I am a pirate in Ming Dynasty

Wang Yang felt like he was going crazy. How could a good person disappear? How can you go back and report such a big mistake?

Tang Yusheng had given the death order, and who knew the importance of Qin Shang?

Wang Yang was a complete Muggle, and he felt panicked. The Jin Yiwei scanned the hillside and found nothing, which proved that Brother Shang was indeed not nearby. So where did he go?

In a panic, Wang Yang asked several of his men to stay here and continue searching, while he returned to the agreed meeting place.

As soon as he approached, Wang Yang stretched out his hand and made a few gestures in the air, and the figure hiding behind the tree trunk emerged. Wang Yang said a few words, and the man nodded and disappeared instantly.

After a while, Tang Yusheng walked over with a gloomy face.

Looking at the man in front of him, Wang Yang lowered his head, clenched his fingers nervously, and curled up like a child who had done something wrong.

Tang Yusheng's eyes were extremely cold and sinister, and his whole body was like an ice cube. Just being close to him gave people an uncontrollable chill.

"You lost the leader. Do you know what kind of trouble will happen?"

"I know," Wang Yang felt so guilty when faced with the accusation that he almost made the sound in his throat.

Tang Yusheng turned around and slapped the other person on the back of the head, knocking him to the ground with merciless force.

"You lost the person. If you can't find him, you don't have to come back."

Tang Yusheng paid no attention to the figure on the ground and left gloomily.

Wang Yang's head was dizzy. The blow just now knocked his head almost to death. It took him a long time to stagger up and leave.

As for Tang Yusheng, he returned to the temporary camp like a normal person. During this period, he also met Qin Fen, but he didn't mention anything about Qin Shang.

The curtains were also drawn in the ruined temple on the mountain, the fire gradually dissipated, people and horses were exhausted, and it fell into silence after a while.

The only person who was awake was the great monk. He returned to his small room and couldn't sleep for a while. He looked outside the room and muttered to himself: "It's not the time yet, it's not the time yet."

What broke the silence was the first ray of dawn in the morning. The sun was getting warmer, but the weather was mixed with a night of malice, sweeping the entire land into patches of white.

The stingy sunlight shines through the morning light onto the remaining rocks at the foot of the hillside, and a few words are faintly visible on the weather-covered rocks - 'Puhui Temple'.

Looking along the intertwined paths, ten miles away from here, there is a small settlement of three or five families. The smoke is rising from the kitchen. The elderly are walking outside with crutches, whispering to each other about something. The younger children were playing around the small courtyard.

Occasionally, naughty children would use bamboo poles to stir up the shiny ice skates under the eaves. With a crisp crunching sound, the ice skates would shatter to pieces on the ground.

Sister-in-law Zhang is a woman with little experience. She works with her husband at sunrise and rests at sunset. She is a very traditional woman. As soon as the porridge started to smell fragrant in the morning, I thought about the three little guests who came here at dawn, and wanted to go back and take a look. Unexpectedly, I was startled by the crisp sound of the ice skate, and I immediately twisted the culprit's hand. Ear: "Baby, tell me, you are about two years older than the little brother yesterday. Why are you so naughty and mischievous while he is so well-educated?"

Zhang Wazi looked aggrieved. In the past, his mother had never beaten him like this when he stabbed Bingliazi. Today, he just did the same thing as before. Why did he get a punishment?

After Mrs. Zhang taught the children a lesson, she glanced at the bed in the house. The three children were sleeping soundly and then tiptoed out.

Looking at his son playing on the side, he warned in a low voice: "Don't disturb the guests!"

Zhang Wazi got sulky and sat alone on the edge. He picked up the broken reed pole on the fence and poked at the soil boredly.

By the time Sister-in-law Zhang's porridge was ready, every household seemed to be getting lively as the sun rose.

Sister-in-law Zhang’s husband is also a real farm man. He brought a bowl of porridge with more soup than rice and started drinking it early in the morning. Sister-in-law Zhang also put two pieces of dried pickles in her husband’s bowl.

Zhang Chuyi smiled and took a small bite of the pickles, drank the remaining porridge in the bowl with a big gulp, and then said: "We made two traps on Xiaoxipo yesterday, we have to go and see if there are any Goods received.”

"Dad, can we eat meat tonight?" Zhang Wazi didn't know what he was thinking of, his big eyes were full of longing.

Zhang Chuyi smiled honestly: "Dad, you have to take a closer look. My son has to drink broth at night."

"Hai, you're just talking nonsense," Sister-in-law Zhang glared at her husband and said, "When you come back empty-handed at night, what should I do with you?"

After all, Zhang Chuyi couldn't convince Sister-in-law Zhang, so he just smiled awkwardly.

Zhang Chuyi simply tidied up and went out with a few men of about the same age. The village seemed to quiet down immediately. The winter sunshine was a bit lazy. Several families got together again when they had nothing to do. The children They were playing outside, and inside the house several women who were similar to Sister-in-law Zhang were chatting with each other, sewing and mending.

The rising temperature has caused some heating in the room. The warm dust in the slightly moldy quilt can be inhaled into the nasal cavity with a little movement.

The spirit gradually returned to the body, and a feeling of pain and weakness suddenly hit him. Qin Shang opened his eyes slightly, and saw the dark roof.

After all, the high-intensity physical exertion at night has caused sequelae to him. No matter how good his physical strength is, he is still a ten-year-old child.

The pride in his bones did not allow him to lie down so weakly. Almost relying on the support of willpower, Qin Shang slowly climbed down from the bed and shook his still groggy head. Only then did he regain some energy, but he was still lazy. The overflowing warmth and the weakness that penetrated into my bones made me feel like I had no strength even if I wanted to do something.

After putting on his clothes with difficulty, Qin Shang finally got off the ground after a lot of effort.

'Cough cough...cough cough cough...cough cough cough'

A dense cough came from the bed. Qin Shang looked over slowly. Huang Ying's face was very ugly, her whole body was curled up like a rice dumpling, and she was a little sweaty.

She still ran too long last night, and the weather was cold and gloomy. It was God's blessing that Huang Ying didn't get seriously ill at this time.

The mad Taoist's Qihuang technique was also passed on to Qin Shangzi. He also knew a little bit about the method of looking, hearing and asking, so he could probably judge that Huang Ying could only overwork and cause symptoms similar to wind and cold in the body. As long as she had a good sleep, she would be able to recover from the cold. Just take some good supplements and you'll be fine.

When he thought of having something good to eat, Qin Shang struggled out of the threshold. The cold and humid weather in the south seemed even more abrupt here. The inside of the house felt a little colder than the outside, and outside the house, the wind was stronger, so Comparing the two, both are cold.

I had worn a lot of things, but the cold still penetrated my body. The sunlight shining on people's bodies slightly dissipated some of the chill, making them less chilly.

The yard is mostly surrounded by fences, with a small path in the middle. In the fence on the left are several brightly colored roosters flapping, and in the fence on the right is plowed ground, and there is a large haystack piled at the door.

When he walked here in the early morning, Qin Shang didn't take a close look at it. Now that he looks at it like this, it can more or less overlap with some scenes in the memory of his previous life.

The children seemed to have endless energy, chasing each other and playing outside early in the morning.

As soon as I stepped on the ground, the ice layer was mixed with the hardness of the soil, and it felt like stepping on broken glass. As soon as I stepped out, I felt a slight chill on the top of my head. When I raised my head, I saw that there was still a small ice edge on the top of my head. .

Zhang Wazi was having fun when he saw his big brother sleeping in his house was awake. He immediately ran and shouted happily: "Mom, the big brother sleeping in my house is awake, big brother is awake!..."

Following the shouting, the women in the house also reacted. Sister-in-law Zhang threw away the needle and thread in her hand and said, "It's broken. I almost forgot about the children at home."

"Child, what child?" The other women were sleeping soundly at dawn, so naturally they didn't know what happened at that time.

Sister-in-law Zhang grabbed her things and left anxiously, "This matter is complicated to talk about. I will explain it to you in detail later."

After saying that, he quickly walked towards home.