"Childe, should we run away?" Cripple Nine has always been indignant about the matter of sending him to death.

"As the saying goes, if you eat other people's mouths are short, and if you take other people's hands short, you won't be able to leave from the time you take over the "Taishi Thunder Fa"!" Ling Muyun's eyes rolled and stared directly at Cripple Jiu: "You want to run too?" ”

The three hundred loyal guards fled early, and the only thing left around was the old servant of the lame nine.

This alone was enough to make Ling Muyun feel emotional, even if the lame nine said that he wanted to escape from the city, Ling Muyun would not stop him.

"What did Childe say? The bowl of braised pork for the New Year, whose son will share it with his subordinates? I'm lame, but I'm not a person who steals his life. ”

In order to show his loyalty, Cripple Nine deliberately slapped his chest on Bang Bang to strengthen his tone.

"Hey, I don't know the fetish of the king of the northwest, judging from the rumors, it's not a good bird." Ling Muyun had a rare sentimentality: "Lame nine, you run first!" I really can't keep the courtyard...... I'll go after you. ”

It can be said that Cripple Jiu grew up watching Ling Muyun, and he knows better than anyone else about his son-in-law's temperament.

Pure heart, optimistic and strong, with a hint of stubbornness in perseverance, occasionally missing his parents, also in the dead of night.

Dingbei City is too small to fit a son, but even if he leaves this place one day, presumably, the small courtyard will be safe and sound.

"I'm lame, a person who is born as a childe, and a ghost who dies is a childe! Survive and die with Childe! ”

"The flesh is numb! Besides, it's true that we stayed, but we didn't promise to defend the city, didn't we promise to defend our home, right? The king of the northwest entered Dingbei, what does it have to do with me? Ling Muyun's eyes rolled and he smiled evilly: "If Yu Meiren says this, I love to hear it." ”

When it came to Yu Meiren, Ling Muyun then frowned: In the entire Dingbei City, all those who can go are gone, and the rest are either reluctant to have that share of the family business and have a trace of illusion about the king of the northwest, or they are old, weak, sick and disabled, and they really can't go.

But the poppy beauty, and even the entire hook column, seem to be nothing, the song is sung, the dance is twisted, the wind is light and light, it is really incomprehensible.

"Childe, do you know the name of the hook?" Lame Nine asked knowingly.

"You can walk to Yishixuan with your eyes closed, can you still not know the name?" Ling Muyun was a little unimpressed by the problem that the lame nine had no head and no brains.

"Did that boy ever think that poppies are not surnamed Yu?"

"The poppy beauty is not surnamed Yu, is the surname Shi?" Before Ling Muyun finished speaking, he suddenly patted his head: "Really? ”

Lame nine nodded: "Eight nine is not far from ten." ”

No matter how wise the monarch is, he is always thirsty for talent, such as the Cao family of the previous dynasty, the popular "Zhou Gong spit and feed, the world returns to the heart", and the desire for talents has reached the point of writing poems.

The Great Jin Dynasty is not, it is simply full of talents, there are seven sages of the bamboo forest in the front, and there are twenty-four friends of the Golden Valley in the back, which one does not have a little talent in the world?

But the problem is: there are many people, and there are many backbones.

The Shi family was once as bright as a star in the troubled times, but now it seems that it is just an episode in history.

Although it has long since declined, the eighteen horses of the state can still stop the cry of the baby in Saibei.

"The eighteen horsemen who are dominant, and finally fell into the hands of a woman, can the coffin board of the old Shi family be stopped?" Ling Muyun continued: "Then she must have a plan when she comes to the Western Mountain Region, and perhaps, she may have an inextricable relationship with the King of the Northwest. ”

Lame Jiu was silent for a long time, and looked at the slanting sun with deep eyes: "That day, my hand was indeed abrupt!" ”

"When did you know that Yi Shixuan was related to the Shi family in Bingzhou?" Ling Muyun always felt that there was something wrong with this, but he couldn't figure out the joints.

"Childe, how do I know? Isn't that what you're leading you to think about? Crippled Nine held back his bitter gourd face, full of sadness.

"Something is wrong, let's test it tomorrow!"

"Childe, more things are better than less, the autumn of troubled times."

"Why is this virtuous?" Ling Muyun looked at Cripple Jiu, as if he owed him money all over the world: "I have a young master, are you afraid of a bird?" ”

"Childe, I was slapped twice, but you pretended not to know!" Cripple Nine's voice was low, but his grievances were not small.

"Don't care about these details, just say if you don't listen to music tomorrow!"

"Hmm...... Listen! "Cripple Nine seems to have made a lot of determination.

In the past, most of the music was for spiritual pleasure, but tomorrow, I want to find out.

So much so that after rolling on the bed for a long time, Ling Muyun still couldn't sleep, so he pulled out the "Taishi Thunder Fa" from under the pillow and looked through it carefully.

According to the book, thunder is yang, thunder is yin, practitioners from shallow to deep, must first practice the thunder method, is for the yang thunder, and then cultivate the thunder method, is the yin thunder, and then integrate into the thunder method.

At this time, you can use sky mines, mines, water mines, divine mines, and social mines, collectively known as the five mines.

This five thunders are different from the five thunder orders in the thunder law chapter, and they are the real five thunder laws.

The castrated version of the Ling's thunder method only records the body method and less than half of the thunder method, and the palm thunder is just one of the applications of yang thunder.

At the same time, palm thunder is also known as thunder, if you want to borrow the power of thunder and lightning between heaven and earth, you must use palm thunder to fill the space with thunder to attract heaven and earth thunder.

"Isn't this just an egg in the chicken coop?" After being surrounded by clouds for a long time, Ling Muyun stuffed the book back under his pillow, turned around and fell asleep.

The next day, when the master and servant went to Goulan to listen to the music with great interest, they found that the door of Yishixuan was closed.

The door is clearly written in black and red letters: closed for three days.

"Cripple Nine, did you say something was wrong?"

In the past, it was not uncommon for Yi Shixuan to close down, but when he wanted to come to find out, Yi Shixuan didn't open the door!

Looking back on the past three years, except for the occasional troublemaker, Yi Shixuan has never exceeded the rules, and he has not been able to study the clues.

"It's a coincidence, do you want to slam the door?" The lame nine is about to stretch out his hand.

"Is it a lack of heart?" Ling Muyun stopped Lame Jiu: "If you go in now, won't you startle the snake?" Why don't you go on a night trip! ”

"When did Childe have the hobby of being a gentleman on the beam?"

"I'm not a thief, I'm a gentleman! I'm going to break your legs again! ”

After making a calculation, it was finally at night, Ling Muyun put on a night suit and was about to go out, but he was greeted by a lame nine who was also dressed in black: "What are you going to do?" ”

"Didn't Childe say he wanted to spy at night?"

"The two dogs that hooked the fence, can you run? If the poppy is really as conjecture, your deep and shallow voice, people would have discovered it a long time ago! Ling Muyun said disdainfully: "Peace of mind at home, make a supper, and wait for me to come back." ”

After saying that, he disappeared into the night.

The gate of Yishixuan is still closed, but when you turn over the courtyard wall, there is a different scene inside: there are two warriors in armor in the main hall guarding the hall door.

And in the old days, jugglers also carried swords to patrol back and forth.

Ling Muyun lowered his figure and half-hung on the wall, only to see that in the main hall, the poppy beauty was dressed in light green, wearing a tight-fitting cardigan jacket, wide sleeves, and a multi-folded pleated skirt underneath, which was loose and dragged.

There is no longer the appearance of the past style, but there is a touch of heroism and arrogance.

On the opposite side of it is a long-haired old man, wearing a bearded hat and big sleeves, looking harmless to humans and animals.

It's just that the conversation inside couldn't be heard clearly, and Ling Muyun, driven by curiosity, tiptoed along the courtyard wall to get closer.

The sweltering heat of summer made the spider eat a round belly.

Tearing off the pliable spider silk, Ling Muyun finally leaned into the main hall, but before he could prickly up his ears to explore the truth, the long-haired old man walked out of the inner hall, and after saying a brief goodbye to Yu Meiren, he left in a hurry.

"Hey, it's too late!" Ling Muyun squatted in the corner of the wall with a look of regret: "But this poppy beauty is really not simple!" ”