Yang Yuying directly chose Dengzhou Yunhai Cuijiazhuang, and built her own gang station at the foot of Lao Gui Mountain, in addition to having a little grudge in Cuijiazhuang, and the case has not been completely resolved, it is not good to leave Dengzhou, there are two serious reasons.

A piece of land is cheap, and it costs 1,500 yuan to cover the entire mountain, plus a night pearl to Cui Yuanwai, in exchange for the peach forest and bamboo forest of Cui Yuanwai's house.

Second, it also means returning to his hometown and staying away from Rongguo Mansion.

Compared to this benefit......

"Where can the girl be safe if she lives alone on the side of the mountain? Not to mention that our place is at the junction with the country, and there will be wars at every turn, and it is those bandits who will make it impossible for people to live in peace. ”

Aunt Liu was babbling while measuring Yang Yuying's body.

That's right, bandits.

Bandits can also find a way to solve such troubles.

A few days ago, she might have to worry about it, but now that she has reached level five, Ouyang Xue's character card can be used for an hour, and she doesn't dare to say that it is completely enough, but be careful, those bandits can also become her head to brush up on experience.

Moreover, she practiced swords every day, practiced Ouyang Xue's swords, and now she has also learned a little.

Yang Yuying is lazy, and if she doesn't force her head, she has more or less serious procrastination, but upgrading such sweet carrots hangs in front of her all the time, and she is still self-motivated.

If the bandits are willing to take the initiative to 'throw themselves into their arms', she is very willing to accept one or two.

For such a long time, the upgrade is all dependent on daily tasks, fishing, hunting, raising chickens, feeding ducks, cooking, and tossing so much that she almost forgets who she is.

She began to look forward to a few red names popping up, so that she could change her taste and fight monsters.

Of course, no matter how bad it is, the game minimap is in, and it's clear who is the enemy and who is the friend within a radius of three kilometers, and if you can't beat it, you can still run.

When the gang station is built, it will be even safer and worry-free, not to mention the small bandits, it is the beasts of the country who come to provoke, as long as it is not a large-scale march, she is not worried.

On the contrary, it is safer than in the capital, under the noses of the powerful.

After making an appointment with Aunt Liu to make clothes for the four seasons, Yang Yuying picked up the fishing tackle and walked out of the bamboo forest.

Thirty miles west of the old turtle mountain, there is a canyon, the common name is Feitian Gorge, the mountains on both sides are steep, the terrain is peculiar, it is the only way to go out of Dengzhou Mansion again, the caravan from the south to the north is inevitably passing by, there are quite a lot of bandits naturally, it can be regarded as a dangerous place of the first class in the north.

But the scenery is good, the streams are clear, the mountains are full of flowers, and the birds are singing and fragrant.

Yang Yuying chose a place by the river, pinched an unknown big leaf to make a fan, and fished in a beautiful way.

A gust of wind blew, the leaves fell, and there was a sudden movement behind her, Yang Yuying looked back and saw an old man walking down the mountain road with fishing tackle.

The old man was wearing a Confucian robe, his beard was half long and not short, he was very clean, his body was a little thin, his face looked like an ordinary scholar, he was a little fierce, and he stared at the stone where Yang Yuying was sitting.

"This stone is mine."

The old man frowned, puffed out his face and hummed, "I wrote a poem on it."

Yang Yuying smiled, neatly packed up the fishing tackle, and prepared to move to the side.

The old man was stunned, his face turned red, he coughed and cleared his throat: "Although it is mine, you came early today, and it is not impossible for you to let you once." ”

Yang Yuying sat back with a butt.

Old man: "......"

The sun is enough, the mountains and forests are a little less hot, the sun is speckled and falls between the streams, in the jungle, there is a different kind of charm.

Yang Yuying shook the leaves and sang a minor tune.

Two fishing rods entered the water, two fat fish were hooked, the half-arm-long one went into the basket, and the smaller half-arm-long one was thrown back.

“…… Pity a place with deep love, all the clothes are old, the story of Huangquan is endless, and the drama is difficult to ......"

Four more big fat fish went into the basket.

"The hand carves raw flowers, the blade winds into a painting, the famous merit tower, is a ...... somewhere by the bridge"

The old man sat for a long time, staring at the small fry with his thumb in the basket, and stood up hatefully to leave.

Yang Yuying was rarely kind and asked: "The mountain road is difficult to walk, and there are many bandits, can the old gentleman be picked up?" ”

"I'm only fifty-three, what an old man! Also bandits, which one is a bandit, come out and show me, see who can beat whom! ”

The old man blew his beard and glared, shook his hands and walked away.

Yang Yuying glanced at the big men who were frozen into icicles on the cliffs on both sides, and then scanned the mountain road from Ouyang Xue's perspective, so she didn't bother anymore. It is said that the bandits also divide the territory, and since someone has already occupied the treasure land of Feng Shui, presumably no one will come back today.

When Ouyang Xuebing's cold consciousness was either empty, or the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and with a slight sense, she had itchy hands and wanted to practice swords.

This is the gospel of the lazy.

For two days in a row, Yang Yuying came to fish every day, and she could always run into this slightly irritable old man, but the two of them didn't talk to each other much.

This old man's identity is not ordinary, and he is guarded by a master behind him.

The master was also discovered by her family's Ouyang Sword God.

Yang Yuying has gained a lot in the past two days, caught fifteen bandits, and exterminated two nests of mountain bandits, exchanged for thirty-six yuan, ate a whole fish feast, and was promoted to one level.

It also achieved the achievement of 'intimidating' the secret agents of the Imperial City Division.

The windless branches and leaves in the woods from time to time show the unquiet mood of these unlucky spies.

Especially Ouyang Xue didn't squint, and passed by, and the two bandits directly crashed into the big tree under the spy and instantly became icicles, and it is estimated that the sword qi with a chill broke a lock of the spout's hair, and a little black hair flew out of the air anyway.

Someone came to investigate, Yang Yuying expected it, and also recognized the shoe prints of the special black boots, which were the people of the Imperial City Division.

It took so much time to come, but it was a bit unexpected.

The sky is about to be twilight, the wind is slow, Yang Yuying sat on the ground, stewed delicious fish soup, and aged it for ten years, making a drunken fish with beautiful color and flavor.

Or the food is vulgar.

With the extension of the time of using Ouyang Xue's character card, she is immersed in role-playing, looking at the world with his eyes, feeling boundless loneliness all the time, everything in heaven and earth has become colorless as early as a certain moment in life, and for herself, life is like death.

That feeling is really not novel, after playing it for too long, she has to be extraordinary, and she really has to do more mundane things.

The fragrance of the fish became stronger and stronger, and it was a character like Ouyang Xue who was cast by ice and snow, who also fell into the mortal world from the sky, took a branch and cut it into chopsticks, and silently ate two bites.

At this time, the spies, who had been hiding in the treetops for two days, and were no more than fifteen years old, took a small shalf.

In other words, it was not easy for him to make this trip, tracking down the swordsman and Taoist priest was fruitless, and he was like a ghost in the world, saying that he would show up, and that he would disappear when he said he would disappear.

The other party's origin was not investigated, but every day he gnawed on the raw and cold dough with mouth-watering food, what a tragic word!