Chapter 83: Cut jade

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Zhou Fei stood blankly, holding the old and warm palm of the fish, and asked, "What do you do?"
She felt that she had said this, but in fact, in the eyes of others, she only moved her lips slightly and did not make a sound.
The intruding disciple stepped into the Jiangxin pavilion in one step, and took a face-to-face meeting with the old man sitting in the center of the old fish. His knees were so soft that he could not kneel, and he hurriedly grabbed a side door frame. It made him totally unaware of Zhou Fei's different colors.
Li Yan wiped a tear, grabbed the reporter's sleeve, and anxiously said, "Brother, what's wrong?"
The disciple looked at Yu Lao in a daze, and said unconsciously, "Elder Lin forced the first wave of offensives from the army down the mountain, and also cut off most of our contact with the mountain. The news came only from the hidden pile in the town, saying After the puppets retreated, they surrounded several towns under our mountain..."
There is no need to explain this. Li Yan can understand it-that group of Beidou battled with many people and trapped them in the Forty-eight Village!
Many people in the room exclaimed.
The disciple was agitated, as if he had recovered, he rubbed his red eyes vigorously, tore off his panic eyes from Yulao, and looked at Zhou Fei with a strong pressure of fear, and then said: "The dark piles under the mountain It is said that the leader is the Beidou "Broken Army" Lu Yaoguang, but this person has only a group of black men who fought in the front battle when attacking the village. The main person is not him, but a pseudo-dynasty chief, Lu Yaoguang treated him with respect and respect."
When Xie Yun heard this, he asked in a deep voice: "Jianghu people have the means of Jianghu people, and Chaozhong people have the shamelessness of the Chaozhong people. Does the leader of the army do anything other than surround the town? "
The appalled eyes of the disciple fell on him, as if taken aback by his words, stutteringly said: "He... he ordered people to stab gangsters in the town."
Zhou Fei still settled in the town before nightfall. Because of the abnormal movement of the 48th Village, he hurried back across the horse and whip, which is equivalent to walking past the puppet army who besieged the 48th Village.
The sounds of the haunting teeth and farts in the teahouse in the town are still still in my ears, and the sound of Mr. Storyteller’s gavel is mixed with it, which can be passed out far away, and the people are as comfortable as living gods one by one...
Li Yan looked stunned and asked, "The town? Not all the people in the town, what gangsters are they there?"
"Communicating the enemy, treasonous," before waiting for the disciple to speak, Xie Yun then took the words, "advocating the bandits and heads, believing in political affairs; having business dealings with the people in the bandits, delivering materials... 'Subsidize the bandit village'; relying on the bandit's asylum, let alone those who refuse to pay taxes to the imperial court, it must be "mountain bandits' claws"... so strange? As long as the adults are willing, it can be said that the entirety of the 48 villages surrounding the dozens of villages and towns are all gangsters, and even the bugs flying in are not clean, and they can be justified, and they will not be out of nothing. "
Xie Yun said here, he smiled softly. He was clearly a young and unruly young brother. At this time, his words seemed to bring a bit of coldness to the Mojiang.
He glanced at Zhou Fei, Li Yan, and a group of disciples of Xiajiang, and said softly: "Have you never heard of it?" Inviting favors is inherent in injustice, and it is unavoidable.' (Note) This adult is obviously a bad comer-when the Beidou people almost came out of the nest, and the siege of the forty-eight villages was unsuccessful. This time they have learned a lesson and braised the Jianghu and Chaotang affairs."
Zhou Fei felt that the strings in his brain seemed to be rusty, and he had to think hard and pull away the mist that was running in front of his eyes to understand what Xie Yun was talking about.
correct--
Forty-eight villages have hidden pillars that extend in all directions, there is the Presbyterian Church, there is Lin Hao... and there are countless outposts where the outsiders do not know the level. Even if the wind is mutinous, it is not so easy to break through.
On the puppet side, Gu Tianxuan defeated and retreated, and the conspiracy was revealed, and immediately went to the rear to recruit "Wei Wei Zhao".
The village pot town in Shuzhong has lived next to the forty-eight villages in the past two decades. They have taken care of each other in the village. Li Jinrong has been operating properly. This place has gradually become the safest and most leisurely place in the world from the backcountry. The people here It is completely different from the refugees who are all soldiers under the Hengshan Mountain. Since it is really suppressed by the court soldiers, people may not be able to react for a while.
It is really convenient for these fools who are just waiting to be killed to buckle a "gangster". In this way, even if the siege is for a few years, the defense line of the forty-eight villages can not be broken. The number of beautiful bandits.
In this matter, the forty-eight villages can of course close the mountain gate and ignore the encounters of the people under the hills, but the forty-eight villages have always established themselves in the name of "righteous gangsters", which really let innocent people bear this black pot Saying that I couldn't get away with it, how should they be in the gap between the north and the south?
The disciple who came to the news couldn't help but glance at Xie Yun. Although he heard him in a cloud, he nodded to Zhou Fei: "Yes, sister Zhou, elder Zhao said to continue like this, we The mountain gate must not be closed and passive resistance must be avoided. I am afraid that this is a tough battle, so you should go to the Presbyterian Church quickly. If he has something important, he will confess it to you and ask you to take someone out of Shuzhong immediately to report to the big master."
Zhou Fei couldn't help but hold Yu Lao's unusual dead hand.
She understood, it meant to let her escape.
Elder Zhao also said to let her "use it for personal use" and changed her mind so quickly, surely the situation under the mountain was extremely optimistic.
When Zhou Fei was alone, she could be in danger or fish in muddy water. When there was a friend who needed care and help, she could promise a lot of money to learn forbearance for others, but when she was behind the entirety of the forty-eight villages, the silent mountains When it's all the idle teahouse chess halls and market people under the mountain...She felt like she was firmly by a thousand layers of planes, and she was likely to cut something from her body with a breath.
"I..." Zhou Fei tried to clear her mind in a mess, but to no avail, she even forgot that there was a dead person around her, and took a step forward unconsciously, dragged and dragged in, the original sitting The old fish slumped softly and carried it to the ground.
Zhou Fei hurriedly supported him.
By the way, she didn't even know if the flight in the Mojiang River could be successfully opened.
At that moment, Zhou Fei's nose was sour, and his heart suddenly flooded with weakness and grievances like a throat in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out and couldn't swallow it.
Only Xie Yun standing beside her saw her suddenly red eyes.
In an instant, Xie Yun's heart softened. He secretly said to himself: "Forget it."
It is ridiculous that the life and death of the forty-eight village should not rest on this thin shoulder.
Xie Yun recalled his previous thoughts that seemed to be debilitating. He couldn't help laughing at himself, and said: "You coward, you can't do anything in those days, do you expect to get some comfort from others?"
He shook his head and saw that Zhou Fei's side face became more flawless under the faint light, with a face like white porcelain and eyes like glazed glass, worthy of the name of "beauty".
Xie Yun suddenly let her lie in her arms and weep bitterly, smoothing her soft long hair, and taking her away from her as the elders thought.
As for the future... Now in this world, who hasn't had a broken family?
Zhou Fei bent over to help Yulao. When she lowered her head, the sound of the Ximo River merged into a heavy stream into her ears. She took up Yuyao's heavy body and remembered that she was trapped in the Ximo River. For the first time, the old man forced her to sit in the terrifying Jiang Xin and closed her eyes to "practise the knife."
"Blind blind gestures are useless. The monkeys led by old artists outside have more heads than you. Will it be light? You can only calm down, don't worry and don't panic, and then take out the same thoughts in your heart. Throw it away to see your knife clearly, otherwise what do you expect to be? You see, Manjiang’s flight line can at most train you into a big flea that jumps up and down."
"Don't worry, don't panic, take out the same thoughts in your heart and throw them away." Zhou Fei took a deep breath, meditating on this sentence, she bent over and stood beside Yulao for a while, her eyebrows low. Hanging, it looks like listening to the whisper of the dead.
Yes, she is not dead yet!
Zhou Fei stood upright without warning, and just missed Xie Yunlai's hand. She was like a thin bamboo that was not well prepared. It was not as thick as a firewood stick. Even a gust of wind could bend her waist, but every now and then With breathing room, she can always stand on her own.
Xie Yun curled her fingers subconsciously, looking at her with some consternation.
"Come two brothers," Zhou Fei ordered, "Bring Uncle Yutai up-can anyone manipulate the maneuver? Forget it, I won't try it, wait for me to open the maneuver and carry the old man Come to the Presbyterian Church with me."
Someone beside him couldn't help but ask, "Bring Yulao to the Presbyterian Church?"
Zhou Fei: "It's good to get back the murderer's head and come back to be buried together."
A group of young disciples suddenly encountered a major event, but some of them were irresponsible. After listening to her, she resolutely obeyed the order, and immediately found a few people to step forward, and took the old man's body lightly. The rattan climbed up again when it arrived.
Zhou Fei said to Li Yan again: "Calling you down, I wanted you to give Uncle Yutai a knock, it was too late, you go up and wait for me."
While on the shore, Zhou Fei for Li Yan, although powerful, was only a friend and sister worthy of worship. However, at this time, Li Yan suddenly felt that she had become Brother Lin Hao, Elder Zhao... even Li Da was the master, It became someone who could hide behind her in a crisis.
Li Yan instinctively obeyed her words, no matter how high she was, she didn't dare to verbosely. After clenching her teeth and stomping her feet, she took a deep breath, grabbed a cane, and climbed up with her eyes closed.
Zhou Fei saw that she was already in the air, so she followed her memory and pushed open the wall of Yu Lao's control mechanism.
Xie Yun folded her arms in front of her chest and watched her standing in front of the intricate organization, but did not rush into it. It seemed to memorize something carefully. After checking it back and forth several times, she carefully flicked the organization on the wall and washed the river. A loud noise came, and the calm waves suddenly aggravated. The ground of Jiangxin Xiaoting shuddered, and Zhou Fei immediately realized that he had made a mistake-Yu Lao said, it was noisy when he took the chance. Played, lurking quietly and silently, waiting for the one-hit kill to be fully open-she quickly and quickly pulled back the organ that was pushed away, and the "rumbling" came to an end.
Xie Yun said: "The Gen Palace is "life", I guess you mean to let the opportunity "back"."
Yu Lao had demonstrated how to control the plane in front of her many times, but unfortunately Zhou Fei had a big light leak, and she had been the smoke of the eyes and never went to her heart. This would only be possible with a little vague impression and even a tentative guess, and then turned back to Xie Yun and said: "Are you going?"
"Qimen Dunjia understands a little fur." ​​Xie Yun said, "I can't understand it when I take the opportunity."
Zhou Fei looked at him with some surprise. He didn't expect Xie Yun to know anything. Xie Yun was sitting on Yulao's table, neither helped nor urged her, but stared at her meaningfully. Look, it seems that Zhou Fei is inexplicably a little uncomfortable. He unconsciously raised his sleeves and wiped two on his face: "Don't mess up if you can't, go out and wait for me, watch what happens to the plane and come back and tell me."
Except Xie Yun refused to obey, all the other disciples came out to observe the movement of the plane outside Jiangxin Xiaoting.
Zhou Fei thought about it, stretched her hand and gestured under her ears, remembering that the old man Uncle Yutai was about this tall, and then she bent her knees to make her short by half in Xie Yun's expression, crying and smiling. Following the scene where Yu Lao is standing here every day, Zhou Fei remembers that he has a set of formulas that come with him, it seems to be "one two three four five..."
She moved a few steps in front of the flight wall horizontally, dialed the fifth lock in front of her eyes, and there was a thunderous voice from the Ximo River.
"It's a bit like this time." Zhou Fei said.
Xie Yun: "Can the next sentence be "Going uphill to fight a tiger"?"
Zhou Fei: "...Shut up."
Xie Yun guessed right, maybe the man in the world who is out of tune has a unique heart-the next sentence is really "going up the mountain to fight a tiger", and the old fish will have to jump on the spot every time after saying this.
Zhou Feimu chanted the "phrase", to the fifth step, imitating his old man's movements, a slight jump upward, a protruding spring immediately touched the tip of her finger, "brush" popped up , Xie Yun turned to look at the Ximo River, and saw the sound of the jet line rising above the river making a "babble" sound, and began to sink underwater in an orderly manner.
Xie Yun; "..."
...This is fine?
Zhou Fei exhaled for a long time, pinched his nose bridge-the next action was even more shameful with the mantra. The fisherman usually moved a small footstool while saying "Tiger does not eat" while stepping on it. Still out of reach, I had to take a small broom and shoot up-this is "beating you bastard."
She dragged Yulao's small bench, picked up the little broom hanging next to it, and climbed up, just about to shoot, and remembered something. She turned her head to Xuan Yun, who watched with interest, "Look what to see, don't watch it!"
Xie Yun pressed one hand on his chest and stared deeply at Zhou Fei. He said sincerely: "The beauty is beautiful and moving, but I am very heartbroken."
Xie Yun's almost affectionate words are sultry... If Zhou Fei would not be the glorious image of stepping on a stool and waving a broom.
It's okay if this doesn't help, and still pick up music next to it!
Zhou Fei decisively lifted the bald broom lump in his hand and said firmly to Xie Yun, "Go!"
Xie Yun lowered his head and smirked.
Zhou Fei rolled his eyes and took a deep breath, learning that Uncle Yu Tai swung the "shen broom" and "slapped" it on the wall of the machine. It was all based on memory and feeling. Where is it.
There was a loud noise immediately from the wall of the machine, and the ground of Jiangxin Xiaoting flickered. It turned out that the fish always just returned to the position when the pilot had been partially opened, which was equivalent to gently lifting the half-open scabbard. Pull away, this time because of the hands and feet made by Kou Dan, the machine did indeed stop completely, which is equivalent to re-opening the fully closed sword sheath, so the movement was extremely large.
Zhou Fei was shocked, and one did not stand firm, actually stepped on the empty stool.
Xie Yun, who was leaning lazily on the edge of the wooden table, suddenly swept over with a gust of wind, caught her, and bowed her head, her lips brushing Zhou Fei's ears as if intentionally or unintentionally, whispering: "Be careful."
Zhou Fei felt improper no matter how dull. When he stood firm, he pushed away Xie Yun, feeling that the heat of the ear roots spread to his face along the way, and he didn't know what to say.
I saw Xie Yun's innocent light and wind, and his sleeves were rectified.
Zhou Fei was a little embarrassed. She thought she was suspicious. She just coughed and was about to say something. Then she heard Xie Yun said: "Ah, I said girl, you are too thin, this figure is harder than me. "
Zhou Fei: "..."
Soft bastard, die quickly!