"What's going on? Is it because of the evil spirit at the bottom of the river?"
After eating, Anjing felt a little tired and fell into bed, feeling drowsy.
"Husband, why did you agree today?"
Zhao Qingmei walked in and looked at An Jing lying on the bed and asked.
"Didn't you ask me to agree?"
"I'm not asking you to agree!"
"Forget it, we all agreed, just one more person and one more pair of chopsticks."
Zhao Qingmei wanted to say that it was not as simple as having an extra pair of chopsticks...
"Go to bed early, I've been busy all afternoon today."
An Jing yawned and then took off his coat.
"Are you going to bed so early?" Zhao Qingmei licked her lips and kept glancing at An Jing.
"a bit tired."
After An Jing came back from Qinghe Ferry, he felt a little tired, probably because of the evil spirit entering his body. Although the evil spirit was expelled by the Bodhi beads, it still made him feel very tired.
"Brother~!"
Zhao Qingmei crawled over, clamped An Jing's thighs with her two slender legs, and skillfully inserted her little hands into An Jing's underwear.
"Madam, let's go tomorrow. I'm really tired today."
An Jing felt like he was about to fall asleep.
"Brother, I learned a new trick."
Zhao Qingmei bit An Jing's ear and blew hot air.
"Okay, show me the changes tomorrow." An Jing said weakly.
"I want to change it for you today."
Zhao Qingmei refused to give up, and continued to reach down with her little hand.
"Um....."
An Jing felt very comfortable, but still lay like a dead person.
"You ate the dinner for nothing."
Zhao Qingmei patted An Jing's cheek and complained.
But An Jing was already asleep and there was only a slight sound of breathing.
"An Xiaoruan, get up!"
.........
Yuzhou City, in a quiet courtyard.
There were several men in sackcloth standing on both sides, all holding orange-red lanterns in their hands, lighting up the entire courtyard as if it were daytime.
Caobang wears sackcloth, this is a matter known to the world.
In the center of the courtyard, a lame old man was waving a knife in his hand. The corners of his clothes were dancing with the strong wind. In his hand was a pair of scimitars. The wind of the knife was strange, like a ghost crying, which made people shudder.
"Brother Iron!"
A hearty laugh came, and Hong Yuanwu, wearing a large cloak, walked into the courtyard.
"Lord Hong!"
The lame old man who was practicing his sword put away his sword and apologized to Hong Yuanwu.
Hong Yuanwu sighed: "I didn't expect that this time I would alarm Brother Yunshan..."
The old man in front of me is none other than Tie Yunshan, one of the Seven Great Vajras of the Cao Gang.
The thirty-six rudders of the Cao Gang are in charge of various areas respectively, while the Seven King Kongs have always been in charge of the main forum, and they are even more famous, and they are all top masters.
Someone once said that the thirty-six helmsmen are not very famous in the world, but any of the seven kings are famous masters in the world.
Anyone can establish a sect in the world and dominate the world.
Tie Yunshan wandered around the world for decades in his early years. He relied on a pair of scimitars to ride fast, and countless masters died in his hands. Later, he offended the head of the Su family in Taihu Ming City and was hunted down. Finally, he rose up and killed Su.
Dozens of masters from the family, including the head of the Su family at that time, caused the ancestor of the Su family to personally take action. In the end, in order to survive, he cut off his leg and joined the Cao Gang to protect himself.
The Cao Gang was powerful and Liu Qingshan was extremely tough. The Su family had no choice but to suffer this big loss.
Among the many masters in the Cao Gang, it is extremely rare to mobilize the Seven Vajras.
Speaking of the friendship between the two, it's not a shallow one.
At first, Hong Yuanwu was not a Xuanyiwei, but also a person from the Jianghu. His character was also arrogant, domineering and arrogant. At that time, both of them were hanging out in the Jiangnan Road area, and he and Tie Yunshan were not acquainted with each other.
Later, Hong Yuanwu defected to Shenying and joined the Xuanyi Guards. From then on, he put on an official robe and received public pay from the imperial court.
When Tie Yunshan was being hunted by the Su family, Hong Yuanwu tried to mediate and exert a lot of effort. Although he failed to resolve the grudge in the end, the friendship between the two became deeper.
Tie Yunshan took a deep breath and said: "This is no small matter. Haoping and I have a close personal relationship. You also know my temperament, so there is no way I won't come."
Hong Yuanwu nodded slightly. Tie Yunshan values ​​righteousness very much, and he naturally understands that.
Liu Haoping had a very good personal relationship with him. Now that someone was killed in Yuzhou City, he would naturally not remain indifferent.
Hong Yuanwu said solemnly: "That mysterious swordsman is extraordinary in strength. In my opinion, he is at least at the peak of the second rank..."
"I watched the sword's power and found out that it's capable."
Tie Yunshan sneered, "But I am not an unknown person flying arrows under the moon, let alone Brother Hong here."
Flying arrows to Tieyun Mountain under the moon is exactly his martial name.
"If you and I take action, we have a great chance." Hong Yuanwu nodded slightly.
Not only the Cao Gang is looking for the mysterious swordsman, but the imperial court is also looking for him.
Tie Yunshan nodded slightly, and then said: "I came to Yuzhou this time for three purposes. I also ask Brother Hong to help me."
"You and I are friends. Needless to say, Hong will naturally help you."
Hong Yuanwu asked: "I don't know what the purpose is?"
"Capture both of them alive."
"Which two?"
"Jiang Sanjia, Mu Xiaoyun."
"Mu Xiaoyun?"
Hong Yuanwu frowned and said in disbelief: "She? Did she make a mistake?"
The Caogang people actually want to arrest Mu Xiaoyun!?
"That's right."
Tie Yunshan was silent for a long time before saying.
...........
The next day, Anjing got up early.
"Madam, didn't you put any medicine in the porridge today?"
An Jing looked at Zhao Qingmei who was busy sorting out the herbs and wondered.
In the past, Zhao Qingmei would add traditional Chinese medicines such as walnuts, lotus seeds, and morinda officinale to her porridge in the morning, but today she didn't. It was just ordinary white rice porridge.
"It's useless if you eat it, it won't be cooked."
Zhao Qingmei raised her head and said calmly.
"Indeed, the taste of those medicines mixed together is a bit weird. This white rice porridge with some pickles tastes amazing." An Ding nodded and continued to talk.
"Then I won't cook porridge anymore."
"Okay, let's change to something else."
Zhao Qingmei glanced at An Jing and walked toward the backyard angrily.
An Jing didn't know what happened, but at this moment the little black boy ran to his feet.
"Little one, it has only been two days and it has become mellower." An Jing stretched out his hand to rub the little black boy's body.
"Uh...woof!"
When the little black boy heard what An Jing said, he ran away in a hurry.
"You little thing! I fed you until you were black and fat for nothing."
The afternoon was very pleasant. Under the shade of thick green trees, the ancient houses in Wuwa in the south of the Yangtze River had slightly mottled and gray white walls. Facing the small bridge that had remained unchanged for a long time, the flowing water had thousands of golden willows rippling with soft shadows. The oriole's chirped in the trees.
The tented boats passed by.
The shadows of boats floated on the Yuzhou River, and the water surface was filled with sparkling golden light.
An Jing picked up the cigarette pouch and the small bench on the wall and planned to go to the teahouse next door to listen to books and drink tea.
Before I even reached the door, I was told by the teahouse worker that Zhou Xianming was not here.
"What happened to Mr. Zhou this week?"
An Jing secretly felt strange: "It's rare that I haven't been to the teahouse for three consecutive days. Logically speaking, the cold should be gone. Could it be that something happened?"
"Wow!"
The book on the ground emits a golden light, and a new prompt appears.
An Jingming's heart suddenly moved, and his thoughts fell into the Book of Earth.
"Tip: Zhou Xianming may have unknown opportunities."