I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 153: Sickness (asking for monthly ticket)

Deep in the mountain village, is where the boss lives.

Lu Zhi, with a face full of flesh and murderous aura, sat in a wide chair, holding in his arms a trembling woman who was trying hard to hold back tears.

There were three people kneeling at his feet, all of them were decent girls that he had his men abducted from various places.

Qu Tianhe, who was dressed as a scholar, pinched the chin of one of the women, and seeing that she was crying, he took out a handkerchief, shook it open, and gently wiped the tears from the woman's face.

"Don't cry. It won't look good if you cry."

After looking at the appearance of the three women one by one, Qu Tianhe was somewhat dissatisfied. He was the one who carefully selected and trained the jumping corpse last time, but he abandoned her in order to escape.

What is lost is always the best, and when he chooses a new one, he always feels that it is not as good as the previous one.

"Is that all?" Qu Tianhe asked.

Lu Zhi said in a gruff voice, "Recently, the situation has been tense. Jinzhou has sent troops to encircle and suppress us. I don't want to anger the Qinzhou government again. When the time comes, I can only hide in the stockade on the water."

A cunning rabbit has three burrows. Lu Zhi and his group have three strongholds, one in Maple Leaf Ridge in Qinzhou, over the mountain, and one in Shishi Ridge in Jinzhou. If the two places are surrounded, he has another village on the island in the middle of Yanqi Lake behind.

Most of the people in their village are fishermen from the surrounding area. The water has become more and more dangerous in recent years, and there are not many fish to begin with. The imperial court has also increased various fishing and commercial taxes, and forcibly conscripted strong laborers from fishermen to build a water palace for the dog emperor. Why?
As it was impossible for everyone to survive, they simply turned into bandits. Without those taxes, they robbed whenever they could. If they couldn't rob, they lived on the fish from Qixia Lake, which was quite free and easy.

Qu Tianhe said, "If you disperse your forces like this, it will be easier for the government to wipe you out. It would be better for you to retreat to the village in the lake and use the water as a shield, which will be safer."

Lu Zhi thought for a moment and said, "We will move after the Cold Clothes Festival tomorrow. There will be many people going out tomorrow, so we can bring more zombies back so that we can stay in the water village and raise a batch of zombies."

Lu Zhi is a man who listens to advice and is cautious enough. Qu Tianhe only hopes that he can hide a little longer this time.

Once he shortens the time it takes to raise the jumping corpses, the entire Qinzhou will be in his pocket.

Qu Tianhe's expression eased a little and he looked outside the house. It was getting dark and the bandits outside were walking back and forth carrying jars of wine and setting up a bonfire to prepare for a barbecue.

Qu Tianhe grabbed a woman on the ground and prepared to leave. No matter what, he would kill her and keep her alive first, and then change her if he met a better one later.

"No, please let me go."

The woman cried and begged for mercy, but Qu Tianhe turned a deaf ear to her.

Lu Zhi also looked forward to the future scene of driving the zombie army to fight against the government. He was in a good mood. When he saw Qu Tianhe was about to leave, he pushed the woman in his arms down and wanted to do something wrong.

Suddenly, an arrow came through the wind and instantly pierced through Lu's hand that was reaching out to the woman, nailing his hand to the back of the chair behind him.

"Let her go!"

Lu Zhi groaned and looked up in shock, only to see a thin grey mist hanging over the beams of the house. A girl in black was holding a hunting bow, with a night ranger mask on her face and a stern look in her eyes.

When Qu Tianhe heard the noise, he pulled the woman in his hand in front of him. When he looked up and saw the Night Patrol Envoy, he trembled all over and turned around to run away.

"Girls, close your eyes!"

Hearing the sound, several women present closed their eyes in fear. Sang Que took out the bronze mirror and turned it over, and a tangled ball of hanging ropes fell out of it.

Lu Zhi kept looking up at Sang Que, and when he saw the rope, it was too late. A rough hemp rope quickly wrapped around his neck and hung him in the air.

Qu Tianhe had just run to the back door of the house when rolling gray fog rushed towards him like a flood. The woman in his hand disappeared, and at the same time, the sound of an arrow breaking through the air came from behind his head.

Qu Tianhe threw himself to the side and suddenly a pair of black boots appeared in front of him. He raised his head and chopped down with a bloody and murderous knife.

"Wait!"

Qu Tianhe shouted for mercy, but Sang Que's knife didn't stop at all and hit him hard on the shoulder.

The blade tore open Qu Tianhe's clothes, revealing his wrinkled, blue skin underneath, which was as hard as a zombie's. The blade didn't even break his skin.

At this moment, a bone-chilling coldness attacked Sangque from behind. "Cough, cough, cough!"

Two coughs and the chill pushed away the evil fog around Sang Que, which enveloped him irresistibly. Sang Que could not even see what it was. His body suddenly became weak and the ticking sound in his head began to recall.

That cough cost her her life!

Qu Tianhe took the opportunity to get up and try to escape, but Sang Que reached into his arms with his left hand, which had been cut long ago, and grabbed the key and the nail.

The theater spread out in an instant, covering Qu Tianhe and the unknown existence behind him. Sang Que turned around and smashed out the iron nails.

She found this iron nail under a tree in her home garden. It is a Southeast Asian sorcery that had nailed the female ghost in her home to the spot and has the ability to immobilize evil spirits.

"Play with me~"

The theater was pitch black, and the five little ghosts had already gone to look for Qu Tianhe.

Sang Que felt her body gradually recovering, and she saw a skinny ghost figure, full of illness, standing there hunched over, with broken pieces of jade gourd under his feet.

Jade also has the ability to seal. This sick ghost is not controlled by Qu Tianhe, but released by him.

After living in peace and comfort in Wangshan City for half a month, she almost forgot about the dangers outside.

The iron nails nailed on the sick ghost fell to the ground with a clang. Sang Que had just recovered some strength and was about to take the soul-locking rope and bronze mirror to catch the sick ghost opposite, but the sick ghost disappeared silently.

Sang Que turned around and found that Qu Tianhe was gone from the theatre. Old Tian stood there in a daze and the five little ghosts started crying.

"He ran away—"

Sang Que picked up the iron nail. This thing was not a Yin object and had no side effects.

After this use, the Nanyang blood words remaining on the nail have faded a little, and the nail will slowly be damaged with use.

Lao Tian looked at Sangque eagerly, waiting for the sacrifice that Sangque would give him after he used the theater.

Sang Que took out the bronze mirror and asked expressionlessly, "Do you want a rope to hang yourself?"

Lao Tian turned and left, Sang Que shrugged and sighed.

Qu Tianhe's ability to escape is quite impressive. He must have some kind of Yin object like the embroidered shoes that can break through the boundary.

The theater gradually disappeared, and Sang Que saw at a glance the skinny and sickly man standing behind Lu Zhi. He clenched his fist to his mouth and was about to cough.

In a flash, Sang Que immediately retracted the evil fog that had been spread over a large area, and pulled the girl lying at Lu Zhi's feet to his side, trying his best to use the evil fog to block out the sound.

In the sight, the sick man coughed silently a few times. Lu Zhi, who had just been freed from the hanging rope, stiffened all over and fell straight to the ground, dead.

Beside Sang Que, neither the four abducted girls nor she heard any coughing, and they were all still alive.

Such a terrifying existence was able to force away her evil fog just now, it must be a ghost level.

After Lu Zhi died, the sick ghost turned around to look at Sang Que, then disappeared again, and no one knew where he went.

"It's okay girls, hide first, someone will come to rescue you soon."

Sang Que comforted him and continued to chase Qu Tianhe.

The evil fog blocked the bandits outside. They didn't know yet that their leader was dead and were still preparing wine and food for the night.

Sang Que chased to the side of the mountain village and saw some green sparks on the ground, and knew that He Buning and Qu Tianhe had started fighting.

However, the direction he ran in was towards the cliff where Xiaoliu and Xia Chan were guarding.

See you tomorrow~