Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, Wu Chong saw Luo Xiaodonkey running over and said to him mysteriously.

"Captain, guess what I saw yesterday?"

"If there's a fart, let it go."

Wu Chong glanced at this kid with disgust, he was only fourteen years old and went to this ghost place to fool around, and he didn't know if his waist was enough. However, this era is rotten to the bone, whether or not you can survive tomorrow is one thing, and many people are just like Luo Xiaodonkey to have fun in time, and they spend every penny.

"I saw an undressed Oiran in Uncle Zhang's yard last night, and that P-share ...... It's so white."

This one actually showed a yearning expression.

It seems that Lao Zhang really took him to open meat last night, otherwise how could a hairy boy with a big fart do this. It's just that Lao Zhang actually hooked up with Oiran, this old boy really has a hand.

"Hurry up and eat, go to morning exercise when you are full, and break your legs if you dare to be lazy."

Wu Chong slapped Luo Xiaodonkey on the back of the head, ending this boring conversation.

Luo Xiaodonkey rubbed the back of his head and grinned to go to morning exercise.

As the officers and soldiers of the bandits, they also have to practice in the morning, most of the bandits in this era are outlaws, and the court is also short of money, and many of the weapons and equipment issued to them are old and old, which also leads to the fact that the equipment of these people and the bandits is not out of the modern business, and when the two sides fight, many of them are still watching martial arts.

The martial arts of this world are not useless.

Although it is not as good as the high-ranking qi refiners, it is just as lethal, and some powerful martial artists can fight with Dao masters, even if they encounter monsters, they can also exchange one for one. However, most of the martial artists of this level have already mixed up to the middle and high levels in the army, and most of the people at the bottom are some bitter haha, such as Luo Xiaodon, who joined in for food.

Canteen.

A tattered wooden plaque with black letters written on it.

Wu Chong had received a higher education from a group of captives in the Beast Mountain, and after that, he had already left the illiterate class, so he still knew these two words. For this reason, he also specially questioned some of his subordinates, and found that except for him, everyone else was illiterate. It can be seen how low the literacy rate in this era is, that is, Ouyang Broken Knife, who mixes martial arts, and people with a certain status and status will gather so many 'cultural people'.

Walking into the cafeteria, Wu Chong was going to get some meat to eat according to his previous habits.

He has been in the bandit team for more than three years, and he is definitely an old man among old people. The captains of several other teams did not live as long as him, which also led to many people in the bandit team having his legend, some of them saying that he was greedy for life and afraid of death, and he pretended to be dead as soon as he entered the battlefield to live until now. The other part said that he was a peerless master, and he was sent to the bottom by the disciples of the big family to practice.

No matter which one it is, it makes the other soldiers who suppress the bandits be in awe of him, and they will subconsciously get out of the way after seeing him.

"Give me all the big meat."

Wu Chong glanced at the meat in the barrel, and directly opened his mouth to order, but he didn't look at any vegetarian dishes or anything.

"Captain Wu's appetite is still so good."

When the master who was cooking saw Wu Chong, he smiled and said hello.

….

For these fire masters, it is not easy to see a familiar face, let alone an old man like Wu Chong who has lived for more than three years. In their cognition, people like Wu Chong should have been promoted a long time ago, that is, they were unlucky to meet Shangguan and be replaced, but as long as he can continue to live, there will always be a day when he will survive.

"To live is to eat."

Wu Chong took the meat and vegetables and sat on the chair in the middle of the cafeteria, most of the soldiers here were squatting in the corner to eat, and there were a few positions for their captains. Higher-level officials, others don't eat here in the cafeteria at all.

After he started eating, the rest of the people in the cafeteria returned to their previous ways.

Squatting in the corner and eating, occasionally acquaintances with fellow villagers will chat about some topics.

"Do

The captain is good, he can eat meat every day."

I don't know who secretly muttered a sentence in the corner, Wu Da's ears are too good, and he listens clearly. Wu Chong glanced at it and found that it was a thin young man who said it. This young man was holding two cold and hard steamed buns and some pickles in his hands, and this was all he could eat for a newcomer like him who had no qualifications.

"You don't know, Uncle Zhang fought Oiran last night......

As soon as I heard the voice, it was Luo Xiaodonkey's.

This kid met the world with Lao Zhang last night, and after that, the whole person's heart was a little impetuous, and he used to think about eating and dressing well and living a good life, but now his mind is full of Oiran white flowers.

[In view of the general environment,

"Is Oiran's P-share really that white?"

"Can this still fool you? I don't believe you ask Uncle Zhang!"

Luo Xiaodonkey was anxious, he finally saw the world, why didn't anyone believe what he said.

"Lao Zhang hasn't been back since yesterday, and I heard he's dead."

Someone came to say a word.

"He died three days ago."

"Huh?"

Luo Xiaodonkey was stunned for a moment, and then became afraid.

If Lao Zhang died three days ago, then who was Uncle Zhang who took him to 'see the world' yesterday? And the white flower of the Oiran.

Surely some of them were jealous of me and wanted to see me in trouble! ，

Luo Xiaodonkey snorted coldly.

"I will tell Uncle Zhang exactly what you say, I hope you dare to say so when you see him."

When the man who spoke saw this, he said no more, but ate in silence.

In this bandit camp, there is no such deep feelings.

Wu Chong, who heard what he said, glanced sideways at Luo Xiaodonkey, and the demonic qi ran to the Tong Kong, and faintly, he saw a trace of aura that was somewhat similar to the demonic qi, but the difference was that this aura was grayish-white.

"Evil spirit?"

It is said that the demons and monsters are a family, but Wu Da Boss doesn't think so.

In his opinion, although he is a monster, his heart is right, and his cultivation is also the 'Yuqing Immortal Method', which is a majestic avenue, and he is not a person who walks the wild road.

"So Lao Zhang is really dead, it's strange why I didn't find out two days ago."

Wu Chong recalled for a moment, and then ......

He found that he didn't seem to have much friendship with Lao Zhang, and after a while, he found that he didn't even remember what Lao Zhang looked like. A person who can't even remember what he looks like, it's impossible to find out if something has happened.

"100 households are coming!"

At the door of the cafeteria, I don't know who shouted. The originally noisy crowd all quieted down and stood up one by one to get out of the way.

Wu Chong continued to sit in his position and gnaw on the big bones, what is a hundred households.

He's seen it all.

If he weren't a low-key person, he would have been able to go to Beijing to be a national teacher. I heard that there is a thousand-year-old demon entrenched in the capital, and the current national teacher is the one who changed the big demon. The country has been able to come to this point, and the Great Demon National Master can be said to have made great contributions.

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