I studied beheading in a mental institution

Champion Hou?

These three words fell into Lin Qiye's ears, and they exploded like thunder.

In the history of Great Xia, there is only one person who can bear this title... Huo Qubing!

Since Huo Qubing is in this era, does it mean that this is the Western Han Dynasty?

He was brought to Western Han Dynasty by [Sacred Covenant]?

Lin Qiye looked in the direction that everyone was looking at, and saw that about four or five miles away from the city gate, a densely packed army had already stationed, and four fine horses rolled up the dust and galloped towards the city gate!

At the same time, the people who were standing in front of the city gate and waiting in line to enter automatically retreated to both sides, leaving a spacious road for entering the city.

The figures of the four riders approached gradually, and everyone finally saw their appearance clearly.

The leader was a young general in armor. He looked no more than 24 or [-] years old, but there was a kind of determination and fierceness in his eyes that did not match his age. The bright red battle robe behind him rattled with the galloping horses.

"It really is him..." Lin Qiye's eyes lit up when he saw that familiar face.

The Huo Qubing in front of him was almost exactly the same as the Huo Qubing he had seen under the Guoyun Island, the only difference was that the expression of the young general in front of him lacked a trace of vicissitudes and deepness.

Huo Qubing was riding a white horse, holding a black iron chain in his hand, and the other end of the iron chain was connected to a woman in prison uniform.

The woman's face was covered with dust and mud, and she couldn't see her face clearly. Her pale prison uniform was wrinkled, and a heavy shackle was sealed on her shoulders. Her messy black hair was scattered on it, and her figure followed the horse. The bumps, shaking slightly.

After that, there was a powerful lieutenant general Kong Wu, and a smiling and kind scholar in Confucian clothing.

The four people stopped at the gate of Xue County, and the deputy general rode his horse to the front of the city wall and shouted loudly:

"Where is the magistrate?!"

The voice of the lieutenant general was like thunder, extremely loud, and directly scared the surrounding people back a few steps. The soldiers above the city wall chatted a few words, and one of them rushed into the city quickly.

Huo Qubing frowned slightly when he saw the reactions of the people around him:

"Yuwu."

The lieutenant was taken aback, coughed twice, and lowered his head a little guilty.

A moment later, a round man in official uniform appeared behind the city gate and saluted respectfully:

"The humble post is Zhao Liang, the magistrate of this place. What orders does the Marquis have?"

The deputy general cleared his throat, and said as gently as possible: "Before sunset, prepare half a catty of rooster blood, three catties of dried ginger, seven pieces of black dog teeth, and ten catties of mugwort leaves... oh, and there is also a good one on the table." Food and drink!"

"Rooster's blood, dried ginger, black dog's teeth, mugwort leaves?" The county magistrate's eyes were full of puzzlement, "What does Hou Ye want these for?"

"Tsk, Lord Hou wants to use it, you just prepare it! How can there be so much nonsense!" The deputy general's voice was raised again, shaking his eardrums, and he said viciously, "Could it be that you, the county magistrate, don't want to do it? !"

Hearing the second half of the sentence, the county magistrate's face changed drastically, and he said immediately:

"Yes, I will order people to prepare for it!"

"and many more!"

A deep voice came, and the county magistrate looked back, only to see the young general on the white horse said in a deep voice, "During the march, you are not allowed to drink alcohol. In addition to those items, prepare a table of good food."

"Yes!"

The county magistrate hurried into the city with his men and began to search for the materials needed for Huo Qubing and others.

Huo Qubing rode the white horse and walked slowly towards the city, followed by the lieutenant general and the Confucian uniform scholar, only the woman in shackles remained in place.

Huo Qubing frowned, and said in a cold voice:

"What? Do you want me to kill you now?"

An icy killing intent was released from Huo Qubing's eyes, the temperature at the gate of the city dropped suddenly, a ferocious thunder flashed across the clear sky, and the next moment, a thunder roared!

Stab it--!

The sky was dim, and when the people around saw this, panic appeared on their faces!

Sensing Huo Qubing's killing intent, the woman still wearing shackles slowly followed the three of them into the city.

Seeing this, Lin Qiye wanted to go forward and call Huo Qubing to stop, but after hesitating for a moment, he stopped.

In this era, Huo Qubing didn't know him at all. Even if he rushed up and said a lot of future things like a prophet, he couldn't prove his identity at all. What he knew was too far away, and no one could verify it. Based on his understanding of Huo Qubing, it is difficult to gain the other party's trust in a short period of time.

The most important thing is that Wuquan's situation can't be dragged on for too long.

Lin Qiye glanced at the pale-faced Wuquan behind him, and disappeared instantly. He walked around the main gate of the city wall and came to the edge of a high wall that was unguarded. high walls, and entered the city.

His current attire does not look like a person from the Han Dynasty at all. If he enters through the main entrance, he will inevitably encounter trouble, but it is not difficult for Lin Qiye to climb over this city wall.

As Lin Qiye's figure disappeared into the city, Huo Qubing, who was riding his horse on the main road, seemed to have noticed something, and turned his head slightly to look in the direction he left.

There was a look of doubt in his eyes.

"Master Hou, what's the matter?" the lieutenant general asked.

"...It's nothing." Huo Qubing shook his head, "Let's find a place to rest first."

"The brothel is in that direction." The scholar in Confucian uniform said with a serious face, pointing to a tall building in the distance.

"What kind of building is Qing, you can forget about being flirtatious on your own, and you still take Master Hou with you?" The deputy general gave him a hard look, "If you dare to spoil Master Hou, I will chop you up!"

"Hey, what you said, Master Hou and I went to the brothel, how could it be regarded as spoiling him? Besides, Master Hou is not young at this age..."

"Enough." Huo Qubing said lightly, interrupting the scholar's words, "The county magistrate has already found a restaurant, I'll just go there."

"...all according to Lord Hou's orders."

……

Inside the city, Lin Qiye stopped in front of a medical clinic.

He quickly walked into it, put Wuquan on the table, turned around and said to the apprentices and doctors in the medical hall:

"Rescue."

An old man looked at Wu Quan covered in blood, was slightly taken aback, stepped forward to touch his body, and checked his pulse for a while, with a serious expression on his face.

"Can it be rescued?" Lin Qiye asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, yes, but this silver tael..."

"Silver taels?" Lin Qiye touched his empty pocket, and after a moment of silence, he went straight to the door of the medical hall and locked the door.

He looked back at the people in the medical hall, punched the ground with dense cracks, assumed a bully-like posture, and said viciously:

"There is no silver, but if you can't save him, you can bury him together!"

……

……

Tomorrow will resume three shifts~