The air was inexplicably a little cold.

Jiang Chen approached cautiously, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a phantom faintly appeared on the corner dressing box, a beautiful girl in a red suit, with black hair hanging down, she was laughing? Why is she smiling, as if she is crying?

Tick, tick.

Seeing someone coming, the girl smiled lightly, blood and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and asked faintly: "Bu Gongzi, when can you let me out of the house?" ”

"This ......"

Jiang Chen's heart touched and took a step forward.

But at this moment, dozens of strong men from Qingzhou behind him suddenly broke into the arrow tower.

"It's already out of the house, I'm sorry, I took the liberty."

The girl in the red dress smiled brightly.

The strong military spirit and blood instantly scattered the phantom of this girl into stars and disappeared.

One of the starlights fell into Jiang Chen's palm, and some fragments of memory poured into his mind like a tide.

…………

Wei, a folk girl with no surname, when she was sixteen years old, she went out to sell rouge gouache on the street, and was coveted by the eldest son of the Marquis of Bu Ling, and forcibly requisitioned into the Hou Mansion.

After the initial freshness passed, the eldest son of Bu Linghou set his sights on other women, and completely left Wei behind, and for five years, he had not even seen each other once.

She has no name and no point, in this deep courtyard, she can be said to have suffered a lot of discrimination, and she is extremely bitter, and she washes her face with tears all day long.

The secluded Hou Gate, like a hell on earth......

After a few more years, Wei tried her best to finally see the second side of Bu Linghou's eldest son, and asked to let her out of the house and give her a way to live.

At this time, the eldest son of Bu Linghou, like his father, became increasingly addicted to the art of ghosts and gods, and pretended to promise:

"Okay, I'll let you out."

Wei was overjoyed, but as soon as she walked out of the Hou Mansion, she was captured by the Great Wu Zhu and put into the temple, and after several years of abuse, she finally turned into a deep resentful soul and became the soul spirituality of the Underworld Keystone.

Once the keystone is crushed, it can trigger the breath of the underworld, and the dead corpses within a radius of 100 meters will be resurrected and rejuvenated, hating and devouring all living things!

With the power of the resurrection of the dead, it is natural that the tide of battle can be easily turned around!

However.

By chance, the young archer put the Underworld Keystone into a dressing box, quietly awakening the good memories of Wei's old girlhood.

The slightest terror on her frightened the young archers into retreating.

This is Wei's past.

And she also took the opportunity of the morale of dozens of soldiers to take the initiative to end her own life......

Jiang Chen held the lightning strike peach branch, stretched out his hand to hold the underworld keystone, and suddenly felt a burst of coldness, and hurriedly threw it into the back basket.

[The first white chance has been obtained!] 】

【Underworld Keystone】

【Quality: White】

[Description: A special keystone created with an extremely strong resentful spirit as the soul can be crushed to break a gap connecting the underworld and attract a little underworld breath. 】

[Note: Most of the soul is worn out by half, and all functions cannot be used.] 】

[Note 2: If you crush seven Underworld Keystones at the same time, you can open the ghost gate, the living can enter, and the dead can come out.] 】

"Ghost Gate?"

As soon as Jiang Chen heard this word, he felt a little fear in his heart inexplicably, as if once the ghost door was opened, something extremely terrifying would break through the seal and cause trouble in the world!

"Jiang Tunchang?"

Behind him, Feng Lebin asked carefully, with a little concern in his tone.

"I'm fine."

Jiang Chen shook his head, gradually came back to his senses, pointed to the direction of the center of Dongli City, and said with a smile:

"The richest place in this city is naturally the Bu Linghou Mansion, but it is also the focus of the main force of the Qingzhou soldiers, and his eldest son has long been an adult, and he has seized a few farmers in the east of the city, built a courtyard, and his wealth is also considerable."

The Qingzhou soldiers, including Feng Lebin, nodded in unison, who doesn't want to get rich?

Followed by.

Jiang Chen walked down the steps of the city wall, quickly ran along the uninhabited street, and ran to the center of the city, followed by many Qingzhou soldiers.

And that young archer was one of Bu Linghou's eldest son's cronies in the army, but now, he had become the vanguard to lead the way for Jiang Chen and others.

Not much.

A courtyard covering an area of thousands of square meters appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The door is closed, and there are two majestic portraits of the door gods on the door, which seems to be solid, but it also means that this place has not been looted, and the wealth inside is still intact.

A trace of flame ignited in Jiang Chen's eyes, and he said loudly:

"Abin, smash it open!"

Feng Lebin licked his lips, and immediately stepped forward, and with a slap of the Taizu Green Knife, he struck the door open, and one of the door god statues with a faint glimmer of light was instantly cut and broken, and the spirituality dissipated.

Inside the door, there was a commotion.

"Hiss~"

Jiang Chen's eyebrows tingled slightly, and he frowned and thought:

"Is there some danger behind the door?"

Followed by.

Feng Lebin took a breath, swung his knife three times in a row, and then kicked forward heavily.

Three knives and one kick!

The door slammed open!

The maids and servants inside were suddenly in a mess, and the few family members who dared to resist were chopped over by Feng Lebin in a blink of an eye.

All the forces that resisted were bombarded to slag by the wolf-like Qingzhou soldiers in just a few minutes.

To the end.

All the rooms were scraped to the ground, and five hundred taels of gold, six thousand two hundred taels of silver, rare treasures, antiques, calligraphy and paintings were difficult to estimate the value for a while, so they could only be stacked on the hall and left to the Qingzhou soldiers to choose.

The eldest son of Bu Linghou and his wives and concubines were all tied up by five flowers.

There was only one thought left in everyone's mind:

"Rich!"

"Divide the money!"

Horses have no night grass and no fertilizer, and people have no windfall and no wealth!

According to the rules of the Western Army, the gold and silver treasures obtained from plunder were often divided into five parts.

One-fifth can be attributed to the generals, one-fifth to the non-commissioned officers, one-fifth to the additional pension, and the remaining two-fifths will be handed over to the public, and the military will distribute it according to personal merit.

In other words.

Jiang Chen, Feng Lebin, and the remaining seven or eight Wu Chang Shi Changtun Chang will share one hundred taels of gold, one thousand two hundred and forty taels of silver, and some antique calligraphy and paintings.

The eyes of all the soldiers fell on Jiang Chen and Feng Lebin, the two of them were the only people present who were qualified to distribute these wealth.

Feng Lebin, on the other hand, habitually looked at Jiang Chen, very curious about what choice this "smart man" from a poor background would make?

And then.

"Hmm......"

Jiang Chen took fifty taels of gold from it, and said in a deep voice:

"It's mine."

Feng Lebin breathed a sigh of relief, and also stepped forward and took out fifty taels of gold.

Just now, he was really worried that Jiang Chen was too greedy and took all the gold.

In the previous wars to destroy the city, there was also a poor general who was too greedy and took most of his wealth in one go, and when he returned to the barracks, he was beheaded by the military judge.

Once there is a serious imbalance between status, power and wealth, the result will inevitably be a dead end!

Feng Lebin secretly recognized in his heart:

"On the battlefield, the most taboo is greedy, Jiang Chen, although he is a people's husband, he also has a bit of wisdom."

Followed by.

Many military chiefs, even chiefs, and tun chiefs also took their own shares according to their own strength and status.

In the end, there were more than 100 taels of silver left, and Jiang Chen was in charge and included it in the share of additional pensions, which immediately gained the unanimous favor of more than 50 Qingzhou soldiers.