The shadow guard laughs at me with a broken sleeve

Minute.

Thinking about it carefully, Xue Lang has been doing well since he came to Dachu. He also pays attention to his diet and has never touched the food in the palace. The old doctor said that the poison was placed half a month ago. Who ever approached him?

After thinking about it, there were only King Chu and the people around him. At that time, King Chu had already become his prisoner. In order to establish his prestige, he really took him away a lot of time.

If it is said that he was careless, it is not impossible.

Just do what you say, and the two looked at each other. That night, he and Yan Li, who had recovered [-]% to [-]% of his skills, slipped into the camp of the Chu army like ghosts. At that time, the Chu army was fighting outside in full swing. Well, here they come.

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Hypnotize myself when I feel numb, only when Langzi is poisoned will he have a bad personality

48. Small town horror

When I was working with Shen Yukuo, that idiot threw everything out, how many tents there were in his barracks, how many yards were between each tent, who was next to whom, and whose tent had a tree in front of it. The forced confessions were all explained clearly, causing Xue Lang to sigh frequently, if only the enemies were as stupid as this.

The King of Chu was originally placed in the center of the military camp to heal his wounds and soothe his nerves. Later, no one remembered him. Bai Xuan simply did not stop doing anything, and moved him to a more remote place. He only arranged for a small soldier to take care of three meals a day. If he was a little lazy, skipped brunch, or ate the food given to him privately, no one would bother him. The king of Chu himself was restricted in his actions, which was equivalent to being speechless.

Under a willow tree near the stables, a gray-black camp tent, which was almost the same size as the stables, stood in the cool breeze. When you approached it, you could smell a musty smell, mixed with horse manure and horse sweat blowing from the side. The stinky smell makes it difficult to move an inch. The former and current emperors of Dachu are paralyzed here day and night.

The sky was too dark, and Xue Lang had disguised himself very well by relying on his sensitive ears and nose, so when he arrived at this place, he suffered a great loss, inhaling the disgusting smell from his nose and mouth, and immediately felt nauseous and wanted to retch.

When he supported the willow tree to calm his nerves, Yan Li's eyes flickered, and he had already thought about it. He was afraid that he would attract the guards by making a noise, so he gestured to Xue Lang, planning to go to the front alone to have a look.

Originally, Yan Li's martial arts were unique in the world, so he didn't need to worry too much, but for some reason, he seemed to have a lot of needless anxiety recently, as long as this person was out of his sight, he was always afraid that he would suffer a dark loss, and if he fell into a trap ahead of him. Woolen cloth?

So he disagreed, and held his nose to greet him, expressing that he would act together.

Yan Li knew that he couldn't stop him, so he didn't try to dissuade him. He nodded his head, and sneaked into the dark tent first.

It is a cold and hard plank bed, with only a layer of dirty and tattered quilt on it. It looks messy, and it should be used as a mattress and quilt. In addition to it, there are two slender bamboo poles. The candles burning to the bottom of the lamps danced with an extremely dim yellow light like beans, and the waning moonlight outside was brighter than these two dying white candles.

The soil under the feet is covered with green grass, and the path in the middle has not had time to step on it. It is obvious that there are few people coming and going. However, at this time, the old man who should be sleeping on the bed is flying with wings, and the room is full of silence.

Did they come to the wrong place?

The two couldn't help but have such doubts in their hearts, they looked at each other overnight, and immediately searched in the tent tacitly.

In fact, this place can be seen at a glance, even if you want to hide it, the blood on the bed is dark brown. It seems that within three days, there is a small emerald on the bottom of the bed, which proves that the king of Chu has indeed come here.

In the second half of the night, they swaggered back and forth among the Chu army piles, but found nothing.

On the afternoon of the day before yesterday, at sunset, the sky was hazy and gray clouds were pressing down on the city. A small Chu soldier limped away from the royal city. He didn’t go far. The heavy rain poured down. He walked for a while in the rain, and the sky was faint Tomorrow, the rain stopped, so he walked on with dead branches.

And this little soldier is the resentful and angry King of Chu. He wants to leave his hometown to find the barbarians outside the Great Wall, destroy the country where he was born and raised, and also persecute him.

Although he walked in a concealed manner, he was still seen by several pairs of eyes. Xue Lang managed to get lucky and got some clues from the owners of those eyes.

Throwing away the bloody twig in his hand, he said to Yan Li, "Nine out of ten is the King of Chu."

A few people sat by the root of the tree, all tied up with hemp rope, and walked around the tree, with more or less cuts on their bodies, only one was still panting, full of fear.

Yan Li raised a willow leaf in his hand, and the last one also died.

"We chase."

It should not be too late, when the sky was bright, the two left the old and young in Wangcheng and "eloped", and it was too late to inform Rong Yi, so they ordered Chen Tong to find an opportunity to contact him, and to destroy Da Chu together.

Chen Tong accepted this important task at the critical moment, and his head froze for a while. Before he could ask a word, the backs of the two of them would disappear.

He wanted to cry but had no tears: "No, what is the lord doing on a whim again? It's not so casual when you're fighting a war."

Like Wang Lin who walks the dog, the imperial physicians are also full of doubts. He has more contacts than Chen Tong, and obviously thinks more. Before he expresses his thoughts, he has already uttered a lot of nonsense.

"It must be that the prince wants to train me, old general Rong Yi, that is the veteran of the three dynasties, but is it really appropriate to entrust me with the heavy responsibility of destroying Chu so casually? I am a little scared, does the prince want to borrow a knife to kill again, Wu Wu, I will never create rumors about you again..."

He couldn't bear it anymore, and a palm of iron sand hit his face: "Shut up, if you talk too much, I'll give you a knife."

Chen Tong felt that his friend's mood was obviously not as high as it was a few days ago, especially after Xue Lang and his Lord Shadow Guard "conflicted", and he was always in a hurry, and he would flirt when he saw it. The face, desire and dissatisfaction is almost written.

During the days when Xue Lang and Yan Li fell asleep one after another, and couldn't appear in pairs, his subordinates first made up a bitter drama in their brains, and then became bolder and wrote a storybook in their boredom. The author is the chattering Mr. Chen, trying his best to think about the real reason why his friend is "dissatisfied with desire", and plans to compile it into the first book of his life.

Wang Lin told him not to speak, he was only quiet for less than a quarter of an hour, and then began to babble again: "Brother, I have an inspiration again, 'articles are made naturally, and you can get them by chance', if you and I work together... …”

He was about to strike with a knife, but Chen Tong was startled, and shouted: "Don't be fooled, are you serious?" While holding the things that Xue Lang gave him, he ran quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xue Lang and his two had no way of knowing what was going on in the city. They traveled thousands of miles along the road that the King of Chu had walked, and finally found the King of Chu who was poorly disguised in the border city of Da Chu.

This is a small frontier town. At first sight, it is terribly calm, and there are colorless ordinary people coming and going. As soon as they have faces, they will put down their work and stare at them without saying a word, and they will even be out of curiosity. Heart, step by step follow the trend.

According to Xue Lang's words, this ghostly place is scary, and those wandering people don't look like people, but they are better than real ghosts and ghosts to calm people's hearts that are ready to move.

The King of Chu was in a hurry to run for his life, and it was getting dark, so he had to stay in a flat and short inn in the town. He was startled by the sight of the inn, and when he regained his composure, he cursed, cursed, and got goose bumps all over his body. After entering their guest rooms, they all put their heads up, closed the door with a bang, and closed the windows tightly. Outside, the villagers stretched their necks and looked at the room.

Xue Lang and the others happened to witness this scene. At that time, the two of them hid behind the alleyway. Although Xue Lang couldn't see clearly, King Chu's voice was loud enough for him to hear clearly.

He smiled gloatingly: "This stupid pig looks short-lived wherever he goes."

Yan Li glanced at him: "I can't find an antidote..." It is self-evident who is short-lived.

Xue Lang laughed, and teased him, "Yo, you'll turn a corner and scold me, that's amazing."

"Didn't scold you. Don't you think this place is weird?"

"It's kind of weird, so where do we live today?"

"...Why didn't you sleep to death?" Yan Li was so angry that he felt unlucky after speaking, so he slapped himself on the mouth twice, "If you don't count, don't count."

"Hey, why do I like to hear you scold me?"

At the end of the alleyway, a puppet-like child poked his head out, his eyes were puzzled, he heard someone talking, why is there no one?

Yan Li grabbed Xue Lang's arm and squatted on the roof with his brows tightly furrowed. The strange feeling this place gave him became more and more intense, but Xue Lang seemed indifferent, raised his hand to rub his eyebrows, and smiled slightly. Said angrily: "It's so beautiful."

In the stillness of the people, the guest room where the king of Chu was staying was pushed open a little, and a dark eye slowly rolled its eyes, taking a panoramic view of the situation in the room.

The door was slowly pushed open, the torch by the door sucked in the cold wind, the flame flickered into the wax oil, ignited with a bang, and suddenly disappeared.

The person on the bed uttered a small dream, smacked his lips, turned over and continued to sleep.

The sky that had been gloomy for half a day finally fell torrential rain, giving birth to dazzling thunder and lightning, crackling and swaying in the sky, in front of the eyes, and ringing in the ears and chest of the night walker.

The rain continued unabated, and the sound of beating on the window panels was loud, as if tens of thousands of people were struggling to knock, as if the surging waves of the long river had all hit this fragile wooden board, and they would wash it away in the next moment. Destroyed, poured flood water into this small room.

The King of Chu woke up suddenly, sat up and shouted: "Come here, come here to escort you!"

The only response to him was the sound of more and more urgent rain, comparable to the roar of a beast.

he slowed down