Jiang Pingchuan fused the new vitality left in his body by the horse face, and had the ability of the horse face to shuttle yin and yang, Jiang Pingchuan went back to Sanjiang County and went to Pushui River to see Yu Lao, who had died in the hands of Jun Moyan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And Jiang Pingchuan himself did not let Jun Moyan bear the pain he suffered in the end, he went to the sacrificial hall, and only the stone statue of the mysterious woman was left intact in the sacrificial hall, and the other three stone statues had been cracked and shattered.

Jiang Pingchuan didn't meet many people after he woke up, this time he woke up for the cause and effect he left in Changfeng, but there is no cause and no effect, there must be effect, and some cause and effect cannot be eliminated.

Jiang Pingchuan can see everything when he walks on the street, but this everything can't perceive his existence, Jiang Pingchuan stood at the door of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion and saw Yuan Hao in the Yang City of Yin and Yang City.

Yuan Hao came to pick up his wife home, and his wife is the Oiran of Baihua Pavilion, Jiang Pingchuan just told Yuan Hao that his wife was still waiting for him to go back, after the royal capital was rewarded, Yuan Hao came to Yangcheng and wanted to take his wife home, but Yuan Hao was very sad when he learned that his wife had fallen into the red dust and became a dusty woman.

But he didn't leave, and stood at the door of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion for three days and three nights just to see his wife, and when Oiran learned that her husband had not died on the battlefield, but had made great achievements in battle, he had been rewarded, but the crying pear blossom rain did not want to see her husband.

Today's Yuan Hao is a famous general, but he is just a dusty woman who does not abide by women's morals, how can he have a face Yuan Hao, Jiang Pingchuan stood quietly in the crowd and looked at the infatuated Yuan Hao waiting for the appearance of the Oiran.

"General Yuan, let's go, Sister Feng'er doesn't want to see you"

A woman dressed in flowers stood in front of Yuan Hao and said mournfully, Yuan Hao was like a wooden man who didn't pay attention to anyone's persuasion, he insisted on waiting until the flower of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion came out to see him.

"Feng'er, you go home with me, I will make all those who defile you pay the price, and those who have hurt you will all be responsible for their crimes, you come out, I will take you away"

Yuan Hao looked at the second floor and shouted loudly, no one laughed at Yuan Hao's inadequacy, everyone knew that the current Yuan Hao was no longer the stupid boy he used to be, besides, the new king ascended the throne, and all the corrupt officials who oppressed the people were all being purged, and Yuan Hao's words were also very pleasant.

A person who was willing to risk offending his colleagues for his own woman, everyone present felt that Na Feng'er should come down and follow Yuan Hao to leave this dusty land and start a new life.

"You go, if you still love me, you go"

Suddenly, the window on the second floor was opened, Feng'er looked at Yuan Hao downstairs with red eyes, and said softly, Yuan Hao snorted, and stood in place with a disappointed face, lowered his head and thought for a while, and finally turned to leave.

"You Stop"

Suddenly, Feng'er's voice came from behind him, Yuan Hao looked stunned, and hurriedly turned around and saw that Feng'er had rushed out of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, Yuan Hao held Feng'er in his arms, for fear that the woman in front of him would leave him and run away alone.

"Yuan Hao, let me ask you, do you really still love me?"

Feng'er looked at Yuan Hao in front of her with red eyes and two lines of tears, Yuan Hao reached out to hold Feng'er's hand and looked at Feng'er's eyes carefully.

"Feng'er, with you in this life, Yuan Hao is full of death"

Yuan Hao said with a whimper, but Feng'er had a worried look on her face.

"But I have a pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows, and I have a little red lips to taste ......."

"We start a new life"

Yuan Hao didn't let Feng'er finish his words and said directly, Feng'er replied with tears and cried in Yuan Hao's arms, and everyone present also applauded and blessed this ending seems to be the ending that people are most willing to accept.

Jiang Pingchuan hurriedly flashed his body and left here, the previous Yin Yang City was particularly lively, but Feng Xiaoge's death made the people of Yin Yang City always uninterested, Jiang Pingchuan revisited all the places he had been to in the Changfeng Continent.

He went to the Tuoba tribe, where the inhabitants were resettled by Lan Dao and sent heavy troops to protect it, there are only three of the seven marquis of Changfeng Continent now, and one of the old marquis is the Marquis of Zhenjiang, who maintained his attitude in the war and was imprisoned by his own men.

After the end of the war, the first thing he did when he was rescued was to rush to the royal capital, and the rest were two new marquis, one was Jiang Pingchuan and the other was the palace master, but in the eyes of everyone, the two marquis were dead.

Jiang Pingchuan came to Wang Du on the way to the imperial city and saw a large number of people gathered at the gate of the city, a few people in the crowd were constantly discussing something, and when Jiang Pingchuan approached, he found that he had just heard the voices of those people, and it turned out that it was just one person talking, and the storyteller in front of him was telling the story of Jiang Pingchuan.

"That day, Pingchuan passed through the Tuoba tribe, and saw that the Taishan bear was a disaster for the people, so he shot and killed the Taishan bear, do you know how the Pingchuan general killed the Taishan bear who did evil?"

"Shirtless, fighting the Tarzan bear?"

"Blowing up the Tarzan bear with the Shura gun?"

Seeing that the audience present was so enthusiastic about guessing how Jiang Pingchuan killed the Taishan bear, with a smile on his face, he took a sip of the tea on the table, and suddenly put the teacup in his hand on the table, and there was silence in the audience, and everyone knew that the storyteller in front of him was about to uncover the truth.

General Pingchuan broke off a branch, and the lightning and thunder pierced the head of the Taishan bear, and with one move, the Taishan bear was cut at his feet...... Sassy and heroic......"

"Good ......"

"If you are rewarded, I will say that General Pingchuan will not drag mud and water......"

As soon as the storyteller's voice ended, there was a round of applause, and the storyteller laughed, obviously satisfied with the audience's reaction, but Jiang Pingchuan could also hear it, and it was also a pleasure to hear his own things being used to tell the story.

The storyteller's exquisite ventriloquist and the gripping plot always make the audience sweat for Jiang Pingchuan in the story, and then applaud loudly, and before he knew it, Jiang Pingchuan had stopped listening for a long, long time.

The storyteller didn't feel tired, but the more he talked, the more excited he became, the story was three points false and seven points true, and the audience also had many reveries, and even some children held Jiang Pingchuan's wooden Shura gun in their hands and kept waving it, causing everyone to laugh.

"On that day, General Pingchuan in front of the royal capital never flinched in the face of Jun Moyan's millions of elite soldiers, and rode one by one to fight the enemy in the battlefield......"

"I heard that General Pingchuan's words can deter the heroes of the three armies from speaking loudly, is this true......

Suddenly, someone looked at the storyteller and said, the storyteller pretended to smile mysteriously, nodded, and then put his bench on the table, drank a large bowl of water, and looked at the people present with cold eyes.

"This matter is absolutely true, that day General Pingchuan crossed the Yunma and stood in front of thousands of troops and horses with a Shura spear in his hand......

"Smack......

The storyteller stood on his bench and let himself stand tall, everyone looked up at the storyteller on the bench, the storyteller held a wooden stick and threw the porcelain bowl in his hand directly on the ground, splashing a piece of broken flowers, everyone present was angry, and looked at the storyteller with burning eyes.

"Bloody rain and bloody wind, raising eyebrows and laughing, pointing to the gun and asking the poor ......"

"Bah......"

"Wait, there are still capable people who dare to fight in Pingchuan......"

The storyteller suddenly stabbed the wooden stick in his hand into the sky, and said coldly, everyone present looked at the storyteller with stunned expressions, and immediately applauded thunderously......

"Hehe, I'm not talented, I can't tell the life and deeds of General Pingchuan vividly, everyone, when I first arrived in the treasure land, I don't say it well, I hope you forgive me, those who have money hold a money field, and those who don't have money hold a personal field......"

The storyteller got down from the stool, packed up his package, looked at the people in front of him and said, everyone was also generous, all of them rewarded the storyteller in front of him, the storyteller thanked him one by one, and then picked up his bag and looked at the people who were still unfinished in the audience, and smiled.

"Everyone, if you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next breakdown, see you here tomorrow, farewell"

The storyteller bowed his hand to the crowd, turned around with a smile, took his bounty money, walked through the crowd, took out a pot of wine, drank it with a tune in his mouth, and walked along the street, Jiang Pingchuan looked at the back of the storyteller, and was about to turn around and leave, but found a woman.

The moment he saw the figure, Jiang Pingchuan was stunned in place, there was no difference between the figure and Zhou Ning'er, Jiang Pingchuan hurriedly rubbed his eyes, and when he looked at it again, there was no longer the figure of the woman, Jiang Pingchuan had to smile bitterly and secretly sighed that he was hallucinating.

His own Ning'er has been scattered between heaven and earth, how can he appear in front of his eyes again, thinking about this, Jiang Pingchuan turned gloomily and walked towards the imperial city of the royal capital, just when Jiang Pingchuan just turned to leave, a woman walked out of the alley, looked at Jiang Pingchuan's lonely back, smiled slightly, and chased after the storyteller in the direction where he disappeared.

When the woman looked at the back of the storyteller, she took two quick steps and chased after her, patting the storyteller's back, and the storyteller turned around and looked at the woman in front of her with a smile.

"Girl, what's the matter with you?"

The storyteller looked up and down at the woman in front of him, asked softly, lifted his wine jug, took another sip of wine, and looked very comfortable.

"I want to know the end of the story"

The woman's bright eyes looked at the storyteller in front of her, and the storyteller laughed when she heard the woman's words.

"Everyone in the world knows that General Hirakawa has died in battle, what is the end to speak of"

When the storyteller said this, he drank a few sips of wine, looked at the woman in front of him with a blank look and sad eyes, and said in a deep voice, but the woman shook her head and didn't want to believe it.

"He's not going to die, he's ......"

"Everything is fate, and whether there is fate or not depends on creation"

After the storyteller finished speaking, he ignored the woman in front of him and turned to leave, and the woman stood stunned and looked at the back of the storyteller.

"What should I do"

"Three days later, at the seventy-six zhang of Qiyun Mountain in Dongzhou, help him leave, and you can repair a line of marriage"

The storyteller waved his hand at the woman and drank the wine in his hand and walked forward slowly, the woman listened to the storyteller's words, turned away, and the figure gradually faded into the crowd, but the storyteller stopped and looked back at the place where the woman disappeared and sighed.

"The world is unpredictable, the three worlds look for people and don't see people, don't look for people, people come, create, create ......" (to be continued.) )