Chapter 639

In the captain's satisfied laughter, he subconsciously covered the wet soil with the soles of his shoes towards the exposed bones.

Don't expose your corpses in the wilderness. This is your hero's grave and ER Lang's grave at last.

Although we are enemies of each other, let's put ourselves in a position. If I die on the land of Nanliang one day, I hope someone can cover it up for me.

You don't need a coffin. A handful of loess is enough.

Seeing this scene, Gu Zheng in the distance picked his eyebrows, but slowly put his semi dry clothes on his body.

When people come, there can be no less.

The Scouts of the Northern Wei Dynasty who returned happily did not find that in the gradually darkening weather, a shadow fell far behind them, like a shadow.

They were just very happy to report the military information to the Shangguan. Together with the whole chasing army, there was a big Carnival to celebrate the victory.

This night is the celebration day of the soldiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

They no longer have to bear the pressure from Chen Qingzhi's troops day and night and the suffering of being unable to win.

They can finally have a good repair, and then leisurely return to their capital, waiting for the arrival of promotion and wealth.

The whole camp became a sea of celebration because of the collapse of the imaginary enemy.

On the piles of campfires that can be seen everywhere, they cook soup cakes, roast lambs, and cook the most precious delicacies they are reluctant to take out on weekdays.

"Crackle!"

The campfire is burning more vigorously. The busiest place now is the gang soldiers outside the marching tent.

They should provide a steady stream of food for their Tongze who drink and fish for meat, so that they can not lose interest because of lack of food and clothing in such a happy atmosphere.

"Hey, the boy over there, turn over the left and right lambs and call me when they are golden!"

"The soup cake tastes a little weak in the pot. Let's have some salt."

As the leader of the best group soldiers, xiaoyizi became the leader of the group soldiers at such a young age because of his ancestral cooking.

Today's banquet is his main battlefield.

We should not only serve the intestines and stomachs of ordinary soldiers, but also give full play to his strengths, so that those noble generals far away in the center of the big tent can also taste his xiaoyizi craft.

Therefore, now xiaoyizi is working very hard. She wants to have more abundant ingredients under her hands, so that she can show her skills and make a big splash.

Unfortunately, the food materials on the March were limited, which made it difficult for him to serve the masters in the middle.

Just as xiaoyizi touched her chin and thought about what else she had, a panting messenger ran out of the house and said her requirements.

"Yizi, Yizi! Something good is coming to you!"

He always comes to the gang's barracks to eat and drink.

"What's up?"

What else can you do besides eating?

Seeing that xiaoyizi didn't believe it, forgetful Chuan shouted with his eyebrows: "that's a good thing. Did you just bring a roast whole sheep to the tent of the Chinese army?"

"Now the generals there are eating beautiful. They all go to battle with their daggers."

"If you eat too much meat, you have to get rid of your greasiness, don't you?"

"If you don't make some soup and send it to the big account, those generals will miss you for being sensible?"

Yes, it's a good idea to flatter.

As soon as xiaoyizi patted her thigh, even if she accepted the feeling of forgetting Xiaochuan's hometown, he pointed in the direction of the mutton that had been roasted to a certain degree and said, "Oh, OK, forgetting Sichuan, thank you."

"The lamb chops over there are coming out. Just say what I said. You open your stomach to eat!"

"Really! You're welcome!"

Forgetting Chuan wiped a mouthful of unpromising saliva and ran over without looking back.

The excited xiaoyizi rubbed her hands and walked in the direction of the baggage warehouse at the edge of the camp.

"Let me see. What else do we have here? It's too difficult to get some fresh dishes on this military road."

Xiaoyizi hasn't finished her words yet. As soon as she opened the curtain, she saw a basket full of mushrooms with fresh rain.

"Oh, this is a rare object."

"The big old Liu who is responsible for collecting can also find such good things. It's good. He can make fried mushrooms for the generals in the account."

Xiaoyizi, holding a handful from the big basket, just wanted to turn around and go out. When the corner of his eye swept to the pile of really many mushroom boxes, he turned his body back.

"I'm afraid it won't be fresh after the camp is pulled out tomorrow. There are so many left. Give them to all the soldiers."

Those big pot cooked miscellaneous food soup will be delicious and bite your tongue.

Turning back, xiaoyizi threw the mushrooms in her arms back into the basket. Instead, she carried the whole basket of mushrooms with earthy smell out of the camp and went away in a short time.

Until this time, a figure came out from the dark corner of stacking rice grain.

It's Gu Zheng.

Under the soles of his feet lay two soldiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty, one of the baggage troops responsible for collecting wild things on the March.

They died here quietly without making a sound.

If a person came and looked carefully, they would find that black blood flowed out of their mouth and nose, which was poisoned.

At this time, he walked very slowly. After seeing that there was no one around, he hid his body again and waited for his backhand to play a role.

Time passed minute by minute. Gu Zheng curled up in this place where the smell was not beautiful, but hummed a leisurely tune in his heart.

His rags had been replaced by clothes picked from the bodies of soldiers in the Northern Wei Dynasty. He was like the most ordinary member of the army. He was not conspicuous at all.

"Almost!"

I don't know how long it took or how Gu Zheng estimated it. Such a sentence came out of a murmur.

But this headless remark confirmed the occurrence of a terrible event.

Just as Gu Zheng's voice fell, there was an uproar in the camp of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Because the Tongze comrades in arms around them covered their abdomen one by one, fell down without warning, foamed at the mouth, and were unconscious.

And such things continue to happen one after another, and finally become a whole piece.

"Somebody! Military doctor! Help!"

"No! The general is poisoned!"

"Who! Enemy attack? Who poisoned!!"

"Catch all the soldiers quickly!!!"

The whole well-trained military camp was in chaos.

Seeing this, xiaoyizi looked in horror at his subordinates. Who framed me?

Impossible?

If the people under him dare to do such a crazy thing, doesn't he know that whether he does it or not, the whole gang barracks will be buried with all?

"Oh, no! Is it that food is poisonous?!"

Just because of the great panic, Xiao Yizi, who had no time to attend to him, only felt abdominal pain for a while, like her intestines stirred together, and blackened in front of her eyes.

Is it the mushroom problem?

But he has seen it. It's an ordinary white grass mushroom. What's the matter?

Xiaoyizi, who couldn't stand up by covering her abdomen, didn't know that there was a poisonous mushroom that was extremely toxic and looked like an ordinary grass mushroom. Its name was the deadly white poison umbrella.

Another mushroom that is very similar to Pleurotus ostreatus is called the white frost cup umbrella.

These two kinds of mushrooms are mixed together. Even if Hua Tuo is alive, he can't save them.

Click, click.

In this chaotic environment, xiaoyizi, who fell to the ground, could clearly hear the footsteps of a slowly approaching person.

It's like the footsteps of the God of death, because under this situation, this person is... Walking around in court.

"You, who are you?"

"Those who want your lives."

The answer was very light, with frightening indifference.

Then, like his illusion, with xiaoyizi's convulsions, it dissipated in this piece of heaven and earth.

"Choking"

This is the sound of a sharp blade coming out of its sheath.

Gu Zheng, who drew out the knife, is a man with no strength to tie a chicken in this world. He can also kill the four sides with his own ability.

"You know what? I'm the poison doctor in your mouth."

"Since you're called that, you have to be worthy of your name, don't you?"

Gu Zheng smiled faintly again, and the knife cut the throat of a soldier who could struggle because he didn't take much soup.

One, two, when Gu Zheng slowly walked outside the military doctor's camp, he raised his vigilance.

If he can see through his means in this military camp, he should be a peer doctor.

Therefore, Gu Zheng, who was hiding on one side, carefully opened the big tent of the military doctor with the tip of the knife. Who would think that what came into sight was two bodies twitching on their back.

That old man, with many bottles and cans in his hands, wanted to struggle desperately after he found something wrong.

"Oh..."

Gu Zheng chuckled and walked slowly in front of the two colleagues before he remembered that the current doctors are biased towards the Department.

Those who will fall and injure do not necessarily have to be treated by internal medicine.

Time is also life.

As a colleague, in order to show my respect, I give you some pleasure.

As a reward, I accepted your medicine box reluctantly.

'poof poof'

Two knives, accurate and deadly.

Only the legend of brother Gu is left.

In an inexplicable war, Gu Zheng was armed to his teeth. He picked out the curtain from the medical account and no longer paid attention to the sorrows around him. Instead, he went to his final destination.

This time, his pace was much more cautious. He observed outside the camp for a long time. After confirming that he couldn't hear any sound, he slowly looked into the tent.