"Woo-woo!"

Bu Linghou's eldest son, Bu Shan's appearance can only be described by the words "fat head and big ears", and it is the endless wealth of Dongli City that makes him pampered and pampered to become what he is now.

But now, he can only watch his own wealth fall into the hands of Dongman.

He wanted to reprimand loudly, but his mouth was stuffed with stinky stockings, and he could only whimper to express his resentment.

Jiang Chen sneered, his cold gaze suddenly fell on this noble-born young master, and quipped:

"In terms of immorality, you are exactly like your father, are you playing your father?"

There are countless rumors about Bu Linghou's absurdity and addiction to ghosts and gods, and they are not new.

But perhaps because of "the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked", the young master in front of him, who will inevitably inherit the throne in the future, compared with his father, can be described as "green comes from blue and is better than blue".

Minnuwei is one of its insignificant victims.

Qingzhou Bing tore off the stinky socks in Bu Shan's mouth, and after he took a few deep breaths of clean air, he said with a little anger:

"Fuck you, you damn bitch-"

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, a heavy punch landed on Bu Shan's face, knocking out several teeth in an instant, and blood was dripping from his mouth.

After receiving a few punches in a row, Bu Shan was beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he immediately became much more honest:

"Yes, inheriting the position of a prince, the most important thing is never ability, just the order of birth, and the four-word evaluation of 'this son is like a father', the more capable he is, the more he will make his father feel uneasy, and when he is a gentleman, a stupid person, he can inherit the family business steadily."

Play Everywhere...... Jiang Chen was amused in his heart, and pretended to ask casually:

"What do you guys do you play on weekdays? Fighting crickets? ”

As soon as he heard the words "fighting crickets", Bu Shan immediately became interested and said with a little pride:

"Of course, the cricket king I raised is ten thousand times stronger than those guys in the national capital!"

A flash of brilliance flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes, and he smiled:

"Where?"

Bu Shan responded slyly:

"Let me go, and I'll tell you!"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, but just waved his hand.

Feng Lebin couldn't help but laugh.

There may be a very small number of these pampered nobles with noble temperaments, but most of them are inferior to even ordinary people, and even the most ordinary punishments cannot survive.

Bang!

Bang bang bang!

After only six or seven heavy punches, Bu Shan burst into tears and cried:

I said...... I'll say it all! ”

Jiang Chen patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"It would have been nice to say no earlier? You'll also be spared a beating. ”

Bu Shan's face was full of grievances, and he said where to store it, and the cricket king lived in the mulberry tree in the back garden, and there was a wooden sign hanging at the top, with five big characters on it:

[Mighty General].

There is a tree hole under the wooden card, which is the nest of the cricket king.

Jiang Chen immediately ran to the depths of the courtyard, and sure enough, he found an old mulberry tree nearly three meters high, and was pleased to find that the cricket's whiskers were all white, which fully met the standard of "Jun Medicine".

Moreover.

The reason why it can live for more than three years is also quite amazing.

When the rest of the Qingzhou soldiers saw the scene on the mulberry tree, they were all amazed:

"Aren't crickets vegetarians?"

"Look, it swallowed that young silkworm whole!"

"He is worthy of being a mighty general, hahahaha~"

From the jokes of everyone, we can know that this white-whiskered cricket eats meat, especially loves to eat fat silkworm babies.

When a large number of strangers entered the back garden, the mighty general also seemed to feel a great crisis, gave up eating, and spread his wings to fly away from the mulberry tree.

But in the next second, Jiang Chen launched the Ranger of the Han Dynasty, jumped up, stretched out his hand, and gently grabbed the fat and old mighty general, and put it in the wooden box.

The envoys needed to promote the [Scavengers] have all been obtained.

Next

Just take the medicine and perform the rituals, and you will be out of the mundane...... From then on, transcendent sanctification!

Jiang Chen was in a good mood, turned around and walked back to the hall, but found that Bu Shan at this moment was trembling all over, his face was desperate, and he immediately shouted after seeing Jiang Chen:

"Take me away!"

“？”

Jiang Chen slowly typed a question mark.

The Qingzhou soldiers who were guarding on the side frowned, and said with an urn voice:

"Just now, this kid asked me, has the portrait of the door god at the gate been scratched? When I said yes, he yelled desperately, asking to get out of here, and wanted to see you. ”

With a trace of indescribable fear in his eyes, Bu Shan did not hesitate at all, and directly explained Da Wuzhu's plan and discernment:

"Da Wu Zhu told me a few months ago that once Dongli City faces the most dangerous situation, he will immediately kill my father, and with the blood of the prince of Loulan, forcibly set off a hundred ghosts to walk at night, and only the portrait of the door god can prohibit ghosts from entering and leaving."

"What?!"

Jiang Chen's heart was shocked, he remembered the pain when he broke through the courtyard gate, and immediately understood everything, looking at Bu Shan's fat head and big ears, he couldn't help but be extremely annoyed and said:

"Stupid thing, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Bu Shan had a bitter face: "I just remembered ......"

Feng Lebin also felt a little incredulous and questioned:

"How can you tell you such a secret?"

Bu Shan was silent for a few seconds, and said word by word:

"Da Wu Zhu is my father."

…………

The remnant sun is like blood.

Everywhere in the streets of Dongli City, the hot blood of the soldiers flowed all over it, and it was even more bright red than the sunset.

Of course.

The vast majority of the blood came from 2,000 Dongli soldiers.

Zhang Longxiang's Qingzhou soldiers, the loss was only half of it, and his strong performance made many military officials recognize the fake captain - Zhang Ying.

Strength is always the passport of the strong!

"It's too powerful, especially the captain, is he really still human?" Bu Linghou hid in the Hou Mansion and shivered, it was not yet night at this time, and the basic conditions for the night walk of the hundred ghosts could not be achieved, so he couldn't help but curse:

"It's not a problem to insist on thirty or fifty days, but I haven't even lasted a day, it's really a waste! Litter! Idiot! ”

Hearing this, Gong Wen's face was ugly, and he inexplicably felt a little emotional.

Although Captain Dongli was unruly, he insisted on fighting from beginning to end until he died, but who would have thought that he had just died in battle, and was slandered and insulted by Bu Linghou.

But at this time.

Da Wu Zhu bowed slightly and said humbly:

"Junhou, I have a strategy, I can launch a hundred ghosts night walk in advance to save Dongli, and you will also become a great hero to save the country against Dongban."

Bu Linghou was overjoyed, the more he looked at Dawu Zhu, the more pleasing he became, and said cordially:

"There is an old saying in Dongban, in the fierce wind, you can see whether it is a tough and upright grass, in the moment of fierce turmoil, in order to distinguish the real loyal ministers, my great witch wish, if I can repel the enemy, I will definitely go to the capital of Loulan in person, for you to ask for credit."

Da Wu Zhu shook his head, and his tone was extremely sincere:

"No, I'm the one who takes credit for you."

Bu Linghou was stunned, he didn't understand the meaning of the Great Witch's words for a while, but in the next second, he personally realized the true meaning.

A sharp dagger suddenly stabbed into Bu Linghou's chest, and blood flowed everywhere.

However, after one or two breaths, "the lord of Dongli City", "the nominal father of Dawu Zhu's biological son", "the elder brother of the Loulan clan", and "one of the four marquis of Loulan", were lifeless and died at this moment.

"You? Traitor! ”

Gong Wen was furious.

Dawu Zhu laughed heartily, but his voice was as cold as an abyss:

"You also go down and accompany your prince!"

The next second.

Creepy things have happened!

Gong Wen screamed in pain, and all the limbs and bones of his body shrank rapidly at this moment, his muscles collapsed, his skin was white, and a trace of the source of life broke out of his body, flowing into the center of Dawu Zhu's eyebrows like a stream, making him let out an extraordinarily comfortable moan.

After the qi, blood, spirit, origin, and luck of the two highest-ranking people in Dongli City were swallowed into their stomachs, the breath on the body of the Great Witch Zhu became more and more profound and holy, and he turned to stare at the west, revealing an innocent smile of peace and joy, clasped his hands together, and recited sincerely:

"No mother, vacuum hometown!"

…………

Outside the Hou Mansion.

Thousands of Qingzhou soldiers were like wolves and tigers, impacting the last line of defense of the Hou Mansion.

But at this moment!

Zhang Ying inadvertently looked down, and his shadow appeared a slight blood-red luster, and immediately noticed that something was wrong, and said in a deep voice:

"Stop the offensive and put the whole army on stand."

He looked up at the dilapidated Hou Mansion at this time, and always felt an indescribable fear.