Volume 1 Battle in the Sand Garden Chapter 34 Opening the net to wait
A basin of soap has solidified slightly, it is light yellow with pink color, and has the fragrance of powder.
He cut it into smooth pieces with a knife, and there were more than thirty pieces. Qin Zhong thought to himself that he would have to prepare a mold in the future to make it more uniform in size. Even so, each person grabbed a piece of fresh green and red clay, his eyes were full of joy and he couldn't put it down. In this era
Where have you seen soap? Try washing your face after a while, keep it and fall in love with it.
"Take the soap and go back to my brother." Qin Zhong called San Bao'er and explained carefully, "First let him try washing his face, then talk to him about the cost of the raw materials, and then listen to what he says, do you understand?
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"Why?" San Bao'er didn't like Qin Xiao and was a little conflicted.
"Do you know how to sell?" Qin Zhong raised his head to San Bao'er with a clear brain bang.
"Okay." San Bao'er rubbed his head and replied reluctantly.
"You guys pack up, I'll go to the military camp." With that said, Qin Chong picked up two jars of wine and walked out. If the wine is good or bad, someone must be found to judge it. Every veteran has a good wine, so let them try it.
After walking along the stream for half a moment, we turned around the mountain col and found a forest. This forest is not big, and there are more than a dozen kinds of fruit trees planted, most of which are flower and fruit trees. You can smell the rich fragrance of flowers from a long distance. There are many kinds of flowers and fruits.
The apple is as big as a trumpet, and when you take a bite, it tastes sweet and sweet. In autumn, the trees are full of flowers and fruits, which is really beautiful.
Go around the edge of the forest and go straight west, where you will find the Xiaoqi camp.
As he walked, Qin Zhong suddenly stopped, looked at the woods, and sniffed hard. Vaguely, he seemed to smell the smell of horse manure. The woods were quiet, with only the breeze passing through the treetops, making the sound of "
The sound was like a wave, rising and falling. After standing for a moment, Qin Zhong couldn't help but giggle.
If Shayuan Prison doesn't smell like horse manure, is it still Shayuan Prison?
Every inch of space here is filled with the smell of horse manure, which persists all year round.
Humming an inexplicable tune, Qin Zhong swayed three times and walked towards the Xiaoqi camp.
At this time, Qin Chong was in another scene in the Shayuan Prison, where the setting sun was melting gold. The round setting sun was approaching the horizon, and the clouds in the sky were dyed golden and red. On the endless land, the sand dunes were rolling and golden.
It's like ripples on the water. In the vast world, there is only Qin Zhong and Yu Yu walking alone.
Qin Chong's poems flourished, and he wanted to express his feelings at this time with a heartfelt sentence. But after much deliberation, he couldn't think of anything else except "The solitary smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting in the long river." He put his hands on his hips and opened his mouth.
After waiting for a long time, he couldn't hold back a word. He picked up the wine jar and left, feeling quite downcast.
When we arrived at the military camp, we were just in time for dinner. I pushed through the crowd and got a portion for myself. I fumbled around with my bowl for a long time before I found the old ghost in the corner. There were four or five veterans surrounding the old ghost.
His face was full of vulgarity, and he didn't know what kind of dirty jokes he was talking about. Qin Zhong walked over, and with a bang, the wine jar was placed on the ground.
"Try it, taste it." Qin Chong squatted in front of the old ghost and said diligently.
The old ghost glanced at Qin Chong and curled his lips in disgust. However, he quickly grabbed the wine jar, tore open the seal and took a sip. Suddenly, the old ghost looked stunned. After a long while, he breathed out the smell of alcohol and lowered his head.
He looked at the wine in the jar, picked it up and drank it again.
There were four or five veterans around. Just by looking at the old ghost's expression, they guessed that it was good wine. After a "coaxing", they all reached out to grab another jar of wine. You were fighting for it, and you were trying to get it.
, seeing the move, a "ping-ping-ping-pong" fight broke out. In an instant, all the surrounding soldiers came to watch.
"Get out of here, this wine belongs to me." The old ghost grabbed the wine jar and shouted.
"Old ghost, the Xiaoqi camp is not interested in eating alone."
"Come on, old man, we can't fight."
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All of them are veterans, and no one has any doubts about their skills. Suddenly, the old ghost was besieged by everyone.
"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you." Seeing so many people trying to take advantage of you, the old ghost immediately gave in. He divided a jar and went out, letting them snatch it away. He sat down on the ground again and drank with a smile.
While drinking, I watched several people fight again because of the unfair distribution of wine. "Fight, fight." He shouted and kept making noises.
"Old ghost, how is this wine?" Qin Zhong asked with a proud look on his face.
"Let's make do." The old ghost didn't give him any face.
"It's okay? Then don't drink it." Qin Zhong quit, trying to grab the wine jar. The old ghost flipped his wrist, and the wine jar dexterously turned over and landed in the old ghost's other hand without spilling any wine.
Qin Chong caught the opportunity and stared at the old ghost, furious.
"Stingy guy." The old ghost took another sip and said with a smile, "How can you take back the wine you gave away?"
"Does it taste good?" Qin Zhong asked with a smile.
"It tastes good." The old ghost said with a gentle smile.
"Is it enough?"
"Compared to burning knives, it's a little worse."
"Don't worry, it will be there soon." Qin Zhong smiled mysteriously, "It's more exciting than burning a knife."
"This is not doing your job properly." The old ghost didn't appreciate it and scolded him.
"Hehe, there is no need to delay studying and practicing martial arts." Qin Chong chuckled, "Earn some money to spend."
"That's true." The old ghost smiled strangely, "It's quite miserable for a legitimate son to live a life worse than that of a human being."
Qin Zhong was immediately embarrassed and speechless. Being bullied by Aunt Liu for several years was indeed a bit miserable when he thought about it. However, after the horse theft incident, Aunt Liu was greatly frightened and she would probably stop in the future. Even so.
If she had any mischief, Qin Zhong also had many tricks to keep her from going around.
When soldiers drink, they don't drink slowly. It didn't take long for the two jars to reach the bottom. The fruit wine is soft and easy to drink, and tastes like sugar water. However, Qin Zhong's fruit wine has been distilled.
The intensity of alcohol is different. As soon as the wind blew, I suddenly felt drunk and felt dizzy.
The time in the military camp was relaxing and happy. Unknowingly, the night filled the air. The noisy military camp gradually became quiet. Only scattered torches were left, still swaying in the wind. The patrols passing by from time to time, with their clanging armor, were the most important figures of the soldiers.
A soothing lullaby. Without this sound, I would not be able to sleep.
Qin Chong also drank wine and fell dizzy on the old ghost's bed. The old ghost sat in the shadow in front of the military tent, looking up at the waning moon in the sky, with a desolate expression, not knowing what he was thinking. Occasionally, he grabbed the wine gourd and lightly
Take a sip, hold it in your mouth without swallowing, and slowly feel the spiciness rolling around your tongue.
There are ten people in a military tent, exactly two teams. They eat and sleep together. They are the most reliable backers on the battlefield. Even if they die in battle, they will die together. At this moment, the sound of snoring rises and falls, and they have already fallen asleep.
.Only the old ghost, observing the iron laws of the battlefield, hides in the night and guards his comrades.
Although the situation in Shayuan Prison is calm and he has long been away from the battlefield, the old ghost is still the same. The habits he developed on the battlefield have been deeply rooted in his bones. Over the past few years, he has maintained a vigilant style.
In the second half of the night, the old ghost was a little tired, so he stood up and stretched his legs and feet. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, he heard a faint groan, and then the sound of his body falling to the ground. The old ghost was agitated. With this kind of sound, he could be said to be...
He was so familiar that he could never hear it wrongly. When an enemy invaded the camp, the old ghost made a quick judgment.
As a scout, it is common to explore the camp. Not only do you have to check the enemy's defenses, but you also have to escape unscathed. If you are not highly skilled, bold and careful, you cannot be a scout. Obviously, the person who came here is too poor to kill the sentry.
At this time, the sentry was actually allowed to make a sound, and the body was allowed to fall to the ground naturally.
The old ghost curled his lips and felt very disdainful. He went back into the house and slapped Qin Zhong awake.
"Old ghost." Qin Zhong was dazed and stretched out his hand to rub his eyes.
"Go and inform He Wu'er that someone is touching the camp." After saying that, he grabbed the knife beside the bed and stuffed it into Qin Chong's arms.
Qin Chong's whole body trembled, and he woke up completely. He jumped out of bed with a bang, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he looked eager to try. Unexpectedly, the old ghost glared and slapped him.
He patted Qin Zhong on the head and said in a deep voice, "You must be cautious in any battle, and never underestimate the enemy's carelessness."
"I humble my duty and obey my orders." Qin Zhong imitated a soldier and performed a military salute.
"Go quickly, remember to hide yourself." The old ghost warned.
"Understood." Qin Zhong nodded and ducked out of the military tent.
The old ghost also followed him out of the house, taking advantage of the cover of darkness and scurrying out like a civet cat. He was as fast as lightning but did not make the slightest sound. He did not rush to warn, but wanted to check first to make sure.
The number of enemies and the purpose of the camp. Soon, he found the sentry who had fallen to the ground, and there was no other person around him.
He went over and touched it. He found that the sentry had been stabbed in the throat and was bleeding profusely. He was hopeless.
At this time, the old ghost lay on the ground, trying to identify the footprints by the firelight in the distance. However, the surrounding light was too weak, and his eyesight was no longer what it was with time. He only found half a footprint, with his toes pointing behind him.
Camp. The old ghost listened attentively. The camp was silent, with only the night wind blowing through the tent roof, making a slight whine.
At this moment, a black figure flashed out from behind a tent, quickly crossed the aisle, and hid in the shadow of another tent. The old ghost's eyes lit up and he followed him. It seemed like he was stepping on cotton under his feet.
, landed silently. But the speed was not slow. In the blink of an eye, it had reached a distance of more than ten feet from the black shadow.
The shadows moved from tent to tent, groping around as if they were looking for someone.
For half a moment, the black shadow has not found its target.
Thinking about what happened recently, the old ghost smiled sinisterly, and he roughly guessed the black shadow's goal.
Apart from Liu Zihao, who else or what else is worthy of such a big fight? And who can mobilize the elite of the army to sneak into the army to rescue people except Shuai Si, who is behind the scenes?
The black shadows are still scurrying around, but the old ghost has already seen through the candlelight and their purpose.
The old ghost didn't alert the black shadow and quietly retreated. Now that he knew the enemy's target and didn't set a trap to trap them, would he still have the nerve to call him old ghost? To the enemy ghost, this was his signature sign. Countless times.
In the game with the enemy, Guizhao deceived the enemy and saved his own life and that of his colleagues countless times.
Soon, the old ghost joined He Wuer and Qin Chong, followed by more than a dozen veterans, who were all quietly called out by He Wuer. Several of them touched their heads, but without saying a word, they stretched out their hands.
After a few gestures, the military information had been conveyed. He Wuer nodded, patted Qin Zhong on the shoulder, stood up and ran forward.
Qin Chong learned sign language from Lao Gui, so he could understand sign language. Lao Gui was responsible for luring the enemy, while He Wuer led people to ambush.
Within a moment, more than a dozen people quietly arrived at the door of the dungeon. He Wuer squatted half-crouched and conveyed orders in sign language. Five people were on the left and five on the right, each holding a bow and arrow and waiting for the enemy. He Wuer's whistle was used as a signal, and everyone on the left and right stood together.
Shoot; He Wuer and Qin Zhong were responsible for blocking the escape route. The other three people were arranged into the dungeon so that they could escape from it at the critical moment.
At the entrance of the dungeon, a trap has been quickly laid, waiting for the enemy to fall into the trap.