Hua Pozi ignored it, and only squeezed out a smile on Yan Saburo and the others: "The nearby towns are in a mess, and it is difficult to protect themselves, so they can't manage it at all." Besides, it's not just my family who eats people, every family in this village is ...... Even if the officials in the township and county want to punish the crime, it is impossible to punish so many people at the same time. ”

"You see, the county doesn't care, why should the two of you bother with the little old woman?" she begged again, "Let me go, I will definitely send a few people out of Qingyan Village smoothly! If I die, the people in the village will not let you go!"

No matter how powerful this big and small is, it is impossible to fight against everyone in the village at the same time. Her eyes flickered, and her last sentence turned to threat.

Yan Saburo looked at her sideways: "It turns out that you still know that the law does not blame the public?"

Hua Pozi nodded hurriedly, and heard his next sentence: "Fortunately, I'm not the Fa." Then there was a chill on his neck.

Yan Saburo lowered his hand, and a bead of blood slipped from the tip of the sword to the ground.

His murderous face did not change, and the young couple was shocked at first, and then begged them to take him away. The more vicious this one is, the greater the chance that he will leave the village alive.

At this time, the knock on the door became louder and louder, mixed with a few mutterings: "No one answers, shouldn't something happen?"

"The flower woman is greedy, there are too many people to rob! Four, hey, how can he handle the two of them?"

"It doesn't seem good. The people outside didn't get a response, and urged repeatedly, "Smash in, hurry, don't let people run!"

The old woman's house has accepted four outsiders, and the rest of the village, whether they are red or worried, will always come to find out.

Hua Pozi is right, the common evil has made the villagers more united than ever, and they will not allow them to slip out alive and divulge the secrets of the whole village.

The wooden door of the farmhouse was not strong, and it could not withstand two blows of an axe before it was split.

The villagers rushed in, and when they saw Yan Saburo and the two of them walking out of the back kitchen, they were both stunned, and they were holding axes and asked loudly, "Where is the flower woman?"

Qu Yunhe turned his head and asked Yan Sanlang: "Kill?"

In fact, he asked what Chitose meant, but she always let Yan Saburo make up her own mind.

Yan Saburo's face was calm, and the resentful wood sword slipped out of his sleeve, there was no cold light flashing, only a gloomy forbearance:

"Hmm. ”

No one here cannot be killed.

......

It was dawn and the snow had stopped.

Yan Saburo and Qu Yunhe also led their own horses, and another horse was shared by the young couple and parted ways at the entrance of the village.

The young husband was grateful: "Thank you two for saving your life, we are going to cross the border to the north, hoping to settle in the city of Juyao." If there is a chance, Zheng Zekai will definitely repay him!"

After they left, Yan Saburo glanced back at Qingyan Village.

Everything that had happened here was whitewashed by the snow, and it looked so clean.

Yan Saburo was about to leave, but after thinking about it, he turned around and walked into the flower woman's house, turned out a small brass hand stove, and added two pieces of silver charcoal found by other families, and carefully put them into the bookcase.

This is for the white cat to keep warm. On winter days, she always complains that it is too cold.

Sure enough, as soon as the stove was put in, the cat gave it the most enthusiastic hug, and even the limbs and belly were tightly cling.

Ah, her stove—

"Are you comfortable?" he scratched the cat's neck.

The cat glanced at him: "Close the lid quickly, the heat is going to run away!"

With a stove, who cares about him?

Yan Saburo closed the bookcase and picked it up again, and then led the horse out. Qu Yunhe gave him a thumbs up: "This horse P shot well." After walking for many days, Qu Yunhe also knew a little about Yan Saburo's past, and when he saw his daily life with Chitose, he roughly understood why the arrogant Chitose succumbed to an unknown teenager.

This kid's love for cats is really meticulous.

The snow was too deep, and the horses had to wait until the official road on the flat ground before they could let go of their hooves and gallop. Yan Saburo inadvertently lowered his head, and found that he had a little blood stain on his hem, so he couldn't help frowning, and then looked at Qu Yunhe, and his body was clean.

Or his own fire can't be home.

Qu Yunhe noticed his actions: "Since it is personally taught by Lord Chitose, your cultivation progress should be faster." He led his horse and said leisurely, "Who can enter the eyes of a thousand years old, which one is not a genius of the heavens?"

Yan Saburo's eyes flashed slightly. He doesn't seem to be. And Chitose only mentions it occasionally at most, and more often he lets him explore on his own on the path of cultivation.

However, he didn't refute, and only asked Qu Yunhe: "In the past, there were many people who begged her for guidance?"

"Not really. Knowing the existence of Chitose adults, there are not many such people. ”

"What is the origin of this ring?" Yan Saburo stretched out his hand, and the black ring lay in the palm of his hand.

Qu Yunhe's expression when he saw the ring was clearly knowledgeable. Besides, it was originally inconspicuous in the corner, mixed with the relics of the other victims, and it was Chitose who picked it out.

"It's a ring, which can be used as a thimble. Qu Yunhe also stared at it, and it took a long time before he replied, "The Queen of Yasukuni was naughty when she was young, and the emperor gave her a ring to let her retract her heart." ”

Yan Saburo said curiously: "In such a poor and remote place, you can also meet old things in Yasukuni?"

"After the fall of Yasukuni, things inside and outside the palace flowed to the people, and some fell into the homes of ordinary people, is it strange?" the white cat yawned lazily, "That ring is made of Tianxiang iron." Two hundred years ago, there was a meteorite from outside the sky that fell into the boundary of Yasukuni, and the place paid tribute, and the Jingwang Palace used it to make some utensils, including this Tianxiang ring. It doesn't need to be smoked to have a natural and special aroma, and others can't imitate it. ”

It turned out to be the only one in the world. Yan Saburo took the ring and approached it, and finally smelled a little fragrance that seemed to be there, more ethereal than the fragrance of flowers. No wonder it attracts cats closer.

Thinking that the flower lady and his wife are old, their sense of smell is far less sensitive than before, and they can not smell the aroma of the iron ring, but also feel that it has an ordinary shape and cannot be exchanged for any money, so they just threw it aside.

He raised his ring to Qu Yunhe: "Leave it for you as a souvenir?" Isn't this man the most revered empress?

"It's your spoils, and it's yours to belong. Qu Yunhe shook his head, of course, he also saw the white cat staring at him with a good eye, "In the past hundred years, I don't know how many owners the ring has changed, and it doesn't have much commemorative significance for me to take it away." He sighed softly, "I don't know what the origin of the pair of masters and servants who were eaten." ”

"No matter what the origin, now it's just two white bones on the shore of Hidden Dragon Lake. Yan Saburo shook his head, "The world is so big, there are no surprises. ”

Qu Yunhe sighed twice and diverted the topic, "In the past, there was a powerful country in the north called Xiaoguo, which often won battles in the south and north, and its strategic depth was extremely wide, so it would leave the country at every turn and fight three or four hundred miles away. ”