Chapter 420： Weijiacun (1/2)

Weijiacun

Clouds shrouded, snowflakes fell from time to time, and the night was dim. The village entrance was guarded by Cun Yong, hovering on the wall, lighting a torch, and brightening the surroundings.

Below, Fang Yongjie's wife was wrapped in thick clothes, waiting in the winter wind.

”call”

A breeze of cold wind came in with snowflakes, and his face became sore and red. His wife shivered, her hands were tight, and her joints were a little white.

The steward felt a chill, and quickly persuaded, ”Ma'am, go in and bake the fire. The son suddenly fell ill. Madam, you can't fall ill again.”

”It's okay, Zhenjun is about to start. I'm waiting at the door, and it seems my sincerity.”

She said this, choking, her eyes red and tears falling, holding back, closing her eyes, her eyelashes trembling.

The happy days are not long, and the blink of an eye has become what it is today. The husband is ill, just as the pillars and pillars have collapsed. Anyone can fall, she cannot fall.

”咚, 咚” came a dense horseshoe sound in the distance, breaking the peace.

”Who?” The man on the wall watched with vigilance. In the snow and snow in the distance, an iron rode to the wind, and a wind whipped up. The guard couldn't help but stunned, and looked away. In front of it, a team of detectives whistled and did not enter the village. They kept running around to see the situation and some people ran back.

Soon, most of them came rolling, the flag was raised, and it looked like there were about four hundred riders, three hundred were real iron riders, and one hundred were Taoist officials in Taoist uniforms. At this time, they were in an array, exuding impressiveness. There was no noise in the entire army.

The first person was Pei Ziyun. Although it didn't seem to have changed much since the last time he saw it, he naturally brought his magnificence.

”It's Zhenjun here, ma'am, can't you open the door?”

Someone asked in a low voice, and a surprise appeared on his wife's face, yelling: ”This is to save the husband, how can you not open the door?”

Besides, with this soldier, the village couldn't resist, and the gate opened.

Pei Ziyun arrived at the village, immediately jumped down, and saw Fang Yongjie's wife at first sight.

”Zhenjun, you're finally here, the husband is saved.” The wife said so, her face was agitated, and she covered her face and cried: ”If you don't come again, he can't stand it.”

Pei Ziyun listened, his heart sank: ”Take me to see.”

Then he turned to his soldiers and said, ”Take your horses in and set up camp to rest.”

”Please follow me.” The steward stepped forward and said, ”Your subordinates, I dare not say, hot rice and hot quilt both.”

Pei Ziyun stepped in, and the captain of the soldiers didn't answer. With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen soldiers rushed in, dispersedly standing quietly listening to the call, and an instant of murderousness, a snowstorm struck, and the housekeeper shivered.

Pei Ziyun smiled: ”Don't worry, other people can arrange hot meals and accommodations. These relatives are rules. I don't like to be polite, but as a military general, these people can't leave for a while-the son of thousands of gold, sit Aren't you dying! ”

”You don't have to arrange food for my relatives. They won't use it. Just take me in and see your young master.” He just ordered the housekeeper to enter, and the Spurs made a tinkling metal sound in the corridor. Alas, when I saw a small courtyard, the courtyard was all bamboo, and when I entered the door, I smelled a strong scent of medicine, and settled on the couch, Fang Yongjie lay down, described as withered, pale, his eyes sunken, and dying.

In the room, Fang's wife accompanied him, saluted again, and said, ”Fu Jun, Zhen Jun is here.”

”Zhenjun, please come back to see me from the army.” Fang Yongjie opened his eyes, his eyes were dim, and his throat was hoarse. When he was about to speak, something seemed to be stuck in his throat, and tears could not help falling: ”I have such a confidant, Even in the unlikely event that I entrust my wife and children to you, I feel at ease. ”

In front of Yongjie, although once weak, he was personable and more temperamental, but now he is getting thinner and paler.

Pei Ziyun took a slow breath and was silent for a moment. The life of a mortal is so fragile, old and sick, and once something happens, he can't help himself immediately, and sighs.

”Zhenjun, the original body is gradually recovering, but the child was just born, and something went wrong right away. Was my life blessed ...” Speaking of which, her tears flowed from her cheeks, lying down Fang Yongjie also choked and trembled.

”You go first, I have something to say privately.” Pei Ziyun looked at Fang's wife and said, Fang's wife stayed a moment, with doubt on her face.

”You go out first.” Fang Yongjie looked at his wife, showing nostalgia, more worried, and waved his hands.

”Fu Jun.” Fang's worried husband on the bed, gritted his teeth, glanced out before going out, and then slowly went out, watching his wife go out, Fang Yongjie was ashamed: ”True Jun, is it my life? Anymore? ”

”No.” Pei Ziyun said, stretched out his hands and frowned for a long time. The body had dried up. With the opening of the central dragon vein, he was nourished, gradually getting better, and looking forward to longevity. But now, this part of the central dragon vein Discontinued, even drawing.