In the morning of late autumn, the weather was slightly cold, the north wind slowly replaced the southeast wind, and the Yunmeng Continent was about to usher in early winter.

Under the attention of countless light and dark eyeliner, Chen Che walked out of the post house early, and as a few days ago, he had breakfast at the street stall, walked around, and calmly passed by the mulberry tree at the West City Gate.

Just glanced at it, Chen Che was excited, because, under the small oval mark he carved, someone had chiseled up several small square pits and completed a whole picture of the "cold well".

Chen Che hurriedly walked by, his face did not fluctuate at all, because his excitement was suppressed by him. Zhefang's most stable "cold well" organization finally replied, everything was ready, and he was only owed this east wind.

It wasn't until he returned to the downtown that Chen Che was relieved and walked up, and his shoulders became bumpy.

"Ahh

Chen Che was so excited that he trotted and stood behind Le Qingdie, like a dumb monkey who had only found the divine fruit, he laughed wildly and silently, and his eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth were squeezed into a flower.

The ecstatic Chen Che raised his trembling right hand, but he quickly clenched it and took it back excitedly, and raised his trembling left hand again, and he still took it back excitedly.

After a long absence, close friendship and timidity, Chen Che couldn't hide his excitement, and he didn't know how to greet the sixth sister for a while.

In the end, Chen Che gave up the bold idea of hugging Senior Sister Le's waist and turning around three times, but suddenly grabbed Le Qingdie's arm, and then turned and jumped in front of her, while shouting: "Sixth sister!

"Ahh

Chen Che's mind was blank, and after a second of power outage, Chen Che let go of the girl, did not speak, did not apologize, walked ten steps east along the street, and then picked up the arm of an uncle who was in a hurry, turned and jumped forward, and shouted: "Sixth sister, where to escape!"

The uncle was so frightened that he couldn't stop and almost fell to the ground, but by the time the uncle reacted and was about to scold, Chen Che had already taken another ten steps forward.

"Sixth sister, where to escape!"

An old man who was walking early in the morning then took the trick, and his eyes rolled several times in fright, before he could settle down, and his beloved bird cage was also thrown into the sky by him.

In this way, Chen Che "attacked" several people in a row, and it was not until he turned the corner that he leaned against the wall, patted his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself: "Phew... Fortunately, I am clever, otherwise I would have ended up miserable if I molested a girl on the street, and I would either lose a lot of money or marry home!". Thinking of the latter end, Chen Che trembled with fright.

"Alas, the clear-eyed one is a fool!" The girl with the sausage who was "attacked" threw down a similar sentence one after another, and everyone went about their own business.

"Sixth sister, how are you doing in Changjing? Why can't you send me a letter? I just want to know how you are doing?" Chen Che returned to the post house in despair, for some reason, it was really uncomfortable to miss someone.

In the empty heart, the thoughts are like water vapor slowly condensed into water droplets, slowly from small to large, whether Chen Che is in a hurry, or not, the water droplets turned into thoughts will never change its condensation speed, and when Chen Che wants to cover his thoughts with busyness, it "ding" sounds, dripping in the empty heart lake, looking back in shock, Le Qingdie's clear smiling face suddenly drifted in the ripples of the heart lake.

Chen Che walked around in a daze, wandering around Quxia City for a whole day like a soul, and finally dissipated his longing for the sixth sister, and tired the eyeliner who was watching him half to death.

It was getting late, Chen Che returned to the post house, had a simple dinner, picked up a book, and sat in front of the window to read it as he had done a few days ago.

"Look at the move!" Long Xiaoyu twisted his waist, struck Fang Bi's left wrist, and then flashed an arc, avoiding the opponent's block, and played a beautiful "Spirit Monkey Fishing for the Moon".

Fang Bi's shoulders were numb, and he took a slap from Long Xiaoyu, Fang Bi kicked away the stool and launched a pursuit, until he was tired and sweated profusely, and he didn't touch Long Xiaoyu's clothes.

In fact, the two fought very boringly, especially for a few days in a row, but this was explained by Mr. Xiao, although they were puzzled, they still chose to obey.

"It's okay!" Chen Che stood a paper figure in front of the candle flame, slowly squatted down, took out a gray rabbit from the cage behind the cabinet, and put it into a special wooden box.

The two spies in charge of monitoring yawned for a long time, and the scene they saw tonight was no different from the previous few days, and the two did not dare to slack off, until the lights in Chen Che's house went out, and the two spies took turns to sleep.

The shadow of Chen Che reading in front of the window is an illusion projected by a paper figure on the window, and the lights are turned off because Chen Che only uses half a candle, and the candle is extinguished.

That night, Chen Che dug up the masonry of the house wall, followed the three post guards who went to Changjing, knocked them out of the city, grabbed the token post flag, and galloped to Changjing overnight.

After several days of hurrying, wave after wave of classics and masters appeared on the official road in Quxia Guanxi, but unfortunately, the three black post guards who were passing by were exactly their targets, they did not intercept Chen Che and the others, and consciously gave way, because they thought that the post guards were transmitting urgent official documents.

In this way, when the masters of the classic sect surrounded the post house and shouted, Chen Che and the three of them had already left Quxia Pass, and Quxia Pass was already a hundred miles away behind them.

In the miserable post house, the master of the canonical education "hummed and chirped" lying in the courtyard, rushing back and forth, their two strands of flesh and blood that had long been grinded by the saddle were blurred, and the officials and servants bandaged them with simple medicine, and then carefully helped them onto the new war horses.

Chen Che pulled the pegasus, stopped on the steepest and narrowest section of the Baifang Valley, probed into the ink gall with one hand, felt out a few stones, and threw them out with strength, "dong dong dong" several sounds, and on a cold well map on the rock wall on the left, there were immediately a few more stones in the wellhead.

A black-clad masked man crept into the forest, repeating a strange bird's call, and in the quiet of the woods, many similarly dressed people appeared, and they hurriedly met each other, and then quickly dispersed, re-hiding on both sides of the White Valley.

Chen Che turned over and dismounted, led Fang Bilong Xiaoyu forward for a few feet, found a big stone beside the road, shook off the dust with his sleeve, sat down with a butt, and then took out a flute from his arms and blew it leisurely.

Long Xiaoyu and Fang Bi stood on both sides of Chen Che respectively, the bodyguards were full of style, and the curious Mr. Liguan picked up the pursuers.

Long Xiaoyu smashed Fang Bi with his elbow, Fang Bi's face was like a bitter melon, he didn't look at Long Xiaoyu, he hid impatiently, and in a series of disputes with Long Xiaoyu, Fang Bi groped out a truth: Seeing this rogue beauty, a hundred battles will inevitably be lost.

Long Xiaoyu didn't look at Fang Bi, nor did he speak, he smashed Fang Bi with his elbow again, Fang Bi couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head suddenly, and was about to throw Long Xiaoyu a vicious warning look, but as soon as Fang Bi saw clearly what Long Xiaoyu was pinching with his two white fingers, his two eyes instantly turned from anger to joy, and he snatched it with a "swish", and gave Long Xiaoyu a "great gratitude" look.

In fact, what Long Xiaoyu handed to Fang Bi was not a precious treasure, just two balls of cotton, however, scarcity is precious, at this moment, Long Xiaoyu and Fang Bi need cotton balls, and this cotton ball will not be exchanged for the two roast ducks.

Fang Bi hurriedly stuffed the cotton ball into his ears, his eyes were clear, his body and mind were refreshed, and he felt like his life had been saved.

A festive song commonly used in the newlyweds, stunned by the little gentleman to blow out new tricks, if the bride and groom listen, I am afraid that the heart of divorce has!

"Ga!" At the sound of "Ga!" , Chen Chedi's voice suddenly stopped, he staggered forward three steps, turned his head to look behind him, Long Xiaoyu and Fang Bi had already weapons in their hands, surrounding the big stone that almost knocked Mr. Xiao to the ground.

"Click!" There was a crisp sound, a crack appeared on the big stone, and soon, the dust shook down, the stone split in two, and a masked man stood up from the stone shell and bowed deeply to Chen Che.

"I'm sorry to interrupt the little gentleman's Ya... Yaqu, confess... Confession! I suddenly remembered to hide here... If there is something wrong, this will be transferred to another place and confessed... Accuse!" The masked man didn't wait for Chen Che to reply, and along with his fake stone, all disappeared with a "whoosh".

"Hey, don't run, listen to me play this song up close, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" Chen Che patted his leg, feeling sorry for that person, it was really unpleasant.

Chen Che found a big stone again, knocked on it for thousands of dollars, and made sure that it was a real stone, then sat down and began to play his flute music that the gods and ghosts must hide.

The ground trembled, and a large wave of knights turned into the White Valley, and the first thing that came to everyone's ears was the flute music, but this flute music was quickly lost in the scolding of the knights.

"Huh~~" The first person stopped far away, and the knights rode into the bushes on both sides, and soon formed a crescent-shaped encirclement.

"It's Zhefang Chen Che who is blowing the trumpet in front?"

"What do you know, what's the number? This is the flute!"

"Ahem..."Shi Sheng was a little embarrassed, he really didn't hear that it was a flute sound, "Why don't you run!

"You-" Chen Che was very angry, and pointed his flute directly at the visitor, "How can you rob me of my words, this sentence is what I should have said, you green hat valley master, your mouth is really fast, then you can ask yourself and answer yourself!"