She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 169 Finding Someone
After being beaten by He Miao, the man became furious, cursing and swearing all over his mouth.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to fight back, but He Miao's sword broke his knee, and he knelt down on the ground, yelling repeatedly.

Seeing this, the people next to him wanted to besiege He Miao together, but He Miao had their heads broken, their arms broken, or they were kicked to the ground and suffered internal injuries.

More or less, all saw blood.

He Miao didn't restrain himself at all, and it was these disgusting wretched men who were beating up.

Several people knelt, lay or lay down, wailing on the ground, crying and calling He Miao "auntie", begging for mercy repeatedly.

Only then did He Miao put away the sword, and put the sword behind his back with his backhand.

The woman next to her has already adjusted her clothes, with tears still on her face, she thanked He Miao:

"Thank you for your help, girl."

The woman's voice is gentle and delicate, no wonder these people can see through her daughter's body as soon as they hear it.

He Miao waved his hand and said, "What do you want to ask them, ask them now."

The woman asked softly to several people on the ground: "Do you know Zhao Sanqiang from Tongcheng, nicknamed Zhao Laosan."

An older man with a fleshy face on the ground said:

"Hey, I didn't say it, big sister, there are so many people in the military camp, who would know this Zhao Lao Wu you mentioned or what, he doesn't even know whether he is dead or alive."

The woman was choked by the man's words, her face was pale, she didn't know what to say.

He Miao raised his eyes and saw that there were corpses strewn all over the place. To find someone, it was really like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Thinking of this, He Miao only asked indifferently: "Who are you fighting against whom?"

Several people glanced at each other, obviously colluding with each other to hide something.

"Speak or not?"

He Miao swiftly drew a sword flower, the blade was sharp and shone coldly, pointed the tip of the sword at several people, and scanned everyone's faces.

Then he threatened: "If you dare to lie..."

She looked up into the distance, and snorted coldly: "Guess, if I kill you, will anyone find out?"

Several people were immediately frightened by He Miao's cruel words.

Busy chattering: "It's King Anyang..."

"Yes, King Anyang rebelled, and the imperial court sent troops to suppress it."

"exactly……"

He Miao raised her brows and said angrily, "I know you guys are hiding something from me. It looks like you're getting impatient. If that's the case, then don't blame me for not being sympathetic."

As he spoke, he picked up his sword and made a gesture to stab the person in front of him to death.

This is of course defrauding them.

After all, these garbage people are not guilty of death.

She had already seen that these people had something to hide from her, but they were the kind that would not be recruited easily.

The men were so frightened that they knelt down and kowtowed: "Grandma, I was wrong, King Anyang hired the Huns to be his helpers..."

He Miao lowered his eyes, it seems that the Great Zheng Kingdom is suffering from both internal and external troubles.Judging from this, these people are probably under the command of King Anyang.

"What are you doing here?"

He Miao then asked lightly.

"Reporting to my aunt, we were left behind to bury the corpse."

He Miao knew that this battle should be won by King Anyang's men.

After all, only the victorious side will send soldiers to clean the battlefield. Although cleaning the battlefield is tiring, there is still money to be made from the dead.

He Miao looked at the battlefield piled up into a mountain of corpses, and only asked, "Then how much did you bury?"

You look at me, I look at you, and whispered: "It hasn't started yet..."

He Miao knew that these people might want to be lazy.

"That's all."

He Miao took out a few stones from his sleeve, pretended to be looking for someone, and said to the woman next to him:

"Tell me, what's the name of the person you're looking for? Is there any token or something? I'll help you find it."

This pile of corpses, if not dealt with as soon as possible, I'm afraid something will happen.

When the woman heard this, she hurriedly took out a light blue handkerchief from her pocket.

The handkerchief was of the coarsest country cloth, and embroidered with two young grasses in full bloom, nestled together.

"His name is Zhao Sanqiang, he is from Tongcheng, and his nickname is Zhao Laosan..."

The woman babbled, and handed the handkerchief to He Miao.

He Miao is actually a newly learned art of finding people, whether it is accurate or not is another matter.

But there are so many corpses here, if a woman searches for them one by one, it will take time and effort, not to mention, she may be infected with some kind of plague or the like.

To be on the safe side, she can naturally help a little bit.

Since the woman is said to be a keepsake, she naturally has a little breath of the man.

Holding a handkerchief in one hand, He Miao injected some spiritual power into the stone.

The stone landed and pointed in one direction.

"Go there and look for it."

The woman was very grateful, and she was not afraid of those corpses. She walked over and began to search for the corpses one by one, carefully identifying the faces of those people.

Song Zishu vomited for a long time, his face was pale, and his footsteps floated over.

"Go, help to find, and bury him by the way~"

He Miao said to the few people lying on the ground pretending to be dead.

Several people had already seen that He Miao was cruel and ruthless, and now they dared not be willing, they all limped and limped, and tremblingly went to the battlefield.

He Miao turned around and said to Song Zishu, "Why don't you try it too?"

Song Zishu shook his head in fright. He really couldn't do it. He was afraid of dead people, and even more afraid of corpses. He fainted when he saw blood.

Seeing this, He Miao ignored him, rolled up his sleeves, and walked forward.

The woman was carefully identifying the familiar face among the bloody and broken corpses.

"Is it possible that he is still alive?"

He Miao only asked lightly.

The woman looked at He Miao with a miserable expression, and said: "Brother, he once said that he would rather die in battle than be a deserter."

He Miao suddenly didn't know what to say.

A weak woman, who did not hesitate to disguise herself as a man, walked such a long way, and entered the mountain of corpses alone, probably in order to take back the person she loves.

If you find out that the person you like is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, it is better to find out that he died in battle, and you don't know which is better.

"Master, there is something following you..."

In the space, Ah Miao's cute voice sounded in He Miao's mind.

Ever since He Miao was attacked by the drought demon, more than half of his spiritual power was exhausted, and he fell directly into the Qi refining stage, and Ah Miao was also affected accordingly, falling into a long-term lethargy.

Right now, he even woke up and gave a reminder.

"what?"

He Miao asked strangely.

"Just something following you."

Ah Meow is childish by nature, doesn't learn many words, and can't describe them, so she just insists.

He Miao knew that if he went on, he would not be able to ask any questions, so he only looked around, but he found nothing, and he couldn't even feel anything.

He Miao guessed that probably too many people died here, and the death energy was too strong, so her "radar" to sense the yin energy would fail.

Thinking of this, He Miao blinked, wondering if he could force this thing out by arranging thunder pools.

Thinking about it in a blink of an eye, so many people died here, who might be trapped by Lei Chi.

Moreover, it seems that this person is not malicious at least for now.

But having something following her was not a good thing anyway.

Here are all soldiers who died in battle, and He Miao didn't want to use some harsh methods, so he hesitated for a while.

She had no choice but to throw the sword back to Song Zishu.

He drew out the mahogany sword for body protection. This mahogany sword can control evil spirits and ward off ghosts, so it's not a big problem.

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(End of this chapter)