Chapter 97

After two days' rest, Ling Qingyu Fang calmed down and proposed to visit the newly bought land in Lin'an.

Autumn is already very thick. I don't feel it in the city. Once I get to the mountains, the chill will penetrate.

Looking at the rolling peaks in front of him, Ling Qingyu couldn't speak for a long time.

At this time, the mountain wind blows so that the trees beside it make a sound, and the forest on the mountain swings through a layer of waves, the water gurgles, and all kinds of birds sing in the mountain forest.

Ling Qingyu took a deep breath of fresh air, Fang controlled his voice and asked less tremblingly, "you say, this is all ours?"

"Well, it's all yours. This mountain area is included within a radius of 30 miles, and a total of 200000 liang of silver was spent." Caijingfang laughed.

"Value! Absolute value!" Such a piece has become our private garden? Ling Qingyu was happy and wanted to jump up. Maybe in the eyes of the ancients, this kind of barren mountains and wild forests could not be compared with fertile fields, but such a beautiful scenery could not be accounted for by money.

"Small vegetables, people can be arranged here to collect and plant wild things, but it is not allowed to chop wood indiscriminately, and do not pollute the upstream water source. Here, just leave it a clean place." Ling Qingyu looked up at the dense forest on the mountain and said.

There are many miscellaneous trees on the mountain. These trees have no practical value, so the government is willing to sell this mountain forest. Cai Jingfang originally had an idea to cut down the trees and replant some bamboo forests. However, seeing Ling Qingyu so happy, she stopped thinking. The head of the family does not lack these 200000 liang of silver, but she lacks a place that can make her so happy and relaxed.

After crossing the two ridges, a large valley appeared in front of us. Several streams gently descended from the mountains, merged 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 grassland by the lake, full of golden daisies, and the end is pleasing to the eye.

"This is a good place to build a small village." Ling Qingyu pointed to the Valley Road.

Cai Jingfang looked at it. The area of the grassland was also about 20 mu. It was enough to build a small courtyard. Moreover, the terrain here was dangerous and very hidden. It was a good place to go. He nodded and said, "I'll go down and have a look."

Ling Qingyu wanted to follow, but Yan San grabbed her and said, "it's wet below."

Ling Qingyu looked carefully below. It may have rained a few days ago. The grass beside the lake was wet. Although his feet were wearing boots, they were really not suitable for going down. So he sighed and shouted to Cai Jingfang who had gone down: "be careful, dishes. You also go down and look at shopkeeper CAI."

A few sailors answered, pulled up the vegetation and followed Cai Jingfang.

Ling Qingyu turned his head and walked up the mountain. Then he went up, and even the path in the forest was gone. Seeing her in high spirits, Yan San didn't stop her, and walked to the front to open the way.

Not far up, Ling Qingyu stopped, untied her cloak and handed it to Yan San. Without that obstacle, she used her own hands and feet, and climbed faster.

Yan San shook his head, put his cloak on his hand, followed him up, frowned suddenly after a short walk, and then pulled Ling Qingyu and leaned against a big tree.

"What's the matter?" Ling Qingyu asked in surprise, there is still some distance from the top of the mountain here, but he has not seen the valley just now, but the slope is gentle, the woods are not so dense, the sun is dripping from the leaves, and a little golden on the fallen leaves.

"Where are the rats?" Yan San asked.

"Ah, it's just a businessman. Unexpectedly, he also brings an expert." With a chuckle, a figure sprang up from the forest below. He was not tall, but he was wearing a Confucian clothes in white. He shook a folding fan sprinkled with gold in his hand, and laughed.

Yan San's pupils contracted for a moment, and his eyes scanned the shadows hidden in the woods behind him, saying, "silent six."

"Do you recognize me?" Na Mo Liu was surprised for a moment, then gently shook the folding fan and said with a smile, "so my sixth master is so famous."

"Are you a Red Mansions killer?" Ling Qingyu poked his head behind Yan San and asked, "who asked you to kill me?"

"Since you know that I'm from Honglou, you should know that we never disclose customer information," Mo Liu smiled at her, "you can come to Honglou if you need it in the future, ah, but the Xie family wants your life, I'm afraid we won't have the opportunity to cooperate with you."

"How much will the Xie family give you? Can I double it?" Ling Qingyu also laughed.

"Who told you it's the Xie family? How can our Red Mansions renege? But if you give me money, I can make you die more comfortable." Mo Liu's eyes glanced vaguely at the exposed part of her and said, "well, how about the sixth master letting you die after you want to be immortal?"

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Ling Qingyu poked Yan San's waist with his finger and whispered, "so there are such dirty people in the Red Chamber?"

Yan San's face darkened, nodded and said, "there are more perverts in the red chamber."

Thinking of the initial meeting with Yan San and Yan Qi, Ling Qingyu agreed very much, nodded unconsciously and said, "it's understandable."

Yan San's face became darker, and he didn't like Mo Liu, who lowered his level in front of him. Although he had flirted with Ling Qingyu just now, he was already dead in Yan San's eyes, but now he decided to let him die not so happy.

With the idea, Yan San's body moved.

Mo Liu was always on guard against him, but he saw a flash in front of him, and the man disappeared. Unconsciously, his heart thumped, and he hurried back, but his speed was nowhere faster than Yan San. After taking a half step back, his body froze and couldn't move.

Mo Liu was shocked. Now the most powerful person in the red chamber was the Yan Zi Group, and the Mo Zi Group ranked third. But he also figured out that the class was outstanding in the Mo Zi Group. He compared himself to the end of the Yan Zi Group, which should not be bad. Now he was directly pointed out without seeing him face to face. This gap is more than one or two.

Yan San's body didn't stop, directly skimming over the location of the hidden people, and plop plop, five teenagers fell from the tree.

Carrying the teenagers and throwing them in front of Mo Liu, Yan San smiled and said, "bring new people out. Is that how you lead the team?"

Mo Liu's face was even more pale. Those teenagers were just trained shadow character groups. His original task was to take these new shadow character groups, but he didn't intend to teach them anything at all, so he didn't let them arrange the formation, nor let them monitor and stay separately, but let them follow behind, and see how he was powerful. Who knows, he was eaten by a pot.

Yan San put the cloak on Ling Qingyu's wrist, and with a shake of his hand, Minglu came out of his sheath, emitting the sword gas of the forest under the reflection of the mottled sunlight in the forest.

Beaded sweat dripping from Mo Liu's forehead, his voice trembled and said, "Yan... Three...?"

The young people who were lying on the ground raised their heads and looked at the man who controlled them with that move. Yan San, that is the legend of the red chamber, performed the task alone when he was 14 years old and just left the training group. He killed the desert sand bully. In four years, no task failed, and he got the name of the first killer of the red chamber. More than two years ago, he did the last task and disappeared.

"You... Are not dead!" Mo Liu shouted. He had seen Yan San once. At the general altar of the red chamber, Yan San, who came down the stairs of the main building of the landlord, was like an ice sword out of its sheath, sharp and cold. He stood three feet outside the building, and was too frightened to move by the murderous spirit. How could it be this man with a smile on his face (although it's sneer) and a strong general popularity! Moreover, the landlord clearly said that Yan San was poisoned and died two years ago, but this face looks exactly the same, but the lines are completely softened, and the swords on his hands are exactly the same man. Who can it be if Yan San doesn't have such martial arts?

"My woman, how dare you make up your mind?" Yan San pointed his face with the tip of his sword and said with a smile, "I remember that you once went on a mission, raped a passing mother and daughter, and hung them on a tree, covered them with honey, and let bees and ants bite those two mother and daughter alive. Well, this method is good."

Mo Liu opened his mouth and wanted to cry, but Yan San had directly hit the mute hole. Then he tore down many vines from the tree, stripped his clothes, and hung him on the Yaya of a big tree. Then he turned back and asked Ling Qingyu, "is there any sugar in the head?"

Ling Qingyu shook his head and remembered that he had a bag of snacks with him. He hurriedly took them out and asked, "is it only osmanthus cake?"

Yan San shook his head. Seeing a bumblebee nest on the top of the mountain, he laughed and said, "no, I'll get one."

Yun Qi, Yan San first broke Mo Liu's muscles and veins, and then swept to the top of the mountain.

"Be careful." After calling to Yan San, she heard the sound of grunting at her feet. Ling Qingyu looked around and paused. She saw that two of the teenagers were red faced and turned aside, looked at the osmanthus cake in their hands, and then heard several very clear grunts. Seeing that the other two teenagers were also red faced, she unconsciously said, "no, it's so cruel to children that it brings murder without giving you food?"

He took a piece of Osmanthus cake and handed it to a teenager's mouth, saying, "eat."

The boy turned his head hard, and the other three followed suit, but the only boy who didn't make a sound took it.

Ling Qingyu praised, "you see, you should learn from this young man. You should be a full ghost even if you die!"

"One more piece." The boy swallowed the cake and said to Ling Qingyu.

"Ah!"

"If one piece is not enough to eat, it's still hungry." The boy showed two tiger teeth and said.

Ling Qingyu gave him another piece. Seeing that he wolfed down again, he handed him another piece. After four pieces, the boy choked and shouted, "water, water, water."

"Oh, this is not a hungry ghost, but a thirsty ghost." Ling Qingyu, holding a small water bag in his hand, smiled at the boy and said, "Oh, boy, I like you. Be my subordinate."