Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

Chapter 95 Two Secrets
An hour later.

The soldiers who had a good night's sleep last night came out of their tents one after another.

Some people washed their face with snow, some dug a stove to cook porridge, some practiced boxing and martial arts, and some gnawed hard dry food, applauding from the sidelines...

"Old Wu, look at your scary aura, you should break through to the eighth grade of Houtian soon, right?"

"Hurry up, hurry up! I'm practicing "Murderous Qi Jue", and I'll cut down another seven or eight Di people and designate a breakthrough! By then, my military achievements will be enough for me to be a team leader."

"Hey, Lao Wu, I have a cousin who keeps clamoring that she is going to marry a general and begs me to introduce her. How about introducing you to me when I get back?"

"The captain is only in charge of 50 people, what kind of general is he? And I haven't been a captain yet!"

"My cousin is not worthy of any general! But in my conscience, she is a gentle and virtuous woman, and she is more than enough to match you as an old martial artist! Besides, you are almost 30 years old, and your uncle and aunt must remind you Is it tight?"

"Then... that's fine, if we can both go back alive, let's meet."

"Hey, we're sure we'll make it back alive, can't we, my lord?"

The man looked at Jiang Qingyu and waved.

Jiang Qingyu responded with a smile:

"Yes!"

"Brother Wu's wedding banquet will be held at Qifengju when the time comes, and it will be mine!"

"Let's say it first, all brothers are not allowed to be absent!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was immediately happy, and even the dry food in their hands felt a lot better.

"Fourth Brother!"

"Let's eat something."

At this time, Jiang Qingmeng got down from the carriage and handed a bowl of hot porridge to Jiang Qingyu's hand.

Jiang Qingyu took a few sips.

The porridge is very thick, and it has minced meat and vegetables, which is considered a good meal in the wilderness.

"How did you sleep last night?"

"pretty good."

"The carriage is very comfortable, even the pampered Fifth Sister slept soundly!"

Jiang Qingmeng's eyes were alert, she looked around a few times, and suddenly leaned to Jiang Qingyu's ear and whispered:

"Fourth brother, let me tell you a secret."

"Fifth Sister has a sweetheart!"

Jiang Qingyu was slightly taken aback:
"How did you know?"

Jiang Qingmeng said proudly:

"She told me herself!"

"Last night, Fifth Sister fell asleep and kept talking in her sleep, repeatedly saying the word 'Li Qinghou'!"

Li Qinghou?
Jiang Qingyu had never heard of such a number one young talent in Chu.

But given the vastness of the world, there are countless unknown geniuses, so it's not surprising that he doesn't know someone.

"Do you know this person?"

"I don't know, but the fifth sister has been staying in the Qin Palace, she must be a disciple of the Qin Palace."

Jiang Qingmeng had a playful face:
"Fourth brother, this is a secret, you are not allowed to tell others!"

"If you promise me, I will tell you another secret."

Jiang Qingyu looked helpless.

Speaking of keeping a secret...

You are much more unreliable than me.

"tell me the story."

Jiang Qingmeng blinked:
"Fourth brother, do you still remember those two long-legged sisters named Luqi and Duyou?"

Jiang Qingyu nodded slightly:
"Remember, what's the matter? They also talk in sleep?"

Jiang Qingmeng snorted coldly:
"I knew you remembered!"

"The two of them don't talk in sleep, but they will feed the qin with their blood!"

"When you are ugly every day, pierce your fingertips and drip blood on the strings. Each string drinks seven drops of blood, and the seven strings have a total of 49 drops!"

"Fourth brother..."

"Are all Qin Gong's cultivation methods so weird?"

"..."

Jiang Qingyu said nothing.

Feed the harp with blood, that is an act of evil spirits!

Although Qin Gong is small, it is also a decent family, why would the disciples of the sect do this?
He looked at his sister and asked:

"How do you understand it so clearly?"

Jiang Qingmeng looked arrogant:
"Why is it so difficult? They didn't deliberately hide it from me."

"Besides, we are all good sisters!"

"..."

Jiang Qingyu was speechless.

It's only been a few days, and you're already a good sister?
He really deserves to be a person who has been in the rivers and lakes!

"It doesn't matter if Qingyin has a sweetheart. If the two are in love, and the other party has a clean family background and a fair character, I believe that the father will not beat the mandarin ducks."

"As for the other two..."

"Using blood to feed the zither is an act of demons. I guess the two zithers they brought must have a lot of background. It is likely that they are two demon soldiers. Keep an eye on them."

Hearing the word "magic soldier", Jiang Qingmeng looked terrified.

There are many famous weapons in Jianghu, which can be called "magic soldiers", each of which is stained with countless blood, and spirituality is born in the killing.

Backlash against the master, obliterate the master's sanity, make him lose himself, and indulge in killing...

Even a well-known demon soldier in the Jianghu has no good end for his master!

It even affects the people around you!
"Fourth brother, don't scare me! Then, will I be in any danger then?"

Jiang Qingyu comforted:

"It's not a magic soldier, it's also a similar object. As for the danger..."

"With Qingyin here, what are you afraid of?"

"Moreover, the master of the Qin Palace and the father are close friends, and the people they send are probably reliable."

But Jiang Qingmeng was still uneasy:

"Then what if I am unlucky and happen to meet that ten or two?"

"..."

Jiang Qingyu rubbed the opponent's head and joked:
"The fourth brother promises that every Qingming Festival will burn a lot of paper money for you."

"very many!"

"..."

Jiang Qingmeng gritted her teeth angrily.

……

Suddenly.

Yu An came over with several killers who were full of flowers:
"Young master, the scouts are here to report."

"Thirty miles away, there is a Di army of 500 people rushing towards the west. It seems that they are going to encircle and suppress the second son."

"Most of the 500 people are light infantry, and there are less than 200 cavalry. It looks like a random army put together by several small tribes."

A full-blown killer added:

"The enemy general is very vigilant, and has sent dozens of scouts. Every two hours, the scouts have to go back to report the situation. In order to avoid alarming the enemy, we have not rashly attacked the scouts for the time being."

Jiang Qingyu praised:

"You're doing the right thing."

"How strong is the enemy general? How many talents are there in the army?"

The killer said in a deep voice:

"The main general of the enemy army is at the Fate Star Realm. As for how many innates there are..."

"We didn't dare to get too close, so we couldn't investigate clearly."

At this time, the black armor general Duoji also came over:

"Young master, do you want to fight?"

"There are less than 20 people in Beidi's Haoyue Realm. Apart from the leaders and high priests of the eight major tribes, there are only two people from other tribes."

"One is called Wuliji, and the other is called Du Lengcang."

"The tribes the two belong to are both on the west side of the grassland, so it stands to reason that they are unlikely to appear in this area."

"As long as we don't have the Bright Moon Realm, with our current strength, we don't have to worry about meeting seven or eight Fate Star Realms!"

It is not difficult to see that Duoji is inclined to fight this battle.

But Jiang Qingyu was worried.

Very simple.

The appearance of this army was too coincidental, no matter the time, place, or number of people seemed to have been premeditated, just waiting to lead people up to throw themselves into the trap.

He looked around.

However, every soldier was holding a weapon at this time, looking at him firmly, with a fighting spirit.

"Young master, hit!"

"I haven't cut anyone for more than a month, my knife is almost rusting!"

"Young master, give the order!"

"Cut him!"

……

Seeing this scene, Jiang Qingyu knew that this battle must be fought.

Blindly avoiding them will only lower morale step by step.

But rushing forward rashly, there is a risk of being fooled.

"What do you think of General Yu?"

He tilted his head to ask Yu An for his opinion.

Yu An honestly smiled:
"Young Master, if you have concerns, you might as well let them go for a day. If the enemy army goes all the way to the west, it is likely that they are really going to encircle and suppress the Second Young Master. It's coming for us."

"In the first case, we can wait until the enemy army is exhausted at night before going forward to make a surprise attack, so as to reduce our own casualties."

"As for the second situation, there are eighty-nine times out of ten that the enemy army hides the Bright Moon Realm..."

Jiang Qingyu looked calm:
"In the second case..."

"Then find someone to kill that Bright Moon Realm."

……

at the same time.

fifty miles away.

Four old monks were walking with three young novice monks.

Among them was an old monk with kind eyes and kind eyes. His feet were bare, but his feet and hands were shackled. He looked like a sinner.

however……

The rest of the monks respected him very much, a few steps behind, and vaguely took him as the leader.

A little monk struggled to carry a crescent shovel, freeing one hand to cover his stomach:
"Master Liujie, I'm hungry..."

The leading old monk clasped his hands together:
"Amitabha, master, I'm looking for someone to ask for alms."

The little monk looked innocent:
"But master, according to the description on the map, there is no Diren tribe in front of us?"

The old monk patted his head.

The sound of chains was a bit harsh.

"Amitabha, the Buddha is in my heart."

"The world is so big, where is there no benefactor?"

(End of this chapter)