Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself

Sitting in the treetops.

Wu Gong covered his waist, Su Quan was like the reincarnation of a vacuum cleaner, which made Wu Gong really unable to resist and a little bit too much.

But fortunately, Wu Gong is not just for a living.

He looked at Su Quan, who was sitting next to him, his legs still trembling.

Wu Gong's lips revealed a smile that showed success in conspiracy.

I still want to fight with myself.

Doesn't she know that she can grow or shrink at will?

Suddenly, Wu Gong felt no pain in his waist or soreness in his back. He was full of strength and could eat a hundred bowls of rice in one breath.

Wu Gong ended the bragging session in his mind.

Looked far away.

"Dong dong dong~"

There were dense footsteps in the distance.

As the footsteps continued to approach, dust also appeared in the sky.

More than a dozen black carriages appeared on the official road.

These carriages move very fast, one is closely pressed against the other, and they look like a running train. In addition to the driver, there are two people on each carriage, one standing on each carriage. Beside the driver, another man stood on the roof of the car.

Their lightness skills were extremely good. Even though the carriage under their feet was bumping and swaying, they still stood motionless on the carriage as if they were walking on flat ground, as if they could not feel the vibrations coming from their feet at all.

Of course, there may be people in the carriage, because these carriages are very heavy, and the dirt they walk on will leave two deep ruts, making it feel like the interior of the carriage is full of people or goods. generally.

But if you look carefully into the car through the constantly shaking window curtains, you will clearly find that there is actually nothing inside the carriage, and there are only three people on all the carriages.

Wu Gong stared intently at these carriages.

A smile appeared on his lips.

How could an ordinary carriage carry three people so heavy?

There is only one possible reason for being so heavy, and that is that the carriage itself is extremely heavy.

This is completely in line with Wu Gong's speculation.

He shouted towards the tree, "Stop pretending to be dead and move quickly!"

Accompanied by this roar.

Four or five Rakshasa people with red hair and high noses appeared below. They held firecrackers in their hands and looked nervous. Behind them, dozens of people who were covered in black night clothes couldn't see clearly. Men and women, holding sharp blades in their hands, followed closely behind these Rakshasa people.

In such broad daylight, wearing such night clothes is no different from hiding one's ears and stealing the bell.

But it is such night clothes that allow these people to completely hide their identities.

"There are robbers!"

The Rakshasa's red hair is so eye-catching that even if you want to pretend, you can't even see it.

And the moment they shouted, several bullets covered with white gas were fired at the carriage at the front. One of the bullets directly penetrated the big horse's forehead, accompanied by a pop of blood and flesh tearing sound. There was a sound, and the yellowish brown brains were flying everywhere, and the big horse was stunned.

Then, it fell to the side, causing the carriage to lose its balance and quickly fall to the side.

"Boom!"

The ground shook violently.

White smoke visible to the naked eye was flying everywhere.

The heavy carriage crashed into the trees.

Amidst the violent vibrations, the entire carriage fell apart, and the golden color shone in the sunlight, making people feel relaxed and happy.

"Ms. sir!"

Su Quan handed over a big bow.

Without thinking, Wu Gong directly grabbed the bow in his hand.

Then he drew his bow like a full moon.

Aiming at a Manchu Tatar in the front, with a "pop" sound like thunder, the air in front of him made a harsh vibration, and then ripples that could be seen with the naked eye appeared, and with his spirit The arrow made of iron broke in the air, turned into two sections, and then quickly collided together, turning into fragments all over the sky, completely covering the carriages running among them.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

Under the sweep of debris.

A large number of Manchu and Qing Tatars failed to dodge in time, and together with the big horses driving the carriages, they turned into a hornet's nest and minced meat. The carriages that were originally painted with black paint also left golden flower marks. , some gold shavings were blown into the sky, like a goddess scattering flowers.

Wu Gong stuck out his tongue and looked at the big bow covered with cracks in his hand. Green light flashed. The big bow that was on the verge of collapse suddenly began to tremble violently as if it was alive. Black eyes appeared from A large bow grew out of it.

Then came teeth and various twisted organs.

It looks very weird.

The light in his hand flashed through the big bow again and returned to its original appearance.

However, unlike just now, when it was on the verge of collapse due to excessive force, the entire bow became tougher, and even had a shiny sheen on its appearance.

Wu Gong pulled out another arrow.

However, when he aimed towards the past again, he found that the battle in the distance was over.

The White Lotus cultists wearing black night clothes quickly dragged the corpses aside and began to set fire to them. At the same time, they began to stuff brown pills into the mouths of several surviving Manchu Tatar prisoners.

This is called Wu Sheng Dan.

This is no ordinary pill, this is a pill that can make people confused.

With the pouring of the elixir.

The faces of these frightened Manchu Tatars immediately became confused. Their bodies kneeling on the ground were swaying, as if they had no idea who they were or where they were.

Wu Gong jumped from the tree and came to the front.

"Sir!" The leader of the White Lotus Sect was a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties. As soon as she saw Wu Gong approaching, she immediately knelt on the ground with a respectful attitude, as if she was paying homage to a god.

Wu Gong casually waved his hand and grabbed a red-haired ghost not far away. He asked the red-haired ghost to bend down and put his head in front of the Manchu Tatars and said, "This medicine of yours is really good." Is it useful?"

The woman said slowly in a soft voice: "Sir, please rest assured. The effect of the Wusheng Pill is very similar to the soul-moving method in the Nine Yin Manual. It can allow the user to remember the specified content in a short period of time. s things.

However, after taking the Wu Sheng Dan, the internal organs of the body will be damaged, which will greatly reduce the lifespan. You will develop dementia within two or three years, and then you will die from lack of Qi and blood. "

Wu Gong was stunned that there were such serious side effects.

It is indeed a pill produced by a cult like the White Lotus Sect.

However, it is enough. Anyway, these are Manchu Tatars, so they will die if they die.

About a quarter of an hour later, the swaying Manchu and Qing Tatars suddenly rolled their eyes and fell to the ground unconscious.

Wu Gong casually threw the Rakshasa aside.

Then he began to help the people of the White Lotus Sect organize the carriages.

Capraston watched his subordinates being thrown around like dogs, and suddenly felt extremely bitter deep in his heart. He still doesn't understand why they were used as guns!

This person robbed the gold, and then assigned the crime to the Rakshasa people. However, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the Rakshasa is currently at war with the Manchu Qing Dynasty. If this batch of gold is used by the Manchu Qing Dynasty for military expenses, then the frontline The war may soon be over, and the only outcome that awaits the Rakshasa is defeat.

The followers of the White Lotus Sect are extremely fast.

The damaged and scrapped carriages were quickly dismantled and loaded onto those that were not scrapped. Then more horses were pulled out from the woods and they tried to push the heavy carriages deeper into the official road. go.

"Plop!"

The voice behind him made Wu Gong turn his head.

He found that the middle-aged woman was kneeling behind him again.

Wu Gong grinned, but did not stop him. Instead, he said in a voice without any emotion, "How long will it take for this batch of gold to be delivered to Queen Wu?"

"We will definitely be able to arrive within half a month. Sir, please rest assured. Even if everyone in the White Lotus Sect dies, they will definitely deliver this batch of gold to the imperial court."

"Okay, according to the agreement made with the Five Lotus Buddha Mother at that time. You can take 10% as reward."

"grown ups!"

"Huh? Why don't you give me face?"

Wu Gong glanced at the middle-aged woman's face.

The middle-aged woman no longer refused, but nodded and agreed.

Wu Gong looked up to the top of his head.

Several large birds painted with paper cranes are spinning continuously in the sky.

It seemed that they had discovered another Manchu convoy.

There was no hesitation.

Wu Gong pointed in the direction of the paper crane, "Let's go! Go faster, don't let this gold slip away in vain!"

——

Borzigit Bumubutai is the current Empress Dowager of the Qing Dynasty.

She stood in the greenhouse, holding a kettle in her hand, and kept watering the flowers.

In order to be able to confuse Obai these years, she forced herself to get into the bad habit of growing flowers. As a woman on the grassland, Borzigit Bumubutai has never been interested in growing flowers and grass. But in order to paralyze Ao Bai, she now completely regarded these flowers and plants as her own children. During this period of time when she was not in the palace, what she missed most were the flowers and plants. As for her grandson, the little emperor, she was not too worried.

This grandson is not as weak as he seems on the surface.

Although he is only ten years old now, he is smoother than some old fritters who have been in the court for many years, so there is no need to worry at all.

Besides, now Obai least wants anything to happen to the little emperor.

Because, as long as the little emperor is alive, Obai is a legitimate and important minister of the country. Obai is not yet sure to fight against the entire court, so he will never let the little emperor die without accumulating enough strength.

But Obai's rebellious heart has become known to everyone. Just like this time, he actually took advantage of his absence to secretly use all the gold buried by his ancestors, hoping to use it as war expenses!

In this way, he can win the war against the Rakshasa people and gain supreme prestige.

Thinking of this, Borzigit Bumbutai slammed the golden pot in his hand to the ground. Under the huge impact, the golden pot was deformed.

But what else can I do now besides being angry?

The Zongren Mansion controlled by Obai has completely locked her up in the harem.

"Um?"

Borzigit Bumbutai turned around and looked back, only to find that the mother of his great grandson had sneaked in behind him unknowingly.

Years of sixth sense told her that this woman was definitely not her daughter-in-law.

Silently holding the golden hairpin in his hand, he looked at the strange but familiar queen in front of him.

"Queen, what's the matter?"