At this moment, a soldier ran in from the gate and entered the house.

Ala Yanzong bent down again and lay on the ridge of the roof, continuing to observe what was going on in the room.

I only heard the report from the soldiers: "Your Majesty, the house caught fire and collapsed soon. The man must have been buried underneath. Only then did people put out the fire, and all personnel were withdrawn from the manor."

Mei Denanqiang laughed, waved his right hand, "Go down!"

The soldier stood up and left.

Mei Denanqiang beamed with joy, turned to Mei Denan and said: "Brother, that guy was burned to death in the fire. His house collapsed. God also buried him, which relieved the hatred in my heart."

Unexpectedly, Maidenan just sighed and didn't look happy. "Fourth brother, you are only looking for a short time. You have forgotten the purpose of going home this time. How will you get enough military rations and how will you find the herbs?"

Come? Your mission is my money!"

Mei Denanqiang's smile froze immediately, "This...this..."

"Hahahaha!" Mei De Shangwu, who was lying on the recliner, burst into laughter. "I think my father is usually very resourceful, and sometimes even more cunning. I didn't expect that today he was stumped by a dead man. He asked for food and grass.

That’s not easy!”

When Maidenan heard this, he felt that his unconventional son seemed to have a method, and he no longer cared about his disrespectful words. His eyes widened and he became energetic and asked: "Does my son have any good ideas?"

Even Mei Denanqiang was a little surprised, and then said: "If my nephew has a good idea, please tell me quickly, and don't let my fourth uncle lose his head."

Mei De Shangwu was sitting on the recliner with his legs crossed and his feet dangling. His expression at this time was even more disrespectful, and he didn't even look at the two old brothers.

"My father is a bit old and confused. Even if that guy doesn't die and we capture him, can you still get food and grass from him? How can a poor guy get it for you? Isn't that just wishful thinking? But he is dead.

That food and grass will be even better. Hehe!"

"You brat! What's the point? Come on, tell me!" Mai Denan became a little anxious when he saw Mei De Shangwu being pretentious and not talking about the topic.

Mei De Shangwu said slowly: "Why is our family so short of food? How can we get it back? Whoever drinks the medicinal soup will be asked to spit it out. Isn't that how we all live together!"

Mei Denanqiang didn't understand for a moment, with a puzzled look on his face. He turned to look at Mei Denanchang and said, "He is..."

But after hearing this, Maidenan Chang's face turned from gloomy to clear. Then he stroked his sparse beard and laughed and said: My son is smart, he is really better than the inexperienced!"

Then Mei Denanqiang still looked confused, "Um...brother, what kind of riddles did you two, father and son, do? How did you raise food and grass?"

"Hahahaha!" Maidenan was no longer worried as before, and now he was full of joy. He stroked his beard and said:

"That guy asked me to open a warehouse to put grain, which is why the official grain is not enough. I thought that if every household hasn't finished eating yet, let them hand it back, and the amount will naturally be made up. Even if they have already eaten some

It doesn’t matter, I’ll make up for it with enough food from our family for you to hand over.”

Mednan said "Oh", as if suddenly enlightened, and suddenly said: "What about the medicinal herbs? Who still has medicinal herbs?"

Maidenan continued: "As for the medicinal herbs, it's even better to say. You brought five hundred soldiers, our manor now has two hundred villagers, and there are hundreds of refugees. Now every house in the township is closed.

There are nearly a thousand people going out. Tomorrow you ask the civilians and refugees in Bingding and Zhuangding Town to go to Nanshan together to look for medicinal herbs. Even if the medicinal herbs are rare, we will get enough for you within two or three days."

"Oh, oh, oh!" Mei Denan thought from confusion to understanding. It would be strange for someone as smart as his elder brother not to get rich. Suddenly he thought of this idea. It was Mei De Shangwu who thought of it, and he felt that this was out of tune.

A nephew who is even more cunning than his father.

"This is a good idea. This way I can do my job, and my family will make a fortune after I do my job. Oh! Brothers can make a profit by working together! Hahahaha!"

Meidenanqiang couldn't help but laugh happily.

After hearing the conversation between the three men, Alayanzong was even more angry. In order to fulfill the king's mandate, he actually ignored the life and death of the people.

Without food, the people will starve to death. Without medicinal herbs, the plague will not be controlled and will spread rapidly. Then the area around Med Manor will become a no-man's land like Allah Marina Castle.

These pests must be eradicated quickly!

Thinking of this, Ala Yanzong jumped down from the ridge of the roof, pushed the door open with both hands.

Mednan, the three of them were laughing quietly there, but suddenly they saw a person breaking into the room, and their laughter suddenly stopped.

After all, Mei Denanqiang was a soldier, so he reacted quickly. When he stopped laughing, he stood up, pulled out the sword from his waist, pointed at the masked Ala Yanzong, "Hey! Where did that come from?

Thief? How dare you break into a house at night!"

Mednan was stunned for a moment, and his facial muscles froze. As soon as he stood up from the chair, the muscles of his whole body seemed to be froze, and he remained motionless.

Mei De Shangwu was even more frightened. He was closest to Ala Yanzong and wanted to stand up and retreat, but his weak body really failed him. He kicked his legs twice and lay down on the recliner again.

Ala Yanzong took off his hijab calmly and said: "Thieves who resurrect themselves to collect debts."

Seeing that it was Ala Yanzong, Maidenan plopped down on the chair again, his lips trembling and making a sound, "This...how is this possible?"

Mei De Shangwu's body was shaking on the recliner, like chaff, "Ghost!"

Although Mei Denanqiang's calf was twisted, he still held on, his sword shaking, "Alayanzong? Are you...are you...a human or a ghost?"

Ala Yanzong stared straight at Mei Dennanqiang, and drew the dagger from his waist with his right hand.

As he walked forward, he said slowly: "I am a ghost, a fierce ghost who sends the living King of Hell to see the real King of Hell!"

While he was talking, he came to Mei De Shangwu. When Mei De Shangwu saw Alayanzong's face was solemn and his eyes were burning, he did not stare at him, but just stared at his fourth uncle. But he saw that the dagger was shining with cold light and cold air.

Shockingly, he was not only shivering, but also had goosebumps all over his body, and he had already lost control of his urine.

The dagger slid quickly in front of him. This was the last scene he saw in this world. With a splash of blood on his neck, this living King of Hell really went to find the real King of Hell.

Ala Yanzong did not stop, but still moved forward slowly, letting the blood drip from the tip of the sword.

"I am a human being, and I am the last living person you see in this world!"

Mei Denanqiang watched Ala Yanzong kill Mei De Shangwu with a light sword. His hatred defeated his fear. He roared and swung his sword towards Ala Yanzong.

When Mei Denan saw that the person coming was Ala Yanzong, he was naturally very shocked. When the dagger slashed at Mei De Shangwu's neck, it seemed to have struck his neck.

Seeing the blood gushing out from Mei De Shangwu's neck, he actually felt suffocated, there was a buzzing in his head, and he felt dizzy before his eyes, as if he was dead.

As Meidenanqiang roared and rushed towards Alayanzong, Meidenanzhang immediately woke up, experienced shock, fear, suffocation, and trance, and now his mind was filled with hatred and anger.
Chapter completed!