After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 125 exposed

   Such a number of people has an advantage against the ambushes on Shaoziyan. If it is still a surprise attack, the chances of winning are even greater.

  Wu Shaoyi has 1,100 people himself, and he is more confident against Lu Yao and the coalition of officers and soldiers in Xianling Village.

   Divide and destroy, this is the conventional style of military strategists.

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  At the end of the third watch, the drinking conversation between the two of them also came to an end.

  Lu Yao's face was full of red, and the cups and plates on the table were messed up. He took another sip of wine, wiped his mouth and stood up: "It will be dawn in less than two hours, Mr. He, can you rest assured?"

  He Chunhua was puzzled: "Why worry?"

  Lu Yao heheed, turned around and left. The official was still worried, and insisted on pulling him to drink, so that he would not have time to find his subordinates to plot a surprise attack, but he didn't know that he had no plans to do it at night.

  Drinking too much wine made his stomach a little bloated. He found a place to put water and asked his subordinates, "Why hasn't there been any news from Wu Shaoyi?"

  My subordinates didn’t know, so I hurried to ask a lot.

  It wasn't until Lu Yao got impatient with the wait that he led a scout and ran back all the way: "General Wu is greedy for drinking, and he started on the road after he sobered up, and his stomach was not smooth on the way."

  Lu Yao frowned: "Why is it so broken? No."

  He looked around, and suddenly said: "Where is the fat man, what about Fatty Wang, where did he die?"

  Usually these news are coordinated by Fatty Wang, and they are reported to him, so why should he bother to ask?

  Looked at each other in dismay, and murmured that he didn't know.

  Lu Yao drank the hangover tea brought by the villagers, and covered his face with a cold towel. The heat in his head went down, but the suspicion in his heart came up.

   Something is wrong, Fatty Wang has always been proactive, how could he disappear for most of the night?

   Thinking of He Chunhua inexplicably looking for him to drink, and eating for several hours, could it be that he is trying to cover up something? Lu Yao glared at his subordinates: "Go, find Fatty Wang for me. If you can't find it, I'll eat you alive!"

  Everyone scattered away.

  Once a person's life is in danger, the work efficiency is extremely high. The gangsters gathered all the civilians in the east of the village and asked, "Who else saw our fat brother tonight, the one who lives in Zhu's house?"

  I asked twice, but no one responded.

   It seems that it will not work without giving some motivation, and the gangster said again: "Whoever gives clues can immediately bring back their own children!"

   Only then did the villagers react, and they all thought hard.

  A woman in the back row thought about it for a long time, and suddenly gritted her teeth and said, "I've seen it!"

   "Oh?" The task given by the boss is almost completed, and the gangster is also very happy, "You, come out and speak!"

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  He Chunhua watched Lu Yao leave from the back, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

  Back to their own territory, all the officers and soldiers were waiting for the battle, but the villagers were anxious. He Yue was talking with Mrs. Ying, while Zhu Xiu'er was staring out the window in a daze, not knowing what to think.

   Mrs. Ying breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her husband: "Fortunately, that wicked man didn't make things difficult for you."

   "When he drank, he got carried away, wishing for as many audiences as possible." He Chunhua sat down, and Qian's mother saw that his face was flushed, knowing that he was overwhelmed by alcohol, she quickly fetched water for him to wash up, and served him hangover soup.

"After the warning from flying arrows, Wu Shaoyi's team did not move forward. Instead, they recruited the rest of the troops from the mountain." The guard came to report, "But he has a spirit pet that is very sharp, like a mink demon. I will go there for the second time. I was almost chased, and I dare not come any closer."

  He Chunhua was overjoyed: "God help me! With such a spiritual pet, it is more convenient than a scout. It couldn't be easier for Wu Shaoyi to ascertain the authenticity of the letter."

  He Yue said with a smile: "It's not in vain for my father to drink all night, he's exhausted."

  He Lingchuan came out from the inner room, and was startled when he saw He Chunhua: "Wow, Dad, your face is really red."

  He Chunhua burped: "How many years has it been since I drank like this! Even if I take the anti-alcohol pill in advance, I am still worried that I will talk nonsense and tell the whole plan when I am drunk."

   Mrs. Ying felt distressed: "Lu Yao's reckless person, how can you compete with him in drinking capacity!" Then she was worried, "We have occupied the west of the village, and other rebels will not come from the west?"

   "Wu Shaoyi came along the east road, so he should attack from the east of the village and face Lu Yao directly."

  He Yue said: "Wu Shaoyi stopped the team, probably because he wanted to join forces with Pei Xinyong. Since he went east, then Pei Xinyong would copy to the west."

   Mrs. Ying's complexion changed slightly: "Isn't it just right to come to us?"

  He Lingchuan was funny: "Shaoziyan is on the west side. Wu Shaoyi dared to attack Xianling Village only when Pei Xinyong went to intercept the seven hundred ambush soldiers under Lu Yaobu, so the west side is very safe."

   Mrs. Ying said "Oh", but she was not relieved until He Chunhua nodded.

Zhao Qinghe said again: "In order to prevent accidents, I placed crying rattan dolls in a hidden place on the West Road. If there is something passing by, these little things will cry and warn; if something continues to pass by, they will continue Crying." After finishing speaking, he threw a few small cone-shaped gadgets on the table.

   This thing is very similar to a hazelnut, and the lines on its skin are very similar to a human face. It has eyes and a mouth, but the mouth is now tightly closed.

  In the middle of the night, if creatures continue to pass by on the west road, it can only be the human army.

  He Lingchuan took one in his hand: "This thing looks like a hazelnut, can you eat it?"

  He just asked casually, but the guard really answered: "Yes, but it is very bitter, and it will hurt your stomach if you eat it."

  He Chunhua took a look: "Is this given to you by the great shaman?"

"Yes."

  He Lingchuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard that, what are they talking about, the Great Shaman of Zhaomandu? After he wakes up, he only hears about the great shaman whose name is unknown?

  At this moment, someone outside suddenly shouted: "Mr. Zhu, Zhu Xiuer, come out!"

   This voice came from the east.

   At this juncture, there was another change, and everyone felt a thump in their hearts.

   Mrs. Ying was puzzled, and asked Mrs. Zhu: "Why did the gangster seek you?"

  Zhu Xiuer shook her head to show her ignorance.

  He Chunhua stood up and said, "Go out and have a look."

   Everyone walked a few steps outside, only to realize that Zhu Xiuer hadn't followed. Looking back, she was standing where she was, as if in a daze.

   Mrs. Ying asked concerned: "What's wrong?"

  Ever since she knew about Zhu Xiuer's life experience, she felt very sympathetic towards this abducted little woman.

  Zhu Xiuer shook her head again, lowered her head and followed silently.

  The bandits outside yelled three times in a row before He Chunhua came out, stood on the west side of the center line and asked, "What's the matter?"

   "I won't tell you, the official!" the bandit said, "Who is Zhu Xiu'er?"

  Actually, there were only three women in the group. Except for Mrs. Ying and Mama Qian, everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look at Zhu Xiuer.

   "You are Mrs. Zhu!" The gangster raised his hand and pointed to the top, "Look, what is that?"

  The village is low-lying, and the west side gets higher. The culprits were referring to the winding mountain road to the west, which was at least fifteen feet above the ground, and there was nothing bare on the mountain wall.

  (end of this chapter)