I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 60 The Child Who Wet His Pants
Fuck!
Lu Wujiu cursed in his heart, and two fierce soldiers suddenly rushed out of his body and hit the two mountain people.

"boom!"

With a collision, the two men were knocked away and fell outside the yard with a "bang". Their heads tilted and they fainted.

Lu Wujiu walked to the door, glanced outside, and made sure that there was no one else. Then he looked around, picked up the machete that fell beside the door, took back his weapons, and left the hut.

The thatched cottage was built deep in the mountains and forests. Although it was winter, it was surrounded by shrubs like a sea and towering trees.

After climbing to a high place and looking around, there was no human habitation, but a narrow mountain path could be vaguely seen extending down the mountain.

"Trouble!"

Lu Wujiu's heart sank.

Land deeds are formed by the obsessions of all living beings. Therefore, no matter which historical scene it is, there must be countless obsessions involved.

This was the fundamental reason why Yang Fengzhao allocated troops for protection.

At this time, he was far away from human habitation, and no matter how you looked at it, he did not meet the conditions for the birth of a land deed.

He took a deep breath and walked quickly along the mountain path.

Go down the mountain, running as fast as the wind.

Soon, a village came into view.

As he entered the village, Lu Wujiu slowed down his pace. Under the earthen wall, the skinny old man stared at him.

Several young children with limbs as thin as bamboo poles and bellies as big as balls were scrambling to lick a broken bowl.

Not far away, next to the millstone, an old woman in tattered linen clothes was grinding tree bark, and next to her were wild vegetable roots that she had dug up from somewhere.

Everyone stared at him as if he were a stupid roe deer.

Lu Wujiu was silent for a moment, then walked over to the old woman and said, "Excuse me, Madam, where is this?"

The old woman stared at him without saying a word.

Lu Wujiu took a deep breath and asked again, but the old woman still didn't speak.

"Where did this wild boy come from? He's so plump and tender. Aren't you afraid of being captured by bandits and used as military rations?"

An old voice came from behind him.

Lu Wujiu turned his head and saw a skinny old man looking him up and down with cloudy eyes. His eyes were dark green and full of creepy desire.

"Who is the old gentleman?"

"I am the chief of this clan... Do you have anything to eat?"

Lu Wujiu felt all over his body and shook his head, saying, "No more. I ate them all while fleeing the famine on the road."

The old man's eyelids twitched, and after thinking for a while, he said, "This is Jingshan, and it's deserted. All the young people in the village have run away, leaving only the old, weak, and disabled like us. We can only survive by eating tree bark and vegetable roots. You'd better leave quickly!"

Lu Wujiu looked around and said, "Where is the nearby town?"

The old man pointed to the west and said, "Follow this mountain road, heading west. It will take about half a day to get there."

Lu Wujiu bowed: "Thank you, sir!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The old man looked at Lu Wujiu's receding back and sighed for a long time.

The old woman who had been silent all this time could not help but say:
"Old man, he looks like a Han Chinese. Why don't you just stop him from going into the mountains? Why are you pointing him in the opposite direction? The county town is now occupied by bandits. If he goes there, wouldn't he be courting death?"

The old man sat down, picked up a vegetable root, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly:

"Look at him, fleeing all the way from famine, he's so smooth and tender, and he doesn't even have any food on him. You can tell he's eaten a lot of human flesh. Why keep a guy like him around?"

The old woman said nothing for a long time, then said, "Youngest and Third, how long have you been out? Why haven't you come back yet?"

The old man sighed and said, "I'm afraid he's gone to catch field mice again!"

The old woman said, "The two brothers are growing taller, otherwise..."

The old man rolled his eyes and cursed, "Shut up!"

A group of soldiers stood nearby, staring at them. When they stopped talking, they turned around and chased after the marshal.

Outside the village, Lu Wujiu stopped and listened to the news from the soldiers beside him. He looked back at the mountain village, thought for a while, and continued to walk towards the county town.

Seven days was too short, he didn't dare to delay, he summoned his Taoist scriptures, pushed his body forward, and ran out of the mountain.

When he was about to walk out of the mountains, he suddenly stopped.

But at the end of the mountain road, there was a checkpoint.

He frowned slightly, looking at the mountain path with a deep ravine on one side and a broken cliff on the other. He grabbed the dead vines on the cliff with both hands, and was about to walk over the checkpoint as light as a swallow.

Unexpectedly, he heard a sudden teasing sound from below, which made him frown. "Where did this kid come from?"

Looking down, I saw two men dressed as farmers stopping a young child in cotton clothes and trousers at the checkpoint.

"I want to go home, I want to go home..."

The child was covered in dirt, his hair was a mess, and his eyes were red and swollen from crying.

"roll roll roll!"

The farmer was about to wave his hand when he heard a shout from not far away.

"and many more!"

Following the sound, I saw a bearded, burly Hu man walking towards me, surrounded by a group of Hu soldiers and Han people.

"You're just going to let the best and the worst go? Do you want to die?"

The Hu man spoke in a strange dialect and started whipping the farmer with a whip.

The two men were beaten so hard that they didn't dare to dodge and were shaking violently all over.

The Hu man whipped the child twice, picked up the child with one hand, looked at him angrily, and suddenly threw him to the ground.

"Bah! Damn it, I peed my pants!"

Indeed, there were water stains under the child's trouser legs.

As soon as he landed, he jumped up and ran into the mountains with a look of fear on his face.

"Give me the arrow!"

Seeing this, the Hu people shouted excitedly.

The attendants hurriedly offered their longbows.

The Hu man took it, drew his bow and arrow, and with a "whoosh" sound, he shot an arrow!
"call--"

Unexpectedly, a gust of wind blew and the arrow lost its aim and landed next to the child.

"Humph!"

The Hu man was secretly annoyed and drew his bow and arrow again. With a "whoosh", the arrow missed the target again.

"what--"

The Hu man was furious and yelled, "Swish, swish, swish!" He shot several arrows in a row, but every arrow missed the target.

By the time he had run out of arrows, the child had already run around the corner of the mountain.

"Ahhh—go kill him! Kill him!"

The Hu people gnashed their teeth and roared in frustration. When the followers around him heard the order, they drew their swords and rushed out in panic.

By the time they rushed around the corner of the mountain, where could they still see the children? They looked at each other, their faces pale.

Little did they know that the child was at the foot of a mountain stream not far from them, being carried into the mountains by two men dressed as hunters.

On the mountain wall, Lu Wujiu, who saw this scene, had a gleam of brilliance in his eyes.

He looked up at the city located in the distance on the plain, then turned and chased after the child.

The two hunters were obviously very familiar with the situation in the mountains. One of them carried the child on his back, and the other led the way in front. They were barefoot, but they walked very fast in the mountains.

Even though Lu Wujiu had the blessing of Taoist talismans, he almost lost the opportunity.

The two did not stop until they ran into the deep forest.

One person quickly took off the child's cotton pants, then placed them on the clay jar, twisted them gently with both hands, and liquid dripped down.

"Ah Si, good job!"

Another man put new pants on the child and patted the child's shoulder with joy on his face.

The child, who was originally crying breathlessly, now said proudly, "What barbarians? They are just a bunch of stupid pigs!"

The men laughed: "Haha, that's right!"

Not long after, the man squeezed out the water from his cotton trousers, then he carried the clay jar and the cotton trousers and continued walking into the mountains.

After walking around in circles, we entered a village built halfway up the mountain.

Lu Wujiu stopped and was thinking about how to sneak in to take a look when a loud question shocked him.

"Fellow Daoist, why did you come to Lingyun Village?"

(End of this chapter)