Before we know it, March is approaching, and the further south we go, the greener it becomes.
Looking at the budding trees, Yan Shuangying stretched his muscles and bones. On the stage of the ancestral hall not far away, Yiyi Yaya sang Bangzi, but it was a local wealthy family who specially invited a troupe from the provincial capital to sing three consecutive songs to celebrate the old man's birthday.
Great drama.
The villagers didn't have anywhere to sit, so they gathered around, some riding on the wall, and some simply climbed up the tree, watching the lively dance on the stage, and occasionally burst into cheers.
The big black horse led the two black donkeys to eat beans leisurely, while the two eagles squatted under the tree. The two little girls were so lively that they had already squeezed into the crowd.
After a while, the two little girls came back cooing.
"Huh? Why don't you watch the excitement?"
Mo Xiang said distressedly: "It's true that the soil and water support a person. This Bangzi sounds really awkward. I still like to listen to Peking Opera."
Wang Mintong said: "Actually, it's not bad, both sides are martial arts." What she didn't say was that some second-rate guys were always wandering around in front of her eyes, and they even squeezed in to take advantage.
When dealing with such a person, Wang Mintong was not polite and stepped on him. At this moment, the second-rate man was still holding his feet and wailing.
Wang Mintong paused and said, "It's better to go to the city as soon as possible."
Mo Xiang added: "That's right, there are not many oceans left, so we have to hurry up and exchange for gold."
The total amount was just over twenty yuan. Wang Mintong was used to having beautiful clothes and food, and the little maid was greedy, so she gradually forgot to budget carefully. In the past ten days, she spent money like water, and in the blink of an eye, the money was almost gone.
This is the result of Yan Shuangying and their AA system.
Yan Shuangying put away the tablet, turned off the Bluetooth headset, and said: "This old man of the Chen family is haunted by nightmares and has hired many monks and Taoists. Since you are a practitioner, why don't you take the opportunity to make a fortune?"
Wang Mintong said distressedly: "I think so, but I can neither draw talismans nor recite incantations, so what if I have spells?" After a pause, "Huh? You are also a practitioner, why don't you go?"
Yan Shuangying smiled as he should, "I'm not short of money."
This sentence left Wang Mintong speechless for a long time. Really, a man cannot be without power for a day, and a young woman cannot be without wealth for a day, especially when she is away from home. Twenty yuan, if she saves it, it will be enough for her family for a month in the capital.
But when you go out, you need money everywhere, especially at the checkpoints set up by the Fengjun army. You have to pay a head tax every time you pass by.
Not only people have to be paid, but also a horse and two donkeys. The most exaggerated thing is that in some villages, the land tax has been collected ten years later.
The two little girls were astonished, but Yan Shuangying knew where he was. Mr. Chang was in charge, and the tax revenue was reduced to a hundred years later in minutes.
"It's her! Don't let her run away!"
With a shout, several rural youths rolled up their arms and sleeves and rushed forward. Wang Mintong was too lazy to talk nonsense, and immediately knocked a bunch of scumbags to the ground with three punches and two kicks, causing the onlookers to be shocked.
No one expected that a female doll who looked like a porcelain doll could be so ruthless.
Seeing that something was wrong, Yan Shuangying quickly took off the reins and left the village with the two little girls. Most of the people in this village were named Chen, and a few second-rate men were related to the villagers. No one could say whether they would attract a group of people.
The villagers surrounded him.
These days, if you commit a crime in the city, you can always find a way to deal with it by seeking connections or spending money; but if you cause public outrage in the country, it has nothing to do with money.
The imperial power of the former Qing Dynasty did not go to the countryside, and the Republic of China was not much better. The bosses in the countryside were still the local tyrants and country gentry. If they met those who were reasonable, it would be fine. If they met those who were unreasonable, it would really be unreasonable.
speak.
Yan Shuangying doesn't want to show off his power indiscriminately. What kind of ability does it mean to show off his power in front of a group of ordinary people?
Wang Mintong was a little puzzled at first and couldn't figure out why Yan Shuangying left in a hurry. It wasn't until the maid Mo Xiang explained a few words that she became scared.
"Miss, officials protect each other and relatives hide each other. It's okay for those second-rate people to be beaten up by the local people, but if they are bullied by outsiders, those common people will really attack in groups."
"so serious?"
“When I was a kid in Zhuangzi, some policemen from the county came to catch thieves in Zhuangzi. As a result, several policemen were beaten to pieces by hundreds of people.”
Wang Mintong pursed her lips. Thinking about being surrounded by hundreds of people, her scalp suddenly felt numb. She was kind-hearted and did not like to kill ordinary people.
This Chenjia Village is only more than twenty miles away from the county seat, and we arrived there in less than an hour.
They traveled from Zhili to Yu Province in ten days, which was considered a great speed. However, Yan Shuangying still had no idea where Wang Mintong planned to go.
The three of them searched for a while and finally chose a hotel. The two little girls couldn't stand the inn where lice crawled everywhere.
After paying the room fee, Wang Mintong looked at the few silver coins and felt worried. The ocean was gone and she could only exchange it for jewelry.
She let Mo Xiang stay in the guest room, took two pieces of jewelry, walked around the city, shopped around, and got more than 70 yuan after the sale.
Back at the inn, Mo Xiang happily counted the items one by one, looking like a money addict.
"Stop counting. The traces are seventy-three pieces of ocean. I have already counted them."
"Hey, hey, now I'm rich again." Mo Xiang thought for a while and said, "Miss, would you like to treat Brother Yan to a nice meal?"
"Um?"
Mo Xiang said sheepishly: "I've been sleeping in the open these days, so I'm a lot of trouble to Brother Yan. I think we'd better invite you to a table."
That's true. Not to mention the borrowed tent, just missing the food that Sutou brought from Yan Shuangying would cost a lot of money.
"That's fine... then you go and talk to him, and then go and book a banquet outside."
"Okay."
Mo Xiang responded happily and Dian Dian'er ran out.
Wang Mintong shook her head, somewhat guessing what Mo Xiang was thinking. She was already thirteen years old, so she should be careful.
After a while, Mo Xiang came back with a depressed face and said, "Miss, Brother Yan said no, he doesn't need to eat."
"Beginning?" Wang Mintong thought thoughtfully.
Thinking about it carefully, Yan Shuangying not only didn't eat anything along the way, she didn't even take a sip of water. At first, she just thought that they had different meal times, but now that she thought about it, it was clearly a sign of fasting.
She only knew the concept of Bigu, but had never heard Wei Jiang say what kind of cultivation level Bigu needed. But at a glance, she could tell that she was a practitioner, so she thought her cultivation level should be quite high, right?
Wang Mintong said: "Forget it then. Yan Shuangying is probably an expert in Bigu..."
"By the way, miss, Brother Yan is also asking you where you plan to go."
"Is he going to leave us?"
"That's not true." The little maid said, "I don't have any confidence in my heart. The jewelry sells for the same price, and it costs too much to go out. I might as well find a place to stay for a while. And... I can't just go out.
Come on, this money will be spent sooner or later."
Wang Mintong was a little troubled. What she longed for was living in a thatched cottage, famous mountains and rivers, and then eating the wind, drinking dew, and practicing escapism. How could she have thought that she would have to worry about daily necessities after leaving home?
The Dharma of the Wealthy Couple. As expected, for practitioners, wealth is the first priority. At one moment, Wang Mintong even had the idea of robbing his family.
Just like the wealthy family in Chenjia Village, they are not good at first glance, so they would not have any conscience if they robbed their wealth and gave it to themselves.
She pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go further south... I want to find a place where I can practice."
"Still going south? Where can I practice?"
"At least there must be evil spirits." Wang Mintong's needs are very low. She doesn't ask for clever ideas, but only wants evil spirits. That's enough.
Wang Mintong regretted a little. She should not have gone south if she had known better. The cave on the top of Jiushan Mountain was so nice.
In a blink of an eye, it was getting dark, and the master and servant came out of the guest room, passed by the next door, and saw the door open, so they both looked inside.
On the bed, Yan Shuangying sat leaning back. This time, he was not holding a tablet in his hand. Instead, he was holding a newspaper and looking at it with his head shaking.
Seeing Yan Shuangying's disinterested appearance, Wang Mintong suddenly felt a little suffocated. After getting along for more than ten days, the relationship was not far or close. This Yan Shuangying never approached her to initiate a conversation, but instead talked to his maid Mo Xiang.
We had a great time getting along, and I don't know what the hell he was up to.
She suddenly stopped and said to Mo Xiang, "If you don't want to go down, go buy two portions of braised noodles and deliver them to the room."
"oh."
Seeing Wang Mintong gritting his teeth and entering Yan Shuangying's room, Mo Xiang blinked and smiled secretly before running down to buy food.
When the big man entered the room, Yan Shuangying naturally noticed it early. It wasn't until the little girl stopped in front of him that he put down the newspaper and said, "Here?"
"What are you looking at?"
"The storm is turbulent and the sky and the earth are changing color. Unfortunately, some people are still naive and think that the enemy will let them go if they put down their guns. It's naive..."
"ha?"
"I can't say it. If I say it again, it will be 404."
It's like this again! Every time Yan Shuangying sincerely wants to chat, Yan Shuangying will always say something incomprehensible like this.
"Mo Xiang relayed what you said. What does Ting Ting mean? You don't plan to go to Wudang?"
Yan Shuangying said lazily: "It's not that I won't go, but I'll go later... I want to go to southern Hunan first."
"Shonan? What's fun there?"
"Witness the changes in society... Tsk, you are too young to understand."
"Where am I young?"
Yan Shuangying unconsciously lowered his gaze, and Wang Mintong's face turned red with anger: "Rogue, where are you looking?"
"Um...your front is dirty."
Looking down, Wang Mintong also saw dots of stains on her chest.
Suppressing the anger in her heart, Wang Mintong said: "I have something to ask of you."
"But it doesn't matter."
She bit her lip and said, "Can you... help me find a place where evil spirits gather?"
I thought Yan Shuangying would figure it out, but unexpectedly, Yan Shuangying almost didn't pause and immediately agreed: "Okay."
Agreeing so easily? Wang Mintong was a little suspicious.
Then Yan Shuangying said: "There is a railway here. Let's take the train tomorrow and I will take you there."
Wang Mintong was silent for a moment and said, "Thank you very much."
Yan Shuangying picked up the newspaper again, waved his hand, and was too lazy to talk anymore. He was just a sword, and he couldn't enjoy vulgar fun, so he had to find fun to pass the time.
After a sudden change, the horses and donkeys were sold, and the three of them boarded the train going south, still in AA mode as usual.
After crossing the Yellow River and then the Yangtze River, it took about ten days to enter the border of southern Hunan, where spring had already begun to bloom.
Growing up, the two little girls had never left Zhili, so this trip was an eye-opener. They visited a firecracker shop in Liuyang City early in the morning, and went into the mountains in the afternoon.
After going around in circles, the three of them stopped in a mountain col.
Yan Shuangying pointed to the front and said: "It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is picturesque. The most important thing is the gathering of evil spirits. Unfortunately, the roads are different... What a great place."
Where did the evil spirit come from?
Wang Mintong didn't believe it. She quickened her pace and entered the mountain col, and then she felt the strong sinister aura. Mo Xiang was just an ordinary person. She chased after him for a long time, and then he caught up panting, and then said: "Little... Miss
Ah, are we...living here?"
Wang Mintong was very excited and nodded: "Yes, I will be here from now on."
"But... how can we live without a village, a shop, a house, or food?"
At this time, Yan Shuangying walked over slowly, looked around, and found a fairly flat place halfway up the mountain. This time, he didn't bother to cover up, and just dropped the two tents and the kitchen utensils.
With some rice, flour, grains, oils and non-staple food, he said: "There is food and shelter. There is a stream in front where you can get water. If you don't want to live in a tent, then you can make your own bamboo house. There are so many bamboos. You can make a bamboo house by yourself."
Mo Xiang said coquettishly: "Brother Yan, we don't know how to build a house, how about you..."
"Mo Xiang! Don't make unreasonable troubles."
Yan Shuangying smiled and said: "Oh, you can make enough food and clothing by yourself. Okay, I'll leave first and come back to see you after a while."
"Where are you going?" Mo Xiang asked eagerly. Although Wang Mintong on the side did not speak, her eyes were full of questions.
"Not far away, just the Jianzhu Bay that I passed by before."
"It's just a bigger village, there's nothing to see."
"What you see is the scenery, what I see is the people. Let's go!"
Waving his hands, Yan Shuangying climbed over the mountain ridge slowly but smoothly. He did not fool the two little girls. There was indeed something he wanted to see here.
After walking for a while, Jianzhu Bay was in front of them, but Yan Shuangying suddenly stopped. It felt very strange, as if the client that was disconnected suddenly connected to the server, and they exchanged a wave of information with each other, and then Yan Shuangying was a little stunned.
.
"Good guy, Ying Long was killed? His cultivation level is so powerful...it turns out those cloud seal scripts can still be used like this."
With a thought in his mind, he turned his hand and a palm-sized scale appeared on his palm. The scale was glowing with black luster, and because of the cloud seal formation engraved inside, the size and weight changed as desired.
The scales were thrown up and immediately returned to their original size. They stood on the ground and made a muffled sound. He went over and knocked on them, and immediately recalled something that was neither gold nor jade.
After thinking for a moment, he struck out like lightning, and thrust his right hand hard into the scales.
Choking~
The friction between his right hand and the scale armor produced a burst of sparks, and Yan Shuangying immediately frowned. His body was like a sword, and a full blow only scratched the surface. The scale armor was quite hard.