Chapter 118: The Return Trip
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Clothed in stars and wearing the moon, the sky was still dark, Mengyuan was walking on the way back to Anqing, he didn't want anyone to know his whereabouts, so he didn't take any carriage or other tools. To read the latest chapters, please lock the biquge.info of Aishang Novels
What's more, these days he has been lurking too deeply, and after repeating the poison plan, he feels that his heart is also full of poisonous juice, which has faintly affected the normal martial arts cultivation, he knows that this needs to be discharged, otherwise if he continues, I am afraid that he will not be far from going mad.
Walking and stopping, breathing in the fresh air of the countryside, Mengyuan's eyes began to become a little foggy. I took a flask from my wrist and poured it into my mouth, and a line of fire burned straight into my stomach.
He rarely drinks hard liquor, not only because it lowers his alertness, but also because he doesn't like to feel drunk. But at the moment, there is some depression in my heart, and drinking some strong liquor is not a bad thing.
After pouring a few sips of wine, he was drunk, and the slightly drunk feeling made him feel very comfortable, and when he wanted to drink it, the wine was gone. He couldn't help but sigh, put away the empty bottle, and quickened his pace slightly.
There was a little fishing fire in front of me, and I think it was an early fisherman, sorting out fishing tools. It's a small fishing village, and it doesn't even have a name, but the faint smell of fish in the air still brings popularity to these dozens of families.
He walked for nearly three hours, and his stomach was already empty, originally with his internal cultivation, not eating a meal was nothing, not to mention that there was even compressed food in his watch. But it was originally one of his nature to be delicious, and he smelled the aroma of porridge and rice coming from the curling smoke in the early morning, and his index finger moved.
According to Xiao Yu'er's instructions, he changed into a human skin mask, and he changed from a man in his early thirties to a middle-aged scribe. He was wearing an ordinary green cloth gown, but he didn't need to change it.
Although this small fishing village is not big, it is a small sparrow with all kinds of organs. In addition to the humble dwellings, there is also a small market on the threshing floor in the village. The village husbands and women took some vegetables, rice noodles, fish and fresh food to the market, shouting and selling.
After buying a bowl of tofu brains and two scallion pancakes with a few coppers, Meng Yuan sat down on a bench and drank hot tofu brains while smiling and watching a few well-dressed entertainers perform over there.
It was a troupe running the rivers and lakes, a girl in red was walking the rope over there, and a few men on the side were dancing with knives, some were turning their heels, and the gongs and drums were beating loudly, and sometimes some people cheered and some applauded.
Meng Yuan watched them gesturing hard, and felt better, so when the young man walked up to him with a gong, he took out a silver ingot that weighed two or two and put it in. Then listening to his happy thanks, looking at the simple faces of these people, he felt a lot better in his heart.
The prodigious men quickly broke out in a sweat, and under the command of an old sturdy old man, they carried the weapon guy onto a small boat. The girl was also a little tired, holding a glass of water and drinking it slowly.
A green-shirted young man suddenly appeared in the crowd, it was Bai Lingxiao, he walked up to the girl, took out a dozen taels of silver ingots, threw it on the ground and said, "You have worked hard today, these are for you to buy wine to drink." ”
The old man's face changed slightly: "Thank you for this young master, but it's ......"
Another person also came out of the crowd, it was that Li Mingsheng, and said loudly: "Why did the young master give you silver, you have to understand." ”
An arrogant smile appeared on Bai Lingxiao's face, Li Mingsheng took the girl's hand, pushed her to Bai Lingxiao's side and said, "Our eldest brother likes you, go sit with him." ”
The old man walked over and forced a smile and said, "Our girl is still young, let's wait for two years." ”
Li Mingsheng punched the old man in the chest and said, "If you want to be verbose, the uncles can't wait." ”
The old man sat on the ground, and the girl was already crying in fright.
Meng Yuan frowned, originally he was not a nosy person, but it happened that he was in a bad mood because of these days, and it was easy to get a little better, and when he encountered this incident again, his heart became unhappy again.
Touching his sleeve, there was a little more cold light between his five fingers, it was a cold iron flying knife he had obtained from the underground palace.
"The end of the world is just a stone's throw away".
He seemed to move, but he didn't seem to move, his Heavenly Dao footwork had reached the peak of the 4th layer, it was really in the Zhangxu Fangyuan, advancing and retreating like a god, just a blink of an eye. The blade of the cold iron flying knife in his hand slashed through the girdle around the waists of the two of them, and the two of them didn't realize it.
Right there, Li Mingsheng said, "Uncles, I can't wait." At that time, the two of them felt that their waists were loose, and before they could react, their inner and outer pants fell off together and fell below their knees, revealing their hairy lower bodies.
Suddenly, there was an uproar in the field, the older ones pointed at them, and the younger ones couldn't help laughing. Those big girls and little daughters-in-law, three aunts and six wives, screamed even more.
Bai Lingxiao, Li Mingsheng's two faces, immediately became the color of pig's liver.
"People's hearts are not ancient, the world is declining, you are naked in front of the public, it is really immoral, there is immorality, there is ......"
Meng Yuan shook his head, put on a sour look, muttered in his mouth, walked past the two of them, and helped the old man up.
Li Mingsheng raised his eyebrows and said in a cruel voice: "Stinky poor and sour, do you want to find death." With his pants in one hand and a big fist in the other, he hammered Meng Yuan behind his back with the sound of whirring wind.
Hammer it up!
Li Mingsheng was complacent, but he felt that his fist was wrapped in an invisible force, like a punch into a paste bucket, and he wanted to withdraw his fist, only to feel a strange hot and unbearable internal breath, which came from the other party's body, as if he had dug a hole in his skin, and then poured boiling oil.
The breath made him feel that the blood in his body seemed to be boiled, and his facial features and seven orifices seemed to be spewing fire together. There was a hoarse scream, and his tall and strong body fell straight down, and his eyes were already more white and less black.
"Hey, what's wrong with you." Meng Yuan turned around, looked at Li Mingsheng on the ground with some confusion, looked up at the sky again, and said, "The weather is not hot, why did he faint, is he crazy?" ”
He pointed at Bai Lingxiao and said: "Give him your sword scabbard to bite in his mouth, be careful not to let him bite off his tongue, the young man nowadays has no common sense at all......"
Bai Lingxiao's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost, he pulled out his sword with a snort, and the sword light flashed, stabbing at Meng Yuan's chest like a poisonous snake.
Meng Yuan's face was shocked, his feet suddenly slipped, his body leaned back, he fell to the sky, rushed forward, and his raised feet just stepped on Bai Lingxiao's pair of knees. I only heard the sound of tooth-aching fractures, and Bai Lingxiao's body was kicked by him and flew up, flying right above Mengyuan. It fell to the ground like a door panel, and immediately fell to his back and breathed, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Meng Yuan clumsily got up from the place, patted the dust on his body and said: "Oh, why did you fall again, you are young, you can't walk, and you still want to kill people with a knife, now it's okay, it's all down." ”
The old man was also stunned, but his experienced old face was still full of gratitude, and he thanked him one after another.
Meng Yuan smiled and said, "Looking at the appearance of my brother, I think I want to leave here." As he spoke, his eyes swept over the two men on the ground, and then he looked at the boat.
The old man was shocked, Meng Yuan hinted that it had reached such a point, if he didn't understand, it was really for nothing to live so old. hurriedly greeted twice, took the girl and a few disciples, and left in a hurry.
Meng Yuan also ignored the two people on the ground, bought some more dry food, and set off for Anqing.
After this little episode, he returned to Anqing and became the same Kong Li again, and Jiang Beihe was also quite happy to see him return. But Meng Yuan noticed that Jiang Beihe seemed to be a little uneasy in his heart, as if he had heard some news that made him very worried.
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