Nightfall

Looking at the situation of the clan, the people know that what they fear the most is still happening after all, looking at the mud on their bodies, smelling the smell, thinking about what might happen, fear and grievances are woven in their hearts, tears stop Flowing down continuously, watching the patriarch tremble and said, "What's wrong with this?"

The strong man looked at her angrily and snarled: "You put a man from a foreign country in the house and dare to ask us what's wrong? You, a **** who doesn't keep your way, just makes the whole family mén"

Fù people bowed their heads in silence, panicking and wondering how to speak. Although she wanted to argue that nothing had happened between her and the man in the foreign country, she knew that the tribe could not believe it, and more importantly, she was very clear I really don't keep my word, I really want to do something with that foreign man.

The patriarch coughed lightly to stop the villagers from smashing around. He walked to the front of the person, looked at her slightly lowered head, and glanced at her plump ōng preserved with a sigh: "Lin Zi Ah, even though you are a Chinese with a lunar calendar, but after you marry our village, can we treat you badly? "

Fù people lowered their heads, trembling and begging for pity: "All these years have been taken care of by the four lords and the people."

The patriarch faced a sudden chill and said: "After Brother Cheng's death, I will let you remarry, and you refuse to marry, saying you want to keep the festival for Brother Cheng, then we will depend on you, but what is this to you now?"

When the people heard this, they looked up and looked at the former grand sigh, thinking sadly, the patriarch you want me to remarry your son, how can this be done? Cheng Gecai yào fell to the cliff and died. He was by his side, who knew what had happened.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoshu came out of the house.

The villagers watched that the man from the foreign country didn't run away, and dared to appear in front of him. He was even more angry. With a **** in his hand, he prepared to step forward and kill him.

The patriarch's master stopped the people strangely.

Chao Xiaoshu had been listening in the house for a moment, and looking at the situation in the field, he knew what had happened. In Changan. He knew that the Dahe national traditions were in keeping with the old traditions, especially the status of the fù people in the rural villages and villages was extremely low, but he did not expect to cause such a wind bō.

He went to the patriarch and explained a few words very sincerely.

The patriarch shook his head without expression, and said, "This matter involves the reputation of my clan. How can you let go of such shameless fù people at will?"

Chao Xiaoshu said calmly: "If I really have feelings with her, the patriarch would have to cure my sin."

The patriarch looked at him and said after a moment of silence: "I know you are a Chinese, so as long as you apologize for the loss. You can leave with a piece of money for compensation."

He glanced at Xiaoshu with a shivering fù and asked, "So what are you going to do with her?"

The patriarch had not yet spoken, and the strong man said fiercely: "Dip the pig cage!"

The three characters of dipping pig cages seem to be strange to these villagers. They shouted through the small courtyard, and they all cried out to dunk the pig cages. After stripping off his clothes, he beat the board first.

Look around the small tree. Looking at the greedy gods in the eyes of the men, looking at their distorted faces with excitement, and whispering, "This class seems to kill."

The small courtyard under the big banyan tree was suddenly quiet.

The tribe people seemed to feel that they had heard something, but some did not believe what they had heard. The patriarch's face suddenly yīn sink, watching Chao Xiaoshu prepare to say something.

However, before he opened his mouth, he turned to Xiaoshu and looked at the fù people. He asked gently: "You can't kill these people?"

The person's body is slightly stiff, and he wakes up after a while.

She was already desperate. However, at this moment, looking at Chao Xiaoshu's gentle expression, he felt as if he hoped to return to his body.

She looked at those abominable tribes, her body suddenly shivered violently, and wept, "I am not a person in this village, I am a person in the forest of the Lunar Kingdom, I was sold here by a trafficker, I The husband is dead. They want me to marry the patriarch ’s son, I do n’t want to marry, I do n’t want to marry ... "

She never said these words to outsiders, because there were no outsiders in this remote village, and no one believed her. Even if you believe, no one dares to sympathize with her.

So she wanted to know the story outside. Want to have a story with the outside world.

At this moment she finally shouted out these words because she wanted to live.

"Just kill it."

Zhao Xiaoshu looked at the people in the courtyard and asked, "Which killed?"

The man pointed at the white-haired patriarch and the strong man, and said with a trembling, "This is the most **** to father and son."

Two steps forward towards Xiaoshu.

The people in the courtyard raised the **** iron fork in their hands and tried to beat him.

The fence was trampled by these people.

Picked up a piece of bamboo towards the small tree.

Then he waved twice.

The head of the patriarch and the head of the strong man flew up.

The tribe stared at this scene suddenly, and their faces suddenly turned pale. Someone yelled, and everyone ran away like crazy, and no one cared about the two bodies that fell on the fence wall.

"It's killing!"

"Go to the official!"

A horrified and desperate cry cried out in the village. It shocked the fish in the pond, disturbed the birds in the banyan tree, and shattered the peace and rules that had lasted for thousands of years.

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The headless body of the patriarch's father and son was still lying in the humble courtyard.

The face is pale and the body trembles slightly, but the gloss in the eyes is brighter than in the past ten years.

Zhao Xiaoshu looked at her and asked, "Is there any attachment to this village and this yard?"

The man shook his head and muttered, "How could there be."

Zhao Xiaoshu said: "Then let me go."

The man looked at his eyes in surprise, full of surprise, and said nervously: "Okay."

She was nervous, so she didn't ask him where he was going, she was going to follow him, as long as she could leave the village, where would he go. She is willing to follow wherever she goes.

However, at this time, Chao Xiaoshu suddenly fell silent, frowning slightly, as if hesitating, some words should not be spoken at this time.

The fù person was slightly stiff, and said bitterly after a moment of silence: "Yeah, I am an shameless, non-fashionable nv person. Where can I take it home? You still give me some silver coins, and I live to myself. I still want to ask you for money, but I do n’t want to be smirked by you. "

Zhao Xiaoshu looked at her and said, "I will only give a nv person money."

Fù's face was pale, and he said sadly: "It turns out that this is a pity that although I am a widow who does not keep my way, I want to give you my body, but it is unwilling to rely on my body to earn your money.

Zhao Xiaoshu looked at her eyes quietly and said gently: "You misunderstood. I mean I will only give my wife home, but I don't know if you want to take it home."

It took a long time for people to wake up.

She róu closed her eyes and wanted to cry, but felt a little embarrassed.

Zhao Xiaoshu looked at her with a smile, walked into the house to pick up her luggage, and then walked into the small courtyard, looking at the fù people who were still in a daze. Say: "Let's go."

The man took the suitcase in his hand.

The two left.

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Ning Que has been thinking about three things.

The first thing is. Why is the ascetic monk Dao stone able to find himself accurately in the city of Chang'an? Is there anyone behind this matter? The second thing is, if there is a shadow of the temple ruling division after Jiange's provocation to the academy and the capture of Chao Xiaoshu's sword, then where would Chao Xiaoshu not be in Jiange? The third thing is how to respond to the request to take Sang Sang from the Xiling Temple.

The latter two things are related to the Xiling Temple. Thinking of Cheng Lixue's attitude towards the ruling division, he felt that he should still go to Nan Mén to watch, at least to inquire about something.

The celestial oracle is now staying in the South Mén view, negotiating with big figures of this status. First, of course, we must unify our own opinions, so that we can refer to it as a fist.

"Nv children must have some ideals in life. You look at Dao Chi, her ideal is very simple, that is, you want to go to the end of the long cultivation path, and then you look at other people, Stuart Ylang, just to become the most amazing in the history of Datang General nv. Even Tang Xiaotang ’s little boy wants to be the most powerful nv in the world. "

Ning Que stood thinking behind Sang Sang, Sang Sang crouched by the well, devoted to pickling the little yellow croaker, and did not like to take care of him at all. I don't want to discuss this matter with him.

"There is an ideal to pursue, and there is a pursuit of life to enrich. The nv people without ideals will eventually become godless fisheye beads and a salted fish that cannot be turned over."

Ning Que looked at her thin back and sighed, "I naturally don't want you to leave, but since you have the ability, it is too much to consume in the rice, oil and salt every day. It's too a pity that I'm afraid to wait for you to get old in the future. , Afraid of the current choice after the meeting. "

Sang Sang placed the pickled fish in a bamboo basket, washed his hands in the cool well water, turned to look at him and said, "I thought about this matter carefully, but still don't want to go to Xiling."

Ning Que asked: "Why?"

Sang Sang said seriously: "It's still the old question. Who will cook and wash your feet after I leave?"

Ning Que said: "This is indeed a more troublesome problem. It is simple to find a few more hoops. The problem is that I'm always uncomfortable when I sleep."

After a while, he shook his head and said with emotion: "But it's impossible for Xiling Temple to lose the bright priest since then because no one cooks, rinses feet, or sleeps well. I want to go to the history books, I will definitely be dug to expose the dead body. "

That night, the two masters and servants had an extremely in-depth conversation on this matter, and had been talking about late at night before reaching a preliminary conclusion, and fell asleep tiredly.

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Early the next morning ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Ning Que and Sang Sang were finished with fresh food and finished their breakfast. They were preparing to go to South Mén to see the priest oracle, suddenly listening to the sound of ritual and music faintly spreading away from the shop.

The sound of Zhongzheng's peaceful ritual music gradually approached Lin 47 Lane from a distance. Wherever it sounded, there was noisy talk and then absolute peace.

Ning Que was a little surprised. He pushed away the shop of Lao Bi Zhai and looked towards the alley. I saw the fresh huā petals waving all over the sky, the music was soft, and a **** was slowly coming under the solemn ceremonial guard.

The oracle is coming.

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(Nima ’s chapter was finished in only one hour. Sure enough, I still love to write this kind of rural thunder literature, starting with Yingxiu? Chapter 3 strives to come out before twelve o'clock.) (Unfinished to be continued. If you like For this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (.) To vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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