"General, what should we do now? If the living Yama and others are impatient for a while, raise their arms and shout, and the troops are about to attack the city, our current strength in Wind Valley Sand City is not enough to fight. ”

"What to do? Knowing that the situation is tense, why don't you hurry up and ask someone to bring Mo Ye and that girl together! We can't recognize it, is it possible that Yu Wensheng will still not recognize his wife? ”

Since he wants to find a wife, why don't they just give him a wife?

"But that girl...... She's gone! Sima was digging three feet into the camp at this time, but he still didn't find anyone. ”

When Yang Gu heard this, he suddenly felt bad: "Didn't you say that she was seriously injured?" How did she run away? It can't be taken away, right? ”

"Whether it was taken away by someone, or it was possible that he ran away, because Sima lost something terrible...... The same goes for you, as the military doctor corroborates, he woke up after being attacked from the rear, and his clothes and identity were all transferred. ”

"What? Lost something? What does this matter to me? Yang Gu was puzzled.

The subordinates couldn't bear to say: "Your hundred-year-old ginseng, asked Sima to use it to mend the girl's body, after she disappeared, not only Sima's holy medicine was stolen, but also your old ginseng was taken away......"

Yang Gu almost couldn't catch his breath after hearing this.

He gritted his teeth: "Mo, Ye, bastard!" Since the person is lost, the culprit of Mo Ye will be tied up to solve it, and Lao Tzu will not care! ”

Knowing that the general was talking angrily, his subordinates were confused: "Or, let's explain to the people below and say that the people are lost?" ”

However, Yang Gu sneered and sneered: "Then you go and try it, and see if you can't hand over his wife, Yu Wensheng will give up so easily?" Even if the person is really lost, it is lost in our hands, and if the person is not recovered, he will only retreat if he sees the hell. ”

The subordinates were also aroused: "It's really not good, let's fight with them in a tough fight, and it's not like we haven't won the Ye army." ”

"I had no choice but to do it." Yang Gu was still worried about the clouds between his eyebrows, unable to stretch.

He said in his heart, that was in the past, and now Yu Wensheng's army is afraid that it is not what it used to be......

The stalemate lasted for about half an hour, Mo Ye and the heavy halberd rushed over, and at the same time, the north city gate and the outside of the city were covered with giant deer troops, forming a kind of arrow point at the south city gate, once the other party carried out siege measures, they could flank left and right, and attack together with the Chinese army in the city.

As soon as he saw Mo Ye, Yang Gu's eyes widened, and he rushed forward angrily: "You kid ......"

However, Mo Ye's face was even more ugly than him now.

His eyes flashed with a fierce light, and a gloomy venom appeared on his face: "Okay, I don't want to listen to any lessons and complaints now, what do you mean by what you just sent someone to say?" Yu Wensheng's wife's name is Zheng Quqi? ”

When he first heard about this, Mo Ye only felt ridiculous, and even felt very funny, and he did laugh out loud because of it.

Thinking of what Yu Wensheng had done to Zheng Quqi, if Zheng Quqi was really his wife, he could only say that Yu Wensheng was a person...... It's sick.

Seeing his terrifying expression, Yang Gu was stunned, but he still stiffened his neck and said angrily: "Yes, yes, have you found someone?" ”

Gritting his teeth, Mo Ye quickly climbed up the city tower, only to see Yu Wensheng and other military horses below in front of the city gate, forming a fan-shaped encirclement, the torches illuminated the square circle, the fire soared into the sky, and the mighty enemy army was crowded outside the city like a black cloud.

As soon as he raised his cloak, he shouted to Yu Wensheng below: "Yu Wensheng, you say it again, who is your wife?" ”

At the moment when he raised his eyes to see Mo Ye, Yu Wensheng unexpectedly remembered the picture of him taking Zheng Quqi away on the edge of the cliff, and the scarlet light in his eyes was swallowed up by the darkness little by little, leaving only a bottomless aura storm: "Return Zheng Quqi." ”

Facing his eyes, Mo Ye immediately determined one thing, what Yu Wensheng said was true, he was indeed here to please people.

And that person is really Zheng Quqi who is known as "Sang Xuanqing".

But it was precisely because of the confirmation of this matter that Mo Ye was even more incomprehensible, and he even felt that this Yuwen Sheng Mo had some conjecture and hallucination, so he would think that Zheng Quqi would marry him? He married Zheng Quqi again?

Previously, he had always believed that Yu Wensheng deliberately used this as an excuse to carry out a reasonable and legal crusade and invasion of the Julu Country.

Mo Ye Ke has always known that Zheng Quqi has a secret love for him, he doesn't believe that Zheng Quqi will be willing to marry him, and Yu Wensheng, an unintentional monster, should not be condescended to marry a peasant girl with no background at all.

After thinking about it, he felt that this matter was pure.

"Hahahaha-you, if she's really your wife, that's how you treat her? If she doesn't die, you still have to chase her to mend the knife? ”

His vulgar swear words did not make Yu Wensheng feel half emotional, but his last sentence angered Yu Wensheng: "Shut up!" ”

"Tut-tut, are you angry? It's really rare, haven't you Yu Wensheng always been a monster who can only laugh? So you have a different look on your face? Mo Ye said with an exaggerated mockery.

After Yu Wensheng's eyes were fixed for a second, his mood stabilized, and his snow-white fingers stroked the horse's sideburns: "Mo Ye, if you don't want to end up making trouble in the end, you'd better return her, this is the only kind reminder I have this time." ”

Mo Ye has never been a person who can be easily threatened, he smiled coldly, and pulled out a short woman wearing a cloak from his body, the other party was obviously very weak, his steps were shaky, and he dragged it so vigorously that he almost fell to the ground.

The wind blew the brim of her hat up, and under the dim division of the light, she hung her head down, and her complexion was dull and dark, revealing a slightly rounded and straight nose and tight pale lips.

Mo Ye said: "Give it back to you?" Okay, this woman is going to die anyway, and it's a loss-making deal for me to keep her, don't you want her? Then be generous and give it to you! ”

When he said the last sentence, his voice was cold and angry, and he picked up the petite man, walked to the female wall, and threw him violently towards the tower without saying a word.

On the city wall that was more than ten or twenty meters high, a weightless figure in the wind fell rapidly, like a swallow with broken wings, tragically crossing an arc......

Everyone just felt their breath tighten, and their eyes widened.

And Yu Wensheng raised his eyes, the night was dark, and he only felt that the nightmare that had made him drowsy and indulged in the previous scene had struck again.

His face turned pale, and as soon as he kicked his feet, the man flew high, and stretched out his hand to take the fallen man into his arms—

At this moment, a dark arrow came into the wind, and his current state in the air naturally couldn't be avoided, but another arrow in the rear shot out in time, collided with it, and the momentum was crooked with a bang, and both fell.

Seeing that this secret arrow failed to secretly take Yu Wensheng's life, and even its fur failed to damage any of it, Mo Ye swept towards the army below, and finally set his eyes on a heroic general with an arrow bag on his back, and secretly hated Yu Wensheng's countless elite generals.

No, it's not her!

The moment Yu Wensheng received the person, he violently pushed the other party away, but saw the woman disguised as Zheng Quqi, take out a dagger and sprint towards his vital position.

Yu Wensheng didn't dodge or hide, rubbed his arm with his backhand, broke the wrist bone, and the woman whimpered miserably.

The sight was like a swimming poisonous snake searching the clothes on her body, these were undoubtedly the bloody clothes that Zheng Quqi once wore, but she was not, she was just an impostor.

Where is the real Zheng Quqi......

The gesture jumped up to its fragile neck bone, and only a crisp "click" was heard.

The disguised Assassin had lost his breath and fell to the ground.

"Isn't it?" Yu Wensheng smiled, low and nervous, and laughed wildly, he raised a pair of eyes that were completely undisguised, and tilted his head to stare at Mo Ye above.

"Then I'll have to take it myself."

The soft tone of his voice was as soft as a whisper, accompanied by an endless dark aura, as if he had risen a thousand sinister aura, wanting to drag everything in the world into the hell he ruled.

——

Zheng Quqi was slowly climbing up the mountain like a snail, and accidentally ate too much ginseng along the way, and began to bleed.

She was sweating profusely, fearing that there would be pursuers, and on the other hand, she was afraid that in the dark night, a snake would suddenly burst out, or a beast would jump out.

I was terrified all the way, touched my nose, and found blood on my hand......

She looked at it, her nose was sore, and she suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness.

But before the tears could flow out of her eyes, she forcibly endured them again.

She wiped her nose with her sleeve and told herself that she didn't have time to pity herself here, that she had to fight if she wanted to live.

Eventually, with extraordinary perseverance, she found the thatched house that the military doctor pointed to in her map.

After a night of walking on the mountain road, she was tired and thirsty, and she scooped a scoop of water in the water tank with her spirit, and after gulping and drinking, she curled herself up in a nest in the haystack, and fell asleep from exhaustion.

However, she did not sleep well this night, and in her dreams, she returned to the heavy snow, and she always had a pair of cold and merciless smiling eyes in her dreams, and he ignored her pleas for help and struggles, and pushed her into the abyss with one palm—

"Ho ......"

Zheng Quqi woke up in a cold sweat.

At this time, the pain of her sluggish body finally came again, and she held a slow movement for a long time before she could barely move.

The swollen labor pain in her chest made her breathless, she tore open her clothes, looked at the black skin, closed her eyes, and continued to take the old ginseng to continue to gnaw.

The military doctor said that the old man was alive, and she would take it in small amounts and many times once she had a backlash.

Because she didn't know much about the "less" of TCM quantifiers, she made up for it for a while, but this time she reduced the amount moderately, and didn't dare to bite more, for fear of another nosebleed.

After swallowing the cold water, she took out the brocade box.

Shook the body of the box, there was an arrow-shaped lock on it, the lock body was made of quite solid materials, the quality was excellent, and she couldn't open it with a stone.

But as long as there is a keyhole, she can find a way to open the lock through the internal construction principle of the lock, through the route of modern people.

But only if she has a lockpicking tool.

She needed a wire that could be bent in any way.

But she searched the thatched hut and found no useful wire, only a piece of iron tied to a stick.

It is estimated that it is a knife made by a military doctor, which is used for cutting.

She once watched a wilderness survival show, where if she was in the wild, she could melt iron into molten iron and reforge it through a homemade furnace.

Since she couldn't find the wire, she had to do it herself.

First, she had to build a small stove.

The walls of the furnace needed the soft, sticky mud of the Yellow River, and thanks to the location of the military doctor, there was a small stream near it that was about to dry up, and she found the right soil from it, and woven baskets with handmade rattans, and carried them back and forth frame by frame.

Then in order to make the flame in the furnace reach a high enough temperature and a constant rate, she also needs to make a blower.

She picked up some suitable bark, and used branches as a frame to make a fan-style rotating shaft spindle blower, which was able to carry out mechanical movement through simple repeated rotation movements, which not only saved physical strength, but also added more wind power to the stove, and the faster it turned, the bigger the fire.

She also had to make a grate and punch holes in the middle to make it easier for the flame to pass through and complete the inside of the stove.

If you have the whole body, it's time to smelt molten iron.

There was spare charcoal in the thatched house, which saved her time of burning charcoal, so she first pinched a clay cup, then removed the iron pieces from the stick and put them in the cup.

Then put the cup in the furnace and set it upright, pour enough charcoal around it, light the fire, and the rest of the time is continuous high-temperature firing.

Finally, after the iron sheet melts into water, she picks up the cup with a clamp and pours the molten iron into the mold made in the morning to cool and shape.

After much difficulty, she finally got a few thin wires that were barely usable.

Once she had the tools to pick the lock, she carefully bent it into the arc she wanted.

First, bend the wire head at a right angle, and then try to reach into the keyhole, if there are several small cylindrical iron rods in the keyhole, as long as you push them all to the top and then turn the wire, you may break open......

However, she didn't get it open, and it seems that the first method will not work

So, she changed her approach again.

It is to bend the head of the wire into a triangle, slowly insert it into the keyhole, and gently turn it in one direction, her ears are close, pay attention to the movement at any time, and insert it in while turning, if it is not opened after inserting it into the end, she will do it again in the same way as before, and so on several times...... Click!

Zheng Quqi heard a crisp popping sound, took a breath, and his eyes exploded like a candle wick, and bright light burst out.

Opened?!

Her heart was beating faster, her palms were sweating, and she ripped off the lock and lifted the lid of the brocade box......

only to find that it was not like a black and bulging ordinary pill, but a beautiful, white crystal and slightly transparent, similar to plum blossom cake.

If it weren't for the faint smell of Chinese medicinal herbs on it, she really thought it was a thumb-sized piece of white cake.

"Is this really a holy medicine?"

Zheng Quqi, who didn't have much knowledge, couldn't help but start to doubt.

(End of chapter)