Chapter 553: The Eagle

The sky was covered with dark clouds, like ink splashing, and the air seemed to have frozen, and there was still no trace of wind.

In the wing room, Wu Zhao was already lying drunk by the table. Seeing that he was so drunk, Liu Shoubei grinned, revealing a sparse yellow teeth, and laughed and said, "I'm so cowardly, but it's good, I'll save my time." After looking at Mr. Wu who was drunk, Liu Shoubei's saliva was almost gone, and he felt so proud and unbearable... don't mention it.

But he was a veteran of the middle school after all, not as anxious as a young boy. Anyway, he had already obtained the prey, so he was not in a hurry to move further. He repelled the servant, took out the treasured tiger whip ginseng wine from the cabinet behind him, poured a cup of squeaking, and then held a sizzling thigh and bitten it in big mouthfuls. He always had to eat and drink enough to show off his skills, right?

Although he looked like an old bird, Liu Shoubei was a passionate guy after all, so how could he bear to let Mr. Wu wait for a long time? He eliminated his hoof and slaughter, and drank seven or eight glasses of tiger bone wine in succession, filling his stomach and igniting the blood.

After patting his belly with satisfaction, Liu Shoubei stood up tremblingly, walked to Wu Zhao, stretched out his greasy big hand, held up his face, and looked at it carefully. Perhaps because of his drunkenness, Mr. Wu's pale face looked much better. It was white and red, and it felt a little pink to the touch, which made Liu Shoubei love it and rubbed it repeatedly with his thick palms... and the cheeks became brighter and brighter... probably because it was oily.

As he touched, saliva remained. Liu Shoubei, who was wearing a pig-like face, wiped the drool on his mouth, scratched his head and smiled, "It's so satisfying his grandma. This time it will definitely be better than the previous one!" Then he could no longer contain the raging fire in his heart, bent down and hugged Wu Zhao horizontally. While looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but smell his head and face with his nose. He didn't breathe until he looked up and said, "Damn it, the smell of wine is so strong..."

Having said that, he still couldn't put down Wu Zhao and carried him to the big bed and put him down carefully. It looked like he was holding his own bride, cherishing him as much as he wanted.

Liu Shoubei put Wu Zhao on the bed and took off his clothes very skillfully. He was obviously an old senior who was "well-off in others' clothes".

Wu Zhao's naked body was exposed in front of Liu Shoubei. Looking carefully at his white naked body, Liu Shoubei stuttered and savored it soundly, "It's so tender and tender..." As he said that, he turned his body over and checked it meticulously, and couldn't hide his shock: "I didn't expect that there is such a smooth-skinned middle-aged man in the world, except for today's whip marks, there is no scar at all!" He couldn't help but feel intimidated and asked himself: 'If it is broken, wouldn't it be a waste of resources? Where can I go to the second one?'

But I really couldn't help but feel happy about the itching of "seeing the hunt". After a long struggle in my mind, he decided to choose a day rather than a day. I'll do this today!

After a certain idea, Liu Shoubei no longer hesitated. He dragged out a wooden barrel with rosin from under the bed, poured some hot water in, reached in and tried the temperature, and it was really scalded. He scooped a scoop of cold water in while blowing air into his hands.

The water temperature in the wooden barrel was just right, and he dragged out a large box from under the bed, opened and took out a piece of white cotton cloth, soaked it in the water, twisted it, and began to wipe Wu Zhao's body. His movements were surprisingly careful and meticulous, and even the bird did not let go.

After wiping Wu Zhao's whole body, he found a delicate small iron box from the box and opened it. There were some white paste-shaped things inside. After taking some and rubbing them in his hands, Liu Shoujie evenly applied it to Mr. Wu's whole body, and even didn't even put the birds.

After finishing this process, Liu Shoubei took out the third thing from his "treasure box", which was a sharp razor, skillfully shaved his body hair with Wu Zhao's white foam... When he joined the army twenty years ago, he participated in the Fire Head Army, and he did the errand of shaving pigs and cows. In addition, he was used to shaving hair for people in recent years, so it was natural that he could make perfect. Although he was not as good as a slaughter of a cow, he was also very familiar with it. In a short while, he shaved Wu Zhao's hair, beard, eyebrows, leg hair, sweat hair, armpit hair..., and even the bird didn't let go.

After scrubbing it with a wet cloth, Brother Wu Zhao's whole body was as white and smooth as an egg with a shell removed. He looked at Liu Shoubei and touched him again and again.

After a long time, Liu Shoubei took out a small rectangular box from the box, opened it and took out a very thin brush, then took out seven or eight bottles and jars, and placed them in front of him. They were dyes of different colors.

Holding a pen hanging on the dye jar, Liu Shoubei began to conceive with a frown...

As the saying goes, "A person should not behave like a person, and the sea water should not be weighed down." Who knew that Liu Shoubai, who looked rude and unwilling, was a family-born New Year painting artist. He started learning at the age of eight, and finally mastered this art before joining the army. He introduced it as a "human body New Year painting" many years later!

The only bad thing is that his ink is limited in his stomach and he can only draw traditional styles such as "Spring Ox Picture, Year Chao Picture, Jiasui Picture, and Playing Baby Picture". He cannot improvise it. This is because of the so-called conception, but it is just arranging and combining the styles in his mind.

Fortunately, Liu Shoubei was a straightforward person. He held his cheek and thought for a while, then finalized the composition and began to paint on Wu Zhao. Although he didn't know how to make new tricks, he was better at making the old man familiar with his chest. In a short while, he painted Wu Zhao's white and tender body with colorful colors and full of color.

After a closer look, they were all vivid or cute animals, with as many as seven... They were the green dragon on the left, the white tiger on the right, the old cow on the waist, the dragon head on the chest, a big mouse in the middle, and there were pairs of mandarin ducks on the butt!

This is called drawing. First, use lines to base them, and then it is like carving them.

He pulled out a pure steel forged knife and meticulously compared it to carve it. He carved it with one hand, but his other hand was not idle. He only saw his left hand using a paintbrush to fill the cutter with different dyes into the cutter, which can not only paint colors but also stop bleeding, but also use both one thing.

His technique is extremely pure and his speed is extremely fast. In less than an hour, he completed most of the time...

At this moment, the sky and the earth suddenly became as bright as daylight, followed by a muffled thunder, which scared Liu Shoubei torture, and the carved knife fell to the ground.

The crackling sound of rain started...

"Sir, it's raining!" Noisy footsteps came outside the door, and someone shouted, "Our yard is full of rice!"

Liu Shoubei immediately struggled out of the art world and scolded in anger: "It's not too early or late, but it's raining at this time!" Yiyi reluctantly put down the carved knife, covered the woman's clothes on Wu Zhao, and then got up angrily and walked out... Although personal hobbies are important, they will never have the chance to play if they break the errand.

The door suddenly opened, and the sound of wind and rain rushed in with a wet breath. Liu Shoubei took the straw raincoat handed over by his subordinates and said angrily: "Why are you still standing there? Crying all those pig tricks!" His subordinates quickly went down to pass the order.

"It's so unlucky!" Liu Shoubei tightened the collar of the straw raincoat, cursed angrily, and then strode into the rain. In the huge hall, only the jade-like body was left, and Wu Zhao was lying there alone...

"It's raining!" The guard rushed in with a torch, and said in a silence: "Get up quickly and collect the food in the yard!"

The prisoners of war who had been working hard for a day were sleepy and slept like dead pigs. Is this a slight quarrel?

The fire-burning guard suddenly became furious and screamed, "Disassembly! Get up!" While using a wooden stick with an iron hoop, he burst into anger: "Damn it! I'm still lying down, piggy!"

With this powerful shouting and stick, the air filled with sweat, feces and moisture quickly became turbulent like a stirred honeycomb. Yawning, sighing, shouting, looking for clothes, wearing the wrong shoes, stepping on others randomly, messing around, messing around.

"Stop wearing it, you Qin beasts can't be soaked to death!" He drove the prisoners out like ducks, and did not forget to threaten "Run away a grain of food, don't think about eating for three days!"

The half-naked, even naked prisoners of war were driven to the yard at the east end of the village by guards wearing straw raincoats, and carried bundles of rice waiting to the warehouse at the west end of the village...

The rain became heavier and heavier, and soon it was like a pouring water, making the prisoners unable to open their eyes. They were stumbled in the rain with their rice bundles on their backs. From time to time, someone fell like dumplings and could never get up.

Although Qi soldiers guarding around were wearing straw raincoats, they could not see the scene seven feet away. They could only dance around and paddle sticks, shouting in the rain without saying a word: "Get up all the time! Don't think about eating if you don't have a grain of food!" The scene was as chaotic as a thousand ducks going down the river.

In the heavy rain, some prisoners were thinking. They leaned against the roadside without knowing it, throwing the rice bundles to the ground, and then ran out of the village... Although there was no prior discussion, the wind and rain could not be known to each other, but as if they had a heart of mind, more and more prisoners were thrown into the rice bundles and ran away. They all had ordinary thoughts: even if they escaped, they were not familiar with the land, but they were as if they were exhausted, starved, and tortured to death here!

"Crack", another lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the dark night sky in an instant, and allowing those figures who fled while the night were visible!

"The prisoner is running away!" The sharp-eyed guard screamed in surprise.

The guards hurriedly chased after him, but the chaotic scene had already lost control. All the prisoners threw down the rice bundles and began to flee in all directions!

After the thunder, darkness fell again, and the world was once again covered by the rain curtain.

The Qi army guards who lost their target were deeply afraid of the chaos. They raised their sticks, pulled out their waist knives, beat them when they saw them, and chop them when they saw them. As long as they were not wearing straw raincoats, they would all be attacked.

This bluffing voice, which was so fierce that it was soon noticed by the fierce Qin captives. They suddenly realized that this was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

"Rebelled! Rebelled! Rebelled, brothers!"

The heavy rain poured down, and the sound of the clamoring rain could not conceal the sound of fighting on the streets and alleys.

The prisoners of war in Qin turned against each other! They took this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to turn against each other... Because they had just eaten and slept, they still had some strength on their bodies!

Because they were trying to harvest rice bundles, the guards did not tie them up; and because the heavy rain turned everyone into blind people, the guards of Qi had completely lost control of the situation!

Because I missed this opportunity, even if I was not exhausted and starved to death, I would be escorted to the next place by the Qi army of Daming Prefecture and continue to torture...

Since there is no way out, how can we sit and wait for death? Even if we are unarmed, the prisoners of war pounced on them without fear and wrestled with the Qi army in the straw raincoat. It doesn’t matter if there is no weapon. They have nails and teeth, they can tear and bite, and they can still kill people!

The Qi army in Wushan Village is a scum among the garrison troops... The military farmer has dealt with the land in his life, and perhaps he has never even killed a chicken. How can he resist a group of prisoners who have become outlaws? What's more, there are only 700 Qi army in the village, but there are 2,000 prisoners of war. The absolute disadvantage in the number of people cannot be filled with just a knife in his hand.

The Qi soldiers who were close to the prisoners of war were knocked down and bitten, and their throats were broken. Then they listened to the howlings of the Qin army like beasts, the Qi soldiers' heart-wrenching screams and cry for help, filling Wushan Village in the rain.

Another lightning flashed by. Through this short daylight, we found that the prisoners of war had already held up the weapons they had seized and began to chase and kill the guards everywhere.

Liu Shoubei originally wanted to stop his men from escaping, but looking at the evil men like hell ghosts, he was frightened to death, no longer forced himself to be a senior, and turned around and ran away in a panic...

Seeing that all the Lords had run away, the Qi army naturally had no one to resist. They threw down their weapons and fled in all directions.

In fact, according to the regulations of the Daming Mansion, unrestrained prisoners of war are absolutely not allowed to be released in the dark! If Liu Shouyan can strictly enforce it, the tragedy tonight can be completely avoided.

From this matter, we can see that Liu Shangen may be a good friend and a good painter, but he is definitely not a garrison... Even the boss is not qualified...
Chapter completed!