I only know that the spring rain is as expensive as oil, and it is also said that the spring rain is as thin as silk, and it is the easiest to enter the poem, but it depends on the rain hitting the banana leaves and Xiaoxiao.

Or the rain is sad and disturbs the mood. Obviously, at this time, with the rumbling sound in the clouds, a large area of black clouds could no longer hold the irritability in it, and the catharsis poured out.

Naturally, this momentum is still unhurried, trickling, and meticulous. It's everyone's heartstrings.

At least Jiang Yi was hit by the irrational blows of the mad demon of Ye San at this time, and his body seemed to be on fire, but when he saw Ye San more headless and brainless rushing out, his heart was a little tighter.

Naturally, I have heard of the strange mental method of the night three watches, but after all, it is better to see it than to see it, and it is also the first time I have seen it—it should be said to be felt—the horror of this kind of mental method, and Jiang Yi, who feels that his cultivation is more similar to the night three, understood what the king with a different surname who should be called his grandfather on the mountain back then,

"Domineering into the body, unmatched." This is talking about the power of cultivating such mental methods, and this clearly refers to the horror of such mental methods when they are against the enemy.

Forcibly operating the breath in his body to calm down the slightly restless qi and blood, Jiang Yi instructed Jiang Xiaolong and Jiang Xiaobai, who were already frightened and at a loss, to let the two of them wait here with peace of mind, and then rushed out of the village with the third watch of the night.

Ye San didn't know where he was going, or where he should go. I don't know what I'm going to do, or what to do.

He just remembered that he should run, and as for why he ran, Ye San in the rain obviously didn't think about it.

Maybe every now and then he turns back and finds himself chasing after him, so he needs to keep running. Ran out of the house, ran over the fence, ran out of the stockade, and looked at the people who had been following him, and ran into the woods and up the hill with a strange cry.

Running behind him and no one followed, Ye Sanjian stopped, looked up blankly, looked at the abrupt boulders on the top of the mountain, looked at the woods under the mountain, looked up at the gloomy sky, and scratched his head.

The rain was not heavy, but he just stood still, letting the rain wet his cheeks and his clothes.

"Three watches!" Jiang Yi was not familiar with the road in the mountains, and it took a lot of time to find it all the way, and when he saw the figure in front of him, he shouted loudly at the moment, which was mixed with a majestic atmosphere, in order to wake up the night three watches who had fallen into the devil.

Naturally, it was also in vain. Mu Ran, who was standing not far away, heard the voice, and turned around to follow the sound in some astonishment, and saw a black shadow in the misty clouds coming towards him, and immediately showed a smile, looking indescribably silly, and said with a smile: "It's fun." Jiang Yi ran very fast, and when he saw that the third watch of the night did not move, he shouted again, but it was even more slippery on the mountain on a rainy day, and he stumbled when he was distracted.

This move frightened the night three watches even more, seeing that the black shadow suddenly made a sound and staggered, and now it is already a child's ordinary night three watches

"Ghost" exclaimed, turned around and ran, even faster. Jiang Yi, who had just caught up, looked anxious, seeing that the time had arrived, if he couldn't find it again, he would really be blind when it got dark.

"How's that okay?" Jiang Yi secretly said in his heart,

"How can this ancestor not be as worry-free as when he was a child." Jiang Yi, who is more than ten years older, has a swarthy dark face and is helpless, he has not been less in contact with these younger brothers and sisters since he was a child, how can he not know about the stubbornness of the third watch of the night?

There is no way to do it, how to say that it is also his younger brother, so he can only catch up, alternating between cold and hot, and the mountainside is covered with mist, surrounding the entire mountain, which is already blurred.

Ye San shuttled through the forest, jumping between boulders, and got up when he fell, and he didn't dare to stop when he was covered in mud, for fear that the black shadow behind him would catch up with him.

Ye San stumbled all the way, Jiang Yi also staggered and chased, the two of them just went forward and backward, one aimlessly, the other groped closely, up and down the mountain, climbing over the cliff and over the hillside.

After running wildly for a long time, when he saw a stone wall, he stopped at night, and scratched his head again. Looking back at the black and white in the drizzle, the night three ran like crazy along the root of the city wall.

The sky is more dim and depressing by the gloomy rainy day, the night three wipes the rain on his face, looks at the city gate that is about to close not far away, his face is happy, his feet are strong, the intermittent energy in the body seems to be instantaneous and continuous, the body is only a few breaths to the city gate, and he crashes into it, so frightened that the guard who is closing the door trembles, just to see a figure flashing into the city, and it can't really be seen, just as it is called a flower, the rain is irritable, and he doesn't think about it, and he curses in a low voice and closes the city gate.

Ye San ran along the city avenue for a while, neither dodging nor dodging, opening a few stalls that had not had time to clean up, bumping into a few passers-by who could not avoid it, and causing a burst of curses.

The third night stopped again, he looked east and west, found a passer-by nearby, took two steps, and asked, "Why are you scolding me?" Right now, his head is as muddy as mush, how can the third night know what he has done, but he knows that it is not right to scold.

Looking at the young man in front of him who was covered in mud, with a disheveled head, a sloppy gaze, and a stupid expression, the passers-by regarded him as a flower, after all, the dress and every move of the night three watches now really make people feel pitiful, and the road should be unlucky, looking at the night three watches in front of him, he didn't say much, but just scolded

"Unlucky", shake your hand and leave. The third watch of the night stepped forward to grab the passer-by, and did not forgive,

"Why are you scolding me!" The tone is also hard, as if it is not his fault. The passer-by was also kind, and he didn't want to worry too much about him, so he shook him off with all his might, walked a few steps, but was dragged again, and still asked as if he was unreasonable: "Why are you scolding me!" "This pulling and pulling attracted more onlookers who were good to make people, and the passers-by also felt embarrassed, after all, it was also embarrassing to pull with a flower in public, which made people laugh.

Seeing that there were more and more people, some of them had begun to point and say, the passer-by felt that his face was even more faceless, he flicked the sleeves of his robe, and vigorously pushed the night three more to the ground, and was about to leave in a big stride, but he didn't take a few steps, and the night three more on the ground even climbed forward and hugged the thigh of the passerby, this time there was no more questioning, but there was a little splashing and rolling, and the scoundrel generally said: "You can't go." The road was so popular that he kicked a few times, but this flower was just holding himself desperately, and he didn't let go of his hands no matter what.

I can't get away from walking, I can't push it away, and the people around me are gathering more and more, and the passerby is in a hurry, reaching into his arms and taking out a few copper coins, and saying in his mouth

"Go, go, go", shook his hand and threw it out. Although Ye Sangen was delirious at this time, it has become a subconscious habit to practice martial arts since he was a child, and when he saw some small objects flying out, his instinctive reaction was a roar: "There is a hidden weapon!" "It's just that the air is very insufficient, obviously not as loud as usual, plus there is a rush to grab and pounce, there are only three or two pieces in hand, there are still a few jumping and rolling away on the ground, and there is a burst of tumbling and fluttering here at night Sanchang, which looks really funny.

After all, the qi in the body is intermittently connected, there is nothing on the surface, there is no reality, a tangible and unintentional flash, moving down, the foot is unstable and fell to the ground.

This fall is also porcelain, and it hurts

"Ouch" non-stop, more fun, causing the people around to be even more uproar, so angry that the night three didn't have time to get up and throw his hand to throw out a few copper plates in his hand, such as pear blossoms scattered to the passers-by on the street, but also caused a burst of dodge abuse, but let the person who was entangled with it just now see the opportunity to dodge into the crowd and stay away.

Here, when the night three gets up and goes to look for it again, how can I still find it? There are still some white oil-paper umbrellas under the light rain, and passers-by are in a hurry, and they are even more afraid to avoid him, so that the already unconscious Yesan is even more difficult to tell who is who, and he is in a hurry, and he can't tell what kind of expression his face is panicked and resentful for a while, mixed with the rain is just a moment of helplessness, and then he looks east and west and plunges into the crowd again, still muttering that sentence

"Why scold me", it is even more crazy, whether it is a man or a woman, but anyone who can reach out and grab it, go up is a handful, no matter where the passerby is caught, it is like this at the beginning, so that it is even more frightened that passers-by do not choose the road, and there are already women who are panicked and screamed again and again

"Help", the scene once fell into chaos, like porridge that had just been boiled, and it was a mess. There are already people shouting to report to the official, which is good, and things are developing in an uncontrolled direction, but what can be done?

The night three, who was already crazy, was even more happy, screaming and cursing one after another, so as not to make a fuss. Jiang Yi finally came in a hurry, this way was a period of exploration, and finally saw the town catch up with the city gate just closed, and there was a delay when he had to open the city gate and hand it over to the public inspection office, and then he found it was already such a chaotic situation now, and the whole street was also a chicken, flying and jumping.

Jiang Yi had no choice but to try to disperse the crowd in order to find the third watch as soon as possible. It's just that how can this situation be summed up in one garbled word?

The noisy crowd in front of them was crowded and everyone was hugging each other, Jiang Yi was beaten up by the crowd before he took a few steps forward, and the two families were swaying from side to side without self-control, which was enough to see the chaos at this time.

At this moment, someone on the street shouted loudly

"The government is coming", the crowd stopped in an instant, and a large area was consciously vacated in front, and then looked at the night three watches, standing in the field blankly and not knowing what was happening, looking left and right, but stopped the action and didn't take a few breaths, and then began to arrest people again.

After grabbing and looking for it, and then pushing it away, this can make the dozen or so soap-clothed officers and soldiers who have just arrived busy for a while, while appeasing the people to arrest this

"The culprit". The pedestrians on the road are the most guilty, panicked and frightened, for fear that this plague-like flower child will be touched, one by one to avoid it, those who catch it and push it down or are directly pushed aside, even if they scold but dare not make it loud, for fear that this flower child will be led to their side again, which will only increase the disgust.

In the rainy town, the sun is already in the middle of the day, it should be quiet, peaceful and peaceful, but now this farce is really a bit unbearable.