Legend of Fei Chapter 96: Go South


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“Let’s go, let’s go, our house is not a shantang.” The shop Xiaoer frowned and blasted the refugees who were kneeling at the door. “I said you fathers and elders, I also look at you poor, but I am also a villain. It’s just a stinking chauffeur. I said it doesn’t count. What can I do? Hurry up. After a while, the anger of the shopkeeper will come up, and I can’t get rid of it. You guys have pity on me… Go to other places and take a look! “

This winter, the North and South Dynasties, which had been in power for more than three years, once again turned their faces and fought a battle. The refugees from the north and the south are like ants that washed the cave with the flood, and they all came out all at once. Up.

The people on the border, in the past, were crushed by the world, suffering and suffering. They carried all the clothes and food of the adults on their shoulders. They had to bend their waists and stick to the ground, bit by bit from the cracks in the rock and soil. Grab the grain inside out.

Now, they have collectively drifted to the top of the world, like a duckweed scabious with a weak foundation, nowhere to scratch, a little bit of wind and grass, they have to go up to the sky with the wolf smoke and loess.

When sinking and floating, when floating and sinking, think of the ants, Pepsi, don’t they all live like this?

The inn is called “The First Family”. The front yard is a two-story restaurant with a courtyard in the back. It lives up to its name. It is the most magnificent in the local area. There are more refugees at the door. A wave can’t be driven away.

The shop Xiaoer persuaded a group of people to leave, carrying a pot to add water to the guests. A few men in black clothes sitting in the lobby were sitting in the lobby with a flag next to it with the name of the **** “Xingnan” written on it. All the men have a wind and frost, surrounded by a pair of thin-skinned teenagers and girls.

The young man had a bad complexion, a sick face, and occasionally coughed a few times, not sure if he was injured or ill. He glanced at the door, stopped Xiao Er, took out some broken silver, and said to him: “Even if others don’t care, those old and weak women and children are also pitiful. Somehow they can get some food for them, and it’s in my account. .”

The young man must be a young master who doesn’t know the suffering. He suddenly spoke. It was too late for the entourage next to him to stop him, so he had to look at him with disapproval.

The girl frowned and said: “Brother!”

The shopkeeper lost a smile, but didn’t reach out to pick up the money. He just said to the young man, “Thank you, Master-it’s not that the villain doesn’t know how to promote it. It’s just that you stayed in the store. Today, you showed kindness and pity for them. In a few days, if you leave, who can they go to? It is more serious to urge them to find a way to survive. This battle is still going on. At the beginning, where will it end?”

The young master of the **** went out for the first time. He was kind and never thought about the long-term, so he was stunned on the spot.

The little second of the shop nodded and bowed at him, put on the sentence “If you have something to do, please tell me again”, and was called away by other customers.

“The traffic is busy, shoulder to shoulder, accumulated for decades, once the chaos, then fall apart, as if the porcelain vase fell to the ground, the country is far and near, it is all in vain——”

The old storyteller opened his voice in a hoarse voice, and in his ears, the rusted iron repeatedly scratched the broken pieces of porcelain. The four inn seats fell silent for a while, and the old storyteller sighed heavily. , Looked up at the four seats, slapped the gavel angrily, “pop” with a crisp sound.

There was a customer in the corner who put on a thick cotton coat early, with his chin tucked in his collar, and he couldn’t see his looks. He gave the gavel a thoughtful glance at the shop assistant who ran up and down. Put down the wine money, pulled the collar up again, and went quietly.

The shop’s second child finally finished the lap. Seeing that there was an empty table here, he hurried to clean up and put away the few eldest sons who had been put down by the guests. Who knows that he stretched out his hand and touched him, but he was terrified. Surprised, there was a layer of frost on this coin.

Two days later, a few young guests were welcomed in the “touyihu” inn.

Walking ahead are two young girls, about sisters, arm each other, the older one is wearing a veil, the other is only fourteen or five years old, with oval face and big eyes, and looks a bit childish. .

This place runs all day long except for the refugees. Pretty girls are not common. As soon as the two of them enter the door, they have a few bright and secret sights. Who knows that there is a man with a black face. He followed in, carrying a domineering big ring knife in his hand. The man looked around, threw the long knife in his hand heavily, and gave a cold snort. The iron ring on the back of the knife was stimulated by his internal force for a while. It’s been ringing endlessly, obviously a master of both internal and external training.

No matter how good the beauty is, it is not as important as life. Those peeking at them all withdrew their gazes, sat down in a precarious manner, and only dared to glance at them from the corner of their eyes.

There was still someone behind the black-faced man, and because they had to leave the chariot to the store for care, the two of them delayed for a while before entering.

It was a young man and a girl in men’s clothing.

The girl did not deliberately pretend to be a man for the convenience of her journey. She still wore a braid very casually on her head. She was a thin, delicate eyebrow, pale cheeks, and she was a bit seriously ill. Weak appearance.

But when she walked in, she didn’t know why, no one dared to look at it as boldly as before.

The girl has a knife on her body. The blade is slightly longer, and it is too cumbersome to hang on the girl’s waist. She carried it in her hand. The dark scabbard and the plain white back of the hand complemented each other, and weirdly integrated, but anyone with experience Lao Jianghu, you can tell at a glance that the knife has seen blood, and it is definitely not a fledgling young man to use to coax people.

The visitor was Zhou Fei and his party.

This road is lively, Li Yan and Li Sheng have all followed, Wu Chuchu wearing a veil and walking with Li Yan in front of him, and Yang Jin staying boring on the road.

On that day, Zhou Fei accidentally ran into Yang Jin in the guest room of the Forty-eight Village, and immediately remembered that this person had a close relationship with the Xingjia Gang.

She and Xie Yun escorted Wu Chuchu back to the Forty-Eight Village. They walked so cautiously that they could actually stop them when she and Xie Yun were posing. This was more capable than his famous Kyushu “Broken Goose”. “Thirteen knives” is still amazing.

There is a **** who is not cheap, and Yang Jin is full of “Come and use me” in front of him, and Zhou Fei suddenly has an idea.

She improvised and played extremely often. She added Kou Dan to the “Sea and Sky” to rebel against the Forty-eight Village. She also included the old grievances and grievances of the Azure Dragon Lord and Shanchuan Sword together, and drew a picture for Yang Jin. Zhang mysterious pie——

“You definitely can’t guess what this’Sea and Sky One Color’ is,” Zhou Fei said to Yang Jin pretentiously, “Lord Duan–the one in the south told me that’Sea and Sky One Color’ is actually a legacy and has been contained. Countless relics of the martial arts that fell apart due to natural disasters or *, including Great Medicine Valley, this is how my Uncle Yu Tai’s’Guiyang Pill’ came from. In addition to Great Medicine Valley, other martial arts classics are naturally available, think about it The sword of Shanchuan Sword, and think about my grandfather’s sword… Does it all mean something like a master and a master? It’s a pity that King Duan ran away before he finished talking. I had to find him first if I wanted to trace it to the end. “

Yang Jin was stunned, and automatically filtered the other words, leaving only the words “the classics…my grandfather’s knife…the master”.

Zhou Fei’s nonsense, Li Yan can’t be fooled, probably only enough to fool Yang Jin.

Yang Jin and his own people, heard that there was a “nandao heir” from the rivers and lakes. He didn’t even know whether he was a man or a woman, whether he was old or young, so he went to the top and tried to fight for life. He definitely couldn’t use common sense. measure. This person heard the word “knife” and his ears could be two inches long on the spot. Zhou Fei exaggerated him, and he was full of yearning for “the sea and the sky,” and she turned down the mountain in a daze.

Wu Chuchu came for another reason.

Although she knows that Zhou Fei is talking nonsense, she also knows that she is not talking nonsense—no matter what the sea and sky are, she must have a close relationship with the Wu family, and is the culprit who killed her mother and brother.

It stands to reason that she went through a **** journey from Zhongnan to Forty-Eight Village. It was a life of nine deaths. She finally settled down, and she just came and left. Wouldn’t it be a toss?

But even if she is just a delicate and fragile boudoir lady, can she hide herself in the Shu Mountain with peace of mind on the grounds of her incompetence and uselessness?

How can you be worthy of being the Son of Man even if you live in peace and are rich and wealthy?

Wu Chuchu listened to Zhou Fei’s retelling of water ripples, and found that the thing engraved with water ripples was the long-life lock she had worn since she was a child, so she immediately entrusted this thing to Li Jinrong and took this thing with her. She is the sweet pastry that Qiu Tianji and others are vying for, and when it is handed over, she becomes an orphan without any worries.

Miss Wu went back to her courtyard, left a sincere letter to Li Da’s house, and ran away with Zhou Fei.

With Li Yan, a big speaker, they can’t hide their movements from Li Sheng.

Li Sheng was entrusted by Chongyunzi to bring the words back. Now the words have been brought. Seeing that Li Jinrong is sitting in the Forty-Eight Village and the Southern Dynasty army is stationed. Without him, Li Sheng will simply go down the mountain. He can’t worry about it. The veteran Taoist Chong Yunzi who had been teaching him for several months didn’t want to live under the wings of his elders anymore.

As for Li Yan… it was a way of saying “If you don’t take me, tomorrow I will publicize it to you all around the world, and none of you can leave.”

Xingjiao Gang has “cars and boats shop feet”. In terms of its “pervasiveness”, it is more than the beggars. Among them, only the “shop” can include all the restaurants and inns in the eyeliner. Yang Jin’s face and Li Yan’s five-bat order of red agate are very happy to help with affairs.

However, Xie Yun has a lot of experience in fighting with the two gentlemen Xuanbai all the year round, and his tail is not so easy to grasp.

The little second of the “first family” shop took advantage of the time to greet them to sit down and order food, and whispered in Yang Jin’s ear: “The villain is a blue bat. That day, the villain talked a lot and talked more to other guests. In a few words, a guest at the next table probably heard something, and immediately put down the money and left. Looking back, the villain looked like the mink you were looking for, and he helped us. People are very familiar, I don’t know if… Oh, yes, he still left this.”

The second shopkeeper said, taking out the copper coins, and facing the puzzling eyes of everyone, he explained in a low voice: “This is actually an ordinary eldest son, but when the guest stays, there is a layer on the money. Frosty.”

Zhou Fei’s eyelids twitched, and for a while, Xie Yun’s particularly cold hands, and Cao Ning’s vague phrase “You don’t want to die” before the two armies flashed past her eyes, and she hurriedly asked: “Where did you go?”

The shop Xiaoer replied politely: “Forgive me for the incompetence of the villain, then I really don’t know. Look at this, this person is outside, it’s impossible not to stay in the shop, not to travel by car, right? After half of the country, the person you are looking for, no matter how careful and negligent, don’t be irritable. The person just left two days ago. This may not be far away. How many people are staying in the inn and waiting for other news?”

Everyone had no other choice, so they thanked them and sent away the shopkeeper who was walking around.

“I think he is heading south,” Li Sheng dipped a little water, and gently drew a line on the table, wondering, “What’s in the south?”

No one said anything.

Zhou Fei absently took a cup of hot water and delivered it to her mouth, inexplicably remembering a word Xie Yun said to her that day at the foot of the Forty-Eight Village.

“Usually in winter, I like to run south. In order to save money, those small inns don’t light up fires for you. If you miss the hotel, you have to live in the open countryside, not to mention the taste. Speaking of it, it’s better to go to southern Xinjiang to bask in the sun.”

Wrapped in a cotton jacket and headed south, would he just go out to bask in the sun?

I don’t know why, in this tumultuous and impetuous chaos, Zhou Fei feels that this is very similar to what Xie Yun can do.

“Then let’s go to the south to play?” Li Yan was eager to try, she didn’t see Yang Jin jabbed with her elbow in the field, “Hey, Hei Tan, is your home in southern Xinjiang? I heard that you even eat bugs. Is it true?”

Yang Jin almost let her sprinkle the water with such a hand, turning her head and glaring at her.

Before he had time to attack, he heard a horse hiss at the door, and another group of people entered the inn.

Everyone who ate and drank in the inn was quiet-I saw everyone in black costumes and hats on their heads, and they all stood at the door with a vicious look, not like a tiptoe. It’s not like staying in a store, it’s like being here to seek revenge.

The shop Xiaoer was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly squeezed out a smile to greet him: “Guests, where are you staying? There are rooms in the store, please.”

The leading man in black passed him indifferently, went straight to the shop, and occupied three tables. For a while, the upper and lower two-story buildings facing the street seemed to be insufficient.

The people in the “Xingnan Escort” in the corner of one side carefully winked at each other, and a few men stood up, guarding the brother and sister in the middle.

Li Yan craned her neck and glanced curiously: “What do these people do?”

Zhou Fei glanced away and reached out and tapped on the table lightly.

Li Yan asked: “What are you doing?”

“I haven’t said anything,” Zhou Fei raised her eyelids and raised a glance at her, and said, “I have to make three chapters with you today. No one is protecting you when you go out this time. Under my nose, if you dare to be like last time Run around like Shaoyang, I will discount your legs. Li Yan, I warn you, don’t expect me to be like…”

At this point, she couldn’t help but pause, and swallowed vaguely the sentence “I’m used to you like Uncle Ma”.

Zhou Fei didn’t say it, but others could hear that Li Yan was stunned, not knowing what she remembered, and she made a low “Oh”.

“It’s okay, don’t look for things,” Zhou Fei gave Yang Jin a pointed look, “I really feel itchy hands and want to practice, I can accompany you.”

Yang Jin snorted coldly, but put the hand clasped on the broken goose knife back, and said: “These people are from the dead mountain, I beat them… once.”

Li Sheng frowned and said: “Which one does it follow?”

“Xuanwu.” Yang Jin said, “Look at that person’s hand.”

“Clairvoyance” Li Yan’s big eyes “Gulu” turned, and she looked at the lobby on the first floor, and reported in a small voice: “I saw it, that person has a **** with a big tail tattooed on the back of his hand!”

“Good,” Li Sheng said blankly, “Shut up.”


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