Chapter 3 Shock, Shock

"Lao Fu, do you like your father or your mother?" Li Jinglan reclined on the marching bed, holding a horizontal knife in both hands, and the handsome face on the knife surface was faintly reflected that he couldn't help but praise. "Tsk, tsk!

"Huh?"

"Ahem, the previous sentence. ”

"Of course I like my mother!"

"Why?"

"My father trusts dreams, always let me remember to bring soju when I go to the grave, and my mother gives me dreams, always let me marry my daughter-in-law as soon as possible. ”

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"Lao Fu, I like your strength to talk to death with one sentence!"

"What about you? You never said your father and your mother, you always said that your sister, your father and mother are also dead?

I ....... the white face on the face of the horizontal knife turned black in an instant.

"My father, my mother?" Li Jinglan got up and inserted the horizontal knife into the scabbard, stretching. "My father is a coward, don't mention it, my mother is amazing, one hundred and eight ways to fight the invincible hand all over the world, that is, the brother who has not tasted defeat in the seventeen years of the rivers and lakes, and I am also willing to bow down. ”

"Your mother is a Zen disciple?"

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"Lao Fu, before you said this, did you think that you hadn't practiced the Golden Bell Jar yourself?"

"Why am I doing that?"

"I was going to tell my mother what you said just now, and then, considering that your parents died, it was quite miserable, so I introduced you to my mother as a godson!"

"And then? Our mother will teach me the golden bell jar? Okay, okay! That guy, a sharp weapon to charge into battle!"

"Fool, I mean, you'll be beaten to death by your godmother......"

"Godmother, why did you beat me to death? I wet the bed?"

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There was a burst of chickens and dogs jumping in the tent, and after a while, Fu Haiqing carried the black green on his face and jumped out: "Li Jinglan, you said that you don't hit people in the face!"

"Roll ......"

Fu Haiqing limped towards the stable, and in the tent, Li Jinglan jumped and covered his crotch, baring his teeth.

Qingcheng is located in the south, 80 miles away from Yicheng, if Yicheng represents Macheng in the border city, then Qingcheng represents the baggage, the city of transit. The food, grass, and ordnance supplies from the rear must be taken a nap in Qingcheng. As the "money bag" and "rice ball" of the border city, it is natural that they cannot escape the bloodthirsty nose of the mercenary businessman, and countless merchants who are fighting for their lives are making a profitable business here, and they are also holding a knot here, ready to hang themselves at any time. But since there is still a chance to soar into the sky before he dies, no one is a fool, in this border chaos, it is natural to hire some bodyguards, guards, and even ordinary family members are tall and strong, full of pimples and flesh, Hu Biaobiao stood beside him, and his heart added a little confidence.

The flood of businessmen naturally drove the economy of Qingcheng, coupled with the many years of conquest in the northern part of Qin, everyone was somewhat "drunk today, drunk today, who knows who is a ghost in the Ming Dynasty", the reorganization of the retreat, the rest of the border soldiers, is even more precarious, except for a few loyal men who are worried about the old lady and wife, who is not the silver that is fought by hanging on the line, before the next charge does not know where the head falls, wantonly squandering, which is considered to be venting and comforting.

There is a big courtyard in Qingcheng South Street, there are two big stone lions about one zhang high squatting at the entrance of the vermilion gate, next to the lion is a horse stake of white marble, the shadow wall is bypassed behind the door, it is a wide lawn, there are four or five big locust trees in the center of the lawn, the chess floor of white marble under the tree, four stone benches around, a young woman in white clothes sitting on the stone bench facing west and east, is sitting on the thick embroidered pier, stunned.

The maid Xiuxiu carried a Xingbai glazed Yingzi bowl with a carved gold silk wooden tray, and walked through the shade of the tree to the woman in white: "Miss, it's time to drink medicine." ”

The woman in white came back to her senses from the fugue, Xiuxiu put the tray in her hand on the chessboard, picked up the Yingzi bowl with both hands, and held it in front of the woman in white.

The peach blossom eyes flashed cold, and Xiuxiu's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Xiuxiu, my illness is brought in the womb, you know this. ”

"Miss, Madame and the slave maid have spoken. ”

"yes, that's something everybody knows. ”

Xiuxiu's thumb moved slightly above the edge of the bowl, and she didn't even notice it.

"It is said that everyone has been waiting for eighteen years, and they should not be in such a hurry, but what is it that makes them suddenly anxious?"

"Pounce" The white porcelain bowl fell on the lawn, the tender green turf instantly withered and yellowed, Xiuxiu trembled, and fell to the ground with a plop, "Miss spare your life, Miss spare your life!"

The woman in white stood up and looked at the blue sky and white clouds.

"Can't you bear it? It seems that I really can't bear it, the prince left Beijing, and the ghosts and spirits have appeared. ”

The sudden mutation, Xiuxiu's teeth clenched, and she suddenly jumped forward, and her right arm struck the chest of the woman in white like lightning.

The corners of the woman in white twitched slightly, and the hosta hairpin on the top of her head shot out, stabbing directly at the center of the maid's eyebrows, Xiuxiu rose up, wanting to avoid the hosta, and kicked the back of the woman in white with her left foot.

"Why bother?" the woman in white did not move, whispering in her mouth.

The hosta is like a snake from the straight thorn to the uplift, Ben Xiuxiu jade foot away, Xiuxiu made a thousand catties to fall to the ground, the hosta drew a beautiful arc straight to the door, Xiuxiu's toes on the lawn a little bit out of more than a zhang, the hosta into the still straight stabbing the door, only to see the big lawn, Xiuxiu sometimes flashed and moved, sometimes like a snake walking on the sand, the hosta is like a shadow attached, the hairpin tip always points to Xiuxiu's face door, eyebrows.

After a while, Xiuxiu turned pale and panting.

The woman in white took out a plain piano from her side, waved her fingers lightly, a crisp sound sounded, her hands were brushed wildly, and the sonorous sound started, and the hosta sounded when the piano sounded, it was more like a child's occasional joy, jumping more cheerfully, Xiuxiu left and right, staggering, sweating through the back of her clothes.

When the piano fell, the maid Xiuxiu sat on the ground, her sideburns were messy, and the hosta was still staring at her eyebrows three inches away like a snake.

I don't know when, a man in a green robe with a short beard in his thirties was already standing next to the woman in white, and he didn't make a sound for a while, until the sound of the piano ended, and then he bowed slightly and said, "Miss, I haven't found anything." ”

"I expected it, Uncle Liu, stop it! Turning around and sweeping the Longfu Inn, come and don't be rude, mosquitoes are also meat, I have no reason not to be angry, right!"

"Yes, miss. Uncle Liu turned around and picked up Xiuxiu, who was sitting on the ground, and walked out.

"Give her a good time!" said the woman in white softly.

Xiuxiu was relieved and burst into tears.

There was only one woman in white left on the lawn, she kicked the embroidered shoes under her feet, stepped barefoot on the lawn, green grass and white feet, blue sky and white clouds, hosta flying around the woman, shuttling between the fingers for a while, passing through the armpits for a while, and rippling in the woman's sleeves for a while, like colorful butterflies flying, like children jumping.

Everyone in the world knows that Li Jingxian is weak and sickly, but they don't know that under the vast world, there is another kind of person who is born with a sword embryo.