Chapter 2: Decline in the world

Style: Historical Author: The flight of a birdWords: 1197Update Time: 24/02/20 17:13:03
"Huhuhu~"

Just now, Xiao Cui was running in the forest for a long time with Yang Ming on his back. Due to lack of physical strength, he stumbled and fell into the bushes with Yang Ming, gasping for air.

"Xiao Cui, cough! I have a jade pendant in my arms. You can take the jade pendant and flee to the south of the Yangtze River! Don't go to Daizhou. Now it seems that the Yang family will also face the disaster of genocide!"

After hanging on Xiaocui's back for a long time, Yang Ming's mind began to recover!

Yang Ming!

He was originally a passionate man from Beijing who was motivated and had lofty ideal goals.

In the Imperial Capital, relying on my courage and experience, I successfully rented a 65-square-meter two-bedroom and one-living room with my classmates next to a luxurious farm in the South Fourth Ring Road.

From the countryside to the imperial capital, the contrast is huge!

For the so-called betrothal gift, I get up early every day and rush back and forth on the first bus at two o'clock.

Life is lived in a hurry, but I have unknowingly adapted to the rhythm of the imperial capital. This is the nine-to-five white-collar life that a group of Beipiao bosses expect.

In the past three years, for the so-called house, car, and money. Yang Ming lived frugally and worked overtime, but he was able to collect enough 300,000 yuan as a gift.

During this period, due to some reasons, there were few customers and sales performance was very bleak. Yang Ming had no choice but to go to the company to clock in symbolically every day.

Once people are idle, things tend to get into trouble.

No, staring at the computer screen every day creates a strange hallucination in my mind. This sudden hallucination made Yang Ming feel extremely real.

Until that day when he received a strange call for a test drive. As an excellent 4S store clerk, he had a rare chance to leave during the driving process, and was successfully taken away by the test driver!

As for Yang Ming, the eldest son of the original host Hongnong Yang family, the moment he was carried by Xiaocui and fled into the forest!

When he saw that the elite he had spent years and painstaking efforts to build were slaughtered like melons and vegetables, he was filled with grief and anger and drove west!

"Woooooo~ No! Young Master, Xiao Cui is a member of the Yang family when he is born, and his soul is the soul of the Yang family when he dies! If anyone wants to touch the young master, Xiao Cui will never agree unless they step over Xiao Cui's body!"

Xiaocui burst into tears. She was very afraid of death, but slaves in the feudal era were trained to sacrifice their lives to protect their master. At this moment, she did not dare to abandon Yang Ming!

In addition, the young master took great care of himself, to the point where he was still worried about his future, Xiao Cui was also moved to the point of confusion!

Seeing Yang Ming who was weak and unable to move, Xiaocui rolled her eyes and suddenly had a plan in mind, and said happily to Yang Ming:

"Young Master, how about I get a straw man to put on your clothes, and then I will carry the straw man on my back and lead these men in black away first. You feel aggrieved first and hide here for a while. I will come back later. Come and take you away!"

Looking at these big, watery and clear eyes, Yang Ming shook his head. No wonder people in feudal society fought for power. Power brought so many benefits!

"I can't hide it, silly girl, haven't you smelled the fragrance emanating from my body? It is probably caused by this group of people. This fragrance can make enemies chase me from thousands of miles away!"

Xiao Cui blushed after hearing this, and quickly wiped away her tears and nose, then she leaned over Yang Ming and smelled it. Sure enough, there was a different and faint milky fragrance.

"This slave deserves to die! I almost hurt the young master. I cried a few times just now. My nose is stuffy and I can't smell the fragrance. I hope the young master won't be offended. I have no other thoughts!"

Just as Xiaocui was smelling the fragrance of Yang Ming and explaining, an old man with a white beard wearing a worn Taoist uniform, carrying a basket of herbs on his shoulders, stood not far away and shook his head and sighed:

"The world is declining and the world is bright. Has the world really changed?"

"There is a severe drought in the east of the river. The land is bare for thousands of miles, and there is no harvest. The people exchange their children and eat each other. It is like a purgatory on earth! You young people actually still have the mind to do so in the forest..."