When the thieves saw that they were surrounded, they were dumbfounded, and they threw their instruments on the ground one after another, holding their heads in their hands.

Ah Niu gasped and muttered:

Oh my mother, it's so dangerous!

He sat on the ground and gasped for air.

Ziwei walked in front and asked Ah Niu, "Where is Feng'er?"

"I'm here!"

It just so happened that Feng'er and Huang Laoxian escorted Zhu Lin out of the cave. Hearing Ziwei ask Ah Niu, he replied loudly.

Ziwei led a man who looked like an officer to stride forward and asked with concern, "Feng'er, are you okay?"

"It's okay!" said Feng'er.

Ziwei pointed to the officials and officers behind him and said, "This is Lord Yang of Fengcheng County, and this is Fang Baihu." ”

Feng'er clasped her hands into fists and was about to kneel down and salute.

Yang Zhixian stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and hurriedly said, "No courtesy! No courtesy!"

Feng'er was about to forcibly salute, and suddenly heard Fang Baihu turn around and shout: "Tie up all the thieves!"

The officers and soldiers swarmed up, and in a few moments they tied up the bandits.

"Feng'er is chivalrous and courageous, for the eradication of bandits in this county, I thank you on behalf of the people of Fengcheng. ”

Feng'er said: "Lord Yang has won the prize, and Feng'er killed Fang Naotian in a self-defeating way." This is Zhu Lin, the owner of the second village, who was captured alive by me and handed over to the adults. Feng'er pointed at Zhu Lin.

Zhu Lin puffed out a pair of small eyes as if he was not convinced, turned his head to see Huang Laoxian, and shouted: "Huang Laoxian, you magic stick! I don't know something, and I'm here to ask you." ”

Huang Laoxian turned around slowly and asked, "Is there anything that the second village master doesn't understand?" You might as well ask, so as not to end up in prison and become ill." ”

"You god! Always talk nonsense, and say it's a heavenly machine. You calculate that the master of the village can live to be ninety-nine and eight years old. Why did you die today?"

Zhu Lin asked.

Huang Laoxian raised his head and laughed.

"An ignorant child can only be a thief, a calculator, and arithmetic is also. How old is your village master?"

"Twenty-six years old. Zhu Lin replied.

"Ninety-nine plus eight years old, ninety-nine plus eight is one hundred and seven. Or ninety-nine-eighty-one, plus nine is ninety years old, aren't you talking nonsense?"

"Hahaha, people like you who do evil, you still want to ask for a big number, and heaven doesn't allow it! Have you ever counted nine plus nine plus eight?"

"Nine plus nine is eighteen, and eighteen plus eighty-twenty-six. Oh my God, Huang Lao'er, why didn't you say it earlier?" Zhu Lin was about to collapse.

"Heavenly Machine!" Huang Laoxian was leisurely.

Yang County Ling and Fang Baihu laughed when they heard it.

"Huang Lao'er, I still have a question, you said that this village starts from the sand and falls in the wind. I already know that the sand is gathering into a hill. What is the explanation for falling into the wind? How can it be so dilapidated when the weather is sunny and windless?" Zhu Lin asked again.

"People are not as good as the sky, and the wind is not as good as the wind, what do you say his name is?"

Huang Laoxian pointed to Feng'er and asked Zhu Lin.

"Lin Feng'er?!······· Hahaha, Huang Lao'er, Huang Shen'er, Huang Shen'er, Huang Shenxian······" Zhu Lin went insane.

Yang County Ling and Fang Baihu laughed again.

"Huang Shenxian, please count me again. Zhu Lin begged.

At this time, Du Ling tidied up his clothes and walked out of the back hall. With tears in his eyes, he saw Zhu Lin standing and talking to Huang Laoxian. I can't help but feel a fire in my heart. When he saw the saber that Fang Baihu was carrying, he stepped up and pulled it out, stabbing it at Zhu Lin's chest. I only heard Zhu Lin scream and slowly fell to the ground.

Huang Laoxian twisted his beard and said unhurriedly: "What do you say, isn't this the same as making trouble for Fang?"

"God... Immortals..." Zhu Lin died of anger.

Yang County Ling pointed at Du Ling and asked Ziwei: "This is Miss Du, right?"

"Yes, Du Ling. Come and see Lord Yang!" Ziwei said.

"Excuse me. Yang Xian Ling said to Huang Laoxian again: "The old immortal is really a god! Admire this county!"

"The old Huang Qiancheng knows a little about "Zhou Yi". Walk the streets and alleys to make a living. Yesterday, I passed through this mountain and didn't want to be hijacked by the bandits, so the two thieves persuaded me to join the gang and be their military advisor. Although the old man is not good, he still knows that courtesy, righteousness, honesty and shame and the sky is high and the earth is thick, how can he walk with tigers and wolves? Fortunately, today's wind saved me from fire and water. Otherwise, the old decay will not be long in coming. It is a blessing to meet Lord Yang today. "People who have run through the rivers and lakes have a good eloquence, and fortune tellers are even more outstanding.

"Old immortal, the surname of this county is Yang Mingshu and many leaves, if you don't give up, you might as well stay in the county government with me, take care of the paperwork and deal with the affairs of the people. Yang Zhixian said.

"Thank you, Lord Yang, for lifting up! The old man is used to being scattered, and he is an idle cloud and a wild crane, and he does not dare to hope to enter and exit the public gate. Huang Laoxian excused himself and said.

"It's fine. Then don't go to beg for a few of you, follow me to the county government to be a messenger, eat and drink without worry, better than your wind and rain. Yang Zhixian said.

Feng'er didn't take revenge, and when she heard Yang County's order to keep her, she hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Thank you Lord Yang for your kindness!" Ziwei was ordered by his father to go to Beijing to join his relatives, Feng'er promised to escort him all the way, and he didn't dare to see any differences, and he ended up in the name of being unkind and unjust, and I hope Lord Yang will be more considerate. ”

Yang Zhixian was bored with himself, so he had to say: "Okay then! Today, you have made great contributions to the people's harm, and the county will award 50 taels of silver, and talk about making tea all the way." ”

"Thank you Lord Yang for the reward, Feng'er heard that Lord Yang has always been honest, and the yamen does not have much treasury silver, we are used to begging for flowers, and we don't need to use silver money to buy food. Let's keep it for the people. Feng'er said.

"True righteous beggar!" Lord Yang praised repeatedly.

"Lord Yang, if there is no place to use the wind, we will go down the mountain, and we will be in a hurry. Feng'er said.

"Okay, take care all the way! If you come back, you are welcome to come to the county office to find me at any time. We're going to have to clean up the bandits' den, so we're not far away. Yang Zhixian said with his fists clenched.

"The old man also resigns!" Huang Laoxian made a resignation.

"Okay!"

Just as the wind was saying goodbye to Yang Zhixian, a black shadow lurking at the foot of the mountain quietly slipped down the mountain.

Feng'er and his entourage returned to Qingxikou and said goodbye to Huang Laoxian.

Huang Laoxian suddenly said: "Feng'er, when you meet Shamo, you will think about returning when you see the screen." ”