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Chapter 773 First-rate queen, second-rate subordinate

Chapter 773 First-rate queen, second-rate servant

When Yin Erhu crawled out of the water, he saw the densely packed caves on both sides of the river bank, and realized that he had been washed into the Longmen Grottoes by the water.

He struggled hard to move forward on the shore, and only then used the rope tied to his body to drag his companions out of the water.

Xue Changfeng was pressing the monkey's chest and abdomen hard. With one press, a jet of water shot out from the monkey's mouth. The other injured partner was luckier, because he was taken care of by Xue Changfeng, so he seemed to be safe at present.

At this time, the moon is in the sky.

The water of the Yi River is flowing brightly, and there are nine escaped survivors lying on the bank. Yin Erhu wanted to say that he was finally safe, but suddenly remembered what he said not long ago, which almost sent everyone to a dead end, so he shut up. Word.

Xue Changfeng finally rescued the monkey, untied the wet sackcloth on his body, and safely exposed his naked body to the moonlight. The cold moonlight shone on his ruddy body, making him moan comfortably.

"Don't scream so disgusting, be careful to recruit the enemy again..."

The other eight people looked at Yin Erhu viciously, they really had enough of Yin Erhu's broken mouth today.

It was originally an easy observation task, but now it has turned into a narrow escape, which is definitely Yin Erhu's fault.

Yin Erhu sighed, "It wasn't like this before."

Xue Changfeng said: "The people and things we encountered today are beyond our ability. If we really want to say what is wrong, we can only say that our strength is too weak.

Boss Tiger, do you think there are any masters who can compete with Qianniuwei and the group of crossbowmen behind him? "

Yin Erhu spread his hands and said, "We are!"

Xue Changfeng let out a long sigh, and spread his legs apart so that the moonlight could take care of every part of his body.

Yin Erhu looked at the dots of light coming out of the caves on both sides of the Yi River, and once again fell down on the beach by the river and said to Xue Changfeng: "It's not comparable, it's just not comparable, there's nothing to worry about, at least it's the same as the one in Qixia Temple. Compared with those poor people, we are better at being safe."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the lights on the bank of the Yi River suddenly increased, and a large group of people shouted and surrounded them.

Yin Erhu said angrily, "How can something go wrong?"

Xue Changfeng listened intently for a while, then covered his shame with a wet sackcloth, and said to Yin Erhu: "There is no thief among us who steals the gold powder from the Buddha's face, right?"

After supporting away a group of monks defending the Buddha statue, they finally got some food after fleeing for midnight.

Yin Erhu squatted on the bank of the river, ate the dry cakes given by the monks, and said to Xue Changfeng, "I think I will go to Qixia Temple to see it."

Xue Changfeng nodded and said: "We have come to Qixia Temple, it should be the time of daylight."

Yin Erhu said: "What should be observed should be observed. We can't stop doing what we should do just because there are Qianniuwei masters, Hualang disciples, and inexplicable crossbowmen."

Xue Changfeng nodded and said, "I'll accompany you."

Yin Erhu said: "Think clearly, if you go there, you might die."

Xue Changfeng shook his head and said, "I'm really curious, I really want to know what kind of relationship these three groups of people have tonight."

So, the two went upstream along the Yi River, and after finding the small river, they got into the dense forest again that almost killed them.

As the sky gradually brightened, Yin Erhu and Xue Changfeng saw the Qixia Temple. The Qixia Temple was very quiet, but it was very strange to watch quietly.

A Taoist Wuji apricot-yellow flag was hung on the flagpole, and it was occasionally stirred by Chenfeng, which looked very boring.

With the previous lessons in mind, neither Yin Erhu nor Xue Changfeng was interested in going into the Qixia Temple to check it out.

They were just on the periphery, slowly searching for traces of the battle last night.

Both of them are considered to be masters of searching for traces. In a short time, the barren woodland has become a battlefield of life and death in the eyes of the two of them.

Yin Erhu caressed a piece of broken tree with smooth cuts, his fingers were still stained with some sap, and after rubbing with his thumb, he softly said to Xue Changfeng: "This knife is from the bottom up, the enemy comes from the tree."

Xue Changfeng picked up a fairly green leaf, looked at the blood splattered on it, and said, "This knife has paid off."

After finishing speaking, he opened the dense bushes and picked out a broken arm from inside. The sleeve on the broken arm was still there, and it was white.

"One of the Hwarangtus should have died. It's strange. Qian Niuwei and the Hwarangtus should be together. Why did they fight?" Xue Changfeng dropped his severed arm and scratched at his two-inch long hair.

There are a lot of flies in Luoyang City. This thing exists almost everywhere. It usually doesn't come out at night. Now, after the sun comes out, they come quickly smelling the smell of blood.

Where there are more flies, the smell of blood is stronger. Therefore, as long as you look for places where there are many flies, it is not difficult to find the battlefield.

There are not many flies in Qixia Temple, this is what Yin Erhu and Xue Changfeng confirmed, that is to say, the battlefield is not in Qixia Temple.

On the contrary, there are countless flies in the woods outside Qixia Temple.

Therefore, it didn't take long for Yin Erhu and Xue Changfeng to find a land full of flies.

After throwing a stone, flies flew up like dark clouds, and then, Yin Erhu saw a hand protruding from the soil, and the hand had already started to turn black.

Seeing the new soil all over the ground, Xue Changfeng stepped on it tentatively. Immediately, the ground shook, and a large stone was thrown on the ground. The stone sank halfway in. Immediately, black blood oozed out from under the stone.

"How many people can be buried here?" Yin Erhu asked in a low voice.

Xue Changfeng said: "It depends on how deep the pit is, but it shouldn't be too deep, otherwise the corpse wouldn't be buried so shallow."

"What if there are many corpses?" Yin Erhu asked again.

Xue Changfeng chopped a piece of bamboo, turned one end of the bamboo into a sharp spearhead, and inserted it into the burial ground with all his strength. As the bamboo spear pierced into the soil, he could feel the difference.

So, Yin Erhu found a big stone and smashed the tail of the bamboo spear. As a result, the bamboo spear penetrated the ground for more than a foot, until it couldn't be inserted.

Then he pulled out the bamboo spear and knocked out the contents of the bamboo tube. After the two of them looked at it, they were not interested in talking.

After a long time...

Xue Changfeng shook his head and said: "Let's go back, I asked Aunt Qian to help me make a lot of Chang'an steamed buns yesterday, as well as snow-white lard and salt, tsk tsk, hot steamed buns with lard and salt, I eat this stuff a lot Not tired."

Yin Erhu looked at the burial place where the corpses were buried softly, and asked in doubt: "How did you come up with the idea of ​​hot steamed buns with lard from these corpses?"

Xue Changfeng said with a smile: "If you have eaten fish at the seaside for several years, even if it's shit, you can think of hot steamed buns with lard."

The two of them covered and left this dangerous land alternately while talking.

In fact, if Yin Erhu and Xue Changfeng were willing to walk another twenty steps to the east, they would be able to see a bigger corpse pit.

It was precisely that the pits were filled with stripped corpses. If Xue Changfeng and Yin Erhu were smarter, they would be able to identify the original occupation of the corpses from these corpses.

Their occupations should include Taoist Priest, Hualangtu, Qianniuwei, and of course Zhong Kui!

Zhong Kui woke up after his finger was pecked by a crow, but he was crushed by the dead body and could only watch as the crow pecked at his palm one after another.

It's not that the crow can't find fatter food, it's just that Zhong Kui's hand is the freshest food it can find so far.

Zhong Kui, who was panting for a long time, shrank his palm suddenly, and pinched the crow in his hand. His strength was so great that the crow's neck was broken by him, and a stream of blood slipped from his hand. , just fell into Zhong Kui's bloody mouth.

After drinking the blood, Zhong Kui felt a sliver of strength in his body, so he used his still-good hand to tear off the corpses covering his body, and finally crawled out of the corpse pit with great effort, looking back at the numerous corpses , Zhong Kui opened his mouth and roared, but unfortunately, all he could make was a hissing sound similar to that of a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

Zhong Kui, who only had a pair of obscene trousers covering his body, stood under the shade of a tree. His originally strong body was covered with scars. If Yin Erhu and Xue Changfeng were still there, they would be able to find them in this demon-like body that could be found on the battlefield. for all the damage...

From the kerosene bomb, from the thunder bomb, from the Qianniu sword, from the Silla long sword, from the crossbow bolt, from the hook claw, his left arm even hangs limply, only the one that originally came from Yu Hell's ugly face did not suffer any harm, even the beard on that face was unscathed by the kerosene bombs and thunder bombs.

Every time he took a step, a bloodstain would appear on the ground. Zhong Kui came under an ancient tree, and pressed his dislocated arm, which had been hit by a war hammer, on the tree with the other hand, and then leaned his whole body weight against the tree. On the injured arm, there was only a click, and the bones returned to their place.

It was originally an act of causing severe pain, but Zhong Kui didn't feel the pain, or he didn't care at all. After solving the problem of arm dislocation, he walked into the depths of the dense forest step by step.

Wu Mei frowned at the unconscious Jin Yuyun and said, "So, there is still one person under my command who came back alive?"

The white-haired female official said: "Jin Laiyu is back, but I don't know if she will survive. She was seriously injured, almost pierced through her heart and lungs by a crossbow arrow."

Wu Mei frowned slightly, and said decisively: "To save her, I need a hope."

The white-haired female officer sighed and said, "Qianniuwei's fighting power is impressive, after all, the number of people is too small."

Wu Mei said softly: "Since the number of six hundred is not enough to protect the integrity of the palace, then six thousand, sixty thousand."

The white-haired female officer said again: "Six thousand may be possible, but [-] is absolutely impossible. Even if it reaches [-], the combat power will drop to a level that the queen cannot bear."

Wu Mei said: "Those generals can be used by me?"

The white-haired female official said: "The commander of the Tang Dynasty respects Li Ji and Su Dingfang, and the fierce generals are headed by Xue Rengui, Yunchu, and Pei Xingjian. Among these five, none of them can be won over by the queen."

Wu Mei said: "How about the rest?"

The white-haired female official said: "The one who competes with the empress is the current Majesty, and the rest are useless."

Wu Mei sighed and said: "Some people would rather support the crown prince than be used by this Palace."

(End of this chapter)