Chapter 16: Egg (Seeking Collections)

"Song Changqing, come here!" Huchen shouted loudly.

The black-armored knights all looked over suspiciously, and Guan Xiang Xiaoyu also stood on tiptoe to look down.

"General, Envoy!" Soon Song Changqing came to Huchen's side and saluted Qingsong and Huchen respectively.

The Daoist boy Qingsong returned the salute and smiled gently: "Deputy General Song, can you take off your helmet?"

"This..." Song Changqing hesitated: "This subordinate is ugly and fears startling the adults."

"The Daoist asked you to take off your helmet, so honestly take it off! Who doesn't know your pig-eyed, ugly face? Who could you possibly scare?"

Concerned about his own "luck," Guan Huchen was very anxious; he impatiently stepped forward and pried it off with force, "Clatter!"

Song Changqing's helmet was knocked off.

"Mommy~~~" Xiang Xiaoyu, who was standing on tiptoe peeking from afar, covered her mouth and exclaimed in her heart.

It was truly too ugly.

She had lived two lifetimes and had experienced the successive bombardment of heavy-taste videos on the internet in her previous life, and was almost numb to visual impact, but she still had to admit that she had never seen anyone with such an ugly appearance, and was a bit shocked.

"Pitted and bumpy" was not enough to describe its "flatness."

To say his two eye-pouches were "pig eyes" would make pigs feel angry and feel insulted.

A series of "bullet screens" flashed rapidly in Xiang Xiaoyu's mind: Frankenstein, plastic surgery failure, fell face-first on a gravel road when born, rotten winter melon, a monster that used a clumsy transformation spell to sneak into the cavalry camp...

However, after seeing the shame, hesitation, and sadness that could not be hidden in those pig-like eyes, those messy evaluations and descriptions in her heart quickly disappeared, and she felt a bit sad for him.

Being ugly is not terrible, but being this ugly... it would be better to go to the reincarnation channel and delete the account to start over.

The Daoist boy Qingsong stared seriously at Song Changqing's face for a good while, then turned his head to look at Guan Huchen, staring especially at his immortal's pupils, scanning back and forth seven or eight times.

"Sigh, General Guan, you decide."

There was no strange expression on his face, and it was only when he finally spoke that a bit of pity and mockery leaked out.

Guan Huchen let out a long sigh of relief, with a smile that was hard to hide on his elegant face.

"Changqing, take this wooden stake and nail it at..."

He turned his head to look at the Daoist boy Qingsong again, "Nail it directly, or—"

The Daoist boy Qingsong muttered vaguely, as if talking to himself, "Dig three zhang down, until the soil is wet like mud."

Guan Huchen beckoned for eight more knights, told them to take off their armor, pointed to the woods in the distance, and learned from the Daoist boy Qingsong to be a riddle-maker, saying some things that were suggestive but inexplicable.

"General, can you be clearer? Are we digging a well, or what are we doing?"

Guan Huchen still wanted to continue being a riddle-maker, but the Daoist boy Qingsong lost his patience and said: "The Dragon Cave is not fixed; don't waste time, tell them the truth directly."

After a pause, he added directly: "Some karma cannot be avoided by saying a few pretty words."

"I originally understood everything, but for the sake of Great Qin and His Majesty the Human Emperor, I have long been prepared."

"Then you say it?" Huchen said.

The Daoist boy Qingsong's mouth twitched a few times, and he sneered: "Even if ginseng soup cannot cure advanced tuberculosis, it can replenish vitality for a remnant body. Moreover, you are a general of Shu, having long eaten the King's salary, why begrudge repaying the country's kindness with your body?"

—No matter how much of the King's salary I eat, it is what I deserve. The Shu Kingdom plus the King of Shu's head are not as important as my little toe; repaying the country's kindness with my body... what a load of crap!

Guan Huchen cursed inwardly, but didn't continue to argue with the Daoist boy Qingsong.

He pulled Song Changqing and the other eight knights to the side, muttered, didn't tell the truth about "luck counteracting," and gave a speech about gold, silver, rewards, high official positions, and noble titles.

Except for Song Changqing, who was burdened with worries and had a green, ugly face, occasionally looking up with resentful eyes at Guan Huchen, the other eight were all beaming with joy, rubbing their hands, and eager to try.

"Go, right there!"

Guan Huchen pretended not to see Song Changqing's expression, and didn't go to the Dragon Cave position, only standing in the distance to point.

When they found the iron shovels that Xiang Xiaoyu had directed the barbarian warriors to forge in the early years from the Sha Barbarian "warehouse" (a mountain cave), Huchen immediately retreated far away and even stood close to the Daoist boy Qingsong.

"Yu Yu Ya Tou Xiang, you have to stop them."

Everyone focused their attention on the Dragon Cave position, so the old Sha Barbarian quietly approached Xiang Xiaoyu and pulled her back a few steps, his expression urgent and panicked.

"Do you know what they are doing?" Xiang Xiaoyu felt inexplicably irritable, with a sense of foreboding.

"They want to dig up the Dragon Vein of our Sand Dune Kingdom." The old Sha Barbarian leaned into her ear, his voice as low as a mosquito's hum, and quickly told the conversation he had overheard last night.

"Dragon Vein..." Xiang Xiaoyu looked down at the low hills under her feet, murmuring: "Can such a small mound also nurture a Dragon Vein?"

In her impression, Dragon Veins had always been associated with high-class great mountains like Kunlun, Changbai, and the Qin Ling Mountains.

The sand dunes under her feet, never mind comparing them to Kunlun, Changbai, or the Five Sacred Mountains, were just a "small dirt bag" in the desert west of the Flowing Sand River.

If this place could nurture a Dragon Vein, how fierce would the Dragon Veins nurtured by the famous mountains and great rivers of the superior land of China be?

Directly transforming into a true dragon?

In her previous life, this was just a joke, but this is the Primordial World!

"It's true, the little Daoist said the Dragon Vein was raised by you," the old Sha Barbarian said anxiously.

Xiang Xiaoyu nodded lightly, "It should be true; I have a feeling in my heart right now, as if..."

She closed her eyes, calmed her heart, and earnestly felt the pulse of the earth under her feet.

"Sigh, it's as if I raised a stray cat for a few years, and it was meowing sadly outside the window on a cold, rainy night, but I was asleep, only having a vague feeling in my dream, and feeling uncomfortable in my heart," she sighed.

The old Sha Barbarian didn't quite understand, but was used to her "Brain-Clamping Wind" talk, and just shouted excitedly: "Yu Yu Ya Tou Xiang, you can't let them break our Dragon Vein! That is the root of the Sand Dune Kingdom, the life of us Sha Barbarians."

Xiang Xiaoyu said indifferently: "What do you want to do?"

"I want you to stop them."

Xiang Xiaoyu sneered: "Why don't you go yourself?"

"They will beat me to death, it's simpler than beating a sand worm to death. But you are different; you are very shrewd, eloquent, and have worshipped General Guan as your foster father," the old barbarian said.

Xiang Xiaoyu shook her head: "I never had the intention of raising a Dragon Vein, I didn't even know there was a Dragon Vein under the sand dunes before today, and I never thought about letting the Sha Barbarian tribe compete for hegemony with the Western countries."

"Now that the Dragon Vein is abolished, it is a great thing; we can honestly be cattle and horses, slaves and maids for Great Qin."

"In the future, when I follow my foster father to conquer the world for Great Qin and establish immortal merit, perhaps His Majesty the Qin Emperor will bestow rewards upon us, elevating the Sha Barbarians from wild barbarians to civilized ones."

"Then the Sha Barbarians will be loyal to Great Qin for generations, accumulate merit, until they completely become a part of Great Qin."

"This... can it work?" The old barbarian was dazed and at a loss.

"When I leave with my foster father, you will have to teach the people of the sand dunes like this," Xiang Xiaoyu said.

The old barbarian shook his head, "I don't understand."

"It's very simple, just two words, shout after me." Xiang Xiaoyu held up two fingers and shouted loudly: "Loyalty! Integrity!"

"Loyalty! Integrity!" The old barbarian shouted after her.

The black-armored knights turned their heads one after another, looking at the two with strange eyes.

"Sure enough, it's a Brain-Clamping Wind!" Some knights muttered.

Further away, Guan Huchen and the Daoist boy Qingsong simultaneously withdrew their gazes from Xiang Xiaoyu's face, looked at each other, and then turned toward the Dragon Cave at the same time.

An hour later, the eight warriors finally dug a three-zhang-deep pit at the "Dragon Cave" position.

"Ah, water is coming out... wait, the color is wrong, why is it—ah~~~~~~~"

First came the surprised shouts, followed by miserable yet short screams.

It wasn't one person screaming, but Song Changqing and the eight knights screaming together, messy, yet incomparably miserable and incomparably painful.

The process was not long.

Before the black-armored knights could rush over in a panic, the screams had already stopped.

"General, what happened to Old Song and the others?"

They had originally rushed toward the dirt pit rapidly, but halfway there, they saw a puff of yellow gas spraying out of the pit, mixed with a thick bloody smell.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The sand dune under their feet also began to shake violently, as if triggering an earthquake.

The black-armored knights were no longer stupid enough to continue rushing forward.

"Daoist?" Guan Huchen looked at Qingsong nervously.

Qingsong cast his gaze toward the Sha Barbarian camp, which was crowded with captured Sha Barbarians like a pig pen.

"Wah, wah, woo, woo..." Suddenly, the wailing of children came from the Sha Barbarian camp.

"Ah, ah, ah, no, how could this be, my divine talisman, it's cracking, no~~~~"

Miserable screams also came from the direction of the divine shrines.

"Ah, Egg is bleeding! Just now the earth dragon turned over, did he not stand firm and bump his nose?"

"This isn't bleeding, Egg is vomiting blood!"

"This kid must have eaten something unclean; his grandmother is a witch doctor, let her come over and take a look."

"Never mind his grandmother, his grandmother lost her head long ago."

"Where is Yu Yu Ya Tou Xiang? Didn't she come back? Let her come over and take a look."

"Forget it, the armored devils are still staring at us; vomiting blood is vomiting blood, too many people have vomited blood these past two days."

Chaos and clamor, like ripples produced by pebbles falling into a lake, spread in all directions with the crying child as the center.

"Fortunately, it's inside the camp, no need to go elsewhere to look."

"General Guan, bring that child over, we can go back," the Daoist boy Qingsong smiled.

"What about the Dragon Cave side..." Guan Huchen looked hesitantly at the dirt pit in the distance.

The earth shook violently a few times, then slowly calmed down.

But the dirt pit in the distance was still spraying yellow-brown gas outward.

"The Dragon Vein has been cut off, they have fulfilled their merit, and died in their proper place. Well, don't forget the rewards promised earlier; they must be transferred to their families after returning," the Daoist boy Qingsong said indifferently.

Huchen looked at the direction of the divine shrines again, his tone uncertain: "When the earth moved just now, there seemed to be screams in the northwest..."

The Daoist boy Qingsong had a mocking smile on his mouth, and said coldly: "That is not the Hidden Dragon, never mind him."

Guan Huchen immediately guessed something, personally named two black-armored knights, led them to separate the crowd, and brought the "Egg" who was vomiting blood and wailing to the front of the Daoist boy Qingsong. ===== CHAPTER 17 =====