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As a result, not long after they left, ten people came out of the barracks, carrying baskets and bags, and drove the mule cart directly to the gate of Baolin's residence.

Lin Xiaoqi, who had been going back and forth, jumped out of the car, and said to his subordinates: "You divide into groups, one group goes to the backyard to pick vegetables, and the other group carries acorn noodles. This is a private house, so be honest."

"Yes!"

Following orderly steps, a line of sergeants entered the courtyard gate.

In the backyard, Song Liyun and Song Zhenping have sorted out the range of vegetable seedlings that can be harvested.

As soon as Lin Xiaoqi's men arrive, they can put vegetables into baskets.

Han Ming led people to carry peeled and soaked acorns. These acorns only need to be ground into flour, and then they can be mixed with fine grains to make cakes and steamed bread.

Wang Qi didn't rest, and followed Lin Xiaoqi again.

Seeing Han Ming with a bruised nose and swollen face, he immediately laughed: "Big Han, are you convinced now?"

Han Ming has to work now, and he doesn't want to compete with Wang Qi again, so he just smiled lightly: "If Wang Xiaojiang didn't wrap the cloth strips, I would be convinced."

When Wang Qi saw that he had returned to the guard station, he asked a military doctor to bandage it tightly. His arm was almost twisted and broken, and he snorted: "What is this small injury, it will be better tomorrow!"

Two large baskets of tender cabbage, two hundred catties of acorns, and dozens of catties of acorn noodles were sent back to the guard. Luo Baihu personally stood at the gate of the barracks to welcome them.

Seeing the mules and horses approaching, he immediately stepped forward and lifted the cotton cloth on the basket. When the fresh and tender vegetable leaves inside came into view, Luo Baihu laughed loudly: "The order will be passed on to the whole house tonight, and each person will have a big vegetable bag."

If Song Liyun knew that her cabbage was made into steamed stuffed buns, she would definitely be heartbroken to death.

But there are more than 120 staff members in the health center, and there are only [-] catties of vegetables in the basket, which is not enough to eat.

Of course, the cooks in the guards were also reluctant to be so reckless. After careful arrangements by professionals, the whole guard could finally eat fresh vegetables for a few days.

The dumplings sent back by Lin Xiaoqi were cooked separately in a small stove, and became "special offerings" for Luo Baihu and several generals.

Luo Baihu patted the table and scolded after eating the leek flavor inside, "Zhou Xiang and Lin Tao, those two bastards, don't call me after lunch!
To practice tomorrow morning, let all the bastards who went to Song's house for dinner today run ten more laps. "

In the barracks, ten small flags also gathered together. Zhou Xiaoqi and Lin Xiaoqi were wrapped in quilts, tied firmly and thrown in a corner, while others gathered around a basin to grab vegetables.

Lin Xiaoqi yelled in the quilt: "Wang Qi, you bastard, whoever eats alone will bring you home."

His words were ignored.

"These two guys are not authentic." A bearded Xiaoqi stared wide-eyed and looked for fat intestines in the basin.

"That's right, I don't even know how to bring back some stinky meat." Another Xiaoqi grabbed a piece of fat intestines and quickly put it into his mouth.

"What's even more exasperating is that they ate stinky meat and drank alcohol!" the third person complained.

With half a pot of leftovers and two baskets of fresh vegetables, Sui Jin Wei is as lively as Chinese New Year.

In the town, Xue Zhuang had a gloomy face, and drank the wine one after another.

He didn't know that Zhou Xiaoqi and the others went to Song's house for dinner at noon today, but he didn't hear about it until after the guard went to move the vegetables.

Immediately my intestines turned green.

After being harassed by a drunkard at noon, Mrs. Cui cried for a long time.

She scolded Xu Yan'er for jumping into the pit of fire blindly, scolded Xue Zhuang for cheating on her marriage, and scolded Song Liyun for harming her daughter, and now she's not being careful, attracting bees and butterflies at home, and attracting men to her.

To Xue Zhuang's ears, he thought the old lady was crazy, but he didn't think about it carefully.

If he had known that the Song family had invited two small flags and a few sergeants from the guard to dinner today, no matter what he was, he would have the cheek to join in the fun and get in touch with everyone.

Well now, a great opportunity is lost.

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In a courtyard with two entrances in the town, the door was closed tightly, and the air in the room with thick cotton curtains was cloudy and dull.

Jin Sanchong lay on the kang, clutching the gauze around his neck and moaning.

A woman in her thirties came into the room carrying tea soup.

Jin Sanchong asked irritably, "Did someone call?"

The woman lowered her head and said in a low voice: "I've called, Master Huang said he'll be here in a while."

"Hmph! I said you were reincarnated from the death of a mosquito! Hey, you have to die or pay for your words! I can't even hear you clearly."

Jin Sanzhong became more and more anxious, and cursed angrily, but as soon as he spoke loudly, the blood on the gauze around his neck fainted again.

That damn monster is really going to kill himself.

Two days have passed, and the wound is still bleeding.

The woman was obviously very afraid of Jin Sanchong, and when he scolded her, she was even more frightened, even shaking her hand while serving tea.

Seeing that the gauze on Jin Sanzhong's neck was soaked with blood again, she hurriedly whispered: "Master, your gauze should be changed again."

Jin Sanchong snorted: "You know you should change it or not, you are dead! Hurry up and find some Jinchuang ointment."

The woman got up and stumbled and went out again to find ointment and boil hot water.

While she was changing Jin Sanchong's dressing, someone knocked on the courtyard door, and soon a middle-aged man wearing a suede woolen robe and a goatee, looked at a sanctimonious middle-aged man with a dark small bag entering the house.

"Master Huang, help me!"

As soon as he saw someone, Jin Sanzhong ignored the wound on his neck that was still bleeding, turned over and knelt down on the kang and kowtowed to the middle-aged man.

"Hey! What's going on with you?" Huang Changsheng asked with concern as he stepped forward to support Jin Sanzhong.

"Master Huang, I was collecting firewood outside the town a few days ago, and when I encountered something unclean, I was injured by a ghost!" Jin Sanzhong was full of fear.

"Hey! Come on, let's see it first, I've brought everything with me."

Huang Changsheng opened the small bag and took out a stack of yellow paper, a few chicken feathers, and a brush dipped in cinnabar.

When Jin Sanzhong saw those things, he felt relieved, and hurriedly lay down again under the support of the woman.

Huang Changsheng muttered something to himself first, then picked up the cold water next to him and sprayed it left and right in his mouth, and then lifted the gauze around Jin Sanzhong's neck.

At a glance, Huang Changsheng's heart shuddered and he took a deep breath.

There was a deep blood groove on the back of Jin Sanzhong's neck, and his scalp was curled up. Although he was applying ointment, the wound surface turned white and blood oozed out.

He made a living by eliminating evil spirits for people in Suijin Town, and he has never seen "ghost" things hurt people like this.

"You, what are you doing? It doesn't seem to be injured by a ghost."

"Don't worry about the injury, treat me quickly!" Jin Sanzhong urged.

Ever since he was injured by a ghost outside the "haunted house" that night, he hid at home and dared not go out. The wound on his neck was also applied by his wife with ointment, but after two days of nursing, the wound did not heal, and it began to swell and bleed. The pain became more and more unbearable.

He thought that since he was injured by a fierce ghost and the ointment could not cure him, it would be best to let Master Huang do the exorcism.

Looking at the wound, Huang Changsheng frowned: Jin Sanzhong must have gone to Ji's haunted house.

The two people who died outside the town a few years ago had such wounds on their bodies. Their flesh turned over and they bled to death.

(End of this chapter)