The night in the small village is so quiet, so quiet that people want to sit in the yard and watch the stars in the sky. Occasionally there are chickens and dogs, but they will not disturb the peace at all. It was noisy, but it just made people feel that the chickens and dogs were a part of tranquility. It was like the moon in the sky, the clouds in the sky, the trees in the ground, the flowers in the ground, and there was no difference.

The backyard has been cleaned up very clean, and even the dust accumulated in the corner has been cleaned for many years. Anyone who has had cleaning experience knows that the place after cleaning has a faint smell of dust. However, the smell of dust is not annoying.

Mo Ningzhi leaned against the recliner and seemed to be asleep. Fang Jie took a sip of wine and turned around to see the face of the upside down of all beings facing him. It was said that the beauty looked more and more beautiful as she looked at the moonlight. Mo Ningzhi's face was indeed more and more exciting under the moonlight. Fang Jie looked at it blankly for a while, then got up, took off his long gown and covered her.

Then Fang Jie walked back to the place where he was sitting, continued to drink and looked up at the sky.

In the picture, there is a woman who is so beautiful that she can’t be more beautiful, and there is a man who is a little confused about the charm.

Mo Ningxia slept very soundly.

Fang Jie didn't sleep because he was waiting for the person who should come.

In the front yard, the middle-aged man in a cloth ate the last grain of rice, then put down the bowls and chopsticks and said thank you to the old couple, very sincere. The head of the family, whose name was Du Laoshi, had been looking at the middle-aged man's face curiously, and murmured that it looked so much like it. His wife didn't know what her husband was crazy about, so she didn't care. She lowered her head and sewed her son's torn cuffs.

"The noble man likes reading?"

The middle-aged man asked.

Du Husband nodded: "Well, my kid likes reading the most, and I don't know what he reads. He reads in the yard all day long, and even pushes a cart of sand back by himself, spreads it in the yard, finds some stones and wooden sticks. Every day, he just fiddles with those stones and wooden sticks on the sand while reading books, and talks to himself. This child is the material for reading, and I'm afraid that one day he will be stupid in his study."

"By the way, how do you see that my kid likes to read?"

Du Houshi asked curiously.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Not only can you tell that he loves to read, but you can also tell that he sat very well when he was studying. You can also tell that his desk should be a bit old and the tabletop is a bit damaged. So his clothes are all fine everywhere, but the elbow is worn very hard."

"Sir, what a god."

Du Houshi sincerely exclaimed: "Just just take a look at my baby's clothes, you can guess so much."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Let me tell you that your son is not fiddling around on the sand in the yard, but is very organized. When I entered the door, I took a look at the sand, and the eight-gate formation was arranged with dozens of stones, and the wooden stick was the most common attack formation of the Sui infantry."

"That's...what?"

Du Hushi didn't understand.

"nothing."

The middle-aged man glanced at the lights in the room outside, and knew that it was the young man who was still studying: "The wealth and wealth of your husband and wife in the future may all be in this child."

"Sir, it's a pity."

Du Laoshi smiled embarrassedly: "How great can ordinary children have? Although I have never studied, I also know that since ancient times, I have never been a poor family and have achieved great success in the end."

"How could it not be?"

The middle-aged man said, "Li Xiao, who pacified Jiangnan during the reign of Emperor Taizong, was born into an ordinary family and became a general little by little by little by little by accumulating military merits. The Li family became famous because of such a person and became one of the most powerful families in the northwest. Huai Qiugong, a veteran of the three dynasties, was also from a poor family. The top scholar was out of control. Even the Sui Dynasty respected him quite respected His Majesty the Emperor."

"I dare not compare or not."

Du Laoshi waved his hands repeatedly: "Those are all legendary characters. My baby is honest and honest, so he can't do it."

The middle-aged man shook his head: "From a person's birth to entering society, he will meet many people who say he is not good, whether he is a friend or an opponent, those who say he is not good, have good intentions and bad intentions, but only parents must not tell their children that you are not good, and they cannot say that."

"Why?"

Du asked honestly.

The middle-aged man seemed not to want to say anything else, so he got up, picked up the dishes and prepared to wash them by himself. Du Laoshi hurried over to take them over, and then glared at his wife: "There is no reason to let the customer do it, go!"

His wife glared back fiercely, reluctantly went over and took the bowls and chopsticks.

"Sir... were you a businessman before?"

Du Laoshi asked carefully, but he really couldn't resist his curiosity.

“It used to be, now too.”

After answering, the middle-aged man was silent for a while and asked, "There is a young man living in the backyard who looks as beautiful as a jade. Did he stop in the front yard when he entered the door?"

"Some, some, seemed to stare at the sand for a while, and then asked me specifically who did this."

Du answered honestly.

"Um"

The middle-aged man nodded: "If that young man hadn't stopped, I wouldn't tell you who I was. Because he stayed for that moment, it was your luck."

“What’s the difference?”

Du asked honestly.

"He stopped and looked at it, and your family's luck came. I can tell you who I am, and I don't have to think about telling you that your family may die without a burial place. But after he stopped for a while, I can tell you that there will be no more bloody disaster in your family."

Du Laoshi was startled by his words and his body trembled involuntarily.

"Your name is Du Laoshi."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I saw you purchase goods when I went to Dengpingcheng to inspect the business in the market eleven years ago, but I can't remember what you bought at that time. Because your name is special, I haven't forgotten it."

"ah!"

Du Laoshi exclaimed: "You... are you really the Sanjin Hou?"

"I am"

The middle-aged man nodded.

"You can still remember me...I don't know what to say."

"I'm a businessman."

Wu Yidao pointed to his head: "You need a good brain to remember many things. Tell your wife not to wash dishes. There is no need to... You two pack up your valuables and set off with the team tomorrow morning. Tonight, don't go out to see what happens in your yard. No matter how curious you are, don't go out. In the future, you can do things in the world of goods. Your son... is more promising than you."

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Nalan Dingdong patrolled outside the yard, checked the secret ward and returned to the backyard. When he passed by the front yard, he seemed to see a familiar figure. He frowned. After confirming who the person was, he was relieved. He couldn't help but smile and felt a lot more relaxed.

This was his first time leading the team to escort Fang Jie, so he couldn't help but feel nervous. This time he returned to the tribe, he was always nervous. First, he was worried that he could not protect Fang Jie's safety, and second, he was hesitating whether to stay in the tribe or return to the Black Flag Army. After thinking about it, he found that he was worried too much.

Speaking of responsibilities, guarding Fang Jie is the responsibility of the cavalry school and the personal military camp, but he also knows that the cultivation of the Duke of the Kingdom does not need the protection of someone like him. If he really encounters a great practitioner, it will be meaningless even if he draws his sword and rushes forward. As for whether to stay in the tribe or return to the Black Flag Army, there is actually no need to think about it at all, and he has already had the answer.

When he returned to the backyard, he saw Fang Jie wave to him and hurried over.

"Retreat all the secret whistles, and everyone went to the backyard room, and no one was allowed to come out without my order."

"Master?"

Nalan Dingdong opened his mouth, but Fang Jie shook his head to stop him: "As long as the military orders."

"Here!"

Nalan Dingdong gave a military salute and hurried out to summon all the people back.

Outside the village

Su Yang looked at the flames in the village and looked back at the young master Mu Xianjun who was so sank beside him. After thinking about it, he asked, "There are not hundreds of people in this village. Should I kill him? This matter cannot be revealed no matter what, so..."

"Master, you have been practicing on Penglai Island for too long, so some things are not so thorough... This village is only a few hundred miles away from Dongding City. If the Mu Mansion has a matter of Tu Village, how can you block it? Fang Jie's whereabouts will be dug out immediately. It seems that everyone in Dongjiang obeys the Mu Mansion, but many people are willing to watch the Mu Mansion jokes. Tu Village... something that can't be done."

"But Fang Jie, if he dies, he will not be able to block it?"

Su Yang asked.

"Qingya is dead, Baimei is dead."

Mu Xianjun smiled and said, "They have a second senior brother who is a general in the army. Both junior brothers were killed by Fang. In anger, he left the army and came to take revenge privately. The Mu family could not know about this in advance, so it is normal to stop it. At that time, pushing this person out will eventually block some people's mouths."

"Understood."

Su Yang nodded and looked back at Zhou Changmei: "You are waiting outside the village. If Fang Jie escapes, someone must stop him. The woman next to him should not be underestimated."

"No one is allowed to kill that woman!"

Mu Xianjun said coldly: "Whoever kills her will kill whoever I will kill."

Su Yang was stunned, then shook his head and sighed: "Third junior brother, you and I will deal with Fang Jie, and the young master will capture that woman."

"No"

Mu Xianjun shook his head: "I'll go find Fang Jie, the third uncle, help me, Master, just capture that woman. Don't hurt her, don't even have a single hair. Third uncle, you have the best perception. First, check where Fang Jie is hiding and don't disturb them."

"clear"

The old man who had been standing behind them nodded. His whole body was wrapped in a very wide black robe. In the middle of the night, if he didn't look carefully, it would be difficult for him to notice even if he stood not far away. He was the third junior brother of Su Yang of Penglai Sect and a rare perception type practitioner.

Mu Xianjun looked down at his heart, and subconsciously raised his hand and stroked it.

"It still hurts...it's time to relieve it. Your thorn is so heavy."

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far away

The fine sweat beads on the young woman's forehead were vaguely visible under the moonlight. She said lightly in her husband's ear: "There is a practitioner with strong perception. I dare not use my cultivation too close. Fortunately, he did not release his perception outside the village, otherwise we would not be able to hide it."

Her husband nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, my wife, I'll go fight first, you can help me behind you. I guess there will not be too many people staying outside the village, and I can handle it alone."

The young woman shook her head: "I couldn't give you a baby."

The man who looked like a farmer was stunned: "Why are you talking about this at this time?"

The young woman smiled and her fingers passed through her husband's hair: "If I had your flesh and blood, I wouldn't dare to die with you. Now I can't have a baby for you, so I must die with you."
Chapter completed!