Chapter 172: Lord General, fortune telling (5-6)

"...!"

Hearing this, Yan Heng paused in shock, and his deep ink pupil shrank suddenly.

A little unbelievable color appeared on the handsome face, he subconsciously looked sideways, and glanced at the girl in his ear, "How do you know?"

"uh-huh."

Xiang Xing chuckled and raised his small brows, with a small smug look on his face, "Because I am a prophet."

"..."

Yan Heng couldn't help being startled when he didn't understand what "bring a prophet" was.

[...Where did you learn this from! ]

Duck and Duck spit in Xiang Xing's mind very speechlessly, Duck's head swayed helplessly, [No wonder they all said that you are no longer the previous star! ]

[……Who are they? ]

The little guy blinked soft eyes with a confused look.

[Ah... if I haven't said it. ]

Ya Ya coughed unnaturally, and went silent.

Xiang Xing curled his mouth, and ignored it.

He continued to turn to the man who was still dazed, paused, and the corners of his pink lips twitched lightly.

"Don't ask those who are missing, just say you believe me or not."

The little guy smiled, Xing Tong'er writhing in the soft eyes with a touch of cleverness.

Suddenly he was serious, "In short, if you believe me, everyone is alive; if you don't believe me, you have to pay at least ten brothers...you choose yourself."

After speaking, she dropped the curtain directly and ignored him.

Yan Heng stood by the car window for a long time, with a complex and contemplative expression on his face.

After that, with a belly of suspicion, he led his troops to move on.

Half an hour later, the marching team really met a small and simple village that looked upright.

Yan Heng remembered Xiang Xing's words and pulled at the rein.

I couldn't help turning to the lieutenant aside slightly, and issued an order in a deep voice: "If the order is passed on, the whole army shall not stop for half a step when passing through the village."

He paused, then added, "Offenders, military law!"

"……Yes!"

Although the lieutenant did not know why his general was suddenly so serious, he still took the order, immediately turned his horse's head, and passed the order to the rear team.

With an order, the speed of the entire army crossing the village has been accelerated.

However, the first team arrived in the middle of the village, and Yan Heng really saw a group of village women dressed in plain coarse cloth. Under the leadership of an old woman in purple clothes, Kuan Kwan walked out from the depths of the village.

Everyone also carried a large basket of rice noodles, melons and fruits, and dry food.

However, these village women consciously avoided his gaze, pretending to be waiting by the side of the road, and seemed to have nothing to do with the entire marching team.

Seeing this scene, Yan Heng narrowed his eyes and thought about it.

I couldn't help calling a scout from the back, and whispered in a deep voice: "You find a hidden place to hide and see what the group of village women want to do."

"Yes!"

The scout clung his hands to lead his orders, immediately stepped a little horseback, left the team with extremely light effort, and leaned on a big tree beside the road.

His figure was as fast as a shadow, almost no one noticed.

The marching team continued to advance.

Until Yan Heng and other generals gradually moved away from their backs, seemingly out of sight, the group of village women nodded tacitly under the sign of the old woman's eyes.

He immediately raised a very hospitable smile and greeted the marching team.

"Masters of the army! There are so many hardships on this march, please accept a little bit of our people's hearts!"

"A little bit of rustic food, please don't dislike it... We also want to contribute to Luo Yunguo's victory!"

Unfortunately, what the village women didn't expect was that instead of paying any attention, these soldiers, when they heard their words, seemed to have seen a reminder, their steps accelerated.

The village women couldn't help staring at each other in astonishment.

In the end, he continued to yell without giving up, thinking that he could always touch someone with a soft ear.

The result was counterproductive. It made the footsteps of the entire support army marching team up several times. It didn't take long for the entire team to completely pass through the village...

A group of women were left in a daze.

Seeing them regaining consciousness, the little scout nodded thoughtfully, and returned to Yan Heng with light work.

In return: "Thanks to the general, those women are really tricky."

He retelled the expressions of the women to Yan Heng.

After the man listened, Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: "I see."

Then, it seemed to think of something, "Who in the line stopped and talked to the group of women, or accepted their food?"

"To the general, there is no one."

The scout answered truthfully.

"Very well, step back."

Sending off the scout, Yan Heng tightened the rein in his hand.

At the bottom of my heart, I was a little relieved.

His dark, ink eyes condensed, and he suddenly looked back at the carriage behind him and glanced at him casually.

Looking at the little guy who stuck out half his head and was looking at the wonderful scenery along the way curiously and amazingly, his heart trembled slightly.

A little suspicion arose.

...

Worried about being too close to the village of unknown purpose and causing future troubles, Yan Heng had to give an order, making the entire marching team an hour longer.

When we arrived at the next station, it was already late at night.

After the campfire was born, the soldiers were a little bit sleepy, and then they camped on the spot.

After sticking around, several little soldiers suddenly saw a small and exquisite figure, alone, going back and forth in a corner of the camp.

She puffed up her little dumpling face depressed, and awkwardly fiddled with her luxurious oilcloth tent.

Obviously it won't match at all.

Seeing the little soldiers could not help whispering.

"Speaking of which, the little teacher is so honorable, why doesn't he travel with any entourage?"

"Hey, I heard from my relatives who worked as a servant in the palace, Xiao Guoshi is lonely and has always been alone. Even in her mansion, there are no servants!"

"This is too lonely..."

"Hey, just like Xiao Guoshi, I think she won't be able to get up tomorrow morning...Shall we go help her later?"

"I dare not! You forgot what the general said before he went out..."

A few little soldiers were still discussing in a whisper, but a certain general in their mouth suddenly appeared in the sight of a few people.

Under the silent gaze, he walked straight to the back of the little guy who was sitting in front of the tent tarp, pulling his hair depressedly.

Seeing her little messy appearance, Yan Heng pursed her thin lips, and sighed helplessly.

"Get up, I'll pick it up for you."

"……Oh!"

Xiang Xing heard this, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, and quickly stood up and stepped aside.

Leaning his head, standing quietly and obediently, his soft eyes are full of expectation.

"..."

Yan Heng glanced at her, his eyes paused.

He quickly turned around and pitched her a tent silently and skillfully.