Mortal Immortal Gourd

When the county magistrate, who was so domineering at that time, was taken away by the soldiers of the National Defense Army, his legs were like sieves and he even wet his pants.

Ergou had read about the deeds of the National Defense Army many times in books before, and this time he finally saw the real person, and it was indeed well-deserved.

The burly man called Chen Pang by Ji Cang left two teams behind to protect Ji Cang's safety before leaving.

However, the two teams did not dare to disturb Ji Cang, so they could only stay far away and find a place to camp.

In this battle with the rebels, many people died in Shekou Mountain.

There were a total of more than 300 people in the team, and they did not lose many people when they swept the entire Anchang County before.

In this battle, several people died and more than 10 were injured, and the rest were more or less injured.

There were only 8 geese left out of 42.

The matter here was temporarily settled, and Ergou immediately took the geese to Shekou Mountain.

The remaining geese were also injured, so it was time for them to rest.

When they reached the top of the mountain, he was surprised that Yushan did not run away this time.

At this moment, Yushan was sitting on a stone, twisting a rope with straw.

"Man, you are finally back safely. I was watching you from the mountain and was worried about you."

"Man, look, I twisted a long rope with straw to hang clothes."

Yushan picked up the straw rope in his hand and showed it to Ergou.

"Well, not bad, but this rope is a little thicker and longer for hanging clothes."

Ergou nodded in approval.

"There are enough ropes for drying clothes on the mountain. No need to rub them anymore."

"Oh, OK!"

Yushan untied the rope, immediately picked up the hoe, and went to work in the field again.

Ergou looked at the various spiritual medicines on the top of the mountain. The most precious one was the fire spirit grass.

This spiritual medicine is one of the medicines for refining foundation-building pills.

As long as you collect the wood, fire, earth, gold, and water spiritual medicines, you can refine foundation-building pills by yourself.

Nowadays, foundation-building cultivators often fly back and forth in the sky. The fire spirit grass is really too conspicuous.

Before, because Ji Cang lived at the foot of the mountain, the Zhenguo Army came all the way here on foot, and no one dared to fly over Shekou Mountain.

When Ji Cang leaves in the future, he will not be so lucky.

When others fly over his mountain top and see such a precious spiritual medicine, it is hard not to have bad intentions.

Ergou was carrying a heavy sword at this time. He looked up the mountain for a long time and finally found a relatively suitable stone slab.

This stone slab was about ten feet wide and two or three feet thick.

He used the big sword to dig a lot of soil from the ground and piled it on the stone slab, which was more than one foot thick.

Then he dug out the fire spirit grass, transplanted it on the stone slab, and poured some water on it.

Compared with the requirements of the fire spirit grass for the environment, this stone slab is still too small.

There is no other way for the time being, so let's use it like this.

The divine consciousness covered this stone slab, and then with a thought, the stone slab disappeared and entered the gourd, becoming a small light spot.

After putting the fire spirit grass into the gourd, he also dug out the relatively mature spiritual medicines.

According to the law, these spiritual medicines were also put into the gourd.

There are still a lot of spiritual medicines left on the mountain, but they are not so precious, and most of them are not ripe.

If one day he really can't defend Shekou Mountain and is forcibly occupied by others, he won't be so painful.

He hid the spiritual medicines on the mountain, arranged for the goose to rest on the mountain, picked some Chaotian Gong peppers, and went down the mountain again.

After the battle, Qiuyue and Sun Wangcai led people to collect corpses and settle the wounded.

There were too many wounded, lying in several rooms, wailing continuously.

A broken arm and a missing leg are already a tragedy for any individual.

Several half-baked doctors were busy treating the wounded, sweating profusely, but often did not know how to do it, and aggravated the injuries.

Although Ergou had read some medical books, he was also half-baked in practice, not much better.

"Let me do it."

At this time, a quiet voice sounded behind him. Looking back, it was Sima Yi with white hair.

There was still blood on his head, and his clothes were not changed. There was still blood on his black eyeball. He should have just woken up.

"Are you okay?"

"No problem!"

Sima Yi shook his head, and then began to check the injured, and treated the injuries skillfully.

The doctors who were half-baked came to help him naturally.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong here, Ergou walked out.

They also killed a foundation-building cultivator this time.

Three of them were killed by Ji Cang, one by Ergou, and one by Sima Yi.

After searching the bodies, except for a flying sword for each person and some blood and soul pills, there didn't seem to be much valuable stuff.

Ergou picked up the flying swords, and kept Sima Yi's for him first.

First, he took three flying swords to find Ji Cang.

"Brother Ji..."

As soon as he said this, he immediately realized that something was wrong. This was the precious Prince Qi.

Any hair from his body was more valuable than the lives of farmers like them.

"Qi... Prince Qi!"

Er Gou immediately changed his words, and was still hesitating whether to kneel down and kowtow.

Alas! After all, I am not as good as a big goose, the difference is too big!

"Why are you pretending, little kid? How did you call me before, how do you call me now?"

Ji Cang's face, which had been tense, smiled slightly at Er Gou.

"I dare not!"

"I was ignorant and blind before, and I offended His Majesty the King of Qi."

"Even if you give me 100 heads, I won't dare to do it again!"

Ji Cang's face darkened.

"Are you afraid, or are you unwilling?"

"I am of low status, and I dare not call the King of Qi a brother."

When Er Gou learned that Ji Cang was the emperor, he was always worried and nervous.

If he had blackmailed him a little harder before, he would always treat him as a fat sheep and try his best to get the money. Now he feels very weak.

He remembered that he sent a jar of wine last time and asked Ji Cang to write an IOU, which was really excessive.

How proud he was that day, how weak he is now.

"Hehe... Since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, you are the second person who dares to ask the royal family to write you an IOU."

"Where is your courage?"

Ji Cang looked at Ergou with a bit of joking, as if smiling.

"Ji... King Qi."

Ergou has been calling Brother Ji for so long that he is used to it. It is always unnatural to change his words now.

But he is more curious about who the first debtor is and whether he is dead?

"Then who is the first one?"

"The first one, he is dead, and died miserably."

Ji Cang still looked at Ergou with a smile.

When Ergou heard this, he shuddered again and quickly took out a bunch of IOUs to return to Ji Cang.

"I was joking with you before. These IOUs are not counted. I will return them to you now."

Ergou regretted it very much now. If he had known it was such a great god.

Since then, he has been fed with good food and drink every day, kowtowed a few times in the morning and evening, and burned a few incense sticks.

It's so nice to serve people comfortably.

"Your Majesty, your words are true, how can you not keep them?"

"It's rare that someone dares to ask the royal family to issue an IOU, keep them all, you won't lose a single pill."