The general's wife through time

Chapter 122 There is no more black butterfly shell in South Vietnam

"Turning the auction into an opportunity...teaching them the art of war...painting the house with shells!"

In the camp, Qin Huangyuan sat on the ground, reading Mu Xian's "Word Book" at a glance by the flickering light of the fire. His expression was calm, but he murmured and fell into deep thought.

Bai Hu lay at Qin Huangyuan's feet and yawned loudly.

A breeze was blown by it, scattering the stacked letters.

Bai Hu quietly opened his eyelids a crack and stared at the contents of the letter.

Let her know what interesting things happened at home recently.

She wasn't making any rash assertions, there were various signs that showed that the master's wife definitely came from time-travel. Even if she didn't know which time and space she came from, she might be from her hometown.

She has thought about it. Although she is now the king of beasts and cannot speak human words, she can secretly write and communicate with her master's wife after returning home, so that she will not be lonely. Even if she cannot cultivate into a human form and cannot marry her master, she will not be afraid. Now, with her tiger body that everyone fears, she will surely win the heart of her master's wife. She can carry her master's wife everywhere. She must be able to bend to follow her master now, and she will probably be able to "stretch" in the future. Because she has a good relationship with her master and his wife, she may no longer have to recognize her as master, but she can still be friends with her. It’s not that she dislikes her master, it’s mainly because in her previous life, everyone was equal in the world and there was no need for masters and servants. …

Bai Hu was happily thinking about the future. Suddenly, an afterimage of Qin Shuanyuan's hand floated past, and the pieces of letter paper were sucked into his palm and fell back into his hand obediently.

Bai Hu came back to his senses and only had time to see a simple drawing on the last page of a villain who was having his brain drained. Above the simple drawing were three large characters "Go home quickly!" in a row, like a banner.

What the hell?

The one named Mu Xian is still so out of character!
Bai Hu curled his lips in disgust and turned his head slightly to see Qin Huangyuan's pair of pitch-black eyes shining with a dim light.

"What the hell...it's pretty awesome." After digesting the "storybook" for a short time, Qin Shuanyuan said calmly.

His son Duan Fang, except for being more decisive in killing on the battlefield, never uttered bad words. . . . . .

"General, we are back!" Yao Guang shouted happily to Qin Huangyuan as soon as he entered their territory.

He was soaked all over, and Qin San and Qin Si who followed him were even more embarrassed. Not only were their clothes dripping, but their faces were covered with mud.

Yao Guang took off his soaked top and threw it to Kaiyang, "Help me bake it! It's been washed in sea water, it's clean!"

Kaiyang's eyes were quick and he quickly raised his hand to block it, so that his face was not covered with wet clothes.

He squeezed a handful of water from his clothes in disgust, took them to the campfire and roasted them carefully, while listening to the conversation with his ears.

Hearing Yao Guang's voice, Qin Huangyuan opened the curtain and walked out of the tent. Bai Hu imitated Qin Huangyuan's elegant steps and followed him out.

"General!"

"General!"

Seeing Qin Shuanyuan, Qin San and Qin Si were particularly excited. They rushed to Qin Shuanyuan with excitement and danced. They imitated Yao Guang and called him "general", and then they spread their hands, two pairs of big hands full of mud. There were two black butterfly shells lying there.

Yao Guang took the dry clothes handed over by the guard, dressed randomly on his body, laughed and continued: "Haha, general, I didn't expect that Qin San and Qin Si, these two landlubbers, have now become good fish catchers. I really don't know what they are." How to accurately find the location of the black butterfly shell. What they have in their hands are the last two black butterfly shells in South Vietnam. I will bring them back to life."

Qin Huangyuan stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Qin San and Qin Si with a complicated expression, and responded, "Okay!"

Yao Guang suddenly said with some uncertainty: "All the black butterfly Beijia can be piled up in three large ships. Are they really sent back to Madam?" Qin Shuanyuan: "Well, let people watch it, and wait until the matter here is settled. I’ll take it back myself.”

Take it back and keep it to paint that woman's house!
He didn't expect that the woman could even make good use of shells...

Thinking that the black butterfly shells had turned into wall paint, Qin Huangyuan actually had an urge to tell the king of South Vietnam this "good news" as soon as possible...

Yao Guang scratched his head, "General, when those black butterfly shells were fished out, they were still glowing with a faint red light, but as soon as they were delivered to Linyuan City, the red light disappeared immediately."

Hearing this, Kaiyang came over with half-dry clothes and interjected: "Also, there are some strange phenomena in South Vietnam, such as people sleepwalking, etc., but they became normal once they arrived in Linyuan City. , it seems that no matter what weird things happen in South Vietnam, they can't get past Linyuan City. Do you think it's Mrs. Ling..."

"Yeah." Qin Huangyuan didn't hear what Kaiyang and Yaoguang said later. He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Linyuan City. He didn't believe in strange powers, chaos, gods, evil ways, but at this moment, he only had one explanation in his mind: because Linyuan There is a spell in the city that Ling Xue has laid down with his life to punish rape and eliminate evil, guarding the peace of the area and guarding the south gate of Dajing. Therefore, the evil magic of South Vietnam cannot pass through Linyuan and cannot reach Dajing.

……

The night was dark and windy, with strong winds roaring wildly and dark clouds gathering into strange shapes over a basin.

A dozen figures used their light skills to the extreme and quietly landed on the top of the mountain.

As soon as Qin San and Qin Si put the white tiger they were carrying on the ground, an arrow shot over, followed by a dense rain of arrows...

The white tiger lay on the ground, holding his head with his two front paws, looking at the branches that had just been broken under him, and then at Qin Huangyuan, with an innocent look on his face.

She didn't intentionally break the branches to make the noise, you believe her!
Qin Huangyuan's cold eyes suddenly appeared under the mask.

He easily dodged three sharp arrows with a neat spin, and the spear in his hand was danced with great force. The night wind changed its direction because of him, and the rain of arrows was completely vulnerable to his spear.

He protected the white tiger tightly behind him, flicked his left hand without any warning, and threw a thunder and fire bomb.

Kaiyang and Yaoguang followed closely with more than a dozen people. Countless thunder and fire bombs were aimed at the source of the arrows, and finally exploded in the forest.

Explosions and wails were heard all the time.

Kaiyang led a few people into the darkness to deal with the remaining ambush around them. Yaoguang led Qin San and Qin Si to stay where they were, throwing thunder and fire bombs at the altar in the basin below, launching uninterrupted attacks.

A thunder bomb exploded the huge brazier on the altar. In an instant, the fire shot into the sky, reflecting the throne made of black shells in the center of the altar, the South Vietnamese monarch who was casting a spell, and countless royal boys who were tied to stone pillars for sacrifice. Girl, the bright red blood is flowing along the lines on the altar, gradually carving out a strange rune...

Although he was far away from the altar, Bai Hu inexplicably felt the hot flames coming towards his face, along with the pungent smell of blood and evil...

Qin Huangyuan knelt down gracefully, patted the small bundle that Bai Hu was carrying, handed a rope from it to Bai Hu's mouth, and said in an unprecedented patient tone, "If something unexpected happens, I won't take care of you. Just open this, I taught you how to use it before, don’t be afraid, just follow the steps and you’ll be fine.”

Ling Xue told him before that the white tiger was a sacred beast that was born to restrain evil. It was precisely because of this sentence that he decided to take the white tiger in. Before, Ling Yuwei tried to control him with a porcelain vase containing poison. He saw that Bai Hu not only refused to let Ling Yuwei get close, but also found an opportunity to overturn the porcelain vase and sprinkle all the voodoo insects on Ling Yuwei. Moreover, Qin San and Qin Si had recently gotten closer to Bai Hu. Their minds were obviously much clearer.

Not only was he sure that the white tiger understood the poisonous insects and could restrain them, but he could also understand what they said. These things proved that his white tiger was extraordinary.

The royal family of South Vietnam is good at poisoning, and it is said that the successive kings of South Vietnam have inherited secret magic. In the last battle, there was a slight mistake, and the victory was almost defeated. The King of Nanyue seized the opportunity to make a comeback. It was a small matter, and the big deal was to fight again. But the soldiers who were poisoned and turned into a ghost army were what Qin Shuanyuan was most worried about.

After Ling Xue passed away, Qin Huangyuan didn't trust other Gu Masters at all. Now in the crucial battle, he believed in Bai Hu more than the people he found from outside, so he decided to let Bai Hu cooperate with him.

(End of this chapter)