Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

Chapter 408: Southern Xinjiang Gu Incident

The surrounding walls are hung with colorful animal skins.

On one side of the tent, there was a row of weapon racks neatly arranged, filled with long swords, spears, strong bows and crossbows, and each weapon was polished to a shine.

On the other side was a large camp bed covered with an animal skin mattress. Beside the bed was a sword with a scabbard inlaid with gems. It was obvious that it was the owner's favorite.

In the corner of the tent, there were some bundled supplies piled up, including furs, medicinal herbs and various daily necessities. These must have been the wealth accumulated by the Huns in their daily lives.

The female soldiers brought by Zhao Qiaoniang moved extremely quickly, like a whirlwind, and cleaned up everything in the tent.

Everyone's eyes fell on the Hun who was snoring loudly next to them.

He was a tall and strong man. Even in his sleep, his full beard and furrowed brows revealed a fierce air.

Huo Jun took a look and whispered:

"This is one of their young generals, named Hu Yantu.

This guy is famous in the Xiongnu army for his bravery and fighting spirit, and he is very powerful."

Zhao Qiaoniang stared at the soundly sleeping Hu Yantu, then looked at Huo Jun and asked, "Should we arrest him?"

Huo Jun shook his head slightly, his expression calm but somewhat composed:

"If it were before, I would have taken him down without a second thought.

But now, we have no grudges against them, we are just seeking money, so let's not make things complicated."

Huo Jun took out a jade pendant from his arms. The jade pendant had a smooth texture and was obviously worth a lot of money.

He paced to the corner of the tent and casually threw the jade pendant into an inconspicuous shadow.

Zhao Qiaoniang was puzzled and asked quickly, "Why did you throw this here?"

Huo Jun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a subtle cunning. "This is General Shen's token, with the word 'Chong' engraved on it. Once this token appears in this military camp, it will have great significance."

Lin Wanwan watched all this quietly from the side, secretly amazed in her heart. Although her face remained expressionless, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

Huo Jun looks careless on weekdays, but he thinks very quickly at critical moments and comes up with such a trick.

Throw Shen Chongshan's token here. When the Huns find it, they will definitely think that Shen Chongshan led his men to attack their camp.

By then, there will probably be a big storm between the Xiongnu and Shen Chongshan.

This trick of killing someone with a borrowed knife not only allows you to obtain property but also trigger a fight among others. It is really clever.

Soon, the group returned to the village, having gained a lot that night.

Mrs. Bai smiled and looked at Zhao Qiaoniang and said:

“I plan to build a wall around the villa to enclose the entire villa.

Then put some broken stones and sharp objects on the wall to make it difficult for the Huns to climb in."

Zhao Qiaoniang frowned and said worriedly, "I'm afraid that this villa will have to deal with the Xiongnu in the future. If that happens, it will be difficult for us to develop and expand the villa."

Mrs. Bai looked at her with a smile and explained patiently:

“I think this villa is very good. There are fertile fields everywhere, and it is nestled against the mountains and beside the water. It is a rare and wonderful place.

We don't need to rush. Once we cultivate the land and build the wall, we can station a few hundred soldiers there, and the Huns will not dare to act rashly.

Moreover, there are now three villas, which can be used as training grounds.

This place is not in the Xiongnu's territory, so they dare not act too recklessly. After they suffer a few losses, they will naturally behave themselves."

Lin Wanwan was about to go to bed when her friends gathered around her.

Milk tea kept yelling: "Tell a story, tell a story, we haven't heard a story for a long time!"

Lin Wanwan looked at them, feeling helpless yet adorable. She asked, "What kind of stories do you want to hear? Are they about cultivating immortals, cultivating the true self, tomb raiding, or anything else? I have so many stories."

The pacifier's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "I want to hear about immortal cultivation! I want to know if immortal cultivators can fly with swords and control everything! It would be best if it were a story about a tiger cultivating immortality."

Naitang said: "I think the excitement of tomb robbing, those mysterious ancient tombs, and the unknown dangers are exciting just thinking about it!"

Cheese sighed and said, "Tomb robbing? I still think tomb robbing is more fun. It's too exciting."

Milkshake coughed and said, "Or..."

The golden silkworm Gu flew out directly, stretched, and looked at them calmly. All the animals fell silent.

Don’t underestimate the golden silkworm Gu. This kind of Gu was mentioned in the book, but Lin Wanwan still thought it was too mythical.

But only after raising one myself did I realize how terrifying it was. Even the most powerful pacifier looked at the golden silkworm Gu and said, "Boss, why are you awake? Are we too noisy?"

Milk Bottle glanced at it and said, "Wanwan, I want to listen to something with poisonous insects..."

Lin Wanwan sat up straight, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She cleared her throat and began to narrate:

"Then why don't I tell you about "Southern Xinjiang Gu Shi"!

This book is so wonderful, it opens the door to a bizarre world of poisonous insects for us."

“The types of poisonous insects mentioned in the book are beyond imagination, and each one has a unique form and amazing abilities.

For example, the golden silkworm Gu, it emits a strange golden light all over its body, don’t be fooled by its small size.

But it has deadly poison. Once it targets a beast, even a ferocious beast will be doomed.

There's also the Corpse Gu, which, as the name suggests, is related to corpses. It feeds on rotting flesh, and anyone it infects will become insane and become a puppet at the mercy of others.

Milk tea chuckled, "They really are a bit similar! But I think Milk Bottle is definitely more powerful."

The bottle flapped its wings and made a "chirping" sound, just like a peacock spreading its tail tail.

Lin Wanwan said helplessly:

"The protagonist of the story was born on August 1986, 8, the 20th day of the seventh lunar month, a special day shrouded in multiple mysteries.

In folklore, this day is Ghost Festival. Legend has it that the six paths of the underworld are revealed, the gates of hell are opened, and wandering ghosts roam everywhere, creating a very gloomy atmosphere..."

Soon the little friends were fascinated. Lin Wanwan directly read five chapters, and the pacifier was so excited: "Wanwan, keep going!"

Lin Wanwan waved her hands. These were all her ancestors. How old was she? Staying up late was tiring, okay?

Before she knew it, she fell asleep and didn't know that the Huns had exploded.

Hu Yantu suddenly woke up from his sleep, his head felt dizzy, he shivered all over, and the coldness instantly enveloped his whole body.

I subconsciously reached out to grab the quilt, but found nothing. Then I realized that the quilt on the bed was gone.

"Who is this?! Who the hell pulled my quilt away?" Hu Yantu was instantly furious and roared at the top of his voice, his face flushed red with anger.

His manservant rushed in in a panic, his legs trembling, and said, "General, something terrible has happened!"