Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 1132
Ding Ermiao was even more surprised and couldn't understand Yu Qiangguo, whom he had never met before.

I will bring the six evil commanders, the four ghost kings, and countless ghost soldiers and ghosts to destroy Lu Xianzi here. Isn't something big going to happen?
What does it mean that Yu Qiangguo keeps waiting for this opportunity?
"Your Uncle Yu, did you really say that?" After a long time, Ding Ermiao asked.

Zhou Yinguo nodded again, indicating that he was right.

"Miss Zhou, can you take us to meet your Uncle Yu?" Ding Ermiao said: "I am very interested in your Uncle Yu, and I want to... ask him to be my guide."

"Brother Ding, don't call me Miss Zhou, just call me Yingguo." Zhou Yingguo smiled and said:
"Uncle Yu has been in the mountains for two or three days. My mother was worried and asked me to come and take a look. Since you have gone into the mountains, it's just right. I will go with you to find Uncle Yu."

Ding Ermiao immediately nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll ask Miss Yingguo to take us into the mountain."

"Your mother... are you worried about Uncle Yu?" Wan Shugao keenly grasped the key point and asked in a gossipy manner.

"Yes, my mother and Uncle Yu were classmates and were sent here together." Zhou Yingguo didn't care, squatting down and looking for something under Yu Qiangguo's bed.

It’s not simple. The situation here must not be simple.Ding Ermiao and Wan Shugao looked at each other, teasing in their hearts.

"Sister Yingguo, what are you looking for?" Wan Shugao's ruthless eyes swept around Zhou Yingguo's waist and hips and asked.

"Looking for a gun, you need to bring a gun with you when you go into the mountains, for self-defense and for hunting." As he spoke, Zhou Yingguo straightened up and held a single-barrel powder gun in his hand.

Wan Shugao was shocked and said: "You can also hunt, Yingguo girl? I really didn't realize it."

"Who here doesn't know how to shoot and hunt? Besides, I was raised as a boy since I was a child." Zhou Yingguo smiled, picked up the rag from the table, wiped the barrel of the gun, and checked the gun.

The size of this shotgun is slightly shorter, only about four feet long. It should be customized for Zhou Yingguo.

Because Zhou Yingguo is a girl and her height is limited, she cannot use a gun that is too long, making it difficult to operate.

After the gun inspection was completed, Zhou Yingguo found iron sand gunpowder and primer, then put on his leggings, shouldered the shotgun with the bamboo basket on his back, tilted his head and said: "You can go, two brothers."

The way he moved his hands and feet showed a heroic appearance that could compete with Gu Qinglan.

Ding Ermiao smiled and went out with Wan Shugao. Under the leadership of Zhou Yinguo, they headed towards the mountains.

It's already three o'clock in the afternoon, but the Daxing'an Mountains in summer have a long sunshine time, so it seems that the sun is still shining.

"Sister Yingguo, you can take us into the mountains with confidence, and you are not afraid that we are bad guys?" Wan Shugao followed behind, looking at Zhou Yingguo's figure, and said with evil intentions.

"There are no bad people in the mountains, and the guests who come here will not be bad people." Zhou Yingguo turned around, smiled confidently, and said: "Besides, I have a gun in my hand, so I am not afraid of bad people."

Ding Ermiao smiled and said nothing. If he really met a bad guy, what's the use of a shotgun?As long as your shotgun is taken away from behind, you will become a lamb to be slaughtered.

However, it is indeed rare for mountain people to trust their guests. In today's society, such open trust has almost disappeared.

The further we walked, the darker and darker the forest became. The sparse sunlight shone down from the branches and leaves, illuminating the ground in patches.

"Two eldest brothers, where are the large forces of your prospecting and survey team? Why can't you see them yet?" Zhou Yingguo stopped, looked at the surrounding environment, and said: "If I can't find Uncle Yu, I should also gone back."

"The main force should be right in front, not far away..." Ding Ermiao hesitated and asked, "Don't you know where your Uncle Yu is hunting?"

Zhou Yingguo picked up the shotgun, loaded the gunpowder, and said, "Wait until I fire a shot and see. Uncle Yu should respond when he hears my gunshot."

But just as Zhou Yingguo filled up his gunpowder, he heard a gunshot from the northwest: "Bang...!"

After the sound of the shotgun, there was another scream: "Ah...!"

Wan Shugao and Ding Ermiao changed their colors at the same time, and said at the same time: "It's Master Fan Ba's cry!"

Zhou Yingguo nervously held the shotgun tightly, looked towards the place where the gunshot was fired, and asked: "Master Fan..., who is it?"

Before Ding Ermiao had time to answer, he saw black smoke billowing from the northwest. Hei Wuchang shouted in the black smoke: "Generalissimo, I have been shot..."

"What the hell?!" Without even thinking, Zhou Yingguo raised the shotgun, pointed it at the black smoke, pulled the trigger, and heard another crisp gunshot: "Bang...!"

"Don't fight Yingguo, we are friends!" Ding Ermiao shouted hurriedly, but it was already a step too late.

"Fuck, I got shot again..." Hei Wuchang yelled again and fell to the ground, trembling.

He scored two consecutive hits in broad daylight. Even though he had a deep cultivation level, he was still a little unable to withstand it.

"Oh my god, are you a ghost?" Zhou Yingguo screamed, hid behind Ding Ermiao, and tremblingly poured gunpowder again.

Ding Ermiao hurriedly turned around, grabbed Zhou Yingguo's shotgun, and said: "Sister Yingguo, don't get me wrong, we are all our own people, he is a good ghost, my friend..."

"How could your friend be a ghost?" Zhou Yingguo was horrified and wanted to run away, but he didn't dare.

Ding Ermiao was about to explain when he heard the rustling of footsteps and at the same time a man shouted loudly: "Is that Yingguo over there? I'm your Uncle Yu!"

"Uncle Yu, I'm here. Come quickly, there's a ghost here!" Zhou Yingguo shouted with joy.

It seemed that Uncle Yu was Zhou Yingguo's patron saint and the hero in her heart.

With a whoosh, Hei Wuchang turned into the wind and disappeared without a trace.He didn't want to get shot again, so he had to avoid it.

Behind the bushes, a burly man turned around, wearing a peaked cap and yellow military trousers, pointing a gun at Ding Ermiao and Wan Shugao, and shouted: "Who are you? Bring Yingguo here, What do you want to do?"

Looking at it, it looks a bit like a western cowboy.It is very different from the image of a rough Northeastern man in Ding Ermiao's mind.

Wan Shugao pushed Zhou Yingguo in front of him and said, "Hey, hey, hey, if you have something to say, don't shoot!"

"Uncle Yu, don't be impulsive. They are not bad people. They are the people you calculated a few days ago. One is named Wan Shugao and the other is Ding Ermiao..." Zhou Yingguo hurriedly opened his hands and stopped Ding Ermiao and Wan Shugao. in front of you.

Yu Qiangguo looked at it for a long time, then put away the shotgun and nodded: "It is indeed you."

Ding Ermiao smiled slightly and said, "Uncle Yu, do you know us?"

"I don't know, I guessed it." Yu Qiangguo stared at Ding Ermiao and said, "Did you bring that ghost just now?"

(End of this chapter)