Zhong Sheng and Yang Ye took up residence in a deserted farmhouse outside Xiangyang, which was supposed to be vacant to escape the war, and the nearby residents lived in the city.

The two of them lit a fire in the yard, it was already late and hungry, Yang Ye drank a saliva of water to satisfy his hunger: "It seems that I can only be hungry tonight." ”

"yes, it's good to find a place to stay, I don't know what happened to Nuo'er. Zhong Sheng is obviously more concerned about Nuo'er than about being hungry.

"Brother Zhong thinks who wants to assassinate me and Saihua?"

"Naturally, they are the ones who are afraid of you, General Yang!"

"Why are you afraid of me, Yang, who is afraid of me?"

"I'm just guessing, if I'm not wrong, you should be called back to the battlefield soon......"

Yang Ye couldn't guess who was going to kill him after thinking about it, and looked up at the sky: "Go back to the battlefield?...... Why did Brother Zhong say that?"

"Since you are looking for Xuanji Pavilion to assassinate, it must be the person who made the heavy money. Zhong Sheng replied.

"Could it be that someone wants to seize power?" Yang Ye thought for a moment, and some people around him shook their heads again.

"Now that the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun are retreating one after another, it's too late to hide, and no one will rush to the battlefield! There should be someone who is afraid of you going to the battlefield......" Zhong Sheng said.

"Liao soldiers?" Yang Ye stood up fiercely.

Zhong Sheng licked his lips: "Except for the Liao soldiers, I really can't think of anyone who will spend a lot of money and travel thousands of miles to hunt you down!"

Yang Ye picked up the knife next to him vigilantly and said, "Come into the house, someone is coming!"

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"Master, I'll just say there's someone here! You see that the fire is still burning, so quickly take some sweet potatoes out and roast them." "On a donkey cart sat three jugglers.

"Wait, let's go see the iron furnace first!" said the juggler.

The man called the iron stove took the gun that usually stabs the throat with a steel gun, walked to the fire vigilantly and looked around, and saw that no one changed, and shouted: "My master and apprentice are passing by here for a night, and there is no malice, and I hope that the owner of the house will be accommodating!"

Yang Ye dragged Zhong Sheng behind the door, walked out with a knife, and saw that there were only three people, old and young, so he said: "I am also passing by here tonight, and I have no right to interfere with a few people to stay ......."

The juggler master politely ran over and said, "As the saying goes, preconceived, if the little brother thinks it's not appropriate, let's find another place." ”

Zhong Sheng saw that he was going to the rivers and lakes to perform his arts, and he should have heard a lot of news when he went south and north, so he came out and said: "It's okay, it's okay, this chaotic army can come together, and it can be regarded as fate." ”

"Then disturb me!" the juggler master respectfully turned to the other female apprentice and said, "Lotus Leaf drives the donkey in, get some dry food, roast some sweet potatoes, and then boil the pot of water......"

"Okay, I can eat!" Lotus Ye snorted and grinned and drove the donkey cart to the yard, and the iron stove followed over to take out some dry food and distribute it to Yang Ye and the others, and they hurriedly thanked them.

"I take the liberty of it, how can the names of these two children, the old gentleman, be so weird?" Zhong Sheng asked.

The juggler master took a bite of bread, wiped the foam from the corner of his mouth and sighed: "These two children are hard-working people, the iron furnace is the son of an old man who struck iron, and he was entrusted to me before he was seriously ill and dying, and the female baby of lotus leaf was picked up by me by the river, and she herself didn't know what it was called and where she lived. ”

"......I see," Yang Ye sighed.

"I wonder where the two young heroes came from?" asked the juggler, looking at them all.

Zhong Sheng was afraid that Yang Ye would honestly say the wrong thing, so he hurriedly said: "At the foot of a mountain where the next surname is Zhong Mingsheng, who lives at the foot of a mountain where Jingnan and Nanchu meet, this is a friend of mine, Lin Suju, who plans to come out and go to a military camp to show his ambitions. ”

Zhong Sheng is not famous in the first place, and he is not worried about being known, but Yang Ye is being hunted down, it is better to be cautious, Lin Su lives in Heping Villa, and his name is just right.

"The old man has traveled south and north all his life, and he has read countless people, and both of them are young talents!" said the juggler master politely.

"Don't dare, don't dare, we're also mediocre. Zhong Sheng took a bite of the cake and looked at the juggling master with wide eyes, he felt that the taste of this cake was too similar to the taste of Longfeng Valley, so he asked, "Old gentleman, have you been to Jingnan?"

"Lao Yu grew up in Jingnan, and he has never come back since he went out to make a living forty years ago, and this time he plans to go back to his roots. The juggler's cloudy eyes reminded him of something from the past.

"It's not easy to survive after decades of chaos...... Yang Ye sighed.

"This is General Yang, right! I don't know why I want to change my name and surname?" The juggling master looked at the nine-ring golden wind knife in Yang Ye's hand.