Suddenly, the onlookers gave way to the road one after another, and a man wearing a cloak walked out, followed by a little girl. The little girl was covered in scars. Except for her face, the rest of her body was beaten to a bloody mess. , was so disgusting that Mingxuan almost vomited, her clothes were soaked with blood, her body was still shaking, and tears were flowing from the corners of her eyes.
When Mingxuan saw it, he didn't hesitate too much. He immediately covered Mingya's eyes with his hands, not wanting her to see such a bloody scene and fearing that she would have psychological shadow in the future.
"What's wrong, brother!"
Mingya was at a loss and wanted to move his hand away, but she couldn't move it away at all.
"No...it's okay!"
Mingxuan swallowed his saliva, his eyes darted away unconsciously, not daring to look directly at the little girl.
Mingxuan inadvertently glanced at the little girl. The little girl's eyes revealed fear, fear, despair, and pain.
The cloaked man turned to look at Mingxuan, his eyes revealed a strong murderous intent, which made Mingxuan terrified. His body trembled and he immediately looked away. He was so scared that he lowered his head and did not dare to look any further.
The cloaked man also looked away and left with the little girl.
It wasn't until the man in the cloak left for a long time that Mingxuan dared to raise his head and look around. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he had left. He didn't dare to stay here for too long, so he took Mingya's hand and ran towards home.
As he passed the crowd, he couldn't help but be curious. He glanced at the stage and found a man lying on the stage. Blood was still spurting from his neck. Mingxuan swallowed a gulp of saliva and didn't dare to look any further. He looked away. , left here.
The excitement was almost over, and everyone dispersed.
A man about forty-five or six-year-old walked onto the stage. His face was full of sadness and he sighed helplessly.
"Your family, I will make arrangements for you and have a safe journey."
The man waved his hand, and several young men walked onto the stage one after another, dragged the body down, and also cleaned up the blood on the floor.
The man's name is Lin Xuyan, and he just came here not long ago. He has dozens of people under his command. These dozens of people are basically monks in the tenth realm. Even though they are so bad, they abduct children from other families and use them for martial arts competitions. Many of them I was very angry at this behavior, but I didn't dare to meddle in my own business, after all, my strength didn't allow it.
A man with an indifferent expression and a blood-red cloak appeared behind Lin Xuyan.
"How should his family settle down?"
Lin Xuyan twisted his neck and said indifferently: "You can make up your own mind! You can settle it in any way you want!"
The corners of the cloaked man's mouth raised slightly, revealing a malicious smile.
"Farewell!"
After saying that, the cloaked man turned around and left.
Mingxuan walked into a remote alleyway and came to the door of a dilapidated old house. He stretched out his hand to push the door open. There was a creaking sound from the door. Mingxuan stepped into the yard, followed closely by Mingya. Afterwards, the yard was neither big nor small, and the ground was covered with dry leaves and dust. It looked like it had not been cleaned for a long time, and the city walls were full of cracks and could collapse at any time.
Mingxuan opened the door and walked in. Most of the things in the house were old and could no longer be used. There was no light in the house, so he had to walk in the dark and bump into something from time to time. Fortunately, the moonlight tonight was very bright. It's bright. When you open the door, the moonlight will illuminate the dark room.
Mingxuan used the moonlight to open all the windows everywhere, allowing more moonlight to shine into the house.
Mingya seemed a little tired. She lay down on the straw mat and fell asleep unconsciously.
Mingxuan did not disturb her, and he did not feel any sleepiness in his heart. He walked to the door, sat on the steps, and looked up at the bright moon, as if thinking about something.
In the evening, darkness enveloped everything, the town was dark, and everyone in the town had fallen asleep.
Mingxuan also fell asleep leaning against the door frame at some unknown time.
Time passed little by little, and the temperature in the air dropped rapidly. The night wind whistled outside, and the cold wind blew over Mingxuan's cheeks, through his thin clothes, and attacked the temperature of his body. Mingxuan huddled into a ball to maintain the temperature. .
However, Mingxuan couldn't bear the biting cold wind and woke up from his sleep. He shook his shoulders, seemingly awakened by the cold night breeze. He stood up, closed the door and windows, lay down on the straw mat, and fell asleep peacefully. .
In the early morning, when the sky was still bright and the roosters had not crow, Mingxuan got up early, stretched out, and casually moved his aching muscles. Then his eyes moved to Mingya, seeing that she was sleeping soundly, and did not ask for anything. He didn't mean to disturb her when he was awake, but he opened the door of the house and walked out, looking at the foggy morning, as if he was in a fairyland on earth.
Mingxuan took a sharp breath, and a stream of cold air was sucked into his nostrils. His nostrils became cold, and his expression became much clearer. He closed the door, walked out of the yard, closed the door behind him, and walked in the direction of Xu Zherui's house. At that moment in the alley, a fragrance was brought over by the breeze and floated in the air.
Mingxuan smelled it and continued on his way. Although he couldn't tell what the fragrance was coming from, the nearby streets were basically full of pastry shops, so maybe it was the fragrance wafting from the pastry shops!
Mingxuan didn't pay much attention to it, and continued on his way, weaving through the crowd, and soon arrived at the gate of Xu Zherui's courtyard. He leaned against the fence, panting heavily, sweating profusely. After resting for a while, he also patted the courtyard. Door.
"Dong dong~"
There was no movement for a long time, and Mingxuan raised his hand to pat the courtyard door again. Suddenly, the courtyard door was opened, and an old man with white hair appeared in front of him, with a kind face under his weathered skin.
Mingxuan urgently withdrew his hand and said respectfully, "Sir, I'm here to help your family plow the fields."
The white-haired old man nodded, his voice a little hoarse.
"come in!"
Mingxuan did not step into the courtyard gate, but stood motionless, somewhat tactfully.
"Sir, I won't go in."
"It's up to you!" The white-haired old man smiled slightly and looked at the cow who was still sleeping in the cowshed. He coughed twice and a large stone appeared in his hand and bounced towards the cow. The stone hit the cow's fertile buttocks firmly.
"Get up, it's time to work."
Huang Niu suddenly woke up and looked at the white-haired old man angrily. When he found out that it was his master, he quickly put away his anger and stood up in a muffled voice. He did not dare to be angry at the white-haired old man for fear that if he was not careful, he would become his ration.
"Before you leave, remember to close the courtyard door for me."
After saying that, the white-haired old man walked towards the house.
The scalper walked out of the bullpen, walked towards Mingxuan, and rubbed his arm with his head.
Mingxuan reached out and touched his head, then closed the courtyard door and led Huang Niu out of the town.
A ray of sunshine in the early morning shines on this world. At this time, the streets and alleys are also starting to get busy. Every shop has opened its doors and is ready to welcome customers. Many people like Mingxuan are leading the oxen and pulling the tools for farming. He hurriedly walked out of the town.
If you leave early, you can get home early.
Mingxuan walked out of the town, and he didn't know how long it was before he came to a stream and stepped on the stone bridge. The stream made a "swishing" sound, and many fish showed their heads, enjoying the gentleness of the morning sun.
Mingxuan walked off the stone bridge and stopped, looking at the rice fields in front of him. There were already many people working in the fields.
Mingxuan didn't know which rice field belonged to Xu Zherui's family, so he patted the ox's belly and asked.
"you know……"
Before Mingxuan could finish his question, the scalper walked towards the rice field, followed closely by Mingxuan.
The scalper stopped in front of the rice field, grunted, and told Mingxuan that the rice field belonged to Xu Zherui's family.
Mingxuan nodded, glanced around the rice fields, and found plowing tools on the land not far away. He pointed there and asked.
"Is that one?"
Yellow Ox turned to look and nodded.
"Let's go!" Mingxuan pulled the scalper towards the tool. When he came to the tool, he installed the plow very skillfully and patted the scalper's butt. The scalper walked down the rice field knowingly. Mingxuan took off his shoes and left too. Go down.
The cattle began to walk in the rice fields. Mingxuan skillfully controlled the plow with one hand and held a whip with the other hand. If he changed direction, stopped, or walked again, he would whip the cattle on the buttocks. After plowing the soil loosely, you need to use a rake to smooth out the protruding soil, so that the rice can be transplanted.
One man and one cow were doing farm work under the scorching sun. Mingxuan's clothes were soaked with sweat and his head was covered with sweat.
Mingya woke up from her sleep, sat up, rubbed her eyes, and immediately looked in the direction of Mingxuan. When she found that he was not there, she woke up instantly and immediately stood up, shouting and searching the house. I looked around every corner without seeing him. I also knew that he had gone out to do farm work. I wanted to go out and look for him, but I didn’t know where he was. If I got lost, wouldn’t it make him worried, so I gave up the idea. The thought of going out to look for him, opening the door, sitting on the steps, waiting for his return.
…
On the other side, the gate of Shuyang City was pushed open by officers and soldiers, and a shabby young man walked out of the city. The young man's name was Xiao Jingrui. He was carrying a long sword wrapped in a long cloth on his back, and a silver-white sword hanging on his waist. He has a hip flask, sharp eyes, and an indifferent expression, which makes him look like he is not easy to get along with. He has a harmonious outline, fair and delicate skin, and is wearing a thin white dress. As time goes by, the white dress has become a little yellowish. The young man himself didn't know how long it had been since he had changed into new clothes.
Xiao Jingrui walked out of the city gate, stopped, turned around and glanced at the plaque on the city wall. He was a little reluctant to leave, but he still didn't stop too much and walked towards the road to where he didn't know where to go.
The two officers and soldiers looked at the young man's somewhat forlorn figure. An officer and soldier sighed, "The young city lord in the past is now a down-and-out young man." He sighed, "It's sad, it's sad."
Another officer and soldier echoed: "Back then, in order to protect this city, his father fought bravely and bravely. One man fought against a million soldiers and monks from the Fourteenth Realm. In the end, he was defeated and died on the battlefield. His only son did not get it." It’s ironic that a little reward has led to the current situation where we can’t even afford food! It’s really ironic!”
The officers and soldiers on the left seemed to have thought of something, thinking thoughtfully.
"When I was guarding the city gate, I seemed to see four or five carriages carrying large amounts of gold and silver treasures into the town."
The officer and soldier on the right asked curiously: "Why didn't you stop and ask about it?"
The officer on the left smiled bitterly and said: "At that time, I also wanted to step forward to intercept and ask, but he showed the token of Shenying Dynasty, which scared me so much that my crotch became wet. Do you dare to intercept Shenying here? People from the dynasty, unless your dog head doesn’t want it anymore.”
When the officers and soldiers on the right heard that it was the Shenying Dynasty, their bodies trembled unconsciously and they guessed.
"That batch of gold and silver treasures must be for the Young City Lord! After all, it is a big deal for a monk in the Fourteenth Realm to die in battle. It is impossible for the Shenying Dynasty not to pay attention to it, and it is also impossible not to compensate his descendants. Descendants.”
"Who knows?" The officer and soldier on the left thought for a while. "Looking at his current situation, those gold and silver treasures must not have been given to him as compensation."
The officers and soldiers on the right scratched their itchy helmets with their hands, making bold guesses without any scruples.
"Tell me, have you been corrupted by that damn city lord now?"
The officer and soldier on the left nodded and said, "Maybe!"
The officers and soldiers on the right sighed again and again, and said angrily: "Damn it, you think, aren't they two good brothers who have been born and died? Now that he has become the city lord, and has enough power and wealth, why doesn't he want to help the weak and helpless? The young city lord who helped me."
The officer and soldier on the left shook his head, also expressing that he did not understand, but did not answer his question. It was not that he did not want to answer, but that he did not dare to say any more idle words. After all, there was a middle-aged man standing on the city wall, standing with his hands behind his hands, looking indifferent. , if two officers and soldiers talk nonsense again, their heads will fall to the ground.
This man is the current lord of Shuyang City. He heard all the conversations between the officers and soldiers and did not pay attention. Instead, he watched the young man's leaving figure with a look of worry in his eyes. The young man's back gradually disappeared before he was able to return. Passing his eyes, he sighed and murmured to himself.
"Gold and silver, hey, it's just for show."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Seeing the city lord leave, the officers and soldiers slowly relaxed their tense nerves. They took a deep breath and saved their lives. They did not dare to say any more idle words.
Xiao Jingrui didn't know how long he had been walking, and he didn't know where he went. The sky seemed to be getting darker and the weather was gradually getting cooler. But along the way, he didn't see an inn, not even a town. He didn't know where he would spend the night tonight. , a little confused.
Waves of cold wind hit the young man's thin clothes, and the biting cold penetrated the young man's body temperature. The young man's righteousness could not withstand the continuous output of the cold wind. He shivered, shook his shoulders, and sped up. The pace of the journey.
Not long after.
Xiao Jingrui walked onto a stone arch bridge that had collapsed under the weight of vines. The water in the creek had long dried up. He looked into the endless distance. He wondered if there was a town ahead where he could stay. If not, he would have to spend one night in the suburbs. But in such cold weather, it’s hard to say whether I can stand up again after sleeping outside for one night.
Xiao Jingrui stood on the stone arch bridge and observed the surrounding environment. He found an old man with white hair sitting on the bluestone not far away. The old man closed his eyes tightly, as if he was concentrating. He was holding a straight bamboo pole in his hand. It felt like fishing in a dry stream, but it didn't seem like fishing. After all, there was no fishing line on the bamboo pole.
Xiao Jingrui was a little curious, but did not ask. After all, it was impolite to disturb others at will. After thinking about it over and over, he finally decided to continue on the journey. After all, it was getting late, and if he didn't find an inn or a town, he would really have to sleep. The suburbs.
