The breeze in the forest is gentle, and the killing machine in the forest is hidden.

The person behind him was speechless for a long time, and finally sighed, retracted the sword from its scabbard, and appeared in front of Hua Yangfu in a flash.

In the pavilion, Xia Qingming's face under the moonlight was unusually pale and bloodless, and the big red fish dragon python robe, which symbolized his identity before, was nowhere to be found, and the gorgeous lined robe on his body was bloodstained at the moment, and there were even a few sword marks, and they were all oozing blood.

Looking at Xia Qingming in front of him, Huayang Fu was slightly surprised, God knows what he has experienced during this time.

God really knows what Xia Qingming went through, and for a moment, he almost lost himself.

The three souls and the seven spirits that evolved later and the seven spirits that already existed in the outer body of this body, the two consciousnesses jointly competed for the dominance of this body, two completely unrelated and surging, sometimes he was the second senior brother of the younger generation of Wei Daoshan Xia Qingming, and sometimes he was a mysterious monk who did not know the origin, a monk who controlled a pillar of optimus, he did not know his origin, only known as Fang Daozhen.

Eventually, the strong desire for revenge finally overcame the mysterious monk who came out of nowhere, and he was finally able to fall silent for a while.

The person in front of him didn't make any answer, Hua Yangfu hated this kind of communication, Ying Jianqiong was like this at first, and now Xia Qingming in front of him is like this.

He tried his best to suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart, and said:

"Actually, we can cooperate, your purpose is to take revenge on the Jianghu Inn, and my purpose is to prevent him from entering Chang'an, this is a good thing for mutual benefit, how about it?"

After thinking for a moment, Xia Qingming opened his mouth and said coldly:

"Eat first, then take a shower."

Looking at his appearance covered in mud and blood, Hua Yangfu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and spit out a word in his mouth:

"Good ......"

The two of them walked towards the mountain and Shenzhou.

On the other side of the mountain, two men lay in the middle of a bush, one long dead, the other dying.

This person is Shi Dayong, the county keeper who left Qingyang County.

Three days ago, someone in Pinghu Villa sent a message that Wei Zigeng, the young shopkeeper of the Jianghu Inn, was invited, saying that it was about Shangshengjiao.

Hearing this, he rushed to Lingzhou City that day, seeing that there was only a mountain apart, he did not listen to the persuasion and resolutely went over the mountain, and found Xia Qingming who was fighting with another will in the bushes halfway up the mountain.

Out of kindness, he dismounted and placed Xia Qingming in a relatively flat mountainous area, and the servant on the side reminded:

"Lord County Guard, this matter is very important, and the young shopkeeper has suffered a lot of injuries because of this, let's go quickly."

Shi Dayong nodded lightly, and the words "Young Shopkeeper" sounded in Xia Qingming's ears, but it was like a thunderbolt in his heart, and his eyes instantly returned to clear and red flashed away.

"Less shopkeeper? Jianghu Inn has less shopkeepers? ”

Before Shi Dayong could react, a sword flash disappeared, and the servants on the side and the bushes behind him were cut off in unison, and blood sprayed wildly, staining the mountain road red.

"You ......"

Before he finished speaking, the tip of the sword had already pierced his throat, and Xia Qingming pulled the sword out of his throat with an expressionless face, and blood gushed out like a spring for nearly two feet.

He was lying on the ground, his legs kicking wildly, his hands covering his throat that had been penetrated, he was all cause and effect, it was useless, but he would cover his throat uncontrollably.

This is the most instinctive survival instinct of human beings, and it is not controlled by any reason.

"If you want to blame the person surnamed Wei, who let you have a relationship with the surname Wei, it's no wonder that I'm Xia Qingming."

After saying that, the figure disappeared in a flash and disappeared into the night.

Shi Dayong fell to the ground, his body kept squirming and trembling, and finally a figure seemed to appear in front of his eyes, it was a young girl, with a delicate face and a smile on her face, as if she was saying something.

He didn't hear clearly, and he didn't need to hear clearly, it was enough to know her in this life and die for her.

When he was a teenager, because of his poor appearance, he was frustrated in the love field, and unconsciously brought this emotion into the officialdom.

There were many disagreements with the ideas of the surrounding officials, and because of this incident, he was even more excluded, and in the end he could only live in a corner and become the county magistrate of Zhiqing County, Qingyang County, who could not display his ambitions.

Even if it was just a small Qipin county order, he still pounced on it with enthusiasm, and in just two years, Zhiqing County was governed in an orderly manner.

In the past, Qingyang County's collection of New Year's grain had to be delayed again and again, but now every household can have enough surplus grain for the New Year.

Depressed, he met Ye Huaiyu by chance.

The young man is in love for the first time, even if he knows that it is impossible to have any results with this strange woman who is famous in this life, it does not prevent the young man from falling in love with her.

The two talked happily, and Ye Huaiyu would not be prejudiced against such a stupid and unattractive young man like others, and even agreed with his views very much.

"How many years have many people forgotten what they studied for? What is the purpose of being an official? Contemporary Yan Sheng Gong proposed that the people are precious, the community is secondary, and the monarch is light, this statement is really like a slap in the face, how many readers have been woken up! ”

Speaking of this, Shi Dayong took a sip of wine and smiled heartily.

"Shi Dayong, I, Ye Huaiyu, recognize your brother, so I won't call you Lord Shi, are you willing to contribute to the people with me?"

The vision gradually blurred, Shi Dayong let go of the hand covering his throat, and with a smile, he passed away for a long time.

The night wind blows, and when his body decomposes here, I'm afraid no one will know that he died here.

In the past two months, two major events have occurred in Gangnam Province, and these two major events have almost paralyzed the entire Gangnam Province.

First, Jiangnan Villa was completely destroyed, as the good deeds said, Yang Qiyun and the immortals finally died of exhaustion, Jiangnan Villa lost its protection, once the fly camp dog Gou surfaced, the Holy See personally suppressed, Yang Bofan and the owner of the village Yang Nuying were decided, a total of 73 relatives of the side branch were exiled, and all the servants were dismissed.

The second is the thorough rectification of the officialdom of Jiangnan Province, and a total of seven officials, including the deceased Yin Liu Xiao of the Guanyuan Prefecture, were sentenced to nine clans for the major crimes of embezzlement and collusion with foreign parties and cults.

For a time, Jiangnan Province was surging, and countless forces that once coveted this piece of fragrant food in Jiangnan Province refocused on this piece of fat.

The vacant seats always need to be replaced, and the business must always be taken over.

And at this moment, Pinghu Villa made an angry move, led by the drunkard Xu Lin, and with the strongest means, he subdued the previous Jiangnan Villa and waved the sixteen chain docks of the waterway overnight.

The owner of Pinghu Villa, Cheng Kongfang, waved his hand, scattered nearly eighty percent of the villa's assets, took advantage of the new official to open up the entire Jiangnan Province officialdom, and included salt, tea, silk and other businesses in a near-monopoly way.

At this point, there is no trace of Jiangnan Villa in Jiangnan, and their story will only exist in the mouth of the storyteller under the overpass.

In the mountains of Beigu, under the willow trees, on the water of Taihu Lake, in the yellow wood boat.

After three rounds of drinking, Xu Yue was already lying on the table, and Cheng Xi was already under the table at the moment, snoring loudly.

There is no endless feast in the rivers and lakes, and the end of a journey is just a glass of wine.

Tomorrow, the two will set off and go to Ayaluo Prefecture and the capital city with the Liangqiu brothers and sisters.

"Brother Xu, you say, what is a brother!"

Cheng Xi under the table immediately stood up, jumped on the bow of the boat in one step, and staggered loudly.

Xu Yue, who was originally lying on the table, immediately stood up instinctively, played a set of empty drunken punches, and said in a daze:

"There are difficulties together, there is wine to drink, brothers!"

When Cheng Xi heard his words, he jumped in front of Xu Yue again, grabbed his neck and said:

"Huh? Is it blessed to share in it? ”

Xu Yue waved his hand, smiled stupidly, and said:

"If my brother is rich, all he needs to do is give me a glass of wine when he sees me, what does his rich life have to do with me?"

"And what about you?"

"Hahahaha!"

Xu Yue raised his head and laughed, then poured another sip of wine and shook his head vigorously.

"I, it's impossible to be rich, if one day I Xu Yue really get rich, it must be the day I die, because my rich friend will burn a lot of gold ingots for me!"

The Liangqiu brothers and sisters smiled and drank wine with Wei Zigeng, but Zhang Ruojing was silent at the moment, full of worries, and the rest of them only felt that they were children, and they couldn't fit in, so they didn't think about anything else.

Hearing Xu Yue's words, Wei Zigeng's face changed suddenly, and a sword scabbard slammed on his skull.

"Xu Yue's broken mouth! Don't be a prophecy! ”

Now they don't know, even in the future, they won't care about this sentence, if they can recall it, they will know that Xu Yue's sentence is indeed a prophecy now.

Xu Yue will not be rich, and he will not die.

Cheng Huan reluctantly glanced at the white ripple long knife in his hand, and reluctantly handed it over to Wei Zigeng.

"Give the knife back to you, remember to bring her to see me again in the future! I still haven't read a lot of books to her! ”

Wei Zigeng smiled and took the knife and put it aside, hugged his fists and said:

"Don't worry, Ah Ying must also hope to come to see Miss Second often."

These days, Cheng Huan's admiration for Zhou Ying, Wei Zigeng can be said to be in his eyes.

Every day, she can be seen reading in the courtyard, reading the geographical chronicles of various states, reading travelogues, reading the teachings of sages, and reading anecdotes of strange people.

And next to her there was a beautiful white knife all the time.

She knew that Zhou Ying loved to read, so she wanted to read all the books that Zhou Ying hadn't had time to finish reading, at least to read all the books in Pinghu Villa.

Cheng Xi quietly came to the eldest sister Cheng Huan and said softly:

"Sister, don't you have anything to say?"

Cheng Huan slapped Cheng Xi on the back of the head, which actually made his wine sober up a little.

The eldest lady shook her hand, looked at Wei Zigeng with a warm smile in a daze, and stopped talking, but finally didn't say a word.

Some words are always difficult to say, and some people are always doomed.

"Or maybe just meeting it will take all your luck."

The eldest lady Cheng Qing muttered in her mouth, no one heard what she said, and no one knew what she was reading.

At this moment, Cheng Huan took a sip of the cup and said:

"Pen and paper waiting!"

On the second day, this song came out from Pinghu Villa, giving a surprise to the entire Jiangnan Province Wenlin, and the second lady Cheng Huan had another masterpiece after two years.

The words say:

The oblique pavilion relies on the view of the cangwu, and everyone is drunk.

Leaning on the railing, chanting a song clearly, beautiful and delicious.

If you want to buy osmanthus and carry wine, it is not the same as a teenager.

The willow tie ship is still unstable, and it can be a few days, and the rivers and lakes.

Life is like a send, when to work hard and complain.

Throughout the ages, how many spring flowers and autumn moons are sad.

Can you remember?

Once feasted in the mountains of Beigu, the time and tears were sent, and the falling flowers and the waning moon were heavy?