Chapter 1206 My mother said

"Brother Hu, Uncle Shi's curiosity is really, hehe!"

Feng Rushan was lucky, not only met Hu Laosi who was digging a pit, but also Hu Laosi was a person, like his appearance, quite bold, Feng Rushan claimed to be an idler who traveled the mountains and rivers, and in a few words, he became familiar with him, barren mountains and valleys are a good place to kill people and set fires, but unfortunately, Murong Xuefei had to inquire about the cultivation technology of Zishui Liling, Feng Rushan, and could only drink slowly next to him.

"Haha, Miss Lin, I haven't planted purple water Liling before, but listen to my mother, purple water Liling is very easy to plant, my mother was on the beach when she was a child, next to her hometown house, is a big pit, my mother said, a pit of purple water Liling, no one cares at all, it is ripe in summer, pick it up, peel it and eat it, my mother said, it is delicious and ,......。 ”

Hu Laosi dug a pit all day, he was already tired like a dog, and he wanted to rest, he drank Feng Rushan's half-gourd good wine, and the conversation became more.

But there is nothing to tell about his story.

Hu Laosi's wife, grew up by the sea when she was a child, the local area is rich in purple water Liling, a while ago the old lady was sick, the doctor prescribed the medicine, there is a taste of the seeds of purple water Liling, the old lady may see things and think about things, recalling the carefree youth of the year, and can't help but nagged two sentences of the deliciousness of Zishui Liling.

And Hu Laosi lost his father when he was young, although he was a bastard, but his filial piety to his own mother is well-known, but unfortunately, Zishui Liling is a fruit in the tropics, it is not easy to store, and it cannot be bought in Bingluo City.

However, Hu Lao Sihun people have a muddy idea, and if they can't buy it, then plant it themselves, anyway, there are still a lot of seeds of Zishui Liling, and it is not difficult to buy them in the pharmacy, and the old lady said, Zishui Liling is very easy to plant.

As for the statement that orange is born in Huainan and orange is orange in Huaibei, it is too profound for Hu Laosi.

“...... , My mother said, Zishui Liling sprouted in spring, and it was ripe in the summer of that year, and it must be too late this year, I originally wanted to surprise my mother, this fucking shitty place, it's too hard,......。 ”

Planting purple water Liling, of course, is inseparable from water, so Hu Laosi, who was ordered by the robber boss to squat at home honestly for a few days, wanted to take the opportunity to dig a pit by the side of the barren cold pool and use it to plant, purple water Liling.

"Brother Hu, if Zishui Liling doesn't bloom, you, didn't you dig such a big pit for nothing?"

Regarding Hu Laosi's rudeness and directness, Murong Xuefei was speechless.

"Haha, it's fine. My own strength, not in vain, what am I afraid of. Miss Lin, my mother said that the purple water liling is very easy to grow, as long as there is water, there is no need to care, I will definitely be able to grow the best purple water liling in Wufeng Town, in addition to my mother to eat it herself, but also for the villagers to taste. Good wine!"

Hu Laosi shook the wine gourd to the bottom and drank it in one gulp.

"Brother Hu, you, you are busy first, we, we, go over there and have a look, Lao Mu, take two more gourd wines and give them to Brother Hu to drink slowly. ”

"I don't know what Xiaohuo is doing!"

Murong Xuefei looked at Hu Laosi's honest smiling face, her nose was sour, and vaguely, she seemed to smell the aroma of Fengming melon.

"Haha, thank you Lao Mu for the good wine. My mother said that Zishui Liling is the best water chestnut in the world, it is a rare thing in Wufeng Town, maybe it can be sold at a good price, save a lot of money to marry a daughter-in-law for me, when the time comes, Lao Mu you and Miss Lin, both of you will come to drink my happy wine,......。 ”

Feng Rushan's wine tastes good, but the gourd is too small, and Hu Laosi will not be polite to him.

......

The remnant sun is like blood.

The golden-red light flowed silently from the hills, trees, and ice peaks, and every qiē between heaven and earth stood quietly in this soft and warm light, as if waiting for something, and as if sleeping in a vivid and beautiful dream, a few tall pine trees, the shadows left on the ground were getting longer and longer.

The gentle breeze brought the melodious piccolo of the shepherd boy in the distance, a few tired birds chirping on the branches, accompanied by a faint smell of food, and a few puffs of cooking smoke drifted into the sky.

"Feng Rushan, don't worry, I will find the person who is really responsible for Old Man Zhang's death, and I will definitely make them and his wife blind. ”

Murong Xuefei watched the fiery sunset fall little by little, and the brilliant light reflected on that exquisite face, reflecting countless blurred dreams. The bright light finally disappeared, and the world, which was noisy a moment ago, suddenly quieted down, the sky was still very bright, but there was a faint sense of loss, the evening breeze was still very soft, but there was a slight coldness.

"Ha, Uncle Shi, I'm fine. Hu Laosi is a good son, which girl is blessed to marry Hu Laosi, she will definitely be able to give birth to a lot of children and daughters, and live a peaceful life, maybe there is really Zishui Liling to eat,......。 ”

According to Zhang Hua's words, Zhang Daniu was indeed accidentally pushed off the cliff by Hu Laosi and fell to his death, and Meng Guang only secretly provided some necessary protection and support to the robbers in Wufeng Town, and sometimes asked them to do something inconvenient for themselves to come forward and rob the horse gang, but Meng Guang did not get involved.

Robbers, of course, not only collect tolls from the caravan, but also do a lot of other things, in fact, collect tolls from the cara, most of the robbers, just do it casually, they, the main livelihood, are still in the local towns and cities are half black and half hundred, mixed with society.

Wu Yueguo, maybe the entire Great Zhou Empire, although there are many problems and troubles, but the people at the bottom can barely have something to eat, and they have not yet reached the point where wolves are everywhere and robbers are rampant, as for how far away from this day, Feng Rushan, I don't know, to be honest, he doesn't particularly care.

Hu Laosi steals chickens and dogs, drinks and fights, of course he is not a good person, if it is a narrow road meeting, Feng Rushan does not mind killing Hu Laosi, making Old Man Zhang blind, and also making himself feel at ease, but since Murong Xuefei met Hu Laosi who was digging a pit and planting Ling, Zishui Liling, hehe, Feng Rushan himself has also eaten, the taste is indeed delicious, no wonder Hu Laosi's wife will never forget.

As for who should really be responsible for the death of Old Man Zhang and his wife, this, let's talk about it, anyway, no matter whether anyone is responsible for this or not, it will not be an old lady who misses the taste of purple water Liling, sick, old lady.

"Feng Rushan, we, well, what are we going to do next? Otherwise, let's go and slaughter that old pervert in Mengtang to have fun. ”

"The heart hangs above the nine heavens, and the steps between the mortal worlds are really not simple, no wonder it is the general outline of the promotion of the gods. ”

Murong Xuefei was a little bored playing with Dong Di's blood-colored little sword, feeling a little dazed and lost.

If she doesn't kill Hu Laosi, she is not worried about what Feng Rushan thinks of her, but who should be responsible for the death of Old Man Zhang?

Zhong Fang wants to build a road, is it wrong?

Or is Liao lame protecting his property, right?

Meng Guang has no direct connection with this matter!

Then, it can only be Mengtang's turn to be unlucky.

Lustful and obscene or something, Murong Xuefei is the most annoying.

However, for the first time when he consciously walked in the mortal world, he was so nondescript, and Murong Xuefei was not so disappointed.

Avatar is the pinnacle of this realm, where it is easy to advance.

Practice, in addition to meditating and running exercises, must also have their own way of doing things, or in other words, the criteria for judging right and wrong, good and evil, simply the powerful one is king, that is a demon beast without wisdom, it is a naked jungle, not organized, restricted, civilized society, want to go to the top in a highly mature society, Murong Xuefei understands that he still has a long way to go.

"Ah, Uncle Shi, this, well, it's okay for us to stop in Wufeng Town for a few days. ”

"Didn't Uncle Shi just scold the priests of the Black Moon Sect for not taking mortal lives seriously, hehe, Uncle Shi is upset. ”

Feng Rushan woke up from some distraction.

Although Mengtang has a bad reputation, there may be other damn reasons, but how to say it, the stinky problem of lust, or hobbies, many men have a little bit of it, Feng Rushan feels that it is just lustful, Mengtang does not deserve to die, at least, it should not be killed and played by himself, and Murong Xuefei.

The point is, if you kill Meng Tang and Old Man Zhang, will you really be able to look at them?

Feng Rushan was very skeptical.

"Oh, let's go to Wufeng Town during the day, and at night, it's not bad to come to this Wufeng Mountain for a walk, Fengru Mountain, the fog color in the moonlight, it really has a charm, you don't make a poem to play,......。 ”

Murong Xuefei forced out a drop of blood from her fingertips, and with a flick of it, the blood beads accurately landed on the blood-colored sword, and were quickly absorbed by the blood-colored sword.

They killed Zhang Hua, sank the No. 19 Le Fang, and then wanted to find an inn in Wufeng Town, it was not big or small, it was also a troublesome matter, the night of Wufeng Mountain, except for the unique charm of the fog, was not pleasant, however, Murong Xuefei didn't care, she listened to Xuelou.

In fact, Murong Xuefei had never seen Old Man Zhang at all, so she didn't like it or not, she just habitually didn't want to give up halfway.

"Uncle Shi, is there anything magical about this little sword?"

Writing poetry, Feng Rushan is not big, and he doesn't feel that the fog color under the moonlight of Wufeng Mountain has any special charm.

"It's a very good little play, and it's quite similar to the natal magic weapon of our Jiedan monk, but it seems to be related to Dong Di's specific cultivation exercises, Feng Rushan, this broken place is too poor, the dignified foundation building monk, there is not even a storage bag, one day there is a chance, I will go find two exercises of the Black Moon Sect to see,......。 ”

Dong Di doesn't have a storage bag, so he naturally won't have his own cultivation exercises on his body, in fact, even in the Huaxia Continent, except for casual cultivation, there are very few monks who carry their cultivation exercises with them, but isn't this Murong Xuefei in a bad mood.