The person brought by Shi Qi should have some kung fu with him, and his movements were quite light. Xue Ling dragged all the fainting guards to the corner and walked away, staring at whether anyone had suddenly come.

But things went well. I think it's a long time since the peace has passed, and the north gate is far away from here, so no one really cares about it. The night wind was strong, and the slight sound of the granary was also tightly covered.

The architectural distribution of Anseong is the same as that of Pingseong, and even the appearance is a little like seven or eight points, and at night, it looks like ten out of ten. Xue Ling stood for a long time, and he had an illusion, Lu Wenan was about to jump out and ask her, "What are you doing?" ”

With such palpitations, she had to stop and leave before the fifth watch.

"Didn't you say that you can go to the fifth watch, there are still some times. Someone is coming?" Shi Qi came in and punctured a bag, and found that there was a large amount of polished rice here, but he hated that he didn't bring enough people to move here.

"It's OK to go". Xue Ling's boredom was even worse, and most people in the world were so insatiable.

Shi Qi has had a smooth life since he was born, and he never hesitates to ask for anything. Hearing Xue Ling say this, he wanted to leave earlier, but he was reluctant to have some cars that were not full. Just walk out the door and wave to let all the people who are loading the car come in and move.

Xue Lingqi's teeth itched, and he didn't dare to stop it, for fear that the fight would be too loud, so he could only stand there and watch dozens of people rush in at once.

It is estimated that the carriage and horses that came can no longer be loaded, Shi Qi finally beckoned someone to leave, Xue Ling stepped forward, and wanted to say, "You go first."

The words were still in his mouth, and suddenly he heard the sound of a knife drawn behind him. Turning his head suddenly, he found that he didn't know if it was because the medicine was mixed unevenly, or if there were many people just now, and he woke up the two guards.

Probably still a little confused, he didn't shout, just stared at them. One of the men had drawn his sword and tried to cut it.

Xue Ling snorted: "Don't hurt people." For the convenience of her movement, she tied her sleeves, so she couldn't take it out for a while, so she had to pull out the knife next to Shi Qi with one hand and rush up to stop it.

It was still a step too late, and the sword of the Karma slashed down, and blood splashed her face.

The other thought was that he was frightened and sober, and immediately opened his mouth to shout, Xue Ling didn't care about the blood on his face, pushed the pawn to the wall, and directly stuffed the handle of the knife into the guard's mouth. Then he slammed his elbow on his chest and let go, watching him slowly fall to the ground.

It's better to be hurt than to lose your life, and the night is especially cold, and the blood on the ground has only flowed to the ground, so there is no heat.

"I said don't hurt anyone." Xue Ling wiped a handful of blood from his face and looked at the man.

It's a pity that the people can't understand Chinese, and they think that Xue Ling is here to help. Seeing her neat skills, she also made a gesture of praise.

Xue Ling pulled the knife out of the guard's mouth, walked to Shi Qi and handed it to him: "When people come over and find blood, they will know that something is wrong, you go faster." I'll catch up myself later. ”

"It's dirty, it's the king's sword." Shi Qi complained as he took it and threw it to the guards to hold. As soon as he beckoned, a bunch of people scattered from the city.

It took Xue Ling a waste of effort to drag the dead guard to the granary. The cotton thread had already been soaked in wax, and the flint was thrown on, and it was immediately on fire.

According to the length, it will take about two minutes for the whole granary to burn. By then, it should have been dawn, and I was already in a safe place.

The four granaries were emptied by Shi Qi and others, and one was more than one, and the rest, two of them, Xue Ling placed a large amount of white arsenic stones. This thing is already highly poisonous, and once the temperature is high, its gas is emitted faster, and nothing can be left.

Rice and grain are not easy to burn, and when the day dawns, the firefighters come quickly.

But even if this fire can't burn Anseong, what she wants to destroy, then it must be completely destroyed.

I don't know if Huo Zhunneng took Ancheng away on the grounds of Shen Yuanzhou's dereliction of duty? Or can Wei Long hide this matter from him?

Don't worry, don't worry, the coming day is long, when leaving, Xue Ling thought in a daze.

Xue Ling still went out from the dark passage, staying farther away, waiting for someone to extinguish the fire before leaving. But as she expected, in the early hours of the morning, she saw the fire and smoke in Anseong, but it only lasted for a while, and then there was no other sign.

It's good, if the fire is skyrocketing, then it can't be hidden at all, but it's not interesting.

Xue Ling dug up the buried things. Sure enough, she was still in time to return to Beijing for Chinese New Year's Eve.

The clothes on his body were already uncomfortable, and they were stained with blood, so Xue Ling simply found a leeward place and changed into the clothes he had prepared for returning to Beijing.

Narrow-sleeved riding clothes, dressed in ivory white, turned over on the horse, as if he was in Pingcheng again.

When she returned to the Shiqi tribe, someone had already come out to greet her. The winter of the Qianren people is already difficult, and the rice and grain on the grassland are even more scarce, and the things that are brought back today are enough for this tribe to eat and drink in March and April, and Shi Qi is the first time to obtain materials on his own, and he is even more happy, and he explained it early, waiting for Xue Ling.

Xue Ling couldn't understand the Chinese language, and he didn't say much. When he walked to the stone tent, he didn't see the stone man, so he set up a jar mixed with some mutton soup, sprinkled two handfuls of rice, and wanted to cook some porridge to drink. A few people didn't stop her, and they came over to watch it with great interest.

There wasn't even a long-handled spoon here, so she had to take a dagger to cut the mutton and stir the jar slowly to prevent the porridge from sticking.

It's so good, Xue Ling remembered the broken days when Xue Yi was guarding the city.

She couldn't ask for food without a fight, so she went to turn over the land at the age of three or four. But even so, Heijo rarely eats polished rice.

In this land in the northwest, there is a perennial wind and sand, and how can you grow any rice, which is nothing more than wheat and buckskin. When you make the cake, you can bite it down, and you can pick up half of your teeth.

Now it's good, in the granary guarding the city, the rat should be the size of a rabbit. It's a pity that I didn't check the pile of things the first time I went, otherwise I should have made more white arsenic stones and threw them in.

Shi Qi went to divide the grain, and the people did not talk about farming. This delicate white rice and fine noodles had to be exchanged by livestock, and they rarely had the opportunity to exchange directly with the Liang Dynasty, and only a large amount of cow wool skins supplied to Xianbei could drink some leftovers. I was so happy to get hundreds of cars at once today. After the inventory was completed, he couldn't wait to send a few carts to his father and others to taste.

When he packed up and returned to the tent, Xue Ling was already drinking a bowl of porridge. In the past two years, the taste of raising in Su Mansion is tricky, and these days it is either bread or meat, and I am sick to my stomach when I eat it. So at the moment, I am particularly energetic to suck on the porridge.

The jar was still gurgling hot, and a few people stood in a pile to look at it, but no one did it, and she didn't bother to care.

Shi Qi opened the tent and saw Xue Ling sitting on the ground holding a bowl, spoonful by spoon sending soup-like things to his mouth. His hair was tied up high, his clothes were exquisite, and even his belt was embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns. It's not the dirty and pitiful appearance of yesterday, but it reveals a little extravagance.

"Why are you the same day a day, I don't even recognize what you're eating." Shi Qi approached and looked at Xue Ling's bowl.

"Han people's rice." The matter has been done, there is no need to give any more face, Xue Ling is too lazy to raise his head.

Shi Qi hurriedly found a bowl and handed it to Xue Ling: "You can bring me some too." ”

What he said was reasonable, Xue Ling paused, still put down the things in his hand, and poured a bowl from the jar to Shi Qi.

The japonica rice is slightly sweet, and the mutton soup has been stewed for a few hours, and the eyebrows have long been freshened, and then sprinkled with a little salt. The taste of Linjiang Immortal in Beijing is nothing more than that. It's a pity that a plate of pickles is missing.

Shi Qi tasted it and drank it quickly. After drinking a bowl before Xue Ling, he sighed: "Why do we lack this thing." Then he handed the bowl to Xue Ling: "You bastard is really powerful, you can steal things, and you can fight, this is also well cooked, give me another bowl." ”

Xue Ling threw the spoon into the bowl with a clatter, raised his head and didn't speak, and didn't take the bowl in his hand.

Even Shi Qi felt that this gaze was a little wrong: "What are you staring at me like this."

Xue Ling sneered, took Shi Yan's bowl, and slowly filled the bowl, but did not hand it over immediately. He took a knife and cut a few thin slices of mutton and put them in the porridge, stood up and walked to the distance where the two of them were about to face each other, and then handed them to him with both hands. The attitude looks very respectful.

Shi Qi had already come into contact with a large number of women, and Xue Ling was still wearing men's clothes at this time, so he actually swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously at this moment.

He took half a step back and stretched out his hand to take the bowl, and heard the tame little lamb exhale:

"If you dare to call me another mongrel, I'll make a hole in your throat and stuff a bowl into it."