V1.Chapter 62 (1/2)
Through the vast white fog, suddenly a clear, Misty drizzle not only can not cover the vision, but will wash the valley green and dripping.
In the valley not far away, a row of newly built wooden houses still exudes a clear smell of new felling.
Outside the wooden house, there is a canopy with half green and half yellow thatch. Under the canopy, there are four or five big men surrounded by a bonfire. They are baking several pheasants and rabbits. These people's speeches are all vulgar and tight, and one of them may be disgusted with the heat beside the fire. He simply took off his robe and exposed his hairy chest. Seeing a stranger from the valley, these people glanced at him casually. The shirtless man didn't mean to wear clothes at all. Turning the hare on the fire, he asked aloud, ”tiger slave, who are these two people? How did you bring it in! ”
”I've been waiting for you for a few days.” It's a teenager in the shape of thirteen or fourteen who leads people into the valley. He's dressed in coarse clothes and clothes. His face is pretty. He laughs when he speaks. His cheeks even have a pair of obvious dimples like a woman. He casually returns to the shirtless man and explains to the two guests wearing hats and wide sleeves and deep clothes behind him, ”these are the bandits in the nearby mountains. My father-in-law can't bear them In order to suffer from the common people, they will be gathered around, chatting as servants When they arrived at the young master, they didn't know how to be polite. I hope you don't blame them. ”
A little before walking, it seems that the identity is more noble, but the guests who are not much taller than the teenagers slightly nod their heads, as if they don't mind. But the guest, who was half a step behind and was full of wealth, asked in a deep voice, ”where is your son? ”Please” what do we want to come here for? ”
With a smile, the young tiger slave bowed and said to Suke in a wooden house farthest from the bonfire: ”you are waiting in the house Please! ”
Stepping into the house, I saw that although the inside was empty and had to rush to work, there were two bedrooms inside and outside.
The tiger slave politely asked them to sit down and brew tea beside them. Then he said: ”I think you have read a book into God. Let's go in and report it.”
The guests took up the tea, slightly touched their lips and put it down, as if by default.
The tiger slave stepped in quickly. After a while, he heard a slow voice. From the inside, he said: ”welcome to our door, please forgive me if you miss us!”
With the voice, a person dressed as white as snow, turned out.
After listening to the voice, the two guests sitting upright were stunned at the same time. It was a big surprise to see him again. The guest who had asked about the youth before even blurted out: ”new childe?!”
This man is as white as snow, handsome and gentle as the moon, standing in this hasty wooden house, like a pearl treasure, almost shining! Is it not the common man who once claimed to be Xinyong, who was at the foot of Xiaozhu mountain and had the intention of ”contributing” to Wei Changfeng?!
”It's just below.” Xinyong smiled faintly. It was like spring breeze in the room. He sat down in the Lord's seat. The tiger slave who went in and invited him immediately stood behind him with his hand. Although the master and the servant only wore the white clothes of the common people, and even the coarse cloth of the common people, they could sit and stand like this, and the family style forced them to come. Where was the humble and cramped of the Han nationality?
On the guest seat, although Wei Qing has not yet taken off the hat, he can imagine his face!
Xinyong didn't pay much attention to him, immediately turned his eyes to the position of subject and object, smiled: ”the five CHILDES have been working hard all the way, expecting that the five CHILDES will not return, your family will be worried, so I don't care about it. To be honest, I'd like to invite Mr. Wu to... ”
Before he had finished speaking, he suddenly saw the ”Wei Changfeng” sitting quietly, suddenly like a rabbit!
Xinyong and the tiger slave behind him are only aware of the flowers in front of them - Xinyong's throat has been strangled and has been dragged down from the throne!
”I'll cut his ear at once if I dare to shout a word!” The clear and cold voice came from the bottom of the bamboo hat!
The tiger slave's face was angry, but he seemed to be very tight. He opened his mouth and closed it. He only whispered, ”my son has no malice to you. If he didn't arrange to take care of you, you would have died in the assassin's hands. How could you get here?! You have no conscience! ”
He was concerned about his master's safety, eager to distinguish for the new, and ignored the most important things in the past. However, Xinyong will not ignore it. His pupils suddenly contract and he says in shock and anger: ”you You are not Wei Changfeng! Who are you? ”
The wet bamboo hat was lifted at will and thrown on the next few, showing a gaunt but still gorgeous face. The young girl's eyes were strangely black and cold, looking at Xinyong coldly. His hands were tight and spoke with no emotion: ”don't talk nonsense! Who directed you? What do those assassins have to do with you! ”