I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 320: One Shot in the Head (asking for monthly ticket)
Qin Ze was very excited when Sang Que said he wanted to help, but the amount of food and fodder was so huge that the two of them could not transport it out.

In response to Qin Ze's doubts, Sang Que said she had her own way.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, stay here with them, I'll go there by myself." Sang Que said to Qin Ze.

Qin Ze stood up and said, "No, this is my mission. I have to go with you. This injury is not a problem."

Sang Que nodded. "Okay, let's not delay any further. You've already alerted the enemy. Let's go there now, lest they move their food and fodder to other places during the day."

Sang Que packed up his things and asked Xia Chan and Qiao Ling to stay here to treat the man's injuries, while Xuan Yu stood on the tree to keep watch for them.

It would take at least two days to return to Heishan Village by the normal route, and now it was daytime, so the sedan chair could not be used.

"It seems that I still have to go to Ming Mansion."

Sang Que brought Qin Ze back to the hidden world, walked to the door of Ming Mansion, took a breath, walked forward and knocked on the door, and as soon as he raised his hand, the door of Ming Mansion opened automatically.

Ashes were scattered all over the sky, and the familiar screen wall came into view. There was actually a well in front of the screen wall. There was no need for Sangque to go deeper into the Ming Mansion to look for other wells.

Sang Que and Qin Ze came to the well and looked down. There was milky white jade juice at the bottom of the well, giving off a sweet and mellow aroma of wine. There shouldn't be any water ghosts haunting here, right?

"go!"

Sang Que pressed on the edge of the well, raised his legs and jumped into it without any hesitation, and Qin Ze followed closely behind.

It was as if floating in the clouds, without the cramped feeling of falling into the water. The surrounding was filled with flowing milky white mist. Two shadows were looming in the distance. They were Ming Wanxi, dressed in white, and Huilan, wearing a wedding dress.

They held hands together, smiled gently at Sangque, and raised their hands to point Sangque in a direction.

Sang Que nodded in response and swam in the direction they pointed. After a while, it seemed as if it had passed through a barrier and the feeling of floating suddenly disappeared. Sang Que stepped on solid ground, and there was a wellhead above its head.

"I'll go out and take a look first."

To be on the safe side, Sang Que cast a 'Xun Gua' on himself. This Gua could allow one to enter a hidden state, making it difficult for people and ghosts to detect him. Especially when he was stationary, he could avoid the ghosts' killing rules.

Sangque teleported away from the bottom of the well. Outside was still the hidden world, the yard of Shouhou's house, and Shouhou's mother was actually there too, with her gray hair disheveled and her eyes dull. She sat under the eaves, still reciting the nursery rhyme.

She was no longer a living person and had become part of the curse.

Sang Que glanced at the entire village. The Black Mountain Village in the hidden world was only gray and white, and the layout was exactly the same as she remembered, without any changes.

Not seeing any other people or ghosts for the time being, Sang Que went to the wellhead and gestured to Qin Ze.

The red water plants on Qin Ze's body stretched out and clung to the mouth of the well, allowing him to use the force to climb up from below.

Sang Que also attached a 'Xun Gua' to Qin Ze, telling him the rules and duration of the Gua. If he couldn't find the place to store food and grass within five minutes, he would leave the hidden world first.

Adding the previous consumption, Sangque now has four hexagrams left. If he keeps one to leave the hidden world, he can still use three.

Sang Que took out the embroidered shoes and put them on her feet, and whispered to Qin Ze, "If anything happens, you leave the well by yourself. The two sisters from Ming Mansion will help you leave. I have my own way to escape."

Qin Ze glanced at the bright red embroidered shoes on Sang Que's feet and nodded.

On the day of the ghost disaster in Wangshan City, Sang Que was able to survive in a situation where he was sure to die. Qin Ze believed in Sang Que's ability to save his life.

The village was silent, with only a few corrupt little bugs living in the shadows everywhere.

The two men quickly searched the entire village, and as Sangque had expected, they found a large amount of food and fodder in the yard with the old locust tree, filling up the three rooms inside, and there was also some in the neighboring yards.

Qin Ze wanted to go into the house to check, but was stopped by Sang Que. She walked to the side of one of the rooms, carefully passed her hand through the air, and with her black sleeve, several extremely thin spider silks suddenly appeared.

"There's a trap!" Qin Ze stepped back.

After Sangque checked, he found that there were such spider silk on all the doors. He was afraid that if they touched the spider silk, a puppet would appear immediately to stop them. The puppeteer of the ghost troupe should have mastered the method of using the old locust tree to enter and exit the hidden world.

Sang Que took out the painting from the bamboo tube behind him, released Yin Tong, and spread the painting in the yard.

When he suddenly saw Yin Tong, Qin Ze couldn't help but take a few steps back. He had heard a lot of rumors about Sang Que controlling Yin Tong, but this was the first time he saw it with his own eyes.

Seeing Sang Que asking Yin Tong to protect him and Yin Tong nodding obediently, Qin Ze couldn't believe his eyes.

Is this the vicious Yin Tong who destroyed Fengning City alone and knocked General Cao of Wangshan City down from the sixth floor to the fifth floor?

So good!
"I'll go out and attract the puppeteer's attention. Hurry up and throw all these grain bags onto the painting. Give me a number on how long it will take."

Qin Ze glanced at the painting on the ground. He remembered that Sang Que had shaken Xia Chan out of the painting before. Was this painting a special Yin object? Could it hold something?

Qin Ze suddenly got excited. If they could fit, it would be best to move them all away, but this amount was really...

"If I were alone, it would probably take about an hour."

Sang Que took a breath, bent down, picked up the painting from the ground, and hung it in front of Qin Ze.

Qin Ze saw that in the field in the painting, corpses raised their arms and stood up straight. Led by a female zombie in red, the hundreds of corpses in the painting lined up in an orderly manner and jumped towards the dock in the painting.

Then, the female zombie in red actually jumped out of the painting and landed in front of Qin Ze.

Soon, the entire yard and the outside were filled with ordinary white-haired zombies, at least three hundred of them.

Zombies are stronger than ordinary people and are tireless. They can grab a bag of grain with one hand. To transport the grain, they only need to take it from the house and put it outside. With the help of these zombies, a lot of time can be saved.

Sang Que placed the painting on the open ground and said, "At most a quarter of an hour. If I don't come back, you can take this painting and retreat. Don't worry about these zombies. Yin Tong will follow you."

Qin Ze nodded. Sang Que was about to use her embroidered shoes to leave the hidden world and go outside when she suddenly saw a large distortion in the air under the old locust tree. She hurriedly took Chi Gui through the distortion and successfully came outside.

This is a good thing, otherwise the embroidered shoes will start to pinch your feet after use and you will have to take them off first.

It is cloudy today, and large dark clouds are covering the sky over Heishan Village.

As soon as the mulberry bird came out, it tore the spider silk around the old locust tree. Immediately, one puppet after another hung down from the tree, waving their blade-like arms to attack the red ghost.

The Xun Gua on Sang Que's body will last about half a minute, and the puppets can only see the red ghost.

The red ghost's body was hard, and the blade on the puppet's arm chopped against her body, making a sound of clashing swords. It only scratched her clothes and could not hurt her at all.

The red demon raised his hand in anger, and his sharp claws pierced through the chest of a puppet on the tree and pulled it off the tree.

The sound of wooden mechanisms colliding came from all directions. The deserted village, which was originally deserted, was now filled with humanoid puppets.

But the puppets did not rush forward, they all stayed where they were.

On the roof behind Sangque, a man appeared. He was wrapped tightly in black cloth with only his two eyes exposed. He stared at the red ghost and made a puzzled sound.

"Qu Tianhe is dead, how can you come here?"

At this moment, the puppeteer thought that the red ghost had stumbled here by accident. Just as he was about to control the puppet to imprison the red ghost, a cold voice came from behind him.

"I brought her here."

Before he finished speaking, the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the puppeteer's head, and Sang Que pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom!
In the red smoke, the head under the gunshot exploded, and the puppeteer's body fell straight forward.