Paradoxical

Author: Feng Si Niang

Paradoxical

The kind of bloodless revenge in the capital was just a taste of something that was only scratching the surface, and such elegant revenge deeply made her feel that it was not enough, not enough, not enough!

There is always a bloodthirsty desire in her heart, longing for a road of revenge that is filled with thorns and the bones of her enemies. Those who are dying do not deserve to have her shattered to pieces, but she is willing to bathe in blood and fall into the abyss for revenge.

Even if the enemy in front of her is not her enemy, she has already imagined that her enemy has the same pained expression and gets comfort from it.

Ah, I am such a pervert. Du Heng thought to himself, and from the bottom of his heart showed a happy smile that he had not seen for a long time.

Lao Wu was confronting Du Heng from a distance, but his legs were actually shaking.

Perhaps God finally heard his prayer. At the stall where he was desperately avoiding the wasps, behind the God of Death and Plague came a man who was also wrapped with a bow and arrow. He said something to him. The Killer

God glanced at them indifferently, and Lao Wu couldn't stop trembling all over his body.

Fortunately, the man called him away.

After they disappeared from Lao Wu's sight, Lao Wu hurriedly shouted to his brothers to find the brothers who were still alive and return to the village. The rope bridge could no longer be walked, so he had to follow the broken rope on his head through the forest and return to the village.

But Lao Wu never imagined that their group would never be able to go back.

***

After hearing Xue Feibai's words, Du Heng just nodded coldly: "This is their own choice, and we can't comment on it; I think our arrangements have been sufficient. There are many of them, and they know where the agency is.

Killing the bandits—it shouldn’t be difficult.”

"Honey, aren't you angry?" Xue Feibai was somewhat dissatisfied with Du Heng's kindness.

She shrugged indifferently, "It's true that I lied to her. But she didn't take me as the source of her tragedy and get angry at me because I pointed out the cruel reality. From this point of view, she did let me take a high look.

.”

"She is just a young girl, and she has suffered too many blows one after another these days..." Xue Feibai, who had seen so many vicious people in the back house, couldn't help but feel sorry for Jinhua, a girl whose family was ruined.

What is more difficult than death is to live with a blood feud. Jinhua is a microcosm of himself. The difference between her and him is that although she has a scarred body, she will soon be able to avenge her revenge. Du Heng feels deeply in his heart.

sigh.

I don't know whether he was telling Xue Feibai or listening to it himself, but his tone was also very excited: "Let's go, now the gold mine is also vacant, it is really the best time for us to explore!" After saying that, he took the initiative to contact Xue

Fei Bai patted him on the shoulder.

Xue Feibai was even flattered and touched the place where she had photographed, and followed him blankly.

Because the rope bridge was destroyed, they could only use Qinggong to walk through the trees; and in order to prevent disturbing any unknown and dangerous creatures in the forest, they could only skim across the treetops in one go, not daring to stop for a moment.

By the time they arrived at the devastated place used for mining, Jinhua and his party had already left. Directly to the east, Jinhua's clean turban was placed on the ground, with the remaining heads of her father and brother placed on it. She only waited for her tribe to return after a great victory.

Take them home.

Behind the head is the deepest pit, as deep as a well, which seems to reach the center of the earth. Presumably, something was dug out of this mine.

Xue Feibai and Du Heng spontaneously bowed three times. Xue Feibai took out the piece of gold that he kept close to his body: "Little darling, you are home...wait a minute, how can gold rust!"

Du Heng also came over: "Are you kidding..." But gradually shock appeared in her eyes, and her eyes, which had never shown joy or sorrow, were so shocked that they were stunned.

"Could it be that the gold content is insufficient and other places are rotten..." Xue Feibai looked over and over.

Du Heng pointed: "Aren't the rotten areas also yellow?..."

"Then what do you think is going on!?" Xue Feibai scratched his head depressedly. The gold they had worked so hard to find on the soles of their feet suddenly grew hair. Isn't this depressing?

Du Heng grabbed the "gold", took out a fire stick and started roasting it.

"Oh, wife, you——" Xue Feibai shut up immediately. Du Heng did the right thing. Real gold is not afraid of fire.

At the same time, the scene they least expected gradually appeared: the piece of yellow "gold" gradually turned into black.

That stone, no matter how much it looks like gold, is not gold after all.

Xue Feibai took the stone and squeezed it hard: it was hard, but gold should be soft.

Only then did Xue Feibai and Du Heng accept their fate and discovered that it was not gold at all; like all the people who were blinded by the dazzling golden color, they ignored the fact under their noses.

But what exactly is this stone?

***

Zhou Yan has been a little irritable these days. Although his beautiful pair of flowers has made everyone envious, things in Yunnan have not progressed for a long time. How can he not be anxious?

Nothing good has happened in the past six months. First, the business with Fei Lu in Guizhou was ruined, and the layout of the Ministry of Justice was lost. The mining matter is now even more difficult...

The group of tigers and wolves in Yunnan still don’t know that Long Wanzong is dead, so he must be careful to mediate...

"My lord, are you looking for me?" Xiao Zimei came to Zhou Yan's study, looked at Zhou Yan's aimless pace, tilted her head and asked.

In the past, Zhou Yan liked her smart but naive demeanor, but the recent troubles made him particularly displeased with Xiao Zimei:

"Zimei, there was a letter from Yunnan more than a month ago, saying that the mineral deposits were not found. The Jinmen warlocks we spent a lot of money to search for did not find any of the veins of Fenshui, Guanshan, Tanyuan and Lingyun... Could it be,

You remembered wrong?"

"My lord, what do you mean? Doubt me?" Xiao Zimei looked at Zhou Yan, her eyes sinking like water.

"I don't doubt the authenticity of the piece of gold you retrieved, but after all, it was something that happened when you were very young. It's natural that you can't remember it. Do you want to recall it carefully?" Zhou Yan felt that he was already very cautious in discussing it.

Talk to her in a different tone.

Xiao Zimei smiled coldly and did not answer. Although her body was small at that time, she had the soul of an adult living in her body. Besides, it was such a big deal as a gold mine. How could he remember it wrong? He still preferred it.

Do you believe in the lies of charlatans and swindlers?

But these words should never be mentioned to Zhou Yan.

"My lord, you have been thinking about this for a month, right? Since you first received that letter, you have started to hint at things like 'the grass stems are red and showy, with lead underneath them, the grass stems are yellow and rusty, and there are copper utensils underneath;

"There are green onions on the mountain, and there is silver below; there are scallions on the mountain, and there is gold below; there is ginger on the mountain, and there is copper and tin below; there is jade on the mountain, and the branches are drooping by the side of the wood."

The place you pointed to does not have the grass you want, and it has even begun to show clearly today;
Chapter completed!