Qinghu had always been cautious, so he asked the waiter about it in advance.
"They said they were wounded soldiers from the battlefield."
"Are they our people?"
Qinghu was not sure.
After all, other than the Divine Temple Army itself, the families that supported them had also sent out many of their elites.
Many of them had gone to the front line to join them.
It was normal that they did not know each other.
But Lin Mengya still felt worried.
Although victory was in sight, it was hard to guarantee that the rebels would not do something desperate.
She turned around and walked out of the room. She called the three brothers who were guarding outside and asked them to investigate.
That night, she was lying on the bed in the inn, but she fell into a nightmare.
Her dream was foggy, and there were countless cries for help. It was like a demonic sound from hell.
She wanted to break the fog and find the source of the sound, but she was always blocked.
"Who is it? Who is there? "
She asked loudly without realizing it.
But all the sounds in the dream gradually faded away.
Just when the sound disappeared, she suddenly woke up.
She was drenched in sweat. Maybe it was too hot in the room, so her chest was a little stuffy.
She walked to the window, but the night wind did not take away much of the heat.
She suddenly heard Qinghu's concerned voice outside the door.
"Lass, did you have a nightmare? Are you okay? "
She covered her chest, took a deep breath, and opened the door for him.
"Why are you sweating so much?" Qinghu took a cloth and wiped her forehead.
Lin Mengya did not want him to worry, so she took the cloth and said, "It's nothing. It's probably too hot here."
Qinghu knew that she was not telling the truth.
He was just used to her pretending to be strong, so he did not want to expose her.
He fanned himself with his sleeves, and deliberately put on a complaining look. He said, "Yes, it's been too hot these days. It's too exaggerated. But it's okay. It's going to be autumn in a few days. You've always been afraid of cold and heat. Only spring and autumn can make you feel a little more relaxed. "
Qinghu probably knew these little habits of her life better than she did.
Lin Mengya was not sleepy at all. She pushed him to sleep, but he refused.
In the middle of the night, the two of them looked at each other speechlessly. Finally, Qinghu had an idea and suggested, "How about I take you to see what those people are doing now?"
Unconsciously, Lin Mengya nodded.
It was not until she changed her clothes and quietly slipped out of the inn with Qinghu that she realized how ridiculous she was.
Fortunately, it was indeed cooler outside than inside the house. She felt that she could just enjoy the cool air outside.
There were no more people on the interface, but the two of them were surprised to see some people sneaking out of other inns.
She remembered that those were the inns that were full before.
She was puzzled. Why were the inns in the city so dismal, but the few inns in this small town were all full?
The two of them exchanged glances and decided to follow as well.
These people moved very quickly. After leaving the town, they went straight to the forest at the side and went in.
The two of them had been quietly following behind and did not attract the attention of the people in front.
They followed the people in front of them and came to an open space.
What shocked her was that there was a small army hiding here.
She roughly looked and estimated that there were at least thousands of people.
So many people, but they did not attract the attention of the people outside.
Lin Mengya observed that those people who sneaked out of the inn seemed to have brought a lot of dry food.
Moreover, those people did not light a bonfire.
She couldn't help but think of a possibility.
She glanced at Qinghu nervously. The latter patted her on the shoulder gently, probably to calm her down.
The two of them observed the dressing of these people in the forest at a close distance, guessing the purpose of their actions.
Not long after, they met a soldier who came out to urinate.
Without saying anything, Qinghu asked someone to knock him out and drag him away.
Lin Mengya took a deep look at those people and left with Qinghu.
Qinghu was quite familiar with the surrounding terrain.
He carried the soldier and took her to an inconspicuous cave.
"You stay here and watch him. I'll go and cover up our traces."
Lin Mengya nodded.
She knew Qinghu's kung fu very well, so she was not worried that the soldier would wake up in advance.
But after a while, she heard someone approaching.
Her body immediately tensed up. Fortunately, the sound came quickly and she recognized the person just before she wanted to attack him.
"Ada?"
"Master!"
The two of them almost said at the same time.
Lin Mengya looked at the familiar figure of Ada and wiped the sweat on her forehead.
"It's you. I thought we were discovered!"
Ada did not expect it either.
He followed the group of people who came out before and found their camp.
He was thinking of finding out their purpose and then going back to deliver the message.
Unexpectedly, he found Qinghu and Lin Mengya's movement in the forest.
In order to figure out their identities, he had tailed them all the way here.
In order to find out their identity, he followed them all the way.
Fortunately, it was a false alarm.
Qinghu took the initiative to guard outside the cave, while Qinghu and Lin Mengya brought the man in.
After waking him up, the man was in a trance when he saw a man and a woman in front of him. He suddenly turned pale with fright.
"Who are you? What do you want? "
"That's the question I want to ask you. Who are you? What's your purpose here? "Lin Mengya asked with a sullen face.
Although that person was just an unremarkable pawn, he was a clever one.
Seeing that the man and the woman in front of him were not easy to deal with, he immediately shut his mouth and stared at them warily.
"You don't want to tell me? Believe it or not, I'll make sure you never get out of here! "
Lin Mengya was definitely a master of coercion and temptation.
The little soldier was very stubborn and said unyieldingly, "I don't know anything. You've got the wrong person."
She did not speak but just looked the little soldier up and down with her eyes.
Judging from his clothes, he seemed to be an ordinary person.
But there was absolutely no need for an ordinary person to hide in the forest and not dare to light a fire for fear of being discovered.
If they were not retreating, they must be here to launch a sneak attack.
This place was so close to the Holy Temple, so it should be the latter.
She narrowed her eyes slightly and asked sternly, "Who the hell are you? How dare you launch a sneak attack on the Holy Temple? Do you want to die?"
The little soldier's secret was exposed by her, and he immediately looked shocked.
But it also confirmed Lin Mengya's guess.
Indeed, these people were here to launch a sneak attack on the Holy Temple!
"I don't know what you're talking about! What Holy Temple?
The Holy Temple? I don't know them at all! "
Probably realizing that he had been exposed, the man denied it repeatedly.
But he was facing two cunning foxes.
Qinghu laughed coldly and stepped forward to grab the little soldier's neck.
"Do you want to die now, or die with your companions later?"
The little soldier had never seen such a ferocious person before. He was so scared that his face turned pale and he even sounded like he was about to cry.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me, please don't kill me!"
Qinghu snorted coldly and threw the little soldier to the ground.
The little soldier was trembling with fear in his eyes.
Lin Mengya was a little curious. Since they were here to launch a sneak attack, why did they send such a child soldier?
Did they think that without the protection of a man, she could be defeated by this kind of trash?
Or was the rebel army at the end of the road?
Her expression changed. "Tell me everything you know now, and I'll spare your life."
The fear of death had made the little soldier lose his stubbornness.
Hearing him confess in a trembling voice, Lin Mengya realized that they were not trained soldiers.
"We're His Highness's servants. His Highness has asked us to help him take down the Holy Temple."
"You think you can do that?"
Qinghu expressed his disdain for the little soldier.
The little soldier who was mocked did not dare to say anything. He could only defend himself. "We don't want to die, but our families are in His Highness's hands. If we don't come, he will kill our families. "
Hearing this, she and Qinghu felt even more disgusted with Murong Ming.
A general's success was built on the bones of thousands, but the other party's methods were too despicable.
"Tell me your plan." Lin Mengya pinched the bridge of her nose and asked impatiently.
But the little soldier shook his head with a bitter look.
"I'm just a pawn. I only know that I have to listen to the 'Divine Craftsman'. I don't know anything else. "
"Who is the Divine Craftsman?" She asked curiously.
The little soldier's eyes were filled with awe. "His Highness said that the Divine Craftsman is a noble existence who serves the real gods. As long as we are obedient, we can be resurrected by the gods after we die. "
Resurrection from the dead!
This was a fact that she could not understand no matter how hard she thought about it.
In fact, she had been thinking about whether this kind of "resurrection" could be considered as a real resurrection.
But she knew that anyone who had anything to do with this matter would definitely be involved in a series of conspiracies.
She did not expect Murong Ming to be related to this matter.
Could it be that he was also a "vessel" for some old guy?
She was afraid that only Murong Ming himself would be able to answer her questions.
After repeatedly questioning the little soldier and confirming that he was of no value, Lin Mengya asked Qinghu to kill him.
The little soldier thought that he was going to die, so he immediately begged her with tears and snot running down his face.
"Can you leave me with an intact body? My mother said that if my body is not intact, the King of Hell will not accept me. In this case, I won't be able to be reincarnated! "
Lin Mengya did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Seeing the little soldier leave with Qinghu, she had to think about how to deal with these one thousand people.
In terms of military strength, it would not be a problem for the Knights Templar to fight these people.
But from the little soldier's words, she knew that most of the one thousand people were ordinary people like him who had not received professional training.
This was strange.
What kind of game was Murong Ming playing?
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