Ban Fang

Chapter 287 What's the matter
Cheng Yun pulled back the robe sleeve that was pressed under his knees three times in a row, causing Shu He to turn over and fall over.

Shu He, who turned two somersaults on the ground, lay on his side with his elbows propped up, and said to Cheng Yun with trembling sword fingers, "Do you know how many people seek the way from me?"

Cheng Yun straightened his sleeves, smiled indifferently and replied: "Unfortunately without me."

Seeing that there was nothing to sing about, Shu He lifted his breath and touched the ground tediously, got up in an instant and flew into the air, slowly fell back to sit in cross-legged position, and asked without giving up: "How is Taoist Huoju?"

"Second Senior Brother, don't tell me that it's wrong for a girl to be a Junior Sister." He looked back earnestly, with that calm smile still on his lips.

Shu He heard the clues, he hesitated to speak a few times, and fell into a samadhi dully.

It can be confirmed that it is not uncommon to have it delivered to your door, and those who can't ask for it want to break their heads.

After being disturbed by Shu He, Cheng Yun got up without any sleepiness, stroked the crumbs of rice stalks off his body, and stepped out of the barn, and sure enough, the second carrier pigeon came flying lightly.

Seeing his master come out, Chu Chu quickly delivered the second message.

The one inside who seemed to be in sedation, but was actually paying attention to the messages around him at all times, who must have been worried, Yan Xi, didn't take the note and said calmly, "Read it."

"The south wind is blowing, and the vernal equinox is cloudy." After Chu Chu finished reading, he took out a note and handed it to his master to reply to the message.

After thinking about it for a while, Cheng Yun wrote on the paper with a quill pen: Wan Bilius, Ming Qu 嘒 嘒.

Chu Chu put the paper into the letter box, let the pigeons fly, quickly followed Cheng Yun's footsteps, and asked anxiously: "Master, will you arrange?"

With this face on his face, the master is not safe no matter where he is.

How many people did Shu He deal with without leaving a trace all the way south?
Tomorrow we have to really step into the border of East Vietnam, and no one knows what will happen.

Keep your spirit up, and preparing for tomorrow's battle is more important than anything else.

Cheng Yun raised his hand to signal Chu Chu to step back, his green shirt fluttering in the night wind, he walked among the arid and barren rice fields, touching the crops with insufficient moisture.

Cheng Yun got up and waved away the crops that could shatter at the touch of a touch, and he had a general idea in his mind.

There was the faint sound of a child crying from inside the tenant's house, and the middle-aged tenant couple in the house were thinking about it.

"Old man, you gave all the remaining food to those three, what should we do?" The peasant woman with her head wrapped in a gray cloth scarf wiped her tears frequently, and the baby in her arms kept crying.

"Why are you crying? Maybe if it rains tomorrow, the rice crops will be able to survive." The black and short brown tenant sat down at the square table, drank a cup of tea, and accused the peasant woman, "If you don't ask for help Help scare this child, can I give all the food?"

With tears in her eyes, the peasant woman looked down at the crying child in her arms, then howled, "It doesn't work, the child hasn't stopped crying at all!"

When the tenant heard the words and drove his wife into the house, he said angrily, "You brought him home, so what's the point of complaining now? Is it possible that he will vomit it all back to you? If you really vomited, you dare to eat it? Drink more water and stop it." Hungry, stop making noise!"

"We can drink water, and the baby can do it? How can I get milk to feed the baby without food?"

The peasant woman pretended to run out of the low house with her child in her arms, but was stopped by the tenant quickly.

"It's night, where are you going?"

"Where else can I go but go to the woods to find something to eat? You are worthless!" The peasant woman waved her husband's arms and ran out of the house.

Seeing that there was no one outside the house, the peasant woman seemed to be stunned for a moment, and stepped out of the door. The peasant woman held the crying child vigilantly, looking around nervously.

"Looking for me?" Standing on the ridge of the low house, Cheng Yun sneered and asked in a voice as deep as a night charm.

The iron olive in the peasant woman's hand quickly searched for the sound, and Cheng Yun raised his breath and tapped on the ridge of the roof. Without any effort, he flew past and slowly landed on the ridge of the roof.

Knowing the revelation, the tenant in the house smashed through the eaves and came out, holding a long knife and standing on the ridge of the roof to confront him, and asked angrily, "How did you find out?"

Cheng Yun put his hands behind him, and when Xia entered the summer, he still felt that smile and coldness, and said in a cool voice: "Senior brother has never failed to frighten me all the way, crying like this, I guess it's probably not the children of the two of you, it took all this effort Please why do you enter the urn?"

Walking south, Shu He received all compliments and never any derogation. Now there is a baby crying, can you not doubt it?
What's more, the withered crops were even more degraded by violence, not really suffering from drought.

"Bah!" The tenant's big knife rested half an inch away from Cheng Yun, and asked with a bloodthirsty smile: "Prince Jing has been to Beiyong for so many years, but do you still remember the sufferings of the people in Dongyue?"

"As you said, I haven't returned to my homeland for a long time, and I don't even know the way." Cheng Yun raised the sword lightly with his sword finger, and when he saw that the pick didn't move, he took three big steps back to distance himself, and said lightly, "Both of you know Suffering, why let the crops dry up and sing big plays in the middle of the night?"

"Follow us back to King Yi's fiefdom." The peasant woman smiled coldly, seeing that she no longer had to pretend to be a peasant woman, she cast an annoyed glance at the child in her arms, and threw it in the air. Then the crying child.

Chu Chu coaxed the child into his arms, and accused him, "Little lady is so cruel!"

"What a joke! Prince Jing disregarded the people in the fief, wouldn't he be more ruthless?" The big knife on the roof of the tenant caught up half a step further.

"The two want this king to return to King Yi's fiefdom? Isn't it the same as ignoring the people and being cruel?" Cheng Yun sneered unabated, not paying any attention to the blade in front of him that shone coldly in the cold night.

"Prince Jing, you can't use your tongue, so hurry up and catch him." The tenant made a gesture to make a move, and suddenly felt a burst of heat coming from his forehead and raised his head.

Shu He didn't know when he came to the ridge of the roof. He put his hands behind his back and stood on top of his head. The tenant was so frightened that he took three steps back.

"My prince, but you can take it away if you want?" Shu He did not lose his stability because of the tenant's retreat, and still stood on top of the tenant like a mountain.

Standing on the head of the tenant was a person who lost his footing all the time, tried to regain his aura and reprimanded him: "Bold! How dare you disobey Prince Yi?"

Cheng Yun sighed inaudibly, glanced at the two people at the side, and asked impatiently: "Both are first-rank princes, do you two only respect uncle?"

"Is there any trump card that can make my prince obediently go to Yiwang's fief with the two of you. Please use it. It's night, you shouldn't wander around anymore, and the poor should rest." He yawned tiredly.

"It's a joke, after taking Lord Yi's Zhixi powder, you still want to use your inner energy?" The peasant woman thought she had the chance to win, and raised her sword to challenge Shu He.

"Taoism is not martial arts, the little lady was blindfolded by cruelty?" Shu He waved the dust lightly, and the peasant woman seemed to be hit by a strong wind, and the whole body hit the low wall of the courtyard and vomited two mouthfuls of blood.

The tenant suddenly noticed the strangeness, raised his eyes to look at Shu He, and found that his feet were completely floating in the air, not really on his head, so he fell down on the ridge of the roof in fright, and murmured in astonishment: "Hao Shuzi?"

Shu He twirled his mustache, half-closed his eyes and asked coldly: "It's the old man, what do you dare to ask?"

　Good morning~ I have a feeling that dementia is serious recently, and a few ginkgo biloba
　　
　
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