Yang Wenhua leaned on the pillar of the cloister, looking at Yang Da Yang Er who came over in the distance, but his eyes kept paying attention to the direction of the livestock house.

A person's head was half exposed in the livestock room, and he kept looking at Yang Wenhua's side, Yang Wenhua just didn't see it, and his body didn't move, but he just tightened the shotgun in his right hand.

After Yang Da Yang Er came over, Yang Wenhua smiled at the two of them and said in a low voice: "Don't talk, go in quickly, and lock the door." ”

Yang Da and the two obviously stiffened for a moment, and then walked up to the corridor according to Yang Wenhua's instructions, ready to go back.

"Stupid."

Yang Wenhua sighed secretly, seeing that the people in the livestock house had already rushed over, and he didn't care about anything else, he pushed Brother Yang, and then greeted him with a shotgun.

"Run."

The speed of the people who came was extremely fast, and Yang Wenhua couldn't care about aiming, so he raised his shotgun and began to shoot.

"Boom"

There was a loud bang, and when Yang Wenhua raised the shotgun, the person on the opposite side immediately raised his arms to protect his head and face, and at the same time moved to the left.

Fortunately, due to the close distance and the large attack range of the shotgun, the opponent was still shot, but I don't know how the injury is.

After a scream, the other party rolled on the spot, and then rushed towards Yang Wenhua.

There was no time to exchange for weapons, so Yang Wenhua directly smashed the other party with the butt of the gun.

The blow missed, and there was a feeling of stabbing in his chest, Yang Wenhua turned his heart sideways, and immediately pressed the back of the opponent's neck with the barrel of the gun, and pulled it back desperately.

Although Yang Wenhua is not as good as these people who have practiced cold weapons since childhood in terms of reaction and moves, he is stronger than the other party in terms of strength.

With all his strength retracting the gun, the other party's head leaned against Yang Wenhua's chest, and then there was a clicking sound, and the other party's whole person softened.

Yang Wenhua still didn't dare to take it lightly, raised his leg and hit the opponent's chest with his knee a few times, and after making sure that the other party did not react, he let go of the gun in his hand, and then the other party also slipped from Yang Wenhua's chest.

Yang Wenhua sat down on the spot and gasped for breath for a while, and when his mood calmed down, he reached out and touched the pulse of the person on the ground, and found that the other party's body temperature had cooled down.

"I'm dead like this, and I want to ask for a confession or something."

Secretly sighed bad luck.

Looking at the direction of the main house, Yang Wenhua sighed. Then he took some firewood out and put it on the ground, added some coal, dragged the corpse over and put it on top, and finally poured a bucket of gasoline and lit it.

Looking at the flames that burned in an instant, Yang Wenhua lit a cigarette and smoked a few puffs, and after calming down, he began to walk towards the main house.

"Bang bang, it's me, open the door."

The crying sound of the third sister came from inside, and the noisy Yang Wenhua was a little irritable, and after the door opened, he couldn't help but raise his voice and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The third sister was holding a rolling pin in her hand at this time, and when she saw Yang Wenhua coming in, she dropped the rolling pin and immediately pounced, sobbing and said, "My brother met a bad person, I want to go out to help, but my mother won't let me go out." ”

Looking at the small rolling pin on the ground, Yang Wenhua was moved and distressed, and a little funny.

"There are no bad people, there is only a big tiger outside, which has been driven away by my brother, but it is possible to come back again, just don't run out these two days."

"Really?"

Seeing the third sister looking at herself with pitiful eyes, Yang Wenhua nodded heavily and replied affirmatively: "Really, my brother doesn't lie." ”

"Brother?"

Looking at the worried and inquiring looks of Yang Da and the others, Yang Wenhua sighed, "It's okay, stay in the house for two days first, I want to find a way." ”

Is there anything you can do to prevent someone from prying eyes?

Yang Wenhua thought about it for a long time, and decided to lay death traps around the entire courtyard, leaving only two ways in and out.

As long as the area of the trap is wide enough, naturally no one will dare to approach it easily without permission.

And if you want to occupy a piece of land completely and legally, you naturally need to get the permission of others, so Yang Wenhua decided to go to Chang'an in person and let Li Lao Er allocate this place to himself.

After coming to the Tang Dynasty for a few months, it's time to go to Chang'an to have a look, and it's good to meet Li Lao Er by the way.

Since he decided to go to Chang'an, he still has to meet Li Lao Er, so he naturally has to prepare well, after all, if he wants to get such a large piece of land, as a gift in exchange, he naturally can't be too cold.

After two hours of busyness, he brought some things in from outside, and after lunch, he told Yang Da to lock the door and take care of his family.

Yang Wenhua moved a bag of grain and threw it on the ground, let the chickens and ducks spoil it at will for two days, and then let the jujube red horse drag the cart and carry things.

Yang Wenhua, who was dressed as a short-haired monk with white shoes and bamboo canes, led the jujube red horse and dragged the cart towards Chang'an.

Chang'an is in the northwest of Lantian County, less than 100 miles away, and Yang Wenhua's place of residence is closer to Chang'an.

Before it was dark, Yang Wenhua led the jujube red horse and came to the eastern suburbs of Chang'an City, which was only more than ten miles away from Chang'an City at this time.

After finding a farmer and giving some copper plates, Yang Wenhua entered Chang'an City from Yanxinmen early the next day.

Although the walls and buildings of Chang'an City are not high, they are very wide, not only the buildings and city walls are wide, but even the roads are very wide.

Yanxinmen is only a side gate of the eastern city wall of Chang'an City, but after Yang Wenhua entered the city, he actually had the feeling of standing on the square.

In the early morning, it is a busy time, although there are not many pedestrians, but there are a lot of cars and horses, and they are all loaded with goods.

To avoid getting in the way, Yang Wenhua kept moving to the right, and when he moved to the end, he saw the plaque hanging on the door in front of him, and Yang Wenhua smiled.

"Temple of Inspiration."

An abandoned temple is just right for Yang Wenhua to pretend to be a ghost.

Yang Wenhua stopped the carriage, took out a thread-bound book, and sat down at the door of the Inspiration Temple.

After adjusting the small stereo on his body, Yang Wenhua began to read.

"Parents call, should not delay, parents order, do not be lazy, parents teach, must listen, parents responsible, must be obedient, winter is warm, summer is cold, morning is provincial, dusk is fixed,......。"

The loud sound of reading attracted many onlookers nearby, and the truth expounded in the book made many people shake their heads.

Yang Wenhua didn't read much, so he changed another book and re-read it.

"There is no way for good and evil, only people call themselves. The retribution of good and evil follows you like a shadow. It is a god who has a fault in heaven and earth, and he commits crimes according to the severity of people, and he is counted as taking people. If you calculate the reduction, you will be poor and ...... consumed. ”