Waiting was always unbearable. Shen Chong was walking back and forth in the tent. He couldn't concentrate on sitting down. He looked up at the hourglass from time to time. What made him angry was that the sand slowly slid down in thin lines. , not caring about his anxious mood at all, which made him wish he could cut open the leak with a knife and let the sand leak out to the bottom!

However, he knew that he could only think about it, and it was of no use. Time would not change due to changes in the flow rate of sand, and sand was not equal to time, but was just a carrier to record the passage of time.

During the torment, the hourglass finally showed that the time had reached Yin hour (three o'clock in the evening). Based on decades of experience, Shen Chong believed that during this time period, people are most likely to become sleepy, are also the slowest to react and the most relaxed! He immediately ran out of the tent. Outside, he called out: "Send the order to gather all the soldiers participating in the operation tonight!"

"Yes!" One of the guards turned and left.

After a while, men in black clothes gathered in twos and threes and arrived in front of Shen Chong's account. There were about two thousand people, most of them with tired faces and sloppy steps. Obviously, Shen Chongguang thought that the other party would be sleepy at the end of the day, but his own soldiers were beaten by him. Ignored.

After marching all night last night, we arrived this morning and continued to attack without sleep. We didn't set up camp until noon. We were busy until evening, and the soldiers set up the stove to cook. When it got dark, they could finally close their eyes and take a nap. However, these two thousand people could not get a good rest. After learning that they had been tasked with setting fires, they were all very nervous. There was no other way. They were newly recruited soldiers, and they were not in high spirits yet. They were sleeping. Each person carried a mountain of corpses on their shoulders and carefully walked forward, leaning closer to the car formation.

There were nearly a thousand crossbowmen behind the car formation. They were the worst off, standing alone at the front line. They also suffered the most psychological pressure, and while others were eating hot meals, they could only chew dry noodles. Bread to satisfy hunger.

Most of the crossbowmen were dozing with their backs on the cart. Although their subconscious told them not to fall asleep, their eyelids couldn't hold it any longer. Although the generals on night watch had kicked several of them awake before, they couldn't bear the large number of people, so in the end they had to Arrange people to take turns to keep watch. The wind in the season is also called ghost wind, which means the wind is strong and persistent, and the whirring sound is like a ghost. This is more obvious in the woods. Listen carefully. , this sound is like a whimper, and like a howl, it is tight and chilling in the heart, especially under the pale moonlight, the shadows cast by the branches swaying around change into various forms. At first glance, there are all kinds of strange graphics, as if there are countless moving ghosts hiding in the dark.

One of the soldiers on guard could not help but tremble and murmured: "Damn, why are these woods so scary? If you look at it twice, you will feel scared!"

Another glanced at him with disdain, turned his gaze towards the woods, and seemed to have discovered something, and shouted in a low voice: "Look, there seems to be a shadow moving inside!"

The original soldier immediately shrank into a ball, and then he slowly grabbed the edge of the car and looked over in fear. He saw the shadows of the trees in the forest swaying, as if ghosts were dancing, and accompanied by the terrifying whistling sound, He couldn't help but screamed out: "My mother!" He slumped back to the back of the car!

The general came upon hearing the sound and asked nervously: "What's going on? Why are you shouting? Is it possible that there is a sneak attack by the enemy?"

The soldier's face turned pale, and his lips trembled as he said: "There is a ghost! There is a ghost! General, there is a ghost in the woods!"

The general looked at the woods with disdain. There was nothing except the swaying shadows of the trees. He immediately grabbed him and said angrily: "What the hell, you are a bitch. Look at it again! Don't dare to do it again next time."

Yelling and yelling is subject to military law!" After saying that, he threw the man to the ground, cursed a few times in his mouth, and then walked away to continue patrolling.

This scream was so sudden in the middle of the night that the guards quickly and subconsciously hid behind the trees without moving.

Xun Guanniang and Yunfeng were hiding behind the same tree. Since the tree trunk was not that big, they had to be close together. This feeling reminded her of the absurdity of the day, and she couldn't help but blush slightly and her breathing became heavier.

Yunfeng, on the other hand, was just the opposite. Waves of refreshing fragrance of white magnolia came to his nostrils. Coupled with the soft feeling on his left arm, he felt that his trip was well worth it! The only drawback was that he grabbed a hand with both hands.

There were corpses folded flat on his chest, one of which belonged to Xun Guanniang. There was no other way, the master had something to do and the disciple had to do his duty, so Yun Feng had to carry it for him.

Perhaps he failed to pay attention in his haste, but one of them was only an inch away from him, staring at him with two wide gray eyes, and there was a trace of blood that had solidified at the corner of his mouth. This was really a disgrace to the scenery!

Yunfeng secretly felt helpless. At this moment, Xun Guanniang spoke up: "It's almost time to reach Broken Mountain? That person just now must have seen the wrong thing, otherwise there wouldn't be any movement for so long. Don't delay any more.

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Involuntarily, a tingling sensation arose in his neck, and along with the fragrant heat, Yunfeng's bones were about to go numb. At this moment, he really wanted to turn around and suck in Xun Guanniang's plump and soft bright red lips!

However, this thought can only be thought about in peace for the time being. Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Yunfeng shrugged his left shoulder as if unintentionally and said with a chuckle: "According to my opinion, that person probably treats us as ghosts."

Already."

The slight strange feeling in her chest made Xun Guanniang feel a little palpitating from the bottom of her heart, and she quickly took a small step back! She didn't know whether Yunfeng did it on purpose, so she thought he did it unintentionally, and she immediately said angrily: "
Chapter completed!