It was very dark, but the tortoiseshell palace lit the lights all the way, illuminating the passage leading to the black water pool deep in the palace.
On the east side of the palace, there is a huge empty field surrounded by iron fences. It is always locked on weekdays, and no one can enter or leave except the defenders who specialize in guarding the edge of Heishuize and those who hold the king's order.
When Ming Yancheng arrived, he saw that the fence gate had been opened, but it didn't look like it was opened properly. Some fences were already crooked, as if they were knocked down by a huge force.
Some of the fences made of thick iron were overturned directly, and there were many black things hanging on the crooked fences.
When Ming Yan'an saw clearly what those things were, he gasped suddenly.
And when he looked up again, he saw the man.
The sky is about to be clear, and the sky is connected with the black water in the rear, which is a chaotic black. In the depths of the vague darkness, there is a roar of a majestic beast, which roars out that the night is deep and stern.
Against the black background, a man in brocade clothes slowly walked over.
His long hair was as black as the night, **** with green jade hairpins, a few strands flew behind him, and a few strands stuck to his cheeks.
His wide robe with big sleeves was spotless, and his embroidered skirt shone faintly in the night.
His gait is very special, slow and slow, even if he walks in dirty mud, it is like walking on clouds, which belongs to the unique dignity and elegance of noble men in the court.
His complexion made Ming Yan'an, who prided himself on being the most beautiful man in tortoise shell, realize that he was nothing more than an ordinary person.
However, in front of his leisurely strolling posture, his face and clothes seemed to be something outside the clouds, and he should not be a hindrance to him.
He was like an emperor descending, with his sleeves fluttering, and he walked gracefully, with one hand holding a huge black object, which dragged half of its body on the ground, like he was dragging a puppy, Dragging the beast from the Black Water Lake, it strolled towards the dark army in front of it.
On the black water behind him, there seemed to be a faint dawn rising, and a ray of red light, like a ball of fire, leaped away behind him.
His whole body is like wearing a neon cloak, inlaid with radiant golden light.
As soon as he stepped forward, the waiting army took a step back.
He came on a stroll.
Crossing the Black Sea, catching fierce beasts, wearing clouds and clouds, picking Qionghua, smiling and screaming at soldiers.
Ming Yan'an felt as if he was suffocating his breath.
His intuition told him that trouble was coming.
Because he recognized that the big group dragged like a dog by the man in brocade is one of the three big beasts in Heishuize, the famous Heichi who is feared by many people.
This thing is famous for its cunning and cunning, and it is famous for being able to kill but not surrender. Just like him, he can deal with it, but he can't do it if he wants to carry this black chinch ashore like a fish like this man in brocade.
In this palace, I am afraid that the three highest-level priests and the leader of the Shangyuan Army President cannot do it.
What's more terrible is that the black chinchilla was still alive and well, hissing and sticking out its tongue, and constantly attacking the surrounding sergeants, which was also the reason why the army kept retreating.
God knows that this black chinchilla was not injured, how could it be subdued?
With such an ugly thing in the hands of the man in brocade, he still looks clean and dignified. It's just that the expression is not very good-looking.
Seeing Ming Yan'an coming, he stopped, and the soldiers were relieved. Just when someone was about to shout for him to surrender, they heard him say: "ruler."
Everyone was startled.
This person led people in and out of Heishuize, under the siege of the army, when he saw the owner of this place, the first thing he said was to ask for a ruler?
Isn't this for assassination or robbery?
Ming Yan'an also couldn't react, and stared at him blankly, but he became impatient, threw the black Chi in his hand to Ming Yan'an's feet, and said: "I didn't take yours for nothing, the ruler."
When the black chinchilla fell to the ground, the sergeants screamed loudly, "Protect the king! Protect the king!" They rushed to block it, and the well-trained centurion immediately rushed to catch the black chinchilla with special equipment.
As soon as Ming Yan'an raised his head, he saw the man in brocade clothes standing with his hands behind his back through the dense crowd.
His eyes seemed to be filled with "you stupid humans."
Ming Yan'an felt blocked in his heart, only felt that since he saw this person, it seemed that everyone and everything had been suppressed by his contemptuous aura.
This feeling, only a few years ago, when he went to Dige to pay homage to the national teacher, he only had it.
But as the head of the clan, he was used to seeing people, so he immediately judged the strength of this person.
Needless to say, it must be a strong player. At his most difficult moment, is the appearance of this person a good thing or a bad thing?
Is he an expert passing by at random, or is he a helper invited by the Queen?
Ming Yan'an's heart moved, and he waved his hand, "Ruler!"
Naturally, there was everything in the palace, and after a short while, the **** who was in charge of clothing brought the ruler out of breath.
Several men turned out from behind the Jinyi man, each of them was carrying a huge package, one of them came to take the ruler, Ming Yan'an didn't realize the existence of those guard-like people until now—Jin Yi's aura is too strong, so it's natural Concentrate all eyes, and the rest can easily be reduced to a human flesh background.
The man took the ruler, knelt down in front of the brocade-clothed man, first took out the scissors from the burden on his back, and carefully cut off a piece of his left robe corner.
Everyone froze - what does that mean? Thousands of troops cut clothes in front of the battle, are you going to surrender? Surrender can't just cut a piece as big as a nail, besides, his brocade clothes are not white.
As for the weird thing like a big man wearing scissors, at this moment, it doesn't seem so weird.
The man in brocade looked down at the cut-out corner of the robe, which was stained with mud. He motioned to throw it away.
The guard half-kneeled, measured the cut corner of the robe with a ruler, threw away the piece that was stained with mud, and then used the ruler to compare it with the clean right corner of the robe, and cut a piece of the same size.
He measured very carefully, accurate to the tiniest scale, and held his breath when cutting with the knife, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, the cut would be damaged.
One person is responsible for measuring and cutting, and two others are responsible for pulling the upper and lower ends of the entire robe and straightening the fabric to prevent the fabric from being uneven and inconsistent in size when cutting.
The guards didn’t have this experience before, they cut out different sizes, and then cut again, one side was bigger and the other was smaller, and then cut again... When the left and right sides were completely symmetrical, the master’s robe became a short skirt...
The entire clearing was silent.
Including Ming Yan'an, everyone stared dumbfounded. Three or five big men half-kneeled in front of the brocade-clothed man, busily cutting out a symmetrical robe corner for him...
This shape is too weird...
The big men worked carefully, and then looked back to make sure that the left and right robe corners were completely symmetrical, so they breathed a long sigh of relief, and carefully retreated behind the man in brocade.
The man in brocade just looked down, seemed quite satisfied, and didn't say anything, the expressions on the faces of those big men seemed to have received amnesty.
Ming Yan'an sat up straight, only to feel that his vest was chilly for a moment, and he broke out in sweat.
At first, he thought the behavior of this person in front of him was a bluff, but when he saw this, he was sure that this person's background was absolutely extraordinary.
Moreover, he is dignified and reckless, and he is unlikely to belong to any large Jianghu organization.
There was a flash of light in his heart—this person appeared at this time, whether it is God's help for me...
Thinking of this, he hastily got off the chariot, and signaled to the army not to move rashly, stepped forward in person, and said with a smile: "Where did you come from? Why are you visiting my tortoiseshell palace?"
His tone was neither humble nor overbearing, he gave the other party face, and held back the word "visit", trying to test the other party's attitude, whether it was an enemy or a friend.
The man in brocade raised his eyes with a tired expression. His eyes were bright like stars, but his eyes were indifferent and condescending, full of strange feelings of illusion and contradiction, which made people awe-inspiring.
He obviously understood Ming Yan'an's meaning, but he was impatient with the red tape, and said casually: "Passing by, getting lost, looking for a place to stay. How about this black chinchilla, counting it as the subsidy for the patriarch?"
This seemingly polite but indifferent attitude caused the surrounding soldiers to show anger, but Ming Yan'an smiled slightly, and said gently: "Good guests come from far away, Xiao Wang should be good at entertaining you. Zi Yi said, there is no need to mention it. Come and arrange Ningxue Pavilion for this brother."
The man in brocade just glanced at him at this time, nodded, and said, "People say that the lord of the tortoise shell is like a tortoise, and loves to shrink into a shell. I see you, you are quite a character."
"Presumptuous!" Ming Yan'an's generals couldn't bear to scold him.
The man in Jinyi didn't seem to hear it, his eyes seemed to accommodate the vastness of the world, but there were no ordinary people at all, even Ming Yan'an only took a straight look after several conversations.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this kind of demeanor is posturing. Only people like Ming Yan'an who have a certain level of knowledge can distinguish what is true and what is false.
Not everyone can pretend to be the demeanor of a person who has been in a high position for a long time.
Because of this, Ming Yan'an appeared more modest and self-restraint - he was already in a precarious situation, and even if he didn't ask for an ally, he didn't want to provoke any enemies.
"Please." He didn't say much, and didn't even ask about the identity of the other party, and gave way with a smile.
"Your Majesty!" His confidants and generals wanted to stop him, "This man's origin is unknown and his force is extraordinary, how could he be placed in the palace at will, in case he is an assassin..."
This was also Ming Yan'an's concern, but he glanced at the man in Jinyi, he was looking at the Black Water Marsh with his hands behind his back, he seemed to be very interested in that terrible swamp, and didn't care about the views here at all.
"There is no assassin with such temperament in the world." He gritted his teeth and whispered, "It's a bet!"
The sergeants gave way unwillingly, and the Jinyi man Xian Tingxin walked into the palace and walked in front naturally, making it obvious that Yan An was his entourage. The tortoiseshell subordinates were naturally unconvinced for a while, but Ming Yan'an's eyes flashed brightly—the person is so used to walking in the army, he must be the one who holds military power!
The murderous look of the army array is very intimidating to people. If you are not used to it, it is difficult for someone to pass through it for the first time. Not to mention that this person walked through the army formation, his expression was still condescending, but he was a little kind. It was obvious that he often inspected the army and subconsciously empathized.
Ming Yan'an was even more sure that his judgment was correct, so he hurriedly ordered the palace servants to prepare food and lodging for the guests, and then personally asked the guests what they would like to eat.
The guy walked ahead and replied without hesitation: "Cake."
Ming Yan'an was stunned, what is cake?
The man in Jinyi also paused, realizing that this thing is impossible to have in the Great Wilderness, so he had no choice but to say: "Sweets are also fine."
It turns out that he likes sweets, so Ming Yan hurriedly ordered the imperial chef to prepare the best sweets and snacks, and sent them to Ningxue Pavilion.
He didn't follow to Ningxue Pavilion, and then go to make friends with others, that would be too cheap, and it would make people despise him, too much is too much.
He ordered the guards to keep a good watch on the Ningxue Pavilion, and not to interfere as long as the other party didn't make any changes, and then turned to the front palace by himself - he still had a troublesome queen to deal with.
…
A shabby room, dark and small, filled with a faint smell of blood and a pale mist of hot water.
Someone in the room was moaning, suppressed, and slightly resentful.
"Hey." There was a soft sound, followed by a heart-piercing scream, and the **** smell in the room suddenly became thicker and hotter.
Dim light penetrated through the crack of the window, and saw the **** and struggling person on the bed. He was pressed by someone, and he was sitting on the edge of the bed alone, treating his wound with steady and slow movements.
Neither the scream nor the smell of blood could make his hands tremble.
After stuffing the **** hole on his shoulder with medicine and bandaging it up, he turned around and washed his hands, and said to the trembling human being in pain, "Okay, get up."
The person on the bed stared wide-eyed, as if he didn't believe what he said, and hissed for a while, "What do you mean!"
The man was wearing a black cloak, washed his hands slowly, and said, "Master Chimen, don't you want to take revenge?"
"I'll seek you first for revenge!" The wounded on the bed was Chi Ming, with a hideous blood-stained face, and said in a hateful voice, "You said that there will be a trump card to defeat the Queen, and you said that you will help me in the end That's how you help me with a helping hand?"
"Didn't I help you?" The cloaked man said strangely, "I saved you and healed your wounds. If I hadn't dragged you into the crowd, do you know how many people would not let you go? Nothing else It is said that there are no less than two groups of people who just wait outside the crowd and want to kill the grass.”
"If you had shot before, I would not have failed at all, and my martial arts would not have been abolished!" Chi Ming roared.
"I'm only supposed to be good at shooting and help you. Can I lie to you with one word?" The cloaked man didn't take it seriously, still smiling.
Chi Ming's face was pale, and he gradually came back to his senses, hissing: "...you did it on purpose, you did it on purpose!"
"What are you thinking about so much?" The cloaked man laughed, "You should think about it, I saved you, otherwise you would be in some mass grave now, dangling in the belly of wild dogs."
Thinking of that terrible scene, Chi Ming shivered, and then looked at the man in the cloak, his face changed. It was not gratitude, but he suddenly understood his situation.
I have suffered a crushing defeat, my martial arts have been abolished, and I am no longer the high-ranking deputy head of Lingxiaomen. Now I am a knife and I am a fish. What to say, if I anger these cruel people, I am afraid that the ending will be worse than the mass grave. .
"Tell me..." He lowered his head, dying, "What do you need me to do?"
The man in the cloak didn't answer, but turned his head to look at him, sized his figure, and said to the other masked men beside him: "There is still some time, polish it well."
"What are you going to do?" Chi Ming smelled the horrible smell and widened his eyes in horror.
"Do you hate the Queen?" The cloaked man's voice was faint. He stood by the bed and looked down at him. The dim light cast his shadow on the wall, and the majestic shadow seemed to cover the whole room.
It’s okay if you don’t hear the name, but when you hear it, Chi Ming will inevitably think of the shameful three ringing heads, Pei Shu’s gorgeous face with a sneer, the pain of the knife point piercing the lute bone, and the hatred entangled in his heart like a poisonous snake. The bone was in pain, he trembled uncontrollably, his teeth made a rattling sound, "Hate..."
"That's fine." The cloaked man got up and said quietly, "Remember this, it will help you survive."
He turned and walked out of the house, softly said: "There is death and there is life, collapsed and rebuilt, the building is in the snow, and the blue sky is seen again..."
Suddenly there was a miserable howl in the house.
The voice was terrible, as if it wanted to pierce through the night, howling out the ultimate pain.
The man in the cloak stopped, and seemed to enjoy listening to the voice. The people behind him looked awe-inspiring—can Chi Ming survive the most terrifying test?
The man in the cloak went to another room and sat down. He didn't hear the screams in the hut. He stretched out his hand, and the attendant served a tray with a cup of white milky liquid on the tray. There were many small bottles of various colors beside the tray. The light flows down, like crystal.
Coming out of the hellish environment just now, and sitting under the light again, facing this beautiful food, the cloaked man seemed to be in a good mood. He waved his hand, rejecting the attendant's attempt to adjust the drink for him, and did it himself.
He took the glass of snow-white milky liquid first.
"Baishi Lingrui is the base liquid for making Yuqiongxian wine. It is an extremely precious thing in itself, just like that Chi Ming, who is a master in himself." He picked up the cup with great interest, and the attendant immediately brought over a small one. Tandoor.
He put the cup of spiritual milk on the stove and burned it. After high temperature, the spiritual milk gradually turns red.
"Chi Ming's martial arts are now completely abolished, his body is empty, and his ten-year foundation has been completely destroyed. It's like this unrecognizable spiritual milk at this moment."
He took the small bottle next to him, and with an extremely delicate spoon, carefully weighed the powder or liquid in those bottles, poured them into the spiritual milk one by one, and said softly while pouring: "Snow silkworm powder One coin, two coins of black chalcedony, one coin of Chidan, one coin of Chixue, half petal of Tianxiang leaf..."
Add those fragrant or disgusting things into the spiritual milk, the spiritual milk keeps boiling, and sometimes even start to bubble blood red, gurgling as if about to explode, everyone around has a look of fear, they all know this thing, If one is not careful, the slight difference in weight may cause an explosion. Once it explodes and splashes a little liquid, everyone will suffer.
Only the man in the cloak remained unchanged, his fingers steady from beginning to end.
"Chi Ming's tempering process is the same." He said in a daze, "continuously adding these complementary but conflicting medicines. These medicines can't be tolerated by ordinary people, and even those with martial arts will reject them. Only him like this Talents who have been tempered by martial arts, but have completely lost their martial arts are suitable. Of course, in this process, the heat and weight can not be wrong in the slightest. It is like this fan and blood. In the slightest, the whole cup of fine wine will be ruined..."
"Okay." The man in the cloak smiled, picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp, and took a photo of the empty cup at the hut, "I hope Chi Ming can also make such a cup of fine wine and successfully brew it again."
"Master, if it fails..." Someone behind him whispered.
He got up and walked out, he didn't seem to hear this sentence, only when he stepped out of the threshold, he said lightly: "What's the use of leaving the waste?"
…
"Ming Yan'an has already replied." Jing Hengbo sat in the hall, talking to her gang of ghosts and snakes, "He asked me if I had the guts to enter Shangyuan alone and negotiate with him."
"Of course not!" Yi Qi yelled strangely, "Is there a way to provoke a general? Is there such a violent general? He has a city of his own, 50,000 soldiers under his command, and the palace walls are like iron inside and outside, yet he calls you a woman and enters a tiger's den alone? Fuck me, is Ming Yan'an shameless?"
"Don't imitate my catchphrase." Jing Hengbo glared at him, then smiled again, "But Xiao Qiqi, it's rare for you to speak so reliably, Ming Yan'an is really shameless."
"You don't have to be polite with shameless people." Ying Bai said, "Reply to him and say, Pei Shu and I will accompany you into the palace, otherwise we won't talk about it."
"Ming Yan'an doesn't allow me to bring people. It's you and Pei Shu who are afraid. It's no wonder he agrees."
"What do you want the drunkard to do?" Pei Shu also had an opinion, and said attentively, "Bobo, the drunkard is unreliable. Who knows when he became addicted to alcohol and sold you out? It's enough for me to accompany you alone, don't worry. With me here, we'll fight in and out of the Tortoiseshell Palace seven times, absolutely no problem."
"My sister is here to negotiate and save people, not to break through!" Jing Hengbo wanted to kick him out of the tortoise shell.
"I'll go, I'll go!" Qi Sha jumped up and down, asking for a job one after another, Jing Hengbo didn't think about it at all, and brought seven teasers? That would be worse than suicide.
"I don't need to bring many people." She said, "It's better to bring someone who is familiar with the layout of Shangyuan City, so that he can guide and leave when the time comes, and then bring a master to save Zirui, and myself, Negotiate with Ming Yan'an, just stop him. It will be troublesome if you bring too many people."
"What if he does something to you? There are hundreds of thousands of people in his city, all of whom belong to him. It shouldn't be too easy to kill you." Tian Qi was not at ease.
"Zi Rui can't ignore it. If I let her die in Shangyuan, then it will be difficult for me to return tortoiseshell." Jing Hengbo smiled, "Don't worry. After all, I am the Queen of Black Water granted by the imperial court, and I am openly answering to him. About entering Shangyuan, under the watchful eyes of everyone, spreading the word to the world, if he wants to kill me in Shangyuan, he will make himself passive. If Ming Yan'an's character is crazy, maybe I really dare not go, but he acts cautiously and timidly, scrupulously A lot of people like this would definitely want to subdue me quietly or plot against me, and they dare not come out."
Everyone also agrees. It is also said that it is not easy to find someone who is familiar with the structure of Shangyuan City. Shangyuan City rarely communicates with the tortoise shell. Many people died of old age in the city all their lives.
Jing Hengbo thought of the eight staff members he had invited earlier, so he invited them over to inquire one by one. They all said that they were not familiar with Shangyuan City. There was only one scholar named Zhao Ziming and Chai Yu, who said they knew something about Shangyuan City. But Zhao Ziming's understanding is that he has persisted in climbing the mountains of the three counties for many years. From the mountains, he overlooked Shangyuan City from various angles, and used ten years to draw the general layout of Shangyuan City. This information is indeed precious, but Because of the long distance, the error of the naked eye, and the fact that some places cannot be detected without mountains, this map is not complete. For example, the most important Shangyuan Palace, because there are no mountains nearby, cannot be observed, so it is blank on the map.
But Chai Yu said that his uncle, who used to be a veteran of the Fuqianwei guarding the palace in Shangyuan City, was squeezed out and suppressed because he offended his superiors. He lives together. He heard his uncle talk about Shangyuan City since he was a child, and he is quite familiar with it.
Jing Hengbo asked a few questions, and sure enough, he answered fluently. The guards trained by Quan Ninghao over there had already picked up his crippled uncle according to the address Chai Yu said, and after some inquiries, there were no loopholes. Jing Hengbo immediately made a decision and decided to bring Chai Yu into the city.
As for the other candidate, Pei Shu had already had a fight with Yi Qi and Ying Bai, and wanted to find Tianqi to fight, and Tianqi ran away, saying that he had no interest in this matter at all, seeing that Pei Baolong eliminated him with violence If you beat all the competitors, you will be honored as the flower protector, but Jing Hengbo is not very happy.
She remembered Mr. Mu's words: Orders must come from the same school, and the superior should never be manipulated by others.
Although Pei Shu didn't want to manipulate her, but wanted to accompany her, she couldn't make her subordinates feel that "the queen will do what others want".
It should be her who makes the decision, not the strong will of others.
She is already recruiting troops, and in governing the three counties, she must first form her own authority.
Just as he was thinking about how to make the Tyrannosaurus retreat, suddenly a report came from outside: Mr. Mu has arrived.
Jing Hengbo was startled, and his heart skipped a beat.
After a jump, she was stunned—how could she have such a reaction? How could you be nervous?
These two days were busy with the battle of Qujiang, and she seemed to put Mr. Mu aside, but now hearing the name, her heart tensed for no reason, and she couldn't help but think of the strange feeling she had when she met Mr. Mu before the gate of the Shadow Pavilion. .
That kind of strange, familiar, and unfamiliar feeling, which makes people feel like they are going crazy...
When she was absent-minded, no one in the hall was a human being, and everyone had different expressions.
Qi Sha was fidgeting with his arms, whispering, "Look, look! Something's wrong with the little girl!"
Yingbai's eyes flashed, and he raised his head to drink.
Pei Shu stared at the expression on her face, and his expression changed.
The figure flashed, and Pei Shu jumped out directly.
Jing Hengbo was startled awake, suddenly looked up, only to see Pei Shu's back, this guy was running so fast, she didn't even have time to shout.
She secretly yelled "It's broken", and quickly chased it out.
Pei Shu arrived at the front yard like a gust of wind. At the door, Mr. Mu with a silver mask and green clothes was waiting with a smile on his face.
Seeing Pei Shu coming out to greet him, he seemed to be taken aback, but Pei Shu smiled at him, and politely laughed loudly: "Mr. is here."
Mr. Mu was taken aback by the Tyrannosaurus' expression and familiar tone. Jing Hengbo, who was chasing after him, heard it from a distance, heaved a sigh of relief, slowed down his pace, and was ready to introduce to the two of them.
Before everyone could react, Pei Shu had passed through the crowd, laughed and walked to Mr. Mu's wheelchair, bent down, held the handle of the wheelchair with both hands, and approached Mr. Mu.
He showed no hostility, and everyone thought he was the one coming out to meet the guests under the Queen's order, so they stepped aside.
As soon as Mr. Mu looked up in the wheelchair, he looked into his eyes and saw that he was smiling, but his eyes were as cold as ice.
Mr. Mu was taken aback.
"I don't like you." Pei Shu bowed his face, staring at him like a wolf, and said in a straightforward tone, "So, go back wherever you came from!"
"Right." Before he could say the words, he grasped the handle with both hands a little harder, and the wheelchair was off the ground with a snort. He threw the wheelchair back, and the wheelchair immediately crossed the threshold and slid out backwards.
There was a loud rattle, and the wheelchair retreated outside the door. Pei Shu laughed, clasped his hands together, and the door slammed shut.
"Mr. Mu is in a hurry, so he left." He said to the dumbfounded guards beside him, "Let's go back too."
At this time, Jing Hengbo was walking over, and he was startled when he saw the door closed.
"He's gone." Pei Shu said without changing his expression, "There is something urgent."
From the angle Jing Hengbo came over, she couldn't see Pei Shu's actions just now, but she didn't believe this excuse. It was impossible for Mr. Mu to leave without seeing her.
She suddenly heard screams and people falling in the alleyway outside.
Pei Shu also heard it, and his expression changed.
Jing Hengbo's figure flashed, he had already gone out, and at a glance, he saw that the alley outside was already in chaos.
Mr. Mu's wheelchair was backing up quickly, and Mr. Mu was already flying, but the wheelchair could not stop, causing people on the street to run around. Mrs. Mu, who was flying upside down in mid-air, raised his palm and slammed the wheelchair. The wheelchair rolled over in the air, flipped over the old woman's head, and fell to the ground with a slam.
When the two forces meet, there must be a rebound. Because of this palm, Mr. Mu's body fell backwards uncontrollably, and behind him was a river in the city, and the waterwheel by the river was turning rapidly.
If a person bumps into it, not to mention being wrapped up and hanged, at least they will be injured.
Seeing that Mr. Mu's figure was out of control, he was about to bump into him.
Suddenly there was a figure in front of the waterwheel.
She opened her arms to receive it.
"Bang." With a sound, Mr. Mu bumped into the man's arms, causing a scream of "ah".
It was Jing Hengbo who called, of course, she clutched her chest, the pain was so painful that her eyes were about to burst into tears.
Although her beautiful capital has passed the puberty period, it still hurts to hit it so violently.
The impact of a person bumping into him was so powerful, she didn't expect it, she subconsciously took a step back, and Mr. Mu in his arms said urgently: "Don't!"
Before she finished speaking, she groaned again, feeling her scalp tightening and her hair being pulled. Only then did she remember that there was a waterwheel behind her, and because of the collision just now, she had already been driven, and her hair was caught between the horizontal bars of the waterwheel.
As soon as Mr. Mu in Huaizhong raised his hand, he chopped off half of the waterwheel with a snap, and stretched out his hand to slowly pull out her long hair.
He was still in her arms, and because he couldn't stand up, he had to rely on her for support. At this moment, he reached out to fish for his hair, his arms crossed her shoulders, his body pressed against her chest, and his cheeks were about to brush against hers.
The faint masculine breath came, she was a little uncomfortable, and wanted to push him away, but at this moment her hair was still being pulled, and she was concerned that Mr. Mu's legs and feet were inconvenient, so after a moment of hesitation, he had already retrieved her hair and held it in his hands .
The fragrance is rich, and the tentacles are smooth, which seems to be the feeling when her body touched just now, his eyes lowered, and his heart trembled.
At that moment just now, she was so desperate to touch her body that it was him, or... him?
He smiled wryly... This kind of substitution was reversed, and he was still enjoying it at first, but gradually he could taste the bitter taste, and he suddenly understood her feeling of constantly doubting and constantly overthrowing.
I don't know whether to be happy or worried.
In Jing Hengbo's heart, that strange feeling came again.
In her imagination, Mr. Mu retrieved her hair, and he should have stuffed it back into her, and blamed her for her carelessness by the way.
However, at this moment, Mr. Mu held her hair with a dazed expression, as if he was confused because of some uncertainties.
The Mr. Mu in her impression is clear and firm, never confused.
So she was confused.
Fortunately, his confusion and her confusion were only for a moment, and then he took off the hair tie and put her hair on it. Her hair tie had already slipped into the water during the action just now.
He was quick, and casually pulled her into a bun. In the reflection of the river, her silhouette looked lazy and charming.
At this moment, Ouyang Xiu's words flowed through her heart.
The bun is loose and loose, the lead is lightly made up, the love is indeterminate, and the love seems to be ruthless...
She suddenly hated that Little Cake forced her to recite poems back then, some sentences were too touching, tormenting people's hearts and leaving nowhere to hide.
His hand fell from her bun, and he said softly: "Your hair is also beautiful..."
His tone was so gentle, like a golden feather blown by the wind at the end of a distant mountain in the setting sun.
The feather landed on the tip of her heart and shook it slightly, but a fog of confusion rose in front of her eyes.
This kind of softness is still different...
In the original softness, there is still unspeakable firmness and clarity, like walking on the grassland in spring, and you can still see the snow-capped mountains in the distance when you look up.
It's not the spring breeze and soft water at this moment, which is warm from the inside out.
As if feeling that her silence contained other meanings, his hand slowly retracted, and the position where it fell seemed to caress her face.
She turned her face away just in time.
However, his fingertips slipped far away, as if he had no intention of approaching her.
Did she feel like she was overreacting?
At this time, the crowd had already rushed, and Pei Shu ran at the forefront, with his eyebrows raised high, his face full of surprise, and he said in a surprised voice: "How could it be..."
Jing Hengbo was furious when he saw him, this Pei Shu is too vicious!
If you act indulgently and do whatever you want, sooner or later you will cause disaster.
Determined to punish him, she raised her eyebrows, cut off his words, and said loudly: "I've decided, invite Mr. Mu to accompany me into Shangyuan!"
Mr. Mu seemed a little surprised, but then smiled, showing no objection.
Pei Shu's face changed drastically, and he glanced at Mr. Mu, as if he had figured out something, raised his finger at him, and said angrily, "Okay, so you did it on purpose..."
"Pei Shu, are you finished?" Jing Hengbo is really angry now, Pei Shu's temper is too unreasonable, he doesn't admit his mistakes, do he still want to frame him?
"Let's go, go in and discuss the plan to enter Shangyuan." She pretended to be affectionate and hugged Mr. Mu, and the guard brought the wheelchair. She helped him into the wheelchair herself. Seeing that the wheelchair was damaged, she ordered the guard to find someone build.
From the beginning to the end, she ignored Pei Shu, and Mr. Mu naturally ignored him, and the two laughed at Yan Yan and went in, leaving Pei Shu aside.
The young marshal stood blankly at the door, a gust of wind passed by, his clothes rustled, and he was desolate...
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At night, the lights of the taverns on the street are dimmed, and the drinkers gradually leave, and finally there is only one person, drinking alone against the moon.
He drank while talking to himself.
"How is it possible? I used ingenuity to push it. His wheelchair, at most, stops when he goes out. How could he slide all the way out on the street?"
"This kid must be playing tricks, deliberately taking advantage of the situation to let the wheelchair slip out of the accident, so that he can plant me!"
"Bang." He slapped the table bitterly, and with a creaking sound, the table was cracked again, and he said irritably, "Change to another one!"
The shopkeeper didn't dare to give in, so he quickly changed the tables. Anyway, the drinker was so rich, he threw out a piece of silver as soon as he entered the door, even if he smashed all the tables in this small shop, it was enough.
No matter how bad the wine is, no matter how good the capacity for drinking is, it is no match for very sad, Pei Shu is almost drunk.
He felt very depressed. What was depressed was not Jing Hengbo's honest words, but this kind of aggrieved misunderstood.
There were wine jars all over the floor, piled up so that people had nowhere to set foot, and he killed them all by himself, but unfortunately, no matter how many he killed, it seemed that they couldn't extinguish the fire in his heart.
"Women... are all clothes, you can wear them if you want, and you can change them if you want, why do you want a piece of clothing..." He hiccupped, "Heart..."
With a tilt of his hand, half a jug of wine was poured on the robe, and Xiao Er hurried over to clean it up. Hearing the sentence that the clothes are not clothes, he thought he wanted to change, so he hurriedly asked, "Guest officer, do you want to change clothes? I will go for you." Clothes store to buy…”
"Change...change...change your mother's egg!" Pei Shu raised his head suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he grabbed Xiao Er's collar furiously, "I finally fell in love with one in this life, you ask me to change, you dare to call I change? Huh? How dare you ask me to change!"
"Grand...Grand..." Xiao Er lost his mind and struggled in his hand, "Yes, yes, you can change it if you want, and you can change it if you don't want to..."
"Don't change! Get out!" Pei Shu let go, and the little girl was thrown into the back hall like a cannonball. The boss quickly caught him, grabbed him and hid in the back hall, never coming out again.
Pei Shu supported his head with his hands, his bun was messed up, and his long black hair hung down. He didn't look loose and docile, but rather fierce and murderous.
Some night customers dare not come into the store after seeing his appearance.
Someone sat down beside him.
"If you want it, why don't you grab it?" He said softly to the drunken man.
Pei Shu didn't move, he didn't seem interested