In the afternoon, the newly repaired Wangcheng gate was closed again. Nine lines of wood planted behind the door were planted up and down, and eight lines of vertical lines were raised, which completely closed the city gate, rather than just one line of horizontal lines like in the morning.

The city gate was renovated, and half of the burnt corpse in front of the painting wall, or there was no half of the burnt corpse at all, leaving only a piece of charcoal ash. The white mirage was smeared on the wall again, and the charcoal was covered. The two studios covered their mouths and noses with water-dipped brocade scarves and focused on painting. Under their pens, the streets, houses, and sky in the city... appeared vividly on the white wall again. Chen Sheng, who was ordered to clean up the doorway, was looking at them, watching them depicting the painted wall that had been called a ghost wall by the soldiers.

‘Cough cough…’ Being stared at by someone, an older painter had to turn his head to look at Chen Sheng. Seeing that he was a handsome boy who was not as good as the top. Because he was blocked, he just waved his hand and asked Chen Sheng to leave.

"I dare to ask sir, is this the witchcraft of the king?" Chen Sheng not only did not leave, but also spoke.

The walls and trenches were densely filled with the corpses of the enemy. It is said that more than 10,000 Qin and Wei armies were killed in this battle, but none of them were killed in battle. Chen County is located at the intersection of Chu and Xia, with many merchants and information circulation is fast. Killing ten thousand enemies without losing one person. Chen Sheng, who likes to hear the down-and-out wandering soldiers and bragging about the disabled martial soldiers, has never heard of such a record. Just like killing the general of the Qin army, many soldiers said that the king used witchcraft.

Otherwise, how could those enemy soldiers not survive in the middle of the road? The key to witchcraft is the painting at the city gate. As soon as the enemy enters the hole, their souls will be sucked away by the painting. A life without souls will not resist, and they will only be stabbed to death by the sanitation like a fool.

The explanations of the perverted people in the army are so convinced that some people look like dirt after hearing this - they have seen this painting before. If this painting really can absorb souls, where will their souls be there?

"Yes." The painter nodded mischievously, and they also heard the remarks of the drunk soldiers at noon. "If you look at it again, your soul will be summoned into the painting and you will never be able to go back."

Chen Sheng didn't dare to look at him again after hearing this, and his comrades beside him even pulled him to ask him to leave, but he still asked, "Why aren't that sir?"

"I have the talisman, so I'm not afraid." Although the corpse has been cleaned up, the painter is either the smell of barbecue or the stench of corpse oil under the painting wall. The painter is a little unhappy and said, "If you don't leave, I will draw you on the wall."

"Ah!" Chen Sheng was frightened now. He bowed quickly and ran to the deep trench. Then he spent the whole afternoon crying, thinking that the studio would draw himself on the ghost wall.

The trenches were also full of corpses. They slid down from the nine-meter-high city wall and fell on the sharp wood without any need to make up for the spears. Many of them fell to death. More than twelve feet of sharp wood were strung one after another, and the corpses were stacked together, so cleaning was not easy. Thinking of the ghost wall, Chen Sheng was distracted and the corpse that was lifted to the top of the sharp wood and slid down again. Chief Chen glared at him angrily: "You are dead, your father!"

There are five families and one army. Although the sergeant lives in Tonglu, he has no choice but to take the eldest son. This man is old, not tall, and has a loud voice. Chen Sheng was roared by his roar. He quickly pushed the falling corpse to the top of the sharp wood again. Unexpectedly, the sharp wood of this corpse crossed the belly and hips for a long time. After several pulls, the hard corpse broke into two pieces. White maggots inside slid out, and the stench came to his nose.

"Husband!" The sergeant cursed and tied a piece of linen cloth to his mouth and nose, and pointed at him, asking him to clean it up. 'Dangdang...', the sound of gold for the distribution of food was ringing at this moment. Chen Sheng escaped the disaster. With a frown, he was pulled into a deep trench by his comrade Chen Gou.

"Why is this happening?" Looking at Chen Sheng with a frown, the other three of them looked at him, and the questioning was the older Chen Shi.

"Then..." Chen Sheng wanted to say it but didn't want to say it. Chen Shi asked him again and said, "The painter said that he would draw me on the wall."

"On the wall?" Everyone knows what the painting wall means. The timid Chen Hei's buttocks were so scared that he jumped a few steps back. Chen Shi also stared at him, unable to believe it. Only Chen Gou didn't believe it: "The painter must be shocking you. I am a servant, what's the use of painting on the wall?"

"Why don't you return?" His subordinates actually moved slowly, and Chen Fen immediately stopped and yelled again. "If you don't return, you will have no food."

The commander of the soldiers received grain from the Su Jie Li, and there were twenty soldiers. Although there were portions, Chen Fen always felt that if they were late, they would have no rice to eat. But he never expected that their soldiers would be lucky. Chen Fen carried the food and fodder and ran back to the military stove like a thief. Chen Hei Shang, who went with him, looked panicked. He ran to the stove and fell asleep. The honeycomb coal and matches in his arms flew to the ground. If the honeycomb coal were not broken, it would have been used, Chen Fen probably wanted him to beat him up again.

‘Crack, Crack, Crack…’ Chen Shi was scratching the flint and preparing to start the fire to cook. Chen Fen pressed him down, glanced around and said, “Wait.”

"Wait?" The military stove next to it had already started to fire, and hot air was coming out further away. Chen Shi couldn't figure out what he was waiting for.

Chen An held his hand in his arms and did not explain. Chen Hei's hips looked around, but he didn't explain. When several stoves next to him also began to get angry, Chen An sniffed and said angrily: "They also have meat."

"Meat?" Chen Sheng, who was worried about being painted on the ghost wall, also forgot his fear at this time, and he also smelled the increasingly thicker and stronger meat fragrance in the stove.

"Today's rice, there is meat and oil." As if he turned into a witchcraft, Chen An took out five pieces of raw meat that had been cut from his arms. He really wanted to eat meat, even if it was raw! At the meat strips, Chen An yelled at it and then started chewing it. The other three were fine. Chen Hei's buttocks, who had been greedy for a long time, suddenly stretched out his head and wanted to bite it. Chen An squinted his hand and he immediately fell into nothing.

"Do you want to eat meat too?" Chen An pushed him with a palm, saw the other three looking at him, and said, "The food is going to be cooked, make rice."

The coal fire is slower than the firewood. It didn't matter before, but this time it was faster than the other. As soon as the rice was steaming, five people who couldn't stand the smell of meat, they opened the lid of the pot and started to grab the food. Chen Sheng was slower, and the meat that was bitten by Chen Fen belonged to him. He was about to complain, but Chen Fen's meat had been choked up by him. He was still chewing his mouth and stared at the pot again. Chen Sheng didn't dare to say anything, grabbed the meat strip and took a few steps back, and then he chewed it in his mouth regardless of the heat.

Meat, people with fields may be able to eat a piece of meat during the wax festival. Chen Sheng, a man without fields, can only wait outside the doors of wealthy families every year. This kind of sacrificial sacrifice that has been eaten by ghosts and gods will be distributed to the widows. As long as they are quick-eyed and quick-handed, the most important thing is that they are not afraid of being beaten, and they can always grab a piece of meat. But today, if they are not beaten, they will eat meat without being beaten, and they have never been remembered.

As he chewed, Chen Sheng's tears came down. The meat was so delicious!

As he chewed, Chen Hei's buttocks started to cry. He sobbed and said, "Why do we have meat today?"

"I still cry when I eat meat, I'm really a servant!" Chen Fen, who licked his finger, gave him another palm, but this time Chen Hei's butt didn't pounce on him.

"I heard it," Chen Hei's butt cried even harder, "Woooo..., only... the person who is trapped in the formation is full of wine and meat, wuoooo...woooooo..."

Chen Hei's buttocks lifted Chen Shi, who was still chewing meat, choked, but fortunately the meat was choking on his own hands.

"Is this true?" Chen Shi, Chen Gou and Chen Sheng did not go to collect the food. He felt cold in his heart when he heard this and looked at him in a daze. The men who were trapped in the formation naturally knew that the Qin soldiers who rushed to the front and did not wear armor were also full of alcohol after they died. The old soldiers said that they went to the battlefield to die after they had enough wine.

"Why eat meat if you don't do that?" Chen Hei choked, but his next sentence was: "Die will die, as long as there is meat to eat." While Chen Shi was stunned, he snatched the ball of meat choked out of his hand and quickly stuffed it into his mouth, and then swallowed it hard before he could react.

"You!" Chen Shi pointed at him angrily, while the others started to grab the soup and eat because of Chen Hei's robbery.

The soup was added with oil, and the oil was floating on it, and the fragrance was even more abundant. After drinking a sip of the internal organs, every pore in the body felt comfortable. The rice was a hundred times more fragrant than usual. In an instant, a pot of rice and a pot of soup was seen. When Chen Sheng held the pot and poured the last drop of oil into his mouth, Chen Hei's buttocks, who was determined to die, snatched the copper pot and ran to the drinking water place, poured half of the pot of boiling water, and started drinking happily. He did this, and the other people also learned to do it and ran to pour boiling water at the bottom of the pot.

"This guy." Chen Fen was old. He felt proud when he thought of taking Chen Sheng a bite of meat. He didn't mind Chen Hei's buttocks like this. Chen Shi's family was better and he was the head of the family. La Ji could always eat some meat. Chen Sheng and Chen Gou were different. Without saying a word, they ran over and competed with Chen Hei's buttocks for the copper cauldron. After drinking the cauldron twice, one of them drank half of the water before giving up.

‘Himmer—!’ Let go of Chen Hei’s butt who was pressed on the ground by the two of them. Chen Sheng burped, and then left with his round belly. When he left, he held the copper cauldron directly on Chen Hei’s forehead. It has always been Chen Hei’s butt for cleaning up the copper cauldron. If this thing is lost, it will be a thousand dollars.

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"The Jing people are walls here, and there are paintings on the walls. When they see paintings, they don't realize that there are walls. Here are deep trenches, with sharp trees in the trenches. Once the soldiers who are unstable in the city fall, they will be stabbed to death by sharp trees..." Early this morning, Bai Lin lost two thousand people, the least of the four city gates. The most important thing is that his confidants saw the defensive arrangements in the city. This alone can deepen his impression in Meng Wu.

"What do you think?" Meng Wu didn't ask anyone, but asked Wei Liao. The outer city was Wei Liao's fault, and he was also the king's special envoy.

"Things in the city..." Wei Liao looked unhappy. He had just received another letter. "I heard that the people of Jing knew that King Jing was trapped and were gathering a large army in Yingdu. Perhaps he was already on the road at this time..."

"Why are the people of Jing?" Li Xin disdained, "The army of the two countries is nearly 400,000, and Xiang Yan has no soldiers."

"That's right, the Jing people are only 400,000..." Xiangbang Ziji led the Wei general to Liehui. He wondered why Wei Liao mentioned the reinforcements of Chu. There were 380,000 people in Zhao.
Chapter completed!