"It's true." Gong Ye led people into the stockade, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that the village was so desolate and desolate, his eyes swept lightly, and he said, "We just heard that something seems to have happened in Qixi, so we want to visit our relatives." ”

"Anyway, just this sentence, it's up to you whether you listen to it or not." Hu Diluo waved his hand, his face full of impatience, and he did not want to talk again.

There are very few people in this village, and there are many empty houses in the village. Although the villagers were not warm, they were also very hospitable, and they were immediately placed in place and fed. Bao Nanhai wanted to give money, but those people didn't take a penny, and the people were very simple. I only wanted to ask them a few words, but I couldn't ask the slightest point, and everyone looked secretive and unwilling to talk more.

Naturally, something happened to this village, and people didn't want to mention it, so Gong Ye asked them not to ask more, which made people disgusted. I only mentioned chopsticks and let everyone eat, but I said that the next thing must be unusual and we need to nourish enough energy.

Qing Huan stared at the broken bowl of rice for a while, but saw that in the bowl of rice, there was a small half bowl of sand.

Xuan Ling walked around, and the villagers were also eating, and the food was not even as good as what was provided to them outsiders. When he returned, his eyes were slightly red, and he picked up the rice bowl and quickly finished eating.

Qing Huan saw that this was really a man with a true temperament. Looking at Gong Ye eating unhurriedly, his demeanor was no different from when they were eating in the restaurant a few days ago. Such an emperor is worthy of the respect of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and he can also taste the suffering of the people. Qing Huan suddenly understood a little why the second brother's choice was him. She even forgot a little that Gong Ye "killed his brother and seized the throne" contained in the "General Guide to Historical Facts".

Also holding the rice bowl and eating is Xue Jingxi. Qing Huan thought of the scars on his body, and he was not surprised at all.

When Xue Jingxi saw her looking, he stopped his chopsticks slightly, and said in a low voice, "You can't eat it, right?" The girl's stomach is fine, you still don't eat it, it will save you a stomachache. When I arrive in Qixi tomorrow, I should be able to have a normal meal......"

Qing Huan thought, if it really goes so well, it will be fine.

The only thing that surprised her was the second prince who was silent and seemed to care about everything. It should be a delicate prince who has been pampered since he was a child, and has never eaten a little bitterness, and it is difficult for ordinary people to swallow, and the brown rice with mud and sand is actually with his father, and he eats a bowl with the bottom of the bowl facing the sky silently.

Towards the end of the meal, Hu Diluo came in with a gloomy face, and solemnly instructed them, "After dark, whatever sound you hear, stay in the house and do not come out, or you will bear the consequences." ”

Only then did Qing Huan notice that the only small window in the room they were staying in was also sealed by a wooden board.

It was getting dark very quickly.

After dark, the quiet village during the day is relatively lively. Everywhere is the sound of villagers walking around and talking in slang.

Xuan Ling pulled the small window that was sealed by the wooden board for a long time, but he couldn't hear or see the reason at all.

Gong Ye suddenly looked at Yue Wufang, "Jingxi, you have been fighting in Cangxi for three years, you should be able to understand the slang of this place, right?" ”

Major General Xue looked at the imposter for a long time, just waiting for him to look foreign.

Yue Wufang's face did not change color, "Uncle doesn't know, the local dialect in this place, even the habits are completely different from ours. My nephew was fighting in Cangxi, it was seven or eight years ago, and even if he can still understand a few words now, he doesn't know what it means at all. ”

"I see." Gong Ye did not doubt it at all.

Major General Xue glanced helplessly at the ordinary young man beside him, that is, Qing Huan who was wearing a human skin mask.

The two of them were making eye contact with the disdain of the moon flawlessly, but the people in the room were more or less in unison.

Outside the house, a creepy howl suddenly erupted. Then there was a hurried footsteps, as if a large crowd was approaching them. Just when Qing Huan felt that his heart was about to jump out, the group of people outside the door seemed to be just passing by, and they went far away all of a sudden.

Although they couldn't understand what it meant, they could also hear the anxiety and anxiety contained in the words, which slowly evolved into cries, angry scolding, and even the sound of a scuffle of gold and iron.

The village, which was lifeless during the day, made such an unusual noise after nightfall.

A room full of people looked at Gong Ye. Gong Ye was about to speak with a calm face, but all the voices outside the room disappeared in an instant. Qing Huan felt that his nerves instantly tightened to another height.

The strand of hair on which the boulder had fallen finally broke, and the terrible scream of the ghost crying wolf broke out from outside the house again, accompanied by various dull sounds. Qing Huan heard it, this was the sound of a blunt instrument cutting into the flesh!

Gong Ye's face was pale, and he said to Xuan Lie: "Open the door!" ”

Xuan Lie glanced at his brother, Xuan Ling understood, pushed the door and couldn't open it, he knew that the door was locked from the outside, his fists and feet gathered strength, and when he slammed into it, the wooden door was connected to the door frame and was pushed to the ground together.

Heavy blood swept into the house along with the smoke and sand raised by the door falling.

The crowd in the village was clearly divided into two groups, and when they heard the sound, the two groups stopped their movements together and looked at them together.

Time stood still as if it had been choked, and then the small group of people suddenly rose to their feet and lunged at them!

This time, Qing Huan and the others could see clearly by the light of the fire in the village-where are there still some people, and it is almost the same as saying that they are evil ghosts! But they saw that among the seven or eight people rushing towards them, all of them had greasy and wet hair sticking to their faces, covering half of their hideous faces, and the remaining half of their faces were bruised, their veins were bulging, and their eyes were red like blood.

At this scene, even if they had been prepared, the group of people in the room were still shocked. Especially Zhong Qiu and Bao Nanhai, the two old ones, suddenly lost their blood.

The Xuan family brothers were busy escorting the emperor and the prince and others to retreat into the house, Qing Huan and Xue Jingxi also helped stop at the gate, Qing Huan glanced at Yue Wufeng with great complexity, he really looked like a loyal protector.

But Yue Wufang obviously had reservations, and did not quickly end up with those demons. The group was all caught in a bloody battle. Although Qing Huan had an ordinary long sword given to her by the moon flawlessly around her waist, the immortal veins were sealed, and she was uncomfortable in advancing and retreating. Seeing a bloody claw attack the front door, she couldn't dodge. At this moment, a soft force suddenly came from behind her, bringing her back.

(To be continued.) )