Zhou Fei and Li Sheng walked to the Ximo River one after the other. They grew up in the Forty-Eight Villages. They each had their own mischief and mischief.
Zhou Fei sometimes couldn't figure out whether she was unfit or whether she had inherited an ancestral unlikable body from Li Jinrong.
She is about the same age as Li Sheng, grew up together, and joined Li Jinrong's family to practice martial arts together. Although she can't be fooled, she can get a little bit of "childhood", but Li Sheng is clearly well-rounded outside. It's all over the hair, except that she hates each other like her horoscope.
Except for the hidden secret scenes and the tit-for-tat confrontation with a gun and a stick, the two of them seem to have nothing else to say, not even the mutual exchange of ideas when the door encounters a bottleneck - the demolition is in front of Li Jinrong, and they both learn in private. Everyone, no one communicates with anyone.
While Zhou Fei was thinking about it, the two had already come to the Ximo River. The gloomy night sky was just opened by the night wind. The moonlight that leaked out was afraid that it wouldn't fit half a bowl. It floated away, and when people looked down on the cliff, they would feel slightly dizzy.
Zhou Fei heard a rustling sound next to her, and turned her head to see Li Sheng unloading a bag from her waist, first pulling out a hemp rope from it, and then taking out an iron claw that was easy to climb up and down , apparently prepared.
Zhou Fei glanced at his luggage inadvertently, and was stunned for a moment, then blurted out and asked, "Why did you bring a change of clothes?"
Li Sheng paused, then wrapped his suitcase again without raising his head and carried it on his back - his small bag not only contained the daily change of clothes, but also the entanglement, wound medicine, and a book with missing pages. 's travel journal.
Zhou Fei was not short of mind and immediately reacted. Li Sheng came to challenge Mojiang at night. It was not because he had nothing to do and made a new demon. He really wanted to leave the Forty-Eight Villages, and he had planned for a long time. She couldn't help standing up slightly and said in surprise, "Do you want to leave?"
Zhou Fei always felt that the eldest son of Li was the "Pearl of the Palm" in the Forty-eight Villages.
The owner of the old village died in the puppet dynasty's plot, and the eldest master chose the 48 village beams at the age of seventeen. At that time, there were tigers and wolves outside, and there were forty-eight old village owners who played small abacuses. In the early years, she was like a pot cover. Covering this pot, the pot boils again, and over time, she has developed a ruthless decision to kill, and she has a bad temper, and it becomes more difficult to get along with her. Many old village owners can't help but feel embarrassed when they come to her.
If Li Jinrong was turned upside down and twisted, it would be possible to squeeze out two drops of gentleness and patience, one drop for Zhou Yitang, and the remaining one for the Li brothers and sisters.
Li Sheng has a detached position in the Forty-Eight Villages, and he is used to being a man, and he will always support him wherever he goes. Zhou Fei suspected that even if he turned into a big centipede and gave birth to a hundred or eighty stinky feet, it would not be enough for the doglegs to grab it.
What is wrong with this young master
Li Sheng was silent for a while, and then said "um".
"It's weird. Tim head picked up from a grave like me doesn't want to leave home yet. You should prepare it first." Zhou Fei said with a bit of sarcasm, "Are you in line?"
"I'm not the same as you." Li Sheng didn't want to talk to her. He just found a hidden place, tied the rope on his own, and let it go down the cliff. In the light, he soon disappeared.
From Li Sheng's point of view, Zhou Fei was Li Jinrong's biological child, and being beaten and scolded was also a biological weight.
Li Jinrong treats Zhou Fei like a small tree that needs to be carefully trimmed. If she is a little crooked, she will cut it down with a knife, in the hope that she can be cut into pieces.
As for him, he is trapped in this small space surrounded by mountains. Everyone who sees him calls him "Li Gongzi", and the elders will add a superfluous sentence "There is a legacy of the father". Under the brand of Li Erye, as a "legacy", it is left under the fence here... I am afraid it is still a tasteless legacy of "poor aptitude".
"It's okay to have poor aptitude, just take it slow", this sounded to be almost gentle, but who has the head of Li forbearance? It's clear that he just didn't have any expectations for him.
Li Sheng gritted his teeth, put the iron claw on his wrist, and took the lead down the stone wall without hesitation.
Zhou Fei: "Hey..."
Her voice fell, and Li Sheng had already stepped on the air.
Only after this time did they realize that they all underestimated the mountain walls on both sides of the ink washing pool, especially the first section of the road. Sheng's feet were empty, the whole person slammed against the stone wall, and the short sword around his waist fell, smashing a string of golden and stone sounds.
The sudden movement shocked both of them. Zhou Fei on the cliff and Li Sheng, who was hanging in the air, grabbed the hanging rope at the same time.
The torches of the night patrol in the mountains lit up immediately. Zhou Fei saw that the hemp rope was fairly strong, so she let go and hid behind a boulder. Although she was not short, her skeleton was slim and curled up. It's a very small group, and it can hide in a dog hole.
The two of them were lucky, and they chose a good place. The night watchman walked around the neighborhood and found nothing unusual.
After a while, Zhou Fei came out of the hiding place. Looking down, Li Sheng had already descended several dozen meters along the hemp rope, swaying in the river wind, like a fallen leaf with mountains and rivers in her heart.
Zhou Fei waited patiently by the edge of the cliff for a while, and for the first time, the thought of going out to take a look came to her mind.
Forty-eight villages often come to flee to avoid disaster, and they all talk about the outside world, some are thrilling, some are unbearable, some are tragic, and some are heartbroken - what will it be like outside
This kind of wild horse-like idea is gone, and the moment it occurs, the process from breaking ground to taking root, and then growing up is completed. Zhou Fei stood up and gently lifted the hemp rope that Li Sheng had put down. Feeling that the rope was empty, she took out a cloth strap, tied her long hair, pulled the hemp rope with one hand, and jumped abruptly. .
With Li Sheng's mistakes, Zhou Fei didn't touch the smooth stone wall at all. She was much lighter than Li Sheng, and she slid down the rope very briskly, like a catkin spinning in the wind.
More than halfway down, the sound of the water was so loud that Li Sheng stopped on a rock on the cliff where only one person could stand, frowning and looking at the surging river in front of him.
Zhou Fei put the rope all the way to the end and wrapped it around her wrist. She didn't settle down, and leaned on one arm to hang herself on the river, thinking, "Is it possible to swim over it?"
Just when the two of them went from a competitive test to a plan to run away from home, Li Jinrong walked quickly into the ancestral hall.
In the ancestral hall, an old man with white beard and hair was holding incense in his hands, standing under the tablet "Xianxiao Li Gongyao Pai Lin", Li Jinrong stood silently on the side, waited for the old man to finish the incense, and then came forward and greeted: "Uncle Master. ."
The old man waved his hand to her to avoid the ceremony, looked around, and showed an expression of "vegetable leaves are stuffed in the molars, and they can't be removed". Rolling up his sleeves again, he was going to clean up the backlog of incense ash on the desk.
Li Jinrong's eyes twitched a few times, and she stepped forward and said, "I'll come."
"Go away, go away," the old man pulled her away, "you all have filthiness, don't make trouble for me."
Li Jinrong had no choice but to poke his hands aside, watching the old man jump up and down to set the incense table, and adjust the distance for the tablets.
"It's okay, you won't die if you go ashore for a while." The old man said, "Isn't it March 15th today? I'll come and see your father."
This person is the "Old Yu" who is said to be magical in the Ximo River.
Yu Lao said casually: "I see that the people in the village communicate in an orderly manner, and everyone performs their own duties. It can be seen that your family is really good."
"It's still bearable," Li Jinrong's face was not happy, "Have you heard the rumors outside?"
All the things in the ancestral hall of Veteran Yu re-arranged, and when he saw that it was neat, he finally took a sigh of relief, put his hands in his sleeves, turned back to Li Jinrong and said with a smile: "Since it's a rumor, why listen to it? ?"
Li Jinrong said in a low voice, "It's all rumored that Cao Zhongkun is seriously ill, I'm afraid it's going to die."
"Isn't it good that Cao Zhongkun is dead?" said the old man, "I still remember that when you were young, you would lead people to the northern capital in anger. The three thousand imperial army couldn't stop you, and almost killed Cao Thief, so scared that the old man almost wet his pants. , If it weren't for his seven dogs, Cao Thief would have long been dead under the sword. Why are you panicking now that you hear that he is going to burp?"
Li Jinrong smiled bitterly: "It's not what it used to be, right now it's just a rumor, people are already floating in the village, and the news is not yet true, I'm afraid..."
Yu Lao raised his eyelids and glanced at her: "Afraid of trouble?"
Li Jinrong paused for a while, neither admitting nor denying, but just smiled vaguely: "Maybe I'm old."
Mr. Yu didn't like to hear the word "old", so he snorted very dissatisfiedly, and even his beard twitched. Before he could speak, he heard a disciple of the mountain patrol outside calling out, "The master!"
When Li Jinrong turned around, he saw an "object" blasting over like a mountain cannon and plunged into her arms.
"Ayan?" Li Jinrong was taken aback, "How did you do this?"
Li Yan first thought that Li Sheng was just a verbal provocation, and Zhou Fei didn't agree, so the trip to the Mojiang River was definitely a must. Unexpectedly, when she was fifteen, she realized that she failed to understand the strange tacit understanding between the eldest brother and cousin of the enemy Lu Zhai—she saw Li Sheng packing up the package, and then she knew that he not only wanted to go, but also left the Forty-Eight Villages!
Since Li Yan is an invulnerable whistleblower, just in case, Li Sheng caught her and tied her in her own room before leaving. Anyway, when she couldn't see anyone at dawn, naturally someone came to her. .
Li Sheng is a brother after all. He was afraid that she would be frayed by the hemp rope when she moved around, so he used two ropes. First, he tied her with a soft one, and then wrapped a thicker hemp rope around the soft rope to tie her up. Tethered to the bedpost.
But he underestimated the enthusiasm of Li Yan's complaint and the softness of the little girl's body.
After the annoying eldest brother left, Li Yan started to twist her head and tail in place, she just twisted herself out of the hemp rope in the outermost ring, and the rope and the stuff in her mouth could not be removed, so she kept this The image like a silkworm chrysalis began to jump out, and when she got tired from jumping for a while, she simply lay on the ground and rolled.
The disciples of the night patrol thought that a wild boar had hit him head-on, and the swords were pulled out. They raised their swords to chop, and found that the "wild boar" was parked under his feet, revealing a persimmon red skirt.
The gray-headed Li Yan finally saw her relative Li Jinrong, took a deep breath on the spot, and shouted out the state she had held back all night: "That big bastard Li Sheng pushed A Fei to wash the Mojiang! He wants to When I ran away from home, I said I would tell my aunt, and he tied me up!"
Li Jinrong was a little confused: "What?"
Li Yan wiped away her tears: "They all said that the fish in the river is actually a big catfish essence that has lived for a thousand years. If they are caught, will they be eaten for Shabu-shabu?"
Yu Lao rolled up his sleeves and coughed dryly beside him.
Only then did Li Yan realize that there was someone next to her, and looked up at the five-short-statured little old man. She got out of Li Jinrong's arms in embarrassment and greeted very politely, "Hello, old man, who are you?"
The old man smiled and replied, "Big catfish essence."
Li Yan: "…"
Li Jinrong's chest hurts because of the anger of the two unlucky children, so he listens to the old man saying: "Jinrong, don't get angry first, you can send more people to find those two children, I will go ashore tonight, and no one will guard the Mojiang River. Jiang Xin's 'pulling machine' is on."
Li Jinrong's expression changed suddenly, she turned around and left.