Come here, get some firewood. Ruan Xiaosan shouted.

Zhuge slammed his voice, squatted in front of the fire to add dry firewood, and from time to time turned the hare that wore on the wooden branches.

Not far away, Wanyifu looked at Zhuge Xuan's back and frowned, after a few days of getting along, this new soldier always made Wanyifu have a feeling that he couldn't figure it out, and he always felt as if he should have seen it somewhere.

The meal was made quickly, this meal had meat, vegetables and dry food, but unfortunately there was no wine, some fly in the ointment, but it had made the soldiers feast, and they were very happy to eat, and they all burped and leaned idly on the edge of the broken courtyard wall to recuperate.

Tomorrow is going to turn around, it seems that this time it was a trip in vain, although the silver offered in the army is not earned, but it is also a good thing to have a life to go back alive.

The night fell quickly, and the afterglow of the sunset on the ridge had disappeared in a short time, and in autumn, there were not a few stars in the night sky, listening to the sound of the wind blowing through the mountains and forests shaking the leaves, there was no other sound around, and it was almost suspicious of an isolated world.

The soldiers sat around the fire and gossiped a few words, and after staying for a long time, they felt bored to talk about anything, and they still couldn't do without women and wine.

Lu Jiuliang yawned, saying that he was sleepy, and went to sleep with his clothes closed. Liu Kaishan seemed to think that Zhuge was a scholar no matter what he said, and he couldn't listen to these foul words, so he asked Zhuge to go to the ruined house on the side to rest. Zhuge thought about it for a while, thanked him, and went to the house to lie down and rest.

Outside the house, the soldiers chatted idly, and as the night deepened, everyone became sleepy, and went to find a place to sleep, but only the bonfire became darker and darker, and the flames gradually condensed.

In the second half of the night, there was still no moon in the sky. It seems that the sky is really dark in the first half of the night, but in the second half of the night, it is lit up, and you can vaguely see the shadows of grass, trees, bamboo and stones, which are not as dense as the dark in the first half of the night.

I don't know who is keeping vigil, but the vigil in the Dagan army has always been bright and dark, and I can see the soldiers who are keeping vigil in the light, but I don't know where the dark pile is.

Before the time, the vigil happened to be Zhuge Shu.

In the past few days of the march, Zhuge has also patrolled the sentry, but it is the same as tonight, and he has not guarded the dark stake.

In his position, Zhuge watched vigilantly to pay attention to the movement in the dark, and carefully distinguished with his ears whether there were other sounds in the sound of the wind and leaves.

A black shadow, mixed with the night, like a slightly mottled black dot, silently approached the ruined village.

The black shadow is swift and silent, more imperceptible than the beasts that emerge from the night in the mountains, and even if they do, most of them will sweep away and turn a blind eye. The black shadow is getting closer and closer, Zhuge is not aware of it, although he is very careful to keep vigil, but it is a pity that he missed the black shadow in front of him.

After the black shadow approached, he didn't rush forward, as if he looked at the village, and then carefully touched it, but instead of going to Zhuge Shu's place, he quietly covered it up to an inconspicuous mess of firewood and weeds. The night wind brought a rustling sound, and then returned to tranquility, Zhuge Xuan seemed to be alarmed by the sound of the wind blowing through the dead branches and leaves behind him, looked back a few times, and saw nothing abnormal, so he turned his head back again.

The surroundings were silent, the night was a little cold, Zhuge Xuan seemed to be unable to endure the cold in the mountains, got up and was about to walk around, suddenly a dark and rich shadow behind him suddenly pounced, covering Zhuge Xuan's body, as if a person who was still alive just now was swallowed by the darkness in the blink of an eye, and there were no bones.

There was no cry for help, and even the muffled snort didn't have time to sound last time, and the black shadow slipped out strangely, only to see Zhuge Shuqi already lying on the ground softly, motionless.

The shadow didn't pause, but after a moment's discernment, it floated towards a relatively intact wooden house. There was an even sound of breathing coming from the wooden house, the sound was very soft, and it sounded like the Dagan soldiers in the room had fallen asleep, but they were sleeping a little lightly, and they would wake up from their sleep at the slightest movement.

The black shadow listened carefully outside the window for a moment, the window was already in tatters, and before nightfall, it was only slightly cleaned up by Dagan's soldiers, and picked up some branches to block the cold wind in the night, but it was just a temporary rest for the night, and he did not make any effort to repair, but he was afraid that he would be blown down by the autumn wind in the mountains after tomorrow.

The black shadow flickered, and I couldn't hear any wind, so I drifted into the wooden house. The sound of breathing is still there, but it's hard to say in the next moment.

Sure enough, the sound of this long breath came to an abrupt end not long after, and there was a dead silence in the wooden house. The night in the village seemed to freeze at this moment, frozen in the mountains and forests along with the time.

Suddenly, a figure flew out of the wooden house, and this time it flew straight out of the broken wooden house window, stirring up the dead branches and leaves in the sky. A loud shout was like thunder on the ground: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, palm lamp!" ”

After drinking the palm lamp, there was no fire in the courtyard, but only the sound of breaking the air in the darkness was heard coldly and harshly, tracing the direction of the black shadow's retreat. didn't wait for the sound of breaking the air to stop, only to hear a broken shout from the left: "Pull! "It's the voice of the Chancehouse.

Immediately after this shout, several Dagan soldiers shouted in unison, and they could not see the situation in the dark, only heard a sound of relaxation like the sails of a warship whistling out from below and up, mixed with the sound of soil and rocks cracking and scattering and impacting, perhaps the night was quiet, and there was a slight illusion of shaking the mountains in a trance.

"Close!" It's a deep drink again.

The whistling sound was instantly muffled, as if something had joined in, not only to lock this black shadow, but also to contain the black gas in the courtyard.

After that, the momentum continued unabated, and in case of a loud shout: "Fire! ”

The four fire dragons swept through the corners of the courtyard as fast as meteors, gathering in the middle of the courtyard. After a sentence of palm lamp, the courtyard finally saw the firelight, at this moment the firelight not only lit up, but also had the tendency of electric fire, the left nearly dozens of zhang square circle shone the slenderness. Such a fire is by no means natural, it must have been with the help of external objects. When the fire burned, I smelled a faint stench, and I don't know what the Great Gan Zhu General used to fuel the fire.

The fire was raging, and in the center was a large net, with a dark light lingering in the knots, and it was full of hooked sharp weapons. The fire was so fast that it enveloped the entire net in the blink of an eye.