Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

After a two-day rest, Ling Qingyu came over and proposed to go to Lin'an to see the newly bought land.

The autumn mood is already very strong, and I don't feel that in the city, once you get to the mountain, that kind of chill will come in.

Looking at the rolling mountains in front of him, Ling Qingyu could not speak for a long time.

At this time, the mountain breeze was blowing, and the trees next to it were rustling, and the forest on the mountain was like a layer of waves. The water was gurgling by, and all kinds of birds rang in the forest.

Ling Qingyu took a deep breath of fresh air, and Fang controlled his voice and asked without trembling, "You said, this piece is ours?"

"Well, you are in charge of the house. This mountain area has been allocated for thirty li, and it cost a total of 200,000 taels." Cai Jingfang smiled.

"Value! Absolute value!" Such a piece has become our private garden? Ling Qingyu wanted to jump up happily. Perhaps in the eyes of the ancients, such barren mountains and forests were not as good as fertile fields, but such a beautiful scenery could be calculated by money.

"Xiaocai, people can gather and plant wild things here, but wood is not allowed to be chopped down, and the water source upstream is not allowed. Here, leave it a clean place." Ling Qingyu looked up at the dense forest on the mountain, said .

There are a lot of miscellaneous trees on this mountain. These trees have no practical value, so the government is willing to sell this mountain forest. Cai Jingfang originally had the idea to chop down the trees and plant some bamboo forests again. But seeing Ling Qingyu so happy, he just wanted to After resting my mind, the master does not lack the two hundred thousand taels of silver, but lacks a place where she can be so happy and relaxed.

Turning over two ridges, a large valley area appeared in front of me. Several streams flowed down from the mountains and converged into a small lake in the valley, and then poured down the mountain from the other side, forming a quite Spectacular waterfall.

There is a meadow by the small lake, full of golden daisies, which is pleasing to the eye.

"This place is good, you can build a small village." Ling Qingyu pointed to the valley.

Cai Jingfang looked at it and found that the area of ​​the grassland was about 20 acres. It was enough to build a small courtyard, and the terrain here was dangerous and very hidden, but it was a good place. He nodded and said, "I will go down and take a look."

Ling Qingyu wanted to follow, but Yan San held him back and said, "The bottom is wet."

Ling Qingyu took a closer look at the bottom. Perhaps it was raining a few days ago. The grass beside the lake was soggy. Although he was wearing boots, it was really not suitable for him. So he sighed and shouted to Cai Jingfang who had gone down. : "Small dishes, be careful, you guys go down too, look at the treasurer Cai."

Several sailors replied, pulled the vegetation away, and followed Cai Jingfang.

Ling Qingyu turned his head and walked up the mountain again, and then up, there was no trail in the forest. Seeing her excited, Yan San didn't stop her and walked to the front to open the way.

Not much further up, Ling Qingyu stopped, untied the cloak, and handed it to Yan San. Without that getting in the way, she used both hands and feet to crawl faster.

Yan San shook his head, put the cloak on his hands, followed behind him, frowned suddenly, and then pulled Ling Qingyu back and leaned against a big tree.

"What's the matter?" Ling Qingyu asked in astonishment, there is still some distance from the top of the mountain, but I have seen the valley not just now, but the **** is gentle, and the woods are not so dense. The sun is dripping from the cracks in the leaves, and it is falling on the fallen leaves. golden.

"Where is the rat generation?" Yan Sanyi asked.

"Yeah, it's just a businessman, and he is also carrying a master." With a chuckle, a figure rushed up from the forest below, not tall, actually wearing a white Confucian robes, and a gold folding fan in his hand. , Shook it twice, smiled.

Yan San's pupils shrank, and his eyes swept over the figures hidden in the woods behind him, and said, "Mo Liu."

"Do you recognize me?" Na Moliu was surprised, then shook the folding fan lightly and smiled: "It turns out that my sixth master is so famous."

"Are you the killer of the Red Chamber?" Ling Qingyu asked from behind Yan San, "Who asked you to kill me?"

"Since the girl knows that I belong to the Red House, she should know that our Red House never reveals customer information," Mo Liu smiled slightly at her: "Girls can also find our Red House if they need it in the future, ah, but the Xie family wants it. For your life, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to cooperate with you."

"How much does the Xie family give you? It's good for me to pay twice." Ling Qingyu also smiled.

"Who told you that you belonged to the Xie family? How could our Red Mansions go back? However, if you give me money, I can make your death more comfortable." Mo Liu's eyes scanned the exposed part of her. He stopped, and said: "Well, how about Liu Ye let you die after ********?"

Ling Qingyu stabbed Yansan in the waist with his finger, and said softly, "So there are such nasty people in the Red Mansion?"

Yan San's face turned black and nodded, "There are more **** in the red building."

Thinking of the initial encounter with Yan San and Yan Qi, Ling Qingyu agreed with him, nodded and said, "Understandable."

Yan San's face became darker, and he had no liking for the Mo Liu who had lowered his grade in front of him. Although he had **** Ling Qingyu as a dead person in Yan San's eyes, now he decided to let him die. Not so happy.

With the thoughts, Yan San's figure moved.

Mo Liu kept guarding against him, but when he saw a flash in front of him, the man disappeared. He didn't realize that he shook his heart, and hurried back, but his speed was no better than Yan San, and he took a half step back. A stiff, unable to move.

Mo Liu was horrified. The most powerful member of the Red Chamber is the Yan word group, and the silent word group ranks third, but he is also considered to be the best in the silent word group, and the end of the Yan word group should not be bad. He was acupointed directly without seeing him, and the gap was more than one or two.

However, Yan San's figure did not stop, passing directly over those hiding places, puffing and puffing, and five teenagers fell from the tree.

Carrying those young people and throwing them in front of Mo Liu, Yan San smiled and said, "Bring the newcomer out, how did you lead the team?"

Mo Liu's face was even more pale. Those teenagers were just trained shadow characters. His original mission was to bring newcomers to these shadow characters, but he didn't intend to teach them anything, so neither Let them set up the formation, and did not let them separately monitor and stay behind, but let them follow behind to see how he shows off his power, who knows, he was taken in a pot.

Yan San put the cloak on his wrist on Ling Qingyu, shaking his hand, the name Lu came out of the sheath, exuding the sword energy of the forest under the reflection of the dappled sunlight in the forest.

The big beads of sweat dripped from Mo Liu's forehead, and his voice trembled, saying: "Yan...Three...?"

The youngsters who were on the ground all raised their heads and looked at the man who stopped them with that move, Yan San, that is the legend of the Red Mansion. When he was fourteen years old, he performed the task alone and killed the desert sand. Ba, no one missed a mission in four years and got the title of No. 1 Killer in the Red Chamber. Two years ago, he disappeared without a trace after doing the last mission.

"You... aren't you dead!" Mo Liu shouted. He saw Yan San once. In the main altar of the Red Mansion, Yan San, who walked down the stairs of the main building of the host, was like an unsheathed ice sword. He was sharp and cold. He stood three feet outside the building. The murderous spirit made the town afraid to move. How could it be this man with a smile on his face (albeit a sneer) with a strong ordinary popularity! Moreover, the original poster clearly said that Yan San was poisoned and died of the poison two years ago, but this face looks exactly the same, but the lines are completely softened, and the swords in his hands are all exactly the same men, such martial arts, Who can it be if it's not Yan San?

"My woman, do you dare to make an idea?" Yan San nodded his face with the tip of the sword, and smiled: "I remember that you once had a mission. The girl hung from the tree, coated her body with honey, and let the bees and ants kill the two mother and daughter alive. Well, this is a good way."

He screamed silently, but Yan San directly clicked on the mute hole, and then tore some vines from the tree, stripped him of his clothes, hung him from a big tree, and then asked. Ling Qingyu: "Master, do you have any sugar?"

Ling Qingyu shook his head, remembering that he was carrying a bag of snacks, and hurriedly took it out, and asked, "Is only the sweet-scented osmanthus cake?

Yan San shook his head, saw a big yellow honeycomb on the top of the mountain, and smiled: "No need, which one shall I get."

With the invigorating movement, Yan San broke Mo Liu's tendons first, and then swept towards the top of the mountain.

"Be careful." After yelling to Yan San, he heard a grunting sound under his feet. Ling Qingyu looked around and paused, seeing that two of the teenagers were blushing and turned aside. I looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in my hand, and then heard a few very clear gurgling sounds. Seeing that the other two teenagers blushed too, they said, "No, I abuse children like this. Are you here to kill?"

He took a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and handed it to a teenager's mouth, and said, "Eat it."

The young man rolled his head very hard, and the other three followed suit, but the only young man who didn't make a sound took it.

Ling Qingyu praised: "Look, you should learn from this young man, and you must be a ghost after death!"

"One more piece." The boy swallowed the pastry in one go, and then said to Ling Qingyu.

"what!"

"One piece is not enough to eat, it's still starving to death." The boy showed two teeth and said.

Ling Qingyu took another piece to him. Seeing that he gobbled it down again, he gave him another piece. After four yuan, the boy choked and called out, "Water, water, water."

"Ah, it's not a starving ghost, it's a thirsty ghost." Ling Qingyu held a small water bag in his hand and smiled at the boy: "Now, boy, I like you. Be my subordinate. "