Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 178 Abandoned Granary
In the room, Lian Qingcheng sat in front of the dowry, wiped off his lip balm, wanted to get up, but was pushed back on the stool by Ji Li.

"Come to help Madam comb her hair." Ji Li smiled and picked up the mahogany comb, spread out Lian Qingcheng's long hair, and combed it lightly, "Madam's hair fragrance is really intoxicating."

Looking at the two people in the bronze mirror, Lian Qingcheng only felt that his heart was slightly sweet, smiled softly, and said: "When did my mouth become so sweet, I'm not used to it."

Back then, Ji Li didn't want to say one more word. Thinking of such a long time of change, it really feels like a dream.

"The sweeter the mouth, the madam's mood will be better." The hair became smoother, and Ji Li clumsily made a peach blossom bun, took out the flying phoenix hairpin in his arms, and inserted it into the bun, "Madam, don't you?" Dressing up is already beautiful and exciting, and this dressing up is even more incredible."

Looking at the untidy hair, Lian Qingcheng raised the corners of his lips and smiled meaningfully, "Tell me, what do you want to tell me?"

"It's really effortless to talk to Madam," Ji Li hugged Lian Qingcheng into his arms behind him, and slowly shook him, "It's like this... I think it's better for Madam to stay in the room for my husband's actions in a few days. For news, I'll ask the hidden guard to report it, okay?"

Ji Li didn't want Lian Qingcheng to risk following, after all, Mengcha Lanlong had a firecracker in his hand.

"Okay." Lian Qingcheng replied crisply. She was originally a person who knew how to judge the situation. Now she is not in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, where Ji Li has great power, nor is it like in Beichen, where she has Xuan Yuheng's help.

Lian Qingcheng knew that if he followed, it would bring a lot of burden to Ji Li.

The five days were neither long nor short, and Fucha Wenbin waited hard, slowly, until the agreed day was finally reached.

The stagnation of being trapped in the pit by Ji Li still gathered in his chest and could not be calmed down. Fortunately, he got a large amount of ordnance and supplies, which was able to suppress the suffocation in Fucha Wenbin's chest.

It was very dusk, on the back mountain, Ji Li had been waiting there early, and he was the only one, Fucha Wenbin frowned, stepped forward and asked with a smile: "My lord came to the back mountain alone, is there something missing?"

Ji Li smiled back, "After all, this time we have to rely on the power of the Fu-cha family. The king's people are all supporting roles, so they all follow behind the Fu-cha family."

"Your Majesty is a good planner." Fucha Wenbin laughed dryly.

Fucha Wenbin didn't bring many people with him when he came to the back mountain. The main people have already sneaked to the place where Mengcha Lanlong set off the guns.

To say that this old villain is quite insidious, and he is smart enough to hide things. He even put such a valuable thing as a firecracker in the granary in the back mountain. Hide things in this kind of place?
"No matter how good the method is, it's still not as good as the people from the review family," Ji Li said with a blushing face, "Success or failure depends on one action. If you succeed, you and I will be happy. If you lose, I'm afraid it will come to fruition."

Fucha Wenbin naturally understood the meaning of Jili's words, so he quickly took over the words and said, "Don't worry, Lord Ji, the Fucha family will definitely go all out." After a pause, Fucha Wenbin continued: "It's getting late, Shall we... act?"

Ji Li walked in front of Fucha Wenbin, ignoring the cold gaze from behind, thinking in his heart: Fucha's family thinks it is not without reason, seeing that Fucha Wenbin's body is getting worse day by day, if One day Fucha Wenbin's fate will die, just because of his reckless and mindless Fucha Wenhu, I'm afraid that Fucha's family will not be ruined and he will not be able to help him.

Before walking out for half an hour, he vaguely saw the so-called granary.

This granary is really dilapidated. The two crumbling and rusty gates creaked softly in the spring wind. In front of the gate is a lonely and scattered thatch. It seems that no one has come to clean it for a long time. Maybe it is true. No one has been here for a long time, and the stone tables and benches in the yard have already been covered with a thick layer of moss in places that are not exposed to the sun.

It is such a yard, who would have thought that Mengcha Blue Dragon would put the firecrackers here?
"Brother, why are you here?" Fucha Wenhu saw that his brother had followed, so he quickly groped from the hidden place to Fucha Wen Ai's side.

Xu Shi had been away for too long, and Fucha Wenbin's pale face had a morbid flush, and his panting could not be calmed down for a long time.

After a while, Fucha Wenbin finally recovered, "I'm a little worried about you, so I came here to have a look."

Fucha Wenbin said that he was worried about Fucha Wenhu's safety, but in reality?
The old fox Ji Li has come, and he still fell for his tricks despite all precautions, so he is really worried about letting Wen Hu and Ji Li get along alone.

"Brother, go back quickly, the battle will start later, the sword has no eyes, don't get hurt."

"It's okay," Fucha Wenbin insisted, he had to watch those firecrackers being destroyed with his own eyes before he could rest assured.

If I can't get it myself, then I can't let Ji Li take advantage of it for nothing, otherwise, in the huge western Xinjiang, where is there room for their Fucha family?
Fucha and the two brothers looked at each other, Fucha Wenhu nodded secretly, but Jili pretended that he didn't see it, and cast his gaze elsewhere.

The sun slowly set on the mountain, and the temperature in the back mountain suddenly dropped a lot. Fucha Wenbin was exhausted by the temperature, and his face was as pale as paper. Even if he put on several sets of cloaks to protect him from the cold, his body was still shaking like a sieve.

"Brother..." Fucha Wenhu whispered, "Why don't we do it now."

But Ji Li vetoed in a cold voice: "No, it's too early."

The veins on Fucha Wenhu's forehead twitched twice, "If I say yes, I can! Archer!"

As soon as the words fell, some people stood up, and they all took out their longbows and held them in their hands, with special feather arrows behind them.

The tip of the arrow is wrapped in cotton, and the cotton is dyed with tung oil.

The archer was ready to go, but he heard Fucha Wenbin say: "Wait a minute...everything is under the command of Lord Ji."

He really hated his unbelievable body, but he didn't know that Ji Li knew everything on purpose.

Jili and Fucha Wenbin were able to move at a leisurely pace, but Jili purposely slowed down his pace, because what he wanted was Fucha Wenbin's old illness to relapse, and the action fell into his own hands.

When the last ray of light also returned to the horizon, there was finally movement in the dilapidated granary.

There are candle lights on the two floors of the granary, and some figures can be vaguely seen clearly.

"Get ready," Ji Li whispered.

The archers of Fucha's family put their arrows on their bows, and someone stood beside the archers, holding up the torch.

Just wait for Ji Li to give an order, and then burn everything in front of him.

(End of this chapter)