I don’t know when it started, but Guo Ziyi found that Xiaoqi seemed to be very sleepy, sleepy all day long, and yawned at any time.

However, when asked him the reason, he couldn't tell the reason. Every time this guy answered, he grinned and let out that sweet and silent laugh, as if he was a child, and he was innocent.

So after Guo Ziyi asked a few times, she no longer cared about this confused guy. Anyway, Guo Xiaoqi was nothing wrong with yawning. After all, it was just yawning, and it was possible to get sleepy in spring.

But Yang Yuhuan attached great importance to it and asked the reason many times in a row. Unfortunately, after many days of asking, he couldn't ask anything.

"Maybe it's because he is naturally dull and the content I've taught recently is quite difficult, so I'm so tired..."

Yang Yuhuan talked to Guo Ziyi and decided to stop Guo Xiaoqi's class for the time being.

"Let him follow you for a while and learn what the guard should do. Although you don't need to let him guard, he has the name of a guard after all. If he doesn't do serious business every day, others will lie when he gets money and food."

A good excuse, and it is in line with reality.

Guo Ziyi didn't want to take Guo Xiaoqi with him because he was busy recruiting soldiers recently. Unfortunately, Yang Yuhuan was very persistent and even said righteously: "He is your guard, and his seniority is your nephew. Although he is a nephew in name, we have decided to raise him as a child."

"The money you set for him is very high, almost double that of a black armored iron cavalry. Since ancient times, those who do great things cannot abandon public because of their own personal gain... Even if everyone doesn't gossip, our husband and wife must first abide by the rules."

"Listen to me, let him follow you, even if he doesn't do anything every day, just follow you in a daze, that's fine, that's also considered as escorting."

What Yang Yuhuan said makes sense. Guo Ziyi couldn't find any words of rejection, so she had no choice but to agree and bring Guo Xiaoqi with her every day.

After I took it by my side, I realized that this guy was actually not a burden. He was always stunned, yawning every day, confused and sleepy. If no one talked to him, he would not talk all day.

So Guo Ziyi gradually got used to it, and Li Guangbi and others gradually got used to it.

Even as time goes by, everyone seems to have forgotten that there is such a person. He is obviously following Guo Ziyi every day, no matter where he goes, he just follows him. However, in everyone's impression, he will subconsciously ignore this person.

Yang Yuhuan was very satisfied with this situation and praised it specifically, deliberately praised it in front of everyone:

"A guard, it must be like a shadow. He doesn't show any signs of dew on weekdays, but only comes with it when encountering things... Xiaoqi is very good, he is a good guard."

After hearing this praise, Li Guangbi and others showed strange expressions. As expected, no matter how wise and profound the sister-in-law was, she still had the maternal nature of a woman. Praise Guo Xiaoqi like this was almost no different from spoiling her child.

But everyone was not dissatisfied, but thought that this situation was very reasonable. After all, Guo Xiaoqi's dull appearance made people feel distressed, and anyone could see his dullness over time.

He could not even be considered dull, but had major intellectual problems. It was likely that he witnessed his parents being eaten by wolves when he was young, so he was already scared out of the disease at that time.

So not only Yang Yuhuan loved Guo Xiaoqi, but everyone gradually became doting on him.

Those who are as weak as children will be merciful to the strong.

...

However, no one has understood why Guo Xiaoqi is sleepy every day.

The night is deep and the mountains and forests are in secluded.

In a mountain village on Maling Mountain, the bandits all looked frightened.

"It's dark, it's dark. I don't know who will die tonight, and I don't know how many people will die tonight."

"In just ten days, two copycats have disappeared, hundreds of people died in an unknown way, and the reason was not found from beginning to end."

"There are ghosts, there must be ghosts."

"There must be a group of people-eating ghosts hidden in our forest."

No matter how frightened the bandits were, the night was still coming, the whole forest became quiet, and occasionally there were insects and light breezes.

In the dark dense forest, a pair of eyes blinked gently on a towering ancient tree, like two pearls in the dark night.

It turned out to be Guo Xiaoqi.

It was like a wolf squatting on a tree.

He was very patient, squatting quietly on the tree without moving, like a lump of wood or a numb sculpture.

Mosquitoes bite him, and he didn't seem to feel itchy, neither scratching nor driving him away. He just squatted quietly on the tree, even the sound of gasping was very quiet.

He was holding a short stick in his hand, and the whole body was so dark that the material was not visible. Only the top was a little sharp and flashed with smoothness like rice grains.

In the distant mountain village, more than two hundred bandits gathered together, each holding weapons, and the entire mountain village was lit with countless torches.

illuminate.

Precaution.

Everyone doesn't sleep.

Full of vigilance.

Guo Xiaoqi grinned, with a simple smile on his face, as if he muttered to himself, and as if he was talking to someone: "It doesn't matter if the whole village is vigilant, but it's a bit slow to kill. Xiaoqi, you are timid, sleep for a while, and when you wake up, I will be able to finish my life."

"Obe obedient, Xiaoqi, you sleep for a while and don't be scared. After I go and kill them, I will call you to wake up and go home."

"These bandits are trouble for the clan uncle. We can't let the clan uncle have trouble. There is also Aunt Yang Yuhuan who loves us so much. My aunt made clothes for us today. Seeing our eyes so gentle, just like mother, just like mother..."

"Guo Xiaoqi, have you slept?"

"It's good to sleep, I'll go kill someone."

He was obviously Guo Xiaoqi himself, but he called Guo Xiaoqi one by one. Suddenly, the clear smile on his face disappeared, and slowly turned into an inexplicable silence.

It seemed as if in the blink of an eye, I suddenly became a different person.

The next moment.

With a whoosh.

Guo Xiaoqi's figure shot out, like a big bird rushing out of an ancient tree. His thin and dry body quickly cut through the night sky and landed among the bandits in the mountain village.

More than two hundred bandits raised their weapons almost at the same time, shouting loudly, and in the sword light and sword shadows, the entire village was laughing wildly.

"Hahahaha, it really works if you don't sleep. The assassin couldn't help it. He finally showed up. Brothers, chop him up.

"Hahahaha, are you still threatening after you show up? Little thing, go to die."

The bandits rushed forward with laughter.

However, after just a few breaths, the sudden burst of laughter turned into horror.

"Run, run, this is a ghost, he is a ghost."

The torches in the village were bright, illuminating the entire massacre scene. In the flash of fire, Guo Xiaoqi's figure was like a ghost. He was traveling rapidly in the crowd, and people kept lying down wherever he went.

Every dead bandit had the same wounds. A hole appeared in the Adam's apple and kept spewing out blood foam.

It was Guo Xiaoqi's short stick, which he once wanted to give to Guo Ziyi. At that time, Li Guangbi once identified it and thought it was a crude simple dagger.

Daggers are short-soldiers, usually used for self-defense. If used for attack, they can only be attacked by assassins.

However, this dagger-like short stick was more powerful than the Modao of the Tang Dynasty Modao Team in Guo Xiaoqi's hands. Wherever he passed, killing people was like mowing grass.

...

There are more than 200 bandits in this village.

Guo Xiaoqi killed people as fast as killing a pig.

However, even though he was extremely fast, he still spent most of the night. The reason was very simple, and the bandits were running away for the death.

So most of Guo Xiaoqi's time is mainly searching for fleeing bandits in the mountains and forests, finding one, killing it, then changing directions, and continuing to search again.

Maling Mountain runs for 100 miles. Under normal circumstances, as long as the bandits scatter into the forest, it is almost impossible to be completely wiped out. However, the fact is very strange. None of the bandits in this village ran away.

Each of them seemed to have something marked on them, or just the smell was remembered by Guo Xiaoqi. So no matter how far away they escaped or how dense the shrubs they hid, they could always be found directly by Guo Xiaoqi and then poked a short stick on the Adam's apple.

That little bit of sharpness became the harvest of all the souls of the bandits.

...

When it was almost dawn, Guo Xiaoqi rubbed his eyes. His face was still cold, but his tone was very gentle: "Xiaoqi, wake up, everyone has been killed. This is the third mountain village that Maling Mountain Bandits are suffering from."

"I'm sorry, I've covered your face with blood. Before you go back, you can wash your face by the river to avoid scaring our Aunt Yang Yuhuan."

"Oh by the way, the clothes my aunt made for us look very good. When you wear them when you go back, I will be happy too."

"I know you are reluctant to wear it. You are going to keep it for the New Year. I am actually reluctant to wear it, but I can't help it in my heart."

"Please, Guo Xiaoqi, just wear it once in advance. I was so tired of killing someone last night, so you should reward me."

"Agree? Thank you. Then I'll go to bed first. Go back and serve as a servant with the clan uncle."

"Old rules, I scream when something happens. If a bad person really assassinates our uncle, I will wake up as soon as possible..."

"But I hope I will never do this. I hope I will never need to protect my uncle."

"If that happens, the clan uncle will know everything."

"I like the clan uncle's scolding. I like him to stroke our heads with his palms. He calls him a stinky boy, but in fact his eyes are as kind as his father."

"Guo Xiaoqi, I really envy you. Every time you enjoy the love of your clan uncle, and I can only hide in your heart and sleep."

"Okay, okay, I won't talk too much. I was so excited to kill someone last night, and I couldn't help but want to talk to you. I don't have anyone to talk to except you."

"Okay, okay, I'll sleep, I won't delay you going back to follow your clan uncle, and I won't delay you going back to pay homage to your aunt."

"I'll go to bed first, see you tomorrow night."

...

When the morning light appeared in the east, Guo Xiaoqi returned to Lanling.
To be continued...