palm river mountain

Chapter 272 Anecdotal Rumors
Duan Yi laughed, took the old hemp rope from the old cow and threw it towards Lao Jia.

"We'll catch chickens in a while!"

She still remembered that in Tian Chuying's yard, there was not only one Pixia, but also many chickens.

Lao Jia waved his arms and took a full chest. The brothers who followed him from Jiannan before, as if they had learned the art of escaping from the ground, suddenly appeared from nowhere, and they happily pulled the hemp rope. , Humming a small tune in Shuzhong.

The descendants of the Xiangyang Army looked at the black, starched hemp rope and felt their wrists ache.

If this thing is tied to the hand, wouldn't the dead body turn into white hair?

But after a while, many people shouted angrily, "Why tie him and not me?"

Lao Jia scratched his head, "It's just this one, passed down from the ancestors, how can tens of thousands of people be tied up? It's the leader's way."

When he said this, the faces of those Xiangyang troops who had surrendered when they looked at the old hemp rope changed.

Depend on!He is unworthy!
Lao Jia and the others had rich experience, and everything was orderly under the tower. Duan Yi looked away with peace of mind, glanced at Cheng Qiong at the side, and said, "Take that Tian Chuying's body and bury it."

Cheng Qiong didn't respond, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Duan Yi.

"My lord's arm is bleeding, as if the wound has opened."

Duan Yi and Na Tian Chuying fought with their lives, and they hurt the enemy one thousand and eight hundred. Tian Chuying went to see the king of hell, but Duan Yi was not much better.There were many cuts on her body, and there was blood on her face, and she didn't know if it was her own or someone else's.

Duan Yi groaned, turned her head to look, and took a deep breath when she saw it, and hers pained.

"I still know the pain, the old man still thinks you are the big bell in the temple who has become a spirit, and the more you are beaten, the more energetic you are."

Qi Langzhong was complaining, but he walked quickly to Duan Yi, seeing the deep wound on her arm, he couldn't help frowning.

"It's like seeing you for the first time a few years ago, covered in blood."

Duan Yi grinned in pain, "Where do the big bells in the temple speak so sweetly to me? With a master like you, sir, I can sing the Buddha's voice. Don't put gold on my face."

She said, nodding her head seriously, "At most it's a Soul Requiem bell."

Qi Langzhong snorted, and as soon as he exerted force on his hand, Duan Yi immediately jumped up!
"When you are about to die, I will definitely pick out the old ginseng you said to continue your life!"

Duan Yi was in so much pain that her voice trembled.

Qi Langzhong teared his face expressionlessly, "Your style of play that hurts the enemy a thousand and hurts yourself eight hundred, when I am about to die, where there are old ginseng, I will use it to continue my life."

The wound was not cleaned, and once the blood dried, the clothes stuck to the flesh, and the treatment was not excruciatingly painful.

Just as Duan Yi was about to yell, she felt a sweetness in her mouth, and the praying man threw a candied fruit in.

Duan Yi squinted her eyes and chewed, and said somewhat vaguely, "I'm old, but I still hide sweetness, just like a baby."

Seeing that Duan Yi's wound was hideous, Mr. Qi's heart trembled. He applied the medicine for her and carefully wrapped it up.

Scolding is scolding, Duan Yi is just a little baby in his heart.

……

The spring breeze carried a hint of warmth, Duan Yi got down from the gate tower, and led the horse to walk in the streets of Xiangyang City.

Although the battlefield at the gate of the city had been cleaned up, Duan's army and the prisoners of Xiangyang had all gone to the camp, and the whole city of Xiangyang seemed to have regained its calm, but the street market was already empty and noisy.

Looking around, there is almost no ordinary people in sight. In broad daylight, it looks like a ghost town.

Duan Yi thought, stopped, and gently knocked on an ordinary small wooden door.

"Tian Chuying is dead, and now Xiangyang City has returned to normal, and you can go out during the day. The sun is very sunny today, do you want to come out to play?"

Behind the small wooden door, it was quiet. After a while, a childish voice asked, "Really? Can I go out and buy candy?"

Duan Yi felt a little happier when she heard the voice, "Of course you can, but you have to have money in your pocket to be able to buy sweets. Look at me, I was just wandering in the street without being caught."

The small wooden door squeaked and opened a crack. The child saw a group of patrolling soldiers passing by. Duan Yi was still standing there. She turned her head and yelled towards the door.

"Grandfather and grandma, come and see! Come and see! You can go out during the day!"

Duan Yi listened, smiled slightly, and led the horse away.

The boy's voice was loud and bright, and within a short while, he called out all the family members.

Once there was the first one, there would be the second one, one after another, all the neighbors came out.

The warm spring sun brought a draft and caressed their faces gently. A white-haired old man knelt down on the ground with a plop and began to cry.

"We can see the sun. We can see the sun."

Duan Yi listened, raised her hand and waved it, but grinned again because of the pain from pulling the wound.

She put down her hand in embarrassment, cleared her throat, and hummed the Shuzhong ditty that Duan Jiajun had hummed earlier.

When she was in Jincheng, she liked to walk alone with a horse, as if she had measured every inch of land with her own feet, but every place she walked was engraved in her mind and became Atlas.

Every ancient city has its own unique techniques in terms of architectural layout, and the entire Xiangyang City, to her, is the most beautiful textbook.

Duan Yi walked through the alley, wanting to go towards the main road, but just at the entrance of the alley, she heard several plopping sounds, like a frog jumping into the water in a lotus pond.

She took a closer look, and saw five strong men knelt down in front of her.

It is not wrong to say that he is a strong man.

These five people have thick hair, they are big and thick, they can pretend to be Li Kui with a hatchet, and they can go sumo wrestling if they take off their underpants.

"My lord, there are five of us brothers, all from the south of the Yangtze River, here to vote for your lord!"

Duan Yi was taken aback...

Jiangnan people are slender, if these five are in Jiangnan Road, it means that goose eggs have been born from eggs, so they are particularly eye-catching!
"Jiangnan Road can vote for Cui Zigeng or Prince Su, why come all the way to vote for me?"

As Duan Yi said, she couldn't help getting excited!

What does it mean that those who have attained the Tao will help more?What is the return of all peoples!have a look!She is stronger than Cui Zi, isn't it 01:30?Take a look at these five pairs of big eyes, how sharp your eyesight is.

The one among the five people cupped his hands towards Duan Yi, and said decisively, "There are rumors in the market that you, General, like rough guys and kill all the good-looking ones. The people in the village are good-looking. Those who didn’t dare to come, went to vote for General Cui.”

"The five of us brothers came here happily. Today, I saw General Duan killing the beauty surnamed Tian without hesitation! Then we knew that the rumors were true, we came to the right place!"

Duan Yi looked at the five fiery eyes, expressionless.

Rumors have misunderstood me greatly!

(End of this chapter)