The road of the main god of cannon fodder female supporting role

Chapter 672: Demon Hunter 37
An Ran didn't believe in evil, she tried several times in a row, but ended up falling down, her two legs seemed to have their own thoughts, and she didn't listen to An Ran's command at all.

In the end, Wushuang, who couldn't stand it any longer, found two long wooden sticks, let Suhe and Yin Lian'er hold them at both ends, and asked An Ran to hold the wooden sticks, support her body, and learn to walk.

After tossing around like this for a long time, An Ran finally learned how to walk, she was able to walk and run, and then An Ran took Yin Lian'er and went straight to the market outside to buy, buy, buy, she had already seen Suhe Yin Lian'er I am greedy for shopping, and I hope that one day I can buy it myself.

Fortunately, An Ran didn't spend money recklessly, and bought things that the children in the shantang could use, as well as some delicious snacks and fruits.

It doesn't matter to Wushuang, it's not bad for the little money that An Ran spent. Although he devoted himself to making ghost charms in the past six months, several high-ranking officials and dignitaries came to his door. Every time he solved the problem, he got a lot of money. Wushuang is not short of money now. .

Now that Wu Shuang has the status and money, she began to think about when there would be an opportunity to make the emperor agree to close all the brothels in the world.

But it is easy to make suggestions, and it is easy to get the emperor to agree to close the brothel, but after the brothel is closed, it is the most difficult for all the girls.

These brothel girls have always relied on pleasing men to sell themselves for a living, and most of them are unable to do other business.

The most important thing is that it is easy for a brothel flower girl to switch careers to become an actor. For other things, the world's cold eyes and spitting stars can kill them. After all, they have lived in a brothel, and the world will have prejudice.

Whether it is a man looking for fun with them, or a woman who feels that her man has been seduced by a vixen in a brothel, they will not be happy to accept these poor people, so Wushuang must first find a way out for them.

It is not a good idea for everyone to open theaters. After all, theaters are places that burn money. If a county is not a prosperous place like Yan County, a theater is almost saturated.

And a theater can't accommodate the brothels in the entire county, and not all women are suitable for acting.

For example, if the appearance is not good enough, you must know that apart from the beautiful people in the brothel, most of them are actually ordinary-looking women, and they are also customers of traffickers.

A good-looking drama is not only good in content, the appearance of the actor is also very important. A good-looking person is definitely better at acting than an unattractive one. Of course, those who have plastic surgery acting skills are not counted.

So Wushuang thought about finding some businesses that women could do, such as trading wool with the cashmere people in the north, and weaving wool to make clothes. Only women could do this job.

In this way, a large number of women can be arranged to work, and it can also solve the problem that the Rong people always invade the border.

If the wool trade makes the Rong people rich, they don't have to come to Caogu. It should be said that they can live well, who wants to fight the dead.

Of course, ambitious people may want to invade the Central Plains, but if the people below are unwilling, it will always make it difficult for them to invade the Central Plains.

All of this has to be done slowly. The top priority now is to let the theaters of the world open in every city. This requires a lot of scripts and enough old people to train newcomers to be good at acting.

Next, Wushuang retreats to write scripts. She has to write many, many scripts, thousands of scripts that make people feel interesting and want to pursue more.

Of course, in addition to this, Wushuang also needs to train some girls who can write scripts. After all, everyone cannot rely on the scripts written by her for the rest of their lives.

Wushuang already has some clues about this, some girls under Hongjiao have written a few scripts for Wushuang to read during this time.

The writing was wonderful, and Wushuang helped polish it up, and let Hongjiao directly lead someone out. It was also very popular, and greatly increased the confidence of the girls.

When Wushuang was writing the script in retreat, Chang Xinhou of the capital came to the door. Basically, those who came to Wushuang were asking for something.

So the housekeeper told Wushuang Changxinhou to ask to see him, and she immediately went to see Changxinhou.

Chang Xinhou is a middle-aged man. When he saw Wushuang, his face was haggard and his eyes were black and blue.

Seeing Wushuang was like looking for a life-saving straw, and he knelt down to Wushuang: "Master, please save the child!"

Wushuang hurriedly helped Chang Xinhou up, and said: "Chang Xinhou, get up quickly, what happened, you have to explain clearly, so that I can help you."

Chang Xinhou sat in Wushuang's hands, crying and said: "At the beginning of the month, my little one took a dozen guards out to play in Zhuangzi, and it was supposed to come back in three days, but who knew it would take seven or eight days.

I felt something was wrong, so I sent someone to look for it. Who knew that the people on Zhuangzi said that my son went to Zhuangzi and left Zhuangzi on the third day to go home.

I sent a lot of people to search the whole mountain several times, but I still haven't found any trace of my son. I really have no other choice, so I can only ask the teacher for help. "

As Chang Xinhou said, tears came down again. He and his wife were deeply affectionate, and they never took concubines all their lives. They only had this precious son. If his son died, how could he bear the loss of his son in his later years.

Wushuang saw that Chang Xinhou was anxious, and hurriedly comforted him: "Don't worry, Chang Xinhou, I'll help you check your son's whereabouts, I wonder if you have something commonly used to bring Mr. Ling?"

Chang Xinhou hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, Laohou's son was lost before, I have heard him tell you about you helping him find his son several times, and I know what you need to use to find someone. Ready."

As he said that, Chang Xinhou took out a pen bag and said to Wushuang: "This is a fetal hair brush made from my baby's fetal hair. I brought it with me when I came here. I don't know if it's okay or not."

Wushuang nodded and said: "Yes, this is the hair on Mr. Ling's body, it is more useful than something close to the body, I will cast a spell right now."

As Wushuang said, he took out the beautifully made lanugo hair brush in the pen bag, carefully plucked out a lanugo hair, caught it in the tracing talisman, and ignited the tracing talisman with the pinching formula.

Soon, the golden arrow for tracking and guiding appeared, but after the arrow appeared, it didn't really guide the way. Instead, it first pointed randomly, sometimes pointing east and sometimes north, and then simply circled in place.

Chang Xinhou looked anxiously at the golden arrows spinning all over the ground, pointed at the arrows and looked at Wushuang: "Master, what does this mean?"

Wu Shuang frowned slightly, stood up and said: "It seems that something is wrong with Mr. Ling, the tracing talisman is extremely powerful in finding people, even if they are dead.

There is only one reason for the tracer talisman to turn around like this, and Mr. Ling must have entered the enchantment controlled by some monster or ghost. "

Chang Xinhou became more and more anxious, he couldn't help but said eagerly: "Then my son is dead or alive?"

It's hard for this Wushuang to come to a conclusion. Looking at Chang Xinhou's worried and anxious face, Wushuang said: "Life and death are uncertain, Chang Xinhou, can you confirm where Young Master Ling disappeared?"

Chang Xinhou shook his head and said: "Zhuangzi's location is remote, and I can't determine the exact location of my son's disappearance, but the people I sent out told me that my son was last seen near Liupanzhuang, and he never came again. No one has seen my son."

Wushuang nodded and said, "I'll go for a walk in person to find the trace of Young Master Ling. Chang Xinhou will just wait at home with peace of mind."

Changxinhou naturally couldn't feel at ease, but Wushuang, the national teacher, went out in person. If the national teacher couldn't save him, he would be really desperate. In order not to cause trouble for the national teacher, he could only suppress his anxiety and let Wushuang to find his son.

After seeing off Chang Xinhou who was full of worries, Wushuang said hello to Qi Jiang Wang Mu, and rode away on horseback.

The horse that Wushuang was riding was just given to Wushuang by the emperor. It is a purebred Dawan horse. It runs as light as the wind and travels thousands of miles a day with ease.

Wushuang rode a horse and went straight to Liupanzhuang, where Huang Han, the son of Chang Xinhou, disappeared last. Since it was where Huang Han last disappeared, there must be some clues to be found.

When Wushuang went out, it was just in time for Lele and Dieer to finish their practice retreat again. Seeing Wushuang flying over quickly, they stuck to Wushuang and insisted on going with Wushuang.

After coaxing them for a long time, Wushuang managed to coax them well, and was able to go to Liupanzhuang by himself.

Liupanzhuang has a good location, close to the capital city, so it is very affluent. Every household is made of green bricks and tiles, and there are few mud houses.

Because it is relatively rich, although Liupanzhuang is a village, it is as lively as a town. When Wushuang arrived at Liupanzhuang, it happened to be in time for a big fair held in the village.

Wushuang also participated in the market activities, but Wushuang was not for shopping, but for inquiring news.

Wushuang walked around the market, listening to the chatting of the people next to them, all of which were family matters, or discussing what to buy.

Wushuang listened to it for a long time but didn't hear anything useful, just happened to see a stall selling wontons, the business seemed to be very good, so Wushuang went over and ordered a bowl of wontons.

Wushuang uses it when she sits down to eat, and listens to the chatter of the same diners next to her, all of which are messy parental gossip.

Wushuang listened to it for a long time, but it was of no use. After eating, Wushuang ran to the woman selling wontons and said, "Auntie, the wontons at your stall are delicious. I want to buy some baskets of raw wontons with you."

Talking about Wushuang, he handed over a large piece of money. The woman selling wontons was very happy to see that Wushuang liked her wontons, but she was a little embarrassed to see the money Wushuang gave.

"My guest, you gave me too much silver. I don't have any broken silver here to give you change."

Wushuang waved his hand very generously and said: "Food, don't look for it, the rest is just a tip."

The woman looked at the silver in her hand, and visually estimated that it was at least two taels of silver, which was more than she earned from selling wontons in a day, and she was immediately elated.

The woman hurriedly called the daughter-in-law next to her to come over and cook wontons, and made wontons for Wushuang herself, Wushuang casually chatted with the woman.

"Auntie, do you know that someone has disappeared suddenly recently, but no one is alive or dead?"

When Wushuang asked, he didn't report any hope. He just asked casually, without thinking about getting any useful information.

Unexpectedly, the woman immediately said with a mysterious expression: "Missing, then you should ask the right person, if you want to ask someone else, no one will know.

But I happen to have a cousin who works as an envoy at the county magistrate's house. According to my cousin, the county magistrate has been very busy recently and has received more than a dozen disappearance cases in a row. If the county magistrate hadn't kept it a secret, everyone would have panic . "

Wushuang didn't expect to ask the real thing, and immediately said: "Then, does my aunt know where all these people disappeared?"

The woman thought for a while and said: "I heard that as long as people enter the Sihu Mountain in the north, they will get lost and cannot get out. Before, people in the village got lost in it. If someone is missing, they should probably be missing here."

Like Hushan, Wushuang remembered this place, chatted with the woman for a while, wrapped the wontons for the woman, and Wushuang took the wontons away, and put them in his sleeves on the way.

Wushuang didn't buy these wontons just for clichés. These wontons are really delicious. Wushuang found out when he ate them just now. Whether it's stuffing or rolling, they are all excellent.

After finding someone to inquire about the location of Mount Sihu, Wushuang rode his horse straight to Mount Sihu, and arrived at the foot of the mountain not long after.

Sihu Mountain, as the name suggests, looks like a tiger looking up to the sky from a distance, hence the name.

As soon as Wushuang arrived at the foot of the mountain, he noticed something wrong with Mount Sihu, because there was a trace of blood-red mist wrapped around Mount Sihu.

This mist can only be seen after opening the eyes of the sky. This is blood evil, which means that there are undeserving people on the mountain who died in vain, and there are a lot of them.

Wushuang got off the horse, patted the horse's ass, and let the horse play by itself. When she wanted to use the horse, she could get it with a piece of talisman.

Wushuang climbed all the way up the mountain and went straight to the place where the red mist appeared. There was a small path vaguely visible on the mountain, but the path was deserted, no one walked it all year round and it was covered with weeds. It would not take long to see it thoroughly. There is no way out.

Wushuang walked along the path, and the blood-red fog became more and more as he walked. Soon, Wushuang came to a forest in a mountain depression, where the most foggy place was.

Wushuang approached the woods, and stepped forward cautiously. After walking a few steps, Wushuang's ears moved, and she seemed to hear some voices, a bit like joking.

With a movement of Wushuang's fingers, the Thunder Talisman fell between her fingers and was caught by her, slowly approaching the place where the sound came from in the woods.

As they got closer, the voices became louder. There were couples talking, and children running, jumping and laughing.

Soon, Wushuang saw a very warm scene. Deep in the woods, there was a small bamboo building. Below the main building was a warm scene of a family of five.

A young couple and three cute children were playing together. A child ran towards Wushuang and happened to see Wushuang. She looked at Wushuang curiously and said, "Beautiful sister, who are you?" , cute love.

But Wushuang was not so cute by this child, but ignited the Thunder Talisman in his hand.

(End of this chapter)