Wuwu Jianghu

Chapter 2313 Scheming

He held up the barbecue and waved to the heavily made-up woman to come closer to eat together. The heavily made-up woman shook her head in a daze, saying, "Oh my God, it's a living god, it's a living god, someone come quickly," and ran madly into the Grand Canyon and disappeared without a trace.

Lan Feixia felt pain all over her body after eating the barbecue. She looked sideways and said, "Oh my God, I'm burned to death. Someone come quickly, help me!" She struggled desperately, but she couldn't struggle anymore. She suddenly laughed. The fire burned her clothes but not her body. She used her internal energy and strength. Wow, her strength was restored and increased greatly. Lan Feixia was burned until only her shorts and vest were left. She felt amazing sitting among the flowers. Her intuition told her that there was a master helping her, but she had no evidence.

  After her magic power was restored, Lan Feixia became angry when she thought of the young woman and the old woman who had plotted against her. She clenched the whip and ran straight to the dungeon on the cliff, cursing. She stood up and sat down quickly. When the warm wind blew, she found that she was almost naked. She sat in the flowers and looked around frantically. She was most afraid that someone would appear. This was so embarrassing!

Lan Feixia's face flushed and she looked at the bonfire shyly. What should she do? She had to think of a way quickly. She looked at the lush forest and the deep weeds. She wore a natural, pollution-free, super-high-grade branch and weed mixed clothing. She came to the stream and looked at her beautiful reflection in the water. Lan Feixia was full of energy and ran straight to the cage on the edge of the cliff with the whip tightly grasped. She heard women laughing. The young woman and the old woman on the mountain road of the Grand Canyon on the edge of the cliff came back. Lan Feixia couldn't bear it anymore and flew into the air and swooped down on them. "Damn it, bitch, die, die."

  Lan Feixia screamed and suddenly opened her eyes, looking at the cage, dazed, her whole body hot. After three to five days of torture, she was just sleeping and dreaming!

She dragged her exhausted body, slowly stood up with the help of the cage, looked at the cage entrance, and shouted weakly, "Someone come, someone come." She shouted many times but no one answered. It was a rainy day, the night was hazy, and it was chilly. The venom in Lan Feixia's body took effect. She was on an empty stomach, had a fever, fell down, and fainted again.

The sun is shining brightly, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. Last night, Huang Lang got drunk, Feng Ziyue got drunk, Lan Feixia had hallucinations, Hong Shuigou, Sanque Taoist, Hu Yuanxi and Zhou Jifeng, Gai Tianchou, Heiding Yungu, Leng Han, Piao Shalan, Liu Dongyan, Xingli, Ha Deng, Hei Wu Mo, Bai Wu Chang, Xian Fanzi, Yu Dao Zhenren, Ba Tian Axe, Dao Mo Qin and others were all very depressed. They were unhappy when they saw the beautiful scenery, beautiful women, handsome men, countryside and towns.

Huang Lang was drinking with two female deadpools last night. He was drunk. The sun was shining brightly and he woke up because he had to pee. He opened his eyes slightly and covered them with one hand. The sun was glaring and he had a headache. He got up and saw two female deadpools lying on his left and right in dishevel. He looked at himself and only had his underwear left. He sobered up and was stunned. There was a table full of leftovers, more than a dozen wine jars rolling on the floor, and the room was messy. Huang Lang's mind was full of scenes between men and women. "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Huang Lang put on his clothes in a hurry, frowned and looked at the two female Deadpools, shook his head, it was impossible. He had a rule that he would not violate Deadpool. Except for Deadpool, any other woman could have sex with him.

He raised his hand, then quickly let go, went out and ran straight to the toilet, returned to the hall, the room was cleaned, and two female Deadpools were serving him tea and water.

Huang Lang was traveling to a distant place to relax this time. He accidentally met Feng Ziyue and changed his plan to look for Feng Ziyue. As a result, he found nothing after working for a long time and was very depressed. He thought about going to meet his old friend. He hadn't been to the nunnery for a long time. It was more than ninety miles away from here, so he led more than a dozen Deadpools straight to the nunnery.

Feng Ziyue encountered more than a dozen thieves in the small town last night, and was beaten so hard that he screamed for his father. He was taken care of comfortably that night and slept until he woke up naturally. When he opened his eyes, he was shocked. Eleven male and female thieves, led by a woman and a scarred man, had stood by the bed early with face wash water, towels, hot tea, fruits, snacks, and meals. When he woke up, more than a dozen thieves shouted in unison, "Dad, you won, your children are here to be filial to you."

Feng Ziyue was particularly happy to see men and women much older than him calling him daddy. He patted their heads and said, "Be good, be good. Daddy won't treat you badly."

Wherever he went, the thieves followed him, even when he took a shit. He started to avoid this group of people. The sky was clear, Feng Ziyue had eaten and drunk enough, and decided to go to do some business. He told the thieves to wait for him at home. As soon as he left, the thieves cursed Feng Ziyue as a son of a bitch. They split up and gathered their men to follow Feng Ziyue and prepare to kill him.

Feng Ziyue came to the nunnery once, but she seldom came here, so she could only remember a rough outline of it. She asked passers-by for directions and came to Yerenpo, twenty miles away. It was said that wild men often appeared here, hence the name.

Yerenpo is surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on one side. It is rich in products and has beautiful scenery. There are more than a hundred households scattered in the mountainous area. Feng Ziyue stood on the millstone at the entrance of the village and looked around, observing the terrain. The houses are still the same houses, the beams are still the same beams, and the sun is still the same sun, but things have changed. Time is like flowing water. In the blink of an eye, I haven't been here for a long time. The men, women, and children passing by are all unfamiliar faces. There is a sound of running. In the distance, an old man is driving a flock of sheep back from the river. The sheepdog is running to drive the sheep. When the shepherd arrived at the entrance of the village, he looked at Feng Ziyue on the millstone, raised his whip and glared at him, "Get down, little bastard, this is the millstone for grinding flour for the whole village, and you have made it dirty by standing on it. You are really a piece of shit. Whose child are you and what is your name? Tell your parents to beat you hard."

Feng Ziyue was not angry but sad when he heard the old man scolding him, with tears welling up in his eyes. He vaguely remembered that his parents scolded him when he was six or seven years old, or seven or eight years old. The old man's scolding reminded him of his relatives in his hometown, but he didn't know where his relatives were.

The more Feng Ziyue thought about it, the sadder she became. She sat on the millstone and burst into tears, clapping her hands on the millstone and crying very sadly.

"Damn it, you kid, are you trying to scam me? I'm an old man with no money. These sheep can only be sold for money during the Chinese New Year. Don't cry, it will cause misunderstanding and make people think I'm bullying you. Just play on the millstone and pretend I didn't see anything."

The more the old man talked, the louder Feng Ziyue cried. The men, women, and children who were passing by and doing farm work came to watch and talk, and all blamed the old man for talking too much about Feng Ziyue.

Some people also saw that Feng Ziyue was an adult and said that he was a psychopath.

The old man's village has bad customs, and people are competitive, vain, and mischievous. Even the smallest thing will be turned into a major incident by other villagers. The old man didn't want to be framed, so he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, pretending to fall down and kick his legs, foaming at the mouth and trembling, muttering to himself, "Oh, I'm almost dying, I can't bear it anymore, it's all because of this kid, come quickly!"

Feng Ziyue was originally very sad,