"This ...... Don't dare!" Qi Shining looked embarrassed and said with some shame.

Passing by Qi said: "Then what do you want me to do?"

Qi Shining snorted, "We want to ask...... Brother, you and the 'Poison Hand Medicine King'......"

"Poison Hand Hero. A passing by interrupted him.

"Yes, Poison Hand Owl. Qi Shining hurriedly changed his words and said, "We want to buy some from his old man...... Medicine, the drug that is not detected by the tea. ”

It turned out that he knew that Shi Wan was ruthless and didn't dare to speak, so he was good at talking?

"I was looking for him. Passing by lazily said, "Then you go to him, see if he dares." ”

When he was about to close the window, Qi Shining hurriedly stretched out his hand to resist it, and said with a smile: "He must not dare, so we came to you first." ”

Passing by raised his eyebrows, he said, "Do you know who I am?" Sometimes, he is very resistant to the prestige of Lu Daxia, but if someone doesn't know him, he always can't help but want to move out of his name to enjoy the other party's worshipful eyes, so as to be complacent - even spurned himself.

Qi Shining was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked eagerly, "You...... Our head guessed that it was you, but he wasn't sure, it turned out that you were Lu Daxia...... It's great to be so young, and we have a great revenge to avenge ourselves. ”

Another fan. Passing by, he was satisfied, and said: "As long as you are addicted to medicine? I have some colorless and odorless medicine here that can kill people, and if a little powder goes down, no matter how many people you have enemies, none of them will survive." ”

Qi Shining was overjoyed and said, "Thank you Lu Daxia for the medicine!"

Passing by nodded slightly, he really picked out some powder of Seven Heart Begonia and gave it to him, and said, "Mix it in the lamp oil, and wait for the corpse to be collected the next day." ”

Qi Shining left with a thousand thanks, but he couldn't sleep when he passed by. He sat in front of the window, his cheek propped up. In the past few days, he has been pondering Cheng Lingsu's Seven Heart Begonias, grinding the powder and waiting to see the results.

The bright moon outside the window is like a hook, which is very quiet. To be honest, the world is already a little boring for him. It's too smooth sailing, there's nothing fun about it. originally wanted to fight with that road hero, but now it seems that as long as a person becomes famous, the others will be caught, and a division of labor can also be very effective. He hasn't learned much about anything else now, but he's the best at acting. Sometimes, he can't even get out of the play, thinking that he may really be a hero, but he doesn't know what accident he encountered, he lost his memory, and he lost his martial arts.

"Plop plop puff—" In the bright moon, the parrot that was always clumsy when it flew up flew again and rested in front of him. Passing by, I put away the sorrow of this short period of sadness, and reached out and touched it. The parrot shrunk back, as if trying to avoid his hand, but seemed to enjoy it, tilting its head along his fingers, and a pair of bright black eyes looked at him shyly and timidly, wanting to look generously, but avoiding the flicker.

Passing by, he couldn't help but wonder if he was bored to the point of madness, he was always used to reading human feelings in this parrot, but looking at its movements and eyes, he really easily thought about it. But the problem is that no one can read it, only he thinks so. As a result, he was always ridiculed by Zhou Chongyang, saying that he and Princess Xiangxiang were the same husband and wife, and they could talk to animals for a long time.

"Little parrot, little parrot, I'm a little embarrassed to see that you have to work so hard to fly twice for so long. Stupid people also have the happiness of stupid people, like a genius like me, I can't experience your hard work. Hey—" Passing by was hypocritically melancholy, and really spoke to the little parrot.

The little parrot tilted its head to look at him, its little beak opened and closed twice, and silently answered him.

"Little mute, it's pitiful enough to be a parrot like you. ”

That night, passing by had a dream, in which the bright black parrot eyes looked at him sadly. Looking at it, he slowly turned into a pair of extremely beautiful human eyes, watery and foggy, but still so sad, his heart was tugging up. Then, as those eyes unfolded, the parrot's face suddenly began to change, gradually changing into a woman's face, and its body changed little by little, turning into a human form. Unexpectedly, he was shocked by the magic in front of him, and he didn't feel strange at all, but met those sad eyes to see what she wanted to do. The woman seemed to understand what he was thinking, and slowly leaned down, little by little. There was a warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms, and his sad eyes were also soaked with tenderness, and the water vapor was cloudy, as if he could drip tears in the next moment. His chest trembled, and he couldn't help but tense his body, a little nervous, a little expectant, waiting for her to get closer, and get closer......

"Ahh Looking down at his embrace, there was no shadow of a beautiful woman, and then glancing around, the stupid parrot was lying asleep next to his pillow.

It's just a dream.

He breathed a sigh of relief and patted his head. I can't understand why it was such a beautiful spring dream, but it brought him not wonderful, but frightened.

He buried his head in the quilt and reminisced about the beauty in his dream. The beauty's appearance has faded, and it gradually coincides with Princess Xiangxiang again. The beauty of the heavenly immortals can only think about it but not hug it, and everyone will be resentful.

"Stupid parrot, go back to your nest!" passed by, attributing all the reasons for the surprise of Spring Dream to this parrot. If it hadn't come to make a kick, he wouldn't have seen Princess Xiangxiang become a parrot, and he wouldn't have been woken up at the last moment, so he would have been holding Princess Xiangxiang like this and so now.

You can't hold it in reality, but you can always let people satisfy their cravings in dreams.

Hey――

No time-traveler has suffered more than him.

The good dream was disturbed and passed by extremely sadly for a morning, without giving anyone a good look, and stained two points of begonia powder in Shi Wanyi's rice bowl.

That's all there is left with in this world.

It's a pity that Shi Wanyi finished eating the porridge, and he didn't have a stomachache or be stunned, and he was still the same as usual. Passing by, I was very surprised, and suddenly realized that he had been free-range for so long, and if he didn't collect the reins, I was afraid that the sheep would start to run.

After breakfast, the group went straight to the manor of Ping Ah Si, which had been explored yesterday. Ping'a Si was originally from a poor background, because he met Hu Yidao in the inn more than ten years ago, thanked him for his gift and respect, and was impressed by his heroic pride, so he saved the newborn Hu Fei under the knife of Tian Guinong, and took him to rely on him for his life from then on. A few years ago, Hu Fei met Zhao Banshan, the third master of the Shangbao and the Red Flower Club, and became brothers of the opposite sex. After Ping Asi returned to Cangzhou, he relied on the two hundred gold given by Hu Fei to buy idle land and build a manor, because he himself was disabled, so he also took care of the people around him after his life was guaranteed, and the village also took in those disabled and homeless people, and was quite famous in the neighborhood.

Hu Fei listened all the way, excited and emotional. Thinking that he was separated from Uncle Ping, he said that he wandered the rivers and lakes, made friends with good men and heroes, and thought that Uncle Ping was just an ordinary person, just go home and live a stable life, but after a few years, there were not many people who benefited from his fists and feet, but Uncle Ping relied on chivalry to save so many people in need.

"This Fourth Uncle Ping is also a hero!" Zhou Chongyang heard the story of Ping A's four disabled and righteous people, and raised his fingers to praise him repeatedly.

"Master, you're back!" Before the group approached the manor, they saw from a distance that someone was waiting there at the intersection. As soon as I saw someone coming here, I immediately greeted him.

It was a gray-haired old man, with only one left arm, and a thick scar on his face that slanted from his right eyebrow to his nose and to the left corner of his mouth. The muscles on his face are hideous and terrifying.

But no one thought he was terrible.

Hu Fei stepped forward and hugged him with tears in his eyes, and said, "Fourth Uncle Ping, you ...... Are you still there?"

Ping Ah Si watched the children who had worked so hard to raise grow up and grow so strong again, and he couldn't help but cry: "Good, good, all good, all thanks to the blessing of the master." ”

At this scene, Cheng Lingsu watched from the sidelines, wiped his tears, and turned his face away. As soon as Zhou Chongyang saw her crying, he couldn't care about sighing, and hurriedly looked for handkerchiefs everywhere. I also sighed a little when I passed by, but I didn't know what I was sighing.

Hu Fei introduced everyone to Ping Ah Si one by one, and even Shi Wanyi and the other three introduced them as friends. Shi Wanyan and Murong Jingyue were fine, but Xue Que looked at Ping Asi, who was also disabled and ugly, and looked ashamed.

Ping Ah Si didn't care about this, just took Hu Fei's hand, walked in front and led everyone through the Qianmo field, and walked towards Zhuangzi in the middle.

The pastoral scenery of Cangzhou countryside is excellent, especially at this time in the autumn equinox, the ground is full of gold, and under the sun, it is full of golden colors. As soon as the wind passed, the golden waves rolled, and the sound was continuous, mixed with the songs and laughter of the harvesters in the field.

They walked along a large road leading to Zhuangzi in the middle, and on both sides of the road there were farmers who were working to stop their work and say hello to them.

"Hey, what is that?" Zhou Chongyang suddenly asked as he pointed to the distance. When I looked in his direction, I saw a large waterwheel in the middle of the field. The waterwheel is not peculiar, the peculiar thing is that there seems to be something attached to the waterwheel, next to it is a bellows or a stove.

"That's a waterwheel made by Ah Huo. Ping Asi's ugly face became even more hideous because of his smile, and he said, "He said that if he succeeds, he doesn't need manpower to step on it, and he can carry the waterwheel by the stove next to him." ”

Passing by, he heard his heart moved, and asked, "Can you take us to see it?"

"Of course. ”

The waterwheel didn't look very far away, but it walked for a while. When you look closer, you will be stunned when you pass by. He didn't know to what extent the water conservancy and irrigation system of the Qing Dynasty had developed, but he used fire and heat to convert it into mechanical energy.