Dou Weiqi looked at Li Changming's angry eyes and pursed his lips.
Of course he understood this truth, but he had no intention of doing so. Such words were not enough to confuse him.
He smiled awkwardly and stuttered without confidence: "Second brother, look, you respond to every call in the village, but I am walking on thin ice. How can I compare with second brother?"
"Don't you be such a coward for pretending to be literary? I'm not as literate as you!" Li Changming slammed the table with a bang, and the several-inch-thick old elm tabletop was smashed. A piece of it collapsed, and large pieces of wood splintered to the ground. Small pieces of wood flew through the dim light of the candlelight and flew in all directions.
Dou Weiqi was startled and hurriedly looked at Li Changming's hand: "Oh, my second brother, you are angry because you are angry, but don't make any surprises about your body. What if it hurts your hand? I'm still pointing at you." You are protecting me."
"What's all the fuss about!" Li Changming listened to Dou Weiqi's humble words, and most of the anger in his heart dissipated. He threw his hands away, only to feel that his palms were hot and swollen, and his flesh ached terribly.
He raised his hand and patted Dou Weiqi's shoulder, and slowly exhaled a breath: "Okay, don't cry and pretend to be pitiful here. Just say, will you do this with me?"
"Fuck, I must be following the second brother!" Dou Weiqi blurted out without thinking, but then hesitantly asked: "But second brother, what are we going to do?"
Li Changming looked around, then at the dark window, lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Let's go."
Dou Weiqi touched the tip of his nose and followed Li Changming out of the door eagerly.
It was approaching midnight, the night was deep and somewhat depressing, and layers of lead clouds were pressing down on the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain was faintly visible among the dark clouds, making it difficult to see the clues.
The village at Zishi was originally the quietest, but tonight there was something strangely different. The village door that should have been closed was wide open, and the arrow towers on the four corners were brightly lit, reflecting the cold light.
On the path intertwined with thorns and holly, water bandits kept rushing past. The chaotic footsteps and the sound of clanging swords were like thunder, interrupting the silence of the night.
There were two very slight crackling sounds from the roof. Yao Yao tapped the thin gray tiles lightly, brushing against the dark night, and landed in the yard. As soon as she landed, Gu Chen and the other two people gathered around her. He asked in a low voice.
"Ah Yao, how are you? Why is the village in such chaos?" Gu Chen pinched his eyebrows.
Without waiting for Yao Yao to speak, Bao Cheng slapped his thigh, his eyes lit up with excitement, and he shouted: "Could it be a call in!!"
Wang You quickly covered Bao Cheng's mouth and sighed through gritted teeth: "Can you please lower your voice? If you keep shouting like this, we will all be finished."
After saying that, he looked at Yao Yao eagerly: "Yao joined the army, what happened?"
Yao Yao was also puzzled and shook his head: "No one came in, but the village gate was wide open, and all the water bandits in the village came out. They were very busy, as if they were preparing something."
Gu Chen and the other three looked at each other in confusion.
"What are you preparing for?" Bao Cheng suddenly took off Wang You's hand, stared at his big black eyes, and asked in sudden surprise: "Are they preparing to sacrifice to the river god?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked and their expressions changed drastically.
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Regardless of whether it is true or not, we must be on guard. Yao Yao and Gu Chen looked at each other. She thought solemnly for a moment before speaking cautiously: "Wang Friend, you know where Han Changyun was sent just now. Go and bring him here." "
Wang You was stunned for a moment. He was an honest and honest young man, and he asked blankly: "What if he doesn't come with me?"
Yao Yao grinned and said three words neatly: "Knock him out."
Wang You raised his eyebrows and smiled, then walked back to the house briskly to get ready.
Yao Yao turned to look at Gu Chen. Before he could speak, Gu Chen said calmly with understanding: "I know. I'll try to go out and send a message to the Lord, asking him to bring people in quickly to save us from the thief." nest."
Yao Yao nodded deeply: "Smart." After saying that, she glanced at Bao Cheng.
"What are you doing?" When Bao Cheng saw this, he shrank his neck, obviously lacking confidence: "I, I can't beat anyone, I'm looking for death if I go out."
Yao Yao was so angry that he laughed and said in confusion: "Then you just stay here and wait for us to come back looking for fun."
Bao Cheng exclaimed, looked at Gu Chen who had returned to the room to prepare, then looked at Yao Yao, his eyes flashed, and he gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "A Yao, what are you going to do? I still follow you. You."
"No." Yao Yao waved his hand in disgust: "You should stay here. I am going to pick up Leng Shaoyin and the King of Han. I will take you, the laggard, with me. I'm afraid I will die too quickly."
Bao Cheng choked and looked at Yao Yao sadly.
Yao Yao felt a little guilty when Bao Cheng saw him, and he chuckled: "Aren't you a Qimen? You can escape from the earth, ascend to the sky, and form formations. There are just a few water bandits. What are you afraid of?"
Bao Cheng grinded his teeth and lowered his voice to sneer: "You are still escaping from the earth and ascending to heaven. Have you seen too much about cultivating immortals?"
Yao Yao: "..."
Gu Chen poured a pot of wine on his head and body, making him smell like alcohol. He also hung an empty wine gourd on his waist. When he walked past Bao Cheng, he patted him on the shoulder: "The house is full of wine." There is a knife inside, I sharpened it specially, it can definitely cut blood."
Bao Cheng was almost vomited by the smell of alcohol all over Gu Chen's body. He didn't have time to think deeply about the meaning of Gu Chen's words. He let out a sigh and opened his mouth without knowing what was going on.
Wang You changed into a pair of dark black narrow-body night clothes, and covered his face with a black cloth, revealing a pair of eyes that didn't look very clever. He walked past Bao Cheng and said naively: "The knife hurts. The wall is so painful." There is a bundle of hemp rope, which makes hanging faster and less painful."
"Me, you guys." Bao Cheng was speechless, staring at the backs of the two of them and secretly grinding his teeth.
Yao Yao walked over, with a faint smile on his face, but his expression was more cautious than ever before. He looked straight at Bao Cheng and said, "This time things are no better than before. You must stay here and not go out. You can’t even take a step out, waiting for us to come back.”
Bao Cheng was also frightened, his face looked ugly, and his voice trembled: "This, this, then, what if you can't come back?"
"Can you say something auspicious?" Yao Yao spat at Baocheng. She flicked her wrist twice and walked out of the courtyard, leaving behind a faint sentence: "Wait for me to come back."
The three people gradually walked out of the yard. The yard, which was originally quiet in the middle of the night, became even more deadly silent at this moment. A deep uneasiness arose in Bao Cheng's heart, and he was like a headless fly in the sudden sky.
Wandering around in the yard.
Isn’t it said that the protagonist will not die if he has a halo to protect his body?
Isn’t it said that those who focus on their career will not die young?
Could it be that he is not the protagonist, but the tool that promotes the emotional development of the hero and heroine in the novel?
In just a short moment, Bao Cheng's mind was filled with absurd thoughts one after another. He was dizzy and had nowhere to vent. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and let out a low roar of despair, roaring out the stuffy feeling in his chest.
The night was getting darker and darker, and it was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers. The mountains were rugged and the roads were steep. It was impossible to ride a horse. I could only rely on the weak light, hold on to the dead grass and dead branches, and climb up cautiously little by little.
Han Changmu stood on the edge of the cliff, took a step forward, leaned forward and looked at the unfathomable bottom of the cliff.
The bottom of the cliff is like a huge black whirlpool, with a strange feeling of sucking people into it and swallowing it up.
A gust of cool night wind blew by, and he suddenly woke up. He took a few steps back, only to realize that he was just one thought away from leaping forward. In fear, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat all over his body.
This place really has an evil atmosphere.
Han Changmu calmed down for a few breaths. When he heard a messy and hasty footsteps coming from behind him, his ears twitched slightly and he turned around.
Several people ran out in the night. The one at the front was out of breath. When he saw Han Changmu, he almost cried with joy. He threw himself to the ground and panted like an ox: "Your Majesty, I finally found you."
Han Changmu was extremely surprised and was stunned for a moment: "Jin Yu, why are you here? Didn't I ask you to stay in the capital?"
Before Jin Yu could catch his breath and answer, Han Changmu saw Qiu Fu coming from behind. He asked in astonishment: "Commander Qiu, what are you doing?"
"I've met Mr. Han." Qiu Fu took a step forward and saluted. His face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he was out of breath. If he hadn't lifted the hood, there were fine beads of sweat hanging on his exposed forehead, which would really be misleading. I thought he didn't climb up step by step, but flew up effortlessly.
Han Changmu returned the gift, looked at Jin Yu who was still lying on the ground with a look of disgust, and secretly cursed, asking Jin Yu to pick it up and practice it again after throwing it out of the sky.
He nodded and asked Qiu Fu very politely: "Commander Qiu has sent Wei Ye here. Is there something important?"
Qiu Fu said with a serious face: "Your Majesty has a decree." Seeing Han Changmu lift his robe and was about to kneel down, he hurriedly supported Han Changmu and said in his ear: "This is a secret decree. Your Majesty ordered Mr. Han to take it off personally. There is no need to kneel down to accept it." ."
Han Changmu raised his head in astonishment, and his expression returned to normal for a moment. He took the letter from Qiu Fu's hand, carefully scraped off the intact wax seal, took out the neatly stacked secret letter inside, unfolded it, and his expression turned slow. It slowly sank.
He squeezed the secret letter very tightly, doubts suddenly arose in his heart, but his face didn't reveal anything, and he asked calmly: "Did something happen in Jingli?"
Qiu Fu nodded as usual: "Tomorrow, oh, no, it's already past midnight, it's today. Today is the day when the results of the provincial examination are released. This is related to the future of countless scholars. Every time the results are released, there will be some troubles. A saint will not Don’t worry, I ordered you to lead the Internal Security Department’s Internal Guard back to the capital at night, and the matter in Qingyun Village is not urgent. The sage ordered me to bring the Yulin Army to replace you for a few days.”
