I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 447: On the Road (asking for monthly tickets)

It took more than half a month just to make all the preliminary preparations for going to Yufu Village.

Everything that needed to be explained has been explained, and the supplies that needed to be delivered to the Dawn Base have been fully stockpiled. If we save a little on food, it will be enough to last for three years.

With sufficient weapons and equipment, even if Sang Que is not here, it will not be a problem to hold out for half a year if people from the imperial court attack.

Sang Que also told Zhao Yunshu and Liu Tianyou that if He Buning really led his troops to fight, they should not consider anything else. If they can win, they should fight. If they cannot win, they should retreat.

Everything was ready. On the Qingming Festival, Sang Que, Xia Chan, Hua Qianmian and Qin Ze quietly left.

A paper carriage galloped across the land filled with blood mist.

Although the fog was thick, Qinzhou's original official road was still intact. Moreover, the paper carriage made by the paper-folding craftsman ran at a different speed from ordinary carriages. The red umbrella ghost stood on the top of the carriage with an umbrella, and four ghost slaves protected him on both sides, which could effectively resist the evil ghosts that appeared in the blood fog.

Qin Ze was still dressed as a corpse catcher, with a red cloth tied around his arm and a dogtail grass in his mouth. He was leaning against the shaft of a cart, flipping through a book with great interest. He cried, laughed, clapped his legs, and beat his chest.

The book was a modern online novel, secretly brought by someone from the Dawn Base. After Qin Ze came across it by accident, he became addicted to it and even went to school to learn simplified Chinese characters.

After turning to the last page, Qin Ze sat up straight, spat out the grass in his mouth, and was shocked. "How come there is no more? Such a thick book is not finished!"

Qin Ze was so anxious that he scratched his head and cheeks. The plot was interrupted at the most critical point. He was holding his breath and immediately opened the carriage curtain and asked Sang Que, "What's the sequel of this book?"

In the carriage, Xia Chan was playing Gobang with Hua Qianmian. The chess pieces were attached to the board with a magnet, so they were not afraid of the bumpy ride. Xia Chan and Hua Qianmian won and lost equally, and both of them had white paper strips stuck on their faces.

Sang Que closed his eyes to rest, and when he heard Qin Ze's voice, he opened his eyes and glanced at the book he held up. After seeing the title clearly, Sang Que said, "This book was discontinued several years ago."

"Ah?" Qin Ze opened his eyes wide in shock. In order to read these online novels, he often hung out with young people from modern times and could understand terms like eunuch.

Qin Ze's lips moved silently, and combined with the expression on his face, he cursed very dirty.

Qin Ze shook the book in his hand, "Is there no one to take care of it? Is there no law? You catch this man for me, I will personally watch him and make him finish this book for me! If he doesn't finish it, I will treat him to kelp!"

There was a shadow on Qin Ze's face, and the red water plants on his body stretched out with their fangs and claws bared.

It's funny that some researchers were curious about the water plants on Qin Ze's body. They collected specimens and took them for testing. It turned out that they were very similar to kelp and could be eaten, best eaten cold.

Sang Que smiled and said, "Look at something else first."

Qin Ze angrily lowered the curtain from the car, leaned against the car, and became angrier and angrier. It had been a long time since he had experienced such strong emotional ups and downs. He was so angry that his breathing became rapid, and he couldn't suppress the violent anger in his heart. He wanted to destroy something to vent his anger.

At this moment, the running horse suddenly neighed and raised its front hooves, pulling the cart madly off the official road and crashing straight into a big tree beside the road.

Qin Ze immediately pulled the reins. Sang Que in the carriage sensed something was wrong and immediately took Xia Chan and Hua Qianmian off the carriage.

boom!
With a loud bang, Qin Ze fell to the ground, and the carriage hit a big tree and scattered into countless flying blood-red confetti.

The blood mist was choking. Qin Ze coughed a few times and stood up. Hua Qianmian covered his mouth and nose and approached Xia Chan. Sang Que raised his hand to catch a piece of paper.

After checking it out, Sang Que said, "This is the erosion of the blood mist that made the paper horse go crazy. We have been exposed to the blood mist for too long, and the ghosts in our bodies are likely to lose control and go crazy. Be careful."

In Qinzhou, the paper carriages made by paper-folding craftsmen can turn into real carriages even during the day, but in places with thick blood fog, the paper horses will suddenly go crazy like this.

Sang Que took off the painting on her back and took out a paper carriage. She had prepared a lot of such means of transportation in advance. After the paper carriage landed, it turned into a real carriage, and the five ghosts returned to the carriage.

"Just keep on your way."

If Sangque wasn't so powerful and Xiachan wasn't able to help absorb some of the surrounding blood mist, they wouldn't have been able to travel through the blood mist.

The blood mist weighed heavily on the barren land. The surrounding area was silent. The carriage went westward, and the creaking sound was particularly harsh. Wherever it passed, there were countless dead bodies lying in disorder.

Some of the corpses were already incomplete, torn into pieces by unknown forces, and the white bones and broken limbs were faintly visible in the mist.

Some had their eyes wide open, their eyes frozen with fear and despair before death, their clothes were tattered and stained with blood so that the original color could not be seen.

The closer they got to densely populated villages and county towns, the more corpses they saw. Hua Qianmian lifted the car curtain and leaned out to look. The dead bodies on the ground sensed the breath of the living and actually all made rumbling sounds and struggled to move.

There were ghosts wandering around, their figures were erratic, and dead bodies could often be seen hanging on the dead trees beside the road. When the carriage passed by, they would suddenly look up and laugh at them in strange ways.

Looking up, the ruined villages and cities were crumbling in the blood-red fog, and were gradually buried by the overgrown blood-red weeds. The strong wind whistled past, but could not blow away the pervasive blood-red fog, and only brought a stronger smell of decay.

The entire world was swallowed up by darkness and despair, becoming a purgatory of eternal damnation.

"It's too awful!"

Hua Qianmian lowered the curtain and sighed deeply. After being depressed for a moment, she took a breath and smiled again, "Xiao Chan, let's continue playing chess. Whoever loses this time will have his brain exploded."

Upon hearing this, Xia Chan covered her forehead with her hands, looking unwilling.

Yufu Village is located in Pinghu Village, Bailong County, northwest of Wangshan City. Sangque still remembers that it took her three days to drive a horse carriage from Wangshan City to Bailong County, and another day to reach Pinghu Village.

Now that we have set out from the Dawn Base, we don’t know how many days it will take to reach Wangshan City.

"Yin Yang, the universe, hides the magic, fortune-telling is my home. The secret of fate is hidden in the mist, and the poor Taoist's magic calculations bring out the spirit. Three copper coins determine the fate of the world, and a mystery breaks the confusion~~"

Suddenly, a shout came from the front, startling everyone in the car.

Qin Ze pulled the reins to slow down the carriage. The red umbrella ghost on the roof raised the umbrella slightly, as if facing a powerful enemy.

Sangque came out of the carriage, followed by two heads.

As the blood mist surged, several people gradually saw clearly that there was a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and holding a flag that read "Iron Mouth and Straightforward Judgment" in front of the official road. He was walking forward with big strides, shouting as he walked.

"There are still living people here?" Hua Qianmian asked puzzledly.

At this time, the Taoist priest in front stopped, as if he heard the sound behind him. When he turned around, Hua Qianmian and Qin Ze immediately gasped.

The Taoist priest had no face. Only a large bloody hole remained, with maggots wriggling and falling out of it.

"Hey, business is coming!"

The Taoist priest let out a strange laugh, and his body flashed and instantly appeared next to the carriage.