The whole mountain trembled violently, and except for the eldest prince, everyone was shocked in their hearts and retreated one after another.

Of course, except for the people who were guarding the mountain.

Those old men on crutches, trembling in the wind and snow, ran towards the mountain with their grandchildren, and suddenly the whole mountain was black and oppressive, like a dark cloud covering the top, and the snow was coming.

There was a long howl in the mountains, and then the flag died down, as if two armies were facing each other, one side shouted, and then returned to the camp to garrison.

The eldest prince frowned, looked at the mountain that had calmed down, and then looked at the people who were pressing towards the mountain, and frowned.

Eventually, he let out a long sigh and walked towards the people.

The most important skill that a qualified strategist or politician should learn or the greatest ability is to change his face.

The eldest prince put away his seriousness, and his white hair and his gentle smile were a little more convincing to the people.

The second prince looked at his brother who was smiling and like a spring breeze, and said softly.

After the persuasion of the eldest prince, the hearts of the people were relieved, especially when they heard that the eldest prince brought the former Tiefutu, they had a little more trust in the eldest prince.

The tide of the people gradually receded, and the eldest prince breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the retreating people, and immediately became cold.

"Extend another hundred paces outward, and stop everyone you can. If the people come to investigate without permission, they will not be spared! The eldest prince said with a look in his eyes.

The iron rider beside him lowered his head and slowly walked back to the group.

The eldest prince glanced at the quiet mountain and shook his head, but he didn't expect it to be really thunderous and rainy. It is estimated that his hundred horsemen are almost here, and the greetings he sent have also been responded, and people from all walks of life have come one after another, thinking that he Xu Changan is a dragon flying into the sky, and he can't escape from the palm of his hand.

Therefore, today he rarely did not stay in front of the mountain, and set up a tent in the Tiefutu blockade circle.

Sheepskin, fire, wine.

Regardless of the heavy snow outside, the treatment and enjoyment of the prince will not be less than half a point.

Wu Yi was wearing a thick jacket, kept rubbing his hands, stomped his feet and sighed on his hands.

Although he said that he wore through his jacket, the original white fur was already a little yellow, and it was also a little hard, he glanced back at the person who was hiding behind the tree, glanced at the camp where King Jing'an was stationed in the distance, sighed, and buried his head in the wind and snow.

The curtain was opened, and the soldiers, who were wrapped in armor except for their eyes, bowed their heads and bowed to the eldest prince, who had an interested look on his face.

"Let him in!" As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain was lifted again, and the yellowed jacket was as distinct as the white fur in the tent as if it were pearls and earth.

The eldest prince glanced at Wu Yiyong in surprise, and the soldiers around him also panicked. He obviously came in to report, how did this person come in.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at the eldest prince.

The eldest prince stared at Wu Yiyong, and suddenly there was a burst of impatient voices outside, as if there was a faint sound of iron intersecting, and the eldest prince looked at Wu Yiyong in surprise, waved his hand and sent the soldiers away, and sat in the tent with an expressionless face.

The stove was blazing, and the sound of "zizi" was heard from time to time in the fire, and the smell of wine filled the whole tent.

Wu Yiyong smiled, showed his big yellow teeth, and rubbed his hands habitually.

"Can you have a drink?"

The eldest prince did not answer him, but there were two wine glasses on the low table, and the eldest prince gently filled them, raised his eyelids and asked, "Do you dare to drink?"

Wu Yi smiled with a smile and waved his sleeves. sat directly on the precious fur, and rubbed it with his dirty and yellow jacket.

The eldest prince didn't care either.

"Anyway, I can't go back, your thing is much better than the yellow jacket on my body, how about sending me?" Wu Yi said with a big grin.

The eldest prince smiled, raised his glass, shook it gently, and drank it all.

......

Even though the mountain is covered by heavy snow, this monk is still wearing only a crescent-colored monk's robe, with fair skin, always showing a faint smile on his face, and often goes to the far mountain to beg for a drink.

Because of his kindness and willingness to help others, the villagers were a little unacceptable to the monk who drank at first, but after getting in touch with him, they found that this monk seemed to be more kind and compassionate than those masters.

Whenever he came, the villagers prepared wine. When the weather is particularly cold, the villagers will warm the wine for him in advance.

But on this day, it's a little strange.

Although it is said that the weather is freezing, the village is not so quiet.

A trace of bad premonition appeared in Li Zhiyi's heart, and it became stronger and stronger.

A faint smell of blood came, and before he entered the village, he saw the heads of the two big dogs of the original village chief's house.

There was some anger in his heart, and the feeling of uneasiness became more and more serious.

He pushed open the door of the family, and sure enough, a family of four, a husband and wife and a pair of children, as if asleep, lay in the room. Li Zhiyi recognized this family, and the wine brewed by this family was particularly delicious.

Li Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief, the imaginary feelings of compassion did not come to his heart, and he was relieved to see the death of the family as if they were asleep.

"With such a quiet expression, I shouldn't have suffered too much, right?" he could only comfort himself.

He walked out the door, without touching it, and without putting curtains or sheets over the family.

He didn't bother to verify it one by one, so why bother now that he knew the results.

The snow on the ground was a little thick, and it creaked when you stepped on it.

There was a scent wafting from the snow, and he was familiar with it. At the beginning, he often argued with Li Yishan, and there was no room for argument about the point of "dragon meat in the sky", but whether the donkey meat on the ground was fragrant or dog meat was beautiful, and he often argued.

It's ridiculous to say that when he was a generation of masters, he would argue with you about what meat was more fragrant.

He himself was very fond of donkey meat, but the lame man preferred dog meat.

Therefore, he is not only sensitive to the aroma of donkey meat, but also extremely familiar with the aroma of dog meat.

He followed the scent all the way.

Although he said that he wore through his jacket, the original white fur was already a little yellow, and it was also a little hard, he glanced back at the person who was hiding behind the tree, glanced at the camp where King Jing'an was stationed in the distance, sighed, and buried his head in the wind and snow.

The curtain was opened, and the soldiers, who were wrapped in armor except for their eyes, bowed their heads and bowed to the eldest prince, who had an interested look on his face.

"Let him in!" As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain was lifted again, and the yellowed jacket was as distinct as the white fur in the tent as if it were pearls and earth.

The eldest prince glanced at Wu Yiyong in surprise, and the soldiers around him also panicked. He obviously came in to report, how did this person come in.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at the eldest prince.

The eldest prince stared at Wu Yiyong, and suddenly there was a burst of impatient voices outside, as if there was a faint sound of iron intersecting, and the eldest prince looked at Wu Yiyong in surprise, waved his hand and sent the soldiers away, and sat in the tent with an expressionless face.

The stove was blazing, and the sound of "zizi" was heard from time to time in the fire, and the smell of wine filled the whole tent.

Wu Yiyong smiled, showed his big yellow teeth, and rubbed his hands habitually.

"Can you have a drink?"

The eldest prince did not answer him, but there were two wine glasses on the low table, and the eldest prince gently filled them, raised his eyelids and asked, "Do you dare to drink?"

Wu Yi smiled with a smile and waved his sleeves. sat directly on the precious fur, and rubbed it with his dirty and yellow jacket.

The eldest prince didn't care either.

"Anyway, I can't go back, your thing is much better than the yellow jacket on my body, how about sending me?" Wu Yi said with a big grin.

The eldest prince smiled, raised his glass, shook it gently, and drank it all.

......

Even though the mountain is covered by heavy snow, this monk is still wearing only a crescent-colored monk's robe, with fair skin, always showing a faint smile on his face, and often goes to the far mountain to beg for a drink.

Because of his kindness and willingness to help others, the villagers were a little unacceptable to the monk who drank at first, but after getting in touch with him, they found that this monk seemed to be more kind and compassionate than those masters.

Whenever he came, the villagers prepared wine. When the weather is particularly cold, the villagers will warm the wine for him in advance.

But on this day, it's a little strange.

Although it is said that the weather is freezing, the village is not so quiet.

A trace of bad premonition appeared in Li Zhiyi's heart, and it became stronger and stronger.

A faint smell of blood came, and before he entered the village, he saw the heads of the two big dogs of the original village chief's house.

There was some anger in his heart, and the feeling of uneasiness became more and more serious.

He pushed open the door of the family, and sure enough, a family of four, a husband and wife and a pair of children, as if asleep, lay in the room. Li Zhiyi recognized this family, and the wine brewed by this family was particularly delicious.

Li Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief, the imaginary feelings of compassion did not come to his heart, and he was relieved to see the death of the family as if they were asleep.

"With such a quiet expression, I shouldn't have suffered too much, right?" he could only comfort himself.

He walked out the door, without touching it, and without putting curtains or sheets over the family.

He didn't bother to verify it one by one, so why bother now that he knew the results.

The snow on the ground was a little thick, and it creaked when you stepped on it.

There was a scent wafting from the snow, and he was familiar with it. At the beginning, he often argued with Li Yishan, and there was no room for argument about the point of "dragon meat in the sky", but whether the donkey meat on the ground was fragrant or dog meat was beautiful, and he often argued.

It's ridiculous to say that when he was a generation of masters, he would argue with you about what meat was more fragrant.

He himself was very fond of donkey meat, but the lame man preferred dog meat.

Therefore, he is not only sensitive to the aroma of donkey meat, but also extremely familiar with the aroma of dog meat.

He followed the scent all the way.