I Eat Monsters In the Town Monster

"I don't know what the housekeeper ordered?"

Qin Shaoyou stopped, turned around, and asked with a smile on his face.

But the blood in his body was mobilized quietly. Once the situation is wrong, it is necessary to kill people.

The slave didn't know that the danger had enveloped him. He was very satisfied with Qin Shaoyou's title of "housekeeper", and raised his hand and pointed at Rolling Tiger: "My master lacks a hunting dog. My master has taken a fancy to your bear." , make a price."

When Gun Tiger heard this, his eyes widened immediately, and he was about to scold the other party for being a dog, and the whole family was a dog. But being secretly dragged by Zhu Xiucai, Fangcai held back and did not do so.

Qin Shaoyou, on the other hand, smiled and declined, "It's really his blessing that this bear demon is valued by nobles. It's just that he was a gift from an elder in my clan. Without the permission of that elder, I dare not give him as a gift... "

Seeing Qin Shaoyou's refusal, the servant's expression sank, and he was about to scold him, but the young nobleman lost interest first, and yawned, "I'm tired."

The house slave quickly responded with 'yes', glared at Qin Shaoyou without further words, waved his hands to signal them to get out of here quickly, then took off the luggage from the horse's back, and ran into the only intact house in Wubaozhong , making beds for young noblemen.

After leaving Wubao and walking a certain distance, Cui Youzheng just activated the magic formula, cast a sound insulation technique, and hummed: "These guys are still domineering after losing a battle. There is Cen Zongqi who disguised herself as a man, and changed her appearance, otherwise, they would not have been asked to go there, and be the bed warming maid of that noble bird?"

Qin Shaoyou sneered: "If they dare to do that, I don't have to wait until night comes, I will send them on the road."

"You want to kill them, why did you wait until night?" Cui You asked puzzledly.

Then he thought of something, and then understood Qin Shaoyou's attempt.

"So you made this plan, it's just that there are experts in that group, I'm afraid they won't be able to hurt them... Also, why bother?"

"Don't we still have us here?" Qin Shaoyou said in a low voice: "Even if they can't kill this group of people, it's still no problem to take the blame. Maybe we can take advantage of this and secretly catch up with the third prince of Qingtang , Let him bite Rikander, thus causing Qingtang to fall into chaos."

Cui Youxu didn't expect Qin Shaoyou to think so much and go so far, and couldn't help sighing: "This group of people met you, it was really bad luck, and you will use you to plot how to die. Fortunately, I I'm with you, otherwise, I will definitely find a way to kill you first, so as to avoid future troubles."

Qin Shaoyou glanced at him and asked, "Is this a compliment?"

Senior Brother Cui nodded, and said seriously, "Of course."

"Thank you so much..."

"You're welcome."

Just when Qin Shaoyou and the others braved the rain and rushed to the ruined temple not far away, in Wubao, the house slaves had already brought people to make up the beds for the young nobles, and packed the barbarians who had been crowded in this room to shelter from the rain. The soldiers were all driven out, and they were asked to find another place to rest from the rain in Wubao, and at the same time they had to take into account the duties of patrol and guard.

The remaining barbarians were already mentally prepared to be house slaves, so naturally they wouldn't, and they dared not object.

Fortunately, although this Fort Wu was dilapidated in many places, it was not a big problem to find some places that could barely shelter from the rain.

It's just that when these barbarians were about to go out with their porridge pots, they were stopped by the slaves.

"Wait, what's cooking in that pot of yours?"

The barbarians were taken aback by the question: "If you go back to the housekeeper, it will be some rice porridge... Oh yes, we found some dried meat in Wubao before, and we chopped it up and added it to the porridge."

The house slave walked over, sniffling.

"It's just ordinary minced meat porridge? No, why is it so fragrant?"

Hearing what he said, the barbarians also felt that the pot of minced meat porridge seemed really fragrant, with a hint of alcohol smell, making their stomachs growl and their mouths salivating.

Some barbarians speculated: "Maybe it's because of being too hungry? Since the defeat the night before, we have only cared about running for our lives. We supported very little dry food along the way. Now when we see hot food and meat, we feel extraordinarily sweet?"

As for the aroma of the wine, I can't figure it out. Maybe it's because the jerky is made with wine?

The house slave was noncommittal, but asked them to put down the pot, and asked them to bring a spoon, took a spoonful and tasted it, and their eyes lit up immediately.

"It's delicious! Who cooked this pot of porridge?"

Among the barbarians, two people immediately raised their hands hesitantly.

"I didn't expect you to have such craftsmanship. It's not bad. You will be responsible for the meals later. If you do well, you can go back to Qingtang, and you can be upgraded from ordinary house slaves to high-class house slaves..."

Hearing that they could still upgrade, the two barbarians were very happy and thanked them repeatedly.

It's just that the pot of minced meat porridge was taken away by the slaves, and a small part went into the belly of the young nobleman, and the rest was divided among the slaves and guards. As for the barbarians, they didn't even have a mouthful of soup.

The barbarians neither dared to be angry nor dared to speak out, so they could only go outside in the rain to find some wild vegetables, put them in the pot with the rice noodles that could still be found on their bodies, and boiled a pot of gruel again, barely mixed full of water.

On the other side, Qin Shaoyou and others also found the ruined temple.

This is an earth temple, the temple is not big, because of the lack of incense, it has long been dilapidated and dilapidated, the yard is full of weeds, the temple is full of dust and cobwebs, and there is a pungent musty smell.

At the same time, there are many mottled holes on the wall, and even the roof has collapsed, leaving only a small part to shelter from the rain. No wonder the young nobles saw this ruined temple, but they did not rest here.

But Qin Shaoyou and the others didn't care.

After entering the Temple of Earth, Cui Yougui pretended to cast spells to pretend to be witchcraft, and summoned a gust of wind to blow away the cobwebs, dust and musty smell in the temple.

Zhu Xiucai commanded the barbarians who were traveling with them, collected some firewood, lit a bonfire in the temple, and distributed some dry food to the people. Boiled hot water to eat.

Qin Shaoyou walked up to the statue of land, put a stick of incense on the statue of land whose head had gone somewhere, then turned around, and said to the barbarians surrounded by the fire, "Go to bed early!" Well, maybe something will happen tonight."

The barbarians only thought that what Qin Shaoyou said was that they might be called around by the youngest son of the Frost patriarch at night, and they all nodded their heads. After eating to satisfy their hunger, they fell asleep on the ground, and soon snored .

The night was getting darker, and the rain not only did not stop, but also became heavier and heavier.

In Wubaoli, a few barbarians in charge of night duty lit a fire under a corridor that was barely sheltered from the wind and rain. While warming the fire, they stared at the rain curtain in the dark night.

Suddenly, they heard a voice coming from the night outside Wubao.

"Monsang."

"Eh."

A barbarian stood up and shouted outside Wubao: "Who is calling me?"

The people outside Wubao didn't seem to hear his words due to the influence of the rain, so they yelled again.

"Monsang."

"Could it be that among the people who went with Dazan, some people regretted it and wanted to come back to be our master's slave?"

A barbarian guessed that they had begun to consider themselves as domestic slaves at this moment.

Another barbarian next to him said with a little self-mockery: "It's very possible, after all, who would want to be a low-level killer?"

"I'll go and see, these idiots shouldn't have followed Dazan before. Now that I regret it, I'm back, and I don't know if the master will accept them again."

The barbarian named Mengsang picked up the weapon lying at his feet and walked towards the direction of the sound.

Soon Mengsang came to a gap in the fort wall, looked out, and shouted: "Who is it? Now that I know I regret it, why did I go so early?"

Still he got no answer.

Not only that, but even his body froze.

The few barbarians beside the bonfire realized that something was wrong, grabbed their weapons and stood up, shouting and asking:

"Mengsang, what's wrong with you?"

"Who's the guy out there?"

At this moment, Mengsang suddenly turned around, his face was pale, like a dead person.