An hour later, Wen Hao, Guan Yu and others carried the two wild asses over the pile of rocks.

"Dad, mother, come out, we have meat to eat tonight!"

Looking at the stone house in the distance, Wen Hao shouted.

Now that they have a house and a pot, they naturally won't roast the donkey hastily.

It's best to be able to stew, and store the excess donkey meat.

Winter is coming, and this donkey meat is also a great tonic.

There used to be such a saying on the earth, dragon meat in the world, donkey meat in the ground, which is enough to explain everything.

It's a pity that Wen Hao shouted for a long time, but the stone house where his father and mother lived still didn't move at all.

"Well, my father and mother have never been in the habit of sleeping during the day...... Is it .....?"

Wen Hao's face changed, and a bad premonition surged in his heart, and he hurriedly put down the wild donkey and rushed over.

Boom, when the door of the house opened, it was empty, and there was still half a figure there.

Scanning it again, there was a piece of paper pressed under the table.

Wen Hao hurriedly walked over and picked up the paper to look at it, it said, "We went to Qi County, we can come back in a month, don't read it!"

Seeing just one line of crooked small characters, Wen Hao's face changed greatly.

Fang just called a few times and did not answer, Wen Hao had this kind of guess, and now it has finally been confirmed.

In fact, this is still Wen Hao's father's literacy family and a bit of a book collector, if it is given to other people, it is impossible to leave such a note.

"Daddy, why are you so confused, why don't you believe me?"

Wen Hao's father and mother slammed the table with this angry Wen Hao.

Even someone as shrewd as Xiao Liu ran back because he couldn't escape the search of the Yellow Turban Soldiers, let alone his father and mother, who were already in their fifties?

"Yun Chang, Zhang Da, Zhang Er, come with me!"

After leaving the door, Wen Hao didn't care much, hastily arranged this place, and then led people to the exit position.

"Alas, eldest brother, uncle and aunt must not have gone far, we should be able to catch up!" Guan Yu comforted.

"I hope so!" Wen Hao sighed.

Although he is a traverser, the nurturing grace of his father and mother in the past eighteen years is real.

He also regarded the second elder as a relative.

At this time, there was a shortage of soldiers outside Qixian County, and if they went, there were three long and two short, Wen Hao couldn't accept it at all.

Half an hour later, Wen Hao and the others finally turned around the foot of the mountain. It's a pity that there is still no figure of the second elder here,

There were three road crossings ahead, and they couldn't be sure which one the second elder would take.

"Big brother, why don't we look for it separately?" Guan Yu frowned.

"No, let's take the middle one, my father and mother will definitely go to Qi County, and they will also go back to Xiaoxi Village!"

Knowing the father and the son, the middle road is what they took when they came. So Wen Hao is very sure.

As everyone knows, this time the literary father had already guessed his son's thoughts,

He and his wife picked the one on the left, planning to turn around and come back when they were about to reach the county seat of Qixian County.

So, Wen Hao, Guan Yu and others embarked on the middle road.

At this moment, the county seat of Qixian County is full of men wearing yellow scarves, and even the people in the county town before were forced to bring yellow scarves.

In the previous position of the county government, a powerful man sat on the main seat.

He looked at the subordinates in the lobby contemptuously, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

This person's name is Li Damu, and he is one of the thirty-six marshals of the Yellow Turban Army.

Just looking at his internal strength, it is definitely above twenty years, and it is unknown what secret exercises he has.

Since the uprising, the county order of Qixian County has not had the slightest resistance, and it only took a few hours for Li Damu to control the place.

Not only did so many officials and officials also take refuge in Li Damu, and now the entire Qixian County is Li Damu's Yellow Turban soldiers.

The other counties of Chenliu County are slightly stronger than Qi County, but there is no force that can stand up to the Yellow Turban Soldiers on their own.

It is estimated that it will not be long before other counties will be completely controlled by the Yellow Turbans like Qi County.

"How many people are we absorbing now?" said Li Damu after a long time.

"Back to the marshal, now our subordinates have more than 27,800 people, and in a few days we will be able to exceed 30,000!"

A more astute man stepped forward.

This man has also been an internal force for more than ten years, and he can be regarded as a strong general in the hands of Li Damu.

"That's very good! The great sage and good teacher have sent a message, let us control the situation here, and we must lead our troops to Youzhou to support!" Li Damu nodded slightly.

His idea was to set off when he had raised at least 50,000 Yellow Turban soldiers.

Now it seems that there are a lot of yellow scarves, but the quality is very poor.

Many of them are still fighting with hoes.

"Yes, Dashuai, I'll arrange it!" the clever man hurriedly bowed out of the lobby.

"In the future, it will be me Li Damu who has the final say in Qi County! In the county, anyone who doubts the great sages and good teachers will be killed! By the way, if you give me all the money and grain in the hands of the people, no one can use it without my orders!"

Then he put on another command.

I have to say that Li Damu is inflated!

Before, he was a martial arts person, living with the government in the days when well water did not interfere with river water.

After being bewitched by Zhang Jiao, he decided to fight once, but he didn't expect to succeed so easily.

Now Li Damu is far from being satisfied with Qi County, he even wants to control the entire Chenliu County, and then besiege Luoyang, the capital of China, to completely overthrow the rule of the Han Dynasty.

Li Damu is ambitious on the county government's side, and at the corner of the city wall of the county seat, more than a dozen Yellow Turban soldiers are listlessly discussing something.

"Alas, if it weren't for Wen Hao, how would we have become Yellow Turban soldiers, maybe we would still be farming in Xiaoxi Village now!"

A man's face was full of depression.

That's right, they are none other than the villagers of Xiaoxi Village, who previously supported the two Yellow Turban Daoists and regarded Wen Hao as a lone star.

They were originally going to follow a few black-clothed Taoists to the county to ask for explanations, but who would have inexplicably become soldiers attacking the county seat, and now there is no way out.

Although these villagers finally discovered that the two Taoists were not good things, they were also the culprits who harmed the crops.

But they insisted that if Wen Hao hadn't killed the two Taoists, they wouldn't have come to the county seat to ask for an explanation.

If you don't come to ask for an explanation, you won't become a Yellow Turban soldier.

At most, they have not had a year's harvest at most, and now they are soldiers, which completely subverts their thinking.

"Wen Hao is really a lone star!"

A fifty-year-old man spat thick phlegm on the ground.

For Wen Hao finally leaving the village with Wen Hao's father and mother, they only have jealousy and resentment.

"Fifty-sixth, come with me!"

Just when these villagers wanted to continue to denounce Wen Hao, a centurion dressed in rattan armor walked over in the distance.

This person was the man in black who went to Xiaoxi Village later to avenge the two Taoists.

"Dao Chief...... We ......."

Seeing this centurion, the villagers were even more depressed.

At the time, I thought he was a good person, but now he has become their boss in the blink of an eye.

"Call me Ma-sama!"

Here, when the man heard the villagers still calling him Taoist, his brows suddenly furrowed.