Chapter 140: Liu Buwang

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The boat floated on the water, and the fireflies gradually hid deep in the jungle.
The girl leaned on the young man's shoulder and fell asleep unconsciously. The boatman stood up from the bow and was about to speak. Xiao Jue shook his head invisibly to him. The boatman knew it, and did not wake her or paddle, and let the boat float.
Xiao Jue only sat and looked at the water, which was calm, even being swept by the wind, rippling up and down. He looked sideways again, looking at the girl who was sleeping soundly on his shoulder. She was not like an ordinary girl who loved beauty. She slept without any image. Her lips seemed to be wet and wet, and she was still drooling.
He turned a little disgusted and looked over to the distant water. After a while, he bowed his head and smiled helplessly.
Did not push her away.
...
He Yan rarely had a good night's sleep, and vaguely had a beautiful dream, but what kind of dream was that, he woke up and forgot all about it.
When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying on the soft collapse of the ship and covered with a thin layer of mattress. She sat up and saw Xiao Jue sitting on the bow of the ship, she called out: "Young Master!"
He glanced back at He Yan, only to say: "Fresh and clean, it's time to go back."
He Yan was surprised for a moment, only to find that they had stayed in Luoyingquan all night, and the surrounding fireboats had all dispersed, leaving only one of them here. He Yan was yawning while washing with the water on the boat. When combing his hair, because Cui Jiao and Hong Qiao were not around, he randomly tied a man's bun.
She cleaned out the bow of the boat and heard the boatman talking to Xiao Jue, "The young man went directly to the spring water and walked dozens of steps. There was a post. A carriage can be hired next to the post. The young man and the girl took the carriage back. Let the firefly pass."
Xiao Jue paid him money, walked to the shore, and said to He Yan, "Go away."
He Yan also thanked the boatman and quickly landed.
It was early in the morning that crystal dewdrops rolled off the broad leaves of the plants and trees, bringing out some cold dew. He Yan yawned again and asked Xiao Jue: "Dudu, I fell asleep last night? Why didn't you wake me up and stayed here for one night."
Xiao Jue said with a sneer: "I don't know who slept loudly last night, and I can't wake up."
"Isn't it?" He Yan was a little suspicious. "You're lying to me."
"I'm not you."
The two talked, didn't go far, and as the boatman said, they saw a post. There is also a noodle restaurant next to the post. The proprietress is cooking noodles in a large iron pan with a fragrant aroma.
He didn’t eat anything in the morning, and He Yan had already felt hungry, and said, "Let’s eat something first and then ride in a carriage." So, without waiting for Xiao Jue’s answer, he was the first to beckon with the lady boss: "Two bowls of noodles" , A drawer of buns."
She had a good appetite, and took Xiao Jue to sit down at a table outside the grass shed. The freshly baked buns were steaming hot. Some were hot, and He Yan took it in her hand, blowing her cheeks to cool off.
Xiao Jue was not as anxious as she was. When the noodles came, she ate very slowly. It was just funny to see He Yan's mouth full of oil.
"Don't look at me and laugh," He Yan said: "It seems like I'm embarrassing."
The man replied unhurriedly: "It's shameful already, you look around and eat as ugly as you, how many?"
He Yan sneaked around and looked around. It was too early at this time. Most of the people who came here to eat had to rush off, or those who rested here on the way.
Sitting next to her are a pair of grandchildren. The old lady has gray hair and good eyebrows. The little girl next to her is about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a dirty cloak and half of her face buried in the cloak. Eat your food in silence.
The clothes of the two were very plain. They probably hurried here. They hadn't had time to tidy up. After seeing He Yan's eyes, the old woman was startled and asked with a smile: "Girl?"
"It's okay." He Yan smiled.
Xiao Jue raised his eyebrows: "Even the devil's appearance is more elegant than you."
What this said is true. The little girl looks dirty and eats very gracefully, not like ordinary people. He Yan asks herself, even though she used to do He Rufei, Xu Da Grandma will not do better than others. No wonder Xiao Jue wants to laugh at himself... But do all the people here in Jiyang lie in the tiger and hide the dragon? Seeing this old woman, you don't feel that way.
She turned her head again and smiled at the old woman: "Ma'am, is this your granddaughter? She looks really handsome."
"Yeah." The old lady surprised at first, then smiled.
He Yan looked at the little girl again. The little girl didn't respond to her, but she just bowed her head to eat. The old lady explained: "Nini recognizes her life, don't care about the girl."
He Yan smiled and said, "How do you compare? You are so cute. Are you going to the city?"
"No," the old woman said with humanity: "There is mourning at home, and Nini went back to mourn."
He Yan nodded, said a mournful change, and turned back to eat. Eating and eating, and I think something is wrong. I couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, but I always felt like I was ignoring something.
Looking at Xiao Jue again, he has stopped chopsticks, looking at the pair of grandchildren beside He Yan, thoughtfully.
He Yan moved closer to him and whispered: "Du Du, how do I feel something is wrong."
Xiao Jue glanced at her and suddenly got up and walked to the pair of grandchildren.
Fang Caihe Yan asked some questions, but the old woman's look was not good enough. After eating in a hurry, she had to pull the little girl to leave. As soon as she stood up, she was blocked.
The young handsome man stood in front of him, with a straight posture and a calm expression, looking at the little girl under the cloak, and said lightly: "Talk, imp."
The old woman took the little girl into her arms and defended, "What is this son doing?"
"I don't know when Jiyang's kidnappers were so bold," Xiao Jue raised his eyebrows. "Dare to captify people in broad daylight."
kidnapper? He Yan was stunned.
Yes, she said that she always felt that something was wrong. It was really because the little girl and the old woman seemed to have a complete separation between them, and there was no resemblance to their grandchildren. From beginning to end, when the girl was eating, the old woman did not ask halfway. If it was really a pair of grandchildren, grandmothers, it would be better to ask the granddaughter, whether it is hot or not, is it a taste? No matter how indifferent and lonely the girl, being an elder, must be more tolerant, not a self-destructive appearance.
It seems to be kind but does nothing at all, not like a grandmother, but like a kidnapper eager to cover his eyes.
"You... what are you talking about?" The old woman stared at Xiao Jue and said, "This is my granddaughter! You don't want to spur people on blood!"
"Is it a granddaughter? Just ask if you know it." Xiao Jue said: "Talk, imp."
The little girl was motionless.
"you!"
The old woman was about to take the little girl away. At the next moment, the whip in He Yan's hand responded and rolled towards the other's cloak. But in an instant, the cape was brought to the ground by the whip, exposing the little girl's half-covered face.
He Yan grabbed the purple jade whip in her hand, which was still won by Xiao Jue's "Duofeng" before, but she always carried it on her body, which was very easy to use.
The girl under the cloak had a clean and beautiful face, full of tears, and a silent opening in her mouth. She was actually dumb.
"You don't seem to treat your granddaughter very well." Xiao Jue sneered slightly.
The old woman shouted when she saw that the situation was bad, "a lot of business!" There was a sharp and high whistle from her mouth, but in the surrounding post, the horse-feeding, the early-eater, the face-washing, the rest of the crowd, Suddenly pulled out a few figures, pulled out the sword, and stabbed at He Yan and Xiao Jue!
"There are assassins!" He Yan said. I can't hide my surprise, so many people are definitely not a kidnapper. The kidnappers are afraid to be discovered, and they have to act low-key. If it is discovered, the first reaction is to run away quickly. Not only does the old woman not run away, there are so many associates, obviously there is no fear, or... she glanced at a dumb point, or she was drugged. Girl...what on earth did this little girl have to use?
When Xiao Jue came out, he did not wear a sword. Seeing that the group had approached, he used the tea bowl on the table as a hidden weapon, and shot down the long sword that pierced the face door one by one.
He Yan threw the whip in his hand: "Use this!" He picked up an iron rod from the ground.
The proprietress of the post noodle restaurant was already scared to hide under the table. For a time, the sound of ping-pong ping pong continued. He Yan played against them and knew that this group of people would definitely not be an ordinary kidnapper, otherwise how could such a good skill, the degree of fierceness of the start, clearly aimed at killing people. The little girl was still standing. The old woman saw that He Yan and Xiao Jue were being entangled by other people. Her eyes rolled, and she directly grabbed the little girl and turned over a horse at the gate of the post. The older man waved his whip, and the horse galloped straight ahead.
"Not good!" He Yan said: "She wants to run!"
She turned her head to see Xiao Jue and saw that Xiao Jue was surrounded by people-he was a man with excellent skills, and for a time, everyone ignored He Yan. He Yan said: "Young Master, you hold them down, I will chase!"
The most indispensable post is the horse. He Yan also turned over a horse and chased in the direction of the old woman's escape.
The road out of the city was the main road, but the old woman did not take the main road. Instead, she picked a bumpy road. He Yan chased and secretly thought in her mind. The fight was very fierce just now, but the little girl was motionless. Medicine is just acupuncture point. Even if they dragged Xiao Jue away, they had to take away the little girl. It seems that the little girl is very important to this group of people.
She is superb in horsemanship, even though the old woman has got a chance to know her way, she can't get rid of He Yan all the way to follow. For a time, she is anxious and scolds: "Smelly girl, don't find death!"
"Put down people, and I can spare you a life," He Yan has no fear, but you, don't toast or eat fine wine! "
The old woman snorted, pulled the whip vigorously, the horse galloped, He Yan saw it, stepped on the horse's back, and also beat the horse's buttocks vigorously. , He Yan's eyes were fast, and the whip in his hand caught the head of the old woman. The distance between the two horses was already extreme. The horse was frightened and kicked the horseshoe in place. He Yan jumped from the horse and took the girl from the old woman , The two rolled together on the ground.
As soon as he settled down, He Yan realized that the girl was really given medicine and could only do very slight movements. No wonder she was unresponsive no matter what she said when she was in the noodle restaurant.
He Yan had to come to unlock her dumb hole, but she hadn't had time to ask what the girl's name was and where she came from. The woman smiled coldly, and pulled out a soft sword from her waist. Do more business!"
He Yan pushed the little girl away violently and greeted herself. With bare hands, she had lost the iron rod in the chaos, so she had to avoid the opponent's long sword with a flexible body.
"Who the are you?" He Yan asked while avoiding, secretly horrified at the woman's skill, "why is this little girl taken away?"
The woman smiled and flirted with her sword. "So much nonsense, go to and ask Lord Yan!"
He Yan raised her eyebrows: "This kind of kung fu just wanted me to go to hell. It was a bit big." She flipped up from the ground, and dwarfed the long sword above her head. Her footsteps shifted, and she was behind the woman. Then, she punched the woman in the back again and took the sword from her.
"Damn it!" the woman said angrily.
Although the sword is already in hand, although it is not comparable to Qinglang, it is also barely available. At this moment, there is no one else. He Yan is the best at all except the platoon formation. This is the swordsmanship, but it must be fought, so that this woman is defeated , It just doesn't work anymore.
He Yandao: "If you catch your hand at the moment, you still have a chance."
"Obvious!" The woman shouted, and suddenly pulled out a silver hairpin from the hair bun behind her head. The silver hairpin did not know any organs. When the wind grew, it grew three inches. It was a dagger. She did not use this dagger to deal with He Yan, but came to meet He Yan's long sword, but cast the dagger towards the the ground without error.
The little girl was drugged and couldn't move. She watched that the dagger was about to be inserted into her chest. He Yan received the sword to save it now, it was too late!
A "bang" sound.
Just a little bit, the dagger will sink into the girl’s heart, something hits the dagger, and the knife handle is biased, instantly losing the fierce force, and slowly rolling down on the side of the ground.
The long sword in He Yan's hand pierced the old woman's chest at the same time. The old woman's eyes widened as if she couldn't believe that someone had missed her dagger, and she spit out muddy blood and swallowed.
Deep in the jungle, someone came out. Is a thin man, about forty years old, but born extremely elegant. He was dressed in white and had long hair with white silk, like a swordsman and a violinist. Eyebrow Xuanlang, long beard does not show sloppy, but added a little bit of the rivers and lakes.
He Yan froze as soon as he saw this man. The man in white came closer, lifted the trembling little the ground, and then looked at He Yan.
He Yan muttered: "...Master."
There was no surprised look on his face, only some surprises: "Ahe?"