Besides, Wu Cao saw that Ge Hai and other ten guards fought bloodily and died, and the two personal maids suffered tragic disasters, and their hearts were full of grief and anger, although they gritted their teeth, they did not shed a single tear, but on the surface, their faces were as cold as frost, Zhuge Ying and others couldn't help but shudder when they saw it.

Zhu Wushu was secretly surprised, after other women were caught in, they were either looking for death and life, crying and crying, or panicked, a little simply frightened, like her, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, so calm and composed, unique.

There are about 200 people in the cottage, almost all of them are some five big and three rough men, Zhuge Ying finally found a woman in her thirties in the kitchen and asked her to take Wu Cao down to rest.

The cottage is in poor condition, but the housing of the four chiefs is still decent.

The woman took Wu Cao into Zhuge Ying's room and withdrew.

There is no need to lock the door at all, not to mention that the outside of this cottage is full of bandits, even if you let yourself go down the mountain, an unfamiliar person will not be able to get out, and you will definitely get lost in the nearby fork in the road.

Seeing the minions outside beaming, one by one holding wine glasses to congratulate Zhuge Ying on accepting a lady from the village, Wu Cao was a little upset, it was strange to say, as long as there was a little impetuousness in his heart, the jade pendant on his neck would emit a faint light, and Wu Cao immediately sobered up and became extremely calm and stable.

Zhuge Ying prepared half a pheasant and a bowl of rice for her, but due to the death of her personal guard, she had no appetite, but Wu Cao forced herself to eat something.

It wasn't until the bright moon rose that the whole village began to calm down.

Hearing the sound of the wooden stairs kicking, Wu Cao's heart also followed the beating of the pedals, squeaked, the door was directly knocked open, Wu Cao's heart also trembled, and when he looked back, Zhuge Ying's face was red, and he stumbled in.

"Hey, beauty, beauty. Zhuge Ying closed the door with his backhand and slowly raised his head.

Wu Cao sat next to the coffee table, next to an oil lamp, under the dim light, like a beautiful fairy, sitting upright in a pale yellow halo, hazy, but exuding a sacrosanct and inviolable holy atmosphere.

Zhuge Ying staggered over, his hand had just touched the yellow light, and suddenly he shivered, and he woke up more than half of his wine.

Staring at it with wide eyes and taking a closer look, what kind of beauty is this? It's clearly her old mother!

Zhuge Ying rubbed his eyes and took a look, yes! It was his old mother, holding a rattan in her hand, staring at her with a majestic face.

At this moment, he woke up and hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously.

After knocking his head more than a dozen times in a row, he felt more and more confused, Zhuge Ying seemed to have returned to his childhood, his mother took him to work in the field, his mother carried him to fetch water by the well, and his mother hummed nursery rhymes softly, sewing and mending under the oil lamp.

Wu Cao looked at the second king who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing like pounding garlic in amazement, not knowing what medicine was sold in his gourd.

"Mother, children are not filial......" Zhuge Ying kowtowed and wept bitterly.

Wu Cao snorted, angry and funny, it turned out that he was so drunk that he actually regarded himself as his mother.

Zhuge Ying shook his head, and suddenly remembered that his mother had died, and it had been almost twenty years since she died, and she couldn't help but look up and take a closer look, but under the oil lamp was a pure and beautiful girl.

It seemed that he was dazzled, and hurriedly stood up, ready to go over and hug her, and as soon as his hand touched the hazy yellow light, the beauty suddenly became a mother again, and sat there with a majestic face, her eyes glaring at him.

"Mom, there's a ghost!!" Zhuge Ying crawled and ran out.

"Is there a ghost, am I so ugly?" Wu Cao was a little puzzled.

The jade talisman that Yuan Tiangang gave to Wu Cao belongs to the high-level peace talisman to dispel evil spirits, which can not only defend against attacks, but also calm the mind and calm the nerves, and can evoke the kindest side of the opponent's heart.

Originally, for people with evil intentions, this jade talisman can only calm their hearts at best, so that people can't have the slightest desire and bad intentions, but Wu Cao is not very human, he has a king's breath in his body, just like Li Shimin has an imperial breath on his body, which is Tianwei, a kind of innate breath given by God.

The royal aura on Wu Cao's body constantly nourishes the jade talisman, so that this jade talisman of dispelling evil and peace has been upgraded, which not only makes people unable to have the slightest evil thoughts, but also disturbs the consciousness of others.

Zhuge Ying kills people like hemp, does all kinds of evil, if he still has a little kindness in his heart, it is filial piety to his mother, so once he comes into contact with the soft light emitted by this jade talisman, he hallucinates that it is his mother.

Zhu Wuying's room was a foot or two away next to Zhuge Ying, he had just entered, and he hadn't fallen asleep yet, when he suddenly heard Zhuge Ying's ghost crying wolf, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, so he put on his clothes and came out.

The moonlight in the courtyard was hazy, and Zhuge Ying rolled down the stairs with a rolling belt.

Zhu Wushu hurriedly stepped forward, helped Zhuge Ying up, and said, "Second brother, wake up, what's wrong?"

Zhuge Ying was short of breath and said intermittently: "Hell, hell." ”

Zhu Wushu slapped his forehead and said, "Where the hell is there, wake up!"

Zhuge Ying rubbed his eyes, saw that he was invincible, hugged him and said, "Big brother........"

Hearing Zhuge Ying say that Wu Cao had become the reincarnation of his mother, Zhu Wushu said strangely: "Have you drunk too much and your eyes are spent?"

"No, I'm sober. ”

"Let's go, go up and have a look. ”

"I'm not going, big brother, I'm going to you. ”

Zhu Wushu shook his head helplessly, walked up the stairs alone, pushed open the door and came in.

Wu Cao was still sitting under the oil lamp, motionless, with a blank expression.

"Martial Girl, are you okay?" Zhu Wushu approached and asked softly.

Wu Cao looked at him coldly and didn't say a word.

As soon as Zhu Wushu walked into the light, a vision suddenly appeared in front of him, and Wu Cao's figure suddenly became taller, sitting there like a Buddha statue.

It's funny to say, all invincible kills people like hemp, but they believe in Buddhism the most, every time they kill someone, they have to go to the Buddha hall to repent for a long time, and often ask monks to spend their souls for the deceased, trying to reduce their sins.

When I saw Wu Cao's figure, it was actually the statue of Guanyin that I often worshipped, and I couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Wu Cao was completely stunned, the two mountain kings were actually like this, were they all drunk?

Zhu Wushu kowtowed a few times, but he had a plan in his heart, this woman is extraordinary, and the Bodhisattva protects her.

After going downstairs, he didn't say anything, and pulled Zhuge Ying to his room: "Second brother, don't make up your mind about this little lady of the martial arts, not only that, we have to protect her well, she is not a mortal." ”

Zhuge Ying immediately agreed, laughing! This woman turned into her mother's appearance as soon as she got close, where else could she start?