Wu Sheng was stunned for a moment, turned his head, met Tian Lao Wu's uncertain face, pretended to be calm and sneered: "Tian Lao Wu, you can't talk nonsense, being a deserter is treason, and you have to be beheaded!"

"Hahahaha," Tian Lao Wu looked up to the sky and laughed, "I said you wouldn't be so confused! Let's go for a walk, and then go back with me and sit down for a while."

"Brother Tian, I really have a splitting headache, you just let me go, it's been three days, and smelling the smell of wine on your body has already made me worse than dead, you just let me find a clean place to rest......" Wu Sheng almost begged to break free from Tian Lao Wu's shackles.

"Gotta get it, you're so boring!" Seeing that Wu Sheng was extremely resistant, Tian Lao Wu no longer entangled with him, waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the lively tent behind him.

Wu Sheng looked at Tian Lao Wu's back, and a touch of coldness slowly appeared in his eyes.

It wasn't until he saw Tian Lao Wu enter the tent that Wu Sheng withdrew his gaze, looked around again, lowered his figure, and fled towards the outside of the camp.

At this time, the moon was shining in the sky, Wu Sheng tiptoed to the side of the ditch, looked left and right, there was a clearing around him, there was no hiding place at all, Wu Sheng put his mind at ease, jumped into the ditch with a vertical body, touched the pickaxe he carried, and dug it up carefully.

After digging for about a stick of incense, Wu Shengcai pinned the pickaxe back to his waist, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and sniffed his body carefully, and after confirming that there was no strange smell on his body, he carefully took out a short wooden stick from his arms. A trace of clouds drifted in front of the moon, Wu Sheng quickly held the small wooden stick in his hand, raised his head vigilantly, looked around, and after confirming that there was no one around, he bent down and took out a small bamboo pot from the soil, and then, he gently scratched the wooden stick on the bamboo can, only to hear "Snort!" A small fire lit up in the night sky, and a wisp of light blue smoke spread out slowly, and after a while, Wu Sheng felt that the bamboo jar in his hand began to tremble uneasily, he opened the bamboo jar, and two ghost bees that were so dark that it was difficult to detect their bodies slowly flew out of the bamboo jar like two small black clouds.

"Go, go!" Wu Sheng waved his hand and softly drove the two small black clouds towards the barracks.

"Where are you going?" Mo Changhong's energetic voice came from above his head, and Wu Sheng was startled, and the bamboo jar in his hand fell to the ground with a click.

As Mo Changhong's voice landed, dozens of torches lit up on the edge of the ditch. For a while, Wu Sheng's eyes were full of horror, so much so that he forgot even the basic etiquette.

"Smack!" Mo Changhong waved the long whip, and Wu Sheng's face immediately opened with flesh. Then he sneered, "I thought you were a hard bone, but I didn't expect you to be so breathless. It's okay, it saves me a lot of trouble. Did you say it yourself or did you want me to ask?"

"Big ...... What the general is saying, the little one can't understand......" Wu Sheng's eyes rolled around, and a hint of sneer appeared on his face.

"Don't understand?" Mo Changhong sneered, "You ran to the ditch in the middle of the night, you didn't come to sleep, right?"

"Small...... The small one is drinking too much, come ...... The ...... who came to pee dozens of torches, coupled with Mo Changhong's condescending gaze, Wu Sheng only felt that there was an invisible pressure that pressed him almost unable to think.

"I heard that you haven't been used to smelling alcohol since you were a child, and you haven't drunk a drop of alcohol since you entered the barracks!"

"Little ...... The little one said it wrong, it was because he drank too much tea...... Come...... Come pee......" Wu Sheng argued.

"And what is this?" Qiu Yueling shook his hand, and two ghost bees fell at Wu Sheng's feet.

"No...... I don't know......" Wu Sheng didn't dare to look at it, and beads of sweat the size of beans crackled and fell.

"Good." Qiu Yueling sneered, waved his hand, and a group of identical ghost bees behind him pounced on Wu Sheng like a black wave.

"Ahh Wu Sheng's frightened sound made all the people present feel numb.

"I...... I didn't drink! Why are you still attacking me?" Wu Sheng ran lifelessly in the ditch with a rolling belt, "Xu Yao! You black-hearted ***! I dare to lie to you, Uncle Wu!"

Wu Sheng ran while scolding, and looked behind him from time to time, but no matter how he ran, the ghostly bee like death behind him chased after him.

"Xu Yao?" Qiao Xiya frowned and looked at Mo Haoning, "I seem to have heard this name somewhere......

"Have you heard?" Mo Haoning looked at Qiao Xiya, "Are you sure?"

"Sure, and what I heard in Jin'an City, but I can't remember the specifics." Qiao Xiya kicked a stone at her foot into the ditch with some remorse.

Qiao Xiya and Mo Haoning's conversation was heard by Mo Changhong, he turned over and got on his horse, holding a torch in one hand and a reins in the other, and caught up with the running panting Wu Sheng, and said quietly: "You tell me who Xu Yao is, and I will pull you up when I make it clear."

Wu Sheng raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Changhong, and then caught a glimpse of the ghost bee that almost pounced on his back, and shouted in despair, "The person was recommended by General Lin, and I really don't know anything about the rest!"

Mo Changhong sneered: "You dare to slander General Lin?"

"The small sentence is true...... Help, General!" Wu Sheng was already crying, and he had a handful of tears. :

"Come up!" Mo Changhong waved the long whip, and the whip was tightly wrapped around Wu Sheng's waist with a sharp sound of breaking the air.

Qiu Yueling stomped her feet, and a pleasant bell rang, and the ghost bee swarm that was still chasing Wu Sheng just now was obviously stunned, and then disappeared without a trace as if she had heard some call.

"Can you talk about it now?" Mo Changhong condescendingly looked at Wu Sheng, who was pale, out of breath, and weak in his hands and feet, and asked.

"You ...... Who are you......" Wu Sheng looked at the people in front of him in horror, "Why can you control the ghost bee......

Qiu Yueling and Qiao Xiya glanced at each other, Qiu Yueling stepped forward, leaned down, pinched Wu Sheng's chin, and slowly opened his other hand in front of Wu Sheng, and a palm-sized ghost bee appeared in front of Wu Sheng.

"Take it away...... Take it away!" Wu Sheng screamed in fright and broke free of Qiu Yueling's hand, ignoring the pain in his jaw, he turned over, used his hands and feet together, and was about to escape.

"Whew!" Qiu Yueling was not in a hurry, hooked her fingers, and a ghost bee with a large human face quietly rose, blocking Wu Sheng's way.

Wu Sheng was so frightened that he sat on the ground, kicked his feet on the ground, retreated again and again, and bang, Wu Sheng only felt that his back seemed to have hit something, and he couldn't help but look back, a long skirt with black flowers on a white background appeared in front of him, and if he looked carefully, where was the black flower, it was clearly a large and small ghost bee parked on a moon-white long skirt.

Wu Sheng trembled and looked up along the long skirt, facing a pair of cold black eyes of Qiu Yueling.