According to the marks on the map, there are no other villages or towns within a radius of twenty miles.

This is the only place in this remote place where they can rest, have a good sleep and have a hot meal.

Shangguan Ruoli rubbed his brows and glanced helplessly at Dongming Ziyu. Although Dongming Ziyu avoided the pursuit of all forces, he also suffered a lot along the way and really did not gain any advantage.

However, fortunately, they are not pampered people and find this kind of life normal.

Mo Wen turned back and reported: "Master, there are still many people in the village ahead. Normally, foreigners often pass by this village, so they can free up the house near the ancestral hall for us to stay overnight.

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Hearing this, Shangguan Ruoli frowned slightly, "Ancestral hall?"

Mo Wen nodded: "Yes!"

Dongming Ziyu asked: "Are you afraid?"

Shangguan Ruoli looked at him and said, "I'm afraid that you will be kidnapped by ghosts to become a ghost son-in-law."

Well, since the bloody time-traveling thing happened to her, she would rather believe in such things as ghosts and gods.

Mo Wen didn't dare to laugh, so he could only step aside and lower his head.

Dongming Ziyu sighed softly, this woman really needs a lesson.

The ancestral hall is right next to the cemetery, so there is no need to enter the village. The village chief led him directly to the ancestral hall.

In this way, there is no need to disturb the people, which is exactly what Dongming Ziyu meant.

The ancestral hall is not big, in the style of a courtyard, with a total of about ten houses.

The main room where the tablets are enshrined cannot be occupied by people. Dongming Ziyu, Shangguan Ruoli and some soldiers were all arranged in the side rooms. Those who could not live in them directly set up tents in the yard and around the ancestral hall.

There are 20 to 30 families in this village. The houses are all low thatched houses. They are not wealthy, but everyone is enthusiastic. People in the village give away the best things from their homes.

Of course, Dongming Ziyu would not take advantage of the common people, so Ming Mo Wen gave him some money.

The dinner was not a sumptuous meal, but for this small village, it was excellent.

There are freshly killed old hens and many fresh dishes of wild game.

Dongming Ziyu did not show the prince's genealogy, and did not ask for orders. He did not want to take his and Shangguan Ruoli's portion, and gave the rest to the accompanying soldiers.

Judging from Mo Wen and Mo Xiang's natural expressions, Dongming Ziyu should be like this when leading troops outside.

This made Shangguan Ruoli get to know Dongming Ziyu again. He was not a pampered person and shared the joys and sorrows with the soldiers.

Shangguan Ruoli had a hot meal and took a hot bath, feeling completely refreshed.

Of course, because of the injury on my back, I didn’t take a bath, so I was scrubbed by Dongming Ziyu.

"The wound is healing very well, and the stitches will be removed in two days." Dongming Ziyu gently changed Shangguan Ruoli's dressing.

Shangguan Ruoli raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Well, you handled it well."

Of course, the main thing is that the medicine is good.

"Li'er's little mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter." As he spoke, this guy became dishonest again and began to take advantage of her.

Shangguan Ruoli slapped his hand away and said, "Deng disciple, my injury is not healed yet."

"I have lost weight these days and have become smaller." His big hand was red and he did not move away, with a serious look on his face.

This guy is so shameless and so proficient that he is probably even better than him in martial arts!

Shangguan Ruoli gritted his teeth and urged: "Give me a bandage quickly, this is the ancestral hall!"

She always felt something was wrong, as if danger was slowly approaching.

"Ouch!" Suddenly, Yinxue's warning voice came from outside.

Shangguan Ruoli's expression became serious, and his eyes flashed with vigilance.

Dongming Ziyu said calmly toward the door: "Go and have a look."

"Yes!" came Mo Xiang's voice.

Although Dongming Ziyu was calm and composed, he no longer continued to be shameless and neatly wrapped a bandage on Shangguan Ruoli.

Yinxue howled twice in warning, and then there was no movement.

Dongming Ziyu put on Shangguan Ruoli's coat, then went out to ask about the situation, "What's going on?"

Mo Xiang said: "The little white wolf suddenly howled in the direction of the cemetery. We chased it, but there was no one there. There was a new grave nearby. It seemed that it was just buried today. The traces around it were messy, and it was not sure whether there was anyone there.

Hidden there."

"Well," Dongming Ziyu responded lightly, "be more vigilant and give Yinxue a chicken as a reward."

Dongming Ziyu had a mysophobia and was very repulsive to Yinxue. He never let Yinxue get close to him, and also deprived Yinxue of her right to be around Shangguan Ruoli.

Turning back to the house, he looked at Shangguan Ruoli's playful eyes and said calmly: "It's not really a ghost, is it?"

Shangguan Ruoli put on his coat and sneered: "If it's a ghost, let him lose his soul; if he's a human, let him turn into a ghost!"

It is said that the soul will stay on earth for the first seven days after death.

However, the people here are all soldiers who have gone on the battlefield and killed countless people, and they have a kind of awe-inspiring righteousness that can frighten ghosts and gods.

As the saying goes, ghosts and gods are also afraid of evil people.

Therefore, those legendary evil spirits cannot approach the ancestral hall.

However, it is different if it is a human being.

Dongming Ziyu said fairly: "That little beast is still useful."

"Of course, animals are much more sensitive to external dangers than humans." Shangguan Ruoli leaned on the pillow and closed his eyes to rest, "You should clean up quickly, maybe there will be assassins coming."

Dongming Ziyu has encountered countless overt and covert assassinations since he was a child. He is not a warrior, but he will not underestimate the enemy.

After bathing, he also dressed neatly and slept in his clothes.

But until it got dark, no assassin came. Yinxue was also at the door of the room, sleeping quietly all night.

Shangguan Ruoli woke up when he heard the sound of movement outside. There was warmth around him, but Dongming Ziyu was no longer around.

Shangguan Ruoli got up, straightened his clothes and began to comb his hair.

"Are you up?" Mo Wen's deliberately lowered voice sounded outside the door. Shangguan Ruoli's identity was inconvenient, so he did not address the princess directly.

"Get up, come in." Shangguan Ruoli quickly tied up the man's hair.

Mo Wen came in carrying toiletries, his eyebrows lowered and his gaze focused.

"Where is the prince?" Shangguan Ruoli rolled up his sleeves and washed up.

Mo Wen respectfully replied: "Your Majesty checked the surrounding situation early in the morning and is supervising the soldiers to prepare for the army. After breakfast, we will set off."

Shangguan Ruoli didn't waste any time and finished washing up quickly.

Mo Wen set out breakfast, which was very simple, with two bowls of porridge and a plate of pickles.

Dongming Ziyu had timed it just right and came in as soon as the food was set.

After washing his hands, he sat at the table and said, "Eat."

Dongming Ziyu has already made preparations, and Shangguan Ruoli can be on his way as soon as he has breakfast.

No matter what he does, he always likes to be one step ahead of others. In fact, it is just because he likes to control everything.
Chapter completed!