The night in the small village is so quiet that people want to sit in the yard and look at the stars in the sky. Occasionally there are crowing of chickens and barking of dogs, but they will not disturb the peace at all. It was originally a kind of noise, but it made people feel that the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs were part of peace. Just like the moon in the sky, the clouds in the sky, the trees on the ground and the flowers on the ground, there is no difference.
The backyard has been cleaned up. Even the dust accumulated in the corner for many years has been cleaned up. Not much, if any, has ever been cleaned up, but there is a dusty smell in the place after cleaning. But the smell of dust is not annoying.
Sitting on the couch, Mo Congzhi seemed to be asleep. Fang Xie drank a mouthful of wine and looked back and saw that the face of upside down sentient beings was biased to his side. They all said that the more you look at the beauty under the moon, the more beautiful you look, and the face of Mo Congzhi is really more soul stirring under the moonlight. Fang Xie just stared for a while, then got up, took off his long shirt and covered her.
Then Fang Xie went back to his original place, continued to drink and looked up at the sky.
The picture shows a beautiful woman who can't be more beautiful, and a man who doesn't understand the amorous feelings.
Foam congeals fat and sleeps soundly.
Fang Xie didn't sleep because he was waiting for the right person to come.
In the front yard, the middle-aged man in cloth ate the last grain of rice, then put down his dishes and chopsticks and said thank you to the old couple. He was very sincere. The owner named Du Chengcheng has been looking at the middle-aged man's face curiously. While looking at it, he murmured that it was so similar. His wife didn't know what her husband was crazy and didn't care. She lowered her head and mended her son's clothes with broken cuffs.
"Do you like reading?"
Asked the middle-aged man.
Du Cheng nodded: "Well, my baby likes reading best. I don't know what he reads. He reads in the yard all day. He pushes a load of sand back by himself, spreads it in the yard, finds some stones and sticks, and talks to himself every day while reading. This child is good at reading. I'm afraid he will be stupid one day 。”
"By the way, how can you see that my baby likes reading?"
Du asked honestly and curiously.
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "not only can we see that he loves reading, but also that he sits upright when reading. It can also be seen that his desk should be old and damaged. Therefore, other parts of his clothes are OK, except the elbow is worn badly."
"Sir, what a fairy."
Du Chengcheng sincerely praised: "I can guess so much just by looking at my baby's clothes."
The middle-aged man said with a smile, "I'll tell you that your son doesn't fiddle with the sand in the yard, but has a lot of rules. When I came in, I took a look at the sand. There are eight door arrays with dozens of stones on it, and the wooden stick is the most common attack array of the Sui infantry."
"That's... What?"
Du Cheng didn't understand.
"Nothing."
The middle-aged man took a look. The lights were still on in the auxiliary room outside. He knew that the young man was still reading: "in the future, the prosperity of your husband and wife can't be said to be all on this child."
"Sir, it's a fallacy."
Du Chengzhen smiled with embarrassment: "how promising can ordinary people's children be? Although I haven't read a book, I also know that since ancient times, there have been no poor children's origins, and there will be great success in the end."
"Why not?"
The middle-aged man said: "During the reign of Emperor Taizong, Li Xiao, who calmed the south of the Yangtze River, was born in an ordinary family and gradually became a top general by accumulating military skills. The Li family prospered because of such a person and became one of the most powerful aristocratic families in Northwest China. Huai Qiugong, the elder of the three dynasties, was also born in a poor family. The champion and the first were out of control. Even the great Sui Dynasty respected the emperor and his majesty."
"I dare not compare."
Du Chengcheng waved his hand again and again: "those are all legendary characters. My baby is simple and honest. I can't do it."
The middle-aged man shook his head: "from birth to entering the society, a person will meet many people who say he can't, whether friends or opponents. Those who say they can't have goodwill and malice, but only parents can never say you can't to their children. If he really can't, he can't say so."
"Why?"
Du asked honestly.
The middle-aged man didn't seem to want to say anything. He got up, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and prepared to wash them by himself. Du Chengcheng hurriedly came to pick them up, and then stared at his wife: "there's no reason for guests to do it, you go!"
His wife glared back and reluctantly took over the dishes and chopsticks.
"Sir... Were you a businessman before?"
Du Cheng asked carefully. He really couldn't carry his curiosity.
"It used to be, and it is now."
After answering, the middle-aged man was silent for a while and asked, "among the people living in the backyard, there is a childe who looks as rich as jade. Did he stop in the front yard a little when he came in?"
"Yes, yes, I seem to have stared at the sand for a while, and then specially asked me who put it."
Du answered honestly.
"Well"
The middle-aged man nodded: "if the childe didn't stop, I wouldn't tell you who I am. Because he stayed for a moment, it was your family's luck."
"What's the difference between...?"
Du asked honestly.
"He stopped and looked, and your family's luck came. And I can tell you who I am, and I don't have to think that after telling you, your family may die without a burial place. But after he stopped for a while, I can tell you, and your family won't suffer any more blood."
Du Chengzhen was startled by his words, and his body trembled involuntarily.
"Your name is Du Chengcheng."
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I saw you buy goods when I went to Dengping city to inspect the firm eleven years ago, but I can't remember what you bought at that time. Because your name is special, I haven't forgotten."
"Ah!"
Du Chengcheng exclaimed, "you... Are you really a loose gold waiting?"
"I am"
The middle-aged man nodded.
"You can still remember me... I don't know what to say."
"I'm a businessman."
Wu Yi pointed to his head: "You need a good brain to remember a lot of things. Tell your wife not to wash the dishes. There's no need... You two pack up your valuable things and start with the team tomorrow morning. Don't go out to see whatever happens in your yard tonight. No matter how curious you are, you can do things all day. Your son... Is more promising than you."
……
……
Nalan dingdong toured outside the yard. After checking the secret whistle, he returned to the backyard. When he passed the front yard, he seemed to see a familiar figure and frowned. After determining who the man was, he was relieved. He couldn't help smiling and relaxed a lot.
This is the first time he has led a team to escort Fang Xie, so he is inevitably nervous. He has been uneasy when he returns to the tribe this time. The first is that he is worried that he can't protect Fang Xie's safety. The second is that he hesitates whether to stay in the tribe or return to the black flag army. After thinking about it, he finds that he is worried too much.
When it comes to duty, the guard Fang Xie is the duty of Xiaoqi school and the private battalion, but he also knows that with the cultivation of the Duke of the country, he doesn't need someone like himself to protect. If he meets any major repair walker, it's meaningless to pull out his knife and rush forward. In fact, he doesn't have to think about whether to stay in the tribe or return to the black flag army. He already has the answer.
When he returned to the backyard, he saw Fang Xie waving to himself and hurried over.
"Withdraw all the secret outposts, everyone to the backyard room, and no one is allowed to come out without my order."
"Lord?"
Nalan dingdong opened his mouth, but Fang Xie shook his head to stop him: "act according to the military order."
"Here!"
Nalan dingdong gave a military salute and hurriedly went out to call back all his men.
Outside the village
Su Yang looked at the scattered flames in the village and looked back at the little grandfather Mu Xianjun who was as heavy as water. After thinking about it, he asked, "there are not hundreds of people in the village. Do you want to kill them? This matter can't be leaked anyway, so..."
"Shifu, you've only been practicing on Penglai Island for a long time, so you don't see things so thoroughly... The village is only a few hundred miles away from Dongding city. If Tu village happens under the rule of Mu family, how can you block it? Fang Xie's whereabouts will be dug out immediately. It seems that everyone in Dongjiang obeys Mu family, but many people are willing to see Mu family jokes. Tu village ... something absolutely impossible. "
"But if Fang Xie dies, he can't hide it?"
Asked Su Yang.
"Green teeth are dead, white eyebrows are dead."
Mu Xianjun smiled and said, "they also have a second elder martial brother who is a general in the army. Both younger martial brothers were killed by Fang Xie. In his anger, he secretly left the army to avenge. It's impossible for Mu's house to know this in advance, so it's normal to stop it. Pushing this man out at that time will eventually block some people's mouths."
"I see."
Su Yang nodded and looked back at Zhou Changmei: "you are waiting outside the village. If Fang Xie escapes, someone must stop him. The woman around him can't be underestimated."
"No one is allowed to kill that woman!"
Mu Xianjun said coldly, "I'll kill whoever killed her."
Su Yang was stunned, then shook his head and sighed: "third younger martial brother, you and I will deal with Fang Xie, and little Grandpa will catch the woman."
"No"
Mu Xianjun shook his head: "I'll go to find Fang Xie. Third martial uncle will help me. Master, just go and catch the woman. Don't hurt her, not a hair. Third martial uncle, your perception is the best. Go to explore where Xie is hiding first and don't disturb them."
"I see."
The old man who had been standing behind them nodded. His whole body was wrapped in a very wide black robe. It was difficult to notice even if he stood not far away in the middle of the night. He is the third younger martial brother of Penglai Zong Suyang. He is a rare practitioner of perception type.
Mu Xianjun looked down at his heart and subconsciously raised his hand to touch it.
"It still hurts... Fang Xie. You stabbed so hard."
……
……
distance
The fine beads of sweat on the young woman's forehead were faintly visible under the moonlight. She said softly in her husband's ear: "there is a practitioner with strong perception. I dare not show his cultivation too close. Fortunately, he didn't release his perception outside the village, otherwise we can't hide."
Her husband nodded: "it's hard for you, madam. I'll fight first in a while. Just help me behind. I don't think there will be too many people outside the village. I can handle it alone."
The young woman shook her head. "I didn't give you a baby."
The farmer like man was stunned: "why do you say this at this time?"
The young woman smiled and put her fingers through her husband's hair. "If I had your flesh and blood, I wouldn't dare die with you. Now I can't have a child for you, so I must die with you."