Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Thieves Attack on the Night of Tanabata

Ruolan herself is a beautiful woman with a beautiful natural fragrance, and at this time, she looks weak and self-pitying, which is even more pitying.

However, at this time, Ning Wuji's mind was not on Ruolan, he smiled faintly, and said unconsciously: "How do you know that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl can't meet, and people meet every day." ”

Ruolan, who was sad in her heart, swept her eyes at Ning Wuqian when she heard this, and was surprised, "How does Childe know about Lu Dao?"

"Well, what do you know?"

Ning Wujian came back to his senses, looked at Ruolan's beautiful eyes widening, staring at herself, and couldn't help scratching her head, did she say something?

"It's that Cowherd and Weaver Girl who meet every day. ”

Ruolan looked at Ning Wuji, she had seen demons and ghosts, and she also knew that Ning Wuji's identity was not ordinary, and she had some Taoism, so she secretly thought that it would be difficult for Ning Wuqian to know the Cowherd and Weaver Girl?

Ning Wujian glanced at the thoughtful Ruolan, and didn't know what Lu Dao Ruolan was thinking, and smiled, "You say this, doesn't this myth say that there is a day in the sky and a year on the earth, you see, we have a seventh day of the seventh month every year, but only one day has passed in the sky, and the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet once a day, don't they meet every day?"

Ruolan was stunned, there is still this kind of statement? But secretly thinking about it, one day in the sky and one year on the earth, I feel that there is some truth, but there is always something wrong, so Ruolan can't figure it out.

Suddenly, Ning Wuji, who was drinking tea, narrowed his eyes, drank the tea in one gulp, put the cup on the table, stood up, and walked towards the table on Chen Qinglong's side.

Chen Qinglong, who was drinking with his brother for fun, noticed Ning Wuqian coming over and stood up, "Childe?"

At the table, there were more than ten people, all of whom were a group of brothers brought back by Chen Qinglong, all of whom had some martial arts and fierce momentum, and they were once old soldiers who had fought on the battlefield. Those who have been in the army have never been on the battlefield will always be just recruits, no matter how well-trained, they can only be recruits if they have never been on the battlefield.

Recruits who have never been on the battlefield and have seen blood have a completely different aura than those veterans who crawl out of the pile of the dead.

These people are not in awe of Ning Wuqian like Chen Qinglong, but more of a gratitude, in their opinion, this is just a transaction, Ning Wuqian is the master of Zhuangzi, they are Zhuangzi's guards, they are protecting Zhuangzi, Ning Wuqian is paying for them.

After being a soldier for a long time, there will be some ruffianism, not to mention that they have also been bandits and thieves, this ruffian, it is difficult to change it.

Chen Qinglong stood up, but these people just stopped making noise and drinking, and looked at Ning Wuji, this is an attitude.

Ning Wuqian glanced at the people at the table, his gaze moved to Chen Qinglong, and said flatly, "It's time to just work." ”

Chen Qinglong was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized what Ning Wuqian meant, and asked, "Childe, but Shen Faxing is here?"

"En!" Ning Wushuang nodded, then glanced at Ning Wushuang, who was overwhelmed by alcohol, and frowned, "Drink less wine in the future." ”

"Yes, cousin. Ning Wushuang was shocked by Ning Wushuang's look, and he was covered in a cold sweat, and most of the wine was gone, and he smiled.

"Let your brother pick up the guy, Shen Faxing, this guy really dares to do it. ”

Ning Wuji's face turned cold, and he drank lightly at Chen Qinglong, and at the same time, he stretched his body and ran towards the outside of the village.

Ning Wushuang picked up his eyebrow-raising iron rod and hurriedly chased after it.

Seeing Ning Wujian and Ning Wushuang walking away, Chen Qinglong turned around and saw his brother who was still sitting at the table, his eyes were displeased, and he drank coldly, "What do you see, don't copy the guy quickly, if you don't behave well tonight, go back to Lao Tzu, don't be embarrassed here." ”

The strong men who were stunned dispersed violently when they heard the words, and after a while, they all came to Chen Qinglong with their weapons, as the former bandit leader, Chen Qinglong still had some prestige, seeing that his subordinates were dressed neatly, Chen Qinglong's face improved a little, picked up a long knife, and took the lead in running in the direction where Ning Wuqian and Ning Wushuang left.

There is no need to look for directions, outside Zhuangzi, a ball of fire rushes up, dazzling in the night.

Suddenly empty, Ruolan stood up and looked into the distance under the night, with a trace of worry in her eyes.

The small village of tenants is under the green hill opposite Zhuangzi, and on the side of the rice fields, more than a dozen families live together, and at this time, the village should be quiet and peaceful, but a raging fire has burned, and some of the thatched houses have been reduced to ashes in the flames.

Seventy or eighty people in the village, young and old, were driven out of the village, and a group of freshly dressed and angry armor warriors surrounded them, less than a hundred people, all of whom had a strong and capable spirit.

A green-robed scribe rode a yellow horse, standing beside an old man in his fifties, the old man was tall, wearing silver armor, a red cloak behind his back, a green-maned horse on his crotch, and a scimitar in his hand, majestic, hooked nose, eyes deeply sunken, revealing a worldly and old man, yellowish cheeks, with a scar, under the firelight, making it look hideous and terrifying.

"Lord, it is never a way to kidnap strong men like this, the people of Jiangnan are simple, after all, they are not as strong and good at martial arts as the people of the north, and the life in Jiangnan is far better than that of the north, there are not too many displaced people, and the abduction of strong men will only arouse public anger. ”

One by one, the soldiers grabbed the tall and strong men among the villagers, and if they resisted, they would be scolded at the lightest, and whipped at the worst, and the fierce appearance aroused a burst of children's howls, and the old and weak women and children all stared at the armor soldiers angrily, but they always dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

The old scholar crowded into the crowd, looking at this group of vicious thieves, holding cold sweat in his palms, and looking in the direction of the manor from time to time.

Shen Faxing sat motionless on the horse, looked at the villagers who were angry but did not dare to resist, and sighed softly, "If it is a bloody man in the north, it is a fight to the death, and you have to fight it." Du Fuwei, the old fox, bullied the weak and strong, and when he met Li Tang, he was instigated, as soon as he entered Chang'an, the land of Jianghuai belonged to Li Tang, and most of the territory of the Central Plains belonged to Li Tang. ”

After all, Shen Faxing's eyes showed resentment and resentment, his defeat can be said to be indirectly related to Du Fuwei, if it weren't for Du Fuwei's crusade against Li Zitong, which led to Li Zitong's defeat, how could Li Zitong attack Wu County, and a series of things after that would not have happened.

The scribe glanced at Shen Faxing, and said in a deep voice: "The lord is not without opportunities, Du Fuwei and Fu Gong Yi are like close enemies, Du Fuwei entered the court, Jianghuai military and government affairs are controlled by Fu Gong Qi, and military affairs are held in Wang Xiong's hands, Fu Gong Qi's ambition is not small, how can he not take the opportunity to make trouble? That is the time for the lord to regain his strength. ”

The voice fell, and before Shen Faxing could speak, a fast horse galloped over, "Report, someone from the manor on the other side is running, it seems to be the manor family." ”

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