About a mile away from the edge of the battlefield, someone in the grass moved slightly and changed his posture. He had been lying here for a full day and night, and his body was a little stiff. This place is already extremely dangerous, and from time to time there are deserters who have no courage and rush past not far away. The one closest to him even almost stepped on his hand.
He is a master of hiding, and he is also a master of tracking and exploring.
His name is Liao Sheng
One of the thousands of households in Xiaoqi School.
Ever since he followed Wu Yi, Marquis of Sanjin, from the southwest to the south of the Yangtze River to follow the trail of Da Zizai, he has not gone back. I was ordered to stay here to monitor Yang Jian and Da Zizai's actions, as well as Sheng Tu's actions.
Liao Sheng's cultivation may not be considered very strong, but his ability to disguise and track him is rare in this world. What he hides in the grass is like a part of the earth. If it is not for the perceptual practitioners to detect him deliberately, it seems to be very difficult to find him.
He is the kind of person who stands next to a rock as a rock, stands next to a big tree as a branch, and lies on the ground as a piece of dirt.
Moreover, the real master of tracking does not chase after the target after discovering it. Instead, you can make early predictions and guess what might happen. After Liao Sheng found out that Yang Jian's troops were mobilizing on a large scale, he had a premonition that he was going to attack Liuzhou, so he left the Sui Army's camp early, avoided the victorious scouts outside Liuzhou City, and then chose here.
It seems that there is not even a tree around here, and it is completely unobstructed, so it is definitely not a good place to hide. But in Liao Sheng's eyes, this is the best place.
Moreover, as he expected, the place he chose was very close to the battlefield, where he could observe the fighting directly and clearly. He carefully covered the clairvoyance with grass to prevent the sunlight from reflecting. Then every movement is as close as possible to match the direction of the wind, so it looks very natural.
About one meter away from him, a piece of soil suddenly moved, and then a pair of eyes appeared in the soil.
It was not dirt, but a piece of cloth. A piece of cloth that is very ordinary but absolutely exquisite. What is painted on the cloth is soil and tender green grass. This person is lying on the ground, covered with this layer, no, unless he walks on it when he is motionless, it is really hard to detect.
"Thousands of households..."
The people under the cloth poked out their eyes and looked at Liao Sheng.
"Can't hold it anymore?"
Liao Sheng asked in a low voice.
The man laughed at himself: "I have urinated in my pants more than once, and I am the first to learn this skill when I work with you, Qianhu... I just want to know what happened over there. It's always like this I can't see anything down there, and I feel anxious."
"What is your skill?"
Liao Sheng asked in a low voice.
"Good memory!"
The man who heard the voice was not very old replied very seriously.
"Well, you just need to remember. So shut up from now on, and wait for me to tell you what I saw. The step covered on your body is the treasure of my master. It is woven with very precious silk thread, and can even To block the mental power of perceptual practitioners, I cover you with it, not to shade you, but to keep you alive. I brought you here because you have a memory far beyond ordinary people. Let me tell you, you just have to remember."
"Once I am noticed, I will leave as soon as possible to lure the enemy away, and your task is to lie still and wait until it is safe to leave. You don't need to care about my life, and you don't need to care about what happened on the battlefield What, do you need me to say it again?"
"No… "
The young man slowly tugged at the cloth, completely concealing it again.
Liao Sheng smiled. He valued this subordinate very much. Although he was young, he felt that this person could be reused in the future.
"Remember, the Iron Armored Army is very strange. It can't be killed by fire, and even if it is disabled, it can still fight."
he said in a low voice.
"Remember, judging from the density of the explosion, there should be at least eighty artillery pieces on the victorious side."
Holding up his clairvoyance, he carefully observed the situation on the battlefield.
At this moment, his heart suddenly tightened.
Liao Sheng moved his clairvoyance to the other side, and immediately saw more than a dozen monks in yellow robes and red cassocks walking towards this side as if they were flying on the grass. Liao Sheng knew that he had been exposed, so he glanced at the place where the young man was lying on his stomach: "I was discovered, this is the last one for you to remember, don't move until after I leave, and leave after dark ...Da Zizai has a large number of Buddhist sects, and their cultivation base is not weak... Also... tell the lord, if I die... give my sister a pension, I have only one relative. Chen Zhenyu, you have to live!"
After saying this sentence, Liao Sheng jumped up violently and flew towards the distance.
"Over there!"
When the dozen or so monks saw Liao Sheng, they accelerated towards this side.
Under the cloth, Chen Zhenyu, who was only a little over sixteen years old, tears fell silently, biting his lips tightly.
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Many people have been busy in the Zhuque Mountain camp since early in the morning, especially the place where the women's family members live in the back mountain is even more lively. Outside the small courtyard where Sang Sasha lived, many people had already surrounded him. These people are the generals and family members of the Black Banner Army who came here after hearing the news. Although there were a lot of people, they didn't speak, as if they were waiting for something.
Not only around the yard, but even in the distance are full of people.
Relatively speaking, Sang Sasha's yard was very empty, only one person was standing there.
Solution
From time to time, maids and maids would come out of the house, leave in a hurry, and return after a while with what they needed. There were quite a few voices in the room, all of them women.
A few days ago, the best stable woman invited from within a hundred miles has already moved in.
Yes
The child was born later than expected, so that Fang Jie spent the past few days in anxiety and restlessness. He wanted to go in, wanted to help. But he was stopped by Mrs. Wen. Although he didn't understand why, Fang Jie still chose to respect Mrs. Wen's opinion, because they knew far better than him.
Fang Jie didn't pace back and forth in the yard, nor did he look into the house.
He just stood there with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.
It was as if he was saying something to the sky.
There was no cry of unbearable pain coming from the room, and Fang Xie's heart tightened even more. No one saw that the hands behind him were covered with sweat. Speaking of which, Fang Jie has never been so nervous since he came to this world. He has encountered countless dangers, and even had the experience of passing the god of death many times. However, compared with today, those things seem to be nothing.
He kept praying in his heart, praying for peace.
Outside the door, almost all the main generals of the Black Banner Army and their wives came, and they waited around there. Some women who have already given birth are relatively relaxed, but Shen Qingfan and the others are equally uneasy. They didn't go in and stand with Fang Jie because they didn't want to disturb him.
"Will it... hurt?"
Wanyan Yunshu clenched his fists tightly, looked at Mu Xiaoyao and asked. Mu Xiaoyao bit her lip, opened her mouth but just shook her head: "I... how would I know?"
She looked at Shen Qingfan, and Shen Qingfan glanced at her with a look that I don't understand.
farther away
Under a big tree a few hundred meters away.
The little boss sat on a big rock swinging his legs, looked at the yard and said, "Isn't it the most important thing for a woman to give birth to a child? I heard it hurts a lot...Miss, you Knowing so much, can you tell me what it is to have a baby?"
Xi Zhuwick, who was wearing a white veil dress, blushed and glared at the young master: "What are you asking..."
The little head propped his chin and murmured: "I'm just curious, what does it feel like to have a baby? My aunt said that only a woman who has given birth is a real woman."
Xi Candlewick shook her head: "She... may not be right."
The little head was stunned for a moment, and then said with some emotion: "But the aunt said that if a woman does not have a vigorous love and has not given birth to a child, then her life is incomplete. Miss, have you ever met The person you like? What exactly is vigorous love?"
Xizhuxin turned his eyes to the yard, and after a long silence, he said: "There are so many vigorous loves in this world, and some are just ordinary lives. Maybe you will meet the person you like, maybe you won't, but life It won't have any effect... The vigorous love you mentioned is all in the story. "
"Not at all."
The little head shook his head: "I think the matter between the aunt and the prince Zhong is enough to be a big deal."
"them?"
Xi Zhuwick was stunned: "Where is the excitement? The two of them haven't met a few times from the beginning to the end."
"It's not in the process."
The little head said thoughtfully: "I think... If I am willing to give birth to a man, then it is love. If I am willing to die for him, then it is a great deal."
Xi Zhuwick was shocked and didn't know how to answer.
The little head held his chin and looked at the yard, and said to himself: "Of course, I am lucky to meet a man who makes me willing to have children and who is willing to die for him. If this happens to be If a man is willing to die for me, then I am happy."
"anthomaniac."
Xi Candlewick seemed to have been touched by something, turned around and walked back to his residence.
The little head is still talking to himself: "How can this be a nympho? Which woman in this world has not fantasized about this? Who doesn't want a good man? Miss, don't tell me that you have never thought about a man."
She didn't wait for an answer, and turned her head to find that the candle wick had gone far away.
"why did you leave… "
The little master suddenly thought of something, looked at the back of Xi Canwick and murmured: "Miss seems to have not jumped out of the flowing water sleeves for a long time... Madam once said that the reason why the young lady can jump out of such incomparable flowing water sleeves is precisely Because she doesn't have a man she particularly cares about. If one day she has such a man in her heart, then she will never be able to pick out the perfect Liuhua Shuixiu again."
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"ah!"
A cry of relief, struggle, and pain finally came from the room, and Fang Xie's heart stopped for it. Immediately afterwards, a loud baby cry sounded, and the cry was so powerful.
Fang Jie immediately turned his head to look at the other side of the room, and a stable woman trotted out from inside, with a smile all over her face: "Congratulations to the Duke! Madam gave birth to a daughter, mother and daughter are safe!"
Fang Jie instantly felt relieved, couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed into the room with big strides. Perhaps, only those who become fathers can experience that kind of joy and distress. The joy is because of the arrival of the child, and the distress is because my woman is suffering.
this moment
Fang Jie seemed to have forgotten everything, and just wanted to rush in to see the woman and child who gave birth to him.