Chapter 910

About a mile away from the edge of the battlefield, someone in the grass moved a little and changed his posture. He had been lying here for a full day and night, and his body was a little stiff. It's already very dangerous here. From time to time, there are deserters who don't have the courage to rush by from afar. The one closest to him almost stepped on his hand.

He is a hidden expert, and he is also an expert in tracking and exploring secrets.

His name is Liao Sheng

One of the thousand households of Xiaoqi school.

Since he followed San Jin Hou Wu from the southwest to the south of the Yangtze River to track the trace of Da Zi, he didn't go back. I was ordered to stay here to monitor Yang Jian and Da Zi's actions, as well as shengtu's actions.

Liao Sheng's cultivation may not be very strong, but his ability to disguise and track is rare in the world. What he hides in the grass is like a part of the earth. It seems very difficult to find him if it is not deliberately detected by perceptual practitioners.

He is the kind of person who stands next to a stone, stands next to a big tree is a branch, and lies on the ground is a piece of soil.

Moreover, the real master of tracking is not chasing after the target. It's about being able to predict in advance and guess what might happen. Liao Sheng found that after Yang Jian's troops were mobilized on a large scale, he had a premonition that he would attack Liuzhou, so he left the Sui army camp in advance, avoided the Scouts of the victorious army outside Liuzhou, and then chose here.

It seems that there is not even a tree around here. It is 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, and the fighting could be directly and clearly observed. He carefully covered his eyes with grass to prevent the sun from reflecting out. Then, each movement should match the direction of the wind as much as possible, so it is very natural.

About a meter around him, a piece of soil suddenly moved, and then a pair of eyes appeared in the soil.

It's not earth, it's a piece of cloth. A very ordinary but absolutely exquisite cloth. What is painted on the cloth is soil and green grass. This person lies on the ground and is covered with this layer. If he doesn't move, it's really difficult to detect unless he walks up.

"Thousands of households..."

The man under the cloth poked out his eyes and looked at Liao Sheng.

"Can't hold it?"

Liao Sheng asked in a low voice.

The man smiled with self mockery: "I've peed in my pants more than once. I'm the first to learn this skill when I work with Qianhu... I just want to know what's going on there. I'm always in the dark and can't see anything. I'm worried."

"What are your skills?"

Liao Sheng asked in a low voice.

"Good memory!"

The young man who listened to the voice replied very seriously.

"Well, just remember. So from now on, shut up and wait for me to tell you what I see. The step covered on you is the treasure of my school. It is woven with precious silk thread and can even block the spiritual power of perceptual practitioners. I cover it on you not to hide you, but to ensure your survival. I brought you because you have far extraordinary power Human memory, I'll tell you what I see, and you just remember. "

"Once I'm noticed, I'll leave as soon as possible and lead the enemy away. Your task is to lie motionless and wait until it's safe. You don't need to care about my life or death, and you don't need to care about what happened on the battlefield. Do you need me to say it again?"

"No need..."

The young man slowly pulled the cloth and completely hid it again.

Liao Sheng smiled. He attached great importance to this man. Although he was young, he felt that he could be reused in the future.

"Remember, the armored army is very strange. It can't be killed by fire. Even if it is disabled, it can still fight."

He said in a low voice.

"Remember, from the density of the explosion, there should be at least 80 guns on the side of the victorious army."

He held his eyes and carefully observed the situation on the battlefield.

Just then, his heart suddenly tightened.

Liao Sheng moved his Qianli eye to the other side, and then saw more than a dozen monks in yellow robes and red cassocks flying over the grass. Liao Sheng knew that he had been exposed. He glanced at the place where the young man lay prone: "I've been found. This is the last one for you to remember. Don't move until I leave. Leave after dark... There are a lot of Buddhists under Da Zi, and their cultivation is not weak... And... 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, Liao shengmeng jumped up and flew out into the distance.

"There!"

When the dozen monks saw Liao Sheng, they accelerated and rushed here.

Under the cloth, Chen Zhenyu, who was only 16 years old, slid down silently with tears and bit his lips tightly.

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Many people have been busy in the Zhuque mountain camp since early in the morning, especially in the place where the women's dependents of Houshan live. Outside the small courtyard where sang Sa Sa lives, many people have been surrounded. These people were the generals and family members of the black flag army who came to hear the news. Although there were many people, they didn't speak, as if they were waiting for something.

Not only around the yard, but also in the distance.

Relatively speaking, sang Sa's yard was very empty, with only one person standing there.

Fang Xie

From time to time, servant girls came out of the house, left in a hurry, and came back with what they needed after a while. There are many voices in the room. They are all women.

A few days ago, the best steady woman invited from within a hundred miles had already lived in.

yes

The child was born later than expected, so that Fang Xie spent these days in anxiety and anxiety. He wants to go in and help. But he was stopped by wenpo. Although he didn't understand why, Fang Xie still chose to respect wenpo's opinions, because they knew better than him.

Fang Xie didn't pace back and forth in the yard or look into the room.

He just stood there with his hands down and looked up at the sky.

It's like saying something to the sky again.

There was no cry of pain in the room, and Fang Xie's heart was tighter. No one saw him. His hands behind him were full of sweat. Speaking of, Fang Xie has never been so nervous since he came to this world. He has encountered countless dangers, and even many times death passed by. 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 flag army and their women's dependents came, and they waited around. Some women who have had children are relatively relaxed, while they are equally nervous. They didn't go in and stand with Fang Xie because they didn't want to disturb him.

"Will it... Hurt?"

Wanyan Yunshu clenched his fist tightly and looked at Mu Xiaoyao. Mu Xiaoyao bit his lips, opened his mouth, but just shook his head: "how can I know?"

She looked at the sink fan. The sink fan looked at her with a look that you don't understand me.

Farther away

Hundreds of meters away, under a big tree.

The young leader sat on a big stone swinging his legs, looked at the yard and said, "is it the most important thing for women to have children? It's said that it hurts... Miss, you know so much. Can you tell me what it is about having children?"

Wearing a white gauze skirt, the candle wick blushed and stared at the little leader: "what are you asking..."

"I'm just curious about what it's like to have a child. My aunt said that only a woman who has a child is a real woman."

The candle wick shook her head: "she... May not be right."

The young leader was stunned for a moment, and then said with some emotion: "but aunt said that if a woman doesn't have a vigorous love and has no children, her life is incomplete. Miss, have you met someone you like? What is the vigorous love?"

The candle wick's eyes turned to the yard. After a long silence, he said, "there are so many vigorous love in this world, and some are just plain and light life. Maybe you will meet the right person, maybe not, but life will not have any impact... The vigorous love you said is in the story."

"It's not."

The little master shook his head: "I think the affair between aunt and Prince Zhong is vigorous enough."

"They?"

The candle wick was stunned: "where is the dynamism? The two people haven't seen each other several times from the beginning to the end."

"Not in the process."

The young master said thoughtfully, "I think... If I am willing to have children for a man, it is love. If I am willing to die for him, it is magnificent."

The candle wick was shocked and didn't know how to answer.

The young master looked at the yard with his jaw and said to himself, "of course, I'm lucky to meet a man who can make me willing to have children and die for him. If this man happens to be willing to die for me, then I'm happy."

"Flower maniac"

The candle wick seemed to be touched by something. He turned and walked back to his residence.

The little master still said to himself: "how can this be a flower maniac? Which woman in the world has not imagined these? Who doesn't want a happy husband? Miss, don't tell me you haven't thought of a man."

Without waiting for an answer, she turned and saw that the wick had gone away.

"How did you go..."

The little master suddenly thought of something, looked at the back of the wick and murmured: "It seems that Miss hasn't skipped the flowing water sleeves for a long time... Aunt once said that the reason why miss can jump out of such wonderful flowing water sleeves is because she doesn't have a man in her heart. If one day she has such a man in her heart, she will never pick out the perfect flowing water sleeves."

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"Ah!"

A cry of relief, struggle and pain finally came out of the room, and Fang Xie's heart stopped. Then a loud baby cry rang, which was so powerful.

Fang Xie immediately turned to look at the other side of the room. A steady woman trotted out of the room with a smile on her face: "congratulations to the Duke of the country! My wife has given birth to a daughter, and my mother and daughter are safe!"

Fang Xie felt at ease for a moment. She couldn't bear it any longer. She strode into the house. Perhaps only a father can feel the joy and heartache. The joy is because of the arrival of the child, the heartache, and the suffering of her own woman.

This moment

Fang Xie seems to have forgotten everything and just wants to rush in and see the woman and child who gave birth to him.