A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 138: Cold Moon Sword! (Seek full order)
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Hua Twelve didn't expect that the other party would wash his feet suddenly. In Xu Zheng's memory, Ma Chunhua was a bit coquettish in front of him. He used to talk to her, but he didn't listen very much. Sometimes he had to talk to this senior brother. To fight against each other, Xu Zheng had to give in to give up.

I didn't expect to hit him with a big mouth today, and to wash his feet at night. Could it be that this junior sister has some hidden attributes, so it's not comfortable to hit the driver?

Feeling the gentleness of the other party scrubbing his toes, Hua Twelve couldn't help feeling a little distracted. At this moment, Ma Chunhua seemed to be talking to himself, and he was talking to him.

I just heard her say: "Chunhua did something wrong in the past, since daddy betrothed me to senior brother, from now on you will be my husband, my God, and I will be your wife, let's live a good life, shall we?"

When Hua Twelve heard this, he opened his eyes and sat up, hooked Ma Chunhua's chin with his left hand, asked her to raise her head, and said in a somewhat indifferent voice:
"On the day master betrothed you to me, you asked Shang Baozhen to release little Hu Fei and let him touch your hand. If I hadn't been on your head, maybe that kid would have succeeded!"

"The next day you were disobedient in the garden of Merchant Fort and almost fell into Nafukang'an. You still want to be my wife like this? Think too much!"

He held Ma Chunhua's chin up, listening to him tell about the foolish things she had done these days, and hearing her brother's tone of heart and determination, she couldn't help but shed tears again, and her whole body began to tremble involuntarily.

Then I heard Hua Twelve continue to say: "You lost your virtue first, and you can't do it as a regular wife, so just be a concubine, heh heh, if it weren't for the sake of Master, a concubine would have no place for you, and I would have sent you down a long time ago See you, Master."

The words made Ma Chunhua's pretty face turn pale, and her whole body was cold.

Hua Twelve didn't care what she did, stretched out his hands and hugged her directly to the bed, then took out a copper coin from his waist, threw it casually, and extinguished the candles in the room.

The next morning, when Hua Twelve got up, Ma Chunhua struggled to get out of bed, first made up last night's life, then fetched water for him to wash his face, and waited for him to freshen up.

Hua Twelve didn't stop her, and there was nothing she couldn't bear after the first time, because in this day and age, it's what a woman should do to serve her husband like this.

Of course, if he falls in love freely and really likes it, Hua Twelve will naturally not be like this. After all, he is a modern person with modern concepts, and he can still take care of girls.

The main reason is that he doesn't care about this woman Ma Chunhua, and the other open task, maybe this group of women who cheated on her husband is the key to the task.

Regarding the latter point, he thinks it is very possible. After all, Hua Twelfth has been feeling refreshed after beating Ma Chunhua in the past two days. Whether it is mentally or physically, it is obvious that this thing is very good at dispelling grievances.

So Hua Twelve thought about developing rules for Ma Chunhua. If he still behaved like a girl when he was a girl, what would he do if he was green like Xu Zheng in the future.

When Ma Chunhua was helping Hua Twelve to wash up, her pretty face was blushing, and she would sneak peeks at him from time to time.

Hua Twelve said angrily: "Why, I haven't seen your man before!"

Ma Chunhua murmured: "I always feel that senior brother is getting better every day. I don't know why, but it is even more so today. If she hadn't grown up with her senior brother, Chunhua wouldn't dare to recognize her!"

Hua Twelve naturally knew that it was because of the system, but he couldn't say it clearly, he just smiled: "Of course, yesterday I was your senior brother, and today I am your man!"

Ma Chunhua blushed so much that she was about to bleed. If the original Xu Zheng dared to say something that embarrassed her in the Escort, she would have punched and kicked a few times, but now she is just a concubine. Can keep the concubine's duty.

When the host brought breakfast, Hua Twelve deliberately avoided it, otherwise people would see him cut off his braids, and there would be a big disturbance. Only then did he realize that in this land controlled by the Qing Dynasty, no one would be left behind. What an inconvenience braids are.

But Hua Twelve didn't regret it, this thing was like a pig's tail, keeping this thing was worse than killing him.

It was Ma Chunhua who proposed to make him a fake braid and sew it on the bamboo hat with a needle and thread. As long as he wears the bamboo hat, outsiders will not be able to see it.

Hua Twelve thought this was a good idea, so an hour after the two of them set out on the road again, the tail of the horse pulling the cart in front became bald, and behind his bamboo hat he had a long black and yellow braid.

At three poles in the sun, the carriage entered Cangzhou. At this time, the two had a relationship between men and women, so Ma Chunhua had the courage to ask: "Brother, what are we going to do in Cangzhou?"

"Come find a treasure, and you will know when the time comes!"

According to what Yan Ji said, Hua Shier went to the countryside of Cangzhou and found the inn where he saw Hu Yidao. He recalled watching the plot of "Flying Fox" and vaguely remembered the tomb of Hu Yidao and his wife, which should be here near the inn.

He didn't bother to look for it. He bought paper money for joss sticks in the town, and then he found a local farmer and gave some copper coins to ask if there was a tomb nearby. Hu Yidao couple's grave.

Hua Twelve sent away the peasants and took Ma Chunhua to burn a stick of incense for Hu Yidao. Although he had never met him before, when he read novels before, he saw many stories about Hu Yidao, and he knew that he was a heroic hero. I yearn for it, although I have other plans for coming here today, it is also a due ceremony to pay homage to this Liaodong hero.

Ma Chunhua is very well-behaved now, although she felt that Hu Yidao's name was so familiar, she didn't ask. Her husband bowed when asked, and offered incense when asked, and then the couple burned all the paper money and ingots they brought. .

After they were all burned, Hua Shishichao told Ma Chunhua, "The ones buried here are the parents of that little Hu Fei!"

Ma Chunhua suddenly realized: "I said why the name Hu Yidao is so familiar. It turns out that the name pasted on the wooden sign of the merchant's fort is his!"

Hua Twelve nodded: "I came here because I knew that someone had buried a treasure in front of Hu Yidao's tomb. This treasure was also obtained by that person, but it was very useful to me. Just wait, let me find it." !"

As he spoke, he walked three feet behind the tombstone. He remembered that when Hu Fei was besieged by Tian Guinong at the end of the 'Flying Fox', this was where Nan Lan mentioned the hidden knife.

Hua Twelve squatted down and began to dig the soil with both hands. He was so powerful that he dug more than half a foot in just a few strokes. Suddenly, his hands and fingers touched a cold and hard object at the same time. He quickly cleaned the dust, and it was exposed A single sword with a sheath.

When Ma Chunhua saw that her man had really dug something, she couldn't help but come over curiously to have a look, she saw that it was a long knife, but seeing that the scabbard was black and heavy, it was the same, so she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Hua Twelve, however, saw that the hilt was inlaid with gold and silver threads in the shape of a crooked eyebrow moon, and knew that this handle was undoubtedly the Lengyue Baodao.

Immediately he drew the saber out of its sheath, under the scorching sun, a cold blue light shot out, dazzled Ma Chunhua's eyes, and only then did he know that the saber was really a treasured saber.

Hua Twelve took out the dagger he was carrying and threw it in mid-air, swung the sword, only heard a crisp sound of 'ding', before he felt it in his hand, the dagger was sliced ​​into two by Leng Yue's sword.

Ma Chunhua hurriedly picked up the broken dagger to look at it, and saw that the incision was as smooth as a mirror, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Cutting iron is like mud!"

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