Chapter 46: Jungle bandit

Liquor is a good good kept by Wu Suosi. It is mellow, strong, and choked. It is not the sweetness that Yun Yifeng likes, but it can be diluted appropriately like cloud melancholy.
Ji Yanran held up the stoneware bowl and drank it.
The entire Star City has fallen asleep.
Awake, only Zhong Ming of the temple outside the city, the husband who walks in the streets, the cricket worm, and a black cat lying on the roof eaves, it arched, with the instinct of spring instinct , Sounded louder and louder than one.
Yun Yifeng lost a small stone.
The black cat clipped its tail and slammed under the eaves with a slap, running away without a trace.
The jar was empty, but people were not drunk yet.
"Where are the rivers and lakes?" Ji Yanran asked, "Is there anything interesting?"
"There are many." Yun Yifeng looked at him. "Hengshan, Xiaoyuegu, Xiangshuigang, and Liujiangtang and Baihua Palace. Which one does Wang want to hear?"
"Wind and rain." Ji Yanran said, "your."
"Me?" Yun Yifeng thought about it, he was actually very willing to speak, after all, the other party is currently in a bad mood and urgently needs care and comfort. But the problem is that I have been searching for intestines and scratching my belly for a long time, and I have not been able to find a little bit of fun from my own miserable childhood. The story was not only unpleasant, but also very much like selling black Ganoderma lucidum. In the end, I asked: ?"
Ji Yanran shook his head.
"That kind of big white bird can fly very high. When I was young, I thought it would grow to be as big as a mountain, just like the puppet and peng in the story."
Yun Yifeng was very patient. From the position of the starling when hovering in the air, to the black feathers on the tip of the tail, to the clear call of the sky at dawn, how to prey, how to build a nest, How to hold a nest ... The white bird in the memory is described in detail. He even remembers the soft touch of the bird feathers falling from the air.
Ji Yanran listened stupidly, with a strong drink, dreamed of a white bird all night.
Dreamed that they were in groups under the clear blue sky and tweeted softly.
Drop a slender feather again.
...
Wu Suosi cooks himself, boils a bowl of sober soup, I don't know what to add in it, it is sour, spicy and bitter. Two pieces of dry bark are placed in the bowl, the spoon is stirred, and the pot is washed. Not as good.
Ji Yanran only took a look, and added a stomachache just above the headache.
Wu Suisi hurriedly encouraged: "The Lord of the Cloud Gate said yes after drinking!"
Ji Yanran ignored the stubble and wiped his face with cold water, forcing himself to clear his head: "What's going on with Xu Qiuyi?"
"It's all done." Wu Suosi put the bowl on the table, carefully observed his look, and then continued, "That year ... Baihe was indeed opened ahead of time."
The Xu family's father and son were originally gatekeepers of the Mulan City. Later, due to the Baihe diversion project, the court required a large number of manpower, so they were recruited for miscellaneous work, and later they became mixed leaders. The night they flooded the Nijia Village, the gate was opened by their own hands. According to the plan, the water should have been released before the ninth day of the ninth day, but later the father and son were secretly stuffed with a lot of money, and they privately advanced the time to the first seven o'clock.
Ji Yanran asks: "Who is the person who is plugging the money?"
Wu Sousi sighed: "Unclear, masked in black."
The Xu family father and son have been running along the Baihe River for a long time. Naturally, they know what it means to open the gate ahead of time. They also know that there must be people in the downstream who have not moved out, but they ca n’t resist the white flowers. The greed and evil in humanity have the upper hand. The beast opened its mouth and opened its mouth, swallowing up the original reason. They forged the paperwork on their heads and, with the convenience of their duties, opened the sluice with blood that could not be washed off by their hands. The rolling water poured out, swept away all the creatures and houses on the way, and the father and son fled overnight. Relying on the familiarity with the terrain, they hid in the jungle for half a month until they were sure that they were completely safe outside. With the caravan going north, settled in Wangxing City, changed its name and changed its name, and became a diligent and kind gentleman.
The atmosphere inside the room was silent and depressing. Only the strangely shaped hangover soup was still tirelessly braving the heat and trying to show the existence.
Wu Suisi cautioned: "It has been 17 years, and it is not easy to find out the identity of people in black."
Ji Yanran said: "Baihe opened the gate early, and the fake documents can only be deceived for a while, and not for the next day."
Or even faster, on the night of the flood, officials from all parties should receive the news, fart crawling down from the bed and discuss how to report for remedy.
However, this whole thing was suppressed.
As for who ordered the news and who pressed the news, no one was sure until the exact evidence was obtained.
Ji Yanran clenched his fists, and a faint green tendon burst on the back of his hand.
Wu Suosi advised: "Wait for the owner of Cloud Gate to come back, he should be out of the city now."
Ji Yanran stunned: "So early?"
Yeah, Wu Suosi made another sentence and took Fei Shuangyu away.
In fact, it wasn't the intention to bring it, but the silvery white horse saw a pit full of excitement at the sight of the master of Cloud Gate, like a hen's body, stretched his neck and stretched forward, almost breaking the stable. Seeing Yunmen untie the black horse's reins, he was still unhappy. He looked upright and hissed, and scared the mules and donkeys in the yard into a tremble. The chicken next door was still squatting on the tree and was afraid to come down.
Wu Sisi said, "So I agreed."
Ji Yanran had a headache: "When will I be back?"
"If it goes well, half a month," said Wu Sisi, "the Lord of the Cloud Gates went to Yuezhao City."
There were a few villagers in Nijia Town who lived there, and maybe they could find out something.
Fei Shuangyu was chained in the stables for a long time, and she was so uncomfortable that she had long lost her heart. I don't know how much I miss the high mountains and highlands of the northwestern desert. I was finally released. I can't wait for my wings to fly into the sky and drive through the clouds.
Yun Yifeng was alert: "Hey, feed you slowly!"
Fei Shuangyu leapt forward, covered with the rising sun, and drew a dazzling silver light on the edge of the cliff.
Smoke billowed along the way.
The wind blew in my ears.
Yunmen thought desperately.
too fast.
...
Yuezhao City is a small city.
The peasant households were busy with their work for a whole day, stepping on the minor at sunset, talking and laughing and going home. Seeing a boy in white in the street, his eyebrows were so beautiful that he greeted him warmly and asked his relatives.
"I just passed here." Yun Yifeng asked, "uncle, can I go in and ask for a bowl of water to drink?"
"Yes, come in quickly." The middle-aged man smiled heartily. "Don't just drink water. The child's mother cooked braised pork ribs today and leave for a meal."
When the women in the kitchen heard the sound, they came out of the curtains to see it, and they couldn't bear to let it go. They were making tea and brewing wine, and adding round poached eggs to the bowl. Even more handy, the meals are not finished, the rooms have been properly packed, and there is no inn in the city, and the next village is too far away.
"Is the son married?"
"not yet."
Frowning with an eyebrow, he gave him another bowl of soup: "Eat more, don't have such a fresh waxy flavor at home."
Yun Yifeng asked, "Isn't it a specialty of Yuezhao City?"
"No," shouted. "We moved here. This is the famous Layun leg of Nijia Village."
Mentioned Ni Jiacun, and talked down a lot more smoothly. The male and female owners of this family are talkative and cheerful. When they talk about Baihe's diversion, they talk about it. When he mentioned the gentle and elegant Master Liao Xiao, he also praised him, even saying that he was not like other officials. Vicious or bad, it has always been patient to patient to analyze the pros and cons from house to house. When encountering the poor elderly in the house, they will pay extra expenses for resettlement.
"Vicious, bad. What a bad law?"
"Oh, that's more. Although the government government has banned beatings, it can't hold the hired minds." Dasao said, "Our village is in the hands of Master Liao. It's ancestral good luck. I heard that in other towns, those people who do not want to leave are broken by a stick in a sack, burned by a fire in a granary, and put poisonous snakes in your house in the middle of the night, cold. The one around your neck scares you out. You say you can't move it? You can't move it. "
Yun Yifeng asked in surprise: "Which town is so unlucky?"
"Oh, this ... I remember it was Shuijingkou Town, Sister Wang's family," recalled Dasao, "her elder brother was tossed enough at that time, and then she couldn't even pay for it. She packed up all night and went to Ping'an City, for fear. There was another poisonous snake in the quilt. "
"That's it." Yun Yifeng nodded. "That's pretty scary."
Xinghui fell all over the ground, and the blades of grass glowed with silver.
Fei Shuang made a long hissing sound, his mane was lifted backwards by the wind, and crystal dew under the hoof splashed.
Grandma stood at the door, and she started to regret it.
Why didn't you just stay for one night and leave.
The uncle dragged him back into the room, okay, can your niece get married like that handsome son? Don't think about it any more, I think the village's old Xu's son is just fine.
The Douhuo oil lamp was blown out with a flutter.
The night breeze was slightly cold.
...
In the Star City, Lao Wu yawned and shook open the quilt. Before he even went to bed, he felt a gust of wind behind his ears.
He calmly said, "The prince is next door."
Lin Ying squatted on the window: "I've seen Wang Ye, but he seems to be in a bad mood. What's wrong?"
"A lot has happened." Wu Sisi motioned for him to come in. "Tai Fei sent you over to help?"
"Yes." Lin Ying asked, "I haven't seen you and Wang Yee back for so long, and there is no correspondence. Is it true that the Red Crow religion has really revived?"
"It has nothing to do with the Red Crow Education, but it's not much better." Wu Suosi sent someone to make tea. "Long talk, sit first."
A teapot as large as a bucket slammed onto the table.
Lin Ying said from the bottom of his heart, "It seems that this is a long story."
In the next room, Ji Yanran had no sleepiness, and felt panic in the room. He simply turned to the roof and looked at the stars with his arms folded.
My heart was dull and clinging to irritability, and a sharp barb came from the past, holding the flesh firmly, and tingling and twitching at the slightest touch.
And, he was a little worried about Yun Yifeng's body.
Although the disciples of Storm Gate are all over the world, they are always ...
After a long sigh, the headache was even worse, and the boredom was even worse.
In the dense forest on the other side, Yun Yifeng was sitting under the tree, surrounded by bandits holding up a large torch and torch.
"I'm really just a poor scholar." He said bitterly, "No father or mother, even if you are tied, you won't be able to ransom. It's better for you brothers to do well and let innocent people live.
The head of the man took a sip and said fiercely: "Without money, we will sell you!"
Yun Yifeng exuded cold sweat from his forehead. He pressed his heart's increasingly sharp blunt pain and tried to keep his breath as smooth as possible: "Sick ghosts like me are a scourge to anyone. You have to be credible in this business. Otherwise, if the guest carried me to the door ... heh ... "
Before he finished speaking, his body leaned forward, spitting red blood.
The bandits were taken aback, and quickly cleared the relationship: "We haven't started yet!"
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