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The wind and rain stopped, and the air was filled with the smell of earth.

When temporarily sheltering from the rain in the forest, Wu Zhe and Mu Qingya were playing guessing in the carriage. Mu Qingya is not willing to accompany her on weekdays, but at this moment, Wu Zhe can understand sign language, it is much easier to play, and she is really enjoying it.

For Wu Zhe, Mu Qingya is a school flower-level beauty, although her appearance is deliberately worse at the moment, but it is good to know it in her heart. It's very cool to scratch each other's noses and fight each other in the game.

This world game is too simple, and if you have time, it's good to get some gizmos.

Although the rain stopped, the roadbed was not solid due to the sudden rain just now. The horses will walk much slower than usual, and they will not be able to catch up with the town where they have landed. The head of the dart asked Zong Zhilian for instructions.

Is there a safe place to settle nearby?, Zong Zhilian asked.

There is a dilapidated house, although it is dirty, but it can always block some wind and cold. Or go back a bit, back to the nearest sheep slashing town.

Ruoyao, what do you think?Zong Zhilian asked.

Ask me what to do? Wu Zhe and Mu Qingya were having a lot of fun.

Zong Zhilian smiled: You are a dog-headed military advisor. Our army must not advance quickly now, and hesitate to retreat slowly, what should we do?

...... Wu Zhe glanced at the old man who was sitting alone in a carriage behind him and said, "I'll ask him."

The dart head was inexplicable, but Zong Zhilian smiled and let Wu Zhe go.

Cheap daddy...... Wu Zhe called out the sloppy old man.

Girl, you're tormented. The sloppy old man doesn't take this cheap name.

Then I'll call you old man. Wu Zhe went down the pole quickly, and said directly: It's not easy to walk in the rain, what should you do with your experience, old man?

How do I know? The sloppy old man looked at the sky: he walked on weekdays. All I know is that the rain has stopped this evening, and tomorrow will be a good day.

Wu Zhe said a few more words, but he didn't gain much. And he returned.

Even if you have a strict mouth, but Elder Bai is willing to make a special appearance, there will be something boring.

Wu Zhe thought about the situation at that time and reasoned. If Elder Bai had followed his own breath, the evolutionary body would most likely have sounded the alarm from afar like a night attack, saying that he had been locked by a strong man. But there was no siren in his mind at that time, and Elder Bai was probably staring at his group for a long time. Just come out at the right time. In this way, the old man is suspicious.

The old man refused to make up his mind. Wu Zhe shrugged his shoulders: Captain, you can decide it yourself, I don't understand.

Since you are on a mission, you can't be too cowardly. Let's go to the house. Zong Zhi thought about it: It's just that you should be more vigilant at night.

The dart master arched his hand, and arranged for the coachman to deviate slightly from the main road.

The road was muddy from the showers, and the horses had a hard time moving forward. If you are not careful, you will easily fall into the mud and break your legs.

The rut was even more difficult, and the coachman jumped out of the car many times to put straw on it.

Fortunately, it was not far from the dilapidated house that the dart head said, and everyone arrived quickly.

It looks like an abandoned house. Gloomy in the twilight, with no sound.

Wu Zhe looked at it carefully, and didn't feel any alarm from the evolutionary body, so he didn't say much.

Darts walk horses, mud legs are difficult to pull. Borrow the ground to rest, disturb and tolerate. The Zhao family's dart bureau is polite! These four dart masters are the names of the Zhao family, and they shouted polite words before entering the mansion.

After waiting for a few breaths, there was no response inside. The crowd tied up the chariots. I cleaned up a little and went inside to rest.

The house is dilapidated. However, the main structure was not damaged. The showers did not wet the room, and it was good to close the door to protect from the wind.

Go over there and change your clothes. Zong Zhilian sympathized with the groom, took out a few extra robes he bought at the custom fabric store and handed them over.

The carriages were of good grade, and only a few coachmen were drenched. Several subordinates hurriedly thanked and praised the owner for his good heart.

Considering the presence of Wu Zhe and Mu Qingya, the two young girls, several coachmen wanted to find a secluded place to change clothes.

Wu Zhe has more eyes. Stop: Don't go away, just change here.

She has long been reading the plot of the haunted house or something, and there is always a feeling that a few people will not be able to come back once they go.

Zong Zhilian approvingly: In this way, he is worthy of being our dog-headed military advisor.

Mu Qingya next to her blushed, but quickly understood what Wu Zhe meant by caution. Pulled Wu Zhe to turn his back.

Several coachmen confessed, and they carried Wu Zhe and Mu Qingya on their backs and changed into new robes.

The night was already getting dark, and the junior dart master came to make a fire, and the coachman helped clear the ground, and the thatched people sat down.

The coachman went to the door again, unloaded the horses, and brought them in, and stood in the corner to rest together. Luckily, the lobby is spacious enough to accommodate it.

The only problem is that as soon as the door closes, the smell of the sloppy old man becomes stronger.

Even those horses couldn't stand it, and they wanted to kick it all the time.

You have to find an airtight place and stay away from everyone.

Wu Zhe swept through the dilapidated lobby and caught a glimpse of a large basket in the corner.

Wu Zhe smiled sharply in his heart, and arranged for the coachman: go and bring the rope hanging on the car outside. Yes, take more. Well, tie the big basket a few times. Wrap it around the beam and hang it up to try it.

...... The sloppy old man felt a little bad.

Sure enough, after a short while, the old man sat in the basket, was hoisted close to the beam, and staggered.

The old man's protest was ineffective, and Wu Zhe pressed him into the basket with his own hands.

If Elder Bai and the others were still observing in the dark, they would definitely roll on the ground with laughter. The Sect Master of the Sword Fighting Sect, with a huge status, in order to test the candidate for apprenticeship, actually fell to the point of being hung up in a basket......

Wu Zhe asked Zong Zhilian and the others.

The crowd was already too happy to straighten their waists.

Mu Qingya was a little embarrassed to treat the old man like this, and pulled the corner of Wu Zhe's clothes softly.

Wu Zhe didn't care: he was to blame for this. Wait a minute, we'll just throw it up for him.

Also, if he is below, who will eat it? Hu Yun agreed ruthlessly. No matter how long he stays, he still knows this bit of proportion.

So there was no objection.

Cured meat...... A dart master craned his neck and looked at it and muttered.

Not to mention, it's a bit of a marinated meat. Zong Zhilian smiled: At least it's quite tasteful.

The crowd laughed. Ignoring the old man's protests from above, he sat down around the fire and began to eat dinner.

How could the grade of the various foods that Zong Zhilian bought with this large amount of money be lower? Moreover, he did not mind giving the coachman the same food, which made the atmosphere of the crowd quite harmonious.

I'll try it first, if it's not delicious, I will tell you. Wu Zhe rushed to eat and drink a little bit of every food and water.

Zong Zhilian and the others understood that she knew the principle of the medicine stone, and it was estimated that she was ensuring safety and not being drugged. Others don't mind, who cares if a little girl grabs something to eat?

The young dart master among the dart masters. He also took out a small gourd with wine in it.

I don't dare to drink more when I go out, and everyone can go to the cold air with a point.

Wu Zhe pretended to have shiny eyes, and unceremoniously snatched it up and poured it into his mouth.

The young dart master was a little reluctant, but it was difficult for the owner to speak out.

He didn't know that Wu Zhe wanted to try poison. After all, whether the dart master is safe and reliable is put aside, food and drink are the easiest to be manipulated.

The girl can also drink some wine?, Dart smiled.

Zong Zhilian said meaningfully: It's not that she can drink some, even if these horses are carrying wine, it is not enough for her to drink.

Everyone was joking, and no one cared.

Wu Zhe personally helped everyone share some wine. But I heard the old man above quack: Give me a drink! Give me a drink! My wine worm has been hooked out!

If you want this wine, you have to give it something. Wu Zhe rolled his eyes, tilted his neck and shouted to the old man hanging above.

I've got something good for you.

If not, forget it. Wu Zhe ignored him.

When the old man saw that he couldn't get the wine, he immediately began to play tricks: No, no. If you don't give it to me, I'll pee!

The crowd panicked.

Wu Zhe couldn't cry or laugh, and hung him up to cause the situation of being threatened.

Forget it, don't tease him. Wu Zhe found the lid of the gourd. After touching it, he closed it and threw it to the sloppy old man.

The old man caught it slowly. Nest in the big basket and don't say thank you.

The crowd continued to eat cooked food such as beef and mutton, and threw a large piece of it to the old man above.

The sloppy old man took a sip of wine on it, took a sip of meat, and ate quite comfortably while swaying.

After the wine and food, it was actually early. Everyone is young or in the prime of life, and they want to have some fun.

Let's tell the story. How about a few dart brothers tell us about what they saw and heard about the dart journey? Zong Zhi remembered that he had talked with Wu Zhe about his childhood in the carriage.

Several dart masters are also not twisted. Some interesting anecdotes were told.

However, for Wu Zhe, who is used to appreciating heavy jokes, it is not very interesting. It's nothing more than some darts to kill people and play prestige, protect the property of the owner's employer or something, and have nothing new.

Ahh

The young dart master, who had been a little sullen before, was reluctant, and said coldly: This girl is tired? Lest there be a lot of stories about this dart, which are a bit bloody and terrifying. You girls can't sleep well.

What a good dart head is, he immediately heard the sarcasm of his subordinates, and was just about to round the field......

Why don't I tell you a story? Wu Zhe felt the need to improve the aesthetics of these people's stories.

As soon as Wu Zhe's words fell, before everyone could respond, the snoring of a sloppy old man came from overhead.

Purr purr

Absolutely deliberate...... Many people think so.

The old man who made a fuss just now, the revenge came so quickly, this is slapping the girl's face, which means that she tells stories and others will only sleep.

Indeed, what story can such a young female doll's house tell?

It's better to sleep than to coax the little girl to pretend to be very attractive and willing to listen.

Even Mu Qingya and others who have confidence in Wu Zhe feel that she is just telling stories that she has seen in a book.

In the reluctant nodding of everyone, Wu Zhe shook his arms, and the jade bracelet sounded softly, which was the sound of shaking the field.

The crowd fell silent.

The green shirt is in danger of the peak, and the jade wall is bright. The horse is fragrant and quiet, the cliff is high and the people are far away, and the micro step hub is born. Whose children are in their own homes, they have no regrets and are affectionate. The tiger roars and the dragon roars, the nest is changed and the phoenix is changed, and the sword is clear and smoky. Wu Zhe opened the sentence and blurted out a paragraph of the word card.

Master Jin's masterpiece:!

Wu Zhe's opening shocked everyone.

Although the two worlds do not understand each other's languages, with the help of the invincible level of the Evolutionary Organism's language translation function, the language is almost perfectly converted. Although it is different from the original meaning, the charm is even more added.

The blue light flashed, and a green steel sword stabbed out and pointed at the left shoulder of the young man, so that the sword boy did not wait to recruit the old man......

After she spoke softly and told the story gracefully, everyone no longer questioned her thoughts.

In Wu Zhe's narration, a large number of texts with slow transitions to the conventions of the 80s were omitted. There are also specific details such as the Shaoshang acupoint for practicing martial arts, which are all deleted to avoid trouble.

...... Back then, the heads of the East Sect and the West Sect of the Boundless Sword often saw the shadow of an immortal dancing on the jade wall on the night of the moon. This jade wall stands against the lake, and the shadow of the immortal is reflected on the jade wall, and it is indeed necessary to dance the sword in the lake......

When Wu Zhe said more than thirty or forty thousand words, everyone was attracted by the wonderful stories they had never heard before, and they didn't even notice that the fire was weakening.

Emperor Baoding and Ben Shen both snatched out, and saw that Gu Mozhi had already gone away...... It wasn't until Wu Zhe said that Duan Yu was caught by the evil monk that he took a break and filled the fire with two handfuls of firewood and grass.

Only then did everyone react.

Speak quickly, girl, don't delay.

Yes, I've never heard such a nice story when I'm so old!

What's going on in the back, what's going on? Is that Duan Gongzi worried about his life? I'm dying in a hurry! The young dart master didn't sulk at all, but instead looked like he was scratching his ears and cheeks.

The dart head grabbed a new water hyacinth and held it to Wu Zhe with both hands flatteringly: The girl takes a sip to moisten her throat.

Mu Qingya always grabbed Wu Zhe's hand, and at this moment, her little hands were also sweaty, obviously quite into the play, and a pair of big eyes looked at Wu Zhe expectantly and hoped that she would continue.

Even the sloppy old man hanging under the beam was unconsciously snoring.

Wu Zhe peeked in, and the old man was holding the edge of the basket and looking down.

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