Chapter 96: Go south

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"Let’s go, our house is not Kaishantang." Shop Xiaoer frowned at the refugees kneeling at the door, "I said to you fathers and fathers, I also looked at you pitifully, but the villain I am a stink If I say nothing, what's the solution? Hurry up and go away, and the fire of the shopkeeper will come up later, and I won't be able to fall, and you will be pitiful to me... Let's go to other houses to see!"
In the winter of this year, the North and South Dynasties, which had been gaining more than three years, turned their heads again and fought. The refugees from north to south seemed to rush the ants into the cave, and "Hula La" came out.
Ordinary people on the border were pressed under the world, suffering from hardships and suffering, and carrying the old people's precious clothes and jade food on their shoulders, they had to bend down and touch the ground, bit by bit from the cracks in the stone and soil. food.
Today, they have collectively floated to the world, like a weak duckweed with a foundation, nowhere to scratch, and a little wind and grass, so they must go to heaven along with the loess.
When sinking when sinking, when sinking when sinking, think about the ants, Pepsi, aren't they all living like this?
The inn is called "The First House". The front yard is a two-storey restaurant. There is a courtyard in the back, which bears its name. It is regarded as the most local. The refugees at the door are also extra, and they have gone from wave to wave. Can't rush away.
Dian Xiaoer persuaded a group of gangs to carry water for the guests. A few black men in the dart board were sitting in the lobby, next to which was a flag with the name "Xingnan" of the board, and a few men. Everyone has a face of wind and frost, surrounded by a pair of fine-skinned young men and girls.
Among them, the teenager had a bad complexion, a sick face, and occasionally coughed a few times. I wonder if it was injured or sick. He glanced at the door, stopped Xiaoer, took out some broken silver, and said to him: "Even if the other people don't care, those old and weak women and children are also very pitiful. Anyway, they get some food for others. ."
The teenager must have been a young master who didn't know how to suffer. He suddenly opened his mouth, and it was too late for the several entourages to stop it. He had to look at him with disapproval.
The girl frowned: "Brother!"
The shop Xiaoer lost a smiley face, but did not reach out to pick up the money. He only said to the teenager: "Thank you young master-it’s not that the villain doesn’t know what to do, it’s just that you live in the shop. Pity them with kindness. In a few days, when you leave, who can they go to? It's more serious to urge them to find a way to live. The battle is still growing. Where will it end in the beginning?"
The young master of the dart board went out the door for the first time, and he was kind-hearted for a while. He never thought about the long-term.
The second boy in the shop nodded his head and made a joke against him. He put down the sentence "You can tell me again when something happened" and was called away by other guests.
"Cars, horses and horses, standing shoulder to shoulder, accumulating for decades, and once falling apart, they fall apart, as if the porcelain bottle fell on the ground.
The old storyteller opened his mouth with a hoarse voice. Hearing in his ear, the rusty iron scraped scraped pieces of porcelain repeatedly. The four blocks of the inn were quiet for a while, and then the old storyteller sighed heavily and looked up. Looking around the four seats, he gave a furious bang and gave a crackling sound.
There was a guest in the corner who put on a thick cotton coat early, his chin shrunk in his collar, and he couldn't see his face clearly. With this sound of a startle, he thoughtfully glanced at the shop junior who ran up and down, and put down the money. The collar was pulled up again and quietly went away.
The second year of the shop was very busy. I saw that there was an empty table here. I hurried to tidy up and put away a few of the big boys under the guests. Someone touched it, but he was shocked. There was a layer of frost on the copper coins.
Two days later, a few young guests were ushered in the "First House" inn.
Walking ahead are two young girls, about sisters, holding each other's arms, wearing a veil older, the other is only fourteen or five years old, with big eyes and a little childish look.
All day long here, except for the refugees, who are running in rivers and lakes, pretty big girls are uncommon. As soon as the two of them entered the door, a few secret sights came over. Who would have followed a dark-skinned man. , Holding a domineering goose-winged big ring knife in his hand, the man looked around, slammed the long knife in his hand, and snorted coldly. The iron ring on the back of the knife was excited by his internal force, and it suddenly sounded. Endlessly, obviously a master of both internal and external cultivation.
No matter how good the beauty is, it's not as important as the small life. Those who peeped away glanced back their eyes, sat down in danger, and only dared to glance at the corner of their eyes.
There were still people behind the black-faced man, who had to wait for a moment before the door was entered by the two of them because they wanted to hand over the carriage to the store.
It was a young man and a girl in men's clothing.
The girl was just about to make her way, and she didn't deliberately disguise herself as a man. She still wore a braid on her head very casually. The person was a thin one, her eyes were beautiful, her cheeks were pale, and she was very sick.
But when she walked in, she didn't know why, no one dared to look at it as blatantly as before.
The girl had a knife on her body, which was slightly longer and hung around the waist of the girl. She carried it in her hands. The black scabbard and the back of the plain white hands complemented each other, and they were strangely integrated. However, all experienced old rivers and lakes, It can be seen at a glance that the knife has seen blood, and it is not a fledgling young man.
The person coming is Zhou Fei and his party.
On this lively road, Li Yan and Li Sheng all came out. Wu Chuchu was wearing a veil with Li Yan in front of him, and Yang Jin kept amused on the road.
That day Zhou Fei accidentally bumped into Yang Jin in the forty-eight village guest room, and immediately remembered that this person had a great relationship with Xingjiao.
She and Xie Yun escorted Wu Chuchu back to the forty-eight villages and walked so carefully. This man could actually block them when they and Xie Yun disguised. This is more resistant than his famous Kyushu's "13" "It's amazing.
There is a bargain that doesn't account for Wang Ba, Yang Jin's injustice is full of "come to use me", Zhou Fei suddenly had an idea.
She improvised and played extraordinary, intervened to add Kou Dan to the "Haitian Yishi" rebellion forty-eight villages and added vinegar. She also included the Qinglong Lord and Shanchuanjian's old grudges and other things together and made a mysterious picture for Yang Jin. Flatbread--
"You certainly can't guess what this'Haitian Yishi' is," Zhou Feixa said to Yang Jin interveningly. "Duan Wangye, the one on the south, told me that'Haitian Yishi' is actually a legacy, and it contains countless reasons. The natural disasters, or the relics of the martial arts that have fallen apart because of the , including the Great Medicine Valley, which is what my uncle Yu Tai’s "Guiyang Pill" came from. In addition to the Great Medicine Valley, other martial arts martial arts books are naturally available. Sword, think about my grandfather's knife... Does it mean that there are a lot of people who are rich in the family and masters? Unfortunately, Duan Wang ran away without saying anything. If I want to trace it, I have to find him first."
Yang Jin was dumbfounded and automatically filtered out other words, leaving only a few words like "the classics... my grandfather's knife... the master".
Zhou Fei can't fool Li Yan with this kind of gossip, probably only enough to flick Yang Jin.
Yang Jin and his people heard that a "sword of a southern sword" came out on the rivers and lakes, and even if they were not male or female, old or young, it was unclear, so he went to the top of the blood and came to the death to find a living place. This person heard that a "knife" word, with ears that can grow two inches on the spot, was rendered by Zhou Fei, and immediately filled with longing for "Haitian Yishi", she was turned downhill dizzy.
Wu Chuchu followed for another reason.
Although she knew that Zhou Fei was talking nonsense, she also knew that she was not talking about it out of thin air-no matter what the sky and the sea were, she must have a close relationship with the Wu family and was the culprit that killed her mother and younger brother.
It stands to reason that from the end of the south to the forty-eight villages, the storms along the way, can be described as nine deaths and a life, and finally settled down, and when she first came and went, wouldn't she struggle?
But even if she is just a delicate and weak girl, can she hide herself in Shushan with her eyes closed and justify her incompetence and uselessness?
Even though I am safe and wealthy, how can I be the Son of Man?
Wu Chuchu listened to Zhou Fei's remarks on the water ripples and found that the thing carved with the water ripples was the long-life lock she had worn on her body since childhood, and she entrusted this thing to Li Jinrong decisively. With this thing, she was Qiu Tianji Waiting for the sweet and sour food, she turned it out and she became an orphan girl.
Miss Wu returned to her courtyard, left a sincere letter to Li Da's house, and also ran away with Zhou Fei.
With Li Yan's big speaker, their movements can't hide Li Sheng.
Li Sheng was asked by Chong Yunzi to bring his words back. Now the words have been brought. Seeing Li Jinrong sits in the 48th Village, and the Southern Army is stationed. Without him, Li Sheng simply went down the mountain, and he could not rest assured that the teacher After a few months, the old Taoist Chong Yunzi did not want to dwell under the wings of his elders.
As for Li Yan... It was added in the way of "do not take me, and I will give you a publicity tomorrow that everyone knows that no one of you can go".
Xingjiao has "car and boat shop teeth", and it is better than "Gangbang". Among them, only a "shop" can bring small and large restaurant inns into the eyeline. Yang Jin's The red onyx on the face and Li Yan's five bats, walking feet to help things very happy.
But Xie Yun fights with Mr. Xuan Bai for many years and has very rich experience. His tail is not so good.
The second shop of the "first household" took advantage of the time to greet them for ordering and ordering food, and whispered in Yang Jin's ear: "The villain is a blue bat. That day, the villain has a lot of mouths and said a few words to other guests. , A guest at the next table probably heard something, immediately put down the money and left, the villain recalled that the appearance of the person seemed very similar to the'mink' you were looking for, and he was very familiar with our helpers , Maybe I don’t know... Oh, yes, he still left this."
Dian Xiaoer said, taking out the copper coins, and greeted everyone's puzzled eyes. He lowered his voice and explained: "This is actually an ordinary boy, but when the guest stayed, there was a layer of frost on the money. ."
Zhou Fei's eyelids jumped, and for a time, Xie Yun's exceptionally cold hand, Cao Ning's vague sentence "You're not going to die" before the two armies, all flashed in front of her, and she quickly asked: "Where Going?"
Dian Xiaoerke politely replied: "If you forgive the incompetent, then you really don't know. You see, this person is outside, it's impossible not to stay in the shop, take the car or the boat, right? Clothing, food and housing, we accounted for half of the country. The person you’re looking for, if you’re careful and there are oversights, don’t worry. The person just left two days ago. This will not necessarily go far. How many others are staying in the inn and so on?

Everyone had no other choice but to thank Xie, and sent the shop's second child who walked around.
"I think he's going south," Li Sheng dipped a little in water and drew a line on the table, wondering, "What's south?"
No one said anything.
Zhou Fei absently picked up a cup of hot water and sent it to her mouth, inexplicably remembering the words that Xie Yun said to her that day at the foot of the Forty-eight Village.
"Generally in winter, I like to run south. Those small inns do not give you a fire in order to save money. In case of missing the sutou, you have to live in a wild country with windy sides, let alone the taste. It’s better to go to the southern Xinjiang to sunbathe."
Wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket to the south, would he just go to the sun?
Somehow, in this tumultuous and chaotic situation, Zhou Fei feels that this is very much like what Xie Yun can do.
"Then let's go to the south to play?" Li Yan was eager to try, but he slammed Yang Jin with his elbow. "Hey, black charcoal, is your hometown in South Xinjiang? I heard that you even eat bugs. Is it true?" ?"
Yang Jin almost made her sloppy hands splash the water and turned her head to glare at her.
Before he had time to attack, he heard a horse hissing at the door and a group of people entered the inn.
The inn in the inn was drinking and drinking all quietly-I saw that everyone was dressed in black, with hats on their heads, all brushed up to the door, and the fierce came to the face, not like a sharp point. It seems that staying in a store is for revenge.
Dian Xiao Er froze for a moment, and then hurriedly greeted with a smiley face: "Guests, where do you live in the store? Please stay in the store, there are rooms."
The leading man in black crossed him indifferently and went straight to the store, occupying three tables. For a time, the two floors above and below the street seemed to be insufficient.
In the corner of one side, the "Xingnan Dart Bureau" cautiously glanced at each other, and a few men stood up, protecting the pair of siblings in the middle.
Li Yan stretched her neck curiously and glanced, "What are these people doing?"
Zhou Fei glanced at her and reached for a light tap on the table.
Li Yan asked, "Why?"
"I haven't taken care of it," Zhou Fei lifted her eyelids and said, "I have to make an appointment with you three chapters today. No one is going to protect you this time. Under my eyelids, if you dare to be as chaotic as last time in Shaoyang, Run, I will discount your legs. Li Yan, I warn you, don’t expect me to be like..."
At this point of her speech, she couldn't help but swallow the phrase "I am used to you like Uncle Ma".
Zhou Fei didn't say it, but others could hear that Li Yan was stunned for a while, and I didn't know what she remembered.
"It's okay, I don't want to find something," Zhou Fei gave Yang Jin a pointed look. "It's really itchy hands, I want to practice, I can accompany."
Yang Jin snorted coldly, but put the hand clasped on the broken goose sword back and said, "These people are from the living dead mountain, I beat... I saw it once."
Li Sheng frowned: "Which door?"
"Xuanwu." Yang Jin said, "Look at that man's hand."
"Longsighted" Li Yan's big eyes turned "gulu", and he had a panoramic view of the lobby on the first floor, and Xiaohuihui reported: "I saw that man with a big tail on the back of his hand!"
"Good," Li Sheng said blankly, "Shut up."