shock!After the abandoned concubine cheated on God of War, she just wanted to farm

Chapter 97 Advance into Yanmen Mountain

Fengranhua and his team rushed to the appointed place, and Song Jiang was waiting for her with the villagers of Yabi Village.

A group of people rushed to Yanmen Mountain as if traveling in mountains and rivers.

The strange thing is that I didn't meet Xiao Xiao along the way, and the calmness made Feng Ranhua feel unreal.

Just when she was wondering, Mr. Gong brought his gourd, filled a gourd with mountain dregs water, and gulped down half of the jug:
"It's cold and delicious! It's a pity that there are more than 100 muddleheads in the back. It's hot in summer, wearing armor, sweating their cheeks like a bunch of fools."

"More than 100 people?!!!" Feng Ranhua raised her beautiful eyes and glared angrily. "Why didn't I find out?"

"It's just your three-legged cat kung fu." The old god Gong said with disgust.

Feng Ranhua rolled her eyes, of course she knew that Mr. Gong's skills were far superior to hers.

She pulled the reins of the horse next to her with one hand and turned on the horse.

Elder Gong took another sip of the cold mountain slag water, and said slowly: "The flag has Korean characters written on it."

Feng Ranhua waved his whip and paused in the air, then threw the reins to Bai Qi, jumped off the horse with long legs, and sneered:
"He's got great eyesight and quick hands and feet."

Kong Ling and Xu Qing looked at each other in mid-air, Kong Ling said: "Since you protected us all the way, let me go and take a look?"

Bai Qi frowned, he didn't like to hear about King Han, he couldn't tell, but he didn't like him being tied up with his sister, "I'll go with you."

Feng Ranhua was noncommittal and snorted coldly.

After a quarter of an hour, the two went back and forth.

"King Han didn't come, he sent a team of 120 people to protect my sister, and there was a Mr. Chen following." Bai Qi said depressedly.

It doesn't matter if Han scumbags come or not, Feng Ranhua murmured:
"Since there are people acting as bodyguards for free, where can I find them, let them follow."

Taking advantage of the situation, Kong Ling pretended to murmur and suggested:

"I see that the soldiers and brothers of the Han family army are all children from ordinary families, and they are all very red in the sun. Can we give some of the ice cube sugar water we made to those brothers?"

When it was getting hotter and hotter along the way, Miss Feng fiddled with "salter to make ice" in the carriage. Like magic, a large pot of water was placed in a wooden clay pot, and white stones were thrown into it, and left for an hour. All turned into ice cubes in the ice cellar.

At that moment, everyone was stunned, and they all shouted, Miss Feng is like a fairy descending from the earth, performing fairy magic, turning water into ice.

Even Kong Ling, a shadow master with a mission-oriented attitude, sincerely admires him.

and.

Kong Ling had heard from the brothers of Hunting Shadow Guard earlier that Miss Feng also threw a few stones, a handful of powder, and burned the green water into snow-white salt like a magic trick in the salt well that day. particle.

It is of higher quality than the refined salt they bought in previous years.

The 120 brothers behind him are all members of their own family, and they want to work for the welfare of their own people.

Feng Ranhua yawned lazily, "If Han scumbags are here, I won't bring a piece of ice. Poor people, give it away."

The old man murmured in a low voice: "Boy Han, I still need you to give it to me, and I will come to pick it up early."

Feng Ranhua glanced at him coldly, and immediately rounded her beautiful eyes.

"Oh, women can't be angry, especially women who are breastfeeding. I heard that once a woman returns to milk, I have pity that our little Jier and Xiao Linger have no rations." The old man walked towards the carriage behind calmly.

Feng Ranhua breathed a sigh of relief, and adjusted his mood: "Qing Ling, watch out for the crispy meat sticks, especially to prevent the old man with a white beard from stealing things."

The old man's expression froze.

I am a thief?
Qing Ling covered her mouth and giggled and responded with a smile, Mr. Gong loves to tease Miss, but he also really loves Miss. His luggage is like a treasure chest, and sometimes he conjures up some good medicinal materials, and asks He Gu to boil all of them for Miss to drink.

With Miss Feng's permission, Kong Ling borrowed a bucket from Song Jiang directly, and carried a bucket of ice cubes to the Han family's army behind.

But after a while, the Han family's army got a clear order from the "boss" and moved the team to this place, only 2000 meters away from the resting place of Miss Feng.

Each person had a bowl of iced plum water and iced hawthorn, which made the whole person feel cool.

A group of Tiehanhan lined up neatly into five teams, standing in endless places and shouting loudly: "Thank you, Miss Feng!"

The voice came, Feng Ranhua gnawed on a cucumber, almost choked, the corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and cursed: "A bunch of fools!"

Xiao Ling'er, who was blowing in the breeze, opened her big round eyes and grinned with a "giggle" with her toothless mouth.

Feng Ranhua then laughed: "Look, our little Linger also knows who a bunch of idiots are."

Since this group of Tie Hanhan originally thought it was a hard job, they never wanted to start the beginning of enjoying happiness from today.

With the blessing of 120 big men, Fengranhua is based on the principle of not taking advantage of the advantage, and once she encounters the county town, she will take people to go shopping.

The tractor carts have grown from the original eight to thirty.

Marching towards Yanmen Mountain in a mighty way, the county magistrates around were frightened, thinking that the bandits were coming, after reading the spy documents in Chief Chen's hand.

The county magistrate repeatedly looked at each of the standard farmer-dressed burly men, wearing plain clothes and short sleeves, with half of their sleeves rolled up. The only sign that could be seen as a soldier was the broadsword across his waist.

Is this really the personal guard under the prince's command?
July.

They finally came to Yanmen Mountain.

In early autumn, the tips of the grass are just beginning to turn yellow, the fallen leaves are already falling with the wind, the white clouds hang like veils on the verdant mountains, and the birds flutter their wings and circle in the dense forests.

Fengranhua looks up at the winding and circling Yanmen Mountain.

The reason why it is named "Yanmen Mountain" is because it is surrounded by mountains, like a "human" formed by wild geese returning from the south. There are five side peaks on both sides of a main peak, and the top of the mountain stretches from high to low. the end.

It is bordered by Xuanyue in the north, Donghu in the east, Taiyuan in the west by Dayan, and Yizhou in the south by Dayan.

"It's a treasure land of geomantic omen." Little Po Shu woke up at some point, and a small head popped out of his wrist.

Feng Ranhua glanced at him, and said via voice transmission: "Your uncle! You're awake."

"I'm not thinking of you, I will repair my body as soon as possible, and let you bring more items out."

The little torn book jumped onto her shoulder, looking around at the crowds of people, searching everywhere.

"Where are my little nephew and niece?"

"what?"

Gong Lao got out from there and stood opposite the wind dyed painting, like a dog's head, sniffing and sniffing.

"This smell is very familiar. It is the same as the smell we found in the temple. It has a strong smell of medicinal materials."

Feng Ranhua's eyes flickered, never thought that Mr. Gong would discover the existence of Xiao Poshu, and said with a smile: "Oh, I just drank a bowl of Xuezhi soup."

Xiao Poshu imitated the old man, with his hands behind his back, and he still grinned and grimaced.

"You restrain yourself!"

"Don't worry, this little old man won't be able to find me. If he could find out, he would have found out when he was in the ruined temple."

Little Poshu has been recuperating for a while, and his spirit is better than that of Sanyue. He boldly jumped directly on the old man Gong,
Gong Lao froze all over, stared at his white beard and asked, "What's on my head?"

Feng Ranhua glanced at the little broken book, faintly flashed a warning, turned to face the surprise of Gong Lao, and said with a smile:
"Bug, fly away."

Xiao Pozi stuck out his tongue, pulled Gong Lao's hair, and flew back.

"Hiss!" Gong Lao's eyes widened, he bared slightly in pain, and then patted his head with his palm.

"Crack!" There was a loud sound.

The surrounding Kong Ling and others looked at Mr. Kong as if he were a fool.
Feng Ranhua rolled her eyeballs and held back her smile, but her slightly hooked lips betrayed her.

"Ranhua girl, what the hell are you doing?" Gong Lao glared.

Feng Ranhua curled his lips and stretched out his empty hands.

"Weird!" Gong Lao muttered.

(End of this chapter)