() No wonder I thought Ren Qin'er was familiar at the beginning, and it turned out to be a little similar to Ren Qingqing's eyebrows.

And Ren Qingqing, after six years of advancing to Chongzheng County, I almost forgot about her. So many things happened at that time, the joy of rebirth, and Yang Xiuyi's three months of glue, and the sadness, pain, turmoil, struggle, and despair that followed after......

There were so many strong emotions colliding in my chest, and I didn't even know if she had escaped from the Taiyi Pole Array.

But now it can be seen that she should be alive and well.

I don't want to ask more about her, I can't say that I don't have a good impression of her, but it's not enough for me to stuff my teeth, but I still hear a lot from their conversations.

The worst deed is that the eighteen girls selected by the Yang family for Yang Xiuyi were disturbed by her, several of them were comparable to her family background, and they made a lot of trouble in the capital, from the grand banquet to the noble and elegant gatherings, to the flower meeting tea house, and the restaurant stage. Among them, there were a few incidents of ** annoyance, and people died. Because of these things, she was grounded by her father in the Xingdeng Sect and has not gone down the mountain for more than a year.

I've never been afraid of Ren Qingqing, but it's different for Song Yu.

That day in front of the Song Mansion, her appearance of threatening people was really unforgettable, such a girl's mental means must be first-class, so I have to cut off her thoughts about Yang Xiuyi as soon as possible, although I may not be able to be with Yang Xiuyi, but drive away one is one.

Walking forward from the road, the work of exploring the road was left to the men, and the three of us women completely forgot about the dangers that lurked here, and continued to chatter, sometimes arguing, sometimes arguing. I said a bunch of bad things about Yang Xiuyi, but I really couldn't think of it, so I moved all the bad habits of the master to him, and finally simply blamed him for the bald Ah San's problem.

Maybe it was too noisy, the little fat man finally couldn't bear it anymore, and felt something and hit me on the head, and after seeing that it was silver, I hurriedly picked it up and stuffed it in my arms, so far I became more and more active, wishing he would smash me to death with silver.

When he had nothing to say, he calmed down, and his steps finally became heavy.

In the course of the dialogue, they repeatedly mentioned their family background, knowledge, talents, and appearance...... It is enough to see that they care about these and are deeply rooted. When I quarreled with Ren Qingqing, she also used this to press me, although I was able to hold my waist and say back, but the bitterness and sourness afterwards could not be expressed. Now that they are mentioning it again, it is like a big stone hammer that has been weighed down again.

The Yang family once picked a girl for Yang Xiuyi, no one told me about it, I know that he won't accept those girls, and this matter has passed, but this is enough to see the attitude of the Yang family.

Family background, I don't even have a home, even if my parents are alive, I'm just a wild girl in a rural village. I have the impression that my father and mother have been coarse tea and light rice, Gebu Mai, sometimes my father is lucky, and he hits a lot of prey, so he buys me and my mother beautiful cloth to make new clothes, but that kind of cloth may not be as valuable as the clothes of a maid of the Yang family.

I am the most despised wizard in the world. Four Books and Five Classics, I can't say anything famous, the turbidity of the early years made it difficult for me to even learn words, it is hard to imagine, without the strict teaching of the master, what kind of person Tian Chujiu would be today.

And beauty, for them, the most important thing is a beautiful woman.

In addition, I also have a terrible reputation, based on this alone, how can the family gate valve tolerate me, let alone my body, my body is as cold as ice, I can't have children, I don't have much life......

My heart was getting heavier and heavier, and I couldn't breathe, and I wanted to find a turtle shell to hide, but I was afraid that it would hurt him.

During the six years of absence, I really wanted to know how he came here, but I never dared to ask, let alone ask him how he felt after learning about my "death".

If I still sneak away behind his back now, then he will be sad, I don't want him to feel sorry for me......

The little fat man walked beside me at some point, and said coldly, "What do you think?" Don't chew the root of people's tongues behind your back? ”

I glanced at him and said in an irritable voice: "You should know my relationship with him, what kind of chewing tongue." ”

"Oh." He looked down at me, "What do you have to do with him?" ”

"It's your business."

He paused, then laughed dryly, muttering like a monk of the Nagato: "Heh, what's my business? Well, it has nothing to do with me...... So how good is your relationship? ”

I stopped: "You don't bother, he won't be angry if I say that about him anyway." ”

"Won't be angry?" He stared at me coldly, snorting through his nose: "Won't be angry...... Is he sick in the head? ”

The anger suddenly rose, and I glared at him: "Who do you say has a sick brain?" ”

He took a moment to pick up his hand: "Did I say it?" ”

"You have a sick brain, and you are fat like this, go back and copy a portrait and stick it next to the pit, and the flies will not come."

He smiled: "Then if you stick to the pit, will it attract a bunch of flies?" ”

"I'm afraid I'm afraid of attracting something more disgusting than flies, like you and ......"

Song Yu came over at this time and interrupted me anxiously: "There is a toilet here?" Did you find it? I've wanted to untie my hands for a long time. ”

“……”

We were waiting for Song Yu and Ren Qin'er at the corner of a Yongdao, I wanted to accompany her, but the little fat man was afraid that I would escape, so he wouldn't let me go.

I said I wanted to get rid of it, and he gave me two ways, either he went with me or I pulled up.

His breath was so spirited that I wanted to move a hill to press him from a bun into a baked cake.

But think about it, he is the group of people who are Yuan Qingshi, and he must also know about my body.

I rarely go to the toilet in normal times, not to mention that my body is weak and my vitality is greatly damaged, and what I eat may not be enough to fill my spiritual cultivation, how can there be extra good for my stomach and intestines to digest, let alone be dizzy from hunger now.

I leaned against the wall and looked around, estimating the time, it was almost the end of the day, and it should be a warm sun and clouds outside, and the sky was clear and the wind was clear.

If I hadn't gone down the mountain, I should have practiced the stick technique in the repetition of the house by now, but now that I have lost the sticks.

The little fat man leaned next to me: "Thinking about how to escape?" ”

I didn't have anything to pretend to be with him, so I nodded naturally: "Hmm." ”

I thought that he would be taunted by him to "think beautiful" or "you try", or threaten to break my legs, but he seemed to change his temper and said lightly: "There will be a few safe dark rooms at the exit of Yongdao, you and they will stay there honestly, and wait for me to come back to pick you up." ”

I turned my head: "Do you know the way here?" ”

He said directly: "I saw it on the inscription." ”

I looked at him and found that although he was a little bad-tempered, he was actually quite talkative, and after thinking about it, I felt tempted: "What's your name?" ”

He paused and suddenly smiled: "My surname is Tian." ”

"Tian ...... Hero, where are you taking me? ”

He looked at me with interest and pursed his lips in silence.

I pondered for a moment and continued: "You should be very young, look at your age is about forty years old, how many are you, a hundred?" Two hundred? ”

“…… Twenty-five. ”

“……”

Wang Yuezhi turned his head, and the corners of his eyes were surprised: "Twenty-five...... ...... younger than me."

Zhao Ling paused slightly, and said seriously: "I don't know whether to say some things or not, the appearance and age of Brother Tai ...... Brother Tai should avoid eating, multiple health and pranayama, fat can give birth to a hundred diseases, raise a hundred poisons, take measures to lose reason, accumulate small losses, damage into decay, decay and aging, old and end, if from now on clear the stomach, moisten the intestines, and purify the ......"

The little fat man blinked twice and stared at him blankly.

Wang Yuezhi and I listened with relish.

Further forward on the road, the space is getting bigger and bigger, gradually becoming a spacious and towering hall, the inscription on the wall disappears, replaced by a large mural, three zhang high, four zhang wide, painting a sacrificial scene, looking at the array of battles and the number of paper inscription soul flags, it is one of the most fashionable sacrificial pomp and circumstance of sake Mo Shangchen, six or seven hundred years ago.

The mural is made of lapis lazuli, mica powder, and agarwood as pigments, so the color is bright and durable. The mural structure is magnificent, majestic and majestic, it can be seen that the person who paints the picture is very attentive, but it is a pity that the drawing line pen is too rough, the depth is different, and intermittent, not smooth and beautiful enough, coherent and rich, so it seems that the whole mural is fine but not brilliant, beautiful but godless.

The little fat man stopped in front of the mural, tilting his head slightly, he was already too tall for me, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he clearly felt a trace of sadness wafting out of his breath.

Ren Qin'er stretched out her hand to touch the wall and said in a low voice: "The entire mural should be done by one person, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time." ”

"Hmm." Wang Yuezhi said: "Looking at the clothes of the people in the painting, the age of this mural is probably hundreds of years. ”

The next hall is larger and wider, painting a marching map, the dust and smoke are rolling, the sea of clouds is vast, the whole mural is surging and proud.

A horse man stood up in front of thousands of troops, a young general, raising his sword like a rainbow, pointing angrily ahead, a battle armor with a few bloods, but like a star.

This painting has nothing to do with the power of the brush, just its compositional spirit and killing spirit are enough to make people speechless, and even enthusiastic.

In front of the painting, there is a square bronze stove, on which there are incense candles, and there is no spark.

Song Yu held Zhongtianlu higher and pointed to the banner on the mural: "It's Cheng Jiajun!" ”

I don't know why, but I looked at the little fat man again, he was standing quietly, fat like this, but his waist was very straight, his hands behind his back, staring at the mural.

The mind suddenly moved, if you don't run now, when will you wait?

I silently grabbed a handful of soil, silently pulled out the dagger, silently stepped back, and then silently disappeared into the darkness.

Strangely, no one noticed that I was wrong.

The cat turned around from a road, and finally could take a big breath, raised his sleeve and sniffed, it stinks, this hellish place, I must escape quickly.

At this time, the nose smelled a clear fragrance, Yue Lin incense!

I'm so happy, Yuelinhua is native and needs plenty of sunshine and rain, and there is definitely an outlet near here! rs