The atmosphere had reached this point, so Zhu Bai decided to cooperate and whispered to the soldiers: "Hey, everyone put out the torches."
The soldiers turned around and looked at Zhu Bai with blank faces: Ah, little prince, when there is a haunted house, shouldn't it be as bright as possible? What kind of trick are you doing...
Although Zhang Yu was also confused, every time Zhu Bai seemed to be doing things without thinking, he actually had a deep meaning, so he signaled the soldiers to put out the torches.
Then a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: Could it be that Zhu Bai was worried about an ambush around him?
He turned around and looked, and his heart suddenly beat like a drum.
That's right, if there are really ambushes of archers in this bamboo forest, they will be easy targets with their torches.
Not to mention that they only have thirty guards here, even three hundred are not enough for them to kill.
Zhu Bai didn't look worried at all, he was eagerly waiting for the plot to develop.
The faint cry came as expected.
"I died so miserably..."
Old, hoarse, and ghostly.
Not to mention, the sound effects are really good.
strong enough!
It just depends on how the service goes.
Zhu Bai rubbed his hands and waited.
Fugui shuddered and leaned towards Zhu Bai: "Hey, it can't really be Master Wei."
Zhu Bai turned to him and asked: "Ah? It's so high-end, it's a ghost, it has allusions and characters. What is the background of Mr. Wei? Please tell me about it."
Fugui whispered: "Master Wei Guanwei, he is the prefect of Suzhou."
Zhu Bai: "Oh, what next."
Fugui: "Died four years ago."
Zhu Bai frowned: "Did he die unjustly?"
According to the routine, doesn't it mean that only those who die unjustly can become ghosts?
Fugui said nothing.
Zhu Bai understood instantly: The dignified magistrate died unjustly, but he did not dare to mention his wealth.
Wasn’t that why he was killed by Lao Zhu!!
Fugui trembled and pointed over there: "Coming, coming."
I saw something in white clothes crawling out of the tomb deep in the bamboo forest and heading this way. As the thing crawled, it said, "I died so miserably."
There was a long trail of blood behind him, and the smell of blood drifted over in the wind, making people nauseous.
Zhu Bai muttered: "This man looks so strange."
If I say this is a person, it is a bit too short.
If it is said that it is not a human being, but its hands and head can be seen, it can still move, and it can still scream.
Fugui said: "It's not surprising, Mr. Wei was cut in half, so he only has his upper body."
Zhu Bai laughed like a goose: "Oh, that's it. It can be so realistic without special effects. These people are quite careful."
Fugui stood in front of Zhu Bai and said: "Your Highness, after this servant comes to break up, you go first."
Zhu Bai: "After what, I wanted to make him childless, so let's get out of the way."
He took his bow and arrow and shot an arrow into the back of that half body.
The arrow fell in mid-air, as if it was knocked down by an invisible hand.
Fugui murmured: "You really can't even shoot an arrow."
The guard, who was already a little scared, was even more scared now.
Although Zhu Bai is young, he can now draw a three-power bow. It is not something ordinary people can do if he wants to shoot him down from such a short distance.
That is the power of ghosts and gods.
Zhang Yu felt terrified in his heart and ordered the soldiers in a low voice: "Shrink and prepare for war."
The soldiers all took out their bows, arrows and knives.
Zhu Bai said: "Don't panic, don't panic."
He took another arrow, dipped it in the oil on the torch, lit it, and shot another arrow in that direction.
The arrow stopped in mid-air again and fell.
Only this time the flame at the tip of the arrow ignited something and it burned.
The sparks spread "hu la la" and soon disappeared again.
Fugui: "Will-o'-the-wisp."
Is this a will-o'-the-wisp?!
I'm usually a very smart person, but today I'm scared.
Zhu Bai couldn't laugh or cry.
These pretentious things have spread a huge thin net in mid-air.
Therefore, arrows flying in that direction will be caught in the net.
If the net is thin enough and the angle is right, you may not be able to find it during the day, let alone the dark night.
The man crawled very close to them, suddenly raised his head, and behind the thick white hair was a pale and old face: "I hurt so much. The King of Hell said that I have no money and won't let me reincarnate as a human being. I can only pester
I’m following you.”
Fugui shivered and took out the money: "I'll just give you the money, don't pester us."
Zhu Bai stopped him and said, "Hey, please give me some advice. I've always been the only one to cheat others out of their money. When will it be someone else's turn to cheat me out of their money? Don't even think about trying to steal my money!"
Fugui: "But..."
Zhu Bai asked loudly: "Everyone, what do you call me the king?"
Soldiers: "Ang?!"
"ah?!"
Zhu Bai: "You all call me the Little King of Hell! I am the Little King of Hell, what kind of kid are you afraid of?!"
He set up another arrow and aimed it at the white figure on the ground.
This time the arrow hit the white figure's back.
The man screamed, jumped up, beat the flames on his back, and ran away in the bamboo forest.
Fugui smacked his lips: "Mom, you run so fast."
When Zhang Yu and the others came to their senses, they all cursed secretly and quickly drew their bows and arrows.
Two more people emerged from the woods and ran after that person.
The feathers and arrows behind them followed them like a life-seeking charm. They hurriedly squatted down, holding their heads: "We surrender. We surrender. Master, please spare our lives."
The guards quickly surrounded them.
Zhu Bai kicked the wooden cart on the ground.
The man just now was lying on the car like a frog, covering himself with clothes, and then crawling on the ground.
Zhu Bai asked coolly: "Are there just the three of you?"
The man pretending to be a ghost raised his head and said tremblingly: "Yes."
Zhu Bai: "Who are you?"
The one pretending to be a ghost said: "We are guards from the Hangzhou Guard. It was really hard. The villain is old and ran out when he couldn't bear it."
Then the other two also cried: "It was fine in the past years, but this year we suffered from floods. We will definitely be arrested for dredging or something. We don't have enough to eat or wear, and we have to be beaten and scolded by the officials. Our subordinates of hundreds of households are all tired."
Several people have died. Maybe I can survive if I run out."
"We have no roads, can't enter the city, and don't dare to go back. We can only pretend to be here to earn some money for food. We are really hungry."
Another deserter...
Zhu Bai couldn't help but frown slightly.
The garrison system established by Lao Zhu was a good idea.
Once the people of the Ming Dynasty became military households, the court would allocate fields to them. They did not have to pay rent, and the food was all their own. They could cultivate the fields and train soldiers in their spare time, and go to the battlefield whenever there was a war.
However, this strategy has a big flaw, that is, no one really cares about the survival of the soldiers at the bottom, but when a war is fought, it is the soldiers at the bottom who die.
As time passed, the chief of the guard station occupied all the farmland that originally belonged to the military households.
As a result, the lower-class soldiers lived in poverty and could not even marry and have children normally.
And once you enter the military household, you will be a military household for generations to come, and you will never be able to stand up again.
