Chapter 3 Yan Ling was killed
Wen Ji and Yan Lingshang were young and ignorant, and they didn't care more, they each pinched their jade pendants and looked at each other sweetly, looking very sweet and happy.
Mr. and Mrs. Gongying and Mr. and Mrs. Xu were deeply grateful, and they saluted together.
At noon on the same day, Tan Mansion invited relatives and friends who had come to give gifts and congratulations, including Tan's relatives and the beautiful lady of the "Wulixiang" wine shop, Qian, Wang and other shopkeepers, and set up more than ten tables of banquets.
Mr. and Mrs. Xu traveled a long way, so they stayed in Tan Mansion that night.
As for the monk, he naturally arranged another vegetarian offering, and Zhou accompanied him with Wenji. After fasting, Gongying instructed the servants to clean up a guest room and leave the monks to stay.
The monk was unceremonious, entered the guest room with a big grin, took off his hat, took off his robe, and fell asleep. After a while, the snoring was like thunder, and he had already fallen asleep.
The next day, Mr. and Mrs. Xu returned to Wuhu with Yan Ling, and then came to say goodbye to the monk with Gongying and his wife. When I came to the guest room, I heard the sound of snoring and thunder, and the monk still fell asleep. Gongying and his wife and Xu shopkeeper couldn't bear to disturb the monk's dream, so they left the room.
Gongying and Mrs. Zhou, who was holding Wenji, sent the shopkeeper Xu and his wife out of the Tan Mansion gatehouse, and the hired carriage was parked there and waiting.
Shopkeeper Xu saluted and said, "You don't have to send it to your in-laws, so don't leave it at that." ”
"The in-laws are also anxious, how about staying for two more days?" Gongying said, "Wait for the third uncle (Hu San) to finish this timber trip, and then ask him to personally send his in-laws to the county seat." ”
"You don't have to...... This time the third uncle is also busy; second, I still have some urgent matters to deal with when I go back, you and I have become in-laws, and the future will be long. ”
"That's okay, since the in-laws are leaving, I won't stay longer, I will choose an auspicious day in two days, and send the wedding gift with the third uncle, as for other details, we will discuss it again. ”
"It's all up to my in-laws, and I'm in the open house to welcome you. Shopkeeper Xu saluted and said, "In-laws, don't leave it here." ”
"Farewell to my family, I wish you a smooth journey. "The release of the return gift.
Then Gongying and his wife and Mr. and Mrs. Xu were polite, Wenji and Yan Ling also rubbed their faces against each other, and Mr. and Mrs. Xu took Yan Ling to board the carriage.
The handlebar shook the horsewhip in his hand and shouted "drive". The horse, trembling with its emaciated body, stretched its hooves and galloped with all its might.
In the bump of the carriage, the curtain of the left carriage suddenly opened, revealing Yan Ling's fair and immature face, and two strands of drooping hair flew in the wind. I saw her keep shaking her tender little hand and said, "Brother Kiki...... Good bye...... Brother Kiki...... Goodbye......"
"Sister Yan Ling...... Goodbye......"
Wen Ji snuggled in Zhou's arms, waving his little hands constantly, while watching Yan Ling's white little face gradually disappear into the wind and sand.
Huayang Town originally belongs to the hilly area of the south of the Yangtze River, with hills and paddy fields crisscrossed, so the road is rugged and winding, and the height is uneven.
The carriage went out of Tanjiazhuang, passed Huayang Town, and went all the way bumpy, only after a few miles, a steep slope extended in front.
The carriage had barely climbed half of the ramp, and the horse was already weak, and could not move forward except with his head bowed, his spine hunched, and his nostrils puffing.
The handlebar style was so anxious that he jumped off the front, whipped it violently, and scolded: "Old man, you have enough forage, but you don't work hard to pull the cart!
The pony shook its head in pain, and neighed in pain as it pulled forward.
Seeing this, Shopkeeper Xu jumped off the carriage lane: "Handle the family: Don't be such a harsh beast, I'll come down and push a hand with you." ”
"This beast has eaten a good meal of good fodder in the morning, but he has only walked a few miles, and he has no strength. Handlebar glare.
"Don't complain about brutes, when both men and brutes are old and poor, I will push the cart uphill with you. Shopkeeper Xu said.
"Then there is the shopkeeper of Law. As he spoke, he tightened his grip on the bridles, whipped his hand on the horse's back, and pulled it up the slope.
Shopkeeper Xu walked behind the car, grabbed the edge of the canopy with both hands, and tried to push the wheel.
After some tossing, the carriage finally reached the top of the slope. Looking ahead, the smoke forest is deserted, and the river is flat.
The handlebar type breathed a sigh of relief, thanked him, and asked the shopkeeper Xu to get into the car.
But at this moment, a sudden gust of black wind blew, sowing soil and dust, and the eyes were full of confusion, and the shopkeeper Xu and the handlebar style were blown over two heels, and the carriage was almost overturned in the grass, and the canopy was torn by the black wind - the wind of good and bad ends!
Shopkeeper Xu climbed up, squinted, and looked towards the place where the black wind came from.
But I saw a black mist swirling in the sky, and on the black fog stood a little girl of four or five years old, wearing a red skirt and a double bun on her head, which was the nine days that appeared in Tan's mansion!
"If you want to live, hand over that little girl quickly!" Jiutian froze the black mist and shouted murderously.
Shopkeeper Xu had already seen it clearly, although it was a little girl's house, but there was no doubt that the battle must be a goblin, so he said: "Little demon girl, what do you want my son to do?"
"I'm going to kill her!" Jiutian looked hateful.
"My son has no grievances with you, why do you want to kill her?" Shopkeeper Xu was stunned for a while, but the nurse asked hard.
"Wenji is mine! Since she is married to Wenji, she has to die!" Jiutian gritted his teeth.
"My son and Wen Ji are married, but they are the senior monks to protect the media, and the two families allow it, who is your little demon girl to protect the media, and who allows it?"
When the words fell, the shopkeeper Xu was eager to protect the calf, so he picked up the horsewhip that was thrown on the ground with the handlebar, shook it in the air, and protected it in front of the car.
"The one who stands in my way - die!" said the Nine Heavens Evil Voice, and slashed down with one palm.
It was clearly just an empty palm, but in an instant, I heard the screams of the shopkeeper Xu, and the whole body seemed to explode, with flesh and blood flying, and no bones remained.
I saw the handlebar style with my own eyes, and I was so scared that I was going to pee, and I got into the grass with a bang.
Mrs. Xu was shocked when she heard the screams outside the car, and hurriedly opened the curtain of the rear car to see.
Jiutian flew right behind the car, and when he saw him, he casually dragged Mrs. Xu out of the carriage, and kicked Mrs. Xu into the air with only one kick.
With a sound, Mrs. Xu was just like Xu's shopkeeper, and her flesh and bones were shattered, and the blood was all over the sky, and her life returned to Huangquan.
Poor Xu shopkeeper and his wife came to Tan Mansion to congratulate, but they never expected an accident, and they ended up with no bones!
Jiutian killed Mrs. Xu, ripped off the curtain of the rear car with force, reached out and dragged the trembling Yan Ling out of the car, and fell heavily to the ground.
But it was strange, Yan Ling seemed to have fallen into the pile of cotton wool, and nothing happened. When she saw that there was blood all around the carriage, but her parents were gone, she couldn't help but cry out in fright.
Jiuxia was ruthless, thinking that after this fall, Yan Ling would not fall into a rotten persimmon, and would never have a chance to live, but unexpectedly, Yan Ling was safe and sound, and she cried out loud, she couldn't help but be furious, reached out and grabbed Yan Ling, raised it above her head, and threw it to the ground.
Yan Ling's petite body fell to the ground, causing a puff of dust.
In the dust, Yan Ling crawled on the ground, frightened, staggering and crawling, carelessly, his little hand was cut out of a bloody mouth by those broken stones on the road, and the blood dripped straight down, and coincidentally a few drops of blood fell on the dragon pendant that was exposed on his chest.
Yan Ling saw the blood dripping from her little hand, and she cried out in more and more horror and misery: "Dad...... Mother...... Father...... Mother......"
Seeing this scene, Jiutian was shocked and angry, and viciously raised his little foot and stomped towards Yan Ling......
Gongying and his wife sent off the shopkeeper Xu and his wife, returned to the house, summoned the housekeeper Liu Er, discussed the gift list of the marriage, and prepared to send it to the Xu Mansion on a certain day to complete the etiquette of the doll's marriage.
After the list was set, the monk came to take his leave. Gongying and his wife couldn't keep it, so they accompanied the fast meal and sent it out of Tan's mansion. The public screening called Steward Liu to hold the tattooed silver five taels and give it away. The monk was not subject to it.
While he was prevaricating, Wenji exclaimed in Gongying's arms: "Dad......... My jade pendant is moving. ”
"How can it be so effective? You think Sister Yan Ling, it's only been a while away?"
"Daddy...... It's really moving! Don't believe it, look!" Wenji said as he pulled out the phoenix pendant from his chest.
Sure enough, the phoenix pendant was trembling slightly, faintly emitting bursts of red light. It turned out that Yan Ling's piece of dragon pendant was stained with her blood, and a magical sense of inspiration immediately occurred, and Wenji's piece of phoenix pendant had a response.
When the monk saw it, his expression sank, and he secretly pinched his fingers and exclaimed: "It's not good, Yan Lingwa'er is in trouble! The poor monk wants to save her!"
As the words fell, the figure of the monk flashed, and it had disappeared without a trace.
The Gongying couple were dumbfounded, and they couldn't wake up for a while.
Jiutian stomped dozens of feet in one breath, and every step went down, not to mention the strength of a thousand jun, but Yan Ling was still fine, and her little face was as purple as a pig's liver.
"Damn, if I can't kill you by stomping, I'll split you!" Jiutian was furious, grabbed Yan Ling, grabbed a calf with one hand, and used all his strength to split Yan Ling.
It was too late, it was too fast, and a gray shadow suddenly floated by, and Jiutian's hands were already empty.
Jiutian was shocked, raised his eyes, and saw a monk standing five or six zhang away, holding the crying Yan Ling in his arms, looking light-hearted, but it was the monk who came from Tan's mansion.
"Monk, you have to be nosy, otherwise you will be killed together!" Jiutian twisted his eyebrows and said evilly.
"Daoyou: You are so young, but you are so fierce! What kind of enmity does this little girl have against you, and you want to split her alive?" the monk asked.
"What's the grudge? You're to blame?" Jiutian was furious.
"Why do you blame the poor monk for coming? The monk was confused, but he still did not lose the humble demeanor of his family.