"You old man, hurry up your car, nonsense, when today's son is shengming, how can the world be unpeaceful?"

Jin Wansan saw the handlebar-style chatter, worried that it would disturb the interest of Si Tu, and reprimanded angrily in a low voice. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The old man was reprimanded, lowered his head, looked at the whip in his hand, did not answer, did not know what he was thinking. The atmosphere in the car suddenly cooled.

Fortunately, Situ Xing is not a person of much talk on weekdays, and he looks at the shops and people on both sides of the city in the city. Out of the city, the road is lined with green crops, and from time to time there are birds, hares, etc., but it is not lonely.

"You broken shoes, get out of Zhibei County. ”

"Prostitute, you should soak the pig pen. ”

"A slut who corrupts the door. ”

A group of women gathered around, pointing and scolding loudly. Those who have a twist will throw eggs and rotten leaves. A two-year-old, white-clad embroidery girl covered with filth, gray and unkempt, without the appearance of the past, sitting on a donkey cart with empty eyes, as if she was a soulless puppet. And the person who drove the car was the man in Mai who had a relationship with Situ Xing.

The man in sackcloth looked back from time to time, with an unbearable look in his eyes.

"I really deserve it, I dare to cheat, this is the mercy of adults, if I want to say that such a woman should be immersed in a pig cage. ”

Jin Wansan looked at the embarrassed embroidery girl, without the slightest sympathy, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and scolded resentfully.

"Prostitutes, prostitutes, prostitutes. ”

"Expelled from the county, never allowed to return to his hometown, this time the punishment is a bit heavy. ”

The old man looked at the embroidery girl who was filthy all over her body, and said a little stupidly.

"You old man, don't you have a crush on that prostitute?"

Jin Wansan looked at the old man with a somewhat unswerving face, and said harshly.

"You offspring, what are you talking about? ”

"If you commit seven crimes, and sentence them to divorce, and drive a weak woman out of town, who is not familiar with the place of life, and has no relatives to take care of her, you let her do chores. If you want me to say, this official is forcing this woman to death. ”

The old man's face was red, his lips trembled, and his voice was a little loud.

Situ Xing knelt on the ox cart, not participating in the topic of the two, his eyes were gloomy, and he didn't know what he was pondering.

"Prostitutes. ”

"Corrupt the doorway. ”

"Shame on our ancestors. ”

"Adulterer************* Si Tuxing looked at the embroidery girl who was covered with rotten vegetable leaves, broken eggs, and no luster in her eyes, and couldn't help but show a trace of compassion in her eyes.

"Let's go outside the South City Gate. ”

Situ Xing closed his eyes lightly and said lightly.

"Master, you are mistaken, the Zhuangzi we are going to is outside the East City Gate. ”

The old man asked in some surprise.

"Go outside the South City Gate. ”

Situ Xing's eyes didn't open, he didn't explain too much, and said in a cold voice.

"No!"

The old man wanted to say something, but when he saw Situ Xing sitting there with a cold face, there was an indescribable majesty. The words that came to his lips were swallowed back by him.

The ox pulling the cart was very docile, and with a gentle swing of the whip in the handlebar style, the old cow turned a corner, pulled the ox cart, and stuck diagonally along the field path.

The path is very bumpy because of the weedy ridges, and even if there are straw and bedding, it is not very comfortable.

The old man was afraid that Situ Xing would not be able to stand this suffering, so he turned his head and glanced at Situ Xing with some worry, but his worry was obviously unnecessary.

Situ has been baptized by culture, and his physical fitness is far superior to that of others. What's more, he is still a martial artist realm, if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that although Situ Xing is sitting there, his body is like a fine willow in the wind, with the bumps of the ox cart, swaying slightly from side to side, this bump is nothing to him at all.

Seeing that Situ Xing didn't have any uncomfortable expression, the old man put his mind at ease.

"Some of these lands have dried up. ”

Looking at the seedlings in the field, the leaves were a little dry and curly, Situ Xing asked the handlebar to stop the ox cart, and he went to the ground to look at it for a while, because of the lack of water, some of the land has cracked.

"Since the beginning of spring, there has been no rain. It's not going to be a good year, hey!"

The old man looked at the sky where the sun was shining and there was no trace of clouds, and said with a sad face.

"What about the other counties?"

Situ asked with some curiosity.

"Back to the master, although the drought in other counties is not as serious as in the north, the drought has already appeared. ”

The car dealer is responsible for the north and south, and the information is the most well-informed, and there are some situations, it is most appropriate to ask them.

Situ Xing sat on the ox cart, although he was not engaged in farming, but his understanding of this world was above everyone else, Daqian was a Shinto prosperous plane, not only the wind and rain masters, rivers, lakes and dragon kings.

The duty of the dragon king is to spread the clouds and rain.

Zhibei County has a big drought this year, and it must be inseparable from the Dragon King.

According to the reason, no, the dragon kings are enshrined by the imperial court, and the gods of Daqian are also attached to humanity, if there is a drought, the imperial court will issue a document, and naturally the dragon king will be ordered to carry out clouds and rain, and rain will fall, which is also the reason why the wind and rain have been smooth for three hundred years of Daqian.

If the dragon king dares not to obey the edict, it will definitely be difficult to escape the dragon platform.

During the reign of Emperor Taizong of the Great Qian, there was a dragon king of Jinghe who tampered with the scale of the rainy hour in the edict without authorization because of the dispute of will, regardless of the will of the king.

was discovered by Wei Zheng, the official of the imperial court, and played the Son of Heaven.

The Son of Heaven was furious and ordered Wei Zheng to kill the dragon in his dream, and the gods of the world were terrified.

In the absence of gods, dare to disobey.

Although I don't know why, there was a widespread drought this year, and Situ instinctively felt that this matter was not simple.

The wheels of the car crushed over the dry earth, leaving a deep rut. The old man looked at it in surprise. An experienced handlebar type is able to judge the weight of the object being pulled on the ox cart from the rut depth.

According to his experience, only an ox cart carrying more than a thousand catties would leave such a deep mark on the land.

However, the evil thing is that today his ox cart only pulls two guests, and judging by their physique, they are not very strong, let alone carry heavy objects such as weapons, how can there be such a deep rut? Could it be that the land is soft?

Situ Xing found the doubt in the handlebar style's eyes, gently lifted his breath, and moved the weight of his whole body up. The bullock cart, which had been heavy, suddenly became lighter.

The old man looked at the shallow ruts on the ground again, and smiled a little self-deprecatingly. It turned out to be the reason for the road conditions, and I really thought too much.

Thinking of this, the old man raised the whip in his hand and hit a beautiful whip flower in the air, and the whip head smashed the air with a crisp sound.

Let everyone's spirit languid because of fatigue can't help but lift.