Without Lin Feng's order, Bi Liu always stood at the door with her head down and didn't dare to move, like an angry little daughter-in-law, who was greatly wronged and hid there alone. Today's Biliu is wearing a milky white skirt for some reason, with an unknown pale pink embroidery on her chest and under her ribs, and the embroidered shoes under her feet have been covered by the skirt that reaches the floor, looking like she has no feet floating out of thin air, and her long hair is draped in front of her at will, covering her entire face by seven or eight points, although the cherry-like mouth and the flat and delicate nose are enough to show her cuteness, but in Lin Feng's eyes, the more she looks at it, the more she looks like a realistic version of 'Sadako' who flickers and intimidates the people of the Celestial Empire in the island country.

Dare to scare Lao Tzu? Tomorrow I will shave you bald and send it to Shaolin Temple! Oh no, it's to send the nunnery! Through the steaming heat in front of him, Lin Feng leaned on the edge of the barrel, looked at the blurred Biliu at the door and cursed secretly.

It's okay not to scold, but the more he scolds, the more angry he becomes, especially when he sees Biliu standing there like a dead man, the anger in Lin Feng's heart doesn't come to one place, and then he thinks of the 'Tokyo Massacre' in later generations, and he can't help but be even more angry. Stretched out his hand and slapped it on the surface of the water, making a "pop" sound of water, and shouted angrily at Biliu at the door: "Get here!" Pinch Lao Tzu's shoulder! ”

Bi Liu didn't know if he didn't understand Lin Feng's scolding, or if he had already figured it out and got used to it, but walked to the edge of the barrel with a flat face, stretched out a pair of small hands and pressed it on Lin Feng's shoulder, the technique was still skillful, and it didn't change at all because of the twists and turns just now, this gentle pinch also made the anger in Lin Feng's heart gradually calm down, feeling the comfort coming from his shoulder, and it didn't seem to hate Bi Liu who had the blood of the Dongying people in his body as much as he did just now.

In the end, in the spirit of humanitarianism, Lin Feng did not start an inhumane wreak havoc on Biliu, who was physically inconvenient, but simply vented a little on Biliu, and after venting his anger against Dongying people in his heart, he let Biliu find a quilt again, and fell asleep with a big quilt wrapped in a big quilt.

Originally, Lin Feng wanted to go to the principle of the 'Tokyo Massacre', and not toss the other party to death, but in the end, in the spirit of humanitarianism, it was actually a pretext to rest and sleep for himself with peace of mind, but in fact, he was really tired, he couldn't afford to toss, and he couldn't afford to die because of a cheap billet who ended up exhausting himself to death.

Lin Feng still didn't get up until after dark at night, and after getting up, Lin Feng didn't even pay attention to Bi Liu, who was waiting at the table and wanted to eat together, and went to the front hall alone after a simple wash, leaving no extra nonsense for Bi Liu, not even a word.

Looking at Lin Feng's back as he disappeared at the door, Bi Liu slowly raised his face, his red lips were not only white, but even oozed a trace of blood, and the tears in his eyes could no longer be stored, and they fell to the ground, especially the despair in his eyes, which made people look scared, hollow, and there was no anger in it.

Under the evil smile on the faces of Yuan Biao and the others in the front hall, Lin Feng withstood the pressure from all sides, and finally finished the dinner with his strong willpower and ate his heart, then spread his hands towards everyone, shrugged his shoulders, and turned around and left with an indifferent expression.

That night, Lin Feng spent nearly three hours, and finally walked through the palace of Tang Xizong, and wrote down important factors such as the patrol locations of the forbidden army and the tiger guards, as well as the number of people and time differences, and then quietly left the palace and returned to the residence before the rooster crowed.

After going back, Lin Feng just said hello to Chen Wansan, who still hadn't slept, and asked everyone to gather around the afternoon to eat together, prepare for action in the evening, and then go back to the room to rest.

Today's Bi Liu, when he saw Lin Feng, was very different from yesterday, looking at Lin Feng with no emotion in his eyes, some were just cold and indifferent, but Lin Feng didn't care about these, under the service of Bi Liu, after taking a bath and changing clothes, he lay down to enjoy Bi Liu's massage and made an appointment with Zhou Gong.

This is also because there was a major mistake at night, and Lin Feng didn't dare to be careless, so he decided not to torture Biliu with the 'Zhou Gong's Gift' for the time being, so as not to cause problems due to lack of spirit at that time. Bi Liu also felt a little surprised by Lin Feng's performance after returning today, and even after feeling Lin Feng's breathing evenly, the movements on Bi Liu's hands slowly slowed down until they stopped moving.

She looked at Lin Feng in front of her in a daze, staring at the scars on Lin Feng's back, although Lin Feng didn't scold her today or insult her with any excessive actions, she also expressed great curiosity about this, she couldn't understand why there were so many changes before and after.

She gradually remembered that when Lin Feng saw her for the first time, he was like a big boy of the same age as herself, especially when Lin Feng saw the expression and panicked movements on his face after watching him take a bath in bed, and even made herself feel happy.

But after Lin Feng learned that he was from Dongying, his attitude towards himself changed drastically, as if he wanted to kill himself, especially in bed, he couldn't wait to torture himself to death, not at all like his elders said that Tang men have the traditional virtue of pity and cherishing jade.

However, Bi Liu stared at the scar on Lin Feng's back and thought of the scars on his body, and also thought about it, Lin Feng in front of him didn't look like a humble gentleman, maybe just a "manor lord" who only knew how to protect his interests by fighting all day long with Heianjing, right? (Heiankyo, the so-called 'national capital' of Toei at the time, is located in the central and western part of Japan's Honshu Island, in the northern part of the Kyoto Basin, surrounded by the Tamba Mountains, the Hira Mountains, and the Kibune Mountains on the east, west, and north, and opens to Osaka Bay to the south with the Kyoto Basin in the shape of a giant pocket.) ）

(As early as 743, Emperor Shomu had classified the land for recultivation outside the commons for the sake of state revenue, and since temples and nobles owned large amounts of tax-free land, it was impossible to distribute and redistribute the land.) Coupled with the increase in population, the Bantian system has existed in name only, and by 902, the Bantian system has become a masterpiece. At the same time, the rapid development of privately owned estates led to the privatization of land by the imperial officials and monasteries under the protection of the law, and the privatization of land became legal. The lord of the manor replaced the government in collecting taxes and servitude from the villagers, and had the power of the judiciary and the police. ）

The so-called 'manor lord' is actually the Dongying Island National School ** Tang Dynasty of the year, and the princes and envoys from all over the country are divided, but there are many Japanese people and few places, even if they are divided, those so-called meritorious 'princes and generals' really can't get much, in fact, to put it bluntly, it is a version that has shrunk from lions to lice.

However, since the lord of the manor is protected by the law and also enjoys judicial power, the lord of the manor in the sense, in fact, the power in the real sense is not much less than that of the Tang Dynasty, but they were actually just playing at that time, sometimes for a stone of rice (one hundred and twenty catties) or half a stone of rice, maybe each side will call more than a dozen warriors to support the family, and then carry a knife to cut it, whoever wins will take away a stone of rice, Then the warriors who fought were rewarded by the lord of the manor.

From Lin Feng in front of him, he thought of the lord of the manor in Heianjing, and from the lord of the manor, he naturally thought of his origin, remembered that a few years ago, he could still play happily under the cherry blossom tree in the courtyard with his brother and brother, and remembered that his mother stretched out her hand to him before she died, but she couldn't squeeze out a word, and in the end, it was just endless blood gushing out of her mouth, and Biliu gradually fell into memory.

Thinking of being able to snuggle up in her mother's arms under the tall cherry blossom trees in the courtyard every day in those years, to scold her subordinates at will, and to make a grimace at her parents after bullying her younger brother, Biliu couldn't help but feel a sour nose, and her heart seemed to be pinched by something, which hurt a lot.

For a while, Bi Liu was a little stunned, two crystal tears poured out of her eyes, and they fell silently on Lin Feng's back, frightened, she hurriedly reached out and wiped it gently, and after looking up again to make sure that Lin Feng was not awakened, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief, continued to put her hands on Lin Feng's back, and gently pressed and pinched them.