The man called Pengcheng had already run away with the old man at this moment, but he didn't care about the young man with a sickle in the field. Li Zhiyu didn't know much in his heart. Judging from the appearance and clothing of the two people, they are very similar in appearance and clothing, and the two of them are obviously very tacit in their cooperation in weeding and cutting rice in the field, which is obviously not something that can be achieved overnight, but a long-term cooperation. But at this moment, the old man and the man called Pengcheng only cared about themselves and went away, but they didn't care about the reason for this young man. Li Zhiyu pondered.

Zhao Qingrou saw that the old man and the man called Pengcheng were far away at this moment, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Just now, I saw that the two of them were acting extremely crazy, and I just thought that the two of them had some kind of madness and were caused by the onset of the disease. Now seeing that the two of them are finally far away, Zhao Qingrou patted her chest and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

At this moment, the young man who was standing in Tanaka seemed to realize that the middle-aged man called "Peng Cheng" had left, stood up, and looked at Li Zhiyu and the others in confusion, there was still no color in his eyes, and only stayed on Zhao Qingrou slightly. The young man did not speak, but washed himself with mud in the muddy water of the field, and washed the sickle in his hand for a long time, and then came ashore.

Li Zhiyu saw that this young man was not like Fang Cai and the two of them ran away in a panic, he thought for a moment in his heart, and arched his hand: "Under Li Zhiyu, when you first come to this realm today, dare to ask your brother who is the immortal in the mouth of the old man Fang Cai? Since he is an immortal, why is the man so crazy. Li Zhiyu said, saluting again.

After listening to the words, the young man ignored them, still holding the brightly washed sickle in his hand and said nothing, and passed indifferently. Li Zhiyu was helpless in his heart, since this man didn't speak, he couldn't force him. What's more, this man is holding a sharp blade in his hand, if he suddenly makes a difficulty, not to mention that he is a weak scholar, this Zhao Qingrou is standing here, and Li Zhiyu has to think twice and act.

The wind was light, the man lowered his head, stood silent with the sickle in his hand, Li Zhiyu glanced at the young man with a little curiosity, looking at his expression, it was obvious that he had no intention of leaving, but this person did not say anything, Li Zhiyu was embarrassed in his heart.

Zhao Qingrou glanced at the man slightly, and saw that he didn't say a word and just stood still, thinking that the man was probably caused by a lack of mind and a natural dementia. With a move in her heart, Zhao Qingrou's face suddenly smiled.

Zhao Qingrou walked out in two steps quickly, and Qianqian's figure was already standing in front of the young man. Li Zhiyu saw Zhao Qingrou walking out from behind him, and his heart sank, and he only said that Zhao Qingrou wanted to come again. But looking at the cold light shining with the sharp blade in the man's hand, it was obviously a new grinding, if he acted rashly, it would not be good for the man to hurt Zhao Qingrou in a panic. Li Zhiyu was anxious, but helpless.

Zhao Qingrou's expression did not move, her little hand was back, the smile on her face was still there, and a pair of beautiful eyes just looked at the stunned young man in front of her. The girl's color was as usual, her arms swayed lightly, and she secretly took out a silver needle from the cloth bag around her waist.

Although it is not very common for women to embroider and mend needles, it is common for every household to have it. But the needle in Zhao Qingrou's hand is very different from the needle used in ordinary sewing. The needle body is more than an inch longer than the ordinary needle, and there is no hole in the needle, so it is obvious that it cannot lead the needle, but it is like the one used in Langzhong acupuncture, the cold light of the needle tip flashes, and there is occasionally a trace of green on the needle, which is a little wonderful. Li Zhiyu didn't know what to do, and when he saw Zhao Qingrou take out the needle from the cloth bag around his waist, he only said that it was not good in his heart, thinking about the past, when he was not very familiar with her, he had not suffered from her. was about to shout for the man to dodge, but Zhao Qingrou's needle had already stabbed down, and the man had not had time to react too much, and he had already fallen unconscious.

Zhao Qingrou chuckled and said: "In the past, there was a mine in the north, and its mountains were full of iron absorbers, and people were puzzled. Later, a feng shui gentleman passed by here, saying that there was a spar in the mountain, so there were many people who opened mines and hunted for treasure to visit this place, and some people got stones out. After his people got the stone, he was blessed in the court, and there were skilled craftsmen who had made this spar to make a blade and still have a surplus of iron, so they made these nine silver needles. After several drops, but it was in the hands of my father, my father saw that I liked it tightly, so he gave it to me again, but this needle was non-toxic, just quenched some ordinary dizzy sleeping drugs, and there was no damage to his body. ”

Li Zhiyu bowed his head slightly, glanced at the girl, and was also happy in his heart, Zhao Qingrou has changed a lot in just a few days, and it is not as tricky as before. Li Zhiyu was slightly happy when he thought of this, and looked at the girl's eyes with a little more tenderness. Zhao Qingrou's face was slightly red, but she turned her head.

Suddenly, Li Zhiyu patted his head and said, "You have stabbed him with a needle now, but how can I ask for the news of the immortals here." Li Zhiyu looked at the upside-down young man and was speechless for a while. Zhao Qingrou's face was small, and when she heard Li Zhiyu's words, she was slightly annoyed in her heart, she was originally trying to prevent this trance-like young man from hurting the two, but Li Zhiyu was actually thinking about some kind of immortal, isn't that girl self-defeating? Zhao Qingrou was angry in a sullen voice, but for a while she forgot the purpose of the two of them coming here.

Li Zhiyu saw Zhao Qingrou turn her head, felt slightly uncomfortable, and said: "Miss Zhao, the two of us came here to find someone to get water and spoon, but I didn't expect the characters here to be so different in a trance. I opened my mouth and closed my mouth to say that the gods were cloudy, I think that the people here have lived here for a long time, and they don't know the outside world, so they don't know the etiquette, but this time it's no wonder to you. Zhao Qingrou's face decreased slightly with anger when she heard this.

"I heard that the old man asked the man called Pengcheng to go to the east of the village to wash, presumably there should be a water source in the east of the village, if someone lives in the east, it is very easy to take water and spoon, and we can eat a full meal to relieve the hard work of this month's journey. Li Zhiyu said, looking at Zhao Qingrou and waiting for her to nod in agreement. But the girl still turned her face aside, and did not say a word, but only played with the yellowish grains in the field.

In the sky, the occasional yellow bird jumps over and sprinkles a crisp song. The ears of rice rise in the wind, and the orange and yellow grains sway gently, as if to indicate this year's harvest. Li Zhiyu looked at Zhao Qingrou and still ignored him, what he said just now had no effect, and he was helpless in his heart. However, Zhao Qingrou's expression was much more relaxed than just now, and she looked up at the sky again, her mouth was thirsty, Li Zhiyu went over and patted Zhao Qingrou on the shoulder, and walked into the distance.

Zhao Qingrou was about to reprimand her, and followed the master, but Li Zhiyu left directly, and the girl scolded and left. Li Zhiyu led the horse from the embankment, gently put the drowsy young man on the horse, and then the two walked to the east.

It was early summer, the sun was hanging high, and the two of them didn't go far, Zhao Qingrou was already drenched in sweat, thin sweat on her back, but the yellow shirt on her body had already been attached to her body. Li Zhiyu saw that the girl was curvy and very beautiful. But after a few glances, I felt embarrassed, so I turned my eyes and looked at the young man who was about to fall asleep, not knowing what to do.

Zhao Qing walked and stopped softly, occasionally watching the yellow flowers picking, occasionally looking for green leaves, playing all the way, sweat on her forehead flowed slowly, and the green silk touched her face, which added a bit of softness. Li Zhiyu led the horse and walked slowly, one was afraid that Zhao Qingrou would play around and he would not find it, and the other was afraid that if there was danger, it would be convenient for him to stand behind and rescue. After walking for a short time, I finally smelled the slightest moisture in my nose. Li Zhiyu looked happy, swallowed his saliva, looked at the girl who was running fast and said: "Miss Zhao, the pace is slower, there are more snakes and insects in the hot summer days, and the grass is deep on the road, so it's better to pay attention." Zhao Qingrou heard Li Zhiyu's words, her body was slightly stunned, and the woman didn't say that she was afraid of snakes and insects, but at least she was disgusted in her heart. But that kid scolded this girl like this, how could this girl admit defeat, the more you didn't let this girl go, but this girl wanted to go, don't you hear: Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, do you prefer to go to Tiger Mountain!

Zhao Qingrou thought of this, and her heart became more and more disgusted with the breath just now, and she just walked step by step, ignoring the deep grass around her. Zhao Qingrou only cared about marching but didn't care about her feet, and stepped out with an "oops", and Zhao Qingrou's body disappeared. Li Zhiyu was urging the horse from behind, but the road was slightly steep, and the surrounding was full of grass and trees, which was quite inconvenient.

Li Zhiyu only listened to the sound of "oops" and then there was no follow-up, anxious in his heart, shouting: "Zhao Qingrou, Zhao Qingrou ....." But the field was silent, and there were occasional cicadas, but Zhao Qingrou's voice was not heard at all, like a mud cow entering the sea, looking around. Li Zhiyu was in a hurry, he didn't care about the beauty and the young man, he walked quickly, only walked a distance of one or two feet, and his feet slipped, which could be stopped. Looking down, I saw a big pit in front of me, which was more than two feet long, and I almost fell into it. Li Zhiyu was prostrate on the ground, stretched out his head to look inside, and saw Zhao Qingrou climbing up alone. The girl's nails went deep into the mud and climbed up again and again, but they slipped down again and again.

Next to the river, the water vapor is much more abundant than the outside. What's more, the pothole in front of you looks at its mud walls and is smooth, showing what the villagers have done. Li Zhiyu looked at this pothole, and only thought that such a big pit or the villagers used it to patrol and hunt large beasts, but there were no needles and knives in this pit today, but it was very lucky.

Zhao Qingrou saw Li Zhiyu lying quietly above, pondering, only thinking that this kid was still angry with his words, and couldn't help but slander: This kid is also careful, and when he sees this girl today, he doesn't save him, but he doesn't care about me in his heart? Zhao Qingrou's heart turned a thousand times, and in an instant, thousands of thoughts flowed through her eyebrows, and she couldn't help lowering her eyebrows slightly, and she was sad.

"He probably really doesn't care about me," Zhao Qingrou muttered alone.

Li Zhiyu crouched at the mouth of the pit and thought about how to save him. But he stretched out his hand and didn't say if he could catch Zhao Qingrou, even if he grabbed it, the mud wall was slippery, and if he fell down, when the time came, both of them would be trapped in this pit, but it would be called heaven and earth, so they had to find another way. If you use branches and vines and other things, although it is possible to pull up Zhao Qingrou, but how can her rich and noble family have ever touched such an item, so it seems.

Li Zhiyu's face was slightly red, and he took off the plain white robe on his body. Rolled up the clothes a few times, and waited until he couldn't pull it, and then stretched out the clothes that had been twisted into a long rope in his hand, and the young man saw that he was not able to pull it below, and he was slightly puzzled, and he was about to see what was going on, but before he reached the entrance of the cave, a strong force came from his hand, and Li Zhiyu fell straight into the pit.

Zhao Qingrou had a smile on her face and said, "If you didn't save me earlier, now you know this girl's temper." Li Zhiyu was slightly angry when he heard the words, but he could hear a slight smile in the girl's words, and he should not be injured, and finally put his heart at ease. Exhaling lightly, Li Zhiyu slowly got up, only to feel a slight pain in his arm, and when he could see it, there were three initial or shallow blood marks on his arm, so he knew the reason.

Zhao Qingrou's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and when she saw that Li Zhiyu was not wearing a long shirt, her face was already slightly red, which showed that the young man was injured and felt a sense of self-blame in his heart, and the two of them were trapped in this deep pit, with no way out.

Zhao Qingrou's pear blossoms brought rain, and the yellow mud on her hands wiped her cheeks lightly, leaving traces on Zhao Qingrou's snow-white skin. Li Zhiyu heard Zhao Qingrou crying, and for a while he thought that he had provoked her to cry, and he blamed himself in his heart, and said repeatedly: "Don't cry, don't cry, there's still me." Didn't I promise you that I would never make you sad and cry? Li Zhiyu's voice was soft, and he patted Zhao Qingrou on the shoulder. Zhao Qingrou raised her head and said, "You really don't blame me. ”

Li Zhiyu didn't say anything, looked at her with a pair of eyes, and said, "How can I blame you." Li Zhiyu's words came out, and he felt slightly inappropriate, but how to take back the words when they came out. When the girl heard this, the tears in her eyes stopped, and she looked up at the young man, and then turned away. Li Zhiyu didn't know why, his eyes were slightly dim, and it took a long time for Zhao Qingrou to hand over the mud-stained gown. Li Zhiyu quickly took it, took two steps back, put on the long shirt, and then looked at the sky light above.