After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 282

Time goes back to daytime.

Yu Balang emerged from Li Yao's tent contentedly.

His arms were bulging with the two three-hundred-year-old snow mountain ginsengs that Li Yao had stuffed into his hands.

Li Yao got to the position last night entirely because I promoted him. Otherwise, Li Yao would not have been able to get to the position, let alone win the support of the people.

With only thirty years of experience, he holds the position of military governor?

Think beautifully.

Regardless of whether Li Yao was returning the favor or wanting to continue to gain his support, he gave these two 300-year-old snow mountain ginsengs, which basically emptied half of the military treasury.

Snow mountain ginseng is a great tonic for enhancing blood and refining internal strength. It is rare to find one at the age of one hundred, and don't even think about finding one at the age of three hundred without special channels and background.

Ever since the three states of Liaodong were occupied by the Di people, snow mountain ginseng from previous years has become increasingly rare.

It is said that the leader of the Lotus Sect had contact with the Di Lu before he started his rebellion, and then the Lotus Sect had a large number of snow mountain ginseng from the previous year. It is unknown what they were plotting, but some of them were rewarded in the previous war.

I spent more than a month mixing it myself and only managed to get a century-old plant.

As a result, he said a few words last night to help Li Yao get the position, and got two 300-year-old plants; if he is lucky, he can directly increase his internal strength to 50 years, which will bring him to the peak of internal strength.

Wealth and wealth are found in danger.

The decision to stay last night was undoubtedly the right one.

With Li Yao leading the way, if he kept a low profile, concealed his aura fluctuations and didn't act recklessly, he should be safe.

Unless there is a mole.

If Li Yao is dead, it won't be too late for me to run away. If he is not dead, I will continue to ask him for things, and rebel against him if he dares not to give them.

Yu Balang was immediately impressed by his own "perfect plan".

I feel that apart from my stuttering, I am the embodiment of wisdom and supernatural power. Only Zhuge Shenji of that time can be compared with me.

wrong.

There's nothing wrong with stuttering; it can save your life.

Beggar Seven, Ghost Leg Three, Yang Wei and that bunch of unlucky guys were scrambling to fight and grab.

what's the result?

Are they all dead?

No matter how hard you try, the best you can get is a 200-year-old snow mountain ginseng, right?

I didn't do anything, but I got two 300-year-old snow mountain ginsengs.

This is just the base, you can ask for more later.

It’s so awesome!

At this moment, Yu Balang felt that he suddenly understood the ultimate meaning of "survival".

Only by being humble can you become the winner.

Survival is the way to go.

At the same time, I also feel very lonely and want to find someone to share with.

It is extremely cold at the top of the mountain.

Just as he was thinking happily, Yu Balang returned to his tent unknowingly.

A group of people were busy cleaning their tents and clearing the snow off the tops.

Yu Balang knew the leader, General Ding, who was guarding the gate of the central army camp. His name was Sun Bing. His strength was average, but he was quite capable.

"Master Yu is back."

Sun Bing saw Yu Balang at this moment and hurried over with a smile, bending over and saying, "I saw that there was a lot of snow around Master Yu's tent, so I came over to clean it up."

"Well... no no... not bad... you little... boy... are quite capable... of doing things." Yu Balang was already in a good mood, and the more he looked at Sun Bing, the more he liked him.

"Master Yu was selfless last night and used his pillar of support to turn the tide and support the crisis. We have all heard about it. This is what we should do. From now on, if Master Yu needs us for anything, please just let me know. I will not hesitate to go through fire and water for you." Sun Bing said flatteringly.

"Okay... okay, there's... there's a future, there's... there's an opportunity, I'll promote you."

Yu Balang was flattered by the flattery and immediately became more fluent in his speech. He didn't notice the scrutiny and smirk in Sun Bing's eyes at all.

Back in the tent, Yu Balang took out two 300-year-old snow mountain ginsengs, looked at them carefully for a while, and started chewing them.

Unless you are making an elixir, there is no better way to consume this stuff than chewing it raw and swallowing it.

Don’t even think about alchemy. Alchemists are all extremely powerful and you can’t reach that level.

In just a few bites, Yu Balang swallowed two snow mountain ginsengs into his stomach.

Suddenly, the blood and energy in his body surged, the energy rumbled, and the internal strength became more and more powerful bit by bit.

The feeling only gradually subsided after dark.

The fifty-year mark was successfully broken through.

But at the same time, there was also a side effect: my stomach was rebelling.

Diarrhea!

This is the problem with chewing snow mountain ginseng raw. The diarrhea is mild and sour, but some people cannot bear it and even bleed from all seven orifices.

So Yu Balang quickly grabbed a handful of yellow paper and ran out of the tent and went to the toilet.

It is called a toilet, but it is actually just a secluded open space with a shovel next to it. You can dig a hole and bury the toilet yourself after defecation.

Yu Balang dug the hole, took off his pants, and squatted down in one go.

There's nothing I can do about it. If I have diarrhea, I'll have to wash my pants soon.

Just when Yu Balang was about to open the gate.

suddenly…

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, the ground suddenly shook, as if a heavy rock had rolled down.

Yu Balang was startled and quickly closed the gate.

This muffled vibration is so familiar. It was this sound when Protector Yan disappeared last night.

Not good!

Very bad!

Maybe something happened to that "death ghost" Li Yao as well.

"Boom!"

Then, there was another flash of white light.

Suddenly, a loud thunder struck the pitch-black sky without any warning.

In an instant, the sky suddenly brightened, and Yu Balang vaguely saw a winged birdman being struck through by the thunder, and then falling with sparks all over his body and crashing into the camp.

Judging from the direction and distance, it was exactly where Li Yao's tent was, and soon shouting was heard from there.

not good!

Something must have happened!

Yu Balang was certain and affirmative.

Hurry! Fire the cannon and leave! We can't stay here any longer!

Having made up his mind, Yu Balang quickly released the brakes, and the water burst out immediately.

However, at this moment, something strange happened again. He only felt ripples on the water in front of his eyes, and then the scenery around him changed.

The clearing was gone.

I was actually squatting in a tent with a big hole in it.

Behind him was a huge, sunken pit and a mess of tilted debris.

Not far away there was a large pool of blood, very fresh and still steaming.

At the same time, the curtain was lifted, and a large group of people came in one after another, then stared at him in amazement, their eyes almost falling out.

Zhao Dahai, who entered first, pointed at himself and asked in surprise, "Yu... Yu Balang, why are you... taking a shit in the governor's tent?"

Yu Balang looked at the crowd, then at the familiar tent, then looked down at the yellow soup gushing out from behind him. He swallowed and said, "Well, if I say I know nothing, do you believe me?"

The words came out smoother than ever before.