Yu Junting thought that Yu Fushun was attacked a long way outside the village. Unexpectedly, as soon as he rushed out of the gate, he saw many people surrounded by the gate. Yu Junting got off his horse and walked quickly, the crowd was silent After parting, Yu Junting saw Ye Xiaotian's bitter face.
Ye Xiaotian hugged Yu Fushun's body, with an inexplicable grief on his face, Yu Junting gave him a cold look, squatted down slowly, and his eyes fell on Fushun's face. Yu Fushun's stiff face still maintained a look of shock, an expression of disbelief.
Yu Junting watched silently for a long time, then asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
The person closest to her was Ye Xiaotian. Seeing that others were silent, and Li Jing, who was squatting beside him like a duck, cast his earnest eyes on him again, Ye Xiaotian rubbed his nose and began to explain to Junting in detail. Yu Junting was expressionless and listened calmly.
Ye Xiaotian said: "Ah Choe! The village master Yu turned his head and told people that there are nobles living in the inner village, so it is not appropriate to carry the corpse in. Suddenly there was a whoosh, Ah Choo! An arrow flew from that direction and hit Yu On the chest of the village master, the village master took two steps back, as if he wanted to draw an arrow, he only raised his hand, and fell down... "
Yu Junting asked coldly, "Did he say anything?"
Ye Xiaotian shook his head and said: "The arrow hits the vital point, Axie! Village Master Yu died without saying a word... Axie!"
Yu Junting frowned and asked, "Do you have a cold?"
Ye Xiaotian shook his head, lowered his voice and said, "General, your scent is too strong. My nose is a little itchy."
Li Jing looked at Ye Xiaotian in surprise, is this guy molesting the female chieftain
Yu Junting snorted coldly, ignoring Ye Xiaotian's words.
The dew and flower oil she used for skin care does have a pungent smell, and she didn't notice it after she got used to it. Now that she came out in a hurry and hadn't bathed yet, Ye Xiaotian was the closest to her, and he was in the downwind, so he sneezed too much. is normal.
Yu Junting looked at Yu Fushun again, and was about to stand up when he suddenly felt something, stretched out his coral horsewhip, and stroked Yu Fushun's chin, so that his face was facing him, gradually revealing a look of deep thought.
Seeing her scrutinizing her carefully, Ye Xiaotian trembled in his heart, coughed hastily, and said, "General, when we were on the mountain, Guoji Gelong once said harshly, saying that no matter what the final outcome of the battle over Mercury Mountain, he and Yujiazhai The beams are all fixed. You see, it will be... "
Yu Junting took a deep look at Ye Xiaotian, then lowered his eyes to see Yu Fushun's wide-eyed expression of disbelief, slowly touched his chest, approached the shaft of the arrow, and pressed his five fingers one by one. Going up, he pulled out suddenly and forcefully, only to hear a "poof", and the barbed arrow was pulled out forcefully by pulling a piece of flesh.
Ye Xiaotian secretly admired: "This bitch, she doesn't even bat an eye! She's so ruthless!"
Yu Junting wiped the bloody arrows on Li Fushun's clothes, staring at the arrows with sharp eyes. The arrowhead is a Mitsubishi-shaped blade with a poisonous groove and a barb at the back, which is completely different from the gun-blade arrowhead that was officially made by the Ming Dynasty.
Yu Junting raised his left hand and compared the length and width of the arrow cluster with his fingers. This movement touched his back and felt some pain, and he couldn't help but cursed the masseuse in his heart. Immediately, her gaze shifted to the arrow shaft. The arrow shaft was made of an old green vine that had been straightened after baking, which was both tough and heavy.
Yu Junting said in a deep voice: "This kind of arrow is indeed owned by Liangyue Valley!"
Ye Xiaotian was surprised and angry: "It's really them?"
Yu Junting gave Ye Xiaotian a cold look, and said indifferently: "Why are you so sad and angry?"
Ye Xiaotian was taken aback for a moment, indeed! Yu Fushun is not his son, Yu Fushun, the little aunt, is not sad, what is he doing in such grief and anger, is he acting too much, please don't arouse Yu Junting's vigilance because of this, this little girl is not only cruel, but also human Also very shrewd.
Ye Xiaotian's thoughts changed sharply, and he immediately said angrily: "Of course I want to be angry, a chieftain was killed in front of me, how can I mediate the disputes among the villages!"
Yu Junting glanced at Ye Xiaotian coldly, then fixedly glanced at Yu Fushun who was dying, straightened up, stood upright like a qiongzhi, and ordered: "Bring the village master Yu back! "After saying that, he turned around and left, his waist straight all the time.
Ye Xiaotian and Li Jingchen looked at each other, and immediately followed behind her.
Three horns sounded, and the slaves in the village who were carrying water and firewood, feeding animals, and doing chores all bowed their heads and waited with bated breath for Lord Chieftain to pass by. Master Chieftain is dead, but he is also a noble chieftain who is high above him.
Suddenly, a four-year-old doll staggered out of a low hut ahead, giggling and calling for her mother. It looked like the little guy was playing hide-and-seek with her mother. The little girl was wearing a tattered gown, her hair was dirty and frizzy, and her healthy, ruddy face seemed to have not been washed for a long time.
She got out of the shed suddenly, ran happily, and bumped into Junting's leg.
"asshole!"
Annoyed, Yu Junting looked down at two dirty handprints caught on his robe, and immediately flew into a rage, raised his legs and kicked the baby to the ground, and two guards rushed over and swung their whips …
"stop!"
Ye Xiaotian, who followed closely behind, let out a loud roar, seeing that it was too late to stop him, he hurriedly took a step forward, opened his arms and stopped in front of the little girl, Yu Junting was about to leave, but seeing this appearance, he stopped and stared at her. He said, "What are you doing?"
Ye Xiaotian said: "General, please calm down and forgive her, she is just an ignorant child!"
Yu Junting raised his pointed jaw slightly, and said proudly: "I am the chieftain, and she is a lowly slave! This is the lightest punishment for bumping into a chieftain!"
Ye Xiaotian said: "Does the general want to discuss his superiority with a child who is not yet sensible? The official's surname is Ye. It is said that the surname Ye comes from the surname Ji, a descendant of the Yellow Emperor. His surname is Li..."
Ye Xiaotian pointed at Li Jing again, and said: "It is said that the surname Li comes from the surname Ying, and is a descendant of Emperor Zhuanxu..."
Li Jing looked at Ye Xiaotian blankly, and thought: "Is my surname such a long history, so my ancestors were emperors in ancient times."
Ye Xiaotian said: "Speaking of which, people with names and surnames now, trace back to their origins, are all descendants of the most noble figures. Going back thousands of years, they are all princes and princesses. Times change, now, you are General, he is experience, I am county magistrate, and this little girl is a slave child!
What the future holds, no one can tell. I'm not saying that it's wrong to pay attention to superiority and inferiority, but you don't have to be so strict with a child who is not yet sensible. She is not a princess, but in the eyes of her parents, she is even more delicate than a princess. Lord General will be a wife and mother one day, please forgive her, okay..."
Li Junting stared at Ye Xiaotian, reprimanded with a strange expression: "I'm sick!"
After Li Junting finished speaking, he strode forward, waved his hands behind him, and the two guards let the little girl go. The child's parents stood aside in fear, their faces turned pale with fright. At this time, they knelt down on the ground with a "boom" and kowtowed gratefully in the direction where Yu Junting left. Follow Ye Xiaotian behind Li Junting.
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"You are going to meet your ancestors. Don't forget to bring a rooster with you. It will remind you when you are on your way. Put on your waist knife, take an umbrella, mount your steed, wear your newly made clothes, and swim. Crossing the big river, climbing the snow-capped mountains, your ancestors, in that beautiful plain..."
The desolate mourning song rang out in front of the mourning hall. Stone sat in the corner, accompanied by Lusheng. The dancing "big god", Wang Ning is wearing a flowered dress and a feather hat, with oil paint on his face, writhing wildly, and his eyes are looking around treacherously.
This is called "making a funeral and making a fuss". During the funeral, the sound of reeds and drums is non-stop day and night. As an altar master, you have to constantly change the content according to the changes in the spiritual field and the time of day. When visitors come, they should use Lusheng tunes to welcome them; before breakfast, lunch and dinner, they should make a toast to the dead, and Lusheng should play toasts and toasts.
When offering incense to the undead, the guests should blow incense songs; when killing pigs, sheep, and sacrificing cattle for the undead, they should blow animal songs; They also have to play different tunes separately. Without Nuo masters and sheng players, it is impossible to persevere.
So Yujiazhai invited all the Nuo masters in the vicinity, and it was Taoist Master Chen and his little apprentice Shitou who were on duty at this time. The members of the Yu family all wore sackcloth and filial piety in the mourning hall, and in Yu Junting's room in the back house, they were still dressed in plain clothes.
Yu Junting sat on the chair and said in a low voice: "Arrange for Yu Fushun's son to succeed the chieftain. As for the memorial book to be sealed by the court, please press it first, otherwise... the cause of death is really difficult to explain. You will know the chaos here."
Wen Ao asked for instructions: "Yes! But the murderer is unknown, what does Yang Tianwang's subordinates say?"
"Who said the murderer is unknown?" Yu Junting raised his eyes, his eyes were serious: "The murderer is obviously Liangyue Valley, so our Yu family and Liangyue Valley will naturally be immortal!"
Wen Ao frowned and said: "Toast, the assassin used the arrows unique to Liangyue Valley, this is clearly a deliberate attempt to blame..."
He understood halfway through the sentence, and immediately shut his mouth. So what if someone deliberately blamed him? The important thing is that the Yu family has an excuse, and it is a very good excuse. If they start a war against Liangyuegu Guoji's family, even Zhang Zhifu will not be able to stop it.
Wen Ao immediately paused and said: "This subordinate understands!"
At this time, a guard stood at the door and reported: "Big chieftain, Li Jingcheng and Ye Xiancheng bid farewell to big chieftain, and they are going back to Tongren."
A cold light flashed in Yu Junting's eyes, and a sneer gradually formed on the corner of his lips. She took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and said in a deep voice: "I'll see him off!" Wen Ao noticed keenly that the big chieftain was not talking about them, but about him. Who is he