"Woo-woo!"

The appearance of Bu Shan, the eldest son of Marquis Bu Ling, can only be described as "fat-headed and big-eared". It was the endless wealth of Dongli City that allowed him to become what he is now.

But now, he could only watch helplessly as all his wealth fell into the hands of the Eastern Barbarians.

He wanted to rebuke loudly, but his mouth was filled with smelly stockings, and he could only whimper to express his resentment.

Jiang Chen sneered, his cold eyes immediately fell on this noble young master, and he joked:

"In terms of debauchery and immorality, you are exactly like your father. Are you playing the role of your father?"

There are countless rumors about Bu Linghou's debauchery and obsession with ghosts and gods, and they are not new.

But perhaps it is because of "the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked". Compared with his father, the young master in front of him, who will definitely inherit the throne in the future, can be said to be "younger than blue".

The folk girl Wei is one of its insignificant victims.

The Qingzhou soldiers pulled off the smelly socks from Bu Shan's mouth. After taking a few deep breaths of clean air, he said slightly angrily:

"What the hell are you doing, you damn Dongbarbarian——"

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, a heavy punch landed on Bu Shan's face, knocking out several teeth in an instant and leaving his mouth dripping with blood.

After receiving several punches in a row, Bu Shan was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he immediately became more honest:

"Yes, the most important thing for inheriting the title of prince has never been ability. It is just the order of birth and the four-character evaluation of 'this son is like his father'. The more capable you are, the more uneasy your father will be. Being a dandy,

A fool can inherit the family business steadily."

Acting is everywhere... Jiang Chen was amused and asked casually:

"What do you playboys do in your daily life? Fighting crickets?"

As soon as he heard the word "fighting crickets", Bu Shan immediately became interested and said with a little pride:

"Of course, the cricket king I raise is ten thousand times stronger than those guys in the capital!"

A gleam of light flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes and he smiled:

"Where?"

Bu Shan responded slyly:

"Let me go and I'll tell you!"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly and just waved his hand.

Feng Lebin couldn't help laughing.

There may be a very small number of these pampered nobles who have a noble character, but most of them are not as good as ordinary people and cannot even survive the most common punishment.

Bang!

Bang bang bang!

After just six or seven punches, Bu Shan burst into tears and cried:

"I said...I said everything!"

Jiang Chen patted his shoulder and said with a smile:

"If you had said no earlier, you would have been spared a severe beating."

Bu Shan looked aggrieved and told him the location. The Cricket King lived under the mulberry tree in the back garden. There was a wooden sign hanging at the top with five characters:

【Mighty General】.

There is a tree hole under the wooden sign, which is the nest of the Cricket King.

Jiang Chen immediately ran to the depths of the courtyard, and sure enough he found an old mulberry tree nearly three meters high. He was delighted to find that the beard and hair of this cricket were completely white, fully meeting the standards of a "king's medicine".

and.

The reason why it can live for more than three years is quite strange.

After seeing the scene on the mulberry tree, the other Qingzhou soldiers were all amazed:

"Isn't Cricket a vegetarian?"

"Look, it swallowed the whole baby silkworm into its belly!"

"As expected of a mighty general, hahahaha~"

It can be known from everyone’s joking that this white-bearded cricket eats meat, especially fat silkworm babies.

The moment a large number of strangers entered the back garden, the mighty general seemed to feel a great crisis. He gave up eating and spread his wings to fly away from the mulberry tree.

But the next second, Jiang Chen activated the Han Ranger, jumped up, stretched out his hand, gently caught the fat, old and mighty general, and put it into the wooden box.

All the monarchs, ministers and envoys required to be promoted to [Scavenger] have been obtained.

Next,

Just take the medicine and perform the ritual, and you will escape from the ordinary world... From now on, you will become a saint!

Jiang Chen was in a good mood. He turned around and walked back to the hall, only to find that Bu Shan was shaking all over and looking desperate. When he saw Jiang Chen, he immediately shouted:

"Take me away quickly!"

"?"

Jiang Chen slowly typed a question mark.

The Qingzhou soldiers guarding the side frowned and said in a loud voice:

"Just now this guy asked me if the portrait of the door god at the gate was scratched? I said yes, and he yelled at the top of his lungs, asking to leave here, and hoping to see you."

There was a trace of indescribable fear in Bu Shan's eyes, and without any hesitation, he directly revealed the great witch Zhu's plan:

"The Great Witch Zhu told me a few months ago that once Dongli City faces the most dangerous situation, he will immediately kill my father and use the blood of Prince Loulan to forcibly set off the Night Walk of Hundreds of Ghosts. Only the portrait of the Door God can ban ghosts.

In and out.”

"What?!"

Jiang Chen was shocked, remembering the pain when he broke through the courtyard gate, and suddenly understood everything. Looking at Bu Shan's fat head and big ears, he couldn't help but said in annoyance:

"Stupid thing, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Bu Shan grimaced: "I just remembered..."

Feng Lebin also felt a little incredible and questioned:

"How could I tell you such a secret?"

Bu Shan was silent for a few seconds and said word by word:

"Da Wu Zhu is my biological father."

…………

The setting sun is like blood.

Everywhere in the streets of Dongli City, the hot blood of the soldiers flowed, which was actually a bit brighter than the sunset.

certainly.

Most of the blood came from the two thousand Dongli soldiers.

Zhang Longxiang's Qingzhou soldiers suffered only half a percent loss. His strong performance made many military officials recognize the fake captain Zhang Ying.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

Strength is always the passport of the strong!

"It's too powerful, especially the captain. Is he really still a human being?" Marquis Bu Ling was hiding in the Marquis Mansion and shivering. It was not yet night, and the basic conditions for the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk could not be met. He couldn't help cursing:

"I promised that it wouldn't be a problem to last for thirty or fifty days, but I couldn't even hold on for one day. What a waste! Trash! Idiot!"

Hearing these words, Duke Wen looked ugly and had some inexplicable feelings of "things harm their own kind".

Although Captain Dongli was rebellious, he persisted in fighting from beginning to end until he died. However, he never thought that he would be slandered and insulted by Bu Linghou just after he died in battle.

But at this time.

The great wizard Zhu bowed slightly and said humbly:

"Your Majesty, I have a plan to launch the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts in advance to save Dongli. You will also become a great hero of national salvation against the Eastern Barbarians."

Bu Linghou was overjoyed. The more he looked at the Great Witch Zhu, the more he liked him and said kindly:

"There is an old saying in the Eastern Barbarians. Only in the fierce wind can you tell whether the grass is strong and strong. Only in the moment of fierce turmoil can you identify the true loyal ministers. My great witch Zhu, if I can repel the enemy, I will

I will definitely go to the capital of Loulan in person to ask for merit for you."

Da Wu Zhu shook his head and his tone was particularly sincere:

"No, it's me who asks for credit on your behalf."

Bu Linghou was stunned, and for a moment he didn't understand the meaning of the great witch Zhu's words, but the next second, he realized the true meaning personally.

A sharp dagger suddenly penetrated Bu Linghou's chest, causing blood to flow out.
To be continued...