The ghost cried and left, and did not return for a long time.

The caravan waited until it was dark, and then panicked.

"You're not going to die, are you?"

"Nonsense, that is Chang Geng Xingjun, how can he die. ”

"It's also possible that they ran away. ”

"Impossible......"

"I'm just waiting?"

"Why don't you leave tomorrow morning!"

......

In the midst of the noise, everyone was worried and hesitant.

Some wanted to leave, some wanted to stay where they were, and some wanted to move on, but there was no leader, no one could convince anyone, and they were stuck there.

At night, everyone was tired, and with the crackling and burning bonfire, some began to rest, some chatted casually, looked around, and shivered to keep watch for the night.

The cold wind in the sky whined, and the branches of the trees on the side swayed, making a rustling sound.

Gradually, some people began to feel that something was wrong.

"Listen, what is this sound? ”

"What's the ...... Wait, who's there?"

A loud roar woke people up, and everyone picked up their weapons one after another, looking at the dark woods with a rough and uneasy look.

"Rustle, rustle......"

It's still the rustle, but it's too dense.

Someone picked up a torch and threw it over. A dark shadow flickered, and soon the torches were extinguished.

"There's something!"

"It's centipedes, a lot of centipedes. ”

The crowd became more and more alarmed, and the coolies cried out, "I said, 'You should leave, you should leave, but you will not listen.'" ”

Immediately after, he was slapped in the face.

"Shut up. One of the guards shouted angrily: "If you dare to shake the army's heart, Lao Tzu will cut him." ”

However, what he saw were angry eyes. The usually cautious coolies took off their sheepskins and revealed their murderous side.

Pulling the flat pole, he pulled out a short sword for self-defense or a wood knife to open the way, and his teeth rubbed and gurgled.

The guard's heart tightened, and then relaxed. Several of his companions came to his side and pressed the hilt of their swords.

Just as the two sides were facing each other, a loud shout came.

It was the leader of the guards, and he shouted: "What are you doing, when have you been, are you still fighting among yourself, do you want to die?"

The leader of the guards was tall, with a bearded face, and under his broad cloak was sturdy chain mail. He carried a long sword and a spear, and he was full of intimidation.

"Chang Geng Xingjun said that you are constantly striving for self-improvement. The voice of the head of the guard became low: "Things have happened, don't complain to Lao Tzu, if you don't fight, how do you know that you can't live." ”

He persuaded the people, but they didn't know if it was his force, his words, or the threat in the dark.

The leader of the guards found Wang Dashan and asked, "Have you found anything?"

Wang Dashan's face turned pale: "It's the Poisonous Dragon Valley, only the Poisonous Dragon Valley can have so many centipedes of this size." ”

The leader of the guards took a breath of cool air: "I'm a grandma, how can Poison Dragon Valley take a fancy to us?"

Wang Dashan cried and said, "How do I know. ”

"No matter, be on alert, if they attack, it's a fight to the death. ”

How to fight people and centipedes, the first thing that the leader of the guard thinks of is fire, and he orders all the firewood to be gathered and ready for a battle at any time.

Restlessly waiting, the centipedes in the forest never attacked. Gradually, the rustling sound faded.

"They're gone?"

"I don't know. ”

"Why don't we go and have a look?"

"You're going?"

There was silence, and no one dared to go.

The leader of the guard took his bow and arrows, removed the arrow, wrapped a layer of cloth around the place of the arrow, and then took the gourd at his waist, and the liquor in it was carefully poured on the cloth.

Then, lit in the bonfire, the arrow was shot.

The wind was a little strong, and the rockets fell crookedly in the forest, and in the faint light of the fire, something black seemed to be piled up there.

The flames were not extinguished, but there were signs of getting bigger and bigger, and it seemed that the things that were piled up there were ignited.

The leader of the guards jumped up suddenly: "Come with me, go put out the fire, that's food." ”

"It's food. Everyone was a little confused, but it didn't stop them from instinctively following the butt of the leader of the guards.

The leader of the guards, who was also a reckless man, pounced on him and extinguished the flames with his chest.

The roughness was uncomfortable to the touch, but it made him laugh. Not itchy, but happy.

"It's millet, it's millet. ”

The people who rushed up were stunned, it was really food, and suddenly, everyone was ecstatic.

"Put it away, put it away, hahahahaha......"

The coolies also went crazy, poured out the medicinal herbs in the basket, and then rushed over, picked up the grain and filled it in.

"Centipede, such a big centipede. A piercing scream came, and a coolie crawled backwards, and the guards hurriedly took up their weapons and were about to kill the centipede, but were stopped by the leader of the guards.

"Wait!"

He took the torch and cautiously approached the standing black shadow.

A centipede, four or five feet long, is definitely a sperm. And its pair of large pincers held a piece of bamboo, which seemed to have some words on it.

The leader of the guard cautiously approached, his heart trembling, but he still stretched out his hand.

The centipede lowered its head, placed the piece of bamboo in his hand, and disappeared into the dark woods.

"It's a letter. The leader of the guards said loudly.

The people fell silent and stared at the leader of the guards.

The leader of the guards coughed, and everyone pricked up their ears, but as a result, the voice of the leader of the guards was not heard for a long time.

If it weren't for the whining of the wind, they would have thought they were deaf.

"Who can read?" asked the leader of the guards, embarrassed, greeted by a pair of angry eyes.

"I will. "A small leader volunteered.

"You read it. The chief of the guard gave him the bamboo chips, and lit them with torches himself.

The little leader looked at the words engraved on the bamboo slices, and his expression gradually became puzzled: "Mi people...... You're ...... No, it's supposed to be the rice people...... Is this eight or a knife, is it possible to be an eight-knife......"

"Get down. An old man with a white beard rushed up, gave this little leader a slap in the face, snatched the bamboo chips, glanced at it and scolded: "This word reads grain, grain of grain, and the flag hanging on the grain shop is written in this word, idiot." ”

The little leader lowered his head, his face flushed, and he was very ashamed, and returned to the crowd in a gray manner.

The old man coughed and said solemnly: "You have divided the food, what are the ghosts crying about?" ”

"What does that mean?" the leader of the guards looked confused.

The old man coughed dryly: "Ahem, I don't know the last word, it's a bit like Tian, but it's a lot more." ”

Even so, the leader of the guards was also adoring: "It's so powerful, I don't know a word." ”

The old guard arched his hand, looking ashamed, but in fact he was very proud, and returned to the crowd with his head held high. He's not like their bunch of mud-legged people, he's literate.

"It is worthy of Chang Geng Xingjun. The leader of the guards sighed: "It seems that these centipedes are under the command of Chang Geng Xingjun. ”

"According to Chang Geng Xingjun's words...... Wang Dashan's eyes were full of fire: "These grains are our everyone's." ”

"It's ours, not yours. The leader of the guards blocked Wang Dashan's sight without a trace.

"Why?" Wang Dashan asked angrily.

The leader of the guards said unceremoniously: "We are the believers of Chang Gung Xingjun, you are not. ”

The guards responded one after another: "Yes, yes, this is what Chang Gung Xingjun gave to his disciples, what does it matter to you." ”

"No, who said it's none of our business. Wang Dashan was anxious, and hurriedly said: "We are also believers in Chang Gung Xingjun, and we will set up a tablet when we go back." ”

The coolies responded one after another: "Yes, when I go back, I will set up a tablet for Chang Gengxing Jun." ”

After all, it was the gods who really sent them food, so how could they not believe it.

And the cunning coolie cried out, "If you don't give us food, we will tell the star king after we set up the tablet, and let him punish you." ”

The leader of the guard really didn't want to share it with these coolies, after all, now the food can save lives, and those who can't eat and play can still be sold, you know, this year's food is worth a lot.

But the threat of coolies made him have to divide again, after all, he was a loyal believer of Chang Geng Xingjun.

Finally, he sighed and gritted his teeth: "Okay, points!"