Volume 1 The Butcher of Qingyang Chapter 15 Night Exploration of the Ring Pavilion
The sky is getting late, the sun is thin, and the wind is rising, blowing ripples in my heart.
Qiao Hong's heart couldn't be calm for a long time, and since he met Sun Wuyang, he was frightened every day.
Today in Yiyun Tower, he also found that Sun Wuyang had a very serious violent tendency, and he would cut people if he didn't agree with him, and he was afraid that one day he would accidentally annoy Sun Wuyang and be hacked to death.
"I have to find a chance to escape from Sun Wuyang. ”
Qiao Hong secretly made up his mind in his heart.
"What do you want?" Sun Wuyang couldn't help but ask when he saw Qiao Hong in a daze.
"No, nothing. Hearing this, Qiao Hong hurriedly said: "By the way, Lao Sun, how strong are you, I don't think you are very afraid of going to the Yamen tomorrow to help Ping He'an." ”
"How strong am I?"
Sun Wuyang seemed to be asking himself, and after a long time, he said, "Will I tell you that I used to be a peerless master?"
"Peerless master?"
"Yes!" Sun Wuyang said: "There are few opponents in the same realm, ten steps must be killed, and a hundred steps are invincible!"
"And how did you end up like this?"
"That's a long story......"
Sun Wuyang was silent for a long time and did not say a word.
"Why don't you say it?" Qiao Hong asked.
"Did I say I was going to say it?"
"Then you ...... just now" Qiao Hong said that Sun Wuyang was still talking, and said, "This matter is a long story......
"Is there something wrong?" Sun Wuyang asked rhetorically.
"Nothing wrong, nothing wrong. ”
Sun Wuyang didn't continue to talk to Qiao Hong, and strolled back to the inn.
Laifu Inn, where Sun Wuyang and Qiao Hong lived.
The decoration is decent, not luxurious, not simple, in an embarrassing situation.
Sun Wuyang and Qiao Hong returned to their own room in the inn, as soon as they returned to the room, Qiao Hong lay down on his bed, and the bed and Qiao Hong moaned together, the difference was that the former was comfortable, while the latter was a painful sound.
Sun Wuyang said: "The bed is going to be crushed by you." ”
Qiao Hong smiled and said, "How can it, this bed is sturdy." ”
At this time, it was getting late, Sun Wuyang called Xiao Er and ordered a few side dishes, then turned his head to Qiao Hong and said, "Qiao Hong, you stay in the room, I'll go out for a while." ”
After speaking, Sun Wuyang took out the game he had picked last night from the Qiankun bag, put it on the table and said, "This is for you, I may not come back tonight, you can do it yourself." ”
"Uh-huh, okay, OKOK, that's all. Qiao Hong responded perfunctorily.
Sun Wuyang shook his head, didn't speak again, walked out of the inn and quietly blended into the night, he walked to a corner where there was no one, changed into a night suit and climbed the wall.
Because he was wearing soft-soled shoes, Sun Wuyang deliberately controlled his strength during his walking, so he didn't make the slightest sound, and it was difficult for others to notice.
Sun Wuyang tiptoed to a room with a chimney, this was the kitchen of the Rifle Inn, he lifted a tile on the roof, and his face reflected the light of the candle flame of a dim candle.
He saw the scene in the kitchen through the hole in the roof, some people chopping vegetables, some people stir-frying, some people washing and washing the dishes, each with their own division of labor, each working in an orderly manner.
The people in the kitchen were busy with serious faces, and everyone was trying to speed up their movements as much as possible, like the production line of a cannibalistic factory.
In the kitchen, there are a few special beings, they have a whip in their hands, and when they see someone slowing down in their hands, or someone is lazy and in a daze, the whip in their hands will whip that person.
The whip slammed into the air and made a crisp explosion like a crack, but people seemed to be used to such scenes, and they were all busy with their work with expressionless faces, as if they were working machines without emotion.
"Hurry up, hurry up, haven't you eaten?" the special race with the whip waved the whip and shouted: "This is all the meal that the big families want, can you afford to take care of it?"
A chef who was stir-frying vegetables in a pot didn't reply and said: "Li Ergou, they are all poor workers who are away from home, what are you poor?"
The man named Li Ergou said, "Can I be the same as you?"
"I'm management, you're just a bunch of people at the bottom. ”
"Take the chicken feathers as an arrow, out of this kitchen, who knows who you are?" said the chef, "Be a man and leave a line, and we will see each other in the future." ”
"It's against you!"
Li Ergou danced the whip in his hand and hit the chef on the back hard, the whip turned red, and a drop of blood was thrown into the dish in the pot by the whip.
The chef stopped what he was doing and looked at Li Ergou viciously, but he still held back the anger in his heart and resumed the movements in his hand.
What Li Ergou didn't know was that at this time, the chef's heart was already surging with boundless killing intent, and the crazy vibration of the thousand machine knives behind Sun Wuyang had fully illustrated this.
Sun Wuyang stared at the roof of the kitchen for a long time, but he didn't find anything abnormal, and the movements of everyone in the kitchen didn't escape his eyes, but even so, Sun Wuyang still didn't find anything abnormal.
At this moment, that mysterious fluctuation struck again, silently depriving people of their divine soul power.
Sun Wuyang put the tiles back in place, quietly retreated from the roof, and ran in the direction of the Huancai Pavilion.
The moon is like a hook, and the loneliness and sycamore lock the cold autumn.
Sun Wuyang took advantage of the night to come to the roof of the Huancai Pavilion, and with the help of a thousand machine knives, he looked around for the source of the mysterious fluctuations. Moving left and right, flashing back and forth, finally there was an abnormal reaction on the roof of a house.
Here, no matter which direction the Thousand Machine Knife was pointing to, there was no slightest reaction, and just when Sun Wuyang was about to change the direction to continue the investigation, he suddenly had an idea and the Thousand Machine Knife pointed down, and at this moment, the Thousand Machine Knife vibrated wildly.
"Sure enough, it's here!"
Sun Wuyang lifted the tiles, but what caught his eye was a fragrant scene.
Under the light the size of a bean, bronze and mutton fat white were entangled with each other, the air was filled with the breath of this book to 404, the moving point O and the moving point P had stopped changing and moving, and the sound of two people's even breathing could be heard in the room from time to time.
The beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, whose courtyard is the pleasure?
This beautiful scenery and good time, how should Sun Wuyang face it, That happy thing is playing out in the room in front of him, Sun Wuyang seems to dream back to the age when the young flowers bloom and can be folded.
He remembered the running in the sunset that day, the lost youth of his life. Memories make people sad, and Sun Wuyang no longer recalls. This is a small attic in the backyard of Huancai Pavilion, where only the rich and powerful can spend the night.
Sun Wuyang got down from the roof and ran around the small attic a few times without finding anything special, during which he also inspected every room, and all he saw was some unbearable scenes.
"What can I do?"
Sun Wuyang made a difficulty, the source of the mysterious fluctuation was too hidden, and after several searches, it was still fruitless, and he had no thoughts for a while.
"There are a lot of fish and dragons in the Huancai Pavilion, how can such an important thing be left unguarded?"
"Unless...... underground!"
Sun Wuyang's fists and palms intersected, as if he understood the joints, but then his brows furrowed again. The entrance to the basement is strange, and it is impossible to know what is going on inside, and it is not known whether there are traps or not.
All of this is a word that says no one.
The moon hangs in the east, and the dark clouds half cover the face.
When the night passed, the mysterious fluctuation had long since disappeared, and Sun Wuyang waited for a long time on a thick plane tree, but did not see the slightest movement, so Sun Wuyang returned to the Fu Inn.
Sun Wuyang was walking in the night, and when he heard the familiar snoring sound, he knew that the Laifu Inn was not far away. Sun Wuyang dodged into the room through the window and fell asleep slowly amid the noisy snoring.
......
I don't know when I sleep soundly, and the first day shines on the tall building.
The county princess Chi Qingfeng woke up from the soft breasts of his wife and concubine, dressed neatly and started a busy day's work, and slapped his wife's ass naughtily before leaving, causing her delicate body to tremble.
"Nasty~"
It's crispy to the bone.
Chi Qingfeng went out forty-five degrees and looked up at the sky, and the breeze stroked his beard, which was the time when life was proud. Although he is not confused when he is over the years, he will not fall down, he will be strong when he is old, and he will sing every night.
What a smug.
The county magistrate came to the county government to sit upright, patted the hall with his hand, and shouted: "Ascend to the hall!"
Might~Martial~
When the sound stopped, I saw an old woman and two young men walk in, as if they had agreed, and the three of them fell to their knees together.
"The villain (old body) has seen the big man of the blue sky. ”
"Hmm......" Chi Qingfeng patted the shocked wood and said, "Why did the three of you come here, and what grievances do you have to tell me quickly." ”
“@#¥%......&*”
The voices of the three were so chaotic that they couldn't make out what they were saying.
The county magistrate slapped the startling wood again, this time the force was obviously greater, which could be seen from the shaking of the wings on both sides of his hat.
"There is a lot of noise in the court!"
As soon as these words came out, the three people under the court were immediately speechless.
"Old man, you speak first!"
"Yes!" I heard the old woman say: "The old man was walking home with his burden on his back last night, but a dark shadow suddenly came out of the corner of the road and snatched my baggage, but fortunately a kind young man helped me catch the gangster." ”
When I arrived, the two of them scuffled on the ground, saying that they were good people, and the other party was a thief who grabbed the burden. ”
The two of them insisted on their own words, and they came to report to the official. ”
"I see. Chi Qingfeng thought for a long time, and suddenly frowned, and a clever plan appeared in his heart, so he heard him say: "You two go to race, and the one who runs slower is the thief." ”
As soon as these words came out, one of the people in the hall asked, "My lord, why?"
Hearing this, Chi Qingfeng stroked his beard and smiled: "That kind passer-by can catch up with the thief from behind, so the one who runs slowly should be the thief." ”
As soon as the words fell, the man who had just asked the reason lowered his head in frustration, and the rest of the people couldn't stop nodding their heads, and said in their mouths:
"Wonderful. ”