Smash the little fairy doctor, relying on fortune-telling to popularize the entire dynasty

Su Lingxian didn't know about Gu Mingxuan's deal with Heifengzhai, and the crown prince Gu Qiuyang also seemed to only care about other things. Gu Mingxuan looked around and asked his confidants to inquire for a long time before confirming that this place was indeed within the range of Heifengzhai.

Relieved, he turned around and went back to the tent, and began to enjoy the melons and fruits served by the guards.

Compared with the tents of the prince and the son, the tent of the Xiao family was pitifully small and there were only two. The food for dinner was left over from nowhere, and the guards threw it in front of the lotus at will.

The angry lotus couldn't help cursing, but Nie Chen stopped her in the end.

The mountains are dangerous, but they also have rare game.

After a while, a tall man emerged from the dense forest one step at a time. Nie Chen was holding a hare in one hand and two pheasants in the other.

The little gray wolf, who rarely went back to the forest to let the wind go, was very happy, bouncing around at the man's feet.

Take a closer look at the corners of its mouth, which are still stained with animal hair. I don’t know where the game is full in this mountain forest, so comfortable.

Before returning the account directly, Nie Chen squatted at the flowing water source and began to process the mountain goods.

The dexterous point of the knife cut through the hare's skin and peeled it off cleanly, and then used a branch to penetrate the limbs to fix it, and took away the hot water that the guards were sitting on the fire, and scalded the pheasant's hair. Cleaning out the internal organs will be done.

"Tou Lin, this..."

When Nie Chen ostentatiously came to fetch water, the guards were busy serving the masters. When he turned his head and saw such rude guards of the Xiao family, he couldn't help feeling dissatisfied.

Along the way, everyone could see the hostility of the eldest son and Su Lingxian towards the Xiao family. As slaves, they naturally wanted to make things difficult for the Xiao family.

After all, it is tiring to serve the master, who wants to serve others, they are the dignified guards of the Mo state, not the little eunuchs without roots in the imperial city.

Lin Mu glanced at it seemingly inadvertently, and said in a low voice, "His daughter is a concubine princess, do you think the masters will care about using our pot of hot water?"

This is correct, even if Gu Mingxuan and Su Lingxian deliberately made things difficult for the Xiao family, they would not be concerned about these trivial matters.

Nie Chen was also sure about this, so he just used it to carry water.

After washing it four or five times to make sure the blood was completely washed away, Nie Chen gave the pheasant to the lotus flower.

"Make a pot of chicken soup for the masters."

The lotus turned around and prepared the pot, set it on the campfire and started burning it.

After adjusting the hare stand again, Nie Chen inserted the wooden stand into the piled firewood and took out the fire pocket to light it up, only to see the firewood ignite with a bang.

Looking up, it was Young Master Mo who was startled.

The man with dark eyes didn't think it was a big deal at all, his gaze had already turned back to the girl beside him.

For Nie Chen, it was quite a shock.

The cultivator in front of him was once a young man who was so thin that he could almost shatter when touched, his thin figure and cowardly eyes are still in Nie Chen's memory.

When the boy begged him to teach him martial arts, Nie Chen was moved by the tenacity in his eyes. He hoped that the boy would grow up strong and protect his family even if he couldn't fight the enemy.

The man in front of him could no longer be judged by someone who practiced martial arts. He was a monk of Tianzong, and his unfathomable skills alone could be worth an army of hundreds of people.

Concentrating on the envy in his eyes, Nie Chen concentrated on roasting the hare.

He was delighted that the boy he had watched grow up finally got his long-cherished wish.

The smell of meat spread, Xiao Jingmo took out the prepared spices and sprinkled them on the roasted rabbit, then tore off the rabbit legs and gave one to Su Qingtian and one to Xiao Hanyue.

The lotus soup over there is also cooked just right, served to the masters in simple porcelain bowls, to drive away the chill before the dark night.

Compared to the Xiao family who was leisurely like an outing, the guards in charge of the safety of the crown prince and the eldest son looked dignified.

They knew that the bandits were hiding in the invisible mountains and forests, and as the sky completely darkened, the visible range was only the square inch of land reflected by the campfire in front of them.

In this way, until midnight, the masters slept in the tents early, and the guards relaxed, hoping that the night would be peaceful until the sun rose.

But tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

The night is cold and the moon is cool, the wind gently sweeps the trees and weeds among the valleys on the ground, and the rustling sound is like a nocturne, making most people gradually fall asleep.

Nie Chen opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Xiao Jingmo standing outside the little lady's tent, his sharp gaze was quickly scanning the depths of the dark woods.

Nie Chen calmed down and listened carefully. There were many uninvited guests in the dark night. Although they deliberately lightened their steps, they did not control their heavy breathing.

He could tell from the sound of these people's footsteps and breathing that they were all strong men of Kong Wu, and only a handful of them possessed martial arts. There were so many people here at this time, who else could there be except bandits? !

Apart from Nie Chen and Xiao Jingmo, Gu Qiuyang's guards also sensed that something was wrong, and they quickly surrounded the master's tent, holding the knife handle firmly.

But Gu Mingxuan and Su Lingxian's guards felt at ease as if they were at home, they all fell asleep, and Lin Mu was the only person outside their tent to look after them.

Those who were vigilant tacitly extinguished all the fires as quickly as possible.

The not-so-big movement woke up Xiao Hanyue and He Hua.

As soon as the lotus opened the door curtain to probe, Nie Chen grabbed her shoulder and pushed her back.

"Watch the little lady, don't take half a step away from her."

Nie Chen's words instantly made He Hua realize what had happened. She approached Su Qingtian who was sleeping soundly, hid the silver taels she had brought in her underwear, and then looked worriedly at the outside covered by the curtain.

When the campfire was extinguished, she couldn't even see Big Brother Nie, but she couldn't bear to take her eyes off that place.

The subordinates firmly grabbed the corner of the young lady's clothes and never let go.

The pitch black sky was overwhelming, Nie Chen looked around with his long sword in his hand, and suddenly noticed a faint smell of fragrance floating around along the white smoke of the extinguished fire, which seemed to be absent.

He subconsciously held his breath.

"It's Mixiang!"

Xiao Hanyue covered her mouth and nose with her sleeves, quickly took off the water bag in the carriage, and poured the water on the fire, and the fragrance became weaker.

But the water in the water naan is limited, and rosemary is still exuding from the other fires.

Gu Qiuyang's guards fell down one by one, and finally Lin Mu also passed out.

No one expected that the effect of rosemary would be so quick. In just one stick of incense, almost everyone was so weak that they collapsed to the ground and finally passed out.

Nie Chen fetched water as fast as he could to dissipate the scent, but to no avail. The young master just passed out after getting close to other fires.

As soon as he turned his head, Young Master Jing Mo fell down against the tree trunk at some point, and his mind gradually became dizzy, his vision was blurred and difficult to distinguish, and finally fell two steps away from the little lady's camp.