tribe was rescued, Yunxian was really happy, and unknowingly said good things about the "spherical body" by the water. .
"A poor talker... is the one who gets beaten in Lanjiu's place."
as expected!
"I shouldn't! You pig can't understand, can you!" A round ball was dragged into the river by Lan Jiu. What was even more amazing was that the round fox actually floated on the water and drifted downstream.
"Help! Yun Xian! Help me!" There were small splashes of water around him, but they did not change the flow of the river at all.
Upon hearing the call for help, Yunxian quickly looked at Wuyou. When Wuyou nodded in agreement, she immediately rushed towards the river.
Seeing Qingcheng drifting further and further away, Wuyou couldn't help but comment: "Uh... Daqing is a hollow guy. If he sells meat, he will lose his pants!"
Seeing her expression gradually becoming angry, Ming Jiuye immediately remembered that Gui Slave's tea jelly was still there!
Then he looked at Po Meng, who also realized it. She bowed and disappeared into a ray of red light.
"Ma'am, let's eat some beans first." Ming Jiuye suddenly had an extra purse in his hand, which contained the beans that he had not finished eating last time.
Seeing her obediently taking it, he spoke again: "Ma'am, do you want to grill or cook the fish you caught later?"
"It's too small, I guess I can only..."
"Fish! Hurry! Big fish!"
Hearing the sound, Wuyou ran over with a "swish" and saw Lan Jiu hugging the body of the fish tightly with both hands and clamping the tail of the fish with his legs to prevent it from rolling.
"Wow! What a big fish!" After being amazed, he still shouted: "Husband, light a fire, I want to eat grilled fish." Seeing her smile again, Ming Jiuye felt much happier.
He approached a dead branch and picked up some flat cuts that were used as fire transmission sources. He couldn't help but wonder about the weapons used by the flute player. After arranging the wood into a tripod, he bounced it from his hand. A firework.
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"Husband, look at this fish, it's too big!" Wuyou ran over holding the fish in his arms.
The fish's body was about half her body. It was not easy to catch such a big fish in such a small river.
"Husband, where is Granny Meng?" Wuyou asked suspiciously when he suddenly noticed that there was a missing color around him.
"I asked her to go do something and she'll be back later in the evening." Ming Jiuye said, taking the lively fish from Wuyou's hand and throwing it directly on the wooden table.
When the fish was about to jump off, a dagger nailed the fish body to the wooden table.
At this time, Lan Jiu came up from the water and said, "What's so delicious about grilled fish? Brother Jiu will make you a delicious delicacy that has never been seen before."
He pulled out his dagger and scratched the fish's body back and forth, causing the scales to fly everywhere.
The sharp blade split the fish into two parts, and he successfully removed the fish bones with great skill.
While Lan Jiu was patiently handling the fish, Wuyou raised his eyes and saw hundreds of flowers blooming deep in the jungle.
"Husband, the flowering season is coming." Her eyes were full of spring water, and her cheeks seemed to reveal an unreachable melancholy.
Ming Jiuye sighed and knelt down, putting on the red beads for Wuyou with his own hands, "Maybe it's for this reason that he wanted to find you urgently. Let's set off after finishing the business here. It's been too long... ...He will be sad." You will be sad too. If you are unhappy, your husband will be sad too.
"Well, okay." She couldn't ignore the call of the soul. The worry-free calls made her heart stop. He must have been looking for her for a long time.
"Husband, will he be the last one?" The last remaining soul.
"My husband doesn't know, don't worry, no matter whether he is right or not, he will take the dominant position and guard you." She was afraid, afraid that like the last time, her left center would be taken away without any warning.
Even if they were the same person, she would still be sad.
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. No\./Wrong\./Updated\./New`.w`.a`.p`.`.c`. o`.m" Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run. Only in this way can you 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, or perform a beheading. (The next page is more exciting!)
Move or something.
"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 ho, ho ho!" 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 search me for me."
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. w_/a_/p_/\_/.\_/c\_/o\_/m ".
