"Sister Hua Nu, hurry up."

Seeing the flower slave crying and kneeling on the ground, begging bitterly, Huang Rong hurriedly stepped forward and pulled her up.

Hua Nu stopped her grief, but her eyes were still fixed on Guo Mo, waiting for his answer.

To be honest, Guo Mo is not very willing to care about such a thing, after all, a battle between small tribes like this can't say who is right and who is wrong, it is nothing more than a battle of interests.

However, since he has encountered it, the key is to look at this posture, and it is impossible for Huang Rong to ignore it.

"Miss Hua Nu, this 'Elder Shi' you mentioned, if he is really captured and the person is still alive, then we can help you rescue him."

"I just don't know, where are you going to save him now, and who will be on the other side?"

Guo Mo can't blindly promise the other party, he has to understand the situation.

"They are the people of the 'Luo Ghost Country', among the people who have chased and killed us in the past two years, the leader is called Antun, this person is the most vicious, I heard that he likes to eat people's hearts, and he is also the ghost master of a tribe."

This "Luo's ghost country" can be traced back to the Three Kingdoms period at the earliest, when the ancestor Jihuo cut down the road to transport grain during Zhuge Liang's southern expedition, and was named the king of Luodian by Shu Han.

Since then, its people have multiplied in the Guizhou region, and have passed down for a total of 85 generations, which is the largest in China's history in this regard.

This dynasty, during the period of Song Renzong, developed into a large independent regime in the southwest region, called "Luo's Ghost Kingdom".

At that time, the tribes in the southwest generally admired the theory of witches and ghosts, and the tribe was a unit, with less than 200 families having small ghost masters, while larger tribes had big ghost masters.

And the settlement that Hua Nu said is also one of the relatively large ghost masters, his own strength is not bad, and he is very good at using poison, and it is rumored that there is a mysterious person in his tribe.

It's just that no one has ever seen it, or rather, the people who have seen it are no longer in this world.

Guo Mo fell into deep thought, if it was just an ordinary vendetta in the rivers and lakes, he didn't care very much, it was all based on his hands, Guo Mo was confident that there were not many people who could keep him.

But this involves a country, this Luo ghost country, he knows, since the Southern Song Dynasty, the development has been particularly rapid, and when it was the strongest, the power expanded eastward for thousands of miles, and it could cover the western Hunan region.

And this person's surname is "An", which is the largest Tusi family in Shuixi.

"A hundred years of dynasty, a thousand years of toast", in this acre and three points of land, it is not a joke to provoke toast.

"Flower slave girl, where will this settlement be now?"

"Brother Guo, they caught Elder Shi, and they must have escorted him to Dafang, more than two hundred miles away from here." Hua Nu hurriedly replied.

"Rong'er, since we met, let's help the flower slave girl, although Dafang is not on our way to Dali, it won't be delayed for long."

Huang Rong naturally wouldn't refuse, so the three of them simply cleaned up, this flower slave didn't know where to take out a soft whip, this should be her weapon.

Huang Rong rode a horse with Hua Nu, and after a relatively large market, she bought another horse for Hua Nu.

This Luo ghost country also produces horses, and the Southern Song Dynasty has been in conflict with the northern ethnic groups for many years, and it has become an important horse supply area.

Hua Nu led the way in front, and the next afternoon, he entered Dafang.

On the way, Huang Rong occasionally asked how to remove the poison in the flower slave, and the answer given by the flower slave was "no solution", even if the person who poisoned it, there was no antidote.

She just wanted to rescue Elder Shi, the only old man who had escaped from the tribe together, and then hide in a quiet place and die slowly.

Seeing this, Huang Rong was helpless, so she had to agree to help her fulfill this wish.

When he arrived at Dafang, the vigilance was actually a little strict, as if he was arresting someone.

Hua Nu came forward and helped Guo Mo and Huang Rong find two sets of barbarian costumes that suited them, and the two of them were neatly dressed and followed behind Hua Nu.

If there is an investigation on the road, the flower slave will come forward to answer.

In this way, the three of them actually entered the hinterland of the generous barbarian tribe smoothly.

Guo Mo couldn't believe it, all this came too smoothly.

When it was almost dark, I didn't find any inns or anything like that, so I found a family in the village.

In this family, they only saw an old woman in her fifties, speaking a language that Guo Mo and they didn't understand at all.

Fortunately, Hua Nu was able to communicate with her skillfully, and the three of them spent one night at Grandma's house.

At nightfall, Hua Nu suddenly came to find Guo Mo and Huang Rong.

"Brother Guo, Sister Huang, just now Grandma said that I saw that Andong brought people back from outside yesterday, and I didn't go out all day today."

"Moreover, after settling back, the village began to be under martial law, and I think Elder Shi must have been escorted back by them, and he is now locked up somewhere here. I want to ......"

What the flower slave wanted to say, he was a little hesitant.

"Do you want us to explore the settled stockade tonight, and it's best to find Elder Shi overnight and rescue him?" Guo Mo added for her.

"Yes, Brother Guo, I know that this will be dangerous, but if the day passes, it will be even more difficult."

"Brother Mo, let's go tonight, measure his small tribe, is it still Longtan Tiger's Den?"

Seeing Huang Rong say this, Guo Mo no longer objected.

About the end of the day, Guo Mo and the three of them finished cleaning up and gently pushed the door out.

In the early winter of southern Xinjiang, the night is still a little dry and cold, and the people who have worked all day have rested early, and the surroundings are quiet.

There is no moon, and there is a little wind, blowing the wooden and bamboo buildings of each house, and occasionally making a "creaking" sound.

Hua Nu seems to know the terrain here very well, leading the way in front of him, Huang Rong in the middle, and Guo Mo in the back.

All the way to the southeast, the terrain is getting higher and higher, and it is actually walking towards a small hill.

Guo Mo took two steps and came behind Hua Nu.

"Miss Flower Slave, have you been here before?"

The light was a little dim, but Guo Mo was still staring at Hua Nu's eyes.

"Brother Guo, Elder Shi brought us here once two years ago, when we wanted to have a good talk with An Dun and seek his refuge, but we didn't expect him to be a wicked person who saw money."

Hua Nu said as he gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to eat this settlement alive.

The three of them continued to walk inside, and gradually they could meet the brute soldiers who patrolled the night in twos and threes.

The three of them skillfully bypassed the brutes and came to a place that looked like a cottage.

Hua Nu took the lead in jumping over the wall and jumped in, and Guo Mo and Huang Rong also followed one after another.

In the first half of this cottage, the black hole is quiet and quiet, but from the back village there is a sound of guessing the boxing order, someone must be eating wine.

The three of them quietly sneaked into the back village again.

Sure enough, a hall was brightly lit, and there were at least thirty or fifty people present, pushing cups and changing lamps.

There is a man sitting in the center, looking at his 40s? The bald head is not wearing a hat, the hairline is thinning, one on the left and one on the right, and the two barbarian girls are pouring him wine and vegetables.

On the platform, there were three elders sitting on the left and right, all of whom seemed to be people of status in the tribe.

The rest of the people shouted and drank six, but they all spoke in barbaric language, and Guo Mo and Huang Rong didn't understand what they meant.

The location where the three of them hid was only about three feet away from the hall, and it was only when it was dark and the room was bright that they could see the real thing.

"Brother Guo, the person in the center is Antun." Hua Nu whispered.

As the saying goes: to know your confidants, just listen to what you say.

The problem is that even if Guo Mo can listen to what they say, he can't understand it.

Just leave him alone and find a way to grab your tongue and ask.

The hall was in a mess, and the people who came out and went in were all some brute soldiers who delivered wine and food.

Guo Mo didn't ask them to start, and he probably couldn't ask anything valuable.

waited until such a barbarian came out of the hall, probably because he had drunk too much, and he wanted to find a place to make it easier.

Guo Mo motioned to Huang Rong and Hua Nu to wait for him in a corner where no one was around, and then followed the drunken barbarian behind.

I saw this person go out of the hall, turn to the corner on the right, and solve it on the spot.

As soon as he lifted his pants, Guo Mo appeared behind him.

Stretched out two fingers and gently poked behind his back, "Don't move-", this one was very obedient, and suddenly he was like a wooden clay sculpture, motionless.

Guo Mo took the opportunity to click on his "dumb hole" again, grabbed his neck and collar, and took it away like a chicken.

Guo Mo carried this one to the hiding place of Huang Rong and Hua Nu, and threw it on the ground.

"Hua Nu, you ask him, has Elder Shi been taken here, and where is he being held?"

Huang Rong cooperated with Hua Nu and slapped his "dumb hole", and at the same time, the "crape myrtle soft sword" was pressed on his neck, and the cold light flashed, and this person's wine suddenly woke up, and he didn't dare to make noise.

There was not much time, and after asking, Huang Rong sealed his "sleeping hole" again and threw it into the corner to cool off.

"Brother Guo, Sister Huang, Elder Shi was really escorted here, but unfortunately he was locked up in the 'Ten Thousand Bones'."

When Hua Nu said the words "ten thousand bones withered", his body trembled obviously.

"Sister Hua Nu, what is this 'Ten Thousand Bones'?" Huang Rong asked beside her.

"This 'Ten Thousand Bones Dry' is in the back mountain of the village, which is a valley surrounded by mountains on three sides and with only one exit."

"The valley is not big, it is a place used by the clan to hold important prisoners, but there are no guards there, and there are poisonous insects everywhere, and all kinds of poisonous snakes are the majority."

"For hundreds of years, I don't know how many people died inside. Therefore, it is said among the clan that 'it is better to be cut by a thousand knives than to be killed by ten thousand bones'. ”

Guo Mo glanced at Hua Nu slightly, and always felt that something was wrong.

"Brother Mo, since we know the place, let's go directly to save people, right? Those poisonous snakes may be considered dangerous to others, but they have no effect on Brother Mo. ”

Huang Rong said with a smile, but the flower slave next to her was puzzled.

Since you know that people are not here, there is no need to dwell on them.

The three of them walked out of the cottage from the original road, followed the path on the left, and went to the back mountain.

At the place where we had just entered the back pass, there was a fence where a group of brutes was stationed.

The three of them bypassed the fence, climbed over the stone stone beside them, and walked more than a mile when they saw a valley in front of them.

Nature is really magical, Guo Mo has never seen such a terrain.

It is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and almost all of them are steep cliffs, at least twenty or thirty zhang high.

On the other hand, it is the road into the mountain that is the entrance to the valley.

The entrance is very narrow, only two feet wide, and unguarded.

But a stone wall more than three zhang high was built, and there was a stone gate in the middle, and a large elephant trunk lock was installed on it.

On the stone wall, there are still a few blood-red characters written on it, but unfortunately Guo Mo doesn't recognize it.

After Hua Nu translated it for him, he knew that these words were "ten thousand bones".

"Brother Guo, how do we get in?"

Seeing the stone wall more than three zhang high, not to mention the flower slave, even Huang Rong is not easy to pass.

And the elephant trunk lock on the stone door, the lock nose, is made of fine iron, with the thickness of duck eggs, Huang Rong is afraid of cutting with a sword, and will blunt his "crape myrtle soft sword".

Before Guo Mo could figure out a way to get in, he suddenly heard a gong sound, and countless brute soldiers poured out from three sides.

Suddenly, the lamp ball torch, the bright pine pine, shined like day.

"Hahaha, eldest lady, since they have all come to my tribe, why don't you say hello?"

"No matter what, I'm also your distant cousin, and it's not authentic for you to be a sister like this!"