retaliate

Chapter 640 The old house is on fire

One is a former Ningxing famous prostitute, and the other is a former tomb robber.

After the statement died, there has been no conversation between the two.

The old thief was thinking about entering Tanzhou City, how to find out the news.

Lang Jun has made up his mind to remove the threat of the Tanzhou Army to Chenzhou before the Northern Liao army goes south.In this way, the Chenzhou army can rush to Tao County to participate in this battle.

After being governed by Mr. Lang, Chenzhou lacks a chance to show off.

This battle is an opportunity.

If you can shine, go back to Taoxian...

Mr. Lang is gradually taking control of northern Xinjiang, how many generals do he need under his command?
The old man leads the army to conquer the east and west for the Lord Lang, and he will definitely become a famous general.

Suck!

Thinking of the beauty, the old thief couldn't help taking a breath.

Then he saw a pair of contemptuous eyes.

Zhichun put down the car curtain, stretched out his hand and fanned it in front of his nose, feeling extremely disgusted.

"Hey! Tanzhou is coming. I'm leaving first."

A famous prostitute in the Northern Liao Dynasty is none of my business!

The old thief jumped off the shaft, got on his horse and left.

"you!"

Zhichun's complexion changed slightly, and he lifted the curtain of the car and shouted, "You promised to send me into the city!"

The old thief turned around, "You motherfucker looks at this old man as if you were looking at an idiot, do you think this old man is an idiot?"

Zhichun bit her red lips, "Slave, I was wrong."

After all, she is a famous prostitute, and this wrong shout was repeated a thousand times, and it was soul-stirring.

But the old thief didn't stop at all.

Tanzhou!
The old man is here!

Ahead suddenly there was a group of people.

"When the emperor travels, the idler avoids it!"

He Lianrong?
The old thief was taken aback, seeing the two guards staring at him, he couldn't help thinking that it was bad luck.

He reined in his horse, turned around and shouted, "My lady! My lady!"

The carriage came slowly.

Zhichun's voice came, "Husband! Wait for me!"

Zhichun came with Yu, and drove the carriage by himself.

Sure enough, the two guards no longer paid attention to this side.

Damn!

so close!

The two of them entered the city.

After entering the city, the old thief wanted to put Zhichun aside, but found that the atmosphere in the city was a little tense, so he asked someone to ask.

"Someone assassinated the envoy, and the city has been investigating closely recently."

Zhichun's eyebrows twitched, "Let's..."

Old thief: "Let's..."

Later, the old thief got into the carriage.

Zhichun huddled in a corner, hid his right hand in his cuff, holding something, and looked at the old thief vigilantly.

"You once offended the powerful in Ningxing, if you are found out..." the old thief smiled wretchedly.

"It seems that you are not a good person." Zhichun's eyes were poisonous, "I'm afraid the origin is unknown? Martial law in the city, if it is found out..."

"The old man has a way, but I need your help."

"What way?"

"You and I are still together."

"I only want to be alone in my life."

"I don't like many people around me either."

"in this way!"

"in this way!"

Two hands stretched out.

One is white and tender.

One rough.

"Humph!"

Zhichun withdrew her hand.

The old thief said indifferently: "What kind of beauty, in the eyes of the old man, is a pink skeleton, you, think too much."

Zhichun retracted her hands into her cuffs, her beautiful eyes moved slightly. "Your guide is different from mine, how do you pretend to be husband and wife?"

The old thief listened intently to the commotion outside, until a group of sergeants passed by, and then said: "It's a small matter."

Ah!
Zhichun leaned on the carriage and sneered, thinking that this old ghost had an unscrupulous look on his face, he was either a thief or a robber, and he was afraid of sergeants, so he was probably a criminal who escaped from a crime.

"The old man will come as soon as he goes, just wait."

The old thief is gone.

Zhichun still leaned against the carriage, closed her beautiful eyes, thinking about what she should do in the future.

There are road guides, as well as household registration, which is still in Tanzhou.But since Uncle Huang wants to get rid of the statement, he will definitely kill the root.Maybe those people are waiting for themselves to show up.

Tanzhou is a bit dangerous.

How about going to Ningxing?

But how can a weak woman go?
Ning Xing couldn't go, so where else could he go?
Or, just find someone to settle down temporarily in Tanzhou?

I'm afraid that the emperor's uncle's people are even staring at the household registration.

So... how about becoming a monk?
Zhichun's eyes lit up.

Isn't this a good way?
Who will pay attention to outsiders?
"Hey!"

The voice of the old thief came from outside, and then the curtain was lifted, and the old thief got into the car easily.

Zhichun was a little indifferent, "Get out of the car!"

The old thief has such experience in the world, and he can tell at a glance that this woman has thought of a way, "Tanzhou, you can't settle down at home."

"I'm a monk!" Zhichun said flatly.

"Ha ha!"

The old thief hilariously laughed wildly under his throat.

"Stupid woman!"

He gasped and said, "Do you think that Fangwai is a clean place? The old man told you that there are fights in the world of mortals, and Fangwai also has them. If you wait for a woman to go to Fangwai, you can't handle it... Hahahaha!"

He didn't say anything bad, but Zhichun felt strong malice.

"You mean..."

"There are those who concentrate on practicing, and there are also those who are impure. In some places, there are filth, you think about it yourself."

Seeing that the old thief took out a carrot and a knife, Zhichun subconsciously screamed, "What are you going to do?"

The old thief picked up the radish and the knife, "Old man, do you have any questions about carving?"

As he spoke, he bowed his head to carve.

Zhichun breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately thought of what the old thief said.

It's not good to think about it... When I was in Ningxing, most of the guests had status.As for men, they like to show off when they see a beautiful woman, and this is not limited by their status.Some men mentioned Fang Wai.

Those who really concentrate on practicing practice are almost free from the world of mortals, which is close to penance.

Some of those Fangwai people who are rolling in the world of mortals are like going through a lot of calamities, and finally realize their enlightenment and achieve extraordinary achievements.But more is lost in the world of mortals.

Seven emotions and six desires, fame and fortune are moving...

woman……

Zhichun shuddered, looking at the old thief with more gratitude in his eyes.

This old ghost doesn't seem bad!

What is he doing?

Zhichun saw that the old thief was moving his knife like flying, and there were some extra things on the radish.

"All right."

The old thief put down the radish and took out a pen and paper.

Grind the ink and start writing.

"Hey! Name!"

The old thief raised his head and asked.

Zhichun subconsciously said, "Call me Xia Zhichun!"

The old thief began to write.

what is he writing
letter?

Zhichun wanted to see it, but felt embarrassed.

After the old thief finished writing, he got the ink pad out.

What is this for?
Zhichun was puzzled.

The old thief took the carved radish seal and dyed it with ink pad, and stamped it on the paper.

Picking up the paper and blowing on it a few times, the old thief said with satisfaction: "The craftsmanship is not lost!"

He looked up, "Find a place to live!"

Zhichun said: "Our road guides are different, and those who travel against the road will find problems at a glance."

"Just follow it."

The old thief got out of the car, sat on the shaft, and said, "Let's go!"

Later, he found a Nilv, which was actually in a lively place.

"get off!"

Zhichun got out of the car, followed the old thief in, and whispered behind him: "Be careful..."

"Two guest officers!"

The guy greeted him warmly.

"One room, it's the best." The old thief looked generous.

The clerk glanced at Zhichun who was wearing a cape, "Guest officer, Lu Yin."

Zhichun's heart trembled.

Looking up, through the window, I saw the old thief took out the piece of paper.

"Jia Ren."

"It's the old man."

"Xia Zhichun."

"Old man's wife!"

The man took a few extra glances at Xia Zhichun.

"What are you looking at?" the old thief asked dissatisfied.

"Lang Jun is very lucky." The man smiled apologetically.

Check in immediately.

"You... What you wrote earlier was Lu Yin? No, you forged it! This is a crime of beheading!"

Zhichun leaned against the door after entering the room, looking nervous.

"You don't need to worry about it."

"Never mind? I'll be beheaded when the time comes! Also, we should keep a low profile, but you asked for the best room. Isn't that eye-catching?"

"To marry a beauty like you, do you think this old man should be a poor man?"

The old thief went to the window, opened a crack and looked out.

Yes!

Zhichun looked at the old thief and thought, this man was thoughtful and calm in his actions.

I underestimated him!

"You wait here."

The old thief went out quietly.

"you……"

Zhichun wanted to ask him where he was going, but felt he had no position.

The old thief didn't come back until it was getting dark.

"Eat it!"

The old thief brought back food, which was very rich.

He just squatted by the side to eat, leaving the table to Zhichun.

Zhichun hesitated, "Sit down and eat too!"

The old thief raised his head, "This old man is used to squatting."

"Why?" Zhichun felt strange.

The old thief said casually: "Sitting while eating is disrespectful to nobles."

It turned out that he was the entourage of the nobleman!

After eating, Zhichun was a little nervous.

"The old man hit the floor!"

The old thief had to bring a bedding, and the weather was hot, so he simply needed something to cover him.

He lay down, breathing evenly after a while.

Zhichun didn't sleep much, and was worried, worried that the old thief would attack at night.

In the early morning, when the old thief woke up, Zhichun, who was drowsy, was startled, "What are you going to do?"

"If the old man wants to touch you, don't you dare to call for help? Stupid!"

The old thief went out to wash up.

Yes!

Dare I call for help?
Zhichun relaxed his mind and fell asleep immediately.

When he woke up again, there were two cakes and a bowl of soup on the table.

After eating cakes and half a bowl of soup, Zhichun pushed open the window, and the noise from outside poured in.

The scene that was once so familiar, now looks very strange.

Not long after, someone knocked on the door.

The door opened, it was an old thief.

He came in with a burden on his back, "Follow the old man out of the city tomorrow, remember, you are the old man's wife and also the old man's helper."

"What help?"

"Look at Feng Shui."

The next day, the old thief took Zhichun out.

Out of the rebellious journey, there are two men waiting.

Zhichun knew at a glance that he was a servant of the powerful.

"I met Mr. Jia."

The two servants were very polite.

"This is Clumsy Jing." The old thief pointed to Zhichun, "Without her, the old man would not be able to acupoint."

Immediately, a group of people went out of the city.

When he arrived outside the city, an official was waiting, with several servants behind him.

"I met Wang Sima."

The old thief saluted.

Isn't Wang Sima the Tanzhou Sima Wang Yan?

Know the blessings of spring.

"Why is there a woman?"

Wang Yan frowned.

The old thief said: "Wang Sima, the master who taught me Fengshui is my father-in-law. Zhuo Jing is good at acupuncture points."

"Oh!"

Immediately, a group of people went to the left.

The old thief took out a small compass and looked around.

At the foot of the mountain, the old thief positioned himself first, then pointed to the right, "This way."

Turning to noon, the old thief said: "Wang Sima, please look ahead."

Wang Yan looked up.

"The mountain in front of you, the left side is like a boy kneeling on the ground, and the right side is like a giant snake swallowing the sky... This is a rare geomantic treasure. I dare to say that if the dead of your family are buried here, after five years, they will definitely grow up!"

Wang Yan's eyes lit up, "Good place!"

He looked more and more like, "Let's go!"

There is a pine forest in front, the wind blows, and the pines burst.

Wang Yan praised: "What a place."

The old thief said with a smile: "If the old man finds this place alone, he must keep it."

"Keep it to yourself?" Wang Yan asked.

The old thief shook his head, "I'm waiting for the secret to be revealed, and I only hope that my children and grandchildren will not be harmed after death."

"So that's it!" Wang Yan softened his expression.

"Lady!" The old thief turned around.

"what!"

"Go to acupuncture points!"

"it is good!"

According to the old thief's arrangement, Zhichun stepped forward, modified the dance she learned back then, and danced in front of her.

"This is..." Wang Yan asked.

"This is to pray to the heavens, so as not to miss it... You know, the better the tomb, the more taboo it is. If the heavens blame it, hey!"

Zhichun, who was dancing, almost went limp when she heard this.

Don't be afraid!
He is playing tricks.

But who is this old ghost?

Seemingly doing nothing, but finding Wang Yan, this ability is not something everyone has.

Is he really a Feng Shui master?

But why do Feng Shui masters fear the Tanzhou Army?

Why pretend to be a guide?
These questions flashed through Zhichun's mind.

But dedication is a deep-rooted habit, and her dance is still beautiful.

"This land is good!" The old thief praised, and then said worriedly: "I just don't know when the other side will call."

Wang Yan said indifferently: "Yang Gou wants to go to Tao County with all his heart, so he will definitely call."

It turned out that He Lianrong made the same judgment!

The old thief knew it well.

But how will He Lianrong respond?
Is it tit for tat, or...

The old thief pointed to the mountain, "No matter how good the geomantic omen is, I'm afraid of war."

Wang Yan looked at Zhichun's dance with his hands behind his back, and suddenly felt... a little familiar, but also felt that he was wrong, "People in troubled times are not as good as dogs."

"Good regards, Sima Wang."

Wang Yan said: "There are not many soldiers in Chenzhou, can they still break Tanzhou City? Don't worry!"

"That's right!" the old thief said with a smile, "Tanzhou City is not small, if you stick to it, who in the world can break it?"

Is it persistence?

The old thief pretended to look ahead casually.

Wang Yan nodded.

That's it!

The old thief was overjoyed.

Wang Yan coughed dryly, "I'm afraid Yang Gou is going to make a move, when will you be able to settle down here?"

"Three days."

"Okay, if you can settle it, the old man will reward you!"

Wang Yan was very satisfied, "Where do you and your wife live? Or, let's go to the old man's house."

This is looking for a free Feng Shui consultant.

The old thief said with a smile: "Several nobles have agreed with the old man, and I will finish at Wang Sima's side, and the old man has to go elsewhere."

"Pity!"

Wang Yan stopped talking.

On the third day, the old thief and Zhichun pretentiously determined the location of the tomb.

Later, Wang Yan sent the steward to send two ingots of silver.

"Atmospheric! Open and bright!"

The old thief praised.

"Wang Sima said, I will invite Mr. Jia to come back later." The steward said.

"Why?" asked the old thief.

The steward said: "Lang Jun's grandfather was not buried well, so he wants to change the place."

"Good to say."

The old thief handed the money to Zhichun, "Come back soon."

"Lang Jun sent someone to follow you and your husband."

"This is..." The old thief was puzzled.

The steward smiled reservedly, "Tanzhou is not small, sir, I'm afraid you two will get lost."

Good guy!
Zhichun's heart tightened.

"It's easy to say!" The old thief asked happily: "Maybe you can use it?"

The steward nodded, "That's easy!"

So, a servant followed behind the two of them.

"Who are you?"

During the reverse journey, Zhichun asked in a low voice.

"The old man is a feng shui watcher."

Zhichun sneered, "I used to be in Ningxing, and when I saw those guests making clichés, they used all sorts of tricks, but none of them were as natural as you."

"What's the old man talking about?"

"What will happen to the guest's tomb in the future has nothing to do with you, but you have figured out He Lianrong's plan to deal with Yang Gou in a few words. Tell me, who are you?"

This woman is not stupid!

Very smart!
The old thief smiled, "The old man is leaving."

"The man follows, where do you want to go?"

The old thief shouldered the burden, "You can do it yourself."

He turned and left the room.

"Hey! Where is Mr. Jia going?"

The old thief hid his right hand into a claw in his cuff, and said with a smile: "The old man has to go to another guest's house to have a look."

"So, I'll go too!"

"Good talk!"

Just as the old thief was about to make a move, he heard footsteps behind him.

He looked back.

"Husband, wait for me!"

Zhichun also came out with a small burden on her back.

Then, let this person live a little longer!

The three of them went out of the reverse journey, and then left the city.

"Where to go?"

asked the servant.

"Not far!"

The old thief pointed to the front, "The nobleman is waiting in front."

After a while.

"This... why is there no one there!"

"Yes!"

"Who is the nobleman you are talking about?" The servant turned around, held the handle of the knife, and said vigilantly: "Mr. kill you!"

"careful!"

Zhichun exclaimed.

The old thief's figure flickered.

The speed made Zhichun dizzy.

Then a paw.

The servant knelt down, the old thief bent his elbow, and thumped him heavily on the back of the neck.

A click.

The servant fell.

This series of actions was as fast as lightning, and Zhichun was dumbfounded.

The old thief took out a small shovel and began to dig a hole.

Dig a hole, throw the servant in and bury him.

"The old man is gone!"

The old thief got on his horse and took a look at Zhichun.

This woman is interesting, what a pity!
He rode away.

"Hey!"

The old thief turned around.

"Hey! Where are you going?"

Zhichun shouted.

The old thief said: "South."

"Can you bring more people?"

The old thief was startled.

"sure!"

Zhichun rode over here.

"But why did you go?" asked the old thief.

Zhichun asked back, "Is there still a shortage of people in your family?"

The old thief was stunned for a long time.

"lack."

Zhichun looked at him, "Then can you see me?"

"Row!"

(End of this chapter)