"Husband, stop playing around. You believe his nonsense." It was visible to the naked eye that cracks began to appear in Ma Qi's ghost body, and Wuyou immediately stopped.
Ming Jiuye couldn't bear Wuyou's anger, so he had to stop. Who knows, the pockmarked ghost didn't want to do it anymore.
"Xiaosheng, I am also a ghost after all. Why do you do that! If Xiaosheng hadn't been weak, you could have bullied me. When my wife knows that I have been bullied, she will definitely..."
"If you don't want to die again, just shut up!" When you are a ghost, you are so talkative, but when you are a human, you can still do it.
The pockmarked ghost immediately pursed his lips tightly when Wuyou yelled, and followed the two of them angrily.
"Husband, I have yelled at him for you. He has a wife, and so do you." Wuyou took Ming Jiuye's hand and said. His physical condition was worrying, and he was the one who suffered the most. First\./issued\./updated\./new`..mobile version
"It'll be fine." Ming Jiuye said with a gentle smile. He didn't know whether he was talking to himself or Wuyou.
"Well! Is your husband here?" Wuyou saw a red pavilion not far ahead, with the word "passion" written on the plaque.
"Well, that should be it. You didn't eat much at the river bank just now. I'll ask Po Meng to make you some flower cakes to satisfy your craving later."
"Hehe, my husband still understands me. Now my stomach is growling again."
"Young students are also hungry." The pockmarked ghost muttered in a low voice, not to be outdone.
"You're so hungry!" Wuyou turned around and yelled angrily, why does this ugly ghost have no eyesight at all.
"My wife, if..."
"If you keep talking, believe it or not, I will ask Po Meng to untie the concentric knot on your wife's body right now and make you cry to death!"
Hearing this, Ma Qi suddenly changed her color and immediately covered her mouth, shaking her head at Wuyou with a grimace on her face.
Wuyou snorted coldly and didn't pay much attention to him. Instead, he looked sideways at Ming Jiuye: "Husband, why didn't his wife untie the knot?"
Ming Jiuye stopped and gently scratched Wuyou Xiaoqiong's nose: "Silly madam, whether you will be born to me or not, how could you forget?"
"Yes, look at me, right now my mind is filled with Granny Meng's flower cakes. Husband, let's go quickly, I'm too hungry." Wuyou pulled Ming Jiuye and walked quickly towards the pavilion.
Ma Qi followed him closely, fearing that he would miss the opportunity to meet his wife.
In Meng Po's village, Po Meng smelled a strange fragrance as soon as she walked out of the incense shop. She opened the door of the village in surprise and said, "Your Majesty! Why are you here now!"
She rushed forward in a hurry. Wuyou, who was stepping into the pavilion, was still looking for the location of Meng Po Village. Unexpectedly, a village full of flowers suddenly appeared in the empty wasteland.
"Grandma Meng, I saw you. It's really hard to find you here."
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. Why didn't you let the Emperor give you an order so that I could greet you here earlier?"
"Mother-in-law, why are you being polite to me? We are all a family. It's okay for me to come and touch the door. Mother-in-law, I'm hungry." Without even saying a few words, Wuyou became unbearably hungry.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! I just made flower cakes earlier, and my wife will prepare them first." Po Meng said and invited the two of them into the village.
When she saw a wandering soul following behind her master, her tone immediately became much harsher: "Stop! How long have you been dead? Why don't you drink Meng Po soup?"
"Mother-in-law, look, his bond of unity is still there!" This matter is big or small. At worst, the living relatives cannot accept the departure of the deceased and have been reluctant to bury him.
At a more serious level, living relatives may have potential suicidal thoughts, and if they are not dealt with properly, their lives will be in vain.
"Ouch! Look at the memory of an old woman like me. When your Majesty leaves, I will take you to eat flower cakes first. We will talk about these little things later after your Majesty has finished eating."
"Empress...are you the empress? You are the one Meng Po said...well..."
"If you talk too much, you will be wrong, and it will be of use in this past life county!" Meng Po said with vicious eyes, which made Ma Qi's soul tremble in fright, and she immediately lowered her head and pretended to be dead.
"Okay, mother-in-law, where are the flower cakes? I'm so hungry..." Wuyou said he was hungry, which was actually not false at all. Ming Jiuye observed it most clearly from her side. Sweat began to slowly appear on her face. .
"Yes, yes, yes! Sit down, I'll be here soon."
After a while, Mrs. Meng came over with a bamboo plate and said, "Your Majesty, please eat first. I will go and give it to you now. (The next page will be more exciting!)
Mom, cook some rice balls. w_/a_/p_/\_/.\_/c\_/o\_/m ”
"Yeah, mother-in-law, don't forget to give me a bowl for my husband too."
Hearing Wuyou's instructions, Po Meng smiled heart-warmingly: "Yes, I'll go now." What the people in Fengdu loved most was probably the scene of the emperor and empress falling in love with each other.
Whether it is Shang Fengdu or Xia Fengdu, the relationship between emperors, emperors and empresses has become a model of husband and wife's love.
"I want to eat too..." Ma Qi muttered timidly. Although he was a ghost, he still missed the delicious food in the world. What's more, he didn't even have time to swallow a bite before he died. He was detained by the ghost police just after he died. .
Every time he thought of his tragic experience, Ma Qi couldn't help but want to cry.
After hearing his words, Po Meng did not express any emotion, and even her expression did not change at all.
Ma Qi had no choice but to nest in a corner dejectedly, watching Wuyou's mouth twitching, this guy was really embarrassed and so glass-hearted.
"Ma Qi, how does your wife look like?" Wuyou asked casually while chewing on the flower cake.
"My queen is certainly incomparable. My wife has a beautiful face..."
"Hey, hey, hey! Just praise your wife, but if it escalates to a personal attack, I won't do it!" Damn! It's really strange that this guy thinks she is ugly!
However, this happened to arouse Wuyou's interest, and he was curious about how beautiful his wife was. "Aren't you curious, husband?"
"If you are not curious, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. In the eyes of your husband, no one can compare to you." Similarly, in Ma Qi's eyes, no one can compare to his wife.
"Well, it's all in vain." Wuyouyanyan muttered while lying on the table, chewing flower cakes.
"Madam, you can still look forward to it. It has been a long time since he died, but that woman refused to loosen her knot. She must be strong and strong. She is called a strange woman in the world." He was afraid that Wuyou's thoughts would stop, and he was even more afraid that she would have random thoughts.
"Yes! Husband, do you smell the fragrance?"
"Smell?" Ming Jiuye calmed down and took two deep breaths. Apart from the strange fragrance on Wuyou's body and the sweetness in the flower cake, he didn't smell anything.
"My husband didn't smell it."
"How come you didn't smell it?" Wuyou didn't believe Xie and turned to Ma Qi, who was squatting in the corner: "Did you smell it?"
"No, no..." Ma Qi shook his head numbly. He couldn't smell anything except the smell of flower cakes.
"Husband, take me for a walk." The fragrance was so strong that no one could smell it. She must find out the reason.
"Okay, let's go. My husband will accompany you to look around." Ming Jiuye stood up and took Wuyou's hand. As soon as he walked to the door, a strong fragrance hit his face.
"Husband, I smell it. This fragrance... seems to be coming from a locust tree." Ming Jiuye pointed at an old locust tree outside Zhuangzi and said.
"Husband, why is the locust tree called a ghost tree?" Wuyou asked in confusion.
She has read some stories about ghosts, among which the locust tree has the highest "appearance rate".
Pushing open the door of the village, Ming Jiuye said slowly: "The locust tree contains the word "ghost", which is one of the ghosts in the tree. The other is that people believe that this tree attracts shade and can shield ghosts, so it is considered unlucky."
Most people who want to be promoted to an official position after death will choose to die on a locust tree, while those who are extremely evil and are not allowed to be reincarnated will be nailed to a locust tree, which means that they will be blown by the wind like a locust tree. The pain of sun exposure.
"Empress! The rice balls are ready, come and have a try." Po Meng noticed the special fragrance as soon as she came out of the dining room with the tray. She put the tray on the round table in the courtyard and rushed out of the village.
Looking at the old locust tree with lush branches, Granny Meng burst into tears instantly, "Grandma Meng, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm so happy, my wife. I'll come back first to eat rice balls. I'll tell you later." Hearing that there were delicious food and stories to tell, Wuyou hurriedly dragged Ming Jiuye into Zhuangzi. .
Ma Qi lay on the threshold, looking longingly at the spoon in Wuyou's hand.
"Don't be embarrassed. There are some in the dining room. If you want to eat, you can serve it yourself." Po Meng saw that Ma Qi's greedy eyes were really embarrassing, so she sent him to serve it himself.
"Is it mine? Really?" Ma Qiqi jumped up from the ground and went looking for something to eat after smelling the fragrance.
"Granny Meng, what's going on with the old locust tree?"
"Your Majesty, I don't know. This old slave was married before his death. My husband's family died in vain and no bones were found. They could only hold a piece of loess. (The next page is more exciting!)
Packed in a carry-on purse.
When the old slave's life was over, he was chosen by destiny to be the governor of the underworld. From then on, I poured the loess in my purse under the locust tree and made a wish to the gods. If he could be reincarnated, the locust tree would surely be able to save him for a while. It becomes fragrant and luxuriant. "
Wuyou nodded after hearing this and said, "Well, no wonder, doesn't mother-in-law not want to know where he was reincarnated?"
"This... is against the rules." Wuyou waited for a long time, but only heard Po Meng's hesitant words.
"Husband, can you go? Po Meng will come with us, okay?"
Po Meng was also nervously wringing her hands and skirts in anticipation. For hundreds of years, she had seen all the joys and sorrows in this past life county, but her own share had been carefully buried under the locust tree.
"Okay, but you have to promise your husband not to run around." Ming Jiuye warned worriedly.
"Don't worry, husband, I will turn into a plaster now and stick it on your body. I will go wherever your husband goes and I will never run around."
Hearing her promise, Ming Jiuye laughed dumbly: "Okay, okay! Eat the rice balls and then we'll go."
"Well, husband, hurry up and eat!" Po Meng's cooking skills were very good, the rice balls were soft and glutinous, and Wuyou ate them up after a while.
"Granny Meng, I still want it!"
"Wait a moment, my dear, I will go and serve now."
Wuyou's appetite was always large, so when Po Meng made it, she also made more. But when she saw the empty clay pot in the dining room, Po Meng regretted letting that ghost come and taste it.
"Let me go and apologize to the empress!" Po Meng picked up Ma Qi who was lying on the ground and dragged her out.
In the courtyard, Po Meng threw Ma Qi to the ground angrily, "My queen, please forgive me, but I didn't think carefully. The rice balls were all eaten by this disgusting brat."
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 a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An were lying on the ground motionless, until then, he suddenly jumped up and used the wooden spear as a javelin. (The next page is more exciting!)
Throwed.
"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 credit of the ten of us."
