"Your Excellency, you really have a thick black will. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Pei Ziyun couldn't help but be speechless, seeing He Qingqing's organization of taking a bath and changing clothes, he paced, although he only wore a pair of mille-feuille shoes, his steps were smooth, but he looked calm and elegant, which made the master Bo secretly admire.

There is a climbing vine on the side of the dock, the stem looks very thin, the branches have white rough hairs, some red beans are ripe, Pei Ziyun stepped forward to pick red beans, the master book is very surprised: "Xie Yuangong is really leisurely, I don't know what is the matter with picking red beans?"

"It's a giveaway. Pei Ziyun knew that there was no such poem in this world, and it seemed that the red beans might not be the original red beans, the month alone was not right, so he just smiled at this time and didn't say much.

The bath was very fast, the villagers changed their clothes in batches and got on the big boat, Pei Ziyun saw it, at this time in the middle of summer in June, everyone was resting in the cold, drinking tea to relieve the heat, and the main thin could not help sweating through his clothes, and he restrained all his smiles at the moment, and took it seriously: "These days, the trouble is ...... adults."

After speaking, he stopped talking, and took out three silver tickets and gave them to the lord: "I'll leave now, you can go back and pay the errand, and take this bit of silver to drink tea." ”

"Your Excellency, farewell. ”

Xie Yuangong walked slowly. When the master book looked at it, it was three hundred taels, and he smiled.

The boat set off and went down the water, quickly disappearing into the river.

The master stood on the riverbank and looked at the boats in the distance, when another person stepped forward and whispered, "My lord?"

"Hmph, what if those stockades are lost? If you want to ask me to do something, you don't even want to pay for it, and I really want to be a slave?"

"Pei Ziyun is not stirring up the wind and rain in Nanli, it is best to leave, this matter ends here. ”

"These villages have suffered heavy losses, and we have to find a way to get a piece of the pie. ”

"Your Excellency is wise. Following the samurai to understand, he hurriedly said, the lord smiled, and took out one: "Give, Xie Yuangong is generous, I am not stingy, everyone will share." ”

"Yes!" The people below couldn't help but thunder with joy, and immediately looked for a place to escape the heat.

"What? The people of the imperial court and the Tusi have let people go, what a damn!"

"Shi Gongzi, what do you think? The priest died, the village suffered heavy losses, and the people of the government did not move, this hatred is really unbearable in my heart. A Miao village owner beside Shi Muzhong said hatefully.

"I'll enlighten my son about this. "This priestess is Childe's person, I don't know how to convince him, Childe trusts himself, so he gave himself the right to start, or he would have raised troops so easily, and now that the person is dead, the matter has not been done, and Shi Muzhong is also very distressed.

Sending the owner of the village away, Shi Muzhong returned to the room, gritted his teeth and held the teacup, and said to himself: "Thousands of people surrounded and killed, thinking that it would be a matter of course, with such force, three or five grandmasters can surround and kill, but I don't want you to succeed in counterattacking and kill this priest." ”

"Now the government is cautious about you, it seems that if you are arranged by God, you will not die in such a crisis, and you will have the inheritance of the high priest. ”

There was silence for a long time: "Even if you fight to blame, you must tell your son, and with the wrath of thunder, you will break this change." ”

The boat was sailing on the river, Pei Ziyun was standing on the deck, and there was a breeze blowing, blowing up the corners of his clothes, and playing with a red bean in his hand.

The girl came to Pei Ziyun's side and asked in a low voice: "Young master, these days, the people in the village are a little unaccustomed to life on the boat, how is it good?"

Pei Ziyun knew that drifting on the boat was the most prone to dizziness, so he smiled bitterly at the moment: "There is no way, you arrange someone to take care of it, and every few days, find the dock to rest for a day." ”

"Get used to it, it's fine. ”

"Yes, young master. The girl replied.

The boat sailed into the sea from the estuary for several days, Yang sailed up, and arrived in Yingzhou by detour for half a month along the coast, and heard the sound of knocking on the door, Pei Ziyun opened the door, and it was He Qingqing who knocked on the door, with a happy face: "Young master, I finally arrived in Yingzhou, everyone was panicked, and they wanted to go down." ”

Listening to the girl's words, Pei Ziyun also had this intention, and said: "Don't call me young master, call me son...... It's you who are panicking, I got used to it a while ago, I didn't see others looking for me, but the people in the village are not good at waterways, and now they are tired, so they have to arrange a few days of recuperation. ”

"If you come, make arrangements, and we'll stay here for a few days. ”

"Yes, Childe. The girl was happy.

At this moment, it was close to dusk, He Qingqing chartered three nearby hotels, and took people out to play at this time.

Pei Ziyun used the meal, went out of the hotel, walked alone, saw the bushes and shrubs planted on the embankment, surging wave after wave to the solid embankment, splashing water, looking around, this is the wharf on the coastal county, much smaller, but it seems to be the reason for the ban on the sea, more prosperous than imagined, there are more land cars and water boats, pick-up, delivery, loading, and car sets are all surging, Pei Ziyun strolls in the night, with some comfort, rare leisure.

The small vendors on the side of the road, selling grilled chickens and snacks, shouting and selling, only listened to the old man on one side talking to an old man, his tone was different, Pei Ziyun passed by, and stopped at his feet.

"Jibei Hou can really afford to let go, these days I heard that Jibei Hou asked His Majesty to disarm and return to the field, the emperor was overjoyed, approved, and gave a lot of rewards. ”

"Hey, I think Hou Ye is smart, Hou Ye is not like this, I'm afraid that the end will be the same as that Hou Ye in the north. The old man sneered.

"Hey, old man Chen, it doesn't matter if anything else, you talk about that thing on the street in the north, don't be afraid of death, whisper, whisper. Just now, the old man listened to the old man's words and whispered.

"Don't talk about the affairs of the Hou Ye, the Governor has opened the sea ban by the holy decree, and I heard that three ports have been opened, and there are a few fewer Japanese people, but there are many Japanese people in the port, which is very unhappy. ”

"It's true that there are fewer pirates, and now that the sea ban has been opened, life has improved a lot. A passer-by replied.

"Also, the wharves have been bustling with a lot lately, and many ships have gone to sea to try to win the business of the Japanese pirates. ”

Pei Ziyun stopped and thought, history has changed because of me, and Yingzhou has also changed because of me, but the changes that have occurred may not be what I want.

Pei Ziyun suddenly had some feelings, thinking of Ye Su'er, he couldn't help but touch his pocket, there were still red beans picked in the land of Nanli in his pocket, his thoughts were a little inexplicable, and he turned around and went back.

When he arrived at the hotel, Pei Ziyun entered the room and instructed the guy: "You take a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone." ”

"Yes!" After only a while, the guy brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Pei Ziyun sat firmly on one side, lit the candle, and carefully polished the ink, and his thoughts were indescribable.

Missing, staying together, or reluctance to Ye Suer's luck in his previous life?

Pei Ziyun couldn't say clearly, but he missed it in his heart a little and couldn't get rid of it, so he took the pen and wrote the letter at this time.

"It's been months since I parted, and I'm missing it very much. ”

After writing the letter, I thought about it, took out the bag containing red beans, and held a red bean in the palm of my hand, which seemed to have a strong sustenance, and after a long time, I sighed, and added a poem at the end of the letter.

"Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring. ”

"May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely. ”

When the window is opened, the hotel is not far from a river into the sea, the weeping willows on both sides are green, and a full moon in the sky shines high in the heart of the sky, shining on a piece of snow.

There were still people in the stall just now, but now the stall is gradually closed, and the nearby houses have already fallen asleep, only the sound of cicadas and insects, ups and downs.

Pei Ziyun suddenly sneered: "You have been with me for so long, and you still don't show up?"

There was silence under the moon, Pei Ziyun didn't hesitate anymore, drew his sword, stabbed at one place, only heard the sound of "ding" swords striking, and sparks bloomed in an instant, Pei Ziyun squinted slightly, and a black-clothed masked man appeared, only to see the sword body narrow, and the essence flashed.

"Who are you?" Pei Ziyun asked, the assassin didn't say a word, just smiled gloomily, his eyes were dark, the candle flame was extinguished, and Pei Ziyun couldn't see anything for a while.

"Peng!"

The sword light exploded, the two staggered, Pei Ziyun floated down from the corner of his clothes, and a strand of the assassin's green hair also fell, and at this moment, the candlelight appeared.

"Good swordsmanship, it's a pity you're going to die here!" the assassin said coldly as he reached out and took his hair, throwing it again.

Pei Ziyun listened, and couldn't help sneering, his swordsmanship was just equal, and he dared to say that he wanted to kill himself, it was really a joke.

"Kill!" the assassin's long sword stabbed out, and suddenly, the whole surrounding area was plunged into darkness, and there was no light at all, and almost at the same time, a sword appeared, clearer and clearer, bigger and bigger, and the heavens and the earth were filled with this sword, with a dazzling power, straight stabbed.

"It's a Taoist technique!" Pei Ziyun understood that the tip of this sword seemed to be slow, but it was actually extremely fast, and at the moment of life and death, the sword was a little longer in an instant.

"Qiang" sounded, Pei Ziyun only felt that a kind of power was instantly transmitted from the sword body into the body, directly invading the viscera, only feeling like steel and softness, and instantly revealing a coolness, as long as this coolness invaded, he would definitely die, but at this moment, a power of the same nature in the body went straight up.

"Peng" Pei Ziyun took a step back, everything in front of him disappeared, and the candle flame continued to burn, only to see that although the assassin did not retreat, he also swayed, and the veil was half torn off, his hair hung down on his broad shoulders, his eyes were staring at him for a moment, and there was no expression on the face of the yin owl.

"Rigid!" The Assassin whispered as he turned to leave.

Pei Ziyun's face was gloomy: "Shi Muzhong, Xie Chengdong!"

The words revealed an inexhaustible hatred, although only half of his face was revealed, but the face of this yin owl was too familiar in the memory of the original owner, so he understood it at a glance, it was originally just a guess, but now it is completely determined.

"That priestess must be Xie Chengdong's person!"

"Shi Muzhong is Xie Chengdong's loyal dog, Xie Chengdong has clearly noticed himself five years in advance, and he is still very hostile - the only good news is that Shi Muzhong has not achieved the Yin God, and his cultivation is about ten layers, only one level higher than me, and although his Taoist cultivation is higher than mine, his swordsmanship is one line worse than himself. ”

"Shi Muzhong is like this, what about Xie Chengdong? Is it that he has broken through the gate of heaven and achieved the Yin God, and even if he is already one with the blessed land, he will become an earth immortal?"