Well, the Xixia people really have nothing to say about killing Ning Caichen, who makes the Huaxia people always like to make anyone feel at home. Suddenly a normal point comes, and they can't stand it.

It's another bullshit thing.

It's better not to know than to know, it's really a crooked person.

It's like in the afterlife, when someone takes a knife and wants to kill someone, you are brave enough to do it. In the end, you're fine, but the other person is hurt. Well, you can't run away with this hospitalization expense.

"Let them go!" Ning Caichen waved his hand.

Although now that he is in power, he has the final say in everything. But when people are dead, what else can he do?

Not.

Besides, these Tangut people are not their own compatriots, and they have no obligation to send them into reincarnation. Just send it out.

Whether it's reincarnation, or lonely souls and wild ghosts, there's no need for that. It's all about chance.

As for the one who didn't die, even if he didn't die, it is estimated that he won't be able to get out. You can't hurt yourself when you're intact, let alone hurt.

It's just that Ning Caichen never thought that this deputy envoy of Western Xia, who was not dead, had his own chances.

Ning Caichen frequently traveled back and forth between the Houtu World and the human world, so much so that he didn't even notice that there was a blood-red red umbrella that escaped from the Houtu World.

After Ning Caichen left, the red umbrella appeared.

This is a women's red umbrella, the kind used by the bride.

First, there was a red silk coat that kept spewing red silk satin, but this red was not ordinary red, but like the hue of bright red blood after it had coagulated and dried up.

After the red silk coat was spewed out, a figure appeared from it.

"Uh-" She stretched lazily, so delicate.

Spring flowers and autumn moon are the scenes that poets sing, but for her. But it feels very ordinary.

Her moans, her every move. It's all so coquettish.

Her complexion is no longer as normal as that of ordinary people. Rather, it appears bleak. There was even more dissatisfaction and anger between her eyebrows, and her eyes were cold.

The combination of all this is not disgusting, but has become a high queen. A queen who is unapproachable.

The woman came to Wu Ju, the deputy envoy of Western Xia, who had not yet lost his breath. Watching him. Look at the blood that runs out of his body. Tilting his head......

Seeing Wu Ju's mouth open, it seemed that he wanted to ask her for help. But the loss of blood. So that he didn't even have the strength to make a sound.

With his mouth wide open, he wanted to say help, but he couldn't spit out a word. He could only look at this woman in red with a red umbrella in her hand and a red dress with pleading eyes.

I watched it for a while. The woman seemed to be out of interest. Raise your head and hold it high.

Wu Ju's eyes suddenly turned gray. It's like he has given up hope of life and is waiting for death with peace of mind.

Then he heard the sound of a bird. "Do you want to live?"

Well?

Wu Yong was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, and his eyes regained hope for life. But what to do? How to express it? He couldn't even speak now.

Wu Ju could only try to raise his head and stare at her. I hope she understands what she means.

The woman didn't move, just stood. As if he was looking at the prospects, and as if he was waiting for his reply.

Wu Ju was anxious and worried, and he tried to make a sound.

"I-" a single byte like a mosquito.

The voice was so low that only mosquitoes could compare to it, but it had exhausted all his strength, and there was nothing left.

He is still alive, and he was originally there, but now he is gone. His life also came to an end.

The eyes of hope are losing their vitality.

He regretted it, he was not reconciled. He was asking himself, why? Why is the hope of life in front of me, but I can't even say "help?...,

Maybe I should say the word "save" instead of "I......

This was Wu Ju's last consciousness.

Then the woman moved. I saw her put away the umbrella, the head of the umbrella was downward, and the white jade-like jade hand stroked down from the end of the umbrella......

What? She's masturbating, masturbating!

I have to admit that Sao Nian, who thinks like this, is the real prostitute.

Touching the umbrella up and down with your hands, and not spraying, can produce such an association, it is really ...... Uhh

No, not a squirt. Instead, as her hand stroked, a drop of crystal blood was condensing and forming. The bead of blood slid downward as her hand pushed it, sliding down to the head of the umbrella. She paused for a moment, squeezed hard with one hand, and flew straight out.

That action, that feeling, no matter how you look at it, it looks like it's hard to squeeze out.

Crystal water droplets fell from the umbrella head and fell directly into Wu Ju's mouth.

In just an instant, the dead qi on Wu Ju's body suddenly stopped condensing.

People are dead and angry, and this process of heavenly reason stopped all of a sudden.

This bead of blood enters the mouth, slides into the esophagus, and enters the stomach and intestines......

Everywhere it went, it ignited a flame of blood. This blood flame can burn dead air.

The dead qi condensed into his body continued to weaken and disappear as the blood flame burned.

The price paid for it turned out to be just a smaller blood droplet.

Fighting death is always a process, not something that can be achieved overnight.

The burning of the blood flame is incredible, but it is always a flame. Burn a fire in the body, and this fire will not only burn the internal organs, but also the blood and bone marrow...... As long as it is a place infested by dead air, there is nothing that it can't do.

How great and intense is this pain? The dead don't know, but fortunately it's the dead. If it were a living person, the pain alone would have hurt a person to death.

The woman obviously knew about this process, so after giving him the drop of blood, she reopened the umbrella, threw the umbrella on the ground, and the whole person lay directly on the umbrella.

The lazy appearance is clearly the master who lies down and never stands.

Men are big lazy people. But she did it as if it was supposed to be that. That's how she should be, let her stand, it's pain, it's blasphemy.

"Roar—"

How long has it been? a quarter of an hour, or a year?

The illusion of feeling makes time lose its eternal and unchanging meaning.

Wu Ju jumped up, and the blood beads that had not burned out immediately entered his body. It became his blood, replenishing the nutrients he was missing.

Wu Ju woke up. It was the woman who saw it. Lazy to lie on the umbrella blood. Slender jade hands. A pair of jade feet turned out to be bare.

It is white and flawless, and there is not a trace of dust stained. One glance makes the man horny.

Wu Ju only glanced at it, and immediately lowered his head. Don't dare to take another look, lest you lose sight of it. Pounced. He clasped his hands into fists: "The deputy envoy of Western Xia sees the adult, thank you for saving your life!"

The woman did not reply immediately, but slowly soared. Lazy. It took a half beat to speak before he spoke: "My name is Nine-Tailed Fox." Someone's coming. ”

She was like lightning and thunder. immediately got back into the umbrella, and the umbrella immediately returned to Wu Ju's hands.

A big man with a red umbrella.

Hearing that someone was coming, Wu Ju immediately stood on guard, as if he was facing a great enemy. Today is really exciting, so exciting. I wanted to be a yellow finch. In the end, he made a praying mantis.

The word "someone" immediately became his warning point.

The woman who called herself the nine-tailed fox immediately said to him, "Don't look. They are the soldiers of the dead who have come, and if you see them, they will take you away. Even I don't want to fight with the Yin soldiers. ”

This is what Ning Caichen learned from the Yin soldiers, one of the four people did not die.

At the same time, Ning Caichen, who was resting, knew that there was an uninvited guest in his house. ...,

"Knock-" the door made a knock.

"Who's coming? It's so late!" said that it was not early, but Ning's mother was not idle.

Orange flesh can be used to make fairy oranges, and orange peel is actually a treasure. After drying, it can be tasted again, and it can also be made into snacks.

And its biggest role is to supplement vitamins, a good medicine for sepsis.

Since he ran away, how could Ning Caichen forget septicaemia, such a nautical natural enemy.

Since ancient times, the Chinese people have been extremely intelligent, and they used the simplest and cheapest bean sprouts as a vitamin supplement for sea voyages.

The sprouts themselves are sufficient. You can eat as much as you want, and it can be described as a natural green food for shipping.

However, the only bad thing about bean sprouts is that it is monotonous and requires a fire to cook. And the use of pickled orange peel can be a good solution to the problem of lighting a fire on the ship.

Especially in the event of a stormy event. The sea is unforgiving, and bad weather for a few days, a dozen days, is not impossible.

What's more, the material for making fires has always been wood in this era, and the wood on ships is used to repair ships, not to make fires. Even if you have a belt, how much can you bring?

Orange peel is the best solution.

Some people say that lemons are better than oranges.

This is a fact, and the data of scientific experiments in later generations all illustrate this problem, but now where do you ask Ning Caichen to find lemons? Besides, it would be a pity to lose such a good thing as orange peel.

Well, to be honest, it's a pity that the orange peel will be used not by the thing itself. For a while, Ning Caichen was crazy about money, and he came up with the idea of pickling orange peels.

Ning Caichen's idea of turning waste into treasure is very supportive of Ning's mother, and there is finally something she can do.

She can do that thing, too. But Ning Caichen made a high-end positioning for that thing. Just like the Brazilian cigar smoke of later generations.

In addition to the top quality of Brazilian cigars, the cultural selling point of this cigar is that it is made on the lap of a virgin.

There is no way to peel oranges on the thighs, even if they can, Chinese antiques are not allowed. So Ning Caichen played a side ball and said that this fairy orange was peeled out of the hands of a virgin.

It's just propaganda, and it's not necessarily virgin. But somehow it came into Ning's mother's mouth.

Not to mention the sincerity of the people of this era, Ning's mother actually took the initiative to quit.

When the orange peel was put into production, Ning's mother was involved again.

"Excuse me, is this Ningfu?" was the voice of an old man outside the door.

Old people always give a sense of security. Hearing that it was the voice of the old man, Ning Mu immediately opened the door.

Sure enough, there was an old man standing outside the door.

The old man was dressed in satin clothes, and he wore gorgeous staff clothes. He was accompanied by a man who looked like a domestic servant.

Behind the two of them, there was a noble and generous carriage, and the canopy of the carriage turned out to be satin. The wood of the carriage was painted with a bright lacquer. The horse pulling the cart was tall and sturdy, apparently not a southern horse, but a true northern horse.

The handlebar type stood right next to the carriage, motionless. Although he was not wearing satin. But the clothes on his body were neat and tidy, and there were no patches at all.

It's just the head of the three masters and servants. It is enough to give people a feeling that they are either rich or expensive.

Mother Ning looked at them. I really can't think of who this is, do I recognize them? No, I don't. "This old man, I don't know who you are?"

"Old sister-in-law. I've finally found you!" the old man's eyes lit up when he saw Mother Ning. Sadness comes from the voice.

Ning Mu was not in a hurry, and hurriedly made someone hold on. Men and women don't kiss each other, and Ning's mother is not good at helping him. Just ask him, "Who are you?"

"Old sister-in-law. Come, I'll tell you!" said the old man, looking for a place to sit. ...,

Seeing that he needed to sit down, Ning Mu immediately suddenly realized: "Come on, come on, please come in!"

When the old man came in, he saw a straw mat spread on the ground, and the straw mat was full of orange peels. I couldn't help but wonder: "This is?"

"It was my son's idea. My son said that orange peel contains a lot of vitamin C and essential oils. It is washed and dried and stored like tea leaves, and can be brewed with tea leaves. It can also be drunk alone, its taste is fragrant, and refreshing and breathing. Orange peel has the functions of regulating qi and dissolving phlegm, strengthening the stomach and dehumidifying, lowering blood pressure, etc., and is a good Chinese medicinal material. It can be dried and soaked in liquor, and can be drunk after 2~3 weeks, which can clear the lungs and dissolve phlegm, and the longer the soaking time, the better the wine taste. When it comes to her son, Ning's mother, like most mothers, is talking endlessly, lest she has not expressed the merits of her son.

"Wow! The old sister-in-law is really blessed to be old!" the old man exclaimed at the right time, showing his admiration for Ning Caichen.

Seeing that someone admired her son so much, Ning's mother's interest in talking became even more up. Boast about your son, it's a flower.

Even the fact that my son wetted the bed and drew a map when he was a child has become a place of boasting and precocious wisdom.

"Mother, who is this elder?" Seeing that Mother Ning and an elder were talking about sex so strongly, Nie Shuang couldn't help but walk out.

It's been so long since she came to Ning's house, and she hasn't seen any relatives from Ning's family. Except for Xu Jiaorong from Qiantang who came down the door from time to time, almost no outsiders came.

It's not just that there are few relatives, it's mainly because there is too much shortage of men in this Ning Mansion.

There are no men, even Li Gongfu and Xu Xian are not very good.

Today, it was getting late, and the lights were on, but an old man came to the house and had a good conversation with Ning's mother. It must be a familiar acquaintance. When the old man came to visit, Nie Shuang didn't have to worry about anything.

Think about it. When Nie Shuang asked who the old man was, Mother Ning was still happy: "Who is this old man? By the way, which one are you?"

This time, everyone had a black line.

You don't know who he is, and he talks so hotly.

The old man immediately got up and explained in detail: "I think back then, my ancestor and my sister-in-law's ancestor were both former generals of the Emperor's Palace......"

A long historical retelling.

The difference is that Ning Caichen's ancestor is just a Han general, while his ancestor is a general with a general number.

As mentioned earlier, this "Han General" is not a real general, just a group of guards in the palace.

In today's parlance, it is a group of guards and bodyguards standing in the palace, and they are at least a major general and division commander.

"Old sister-in-law, do you know how long we've been looking for you......" Before she finished speaking, she couldn't cry again.

After the history was finished, Ning's mother believed it at that time. If you don't believe it, the secret of the escape at that time was indeed known only to the fugitives and their descendants.

But Nie Shuang didn't think so.

Yes, Ning's mother told her the ins and outs of the Ning family.

This is not a boast, but a necessary inheritance of the ancients. This is different from the inheritance of later generations who did not even know who their grandfather's father was.

The ancients paid attention to the fact that as long as there are ancestors recorded in the family tree, future generations must not forget them. Especially the descendants of the family, it is required to be able to memorize all of them from the first generation.

It's not fake, it's the kind of emphasis on blood that the ancients had. This kind of attitude of attention is not comparable to Ning Caichen.

There is only one male left in the Ning family, Ning Caichen, and Nie Shuang, who is the eldest daughter-in-law, also knows the family history.

But she is different from Ning's mother, as the child of an official eunuch, it has been so long, is it still useful to say it?

If you don't come early, you don't come late, but your husband came because she was an official. It's clear that he came for the official position. As the saying goes, "become famous in one fell swoop, the world knows".

"Since they are relatives, I don't know where the elders live? Is there a place to stay in Hangzhou?" Although Nie Shuang doubted the old man's motives, after all, he was a young lady from the official family, and even if he had doubts, he would not show them. The temptation was made without a trace. ...,

The old man sighed: "I fled too far back then, and I fled all the way to Qiongzhou. Now that I have achieved something, I came to find my relatives in the past. When you are old, you always want to meet your relatives or something. By the way, Dazhong, quickly, take out the gifts you have prepared. You see, people are old, and they forget everything. ”

The servant immediately unloaded the gift from the car.

Gifts are very ordinary, that is, some cloth, silk, jewelry, etc.

The gifts alone don't tell where they came from. You must know that there are no local products in Qiongzhou now.

"Look, you're here. Why do you buy so many gifts?" Such a gift was not enough to frighten Ning's mother.

You must know that a year or two ago, even a piece of cloth was enough to make Ning's mother happy.

Although Nie Shuang said that he was suspicious of him, this gift was not fake, and in terms of the current Ning family, it was not a valuable item, and there was no pressure to accept it. But what the hell is he here for?

Seeing that Ning Caichen and his family had received gifts, the Old Man Quarterly immediately asked, "What about our eldest nephew?" ”

"The courtiers are officials in Beijing. ”

"That's right!" said the quarterly, "I wonder when my nephew will come back?" ”

Nie Shuang was stunned and did not speak. Ning's mother was overjoyed and immediately agreed. Nie Shuanggang wanted to persuade him, but Ning's mother said: "Your husband and wife get together less and leave more, this time is just right, let's go to Beijing to find him......"

The quarterly magazine didn't know that it would go so well, and couldn't help but smile under his eyes.