"You, you dislike your husband for being so verbose. I don't know what her husband looks like now. I only know that your husband is alluring, but you dislike him here!" Ming Jiuye said as he walked to the clothes rack and put his clothes on. He put on his coat and stood there without turning around, waiting for Wuyou to admit his mistake.
"Husband! Hurry up!"
Okay! This girl actually rushed to the door in a flash. Ming Jiuye's lost eyes were like stars covered in fog, dim and dull.
"Madam, I..." Before he could finish his words, his soft red lips suddenly pressed against her without any warning.
"How come my handsome husband is jealous?" After saying that, with a wink, the graceful little man gently shook himself and sent himself into Ming Jiuye's arms.
"Okay! So you did it on purpose." Ming Jiuye pinched his fingers, causing Wuyou to become angry.
"It hurts, it hurts..."
"Husband, you didn't use any force at all." After saying that, Ming Jiuye still pulled Wuyou back to the room, "Husband, take a look."
Before her skirt was untied, Wuyou heard Ming Jiuye's breathing getting faster and faster.
"Idiot husband, I'm kidding you, it will hurt if I touch it anywhere." Wuyou took the ribbon from his hand and tied it again.
"Madam, are you really okay?" He thought that he used his hands very lightly, but now that her body was not what it used to be, he had to be cautious.
"Of course! Husband, let's go quickly." The two of them walked downstairs and walked straight forward after going out.
Sunset City in the afternoon is no longer as hot as when we first entered the city, but it is still a big challenge for Wuyou who is used to the constant temperature in Fengdu.
"Husband, there is a herbal tea vendor out front. I want to drink it." Wuyou said, pointing to the herbal tea stall not far ahead.
"Okay, madam, just wait under this tree for a while, while your husband goes to buy it." As soon as Ming Jiuye walked away, Wuyou suddenly frowned and placed his hand gently on the place where Ming Jiuye pinched her as a joke just now.
It hurt, and there was an illusion that the skin was necrotic. Wuyou deliberately stood sideways and rubbed it gently with one hand, only to find that the pain was getting worse and worse.
"Are you kidding me? I'm not papery..." Wuyou muttered in confusion.
But her eyes were always watching Ming Jiuye's every move. When she saw Ming Jiuye turning around with two bamboo tubes in hand, she showed a relaxed posture again.
Looking at the two cans of green bamboo in his hand, Wuyou took one and asked, "Husband, what kind of herbal tea is it?"
"It is said to reduce the heat and clear away the heat. Please try it, madam." The straw is made of hollow branches of dry plants. The first sip you take into your mouth will take away the strong fragrance of dead grass.
"Does it taste good? Husband, this is soothing. Try it." Ming Jiuye handed his straw to Wuyou's mouth, and naturally lowered his head to taste it in Wuyou's hand.
"It's too sweet. Madam, this is just for added sugar!" Ming Jiuye had a look of disgust on his face as soon as he took a sip.
"Husband, this is no different from Qingshui, except for the bitterness."
"Little girl, good medicine is bitter and good for the disease, do you understand?" Ming Jiuye folded his fan and said provocatively.
"Oh? Since my husband understands, why don't you tell me..." The two of them walked side by side towards the most depressed area in Sunset City.
After about a stick of incense, the two of them finally arrived. "Husband, are you sure this is this place?" No matter how she looked at it, she felt that this place was uninhabitable.
"This is it. Look, there's a kid waiting for us at the door!"
Wuyou took a quick look and saw that it was indeed one of the two brats who had just been at "Eating Noodles".
When he found Wuyou and Ming Jiuye, the little ghost rushed up to greet him: "Little ghost, please greet the emperor and the empress!"
"Well, get up, what's going on inside?"
"The woman had just given birth to a child, so she put him in a bamboo basket, took a sickle in her hand, and went to the fields to collect beans. The Lord Judge followed, leaving the little man here to guard him."
"How brave! Husband, let's go to the courtyard to rest for a while!" After Wuyou said that, he walked into the ruined courtyard first.
Ming Jiuye looked at her movements in confusion. According to her usual situation, she had to do this at this moment.
Went to the fields to have a look. Junqu Pavilion
"Husband, this stool is so comfortable to sit on! Come on!" But when he heard her angry shouting, Ming Jiuye immediately felt that he was overthinking it.
"Here we come." The small courtyard is made of sand wrapped in rags. From a distance, it looks like a pile of rags.
However, the courtyard is extremely clean and tidy. The ground is covered with stones. When the hot sand is scattered by the wind, it falls shallowly into the cracks of the stones. Over time, countless small round noodles, large and small, are exposed on the flat ground.
"Husband, we will meet soon, what shall we say?"
Ming Jiuye put down the bamboo tube in his hand, looked around and said, "We can just take a look in secret. If not, let Po Meng take a look in person."
"Ah? Then I'd better put the stone back." Wuyou said and put the stone she had just dug out from the crack in the ground back in. She thought that "it is difficult for an upright official to deal with household chores," so naturally she had to do this well. Plans for long discussion.
Unexpectedly, before anyone has seen it or understood the situation, things have gradually become clearer.
"Empress! She's back!"
Following the kid's loud shout, Wuyou awkwardly picked up the herbal tea in her hand and swallowed it. Why was she a little nervous?
This unscientific!
The woman entered the courtyard, first took off the bamboo basket from behind, and then carefully picked up the little guy who was still sleeping soundly.
"Why hasn't your father come back yet? You've already been born, but he can't even see a shadow..." The woman complained twice before carrying the baby into the room.
"Husband, why didn't she see us?" Wuyou asked in a low voice with a confused look on his face.
"Silly girl, maybe the judge was afraid that she would scare the lady, so he deliberately covered her eyes."
In this way, it cannot be seen.
"Well... everyone is back, why don't you see the ghost of the judge?"
"Mother! The little devil is here! Here!"
I saw the black-robed judge pushing a rickshaw and two little ghosts in.
"Your Majesty, I have found her husband." After the judge finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and the bones covered in the car were put together by himself. A fragment of a purse with some traces was held tightly by "him" In the palm of your hand.
"Dead? What happened?" Wuyou frowned and asked displeasedly.
"This... I don't know about this yet, please forgive me!" He knelt down again.
"Get up." Wuyou rarely got angry. Now that the bones have been opened, it doesn't matter how he died.
"Husband, this skeleton... No, where is his soul?" If a person dies, the ghost must still be there!
"This..." The judge hesitated and refused to explain.
"Damn! Didn't you hear what I'm asking?" Wuyou's beautiful eyes lifted, and a terrifying demonic aura stood behind her like a soldier with a sword in hand.
"My dear, forgive me! I really can't find his ghost. When he died, the ghost sent him to get his ghost, but he escaped halfway and has not found it yet."
"Run away? Where could he go? Did you bother to find him?"
To let the ghost run away is simply a joke in Wuyou's eyes!
"Your Majesty, please calm down! Your Majesty, please calm down!" Failure in doing things is not worth mentioning before making the Emperor and Empress angry.
"There's no need to look for him, he's hiding in the sand house." Ming Jiuye just used a wisp of sinister energy to poke around, and the ghost scurried and hid under the bed again.
The woman's yang energy overwhelms his pure yin ghost body, and when the newborn child is also full of yang energy, ordinary ghosts will be fooled by him.
"Emperor, forgive me! Concubine, please calm down! I will go and find him now." The black-robed judge entered the sand house in a flash.
After a while, a remnant soul floated out.
"Why does it look so ghostly?" The ghost's body is in tatters and leaky, like a piece of tattered paper.
"He is always under the yang energy, and the yin energy is exhausted, and from time to time his soul will fly away."
"Husband..." Wuyou tilted his head and thought, and Ming Jiuye immediately realized a small ray of darkness.
The evil spirit melts into the ghost body.
The remnant soul suddenly became abundant, and he turned around and tried to sneak back into the sand house, but was pinched by the waiting judge.
"The Great Emperor Fengdu is here, why don't you kneel down!" The judge shouted, and the male ghost immediately knelt on the ground obediently, "Young man Li Xiang pays his respects to the Great Emperor Fengdu!"
"And the Empress..." Another small reminder came from behind his ear.
"Emperor... pay homage to the Empress!"
His soul was solidified, and his whole face had just begun to take shape. He had a simple and honest look, which suddenly made Wuyou burst into laughter.
"It seems that people should not be judged by their appearance. This is true."
Anyone who looks at this face will conclude that this person is gentle and honest, and cannot be faked. It happens that it is this simple appearance that makes his captors stumble.
"Tell me, how did you die?"
Hearing a cold female voice, Li Xiang immediately replied: "Back to my wife, I was trying to catch gerbils to recuperate my wife, and accidentally fell into the quicksand."
Food is scarce here all year round, so gerbils are a free delicacy.
"Forget it, I don't need to ask to know that you must be worried about your pregnant wife, so you don't want to be reincarnated."
"Your Majesty!" Li Xiang didn't say much. He knelt respectfully on the spot, but pointed his toes in the direction of the door. Even though his soul was gone, he still thought about his wife.
"Husband, take them back to Fengdu!" Wuyou whispered in Ming Jiuye's ear.
People and ghosts can coexist in Fengdu, and Wuyou cannot bear to have such a good relationship separated by yin and yang.
"No, his yin life has expired. If he doesn't reincarnate, his soul will be gone." He is constantly swallowed by the yang energy, and he has no soul to rely on.
"Didn't your husband save him just now?" She could clearly see the sinister aura just now, and her soul "popped" like an inflated ball.
"Fool, can the evil spirit in my husband's body be endured by his remnant soul? It's just so that my wife can ask questions in peace." Ming Jiuye said disapprovingly.
Upon hearing this, Wuyou was furious: "Is this the so-called flashback? I'm so relieved! Because of me, he's about to lose his mind. Now I'll be the one who beats the mandarin ducks with a stick!" Wuyou! I wish I could bite off Ming Jiuye's ear right now.
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 roof under the wheel.
A wooden stick with a sharpened end, 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."
