The sun is shining and the sky is clear.

A dry corpse in front of Zhang's bun shop is particularly eye-catching.

A large group of Tsing Yi officials surrounded the three layers inside and three layers outside. They all looked heavy.

The death of the precious son of the soil emperor Xie Gao is no less than half of the sky falling.

The people who followed Xie Ziwen, whether it was those ointment children or eagle dog minions, had been separated, and their heads were all placed in the bamboo basket at the city gate.

Xie Gao, who was led by Gao Guanbo, was late.

Everyone had sad faces, and the only one with an indifferent expression turned out to be the middle-aged father who lost his son.

"There are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't have to force it. ”

The man with slightly frosty sideburns was full of bookish air, he stood with his hands in his hands, his big sleeves fluttering, looking at the broken corpse on the ground, his eyes flickered, and after a long time, he sighed and said: "Ten years of seclusion in the world, but it is impossible to escape!"

With that, he suddenly reached out and grabbed a handful in the void.

In the alley behind Zhang's bun shop, a blood flower exploded out of thin air.

"Huaiyin Zhang's ......" The man's face changed suddenly, as if he suddenly remembered something, his face became more and more gloomy, and finally he laughed angrily, "Hehe, what a good means!

There is a tea shop not far from the west gate of Changyi City, with a pergola for passers-by to rest, and Ye Xiaochuan and the three of them are resting under the pergola at the moment.

The three of them just left the city before martial law in the whole city, and sat here leisurely and ate tea.

"What are Brother Ye's plans to do in the future?" Zhang Yueya smiled: "If there is nowhere to go, would you like to go to my hometown with me." We have a lot of places to play there!"

Letu blinked secretly beside him, for fear of showing Zhang Yueya.

Although I didn't see the ferocity of her shot, the corpse lying on the ground was undoubtedly the best interpretation.

Ye Xiaochuan smiled slightly, and politely refused: "The two of us just came out, and we are still thinking about going around and seeing for a long time." Next time, next time!"

Letu breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhang Yue's fluttering words made his muscles tense again.

"You can't trust me?"

Ye Xiaochuan shook his head, there was neither indifference on his face, nor a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze, and said very peacefully: "We are not so familiar with each other, you have something to hide from me, and I also have secrets that I haven't told you." ”

Zhang Yueya was slightly surprised, and asked, "Are you not afraid of my fist?" or are you sure that I won't beat you?" As she spoke, she raised the white fist that killed Xie Ziwen.

"I don't think you're going to kill someone without saying a word, do you?"

The expression on Ye Xiaochuan's face remained unchanged, but a small amount of cold sweat oozed from his palms.

Letu, who had been silent, swallowed his saliva, plucked up his courage and said: "The sage said that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and the friendship between villains is sweet......"

"I'm not a gentleman, and I don't want to be a gentleman!"

Zhang Yueya interrupted him in a cold voice, as if she was very unimpressed by the words of the Confucian sage, she turned her head and continued to say to Ye Xiaochuan: "There are also people like you who cultivate evil skills in our family, although I don't know if you are from the same source, but I advise you not to show it in front of people again, otherwise you will not only be hunted down and killed by those so-called righteous people, but even your own people may not be eyeing you!"

When Ye Xiaochuan secretly turned back and sucked Xie Ziwen's qi and blood before, he vaguely felt that someone was peeping at him in the dark, and it seemed that there was more than one person.

At this point, hearing her say this immediately confirmed her conjecture. This crescent moon is really hidden, but at least for now, there is no ill will towards himself!

For her warning, Ye Xiaochuan has long known that righteous people don't need to say that their own kind is like the stars they saw that day, there are many of them, some big and some small, strong and weak. Especially the scene where the big light point eats away at the small light point, now that I think about it, I can't say how sad I feel in my heart, and I don't know if it's for myself or for people like them.

"Miss, we should go!" Outside the pergola, an old man with a face full of furrows and almost his eyebrows was like a candle before the wind, and he didn't wait for Zhang Yueya to respond after saying this, he slowly turned around and paced to the carriage on the side of the road to wait.

The old man in the twilight looked weak, but after Ye Xiaochuan was glanced at by him, a chill inexplicably rose in his heart.

Ye Xiaochuan thanked her, stood up to see her off, Zhang Yueya waved his hand, and said in a deep voice: "I hope we can meet again in the future!"

"Take care!" Ye Xiaochuan arched.

Le Tu also stood up and said respectfully: "Miss Zhang, take care! The green mountains do not change, the green water flows for a long time, we regret it for a while!"

Zhang Yueya glanced at him, then looked at Ye Xiaochuan, and walked straight to the carriage on the side of the road, and a sigh came from the wind, "There will be a period later!"

Just as she walked to the carriage and was about to get on the carriage, there was a sound of horses' hooves at the city gate, and there were a lot of sounds.

In just a moment, a crowd of horses jumped out from under the city gate, led by a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar.

A large black robe was draped over a snow-white robe, with hair tied into a bun and an inky hosta simply inserted. He sat firmly on a green horse, looking suave and elegant, with an extraordinary bearing.

"Little doll of the Xie family, aren't you here to die?" the old man grinned, and the few old yellow teeth left appeared under his shriveled lips.

Xie Gao fixed his eyes and saw that his face changed slightly, but he did not immediately hurriedly turn around, but continued to move forward, but gradually slowed down.

The old man smiled and watched them approach, no longer speaking, while Zhang Yueya ignored them at all and got into the carriage on his own.

Xie Gao turned over and dismounted when he was still dozens of meters away, and walked over on foot.

"Senior Xie Gao has seen Senior Zhang!" Xie Gao looked solemn, did not dare to be contemptuous, gave up his hands, and behaved moderately.

It stands to reason that even if the old-timers don't return the gift, they should show it. But the old man's eyes only drooped slightly, and he answered the question, "Are you here to avenge the dead?"

Xie Gao stood straight, chuckled, and said, "What revenge do the dead have to avenge?" Both sides aggravated the tone of the word dead.

"Then you're not here to practice, are you?" the old man sneered and said, "You Xie Gao, a righteous gentleman with lofty ambitions, also have so many fancy intestines?"

"Sage Cloud: Scholars can't do without Hongyi, there is a long way to go......"

"Alright!" the old man pouted in disgust, "The sage also said that the sermons are different and do not conspire with each other, why are you still talking nonsense with me here?"

"The juniors just want the seniors to know my determination!" Xie Gao said without humility or arrogance.

"What determination? If you have to continue to implement the Confucian sage without knowing whether to live or die, I think I can slap you to death now!" the old man sneered, and his rickety body slowly rose up, looking unexpectedly powerful.

"Do you dare to kill me?" Xie Gao confronted him, "I don't understand, you Huaiyin and Zhang have been used as guns, and you are still in the mood to talk to me here?"

"What?" The old man's face changed suddenly, his mind was racing, and he suddenly grabbed him by the collar and asked, "You mean that there is a great Confucian who wants to make a move?

"Of course not!" Xie Gao smiled: "However, the effect is even better!"