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The war ended temporarily, and he returned to his old nest, the Hu'an Mountain grassland on the north bank of Danfushui. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The left-behind Hu'an Mountain tribe Zhongqing, the leader of the Zheng clan, Zheng Zheng, Mrs. Ba Yongqiu, and the underage son Xiao Menglong, daughter Hu Mengyu, as well as other left-behind personnel, guards, maids, ordinary people and other men, women, and children, hundreds of people, arrived in front of the small Hu'an City gate and anxiously waited for their relatives to return.

Whether the relatives they saw were carried back, walked back, were out of breath or not, were full of limbs and legs, or were missing parts, the women had only one expression: crying bitterly.

The expressions of the men can be a little complicated, but not very complicated, a nation that writes history in war, whether old or young, there is a kind of resilience and stubbornness in the blood of men.

Yu Yu was in no mood to comfort the crying women, and she didn't want to talk to the men, so she rushed into her own mansion, Hu'an Palace.

Entering the lavishly furnished Warm Fragrance Garden, the waiter brought several large wooden barrels of hot water, salt, spices, and rinsed clothes.

He washed away the dust that remained on the battlefield, wrapped himself in a blanket of fine linen, and fell asleep on the collapsed bed, covering his head, and ordered that no one should be disturbed except his wife, for he was so tired.

When Mrs. Ba Yongqiu was asleep in her husband's breath, her clothes were untied, except for her head, her whole body was not in the hot water of a large wooden barrel that was newly sent, and the maid scrubbed her body full of elasticity and magic.

In fact, the maids knew that this was completely unnecessary, because the hostess kept it clean at all times, as if she were ready to welcome her man's return.

He coughed, smelled a familiar fragrance, all the tiredness vanished at once, all the cells mobilized for the same nature, and shrank under the quilt, skillfully finding the canyon between the two peaks.

His head was buried in the warm, soft ditch. He felt that here, like the Dream Valley, one of the mysterious and dangerous places of Hu'an Mountain, will always have endless tastes and secrets.

Of course, there is also a deep valley like Longshui Gorge, another dangerous place in Hu'an Mountain, which makes him even more confused and fascinated.

He forgot everything, just like on the battlefield, once the charge began, life and death were put aside.

It's just that this enemy is so gentle and cooperative, as if he wants to use the world's most amazing bronze smelting technology to melt himself into the most mysterious demon cave in the world......

Madame Ba Yongqiu closed her eyes tightly, and once again remembered a teacher in her dream, who had come to her dream several times in the dead of night and lingered with her.

Ba Yongqiu felt that the master's movements today were more rude than the previous ones, and his chest was a little painful from him.

But soon, this pain in her heart was replaced by ecstasy from the bottom of her heart, and from the inside of her pelvis......

After a long absence, he won the newlywed, and after a lot of clouds and rain, Uncle Yu did not look like a victor, but as if he was defeated, he obeyed the winner.

Mrs. Ba Yongqiu asked, "Is there a big loss in Hu'an Mountain?"

Uncle Yu sighed, "You don't have to ask again. He closed his eyes.

Madame knew that her husband was not an ambitious hero, or even a good warrior of the Pakistani country, and every time she encountered a setback, she did not try to solve and remedy it, but went to the gentle dream land to find relief, and no longer asked questions.

Ba Yongqiu came from the Wujiang River estuary of the Tongyi (now Fuling) to the most famous, but at this time it was no longer the most powerful family of the Zonghou Mansion.

Looking at her sleeping husband, Ba Yongqiu thought of her son Gu Menglong, and hoped that he would not be like his father.

Perhaps, the snoring of every man, to the ears of his own woman, is a unique lullaby. In her husband's steady and not heavy snoring, Ba Yongqiu also felt a kind of satisfaction and softness that she had not had for a long time, and fell asleep lightly.

- "Bang", the door of Ba Yongqiu's bedroom was knocked open, and then someone was heard running, and another child was shouting, "Murder!"

Ba Yongqiu woke up from his meditation, and before he could react to what was going on, a ball of fire rolled into the inner room through the curtain and shouted, "Murder!"

He woke up from his dream, looked up and shouted, "Kill!"

He had not yet recovered from the high tension of the battlefield, as if he heard shouts of killing.

"Murder! Murder!"

A child dressed in red kept screaming as two maids ran in after him, trying to hold him down.

A maid shouted as she pressed it: "You can't stop it!"

The three guards were carrying bronze leaf swords, and they were only a few steps away from running, looking nervous, and looked around.

Uncle and his wife saw clearly that it was the youngest son of the middle father, Uncle Ying, who was shouting, and Uncle Yao said angrily: "What is crazy about your kid?"

"Dream Dragon has killed someone!"

Ba Yongqiu couldn't believe it: "What did you say?

"Brother Yu Yulan!"

Ba Yongqiu and Uncle Yu were shocked.

Uncle said, "Where?

Ba Yongqiu suddenly remembered that he was not wearing clothes, and shouted, "Get out quickly!"

One of the guards lifted Ying out like a chicken baby, and the other two guards understood that there were no other accidents and followed out.

The maids hurriedly dressed the couple.

Uncle Qi came out of the room first and asked urgently, "Where?

Yu Ying said: "It's in the back garden." ”

The guards put down Xiao Ying.

Ba Yongqiu didn't have time to clean up, and quickly came out while taking care of his clothes.

A group of people arrived at the back garden gate early and heard the cheers of children inside.

Uncle Qi rushed in first, and there were still more than 20 steps, and at a glance he saw seven or eight children standing in front of two tall metasequoia trees, and behind the trees was a large pool, and a child was tied to each tree, and shouted: "Stop!"

A few boys who were practicing short sword throwing heard the cheers, and when they looked back, they saw that it was Hu Amber coming, and they were at a loss.

These boys, one is Menglong, the son of Uncle Yao, one is Menglong's brother and his personal guard, and a few are from the old village of the Gu family, standing on the side.

There is also Zheng Cong, the grandson of Zheng Zheng, the leader of the Zheng clan, who is the youngest and the least ignorant, who continues to hold a small short sword and shake proudly in front of Yu Yulan, who is tied to the tree on the left.

Tied to the tree on the right is Yu Yulan's younger brother Yu Han. The father of the two sisters is Yu Chang, a cultural and historical official of Hu'an Palace.

Uncle Yu had already run around and shouted, "Zheng Cong, you are deaf, what are you doing!" Zheng Cong reluctantly accepted the sword at this time.

Uncle Yu stepped forward a few times, and saw dozens of chaotic sword holes in the metasequoia tree behind the Yu sisters and brothers, it is estimated that they have been competing for several rounds, and there are still several short swords inserted in the two trees, among which the most accurate or inaccurate one is almost close to Yu Yulan's left neck, and the other is less than an inch away from her right eye.

Uncle was secretly afraid, he knew that although these short swords were made for children to practice martial arts, their size and weight could not be compared to the fir-leaf swords worn by real samurai, but if they hit the vital point, they could also kill people.

Uncle Yao saw that his sister Yu Yulan's eyes were full of hatred, and his younger brother Yu Han was so frightened that he urinated on the ground, and hung up a few eyes and clear water, as if he was swinging.

Uncle Yu shouted, "Untie it quickly!"

Ding Ding and Ying came forward to untie the ropes.

Mrs. Ba Yongqiu had also arrived, and seeing that it was a false alarm, she let go of most of her heart, and asked while panting, "What's going on?"

A few things, you look at me, I look at you, and I dare not answer.

Uncle Gu said: "Ding, you are the biggest, you say!"

At this moment, someone behind him shouted, "Tie up all of them!" and the sound was like a loud bell, and the birds were scurrying in the trees.

Everyone looked back and saw that it was the master of Hu'an Mountain, who was shouting with his sword, and Zheng Zheng and Yu Chang came with him.

It turned out that Jian Jian was wounded on this battlefield, and was sent to a tribe that was closer to the battlefield and safer to recuperate, and retreated back together after the armistice.

At this time, although the sword was not fully recovered, he was able to walk on crutches, and when he returned to Hu'an Mountain, he did not go home, but directly entered Yu Chang's office in Hu'an Palace with the civil official Yu Chang.

After each battle, Jian Jian liked to tell Yu Chang about the events on the battlefield, because he couldn't read and write, so he couldn't record it. This defeat, he felt very embarrassed, and he wanted to vomit immediately.

Uncle Gu was not at home for a long time, Hu'an Mountain Zhongqing, the chief manager solemnly needed to report a few important things to Uncle Gu in person, he knew Uncle Gu's habits, so he planned to wait in the Hu'an Palace, saw that Jian Jian made an appointment with Yu Chang, and also wanted to know more about the details of this battle, so he also came to Yu Chang.

The three of them were talking thickly, and what happened in the back garden was noisy, and someone urgently reported to Yu Chang.

The three of them hurriedly dropped the topic and rushed over. Jian Jian is a military general, and when he heard the wind, he took the lead in getting up, enduring the pain and crutches, running faster than Zheng Zhong and Yu Chang.

"What's going on?"

Uncle said, "I'm asking." ”

The sword is the martial arts master of the kite, the Qing (the son of the sword), the dream dragon, the Ding, the Ying and others. Because of this, the disciples such as the Menglong were often severely polished, and they were most afraid of the sword, more than the jade.

Seeing that the sword was coming, a few boys didn't dare to speak.

Jian Jian's eyes were like lightning staring at Menglong, and Menglong lowered his head and said nothing.

Jian Jian looked at Ding again, Ding Ding didn't dare to hide it anymore, glanced at Meng Long, and said: "They are more than throwing swords, Meng Long is more than losing, and they are not happy, Yu Yulan sister and brother broke in and swept away their interest." Menglong said, "Cheap slave, get out!" ”

Uncle Yu glared at his son Menglong and said, "You are still children, if you say something wrong, you should be killed, how many times have you died!"

He didn't dare to say a word.

She said: 'What are you fierce? Don't think that you are the master, like you, you are so virtuous, the people of Chu have called, which slave is willing to go to work hard?

"Menglong was furious and said, 'It's the other way around, it's the other way around, it's tied up as a live target.'" So we bound them. ”

Yu Chang was sweating, hurriedly took a few steps forward, knelt down in front of Uncle Yu, and said: "The little girl is ignorant! The child has no way! The old servant and the girl have no way to talk nonsense." If you don't teach, my father's fault, his sin is mine, I beg the king to punish the old servant!"

Uncle Yu helped Yu Chang up: "Please get up, what kind of disrespect is it for a child to fight a few words? And this matter, its fault is all Menglong." ”

The willow leaf sword unique to the samurai of Pakistan has a short sword body, and in addition to the stabs, splits, and other moves held in the hand, it is also used for throwing, and the children of the nobility practice swordsmanship, and sometimes use live targets.

However, the live target is mainly used by death row prisoners, pure slaves, or samurai who voluntarily act as targets for each other, after all, the father of Yu Yulan's sister and brother is an old man who runs errands in the house, and Uncle Yu has always respected Yu Chang, and felt that Menglong had done too much in this matter, so he said a very polite word.

"I don't think it's just a matter of bickering!"

Several people were taken aback again.