In the late autumn weather, Lin Spring had a cold drizzle, the slightest raindrops connected into a string, perhaps because the weather was getting colder, and the reason for the approaching deep winter, the rain also increased out of thin air, hitting the muddy ground and stirring up a high splash.

Zhang Yuan wore a rough straw hat on his head, leading the white horse to walk quietly on the field road in the countryside, he stretched out his hand to catch the water droplets falling from the sky, felt the coldness, and whispered: "I think it won't be long before it rains but snow." ”

If there are others next to Zhang Yuan at this moment, you will find that there is a layer of mist above the white horse, and all the raindrops seem to be isolated and steaming up.

Unknowingly, this horse has been with Zhang Yuanyi for some years, worried that the white horse will be sick from the cold, Zhang Yuanyi deliberately used spiritual power to isolate the rain, as if putting on a warm dress for the white horse, not affected by the cold rain.

The purpose of Zhang Yuanyi's trip was to visit Chen's seniors, but because he was not in a hurry, he did not rush to leave, he planned to find a random place to rest his feet first, and when the rain stopped, he continued to hurry.

The horse's hooves ticked, and after about a quarter of an hour, Zhang Yuanyi finally saw a small village.

In the depths of the village, an older woman was holding the ear of a middle-aged man of the same age and scolding, "Wang Yong, if you dare to say that I am old next time, dare to look at that old witch and I won't clean you up!"

The man named Wang Yong screamed and kept slapping the old woman's palm, "Don't pull it, stop it! My ear is going to be broken, it hurts!"

The old woman's hand was a little heavier, her eyes widened, and she asked, "Does it hurt!"

Wang Yongmu replied: "It really hurts!"

The old woman gave him another kick and scolded, "You can bear the pain for me!"

But I finally let go of my hand.

Wang Yong complained bitterly in his heart, and muttered in a low voice: "Didn't you just look at that girl when I went to buy tofu, is this guy worth making such a fuss?"

It's all old husbands and wives, and I still care about these haves and don'ts, I just glanced at other women, and I thought I didn't want you to do it, and I didn't look at how old my children were, this thought.

Most women are like this, they always hope that their men retain their original feelings, but after a long time, they hope that they are the most beautiful and youngest, and most men are not the same for many things after experiencing time, and they feel that they don't have to love someone with all their heart and soul every day, and they will be tired.

In particular, men care about a sense of stability, and women want a different sense of freshness.

Wang Yong covered his ears and walked to the corner of the wall to look in front of the child with a small wooden knife and two slugs.

The little boy was ignorant and asked, "Dad, didn't you say that men should have status? Why are you being bullied by your mother all day long?"

Wang Yong rubbed the little boy's head, wiped his slugs clean with his sleeve, and said with a smile: "That's an outsider, you must have momentum in front of outsiders, you can't be bullied, but your own people can give a step." Family and talent are all prosperous!"

But some people cower in front of outsiders, but they look majestic internally, and they are in a hurry to find their sense of superiority, regardless of priority.

The little boy nodded seriously, "I understand, listen to my daughter-in-law in the future!"

Wang Yong gave a thumbs up and praised: "Good job! With the demeanor of your father and me!"

The middle-aged woman at the door smiled slightly, I will reward you two with a fresh braised crucian carp today.

Wang Yong took the small wooden knife from the little boy's hand and gestured: "The knife is very dangerous, you can play with it now, but don't get contaminated in the future." ”

The little boy shook his head like a rattle and said, "No, no, no! How majestic those heroes on the rivers and lakes are! I also want to become a hero in the future to help those weak people!"

Wang Yong smiled helplessly: "Where are there any heroes, they are all deceived by books, don't listen to the nonsense of those guys who are full of horse-drawn carriages! A scholar who is good at writing and writing can be more demagogic than a martial artist!"

The little boy probably couldn't accept that his heroic dream was broken, so he opened his teeth and claws and said: "I don't believe it! I don't believe it! My mother also told me that my father used to be a famous hero in the rivers and lakes, and you can't fool me!"

Wang Yong picked up the little boy and walked to the house, "That's your mother who lied to you, you also believe this!"

"Mother, you speak! There are really heroes in this world!"

"Oh, where is there a hero! Mother is coaxing you, but your father is a real hero in your mother's heart!"

......

When the family was really about to start eating, Wang Yong suddenly stopped the action of shaving rice and stood up!

The little boy looked up at the burly Wang Yong, puzzled, "What's wrong with Dad?"

Wang Yong touched his little head, shook his head and said, "It's okay, you go to the back room with your mother first, and your father will do something." ”

He glanced at the woman again, and the other party understood, and carried the little boy into the back room.

The heavy rain outside was still falling continuously, and it was getting more and more intense, and Wang Yong walked out the door alone.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a man in a green shirt leading a white horse, hiding under the eaves of his house, shaking the rain on his body.

Wang Yong half-closed the door, looked at the man through the door, and asked, "Where did this gentleman come from?"

The man in the green shirt saluted and said: "I was about to hurry to the north, but it happened that I suddenly encountered heavy rain, the road was muddy, and I couldn't walk well, so I came here to hide from the rain, I'm sorry if I disturbed me a lot!"

Wang Yong looked at this green-shirted Confucian again, and said in his heart: "It's strange that there is no trace of spiritual power fluctuation, why did you feel such a strong feeling just now?"

He opened the door and invited, "It's cold outside, why don't you go and sit in the house with me, and it's not too late to leave when the rain stops!"

Zhang Yuanyi, a Confucian scholar in a green shirt, was overjoyed in his heart and thanked him: "Thank you, thank you, there is no way to repay the great kindness!"

Wang Yong smiled innocently, "What's the big deal, you who travel far to study are really hard, running around, we, ordinary people, admire you scholars the most." ”

Zhang Yuanyi took off one of his clothes, put it on the back of the white horse, tied it under an old tree, and followed Wang Yong into the house.

Wang Yong looked at the other party's action of putting on the white horse's clothes, breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: "There shouldn't be any problems." ”

As soon as Zhang Yuan entered the house, he looked into the empty room, where there was a table of delicious food, and asked, "Is the family eating?"

Wang Yong said: "I was still eating before, and you said that it happened that before Mr. came, there was an urgent matter to go out, and I was just responsible for finishing it." ”

He sorted out a stool and asked, "If Mr. doesn't mind, add a pair of chopsticks and have a few drinks with me?"

Zhang Yuanyi shook his head, just about to speak!

"Bang!" the gate was kicked off, and in the heavy rain it flew like a flat boat!

Zhang Yuanyi was violently pushed away by Wang Yong, and with one punch, the huge wooden door was smashed into pieces of rotten wood chips, and the wet sawdust shot out like a flying sword!

On the steps of the lost gate, a handsome young man, holding an oil-paper umbrella, walked slowly with a smile on his face.

The young man stretched out his hand to catch the rain pillar that was overflowing from the side of the oil-paper umbrella, and said in a leisurely tone: "I can't imagine that General Wang Yong, the dignified helmsman of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, is hiding in such a small place to retire? I heard that you want to add a pair of chopsticks, why don't you give me another pair." ”

Wang Yong quickly dragged Zhang Yuanyi behind him, looked at the young man holding an umbrella in the heavy rain, and said solemnly: "Who are you?"

He felt a breath just now, and he originally thought it was the Confucian behind him, but he didn't expect that there was someone else.

The young man replied, "I wonder if General Wang Yong still remembers the Ning family back then?"

Wang Yong's pupils shrank suddenly, how could the Ning family still have a living mouth?

He hurriedly whispered to Zhang Yuanyi: "Xiaoyou, this is my personal grudge, the other party is not good, wait for me and him to have a big battle, you must take the opportunity to escape." ”

Regardless of whether Zhang Yuan heard it or not, Wang Yong walked outside the house, drenched in the heavy rain, and shouted: "No matter who you are, this is a grievance between you and me, don't hurt the innocent." ”

The young man slowly put away the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, gently put it aside, and asked, "Don't hurt the innocent, then what is innocent? Is the general's family of three innocent?"

Before, he couldn't see his face clearly under the cover of the oil-paper umbrella, but now that there was no oil-paper umbrella, Wang Yong finally saw the other party clearly, he was stunned for a long time, and finally sighed: "It's too similar!"

The young man smiled evilly, pointed to the corner of the side room, suddenly looked hideous, and roared angrily: "I also want you to taste the pain of bereavement!"

The young man stepped out, and his figure disappeared in an instant!

Wang Yong stomped on his feet, rushed towards the young man, and shouted: "You guys run away!"

But after all, his realm is not as good as that of young people, and his speed has been pulled down a lot, and it is difficult to even touch the corners of the other party's clothes!

He rushed forward as fast as he could, but he didn't catch the young man at all, he stumbled under his feet, rolled all the way and fell into the puddle, seeing that the long sword in the young man's hand was about to pierce the door, Wang Yong shouted in despair: "Don't!"

The corners of his eyes filled with tears, as if he was about to see the last scene in his life.

A cyan shadow flashed in front of his eyes, a thin arm, and the void was struck, and the young man's long sword could no longer advance in the slightest!

The young man who was standing in the heavy rain, the wind and rain dissipated by itself, grabbed the long sword between his fingers, and with a slight fold, the long sword suddenly broke!

"Is it okay to be so young and kill so much?"