Chapter Ninety-Eight: Green Plums and Wine

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If it is simply the pleasure of the flesh of a man and a woman, then it only needs to be pleasing to both of them.

However, once the matter of marriage between men and women rises to the level between the two clans, then it will be completely different, and complementing each other and complementing each other is the most important thing.

There are countless men raised by the Hehuan Sect, and some men with poor backgrounds and good appearance can only be reluctantly called Ding Furnace, and only those men with prominent family backgrounds can be used as high-level Ding Furnaces, but those men who can bring benefits to their own sect can be regarded as top Ding Furnaces, and Lin Heng is one of the best.

Those with mediocre martial arts strength also have some skills, but if Lin Heng can be the leader, then the Hehuan Sect has laid a foothold in Xishu.

Moreover, the comfortable and luxurious life promised by Lin Heng asked men for men and money for money, which also made the attendants who followed the Hehuan Sect also feel full of confidence.

On the other side, the withered old man slowly walked up the mountain.

There are really masters in the world, and Shen Jin'an watched as the withered old man known as the sixth uncle from Lin Pingping's mouth had killed dozens of people in a row on the way up the mountain.

Killing dozens of people is actually not a big deal, the most important thing is that these people were all dismantled by the sword intent around the withered old man, even Shen Jin'an, who was used to seeing corpses all over the field, couldn't help but feel a tingling of his scalp, and a person with such a fierce means was probably not a good stubble.

The sixth uncle fled all the way from Liangzhou in the northwest, and few people saw him make a move, and more often he stood around Lin Pingping like a clay figure.

The current sixth uncle is more like a banner, a banner that can lead everyone to the top of the mountain.

Lin Pingping's eyes did not have the initial hesitation, and said coldly: "Everyone will rush and kill with me, and the crossbowmen are ready to release arrows!" ”

There was a piercing buzzing sound from the many bowstrings, and the arrows smashed like flying locusts towards Lin Heng's ambush soldiers who had been lying in ambush on both sides.

The arrows drew an arc in mid-air, and the originally beautiful place seemed to become a purgatory on earth in an instant.

The withered old man was born with a short stature, just in terms of appearance, he was the kind of old man who would not attract the attention of others if he was thrown into the crowd, and it seemed to be 108,000 miles behind those elders who looked like they were immortal.

But as soon as he made a move, he felt the kind of lonely hero walking from the vast land of the northwest.

Shen Jinan said thoughtfully: "I heard that there is an uninhabited city in the Northwest Liangshan, which is full of some birds and beasts, because it is extremely vast, so it is also known as the place of death. “

When the old man heard this, he chuckled softly, "You know it well. ”

Shen Jinan smiled awkwardly and said: "It's just that I'm just curious about the trivial things between the rivers and lakes, don't take it to heart." ”

Lin Heng's ambush soldiers also seemed to have expected that the resistance was not so simple, and then launched a big killing weapon from the grass.

There is an organic spring in the crossbow arrow, and there is a whole wooden crossbow machine as the base, weighing hundreds of catties, and the middle crossbow arrow can reach two feet, and it is cast by black iron, once it is issued, it can have the power to break the city and tear the earth.

The crossbow arrow fell violently in the air, and the old man did not have the slightest timidity, he did not dodge or dodge, but just stretched out his hand to pull away the crossbow arrow, and the extremely important crossbow arrow was like a toy in front of the old man, and it was easy.

Although the withered old man can be pushed away with one hand, but the guards behind Lin Pingping do not have such good luck, some of them are too late to dodge, let the crossbow arrows shoot on their bodies, and a few strong men learn the appearance of the withered old man, and plan to block it with their hands, but doing so is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and the crossbow arrows swarmed into the bodies of many guards, and a burst of blood suddenly appeared.

"Miss Qiyu, now the sect has become a mess, and the brothers inside are completely uncontactable, and now it's hard to say." As everyone continued to approach the gate of the Qingcheng faction, a descendant of the Qingcheng faction rushed up.

After easing the situation of the two groups of people bowing and crossbowing each other, Shen Jin'an saw the withered old man beside him, Lin Pingping was not suspicious and just said: "Isn't it true that the eldest brother has betrayed the sect?" ”

Shen Jinan hurriedly quipped on the side: "It's hard to say, since ancient times, it is not uncommon for people to fight for a few taels of silver, not to mention the position of the head of the family above ten thousand people." ”

Hearing Shen Jinan standing and talking, Lin Pingping, who didn't have a backache, suddenly felt that this man still knew which kang was cold and which was hot.

After Chu Tianhua quickly pacified the two, he quickly walked into the village with Huang Laoda, since the scene is out of control now, then he wants to mix it up and try to muddy this mess.

Although there were shouts in the mountain gate, but after all, there was no indiscriminate killing of innocents, after all, these people are blood relatives in the clan, Shen Jin'an actually followed Lin Pingping here to find someone, to find the real culprit who caused this change, to find someone on this one-third of an acre, it may not be easy to say, but it is difficult to say that the goal is clear.

Shen Jin'an came to the ring where he was still competing not long ago, only to see that there were already corpses all over the ring.

Lin Pingping shouted loudly, but no one responded.

Shen Jin'an climbed into the backyard three times and twos, and when he looked down, he saw the guy squatting under a long table and trembling continuously, beads of sweat on his face continued to flow down, and the white towel on his neck was already soaked with the sweat left behind.

Shen Jinan knocked on the table and asked, "All the people who come are guests, I've lived here for so long." Why are you still scared when you see me? ”

The miscellaneous guy was frightened by these two or three knocks on the door, and when he heard the half-literate guest officer who was talking, the miscellaneous guy settled down and crawled out under the table, looked at Shen Jin'an, who had been here for a few days, and then squinted at Lin Pingping next to Shen Jin'an, exhaled and said: "Big, Miss, you're finally back, it's terrible, you don't know what happened during the time you left." ”

Hearing a familiar conversation outside, a steward crawled out of the cabinet and hurriedly came to Lin Pingping's side and cried loudly.

Shen Jin'an looked at the shopkeeper who was drinking Longjing in a big gulp, and couldn't help laughing: "I remember that you used to drink some broth, how can you drink Longjing now." These are the things you wouldn't have done."

The steward took a sip of tea and said: "Now that the village is so messy, I don't know who to give it to if I don't drink it anymore, so it's better for me to hurry up and enjoy it." ”

In the face of survival, all the exaggeration will become optional, this steward who has been in the Qingcheng faction for most of his life has also deeply realized this truth, and the reason why he has been cautious and can support until now is that he talks less and does more, plus the protection of the brothers who patrol the city camp, so he has a taste to live to this day, and now the situation in the sect has changed greatly, and these powerless people naturally can't withstand such a toss.

"What's going on in the sect now?" Lin Pingping asked sharply.

"The eldest prince suddenly made a mistake and asked Elder Lin Tao and the head of the sect to abdicate, and now he has surrounded the council hall, and now he is really embarrassed. You said that how could this thing happen, where is there a son who rebelled against Lao Tzu? The steward told him everything he knew.

The steward poured beans into the bamboo tube and said kindly: "Now that the eldest prince has been surrounded in the council hall, eldest lady, run quickly, if you insist on going, you may never return, now you might as well take this opportunity to slip away, otherwise it will be too late when everything settles." ”

The council hall is located in the highest place of the Qingcheng faction, if it can be said to be independent of the sect in normal times, but now it has become a natural fortress, the situation has found a surprising change, the council hall has been lost, every step has already been stained with archers with bows and arrows, and the council hall is quiet.

Shen Jinan carried the wine jug, and the withered yellow old man beside him followed inch by inch.

Lin Pingping, who was already standing in front of her, looked at Shen Jinan and said with contempt: "Why don't you leave, a foreigner, aren't you afraid of death?" ”

Shen Jin'an said honestly: "I was originally a cloth cloth, but I also know that dogs that can bite people never look forward, how can you have so much nonsense." ”

Lin Pingping has hated Shen Jinan to the root of her teeth. With a look, dozens of people had already surrounded Shen Jin'an in an instant, and Lin Pingping then said to the withered old man: "Sixth uncle, now that the dragons in the sect have no leader, you give me a good look at him, once he has any strange ideas, don't say much, just kill him." ”

"Do you want to be so ruthless?"

Before Lin Pingping finished speaking, Shen Jin'an, who had always maintained a personable demeanor, said as he walked.

In the back garden of the courtyard of the long house, a woman with a cold face quietly looked at the wine stove that was still warm in front of her.

There are also hungry and thirsty green plums next to the wine stove, and rice wine is always not as spicy as white wine, but there is a warm feeling in the mouth.

The green plums that have just been picked from the tree still have a slight blue color, and there are some flowers in the wine.

The woman picked up the flask and just put it in her mouth and took a sip, although it was a little bitter, but after tasting it carefully, it was sweet and long, and it was endless.

"There's such a big movement outside, are you sure you don't go out to have a look?" Madame seemed to hear the footsteps behind her, and said curiously without looking back.

"It's all ready, it depends on how the eldest brother tosses."