Faraway Wanderers - Chapter 74

Wen Kexing looked at him silently, his eyes were like awl, as if he was about to get into his heart. Lao Meng was suddenly flustered, and he couldn’t help but go through all his plans from beginning to end.

Rebellion—This event was not just planned by him. A long time ago, when Sun Ding and Xue Fang began to fight openly and secretly, Lao Meng had already begun to prepare and hang the ghost Xue Fang to steal the key and rebel. Out, it’s a chance God gave him.

He still remembers how this man got the position of the owner of the valley eight years ago. Originally, it was just a little-known young man. Lao Meng had never paid attention to him, but only felt that this young man with a good eyebrow could take this place Keeping his little girl alive is actually quite a shame.

At that time, Lao Guzhu was not the same as the current one, and he was very particular about pomp. The palace of Yan Wang was not as cold as it is now, and often healed by singing and dancing.

Lao Guzhu seems to appreciate him quite a bit, how can he appreciate it? Lao Meng also couldn’t say clearly. Over the years, no one dared to say that he was transferred to be the attendant of the Palace of the King of Kings anyway, and he was in a good mood, and occasionally gave him pointers to work hard. Wen Kexing always appeared behind Lao Gu’s host, standing on a fixed seat, never talking, and never exceeding the moment, like a solid wood man.

This is the wooden man, called that one night, and the screams of heartbreak in the palace of the King of Kings are soaring into the sky that it seems that the screams will not disappear for three days.

For three years, the host of Lao Guzhu followed him for half. Any objection was smashed and thrown into the fire. In this way, killing a few people, no one is stupid, no objection.

Xue Fang eats a young girl’s heart every month. Sun Ding likes to drink and drink human blood, but they all think that night is a nightmare. The blood in the palace of the King of Kings seems to have smeared the entire hall. The old mourner mourned for more than two hours. Some people said that it was Wen Ke who cut the old muck into a small piece, and cut it aside. He stopped bleeding, and then forced him to eat, and some people said that he was peeling alive, peeling a whole sheet, and people are still alive.

When the man came out from the inside, he wore a bright red robe. At that moment, it was impossible to tell whether it was the original color or the blood stained it. His face, which was never calm, was indifferent. A smile appeared in front of everyone.

He came out and said only two words: “He died, I did it. If you are not convinced, you can come and kill me, otherwise be honest and listen to me later.”

Then came chaos, dogfights, and massacres—the dust finally settled.

There is no conspiracy or conspiracy, anyway, this is the way of living in Guigu-the strong is the most respectable, and it is very simple. Wen Kexing didn’t believe anyone except the little girl who had been around since he was a kid. The next day after he became the owner of the valley, he immediately issued an order to empty all the idle people in the palace of Yan Wang, etc. In this valley, except Gu Xiang No living creatures other than that shall be within three feet of him without permission.

He was moody, cloudy, and fascinated.

Over the past eight years, he has become increasingly secretive. Sometimes Lao Meng even has the illusion that the man from hair to fingernails does not have a terrible blood smell throughout his body. This is a downright madman born for killing. . Therefore, Xue Fang would rather fight internally first than anger the lunatic when the wings are not full and cannot be killed with a single blow.

To this day-Lao Meng thought that he was ready.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

In this turmoil in Guzhong, the ghost master wandered and returned, Lao Meng was not idle. Right now he is confident to mobilize Qicheng people in Guzhong, even if the man really has three heads and six arms, even if he is truly invincible …

Zhao Jing wasn’t too worried, and then he caught Xue Fang and put the key in his hands, and that’s it. So Meng fixed his mind, looked up at Shang Wen’s eyes, and said without hesitation, “Please also The Lord expresses. “

The news of Zhao Jing and others in the foothills of Fengya Mountain not only reached Qingzhuling. Soon, another person sent the news to the ear of a scorpion in a small town. The scorpion was listening to a 15- or six-year-old in the tea house The girl sang a song, frowned upon hearing it, and felt that it was a little unexpectedly tricky.

The mantis catches the cicada, so that he can keep the yellow bird behind, but the mantis shrinks back, and it is very troublesome to claw its feet.

The scorpion pondered for a moment, whispered in the ear of the comer, and the comer led him back. He grabbed a handful of melon seeds and, while eating in a good mood, kicked a poisonous scorpion next to him with his toes, and commanded: “Sing well, give a reward-oh, the old man next to Lahuqin is also good, together. reward.”

The little girl thanked for the reward, and lifted up her grandfather who trembled Hu Huqin and walked away slowly.

Walking all the way to the door, the old man took out most of the rewards he had just got and stuffed it to the little girl. As soon as he spoke, he was hoarse and very old. He said slowly, “Good boy, take Go get some nibbles and keep your throat well. “

The little girl pushed back: “No, grandpa, you keep giving me the money you get these days, what do you do?”

It turned out that the two were not real ancestors. They only listened to the old man’s hand waving: “Oh, hold it, hold it. I have an old man who doesn’t have tomorrow today. What do I need for money? A sick dad, can’t go out to sing with you as soon as he’s cured? Besides, if you don’t sing well, who sees me as a bad old man playing the piano. “

The little girl blushed, and her hand was really tight, so she stood helplessly, wondering what to do.

The old man did not give her a chance to refuse, holding Hu Qin slowly turned away. As soon as I got to a place without people, it seemed like the old man who was going to drive westward of the crane was suddenly energized. His turbid eyes were condensed, and his eyes were surprisingly bright, and his back was straight. appearance?

He was following Zhou Zishu, the poisonous scorpion. Only then did the scorpion lower his voice, but no one else could hear, but Zhou Zishu’s ear strength was true. He was a little surprised, but he didn’t expect Zhao Jing to slap in the wall of the cliff. This situation is even more complicated, which shows that in that camp, people’s hearts are not the same, and how many people are preparing for a moth to come out.

In order to force them to unanimously go outside, the Scorpion sent his poisonous scorpion as a person in Ghost Valley to sneak attack on one side. Zhou Zishu frowned slightly. He thought of the situation of Wen Kexing in Green Bamboo Ridge at this time. These days, Ghost Valley seems to be unusually quiet. The thing with the last name Wen won’t … what happened?

Suddenly he wanted to throw the scorpion here and go directly to Fengyashan, but after all it was Zhou Zishu, the thought just flashed in his mind and was suppressed-the situation is very chaotic at the moment, except for scorpions, everyone Already in the game, rushing into it, but it is easy to see the form, it is better to follow the scorpion first.

That person … Since he has been a ghost-gut owner for so many years, he is still alive with all arms and legs.

Zhou Zishu struck Huqin’s strings unconsciously with his fingers, making a slight noise, and people disappeared into the alley.

The scorpion came prepared, and prepared more than thirty poisonous scorpions to sneak attack on Zhao Jing and others. It can be seen that he had planned to touch the fish in the muddy water early, and was very unwilling—because all thirty people had ghost faces. Tattoos, tattoo paints he got from Lao Meng and Sun Ding, respectively, can be described as rainy days.

Zhao Jing and their side had gone through so many incidents, Mo Huaikong almost fought with Mo Huaiyang, and he was easily caught. He was heart-wrenching. Suddenly, a group of uninvited guests came by. They were caught off guard by surprise, and this group came out of nowhere. The men in black here are very cunning, fighting and retreating. They are not entangled. They can’t beat and run, and they will come out when they don’t pay attention.

The scar man picked up the clothes on the body of a black man, and the ghostly face of the scorpion was exposed to the public eye. Zhao Jing frowned and looked at Mo Huaiyang, saying, “It’s time for Mo’s door. Now, let ’s discuss the problem between us later. You have lost your lovers. We are all very sad. But this is the time of the death and death of Wulin in Central Plains. I hope that the head of the Mo will take the overall situation as the most important thing! “

Mo Huaiyang thought about it and realized that he could not sing a duet with “Wu Zhonglin Wulin’s Life and Death” for the time being, and he defaulted to cooperate with Zhao Jing. This group of heroes who did not know how long they had been under Fengya Mountain finally remembered what they were doing. Yes, Zhao Jing ordered to kill Fengyashan.

Just to deal with Wen Kexing, Lao Meng transferred most of his manpower to the vicinity of the Palace of the King of Yan, and he called these heroes into a state of no one. At the touch of a scorpion, the war finally fought.

Behind the palace of Yan Wang, Wen Kexing was surrounded by three layers inside and three outside-he smiled and felt that Lao Meng was as close to the enemy as he really was. The people who were still by his side were defeated when they saw this battle. That’s how Wen Kexing killed Lao Guzhu.

In Ghost Valley, if it is not evenly matched, as long as the scene seems to be slightly weak on one side, a large number of people will immediately go to the other side, because “loyalty” never existed, only the weak had to rely on the strong, once there was Stronger people appeared, this was meaningless before.

Wen Kexing scanned the bow and arrow in the hands of the nearest person, raised his eyebrows and looked at Lao Meng: “Xue Fang hasn’t found yet, Zhao Jing is still down the mountain, so you ca n’t wait to get me a surgery?”

He still looked like he wasn’t surprised or panicked. Lao Meng’s heart became more and more bottomless. Suddenly, he felt that Zhao Jing at the foot of the mountain was also good. Xue Fang, who has disappeared so far, is actually better than the man in front of him. does not matter.

Just when this happened, a little gray-clad ghost rushed up in a hurry, and said loudly, “The surname Zhao came in!”

Lao Meng did not expect that Zhao Jing could settle the crisis so quickly. There was something wrong with his intuition, but he didn’t have time to think about it. Instead, Wen Kexing prolonged his voice and said with glee, “Gee, it’s incredible, Isn’t this a burning eyebrow? “

Lao Meng frowned fiercely, took a deep breath, waved his hand, the archers at the innermost layer of the encircling circle looked at each other, slowly lowered the tip of the arrow aimed at Wen Kexing, Lao Meng arched at him , Still said in such a respectful tone: “Gu owner, now that the valley has reached this field, I think we still take a step back from each other, and in the future people will solve it, and then talk about our affairs?”

First deal with outsiders, then come back to continue to talk-Lao Meng is indeed a bad embryo, once torn his face, it will no longer be hypocritical, but will be frank and open.

Wen Kexing clasped his arms in front of his chest, and said with a gentle expression on his face, “I am a prisoner who has been defeated under the ranks. What else can I say?”

The corner of Lao Meng’s eyes twitched, and he reached out to make a way, saying, “Gu Zhu, please.”

Ye Baiyi did not follow them blindly, and he was not interested. He just put Gu Xiang on the horse, holding the horse, carrying the dragon’s back, holding the small jar, and walking slowly in the opposite direction. It didn’t take long for Gu Xiang to wake up, she didn’t move, but she got up and took a moment, and lay on her back on her back, looking at the sky, her horse bumping, as if the sky was also bumping up. .

Looking at it, the tears in her eyes soaked her hair, but she seemed ignorant.

Ye Baiyi glanced back at her, rarely saying anything, just holding the horse’s path: “Wipe your tears.”

Gu Xiang bit his lip for a while before whispering, “I didn’t cry.”

With that said, the tears seemed to be against her deliberately, falling down one after the other, and she raised her hand and wiped it, and then it came out. It could n’t be wiped cleanly, so she only wiped it unconsciously. Eyes.

Ye Baiyi originally said nothing to such a little girl. Seeing her like this, she didn’t know what to do. After thinking about it for a long time, she said bluntly, “Otherwise we will go back and collect your lover.”

His original intention was to comfort Gu Xiang, who knew it made her tears even worse.

Seeing that it didn’t work, Ye Baiyi frowned, and had to say, “Don’t cry, how can anyone not die, or … what do you say?”

Gu Xiang sat up abruptly, jumped off the horse, raised his sleeves, and buried his face in it, as if strangling himself, it took a long time before he raised his head again and said to Ye Baiyi: “Zhou Xu they are in Look for him in an inn on the outskirts of Luoyang. “

Turn around and leave.

Ye Baiyi stopped her and asked, “Where are you going? You can’t beat that person, and I advise you to-“

Gu Xiang didn’t look back, stubbornly straightened his back, and went towards Fengyashan. After a few ups and downs, he disappeared.

Ye Baiyi raised his hand subconsciously and put it on the small mountain river pendant on his chest. He lingered for a while, and the horse on the side was a little impatient. He took his gray hair, and he seemed to be back It ’s the same, sighed, looked down at the small jar in your hand, turned over, and whispered to yourself, “Changqing, you filial son, I’ll get it back for you. Don’t worry, I’ll make it for you I’ll send you home. “