Chapter 119: The beauty of thinking, what is our relationship
Yang Jin walked down the secret passage, came out of a dense forest, and after a few steps down, he saw the camp guarded by the Song soldiers.
This is the closest camp to the bottom of the mountain, made of trees on the mountain, compared to the luxury of the Qianzhang Pavilion, it is like a pigsty, and the roof is covered with a layer of dried grass.
Yang Jin hid in the innermost bushes along the outer wall of the camp, and kept fanning his nose with his hand, and the thatched house of the camp was separated by a wooden wall.
Behind him, in addition to Niu Gao, there were seven thieves, two of whom carried a bamboo raft on which lay a woman, followed by an old man with his hands tied behind his back, and a healer who looked kind.
The old man stuffed a cloth in his mouth and glared angrily at Yang Jin.
Yang Jin ignored him and asked Niu Gao, "When will the people from the seventh and eighth villages come over?" ”
Niu Gao scratched the messy hair like weeds, "Big boss, they are dredging the cave." ”
Seven and eight two camps, is the most secret camp of Qianzhang Cliff, there are unsightly deeds in it, to go to these two camps from the secret road, you must pass through a very small cave, a while ago there was a lot of rain, the cave into a lot of mud and stone.
The entrance to the cave is narrow, and the people who come from Qianzhang have no tools to take advantage of, so it takes a lot of time to dig up.
Yang Jin knew this situation, and slapped the trees around him, with a look of indignation.
The high-rise building is on the Qianzhang Pavilion, and if you don't find someone, you will definitely search the mountain.
Fortunately, he didn't know that there was a secret way down, and he wouldn't be able to search for it for a while.
Then wait.
Yang Jin found a stone and sat down, looked up at the gate of the camp, a large group of farmers and old and weak soldiers, driven by the Song soldiers, walked outside, as if they had been caught, doing the work of destroying the steps down the mountain at the intersection ahead.
The way down the mountain was destroyed, and arrow towers were erected around it, so that if you want to rush down the mountain, you can only use it as a live target.
Fortunately, he saw that as long as the mountain road was dredged and his people came out of the secret road, they could surprise Song Bing.
The corners of Yang Jin's mouth turned up slightly, and when the time came, he would attack both outside the mountain and inside the mountain, and he would not worry about the immortality of the Song soldiers.
After all the farmers in the camp were driven away, the Song people left five soldiers to guard the gate of the village, and not long after, Yang Jin saw someone walking towards the camp, looking like a group of sons and brothers who were playing in the mountains and rivers, all with long eyebrows and clear eyes, and no weapons on their bodies.
Is that man's accomplice? Yang Jin became nervous in his heart, and quickly called Niu Gao to his side, and looked towards the woods again.
These days, as soon as he closes his eyes, he thinks of the young man dressed in white with a smile on his face, and the barefoot girl beside the young man.
The boy was like a Yama, and the girl was the bodhisattva in his heart.
He had never seen such a girl, that innocent eyes, that smile like a spring breeze, and that posture when walking, better than all the mountains in the world...
The group of people who entered the camp was led by the Xixia Erzhu, looking around vigilantly.
Zhao Huan took Wang Wanrong's hand and glanced at the people around him from time to time.
Wang Wanrong was a little embarrassed, but fortunately, she wiped ash on her face, and she couldn't see the blush.
"Don't worry, Childe, I'll hold it." Wang Wanrong said shyly.
Last time she was outside Bianliang City, she was careless...
Zhao Huan smiled: "It's okay, it's a big deal to change again." ”
I think that at the beginning, the six people went out of Bianliang City, like a lost dog.
Only when the beauties are accompanied, holding each other's hands, step by step, can we get to where we are today.
Among the women, if you talk about who you have the deepest feelings for, it must be the person in front of you.
"Wanrong, when I'm free, I want to hold your hand and travel around the world." Zhao Huan said.
Wang Wanrong didn't know what the world was, but as long as he said it, she was willing to listen and nod her head.
She suddenly remembered that Zong Yu, who was far away in Mongolia, was also like her, she only wanted to listen to him speak and watch him do things alone, even if what he did was sometimes ridiculous.
Suddenly something occurred to her.
"Childe, I'll see you later... Are you okay to wait outside? Wang Wanrong lowered her head, her voice was very soft, and her heart was beating fast.
The answer was exactly what she expected.
"Think beautifully! What a relationship we have! Zhao Huan put his arm around her shoulders and whispered in her ear.
Wang Wanrong bowed her head helplessly, but her heart was beautiful.
The dignified Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty accompanied her to the toilet, such a grace, the Great Song Dynasty harem has never had it.
Walking into the camp, there was a strong musty smell, and the walls were full of grain and grass, but due to poor management, some moisture was affected.
Zhao Huan quickened his pace, walked through the corridor, and soon came to the thatched house.
The condition of the thatched house is not good, and there are thin seams at the back of a few spliced wooden boards, which sprinkle into the white sunlight.
Zhao Huan hurriedly stepped forward and looked out through the crack.
Later, she took off her pants gracefully, but she couldn't be peeped at by the soldiers guarding the camp.
At this glance, a red dress appeared in front of me, lying sideways with her feet curled up.
This posture, this hips, is beautiful.
How can there be a woman lying in this barren mountain and wilderness? If there are bandits plotting against him, then I want a hero to save the United States.
Zhao Huan looked around, and there was no one around except for the woods that were blown by the mountain wind.
He looked up the tree again, and in a leafy place, he saw a pair of bare feet.
White as jade, fine as porcelain, small and exquisite, pink and shiny, shining in the sunlight through the trees.
Further up, the green leaves cover the calves, and the white and green reflect and loom.
Zhao Huan smiled.
This is a thousand-year-old fox who has become a spirit, come to this mountain to charm me?
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you're a human or a demon, if you see it, you have to see enough!
I want to see who has such jade feet, who is the demon...
In the grass below the woods, Yang Jin looked angry.
When there was a sound of footsteps from the thatched house next door, Niu Gao asked him to avoid being seen.
All of them hid in the bushes, but the injured woman had no way to hide.
This woman was very important to him, and she was wounded, so she could only pray that she was not seen.
"The big boss, they seem to be coming." Niu Gao said.
In the distance, Zhao Huan was walking this way with nine people.
Yang Jin's eyes showed a fierce light, grabbed a handful of grass, and pulled it into two sections.
"It's not like, it's really coming! There is a way in heaven that you don't take, don't blame the ruthlessness of this big boss. Yang Jin said in a low voice and pulled out a dagger from his leggings, "Kill them all, don't make too much noise." ”
That woman, until the last moment, he didn't want to give up.
It's close.
Niu Gao took out a giant slingshot and buckled the inverted triangle stone to the slingshot.
He has two things that everyone in Qianzhang Cliff admires.
The first is to carry the burden, a burden of 500 catties, he can carry it up the mountain in one breath.
The second is to shoot birds, as long as he pulls the slingshot, he does not return empty-handed.
Niu Gao pulled the slingshot full and aimed it at Zhao Huan, who was walking in the middle.
Because Zhao Huan is the tallest, he is aiming at his eyes.
It's closer!
Niu Gao pulled the slingshot to the full, ready to shoot!
"Change the one with the knife next to you." Yang Jin said.
The five people who walked in the front were unarmed and would certainly be easy to deal with.
The other five with knives must be dealt with first.
"Do it!" When Zhao Huan came to the edge of the thatched house, Yang Jin snorted lightly.
"Bang!" The stones in the slingshot flew out, and a soldier covered his eyes and slowly fell to the ground.
"Childe be careful!" Yu Liyan could see the power of this stone, and took out a dagger from his sleeve.
The two plants of Western Xia are also holding whips in their hands.
In the grass, nine thieves each stared at one and pounced fiercely.
"Poof! Poof! "Yang Jin and Niu Gao have killed their respective targets one after another.
The two thieves who pounced on Zhao Huan and Wang Wanrong were caught in the throat by the long whip and pulled to the ground.
The two plants of Xixia both knelt on one knee on the bandit's chest, twisted their hands hard, twisting the bandit's neck, and at the same time avoiding the bandit who rushed towards them.
When Niu Gao turned around, Yu Liyan's dagger was being pulled out of the neck of another bandit.
In an instant, three of the thieves were hanged, three Song soldiers died, and the rest were undecided.
"Poof! Burst! "There was a shaking sound in the woods, as if a monkey was crossing the woods.
"It's hard,!" Yang Jin shouted, no longer entangled, and immediately ran towards the secret passage.
It was a voice he had heard many times.
The boy in white, in the woods, was more nimble than a monkey.
If it weren't for that, he would have caught the boy a long time ago, and he would have brought the Bodhisattva-like girl back to the Qianzhang Pavilion.
Niu Gao was running, and he pulled up the slingshot again, and this time he was going to deal with Yu Liyan.
The scene of Yu Liyan's murder touched him the most.