In the early morning of the next day, Qing Ming and his entourage set off, pretending to be the son of an ordinary aristocratic family. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info General Watsusheng dressed as a butler, took off his full body armor, and wore a four-cornered hat on his head, which looked quite funny. Hechuer was dressed as a servant, and when he saw General Watari, he couldn't help but smile lightly at the corner of his mouth, because he was afraid that the general would see his ridicule, so he immediately bowed his head and said nothing.

Du Sheng led the horse, Qing Ming was still riding, and this time the horse was a handsome white horse, in order to hide their identity, they deliberately abandoned the army's uniform coat color war horse.

They paused outside a small gate on the side of the Qingzhi Palace, and a man rode slowly on a black horse, and the man waved his right arm from a distance, and shouted: "My little nephew, my little nephew!"

At this time, the man who led the horse for him shouted sharply: "Uncle is here!

When I looked closely, it turned out that Qingji was here, he gave up his armor and wore a brocade robe, and the costume was very grand and elegant.

Qingji's horse leader is thin and short, with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, looking at Qingming for a while, looking up at Qingji for a while, his eyes are dripping and rolling, seeing that he is suspected of being cold, he raised his voice and shouted loudly: "The elder Qingji is here!

General Wataru took a sip and sorted out his luggage.

Qing Ming got off the horse and said to Qing Ji: "The little uncle has arrived, and he has missed the distance, and he hopes to be lenient!"

Qing Ji glared at the man leading the horse, and then raised his head, showing a swaggering demeanor. The horse leader immediately understood, and said: "Although you are a prince, you should be polite when you see your uncle." Since the death of the old bronze king, our Lord Qingji has been the longest generation of nobles in this palace!

Qingming coughed and said with a slight smile: "The little nephew is wrong, please forgive my uncle, my uncle is strong in martial arts, my little nephew should ask my uncle to protect me more, and please don't be angry." Angry uncle's body, how can the little nephew explain to his father!"

He said multiple "uncles" and "little nephews" in one breath, Qing Ji smiled, immediately got off the horse, patted Qing Ming on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Take care of the little nephew, that's a matter of course! Little nephew, don't worry, uncle's skills are invincible all over the world!"

As he spoke, he crouched down and waved his fist. His man leading the horse immediately applauded and shouted sharply: "My lord is so skilled! Lord Qingji has great powers and is invincible in the world!"

When Watari heard this, he couldn't stand it, so he picked up a small pebble from the ground and flicked it with his index finger, and the pebble flew straight into the big mouth of the horse-puller. The action was unexpected, and it was extremely fast, and the horse leader did not see where the secret weapon came from, and he was bitter in his heart.

Qingji took the credit and blamed: "Little thorn, be careful! We are going out on a cruise, if you fall ill, I only take you a fool, what should I do!"

Hechul guessed that it was General Watari who did it, and with Wado's temper, he definitely didn't like such a sloppy person, but this man was really arrogant, and it was really happy to teach him a lesson.

After finishing up, Qing Ji and Qing Ming rode their horses, and the group headed towards the southern suburbs of Wangcheng, where General Yansheng's courtyard was located. Along the way, Qing Ji introduced the situation of the Great Subject Kingdom and the Royal City, while staring at the heads of the two horses, and he always kept his horse heads one foot forward than Qing Ming's white horse, to show his majesty as an elder.

Wataru reminded: "When you go outside, everyone should treat the two lords with the etiquette of an ordinary aristocratic son, and please keep the two princes in mind." ”

Qingji heard him call himself "prince", and the boss was unhappy in his heart, but he had not yet come out of Jucaitang and had not obtained the title of the prince, so he could only give up.

After walking for a long time, Qing Ming knew that this big king city was really not small, the road was full of traffic, and the neighborhoods passing by were full of people, so it was not prosperous.

Suddenly, there was a crowd of people at the gate of a high courtyard in front of him, a sturdy middle-aged man, wearing a coarse cloth shirt covered with patches all over his body, with blood on the corners of his mouth, glaring angrily at the high courtyard, scolding.

Qingji turned his head and said softly: "This is the criminal department managed by the eldest brother, I don't know what's going on!"

General Watari has always been a cautious person, and turned to the two princes and said: "If there is something in the criminal department, naturally there will be officials to deal with it, we are on a micro-service parade, so it's better not to cause trouble!"

Just as he was about to leave, four officers and men rushed out of the door with sticks in hand, and without saying anything, the sticks in their hands took turns to greet the man, who, though strong, was single-handed, bare-handed, and had to hug his head tightly and curl up on the ground.

After a round of violent beatings, the officers and soldiers scolded the crowd of onlookers and quickly dispersed, turned around and returned to the high court. I saw that the man was still curled up with his head in his hands, his whole body couldn't help shaking, it turned out that he was crying, and the sound of whimpering came, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.

Qingming once lived in Puguang City, where the laws were strict, orderly, and the neighborhood was harmonious. And in front of him, in broad daylight, the officers and soldiers bullied the five-foot man to such a situation, and he was not small in his heart. He reined in his horse and ordered Hechul to go and inquire about it.

Hechul went for a while, and came back to report.

It turned out that the man was a peasant in the southern suburbs of Wangcheng, and his younger brother was arrested by the officers and soldiers because he was misunderstood for stealing an old horse from a nobleman's family.

I heard rumors that his brother was fine the night before, but the next morning he was found dead and dead, and he was left with a pile of human skins, covered with bits and pieces of bones and rotten flesh, and the human skin was pitch black, but there was no blood around him.

He was sad and angry in his heart, so he ran to the criminal department to ask for an explanation, not wanting to verbally clash with the officers and soldiers, and was severely beaten.

Qing Ming suddenly remembered that day in Jucai Hall, when Yun Li's junior sister auditioned for Yuancong Technique, the scene of Yun Chuan and Qing Zhao talking showed in the light wall, and Yun Chuan told Qing Zhao that day that there was a strange thing that the dungeon prisoner died of stiffness and darkness. He was shocked and couldn't help but cry out.

The rest of the people were confused and full of suspicions, and everyone speculated in their hearts that there must be something strange about the death of this man's younger brother.

Qing Ming discussed with Qing Ji and Du Sheng: "We were going to the southern suburbs, and the man's house was also in the southern suburbs, so it was still early, so it was better to let him go with him and take us to check one or two near his house, and not delay the evening general to teach the general to practice spells." ”

The strong man listened to Heqiu'er convey the meaning of the nobleman immediately, as if he saw hope, a trace of joy flashed on his sad face, wiped the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth and forehead, and kowtowed to Qingming and the others.

At that moment, the strong man led the way, and the group continued to walk towards the southern suburbs.

General Wataru asked for the location, and learned that the strong man's home happened to be at the foot of the mountain in General Seosheng's courtyard, and he knew that he was on the way, so he was relieved.

In a short time, the mountain roads become more and more rugged, the climate in the south of the city is warm and humid, the trees grow lushly, and the mountain air is fresh, which makes people feel refreshed. At this time, the strong man stopped, pointed to a small river in front of him, and said, "Noble, after crossing this river, it will be the village of the small ones." ”

The strong man's name is Yang Yong, and the village where his family is located is Yangjia Village, all of whom are from the Aluminum tribe.

As soon as Yang Yong's words fell, he saw a black shadow swaying in the bushes on the other side of the river, and everyone didn't care, but Yang Yong's face suddenly turned red and shouted: "Horse thief!

He jumped into the water, stirring up a wave of waves, and he was stocky, but he was very good at water, like a fat carp, and swam quickly in the water.

Seeing that the situation was urgent, General Wataru held the horsewhip in his hand, flew up, and followed him with his feet like dragonflies stepping on the water.

There was a wooden bridge not far away, and Heqiuer stepped forward to lead the horse and led Qingming and others to quickly cross the river from the wooden bridge. Qing Ming was very curious, so he urged the white horse to hurry away.

Qingji reacted slowly, and shouted from behind: "Little nephew, slow down, don't leave your uncle's protection! Your father has entrusted you to me, oops, little nephew!

Qing Ming disagreed, and urged the horse to run in the direction where Yang Yong and Du Sheng were hidden, the speed was too fast, and Heqiuer couldn't keep up, so he had to let go of the reins and let the white horse gallop. Qing Ming didn't find that he had inadvertently learned to ride a horse, turning left and right, accelerating and decelerating, the horse under the crotch seemed to be able to sense the mind of the little master on his back, and was willing to obey his orders, in fact, this white horse is the favorite horse of Princess Qingzhe, and it has always been the most humane, it seems that it likes to carry His Royal Highness the prince on its back.

The white horse walked through a dense wood, and in front of him was a small clearing, weeds, and a pungent fishy stench came to his face, and Qing Ming felt a feeling of nausea in his chest.

He saw that the backs of Wataru Sheng and Yang Yong were already in front of him, and the two of them stopped. Yang Yong bent his knees slightly, raised his arms to protect his body, and stared cautiously ahead, like an old hunter paying attention to the movements of his prey. Wataru was also staring ahead, holding the horsewhip tightly in his hand, ready to go.

Following the gaze of the two of them, not far away, a big fat man leaned against a huge tree, unkempt, ragged, panting, and a horse corpse was lying at his feet, the skin of the horse's legs was torn off, and the place where the flesh was exposed was full of tooth marks, and the horse meat had rotted, and the fishy smell was coming from the horse's corpse.

The big fat man squinted his eyes and stared at Qing Ming for a while, suddenly he shouted loudly, and he was about to pounce over, saying that it was too late, it was too fast, General Watari shook the handle of the horsewhip fiercely, just like when he first picked up Qing Ming, he fought with the green robe, and a little starlight popped out of his handle, and the starlight was connected in a line and shot towards the big fat man.

The skills used are better than when they fought with the master of the green robe that day.

The big fat man saw a lightsaber shooting at a rapid pace, and he was stunned, so he stood in place, his eyes widened, Xu was panicked in his heart, and he couldn't take a step under his feet, as if he was nailed to the ground.

It turns out that he doesn't have any magical powers, so I'm afraid I'm going to be pierced through his chest by a lightsaber.

Just thinking about it, Qing Ming saw that the little starlight shot on the big fat man, as if he hadn't touched anything, and directly transmitted it, and then shot to the ground, causing bursts of dust.

The big fat man's mouth was wide open, he looked down at the place where the light had passed, touched his chest with his hand, and then, I saw him raise his head and laugh, shouting at Qing Ming: "I'm fine! Haha! Great! Ah Ming! Ah Ming! I am Long Xing! Are you Ye Hanming?"