"I'm afraid you don't..." Before the woman could say these two words, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "I'm afraid you don't want to die."
With a light sentence, he immediately swallowed the rest of his words. Why does his master always turn to this hateful woman...
Seeing the resentful pout on his face, Wuyou thought he had choked on his own saliva.
He immediately choked and said: "Eat the saliva, you haven't been weaned yet!"
"you you you……"
You waited for a long time, but when he still couldn't tell, Ming Jiuye sent him directly back to the egg nest in space with a wave of his sleeves.
He could see that the snake was clearly restrained by a secret order, and no matter who it was, he had to guard against it.
"Husband, let's pack up and leave! I really miss Fengdu's pink jade square cake." The square cake made by You Guier does not come with a small bamboo basket, so it is almost boring to eat.
"Good boy, you have to wait a little longer. Han Lie's son Han Yan is quite weak. Let grandpa take a look at him later."
In this small country with no spiritual power, one still needs to have a good body.
"Well, you have to take a look. Your arms are thinner than mine. It feels like your neck will be ugh when you yawn..." She tilted her head and made Ming Jiuye laugh heartily.
Po Meng felt a lot more relieved when she saw that her empress was fine. If she hadn't withdrawn so many dishes without permission, her empress wouldn't have gone hungry.
Seemingly aware of Granny Meng's guilt, she said, "Grandma Meng, let your husband wait at home. Let's go shopping for a while first!" Anyway, it's just waiting no matter what.
"Old slave, please listen to your Majesty's orders."
"Your Majesty, can Wan'er and I go?" At this time, the two evil spirits beside Po Meng solidified into two beautiful girls.
"Of course, it's fun when there are more people! You can take whatever you want to buy, and I'll pay for it today, ma'am." Wuyou said, patting his chest, waving to Ming Jiuye and leading Po Meng and the others out the door.
"Just leaving like that?" Ming Jiuye murmured as he looked at the empty courtyard.
"If the emperor has something to say and didn't have time to tell the empress, I can do it for you."
"You can have a kid too."
"And me..." The six oil ghosts were in high spirits and introduced themselves three feet away from Ming Jiuye.
"It's okay, I'm just afraid that my wife will eat randomly." Do you want me to say in front of you: My wife goes out without me? What a bunch of idiots!
The reaction of the oil ghosts was: "Got it! Go tell the queen now!"
"The little ones are going too!" After saying that, they all turned into a ball of evil energy and poured out of the farmyard.
When Ming Jiuye reacted, he was truly the only one left in the courtyard.
Last night, due to the shortage of guest rooms in the courtyard, Ming Jiuye had no choice but to take his company Hong and his company Yu Xi into the space, and Lan Jiu arranged their accommodation.
As soon as he walked onto the main street, Wuyou felt the changes in Yuan City in the past day. The citizens no longer shouted loudly, and peaceful smiles began to appear on their faces.
"Mom, I want some rouge."
"Buy, let's go." Wuyou led them into the rouge shop. The shopkeeper was a plump lady. Ever since Wuyou and the others entered the store, their eyes had not moved away from Wuyou's mask.
In order not to ruin his wife's mood, Po Meng allowed her to look at her.
"This color is good, Ping'er, do you like it?" Wuyou asked the people around him holding a light imperial color.
"Mother, these are not suitable for us." Wan'er shook her head and said softly.
"Isn't there something you like?" This shop is not small, with more than twenty colors of rouge alone.
"Empress, we are ghosts, we don't need these." Ping'er was brave enough to speak directly into Wuyou's ear.
"Yes, yes, look, I actually forgot about this, um... I'll buy it then." Wuyou took a product nearby and wanted to pay, but the shopkeeper was faster than she could ask.
"Girl, are you the one at the auction house?"
It turned out that she was also present on the opening day of the auction. This time, Po Meng was not surprised that she was always staring at her master.
"Well, it's me." Wuyou admitted directly without any hesitation.
Bang!
The shopkeeper suddenly bent his knees and knelt in front of Wuyou.
"Thank you girl for saving my life that day. (The next page will be more exciting!)
kindness! "
It turned out that Wuyou deliberately avoided her when she was whipping Han Wu'er that day. In fact, for Wuyou, she just didn't want to cause more injuries.
Wuyou still felt a little bit sorry for receiving such a great gift.
"Shopkeeper, please get up quickly. I want this rouge. Mother-in-law will pay the silver." After saying that, he took a big step and walked out first.
"Shopkeeper, how much money do you have?"
"Are you that girl's mother-in-law? Logically speaking, she is my benefactor, and I don't accept cash. But if you are her mother-in-law, then forget it, one hundred taels of silver." The shopkeeper raised his hands with a naive look on his face. First\./issued\./updated\./new`..mobile version
"One hundred taels? One hundred taels can buy ten boxes of rouge, right?" She could tell at a glance who Po Meng was and how much the world cost.
Even after being exposed, the shopkeeper didn't panic, "Such a beautiful girl should use something with a good price. This mother-in-law must be from a family of hundreds of virtuous people to get such a beautiful girl."
After talking about this, Po Meng took out the silver and stuffed it into the shopkeeper's hand and walked out quickly. If she didn't leave, it would be more than a hundred taels.
Because in her heart, her mother-in-law deserves all the priceless treasures in the world.
After leaving the rouge shop, Wuyou led them to look for a colorful silk shop on the main street, but they couldn't find a shop with white flags hanging on them.
"Why not?" Wuyou muttered sadly.
"What are you looking for, Madam?" At this time, Po Meng just walked over from behind.
"The paper shop! Why can't I see any of them?" After hearing Wuyou's words, Meng Po immediately glared at the timid Ping'er.
"Madam, fierce shops cannot appear on the main street. Firstly, people think that such shops are sinister and unlucky. Secondly, when someone dies, they will choose coffins and burn sacrifices at night." Po Meng slowly said explained.
After hearing this, Wuyou didn't agree with it and said: "Ferocious? Death is not the end, but another beginning, which is the joy of joy." There is no end, unless the soul is gone!
"Yes, your Majesty is very transparent! It's a pity that there are so many confused people in this world."
"Well, it doesn't matter! If there isn't one on the right path, then we'll look for it on the crooked path. It's not scary to take detours. What's scary is that if your feet are not straight, your shadow will also be slanted." After she finished speaking meaningfully, she led the ghosts and turned to the side. in the alley.
There was nothing in the first alley, so they walked to the second alley, and finally saw a restaurant called "Wanwanshou" at the entrance of the alley.
"Jiesi" is a shop that sells funeral offerings. It has the usual paper items, as well as coffins and yellow and white offerings. In modern times, it is a complete funeral process.
When he walked into the store, he was greeted by a middle-aged man wearing a black robe. He was radiant. If you didn't pay attention to the paper objects behind him, it would be difficult to connect him with the funeral offerings.
"What do the guests want to see?"
Usually this kind of store does not ask for the word "want", such as: Sir, what do you want?
Because everyone who needs the things in this shop has returned to Fengdu.
"Shopkeeper, do you have any rouge and gouache for girls?" Ping'er spoke first.
"Yes, everyone, please take a seat first."
Usually when buying these small items, customers don’t need to move around.
In addition to the small size of the items, there are also many large paper objects in the shop, and the walking path is only enough for one person to go back and forth.
After a while, the shopkeeper came over carrying a square bamboo basket.
"Please take a look, sir!" There are various painted rouges neatly stacked inside, some are single-color, some are double-color, and there are petal patterns.
If this were placed in the human world, wouldn't it be a flower petal relief? Wuyou was secretly surprised.
"Is this all?"
"Yes, these are all newly painted this year, and our store uses high-quality floral prints."
To make flowers, pound the petals into red juice, half of which is mixed with paper pulp, and the other half for painting. Although it is a piece of rouge the size of your palm, the process does not require a lot of paper binding.
"Do you have any white embryos? Shopkeeper"
"Yes, yes, everyone, later." The white embryo is a blank paper embryo that has been dried in the shade and has not yet been drawn.
"After reading so much, is there anything you like?" Wuyou asked leisurely.
This time Wan'er was the first to say: "Several of them are very beautiful, but we can't use so many... (The next page is more exciting!)
"
In fact, sacrifices in the underworld also have different shelf life. Like rouge, it is only valid for one year. If you buy too much, it will be discarded after the time.
"It doesn't matter, I will draw a multi-color plate for you personally."
After a while, the shopkeeper came over again carrying a bamboo basket. This time the bamboo basket had two layers, with various flower liquids and a very thin rabbit hair specially placed on it.
Wuyou took out a total of three white embryos and said, "You guys go shopping around to see if there are any clothes that fit you. Stay far away and don't affect my performance."
When the shopkeeper heard Wuyou's words, he didn't take it to heart. He just thought that she must have made an unintentional mistake and said something unwise like choosing clothes in a fierce shop. None\./Error\./Update\./New`.w`.a`.p`.`.c`.o`.m
After driving away all the "people", Wuyou calmed down, picked up the rabbit hair, dipped it in the flower liquid and began to slowly outline the pattern.
In about one stick of incense, she had painted all the rouge, including a crab apple, a bouquet of azaleas and a peony symbolizing wealth.
The first two have flowers with different colors, but the peony has petals in layers.
"Shopkeeper, burn these three items directly." Wuyou put down the rabbit hair and called the shopkeeper.
When the shopkeeper saw the finished product painted by Wuyou, he praised it repeatedly: "Beautiful! Beautiful! So beautiful! Sir, I'll go get the brazier right now."
At this time, Po Meng led Ping'er and Wan'er over.
As the shopkeeper lit the incense and lit the fire, the beautiful rouges were delivered directly to the hands of the three "people".
Seeing the freshly burned sacrifice appear in the hands of the guests, the shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to have realized something.
"Shopkeeper, how much does everything add up to?" Wuyou said lightly, curling his lips.
After a moment, after a simple calculation, the shopkeeper said. "Returning to the guest officer, the total is seven hundred and seventy-seven taels."
Po Meng held the rouge given to her by her mother-in-law in her arms. Her heart felt as sweet as honey, and she quickly took out her purse.
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. 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 to, or perform beheading. (The next page is more exciting!)
Action 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. w_/a_/p_/\_/.\_/c\_/o\_/m
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 credit of the ten of us."
