"Huh? Isn't that Brother Wen? Why is he swaying in the wheelchair?"
Following Sister Xi'er to the lively streets, she purchased some dried spiritual plants to feed the jade rabbits. Su Yan, who didn't know the quality of spiritual plants, sat on the counter of the medicine shop, chewing the animal meat snacks given by Emperor Wusheng yesterday. While eating, I accidentally saw a figure I hadn't seen for a long time.
Su Yan couldn't help but call out and stopped Wen Juntong who was driving in a wheelchair.
"Brother Su? Why are you here alone?"
Wen Juntong, who was sitting in a wheelchair with his left foot bandaged and splinted, was pushed by his servants. When he heard someone calling his name, he looked back and saw a wisp of white floating on the colorfully decorated street.
Wen Juntong directed the servants with a cheerful face, pushed himself to the door of the medicine shop, raised his hand to say hello and asked Su Yan why he was here alone.
"I came shopping with an elder. What about you? I haven't seen you for a long time." Su Yan said.
"Me? Don't mention it." Wen Juntong shook his head and said, "I don't know who reported it to my grandpa about my previous visit to Wanhua Pavilion. My mother came back from the western states to celebrate the New Year. After learning the news, she was furious. I'll stay in the novice camp in the Demon Division."
"As for the result?"
Wen Juntong raised his hand and patted his injured leg, saying with a speechless face: "Now I am studying at home!"
Although Wen Juntong could not join the Demon Suppression Division, his grandfather was one of the fourteen thousand households in the Demon Suppression Division. It was not difficult to send his grandson to the Xinding Camp for special training. As a result, Wen Juntong sprained his leg within a few days. The doctor said he would be given medicine to treat it, but Wen Juntong was stunned and said there was no cure.
I have a rebellious and stubborn streak, and I have been squatting at home reading, writing and recuperating recently.
Su Yan couldn't laugh or cry and said, "It's not like Mrs. Wen is doing anything to harm you by forcing you to practice. Why are you so resistant? Why are you wandering around the streets in such a hurry if you don't stay at home to recover after your injury?"
Wen Juntong doesn't like to practice. He spends his days fighting crickets and running pigs on the street like an ordinary dandy. Apart from not doing anything serious and dreaming of living in Wanhua Pavilion and enjoying the hugs of his elder sister in the golden elixir stage every day, he is just like Xian fish.
"If you practice or not, you can live a good life, and you won't have to attend so many funerals."
After Wen Juntong waved his hands to refuse, he said with a happy face: "Li Jing! Do you remember, right? He is the one who made such a big fuss like Chunyuan before. Today, he was sentenced by the Ministry of Punishment to parade in the streets for slandering and spreading rumors. His father personally Even if he came forward to pay the fine, he could not be saved!"
"Li Jing? No impression." Su Yan shook his head.
"Forget it if I don't have an impression. I'm the only enemy. I'm rushing over to throw rotten tomatoes and rotten eggs at him!"
Wen Juntong groped for a moment in the storage ring, and took out baskets of frozen, rotten and stinky tomatoes, and a basket of special rotten eggs that had a hole specially opened to allow the egg whites and yolks to rot and stink:
"I'll throw that guy away later. He made him spread rumors that I didn't pay for visiting Wanhua Pavilion! It made my reputation in the circle bad. I can't kill him!"
". Throwing rotten eggs?"
Su Yan thought for a while, and then opened his storage ring and took out some pickled products from southern states: "This is the stinky shrimp paste that is a specialty of our southern states, and this tough stuff called durian. Socks? This The pair of socks don’t seem to be mine?”
In Su Yan's storage ring, in addition to some spiritual stones and fattening snacks, there are also some miscellaneous items that were transferred from the storage ring that her mother threw when she ran away from home. Su Yan's daily life is basically I wouldn’t go out of my way to look for those things.
But when Wen Juntong said he was going to throw it away to his enemies, Su Yan thought that in his storage ring, there seemed to be some pickled stinky seafood dipping sauce and durian characteristic of southern states, so he dug them out and gave them to Wen Juntong to hit people with. .
"Socks? Socks can also be smashed! It doesn't matter whose stinky socks are."
"no!"
Su Yan thought about it and stuffed the smelly socks back, then took out two durians and gave them to Wen Juntong, "It would be better to use them."
Su Yan didn't know whose socks belonged to him, but whether they belonged to his father or his mother, they were not suitable for hitting people with.
"The smell will get worse if you heat it up. If you want to taste the fruits and vegetables from the southern state, I suggest you let it sit outside for half an hour in winter before tasting it. It actually tastes quite good." Su Yan suggested.
"What are you talking about?"
Sister Xi'er came out of the inner hall, carrying a sack in her hand and went to the counter to weigh it. She looked strangely at Su Yan who kept taking out things.
"Nothing happened."
Su Yan seemed to have done something bad and was discovered by his parents, and said with a slight guilt: "My friend's enemy was sentenced to be paraded through the streets by the Ministry of Criminal Justice. He rushed to throw rotten eggs, and I happened to have some southern-style pickled products here."
"Enemy? Speaking of which, last night when I saw the documents submitted by the Ministry of Punishments, the person who falsely accused you of hooking up and providing bad service was caught. It seems that his name is Li Jing, and his family is engaged in salt transportation."
When she talked about the parade, Sister Xi'er suddenly remembered that she had seen the memorial submitted by the Ministry of Punishment last night, which contained the investigation results of the slander case of Chunyuan, so she mentioned it to Su Yan.
Li Jing's family was quite wealthy. He was supposed to be sentenced to jail, but because he turned in a large amount of spiritual stones, he was given a lighter sentence. Instead of half a year in jail, he was paraded on the streets and released in half a month.
"Li Jing?!"
After Su Yan and Wen Juntong looked at each other, they fell into a speechless silence.
"Brother Su, are you going with us? If not, don't hide it and take it all out!"
"good"
Su Yan stopped being pretentious and took out all the smelly sauce that he didn't like to eat from the storage ring and handed them all to Wen Juntong. He also reminded him that Ruchunyuan now raised dozens of foxes. The monkeys must have shoveled a lot of sacks of dog poop. If he doesn't mind, he can take a detour and bring two bags over.
Wen Juntong looked shocked and waved his hands repeatedly. He just threw tomatoes, eggs, stinky shrimp paste and durian while parading in the street, which was already too much. He also threw feces. Wasn't this a precedent for the onlookers?
Wen Juntong didn't dare to play like this. He was also afraid that he would be arrested and paraded on the street, and the people would throw shit.
"Dirty fox, bad fox, don't play with shit!" Sister Xier knocked Su Yan on the head three times in a row, knocking out three pieces of Su Yan's head before she stopped:
"No wonder your mother wanted to rub you with a washboard. How could she have such vicious thoughts in her head? Killing someone but not lighting up the soul would be so obscene!"
"嘤嘤嘤"
Su Yan covered his head with an aggrieved face, looked at Sister Xi'er and said, "But, I saw in the war strategy in the book that the defenders heated the excrement water and poured it on the attackers' heads. ?”
"Hey! Little yellow-mouthed fox! Do you want to experience the taste of your mother after a long time?"
Sister Xi'er refused to accept Su Yan's message and picked up a handful of spiritual plants to rinse his mouth.
The book Su Yan read was from a previous life. It was unprecedented in the world of cultivation in this life. On both sides of the siege and defense, the immortals on both sides would fight to the death. The soldiers below would set up formations to summon spirits to attack the city. But there are not so many strange military tactics targeting the human race.
Therefore, Sister Xi'er naturally couldn't accept the evil ideas put forward by Su Yan.
………………
Monthly passes for the ball, I really need them.
I went to bed at 2:30 last night, and it was not until the afternoon when I woke up. I looked at the time displayed on my phone, and I felt like I was demented. Abba, Abba, don’t struggle now. The updated time is the time in the underworld.
(End of chapter)
