virtuous king

Tara is not a Han Chinese, no wonder he mentioned killing the emperor's relatives back then with the same ease as asking what's for dinner.

In the time of self-condemnation, China Dahan waved his hand, and several strong men formed a human wall around me. Their movements were uniform and well-trained.Chi Na Da Khan's beard, which was laughing outside the human wall, trembled: "Shut up in the dungeon and send more people to guard it."

I didn't expect China Khan to take me very seriously, so he wanted to send more people... Wait, I'm locked in a dungeon? !I took a few seconds to understand the meaning of Chi Na's profusely speaking. I raised my eyebrows and said angrily: "Shouldn't you treat prisoners of war at the level of this king with courtesy first and then soldiers? What about your courtesy? Why do you have to be rough when you first arrive?" !?"

Chi Na profusely stared at me with puffed cheeks, scratched his head and said, "First, we don't need you to surrender, and second, we don't want to dig information from you. To be clear, we just want to use you as a hostage to force those Han people in the city to open the door, don't we?" Still have to bother to support you?"

I was choked up in my throat by China Dahan's well-organized words, and I almost met Hades.What's worse, I found that what he said made a lot of sense—being a hostage is the only value I have left now, but unfortunately... I sighed and said to him patiently: "To tell you the truth , your wishful thinking is doomed to fail."

Chi Na profusely raised an eyebrow: "How do you say?"

I said sadly: "It's a long story, the boy who leads the army in the city has enmity with me, and probably won't care about my life."

A thoughtful look appeared on Chi Na Da Khan's face, and he said for a while, "What enmity?"

I said, "His house was stolen by this king. His parents, two budgerigars and a tabby cat in his house were all killed by the order of this king. That's all."

Chi Na sweated profusely, his face trembling, and he looked down at me with indescribable eyes: "Then you are useless?"

I nodded very sincerely, raised my face and smiled like a flower: "That's not true, the whole Dachu knows that this king can only snatch men, and he can't carry his shoulders and hands, profusely, it will only be a waste if you keep this king." Grain, quickly let go of this king!"

A gust of strange wind blew into the tent, and Chi Na touched his chin in sweat, and said with complete disgust: "That's right, you will only waste food if you keep it, so drag it out and chop it up with knives."

chopped?How can it be cut?Hearing this, I instinctively felt a chill on the back of my neck, not because I was afraid of death--as I said earlier, I have a back door in the underworld, as long as my life is not over, no matter how dead I am, I can cheat the corpse, but this trick There should be a limit to corpses, right?Give me some medicine, or give me a piece of white silk, or stab me to death with a knife, the above methods of death will at least have a whole body, I can do whatever I want, and I will only say that I didn’t die, but I will be stabbed randomly Hacking this barbaric way of death...

There can be China's spies in the city, but Wen Che's spies can't be found outside the city.Think about it with your toes, in case my arms and legs were chopped off by knives, and the spies sent in by Wen Che happened to see me. These spies must report to Wen Che after returning to the city. Wang was hacked to death, and the man said that his arms and legs were separated, but within two days, I appeared in the city alive and kicking.

This is not a fucking corpse, it's haunted.

Yuemo is Chu Ping's face, which is quite deceptive. I am so distracted that I can still keep a calm look on my face. I looked at Chi Na profusely and looked at me, and it was already slow. Slowly turned from contempt to admiration.

China sweated profusely, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

I thought of the savage way of death he just said, so I lowered my face for a moment, and said honestly, "I'm not afraid of death, but I am afraid of pain... Or, let's change to a gentler way of death?"

Chi Na Dahan's eyes lit up, and he gave me a thumbs up: "You are a man, today I will make an exception and follow the rules of your Central Plains people! Come on, drag it out and behead it. Make him hurt."

Me: "..." Mom snarled, after a long time, there is still no whole body!

It was too late and then soon, I was dragged to the door by two strong men, I arched my instep and hooked a table leg, took a deep breath, and shouted out of my throat in a hurry: "Wait! This king has something to say !"

China smacked his lips profusely and said, "Say."

I exerted strength on my legs, twisted my buttocks with the help of a table leg, and moved back into the tent little by little, raised my head and grinned at Chi Na's profuse sweat, "Khan, may I ask where did you get those Nan Ke Xiang?"

Chi Na sweated profusely and said, "An expert made it for me. Speaking of Nan Kexiang——I wonder why you didn't die."

Shaking my uncomfortable arms, I said slowly, "Of course it's because—the masters around me are taller than the masters around you."

"Nanke incense can't be refined in large quantities, can it? Burn slowly? People who are hit by Nanke don't sleep well? Hehe, there is a better soul-calling incense in my arms. As long as you light it, you can't escape even if you don't believe it You come to see for yourself?"

The more I went back, the brighter China's sweaty eyes became, until finally his whole face was covered with a layer of oily red light, he walked up a few steps and squatted down, and tore the front of my clothes with his hands.China was sweating profusely, and finally patted me a few times: "Han man, you have a good figure."

Me: "..." This group of people only pretended to be Snow Beer.

Tucao is Tucao, Huyou is Huyou, I looked at Chi Na's profuse sweat and seemed a little tempted, so I simply leaned into his ear and said persistently: "Isn't there an expert here, you can't see which one is better, ask him to come out and recognize him." Well, to tell you the truth, the master I know doesn’t just know how to practice incense—you just need to release the news that the king is in your hands, and the master will come. In addition, you have to be nice to the king , that expert that this king knows... tsk tsk, he has a bad temper."

Ani Tuo Buddha, immeasurable celestial beings, brothers of the upper birth, thanks to your soul-calling incense for saving my life!

Chi Na Da Khan held the small packet of Evoking Soul Incense, looked at me, and then looked at me again. After a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind and said: "Well, it's not bad for you, come here Man, untie him."

My eyes lit up, and I thought that this was finally going to be a "gift", but what I didn't expect, the second half of Chi Na Dahan's unfinished sentence was: "The arms are connected, pressed to the dungeon, and additional people are sent to guard them. "

... No wonder the political teacher said that cultural differences directly lead to differences in thinking patterns. Now I think this sentence is really reasonable.

After going around in a big circle like a roller coaster, I was still thrown into the dungeon. Unfortunately, when I entered the door, I was kicked on the dimples of my knees.

I walked around the prison several times with my hands behind my back.The dungeon in the mortal world and the dungeon in the sky, there is a difference in the name, but the inside is really a world of difference.The sky prison is very cloudy, with a cool breeze blowing day and night, but the dungeon is simple and down-to-earth, not to mention the wind, there is not even a trace of light, and the sound of a few mice grinding their teeth in the corner can be vaguely heard.

I sighed, and suddenly understood China's efforts to fight Dachu—after all, this tribe is really poor.

After two days in the dungeon, Tara came to visit.This kid was carrying two food boxes and smiled at me so much that he couldn't see his teeth. He looked completely different from the little bastard who would whip me with a stick in front of Chi Na.Tara dismissed a few guards, put down the food box, rubbed her hands and said with a smile, "Hey, my lord, how are you doing these two days?"

I sat cross-legged on the ground, pointed at my bird's nest-like hair and the indescribable rags on my chest, raised my eyebrows and said, "Look for yourself."

Tara looked left and right, stretched her neck and said eagerly: "Oh, don't hold grudges, I have to put on a face in front of the big brother, I've heard people say-you have been kind for the past two years, wait for Liu You are well, son, I originally wanted to visit you and Mr. Liu, but I was under the control of my elder brother and couldn’t leave." After a pause, Tara lowered her voice: "Actually... Actually, I don’t want to fight this war either. The people in your place are very kind-hearted. When I was traveling around, they were very kind to me, but there is no way, if there is no war, we will starve to death. You have no food, and neither do we. Same."

Very well, Tara is really a good person. It is useless for me to ask, and I have explained everything by myself.

I thought about it for a while, squinted my eyes and smiled, and patted Tara on the shoulder very affectionately: "Brother, you have already talked about it for this sake. If the king cares about it again, he will be narrow-minded."

There was some joy on Tara's face, and she slapped her back with a few slaps: "That's right! Oh, fortunately, you reacted quickly, so you didn't die!"

I wondered: "Tara, if I remember correctly, didn't you still hate me so much for the first two years?"

Tara lowered her head, her ears were stained with a layer of pink, and she was coy like a junior high school boy who was just in love.Tara said: "Isn't that the first two years? Now I know that you have changed, especially for Mr. Liu. Mr. Liu likes you so much, I won't kill you."

Be good, why do you feel that Tara's words have some meaning... I braced myself up, put my hands on Tara's face, stared at a pair of black and white eyes, and paused: "Do you like Liu Yanqing?"

Tara squeezed out the word "um" between her teeth, with peach blossoms in her eyes: "Some...some like it, but Mr. Liu has bad eyesight, and all my heart hangs on your crooked neck tree. I, What can I do, alas..."

... Brother, you are so honest.

Tara left for a day, and someone came to visit the prison the next day.The prison visitor looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, wrapped in a blue Taoist robe, with slender eyebrows and eyes, a cold complexion, and a very good-looking face.

The Taoist leader in green robe looked down at me, as if he was looking at a piece of dead meat.The Taoist leader said, "Is the Summoning Incense yours?"

Because of Meng Zhang's scumbag, I've always been afraid of cold people, so I spoke a little weaker: "Yes, it belongs to me, what's the matter?"

The Taoist priest frowned: "Do you know the person who made this incense?"

I nodded: "Yes, yes, are you not convinced? Do you still want to compare with him?"

A green light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Taoist leader: "My master, and my senior brother, where are they now!?"

The author has something to say:

Update~ I’ve been too busy recently, I feel a little irritable, I just went to Taohuaxijian to participate in the gathering yesterday, played the piano and enjoyed the flowers, relaxed my body and mind, and met a master photographer~ I stayed in the mountains for a day, and my mood completely calmed down. Really painful and happy.

I heard that Beijing will turn into Beiping after it snows, and if I write a paper about the Republic of China in the future, I think I will probably go to the Beijing alleys to stay for a while because of my urination...

It disappears from time to time and the number of chapters is not fixed. In fact, I also despise myself as an author. T^T In short, thank you little angels for your perseverance, I love you!