"If your words are reliable..."
The carriage rolled forward, and the flatterer who pulled the carriage strode forward in all directions. Zhou Fei snatched half of Xie Yun's dominance of the carriage driver's seat. Lingshan Xiushui, complexion a little dignified.
Xie Yun protested: "My words are always reliable. How many people have you seen who can be like me, all the big things and small things all over the world are familiar?"
What is there to be proud of with long ears and broken mouths
Zhou Fei was not in the mood to sue him, waved her hand, and said simply and rudely, "According to your 'level' argument, I'm at best a second-rate person."
Xie Yun snorted and continued: "It can be counted when the state is good."
Zhou Fei rolled her eyes: "What did you hear that storyteller say about me?"
Xie Yun shook his head and said, "I jumped two levels in a row, and the skills beat the top masters, and went straight to the first generation of masters - the other masters are not worth mentioning, all beards and children are far away in terms of youth and beauty. I'm not as good as you, I'm almost kneeling down to you, hero, when I'm young, I'll stop doing other things and drive the car for you? When are you going to stab that old Jade Emperor down?"
Wu Chuchu inexplicably lifted the curtain of the car, stuck his head out and asked, "What are you talking about? Uh... No, you two started talking again?"
Xie Yun said without looking back: "We are talking about the story of a famous man named Zhou Duandao."
Zhou Fei: "… believe it or not, I kicked you down?"
"I don't believe it," Xie Yunyou said confidently, "Kick me down, and Zhou Daxia can drive the carriage to the southern border."
Zhou Fei: "..."
Xie Yun still refused to accept it as soon as he saw it, and said endlessly: "Just like you, a 'hero' who does not work hard and does not distinguish between five grains, you will really have to beg for food when you can't figure it out. By the way, hero, you Can you sing 'Shu Lai Bao'? How about I teach you a few words temporarily?"
Zhou Fei couldn't bear it any longer, and swept it out with one foot. Xie Yun was like a dexterous leaf, "floating" out gently, making a thrilling and beautiful gesture in mid-air, and gracefully swept up to the roof of the car. Sitting down in a leisurely manner.
Wu Chuchu subconsciously reached out to cover his head - for fear that his old man would collapse the roof of the car.
Zhou Fei whipped the horse heavily, and she didn't know if she couldn't keep up, or if the horse pulling the cart had calluses three feet thick on the buttocks, and she refused to accelerate any more. After twisting, he still walked forward unhurriedly.
Zhou Fei said angrily, "This is actually a donkey stepping on stilts."
She listened to the sensational "Wulin anecdote" of the singer, and she didn't sleep well for several nights. Sometimes she dreamed that the Four Saints of the Big Dipper gathered a circle of Tai Chi gossip to besiege her. The whip whipped her like a spinning top, causing her to tiptoe around for hundreds of turns. The next day she woke up still dizzy.
But how did such rumors of no smoke come out
Zhou Fei suddenly frowned, thought of a possibility, and asked Xie Yun on the roof, "Do you think Shen Tianshu is behind me?"
"How is it?" Xie Yun's voice came from the roof of the car, "I told the world that I was defeated by a yellow-haired girl?"
Zhou Fei: "..."
That's right, Shen Tianshu and the others who have been famous for a long time can't do such a shameful thing - besides, it's really unnecessary to deal with her a nobody.
Xie Yun said slowly again: "You don't often run on the rivers and lakes, you may not know very well, the big guy has been holding grudges against the Big Dipper for a long time, every ten days and a half, there is a greedy wolf star being beaten by some wild child. The rumors crawling all over the floor are beyond even Shen Tianshu himself, and generally no one will take it seriously."
Zhou Fei said strangely: "Whoever has nothing to spare to make up such rumors, is it interesting?"
"Yes," Xie Yun swayed his long legs with great ease, "when everyone is cynical in the quagmire, they always hope that a hero will be born. But... your situation is a bit special, coincidentally It just so happened that the Azure Dragon Lord really died."
There was a lot of fish and dragons next to the Sanchun Inn, and no one knew how many people stretched their necks to watch the fun behind the cracks of the windows. Zhou Fei had a fight with Jiulongsou at the Sanchun Inn.
Later in Hengshan, except for the three of them and Yin Pei, everyone else died in the secret passage—Yin Pei didn't even want to admit his surname, and he wouldn't spread rumors or clarify anything in public.
Anyway, the Snowbreaker really haunted the Sanchun Inn, and it didn't take long for the Azure Dragon Lord to die inexplicably.
From an outsider's point of view, it seems a bit like the real thing.
Huarong's story must be mostly hearsay, but Sanchun Inn's story can be spread based on falsehood.
A fledgling young man, who really dared to single out the Azure Dragon Lord, and floated away after winning the head... Then the fact that she defeated Shen Tianshu suddenly sounded a lot.
Zhou Fei said dryly, "My mother will definitely kill me."
Xie Yun poked his head out from the roof of the car: "Do you still have something on your mind about your mother? Alas, you really don't know the world. A Fei, I advise you, from now on, hold your tail and be a human being. If you can't do anything, try not to follow along. If you do it, try to pretend to be dead before returning to Shu, and let them pass it on, as long as you don't show up and don't make new troubles, they'll forget about it after a while."
Zhou Fei's thinking is relatively simple, she is not afraid of anything else, mainly Li Jinrong has always said that she has not obtained the true inheritance of the Snowbreaker. It was not enough to discredit the ancestors, so he snorted at that time, agreeing with Xie Yun's words.
It may be that the previous period was too thrilling, and the following period was simply peaceful.
Xie Yun finished writing his absurd new play, Zhou Fei finally drove the carriage smoothly, and Wu Chuchu became less and less reserved.
I don't know if there was a sudden pressure from the outside world. Zhou Fei seemed to be a crammed school child. Every day, she was afraid that others would hold her for "exams". She had to seize all the time and hone her snowbreaker day and night. .
She is not idle even when she is eating. Zhou Fei often eats and her eyes are straight, staring at the tip of the chopsticks without blinking.
Xie Yun stretched out his chopsticks and shook it in front of her very handily: "Hey..."
Zhou Fei didn't even think about it, she flipped her wrist and used the wooden chopsticks as a knife. She knocked on the chopsticks with a "split sea" move, and Xie Yun's chopsticks folded in response.
Xie Yun: "…"
Wu Chuchu had no choice but to come forward to mediate: "You can't eat without talking or sleeping, and you can't even fight!"
Of course, Zhou Fei didn't hide too much. After all, no one could guess that the so-called "Successor of the Southern Knife" had grown like this. In the rumors that became more and more strange along the way, Zhou Fei's image had changed from a "five and three rough carry". The heroine of the big sword", became "the big monster with green face and fangs slapping the dead bear with one palm".
All the way to Shaoyang safely, Xie Yun's "Sound of Jackdaw" was officially finished, and the three settled down.
In the evening, Xie Yun started to make a makeover for himself. He put on two mustaches for himself. He didn't know how to smear it a few times, and made a few wrinkles on his face. The son-in-law dressed up as a middle-aged scholar with a mouth full of "woe, woe", and he was so vivid that he was almost a living person.
Xie Yun straightened his collar bitterly: "Now the old man is 'Chitose Worry', how is it?"
Zhou Fei honestly commented: "If you lay down on a small plate, you can directly dip the dumplings when you eat them."
Xie Yun patted her head with a fan: "Girl is rude, how can you talk to the master?"
Zhou Fei reached out and brushed away his dog's paw.
It's not the first time that she pretends to be a girl, and she can sit on the carriage when she is by Mrs. Wang's side. But it's normal for the old lady to bring a little girl by her side, and a sour man with "the best article in the world" written all over her body is also accompanied by a little girl... Isn't that old and rude
Hearing her concerns, Xie Yun asked in shock: "You actually think Qiansuiyou is a serious person, what do you think? There are not ten thousand or eight thousand scholars in the world who fail to pass the test for a long time. If I don't write obscene lyrics and pornographic songs , how to stand out from it?"
Zhou Fei: "..."
Xie Yun winked at her and waved to her, saying, "I'm going to show off. Miss Wu is a lady, and I feel so inconvenient to be with me. How about you, do you dare to learn more about me?"
Zhou Fei didn't think it was very good. Even though there was a lot of blood on the knife in her hand, she still felt that it was not a good thing to hang out with a man who wrote lewd lyrics and erotic songs.
Xie Yun: "Would you like to go? I can leave if you don't go."
Zhou Fei only held back for a moment, then followed up without saying a word.
Xie Yun seemed to be very familiar with Shao Yang - he seemed to be "at home" wherever he went, pointing out the scenery along the way and talking eloquently, Zhou Fei suspected that he made up.
Seeing him slip into a dazzling alley with ease, Zhou Fei finally couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so familiar?"
Xie Yun replied solemnly: "I want to have dinner here."
Zhou Fei: "You... what?"
"When I was young, my teacher thought I was too squeamish and refused to teach me kung fu well. He asked me to go out for three years without a penny, and promised that as long as I didn't starve to death in three years, he would teach me a set of kung fu to save my life. Well, I've been in the Beggar Gang, and I didn't get along very well. Although the Beggar Gang claimed to be Bai Dao, there were a lot of hob meat in this gang of flowers. It was common for big beggars to bully small beggars. It was very unfriendly. I went out, shaved my head and became a monk. There are real and fake monks, and my character is generally better than Hanako. Some bald heads can really recite a few sutras, and those who can recite sutras are much more relaxed, especially I am very handsome..."
Zhou Fei thought he was farting, with a sullen face, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't your teacher punished by the Nine Clan?"
With the old face of a middle-aged scholar, Xie Yun smiled triumphantly, opened the folding fan and flickered a few times, and sighed, "You have to ask yourself, and you don't believe it... Alas, woman."
"What's wrong with the woman?" At one end of the alley, a window suddenly opened, and a woman came out. She leaned out, holding her chin, and gave Xie Yun a condescending look.
The woman was not very upright, but her eyebrows were slender, and her half-closed eyes seemed to have a small hook hanging from the corner. Wu's smile: "Mr. Chitose You, I haven't seen you for a few years, and the romance is still the same."
Xie Yun threw her hands at her: "Madam boss, I haven't seen you for a few years. I'm afraid the sentient beings who have been swayed by you won't be able to stand up."
"The Boss" heard this sloppy tone, not only was not angry, but rather proud, she pointed at him and said, "Have you brought something? Come up if you bring it, and leave if you don't. The old lady won't entertain you."
Xie Yun laughed, turned around and beckoned to Zhou Fei, and whispered, "This is the gold master. I sold you the money to buy you a good knife. I will speak well in a while, and don't make a fuss."
In addition to the elders of the 48th Village, Zhou Fei has seen the rough village women other than Yueyang, the wife and daughter of the Wu family, and the crazy Duan Jiuniang... But this "boss lady" is different from each of them - her bones look like Light and fluffy, so soft that it can be folded in any way.
Zhou Fei, a country girl who has never seen the world, doesn't know what "fengchenqi" is.
There is a very narrow door at the end of the alley, and it is not the main entrance at first glance. The proprietress upstairs personally came down and opened the door for them: "Come in... Huh?"
She suddenly saw Zhou Fei behind Xie Yun, looked at Zhou Fei with a pair of peach blossom eyes in surprise for a moment, and covered her mouth with a smile: "Where is the little beauty?"
Xie Yun said without changing his face: "My daughter is called Xie Hongyu."
Zhou Fei: "..."
Is someone tired of living!
The proprietress narrowed her eyes and smiled meaningfully. She obviously didn't believe it, but she didn't ask any further questions.
She stepped lazily and brought the two in. The backyard was not big, but it was full of flowers, and the walls were full of flower stands. At first glance, it looked colorful. There was a swing in the middle, and a small one beside it. There was a violin on the table, and a fragrant fragrance was everywhere. I don't know where it came from. Zhou Fei looked around quietly, overwhelmed, and felt that it was indescribably unique.
The proprietress stretched out her hand covered with Kodan and rushed to Xie Yun: "Bring it here."
Xie Yun took out his bound volume of "Jackdaw Sound" from his arms and handed it over, and returned to Zhou Fei with a finger in front of her to prevent her from looking around and stepping into other people's fish ponds.
The proprietress held his book, Shi Shiran went to sit in front of the swing, pointed to the stone table and stone bench and said to Xie Yun and the others, "Sit down, two."
During the conversation, several beautiful girls in red and green appeared out of nowhere. While pouring tea and pouring water, they did not forget to say a few words to Xie Yun, "Mr. Long and Mister Short" - one of them even reached out and squeezed it. Zhou Fei's face.
Zhou Fei: "..."
Even if she sits beside her, she can be harmed by Chiyu!
These girls seemed to be quite familiar with Xie Yun, but for some reason, they were not arrogant to him, but rather restrained and respectful.
The proprietress finished the page not long after, and then she thought for a moment and looked up at Xie Yun.
Xie Yun: "What?"
"Are you sure you want to give me this?" the lady boss asked, "I always feel that you are laughing with other people's blood and tears."
"It's singing, tsk, I don't sell my body, it's so ugly." Xie Yun corrected lightly, "Blood and tears are disgusting to eat by yourself, and it's inappropriate to tell others. I borrowed it to exchange for some travel expenses. Make the most of it?"
The proprietress turned her eyes, smiled "puchi", and said, "Okay, I'll take it, the old rules."
As soon as she finished speaking, a young girl came over with a tray and handed a kit.
Xie Yun took it over and put it on the mat. Without even looking at it, he took it into his arms: "I know the lady boss is happy... Actually, this time I have another thing to ask for."
The lady boss raised a finger.
Xie Yun took a golden leaf from the bag of goodness and returned it back.
Zhou Fei understood, she felt that Xie Yun was not selling the show for the sake of traveling, but to buy news.
The proprietress rolled her eyes, grabbed it, and said with a sneer, "Take the old lady's money to pay the old lady, you really have something to say, you have a fart!"
Xie Yun said: "I want to ask the proprietress a piece of news. When the twelve ministers escorted the present to the south, it was not enough for a few civilians to sacrifice their lives. Therefore, there must be a high-level escort on the way. At that time, besides Yin Wenlan, was there Qimen among the accompanying people? So one or two… friends who are not on the right path?"
The proprietress was taken aback for a moment, and slowly pushed the golden leaf back to Xie Yun, and said, "I don't know, even if I do, this news cannot be bought by a single golden leaf."
Xie Yun's eyes flashed: "I can exchange..."
Before he could finish speaking, a young girl with a little panicked footsteps walked into the backyard quickly and whispered in the ear of the proprietress.
Zhou Fei's five senses were sensitive, and she heard the girl say: "Madam, the 'five sons' of the 'walking gang' don't know what to do, and many people came, both at the front and back doors."