Mr. Zhou lay on the bed tossing and turning all night and did not sleep, he was originally dissatisfied with Zhou Xue's marriage, and now Mr. Bai came all the way from Yunnan and said something unheard of, and when Bingliang began to talk to him, he only regarded the other party as making a fuss, and now the words came from Mr. Bai's mouth, and quoted the rumors of the great Wu Nuxiong, which made his heart feel like a thousand catties of boulder. He deduced one by one that if what Mr. Bai said was true, then Gongsun Guangxiao, who died unexpectedly, was killed by the cultivators, because Gongsun Shengyan was only temporarily unconscious and did not die, and the old lady Gongsun Yu fell to his death by himself.

Why did the cultivator assassinate Gongsun Guangxiao? It is true that Gongsun Shengyan was hunted down by the family of the Gongsun family, but after leaving the city, he was chased and lost, so how could he be in a coma in the Luoma Mountain? Mr. Zhou and Bingliang were only happy because of Gongsun Shengyan's awakening, but they forgot to ask him the reason for his coma.

The next day, before the rooster crowed, Mr. Zhou pushed the door out, and couldn't sleep in bed and kept lying down, making his back ache, after all, he was old, it was better to go out for a walk, and put down these worries for the time being. As a result, not long after walking, I saw a sturdy back punching in the upcoming morning light, seeing this scene, Mr. Zhou couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, this Mr. Bai probably didn't sleep all night.

Without saying a word, he walked over and sat on the stone bench to watch Mr. Bai boxing and exercising. Mr. Bai punched freely, and when he saw Mr. Zhou coming, he didn't speak, and continued the routine that was not over. After half a cup of tea, he collected his momentum, habitually patted the clothes on his body, walked over and sat next to Mr. Zhou.

"Ho, it's so cold, this stool. As if he had been pricked by a needle, Mr. Bai stood up suddenly, and his voice was an octave higher.

"You don't wear much boxing, and your body is hot, of course you suddenly feel cold. It's good if the sun comes out. Mr. Zhou said with a smile.

"Didn't you sleep, okay?" Mr. Bai put the clothes he had taken off on the stool and turned his head to ask Mr. Zhou.

"I don't believe you're sleeping well. Mr. Zhou was a little amused with him.

Mr. Bai smiled, looking a little embarrassed, and then discussed the things he had considered last night with Mr. Zhou. According to his thoughts, ordinary ordinary people will definitely not be able to hide Gongsun Shengyan, if there is a cultivator who wants to take his Gongsun Shengyan's life, no matter how many ordinary people go up, they will only pull on their backs. Dawu Nuxiong can't hide there, if Gongsun Shengyan enters Miao Village, it will be like a stone smashed into a pond, and all Gu worms will go crazy. So far, it is not something that the Zhou and Bai families can manage, but according to Dawu, Gongsun Shengyan is only carrying a seed on his back now, and this kind of seed can only be used by himself, but he has not yet found a way to use it. Since fate has chosen Gongsun Shengyan, let's look at his creation.

"You mean to let him go?" Mr. Zhou was a little distressed.

"Originally, Nuxiong found a Taoist who had known him for many years and wanted to try the depth of the pattern behind Gongsun Shengyan, but I refused, and I felt very rude at that time. But brother," Mr. Bai said, "from everyone's point of view, for the sake of all considerations, I decided to go back and let that Taoist come over to see Gongsun Shengyan, if it is really as Nu Xiong said, then I have to let him go." As I get older, I have to believe that he is a person chosen by fate, so the outcome is not something you and I can control. ”

"Don't tell him that rumor. Mr. Zhou hesitated again and again and made a request.

Of course, rumors are rumors after all, and they are not enough to be fully believed, and there is no need to tell him. "Mr. Bai has a plan.

"Shengyan is a very good child, you have to talk to him, try not to hurt him. "Mr. Zhou is reluctant to give up.

"I'll try my best, young people are always more vigorous, coupled with what happened to him, it seems that it doesn't matter on the surface, but in fact, he should already be very fragile inside. ”

"When will you go back to Yunnan?" Mr. Zhou knew that Mr. Bai had no intention of playing in Jiangnan.

"I'll leave at dawn. Mr. Bai replied categorically.

Yang Fang asked Gongsun Shengqiu to put all the things he asked to purchase into the house he bought not long ago, and when the purchase was complete, he asked Gongsun Shengqiu to send out two carriages, one to load things, and the other to load nine homeless people recruited from the street. When these homeless men heard that there was something to do, in addition to paying their wages and providing food and lodging, they were so happy that snot bubbles were about to bubble up, and they didn't care to clean up their image, so they jumped into the carriage without hesitation, each with their hair already oiled and full of lice. Nine homeless men huddled together, picking their feet and boasting excitedly to each other in the back of the carriage, all talking about how capable they were, and how majestic they were before the wandering. The descendants of the Gongsun family who drove the car in front of them were unlucky, which is a carriage of people, this is obviously a carriage of dung, or the kind of semi-fermented manure that has been soaked for ten days and half a month, the car is walking in front, and the flies are buzzing and chasing behind, so it is not beautiful. The subordinates of the Gongsun family, who had not yet left the city, finally couldn't help it, and leaned against a big tree and retched. In the end, I didn't care about the money, so I bought a pair of scissors out of my own pocket, and took it upon myself to pull the live to a pond where no one was, forced them to bathe in the water, and let them trim their hair with each other, and then got back on the road.

Tossed all the way, and when I arrived at the foot of Jiyin Mountain, it was already the afternoon of the next day. The homeless people have long begun to shout for wages, and the people who drive the car have seen more of this kind of lazy and lazy people, and they don't want to talk nonsense with them, blowing their beards and glaring at them, telling them that since ancient times, there has been no salary for the day settlement, when it is finished, when it is finished, and after scolding, they are slightly appeased, saying that the owner of the work is a benevolent and heroic man, and the reason why they are invited to work is that they feel pitiful, so don't give a face and don't talk nonsense. The homeless people were also speechless when they said this, so they could only quiet down and gobble up the baked cakes they bought on the road.

The first to arrive at the foot of the mountain for a night, said to live, in fact, in the carriage to make do, take something to wrap around his body, in the middle of the night to wake up nervously and nervously listen to the night owl for a long time, for fear of stretching out a hairy hand from the darkness to take him somewhere. Yang Fang's things had been banned long before they were shipped, and they were carefully wrapped and nailed tightly with wooden boxes, and even if this person was lucky, he didn't attract any lonely ghosts, and he saw the big sun the next day unharmed.

Seeing the homeless people coming, the two subordinates took out some broken silver according to Gongsun Shengqiu's explanation, saying that it was the reward given by the owner first, and unloaded the things on the carriage, and then settled together after the work was done. Then with a dark face, he explained to the homeless man that he wanted to do his best, and if he would come back to pick up their routine at this time tomorrow, he couldn't wait to leave the car when he had finished unloading the box.

Nine homeless men with strange hairstyles and ragged clothes stood at the foot of the mountain, you look at me, I look at you, I don't understand what kind of work this owner invited me to do, and although I didn't pay my salary, I was generous enough to reward money. The wooden box was surrounded by them, and they couldn't speak, so they could only let them stare at it for a long time, and finally a homeless man said, "There won't be any treasure in this box, right?"

"Can you carry it, baby? I really don't look at myself in the mirror and daydream like this in the daytime. Another wandering Chinese retorted harshly.

"What good thing are you, and you've looked in the mirror again?" the retorted wandering sweat couldn't hold back his face, and stood up and walked up to the man who was mocking him, and as he went, he pretended to roll up his sleeves, as if the trash clothes worn in strips of cloth were worth a few dollars.

"If you beat him, count his bad mouth. "There was a scheming-looking homeless man who started to add fuel to the fire.

"That's it, hit him ......"

"Hit him...... Oooh...... Hit him. "Anyway, I'm not afraid of big things when I watch the excitement, and now the owner hasn't come, and I'm beating the children on a rainy day, and I'm idle when I'm idle, so it's better to watch a human flesh game.

The homeless man himself has nothing to worry about, and besides, in this wilderness, it is such a big thing to kill him, and if he throws it into the ditch, no one may be able to see it for ten days and half a month. The two of them were teased by the homeless people around them, and their emotions immediately rose, like bulls teased by red cloth, and they scuffled together with their heads down and between their legs. Watching the lively accomplices, they shouted and jumped happily on the side, only to come out of a bookmaker to open odds for them to bet on the baked cakes.

"Ah...... Bastard, you actually bite, you're a fucking dog!" The homeless man who had the upper hand riding on another person suddenly screamed, rolled to the side with his forearms covered, and looked at each other with anger in his eyes.

"Fuck you, your arm stinks like a shit-stirring stick, and you can't even bite Lao Tzu if you pay for it. The accused homeless man responded loudly.

"Look, it's all bitten, dog, he's a dog!" the bitten homeless man stretched out his arm to show his fellow onlookers, but before he could get closer, he heard a heavy dry cough.

"Ahem!"

The voice did not come from between them, and the nine homeless men all turned their heads in unison to find the source of the sound, and then they saw a middle-aged man who was gorgeously dressed and thin, and looked at his face without a trace of blood.

They looked at this person's appearance, not passing by occasionally, and probably guessed that it should be the owner who invited them to do things, so everyone was silent, only the bitten homeless man was still staring at the opponent who should have been beaten by himself with resentment, and cursed the other party silently.