Those years when I cooked big pot rice in the Qin Dynasty

Aning folded his arms and looked at him: "Get up!"

"Can't afford it!"

Gu Xiaowei Jing Zhao hugged his little quilt and turned to face the wall.

He lost his face!

Let him die alone in this room alone.

Gu Jingzhao was forcibly dragged out of the room by Aning.

Shandan and the others looked at him worriedly at the door, only Ah Fu, who was standing at the farthest end, smiled teasingly with his hands folded.

Everyone is worried about him, only Ah Fu is watching the joke, this guy is having a good time!
Jing Zhao rolled his eyes at him, coughed lightly and walked out of the room slowly.As long as he is not embarrassed, embarrassment will not find him!

"Ah Fu, take a few people to check the Anxi water source, find the source of the disease, and solve it as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, he said to Shandan: "Chief Shandan, I still need you to send a few people to Xiaxi to bring Zhiping and other villagers to Shangxi. The Shangxi plain is wide and the land is fertile. From now on , we settled down at Shangxi."

Both agreed to come down.

Only then did Jing Zhao turn his attention to Ermu, who was kidnapped by them yesterday.

Jing Zhao held the black flute and looked at him with a half-smile: "Are you going to submit to me, or are you planning to submit to me?"

As soon as Jing Zhao finished speaking, Little Biscuit also slowly climbed down from the branch. The huge snake head was only a foot away from Ermu, and he could clearly smell the grassy smell on it.

Ermu's expression twisted twice: "Is there any difference between these two choices?"

Jing Zhao shrugged: "There is no difference."

The corner of Ermu's mouth twitched, that means he had no choice!

He took Gu Jingzhao to Ci Huanhu's pharmacy, and he was the one who watched them burn down the pharmacy.If Ci Huanhu finds out about this, it is absolutely impossible to forgive him lightly.

It seems that for him now, the best choice is to submit to Gu Jingzhao...

After he figured it out, he closed his eyes sadly and nodded heavily.

Seeing how sensible he was, Little Biscuit slowly withdrew her body and lay down on the tree again, closing her eyes lazily.

Jing Zhao untied the rope for him, "Go and summon all the villagers in Shangxi to the ancestral hall, I want to give a lecture."

Ermu responded, Jing Zhao thought for a while, then turned to Aning and said, "I'm not at ease with this kid acting alone."

Aning instantly understood what he meant.

The body leaning on the door immediately stood up straight, and the boy followed Ermu out the door.

Jing Zhao led the rest of the people to the ancestral hall.

Ah Fu followed, folded his arms and made a distressed look: "Little boss, you haggard, I'm almost worried to death, you didn't sleep well last night, did you? Would you like someone to prescribe you a remedy. "

Jing Zhao glanced at him, and the little green tea started again!

Jing Zhao asked with a smile, "How?"

"Little Boss, this is a nightmare disease. It is caused by worry, and the crux is in the heart." He said and pointed to Jing Zhao's left chest, which was poking at his heart.

Jing Zhao paused, with a half-smile, he lowered his eyes to see a certain claw poking at his chest, and grabbed Ah Fu's wrist.

"I've heard that eating makes up for it. In your opinion, should I eat to make up for my heart?"

Ah Fu saw a murderous intent in his eyes, his heart sank, and he said it was bad!But the wrist was held tightly by Jing Zhao, unable to move at all.

Jing Zhao approached him, deliberately showing two canine teeth, "Doctor Afu, why don't you dig out your heart and make it up for me?"

Ah Fu flinched.

Gu Jingzhao is no longer the original Gu Jingzhao.

Now he can kill people and control snakes, with a biscuit on the left and Aning on the right.If you really angered him, your own life would be lost!

Ah Fu coughed twice: "I'm not joking, I have to go and see what's going on with the water in Anxi. If the water source problem is not resolved for a day, the epidemic will never end."

Ah Fu grabbed his hand again, and Jing Zhao let it go.

The guy ran away in a hurry without even looking back.

Jing Zhao looked at his back and curled his mouth, fortunately this guy ran fast, otherwise he would have to scare him once.

The ancestral hall is still in a mess.

The bodies of priests, soldiers, and poisonous snakes that died yesterday were scattered on the ground. The smell of blood was accompanied by the smell of rotting corpses, and the stench was overwhelming.

Jing Zhao didn't mind at all, and walked step by step to the high platform step by step with the blood that had dried up and been washed away by the rain. He jumped onto a table and sat on it casually, with one foot bent and the other Put it on casually, while shaking lightly.

Jing Zhao's eyes were lazy, looking straight ahead without focus.

Ermu led the crowd into the ancestral hall, he glanced over lazily and indifferently, the moment he looked at the crowd, his gaze was like a king looking down on the world.

The audience was restless, and everyone's exclamations, screams and panic made the whole room chaotic.

Jing Zhao frowned impatiently, he tapped the corner of the table with his flute, and with a few crisp knocks, everyone turned their attention to him.

Those voices just now gradually quieted down. They looked at him with panic and fear in their eyes.

Jing Zhao swept across the crowd lightly.

"I have only one sentence."

"I, Gu Jingzhao, declare war on the priest here today. Do you submit to me or the priest?"

He finished.

The audience was silent.

A few senior elders in Shangxi immediately went to pull Ermu's sleeves, and asked him in a low voice, "Have you followed Gu Jingzhao, you little brat?!"

Ermu frowned, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

"Uncle! Now times have changed, following Gu Jingzhao is not necessarily a bad thing. If we follow him now, we can still get a blessing, otherwise...do you think the priest can spare us?"

Several elders gathered around Ermu, "Have you forgotten why Xiaxi was slaughtered by the priest? Betrayal! Priests hate betrayal!"

Ermu looked at them and paused every word: "Aren't we betraying now?"

He pointed to the heads of ten priests connected in a row on the steps, "If the great witch finds them and asks about the whereabouts of the twelve priests, can we hand them over?"

"That's Gu Jingzhao's crime! What does it have to do with us?"

Jing Zhao was sitting on the stage, listening to their argument leisurely.

Ermu has seen the situation clearly, and he knows what to do.Are there eggs under the overturned nest?The priest died in Shangxi, and none of the people in Shangxi could escape!
How could the Great Witch and the Witch Ancestor listen to the explanations of a group of foolish people?

Only relying on him, only him, Gu Jingzhao, is their only refuge!
Ermu explained for a long time, that this group of stubborn old people just couldn't understand what he meant, they were clinging to old ideas, they were unconditionally foolish and loyal priests.

One of them stood up, and that person was also a very prestigious elder in Shangxi.

He walked up to Gu Jingzhao with a cane: "I object! Ask me to obey you and wait for my next life!"

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow flashed past.

The fast speed brought up strong winds, and before everyone could see the shadow clearly, the elder disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone followed the direction where the shadow disappeared. The biscuit opened its bloody mouth, clicked twice, and the elder disappeared into the mouth of the abyss.