Chapter 33

Back to the inn, or in the morning, Zhang Yu directly upstairs.

"Who is it?"

When Zhang Yu knocked on the door, there came the beautiful voice of Wan'er.

"Wan'er, it's me."

"Coming, coming."

After Zhang Yu makes a sound, there comes a joyful sound. Wan'er gets up quickly and opens the door for Zhang Yu.

"Ah, Wan'er, do you miss me when you dress like this?"

Just in, Zhang Yu hugs Wan'er and says vaguely.

"Ah, husband, you are good or bad."

Wan'er finds out that she is wearing pajamas and shoes, so she runs out to open the door for Zhang Yu.

Wan'er was just sleeping when she heard that Zhang Yu was coming back. She was so happy that she jumped out and opened the door to Zhang Yu.

"There's something worse."

With that, Zhang Yu pulls up Wan'er's belly pocket and puts his hand in.

Where can Wan'er stand Zhang Yu's attack? She softens down and wriggles in Zhang Yu's arms.

Zhang Yu was also picked up, no matter what early in the morning, kissing Wan'er, he went to the couch.

Although they are only short-term differences, they can't control themselves just like newlyweds.

Zhang Yu puts Wan'er down, removes his clothes, and starts to attack Wan'er fiercely.

The room is full of spring, and each of them shows his ability.

The fragrance and color are boundless. After a battle, the battlefield is in a mess.

Wan'er is the first to lose the battle. She is so stuffy that she doesn't want to move.

After Zhang Yu broke out, he didn't have enough, but he still had something important to do, so he could only force Ninja impulse.

"Wan'er, my husband has something important to do. You stay here first, and I'll come to you when I finish my work."

After Wan'er is satisfied, she moves her lazy body and holds Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu knows that Wan'er is reluctant to part with her, but it's a matter of great importance, so she can only let go of her love.

"Wan'er, I'll be back soon after another sleep." After kissing Wan'er, Zhang Yu can't bear the beauty in his arms, but he can only get up and get dressed.

"Husband, you must come back early." Wan'er also knows that she can't delay Zhang Yu's event. She just wants Zhang Yu to accompany her for a while.

"Well, Wan'er, wait for me. I'll be back as soon as possible."

Zhang Yu went out of the city again. When he joined Ling Cao, it was already noon.

"My Lord, I've found out where Shouyang mountain is. It's more than thirty miles east from here. But this song is in the mountains, and the road is blocked. Except for some hunters and medicine gatherers, there are usually no people."

It's not difficult to inquire about a big mountain, so ling Cao soon inquired about many things.

"That's right. Taipingdao dare not build weapons openly. Once it is discovered ahead of time and the matter is revealed, the imperial court will certainly encircle and suppress it with heavy troops, and then they will fail."

Knowing where Shouyang mountain is, Zhang Yu doesn't worry. They prepare some dry food and then set out.

After walking for a long time, Zhang Yu and his family arrived at the periphery of Shouyang mountain.

"Lord, this continuous mountain is really a good place for Tibetans. If we didn't know in advance that they would be here, it would be very difficult to find them."

It's said that it's one thing, but it's another thing to go there in person. When Zhang Yu and Ling Cao arrived, they found that Yangshan is just a mountain in the mountains.

"Find a place to live first, and we'll go back to the mountain early tomorrow morning."

If you want to go into the mountains to find people, you can't do it at night. You can only do it by day. It's going to be dark and you can only do it tomorrow.

"Lord, there is a small village ahead. Let's go there. Maybe we can get some news." Lingcao pointed to the front and said.

"Good."

There are still residents outside the mountain. When Zhang Yu saw the village, they went together.

The village is not big, with more than ten families.

"I dare to ask you, brother. It's going to be dark when we get here. Can you let us spend the night?" When they got to the entrance of the village, Zhang Yu saw a young man sitting on a well drinking, so he came forward and asked.

The man glanced at them, looked up and drank a mouthful of wine. Then he said, "you two are armed men. You look like you are practicing martial arts. You don't know where to fight and what to do."

"It's just a passer-by. It's just a bed and a night. I'll leave tomorrow morning." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

I'm leaving tomorrow. I really don't have to tell a passer-by so clearly.

The man put the jug by the well, stood up and said, "I'm the only one in the village who can let you stay. If I'm not at home recently, I'm afraid you'll have to spend one night in the wilderness."

Zhang Yu and Zou frowned. It seems that this young man is not an ordinary villager.

The man had a thin face, but he was scholarly. He wore long-distance clothes and had weak hands and feet. He didn't look like a farmer. He didn't have to be nervous to talk with Zhang Yu and they were quite organized.

"In the next chapter, the word Zifan is unreasonable. Please don't blame me." Zhang Yu didn't show up when they first came here, so he didn't care for them.

The man waved his hand and said, "I'm a talent for drama. You are not ordinary people. If you don't want to give up, you'd better go to my humble abode."

Xi Zhicai then said, "I'm alone. Although my family is dilapidated, it's more convenient than other people in the village. Let's live there."

"Well, thank you very much."

Zhang Yu doubts that this talent is the talent?

This is a talent for drama. If the famous counsellors of the Three Kingdoms had not died early, they would not have achieved any more than Zhuge Liang and Guo Jia.

Zhang Yu doubts that this talent is really in Yingchuan, but he is not sure whether it is the person in front of him.

"Ding ~ task tip: when the host recruits a famous person to be a dramatist, it can reward force 5 and reputation 30."

"It's him." Zhang Yu was secretly happy. He didn't expect to meet a Daniel here.

Xi Zhicai leads the way to a dilapidated hut. He opens the door and lights the light. Zhang Yu sees that the house is damaged, the furniture is old, and there are not many things in it. It can be said that his family is destitute.

"I'll make you laugh. It's a humble home. There's nothing to entertain you." Xi Zhicai looks at the situation at home and laughs at himself.

Zhang Yu walked a few steps in the room and saw that there were two volumes of bamboo slips in the room, so he had an idea and said

"Mountains are not high, but immortals are famous. The water is not deep, the dragon is the soul. This is a humble house, but I am Dexin. Moss marks on the green, grass into the curtain green. There are great scholars talking and laughing, but no white men coming and going. You can tune the piano and read the golden Sutra. There is no disordered ear of silk and bamboo, and there is no form of paperwork. Confucius said, "why is it so crude?"

"Ha ha, wonderful, wonderful, brother Zhang, great talent, great talent."

Zhang Yu read the epitaph of the humble chamber, but he concealed two sentences: Zhuge Liang in Nanyang and Yunting in Xishu.

Zhuge Lu and Ziyun Pavilion haven't appeared yet. Naturally, they can't be read out. For a moment, Zhang Yu didn't think of something to replace them.

It's a famous story that can be passed on to the world. It's a brilliant story. Of course, I can hear the extraordinary.