Zhou Fei's face turned red and black, and she wanted to chase Xie Yun for 300 miles, but suddenly she couldn't get her spirits up for a while, so she waved her hands heavily and said: "If I don't make trouble with you, I have to go to the elders. Hall."
"A Fei," Xie Yun stopped her, he withdrew his hilarious smile, and his eyes fell on Zhou Fei's Wangchun Mountain, "When you grow up, all the hands that hold you will slowly leave, you have to walk countless times by yourself. The ups and downs, you feel that your destiny hangs on the tip of the knife, and you can't relax every moment - but you know, this is the greatest luck in the world."
Zhou Fei didn't understand, and raised her eyebrows in confusion.
"You hold a sharp weapon, as long as the tip of the knife is forward, you can cut through obstacles and go anywhere. Life and death, honor and inferiority, hero or coward, countless paths are at your feet, right and wrong, right and wrong, virtuous, foolish, loyal and treacherous are all in your mind. In between, isn't this lucky enough?" Xie Yun flicked her knife lightly, and with a "choked" sound, he smiled, "Do you know that most people in this world are either limited to their background, or Limited to qualifications, you can only follow the trend, involuntarily, and have never had a choice?"
Xie Yun's eyes have a little natural curvature, and when he's not smiling, he seems to have a shallow smile on his face, hiding the thousands of words in his eyes below. If anyone who cares finds a clue, he will be a rogue and two hundred and five. Hair, come to a "cheap escape" that has been tempered and tempered, so cheap that people are dazzled, and they can't care about what they want to pursue.
Zhou Fei: "You..."
Xie Yun raised her hand and curled her fingers slightly, as if she wanted to rub her face with the back of her fingers.
Zhou Fei's ear, which had just cooled down just now, began to heat up again. She froze for a while between "hiding" and "not hiding". The whole night, her mind was "thinking too much" at an inopportune time. Then...
Xie Yun shot like electricity, grabbed her long braid hanging on one shoulder, and pulled it down.
Zhou Fei: "His..."
Xie Yun succeeded in one strike and never stayed. He was very proud. In the blink of an eye, he had already floated outside the small pavilion in Jiang Xin. He left a few thieves laughing, like a big moth, and swayed up along the river wind. Gently and skillfully avoided the two alarmed pull lines, and climbed up the rattan hanging from the cliff.
All the disciples who were guarding the small pavilion in Jiangxin raised their heads in unison, admiring this divine light work together.
When Zhou Fei chased after him in a rage, Young Master Xie's figure flashed a few times and disappeared. Zhou Fei lucked out, and she didn't know whether it was Xie Yun's sincere words about her "lucky" that played a role, or whether she was just mad at the bastard, she seemed to be jumping up and down again.
Zhou Fei glanced at the Mojiang River and found that most of the pulling machines in the river had sunk to the bottom of the water. She opened the huge net to catch the prey who dared to touch the net, but there were still a few filaments hanging on the water surface at the corners. The position of the lower stone pile also seems to be slightly different from usual.
But for Zhou Fei, to be able to restore the pull machine to this, has already done his best, and he will only hate anything when it is used.
After a second thought, she felt that this was not bad. The other party had Kou Dan, who knew Lian Ji very well. If Lian Ji was as usual, what would be the use under the eyes of the assassin chief
On the contrary, if she asked her to fiddle around with her half-heartedly, and then find a group of ignorant guards, it might really catch Kou Dan by surprise.
Thinking of this, Zhou Fei suddenly felt that she was very reasonable, so she turned around and said to a few disciples: "I would like to trouble you, brothers, to temporarily guard the Jiangxin Pavilion on behalf of Uncle Yu Tai. If there is an enemy attack, the mechanism wall in the pavilion can be used. Do whatever you want."
After she finished speaking, without waiting for everyone to protest, she also jumped to grab the rattan on the cliff, leaving a group of disciples from the forty-eight villages to look at each other in dismay—they didn’t have Xie Yun’s kind of Qinggong that can go to heaven by inserting a pair of chicken wings, nor Zhou Fei is familiar with the Lianji Formation, but if she wants to leave for a while, she can't, so she has to stay behind to guard the Lianji. Zhou Fei is completely a strong buy and a strong sell!
After a long time, a disciple murmured, "I always feel that Junior Sister Zhou is not as kind as before."
Dawn is approaching.
Peach Blossom Spring, which is attached to Forty-eight Villages, suffered the biggest catastrophe in the past two decades.
The watchman was walking lazily on the empty street with a lantern. The dog at the door was startled by the sound of footsteps. When he looked up and saw him, he put his head back on his front paws and stretched his tongue to hit him. yawned.
Suddenly, the pair of soft ears on the dog's head woke up and stood up. It turned over and stood up, stretched its neck to look at the end of the path, and barked loudly.
The watchman knocked on the clapper a few times perfunctorily, and scolded casually: "Damn, what are you doing..."
His voice came to an abrupt end, and there was an approaching tremor from the ground. The watchman opened his eyes, and then the paper lantern in his hand fell to the ground—
The iron hoofs in black came together with the nightmare, pouring into the peaceful town like a tide.
The roosters croak and the dogs bark.
The flag embroidered with the Black Eagle and the Big Dipper unfolded in the wind, and there was a sound of hunting. someone called..."
His voice came to an abrupt end, and a saber abruptly slashed from behind him, splitting the watchman in two.
The man who carried the knife was about forty years old, his cheeks were thin and sunken, his sword eyebrows were eagle-eyed, his face was frosty, and a mountain root almost broke his face. , his face looked a little gloomy.
"Pseudo Dynasty," he flicked his wrist, and the blood beads on the saber fell rustling, the man smiled lightly, and turned back to a fat man who was protected by many guards and stars in the middle, "This is Is it the 'bandits' that the lord said? Fortunately, the lower official has not been humiliated, and has already been put to death."
That "Wang Ye" is not very old, at best in his 20s or 30s, but he is blessed with fat, far exceeding the weight that a human being can grow in 20 to 30 years. Even the horse under his crotch is much stronger than others. That's right, he still walks out of breath, ready to kneel to death at any time.
Hearing this, the fat prince showed a naive smile on his face, and Melaleuca's chin was immediately hidden in the mysterious neck: "Hahaha, Master Lu, Mr. Yaoguang! Good understanding, good skills, this king really knows you well. Too late!"
The lights in the town suddenly blazed, and the cries were like a long cone, tearing the morning light off off guard.
Lu Yaoguang smiled silently, and replied very softly, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your appreciation."
After he finished speaking, he swung his saber and ordered: "My Beidou pioneers, what are you all still doing now in the 'Bandit Village'... Ah, the mice here are faster."
The men in black neatly followed the direction of his blade and looked at the end of the foggy long street. They saw four or five men with swords standing there at some point. They were dressed in different clothes, including sackcloth and linen traders. , the decent inn shopkeeper, and the storyteller who wears a square scarf and rolls up his sleeves to shoot the gavel.
Lu Yaoguang sat on the back of the horse, nodded lightly, and asked, "The Big Dipper Breaks the Army, what sect and faction does the comer come from? Sign up to come?"
The leader slowly raised the halberd in his hand: "The merchant's pawn is not worth mentioning."
Lu Yaoguang said, "I've heard this not ten or eight times. I don't know when there was a 'trader and pawn gang' in the world."
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand gently with pity on his face, and the people in black swarmed up, one after another, and a dark wave drowned them. The fat prince only glanced at a distance, and he no longer cared about these big fools who use their arms as chariots. He supported the hands of the two attendants before he got off the horse and used the whip to sweep away a dead man who rolled in front of him. He put his hands behind him and raised his head, Look in the direction of Forty-eight Villages.
On the mountain guarded by layers, the 20-year-old walls of the presbytery are mottled, and several generations of moss have survived. At first glance, it is lush and green.
Lin Hao stood at the door. He was a prudent and reasonable young man. Although the hand behind his back was unconsciously pinching his knuckles back and forth, his expression and tone were still very calm and respectful. He said to Zhao Qiusheng, "Uncle Master. , we have a total of eight hidden stakes in the next lap of the mountain. Now seven of them have cut off contact with our village. I have already issued an order in advance to tell them not to act rashly and to retain their strength. At present, no one has followed. , is really in it, it is difficult to be alone.”
Zhang Bolin wandered back and forth in the elders hall as if trapped by a beast. Zhao Qiusheng sat on the high chair, his face ashen, and shouted: "Zhang, what are you doing here like an old donkey pulling a mill?"
Zhang Bolin immediately replied: "I'm not an old donkey, I'm a shrewd tortoise son!"
Lin Hao lowered his eyebrows and softly persuaded: "Master Zhang, say something if you have something to say."
Zhao Qiusheng raised his hand and patted the armrest of the wooden chair, and the solid wood animal head armrest was slapped with a "blooded head", he gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Bolin, when the boss is leaving, he will take care of the size of the village. In the hands of the three of you and me, forty-eight... forty-seven sects, more than a thousand people, not to mention shrinking your head, even if it is cut off, you dare to complain? Once the gate of the village is broken, how are you going to explain it to the master? "
Zhang Bolin blushed and had a thick neck, but Lin Hao said: "The road in the middle of Shu is difficult, and the bottom of the mountain is mostly barren. In the past 20 years, has it not been managed by the big bosses alone, so it is now prosperous? It's really ruined. , Shishu, can we explain to the master?"
Zhao Qiusheng let out a rough breath.
Lin Hao's tone became more gentle, but his words became heavier and heavier: "My nephew has been listening to the elders in the family, saying that our Forty-eight Village was only to accommodate the righteous people and resist tyranny before we raised the banner - Master Zhao was the elder of the year, so naturally Knowing the details, it’s not up to a junior of mine to remind you—then now there are enemies attacking, but the righteous people of that year hang up the suspension bridge and don’t pay attention, isn’t it a violation of the covenant of the year?”
Zhao Qiusheng said angrily: "Lin Hao, you are presumptuous!"
Lin Hao's palace was very deep, his expression remained unchanged, he lowered his head and clasped his fists, silently apologizing for the crime of not entering the oil and salt, as if he could see Zhao Qiusheng's sternness.
Zhao Qiusheng turned around and kicked the chair: "There are many organs in the mountains, and the sentries are intricate. It is a place where one husband is in charge and ten thousand people are left alone. You are only relying on this to reluctantly retreat from the enemy. Don't think that I am old and confused. I don't know! Just this little person, even if everyone is a peerless master, how can they beat the nails of the puppet army, ah? Who stopped you from loyalty? Who stopped you from courting death? His mother dragged a mountain of ignorant women and children..."
At this moment, Ma Jili's voice suddenly came from outside the elder hall.
Ma Jili said loudly to someone: "A Fei, come here... Wait, what are you, what are you doing?"
This voice briefly drew the eyes of the three people who were arguing, and saw that Zhou Fei led a group of young disciples and strode into the presbytery.
Entering the door, Zhou Fei swept her gaze and gave a quick salutation before saying, "The washing machine has been reopened, and I left a few people there to watch. There is a new sentry on the shore, even if there is an enemy coming. If you attack, you won’t be able to cross the river for a while, so don’t worry, brothers and sisters.”
No one would listen to her at this time. The eyes of the three elders were all focused on the stretcher she had ordered to carry in - Lao Yu lay on it silently, with a stretched expression, a faint rosy complexion, but a strange expression on his lips. blue-purple.
After a while, Zhao Qiusheng took the lead to look away and asked Zhou Fei, "Why did you bring him here?"
Zhou Fei said without changing her face: "Uncle Zhao, the murderer fled, and the great revenge has not been avenged. Even if I close the eyes of Taishi Yu, I can't force him to rest. Listen to the judgment of the uncles and uncles."
Zhao Qiusheng just blew up Zhang Bolin, who had a hole in his brain, and then scolded Lin Hao, who was yang and yin, who knew that one wave would rise again, and in a blink of an eye, there was another Zhou Fei who came to create chaos. The solitary anger of the pit was so angry that she pointed at Zhou Fei for a long time, speechless, and almost vomited blood.
Fortunately, at this time, Zhang Bolin, who had just fought with him until he was blushing and thick-necked, and the others changed their ways and stood by his side.
If it was just a civil strife, with Zhou Fei's skills, he was indeed qualified to be a personal envoy, but the imperial court was besieging the city with heavy troops
Zhang Bolin said bluntly, "A Fei, it's none of your business."
Lin Hao was a little more euphemistic: "I still have one important thing to entrust to Junior Sister Zhou. While there is chaos at the bottom of the mountain, can Junior Sister Labor run errands and send a letter to the boss? This is about... "
"Life or death in the village?" Zhou Fei interrupted him unceremoniously, "How many hidden piles do we have left outside? Senior Brother Lin, do you know which mountainside the boss is now?"
Lin Hao was at a loss for words.
Zhou Fei said: "The puppet dynasty sent troops to attack the forty-eight villages. The news will fly to the ears of the boss with long legs, and it will definitely be faster than me looking for her all over the world like a headless fly. Brother Lin doesn't understand this? You yourself Stupid or am I stupid?"
Lin Hao: "..."
Zhou Fei imitated his respectful and smooth appearance and bowed her head slightly, then added, "It's rude to say something rude."
Zhao Qiusheng blew his beard and stared, "Zhou Fei, what are you doing?"
"Give me a hundred people." Zhou Fei said bluntly, "The rest will stick to the gate of the village, be cautious, and don't worry about the safety of the village. Don't worry, don't the puppet dynasty have tens of thousands of troops? I have them. The dozens of villages and towns surrounding the cliffs are not necessarily less than anyone else, and there is no reason to be afraid of them. Moreover, there are Mingfeng, Beidou, and officials of the puppet dynasty at the foot of the mountain. I also don't believe they are close. Give me and the time, and I'll pick a few heads and come back for drinks."
The last sentence she uttered was not murderous, but rather cold and natural, before waiting for Zhao Qiusheng to speak, Zhou Fei said again: "Uncle Zhao doesn't have to bring out my mother, it's easy to explain to her - she doesn't have to. I can’t control me here, so I’m sure I won’t blame you all.”
Several people present had heard of Zhou Fei's feat of "picking flowers" from Li Jinrong's hands in Xiushan Hall, but they were speechless for a while.
Zhou Fei smiled, and then for the first time took the initiative to mention her experience outside: "In Huarong City, we were betrayed by traitors. The girl of Li was hiding in Tibet, and she was not afraid of it at that time, not to mention now? People don't need to borrow me, I can go by myself."
After she finished speaking, she reached out to Lin Hao: "Senior Brother Lin, please?"
Lin Hao: "..."
About a stick of incense, Zhou Fei walked out of the Elder Hall with the token given by Lin Hao, and when she looked up, she saw Wu Chuchu was waiting for her accompanied by Li Yan.
The eastern side was already white with fish belly. Zhou Fei spent the whole night in chaos, ignoring her, thinking that she must have heard Kou Dan's words, and she didn't know how to feel.
Zhou Fei felt a little guilty, she paused, and turned towards her.
But before she could speak, Wu Chuchu suddenly stepped forward, took off the longevity lock on her neck, and handed it to Zhou Fei.
Zhou Fei was taken aback.
Then, Wu Chuchu took off the earrings and bracelets on his body—not even a small hairpin on his head, and stuffed them into Zhou Fei's arms.
Zhou Fei: "…"
Li Yan next to her was startled and hurriedly said, "Miss Wu, my sister doesn't charge protection fees, you..."
Wu Chuchu said, "All the things on my body that I am not afraid of burning are here."
Zhou Fei raised her eyes suddenly - it turns out that Wu Chuchu always knew that Qiu Tianji's maddening search for Huarong Zhen was probably related to her!
Tears flashed in Wu Chuchu's eyes, but they quickly held back.
"I've never heard of the so-called 'the sea and the sky'," she said. "I also... know that you still have important things to do now, and I may not be willing to help me keep these bits and pieces, but I don't trust others, only you."
Li Yan didn't know the cause and effect, and when she heard the explanation of the foreword that didn't fit in with the afterword, her forehead was at a loss.
Zhou Fei knew it very well in her heart. She wrapped the thing Wu Chuchu gave her in a filament roll, put it in her arms, and nodded to Wu Chuchu: "Thank you, don't worry, you will live or die."