Wei Yangmou

As expected by Liu Che, Xu Bushi didn't dare to throw away these sons and brothers just like that, even at dawn the next day he brought a group of corpse slaves to find them.

At this time, the son and brother who had been trapped for two days and one night had already fallen asleep. Under the hunger and cold, they were always a little drowsy. Even though they heard the movement, they did not react.

Stamped out the fire, in his hand were the long swords that were collected from those young masters, but most of these things were flashy, and it would be good to wear them on the waist as a decoration, if they were really used as weapons, they would probably not last long It was about to be broken by the impact.

Apparently he also heard the movement, and he withdrew from the cultivation, his face was not very good-looking, thinking that his cultivation had gone wrong, and was about to ask a question, but the other party suddenly stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

He opened his mouth, his mind suddenly blurred, he couldn't help but raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, and grabbed his wrist: "What's wrong?"

He frowned, feeling inexplicably flustered, but when he looked at it, he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a moment.

"Hey, brother Liu, it's so early today to call it a day."

Startled, Brother Liu...

Looking back, he replied: "My wife is not feeling well, I'll go back early today, I have to go to the town to buy some pork and come back to feed him."

The person who spoke laughed: "Brother Liu really loves me."

He stopped talking, and pushed forward: "Go back quickly and rest, the work is left, and I can finish it tomorrow."

He opened his mouth, and the words he said were a little strange to himself: "How can I do that, I have rented a lot of land this year..."

While talking, the two had already reached the door, and pushed him inside: "Go ahead and rest, wait for me to come back and cook."

Looking at the door, although it was very simple, and even the door panel was cracked, he felt very familiar and satisfied. He entered the yard and ordered: "Then I will cook the porridge first."

Squeeze his face: "Go to bed and lie down."

I had no choice but to agree, seeing him wearing a coarse cloth bunt, but still very handsome and extravagant, I couldn't help being a little crazy.

The aunt next door laughed: "Boy of the Han family, you are really lucky. Who would have thought that picking up a fool would turn out to be so capable. With your body, he doesn't dislike you."

He was unhappy in his heart, how could he despise himself, but what he said surprised him again, he heard himself say: "Yes, it would be great if I could give him a child."

The aunt laughed: "Although it's more difficult, it's not impossible, you try more, anyway, that kid is capable, you still have energy left when you come back every day, what are you saving for?!"

His cheeks were flushed, and he quickly retreated into the yard, and hearty chatter and laughter came from outside.

After touching his face and stomach, a thought popped into his mind, if he could give birth to a child...

But how could he have children?

His head was a little knotted, and he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while, but the more he thought about it, the more ridiculous he felt, why couldn't he have children?

He entered the yard in a daze, there was a pile of chopped firewood on the corner of the wall, and there was a big stove next to it. The yard was not small, but half of it was planted with vegetables and cucumbers, and it didn't look empty.

There are only two rooms in this yard, one is the main room and the other is the bedroom. When I opened the door, I saw some messy gadgets in the main room, probably doing something before leaving.

Obviously he was born in the family of Zhongming Dingshi, and he was born in rich clothes and fine food. He has never been to this kind of place, but now he feels that he is familiar with everything, even more familiar than Chang'an's Wangfu and Hanfu. He pushed the door in the inner room. Open the door, he thinks there should be a big bed inside, with blue curtains, and a simple cage.

The door was opened, as expected, looked at the somewhat gray bedding, frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to pat it.

The voice suddenly sounded outside, he was stunned, and hurried out, only to see that he was talking to the girls in the village, the leader was only as old as Ji, but already had a beautiful face, quite charming.

The other party was watching with a smile on his face: "Brother Liu, are you coming to my house for dinner? My father made a robe on the mountain, and it's already stewed."

Shaking his head, he shook the pork: "I have to go back and cook."

The girl pursed her mouth in dissatisfaction: "What's the big deal, why don't you bring him back after eating, my family doesn't lack that bowl of meat."

Still shaking his head, his voice sounded much softer: "He can't eat alone."

The girl bit her lip, showing grievance on her face, the surroundings burst into laughter, and the man who spoke to them first laughed loudly: "I said Brother Liu loves others, but some people don't believe it!"

The aunt next door also said: "Boy Liu is back, go and see your wife, he doesn't look good, is he tired? You said he just wants to be strong, and you want to rush to do the work you can do."

Responded: "I'll go and have a look."

I saw him enter the courtyard through the window, and then I stuck my head out to talk to the aunt next door: "What my aunt said is that I won't let him go out tomorrow, I cut two pieces of cloth, please ask my aunt to make him a dress. "

The aunt laughed, and agreed again and again, and the girl who was blocking him to take him home for dinner stomped away.

He didn't care, he closed the door and entered the yard.The other party stood in front of the window and looked at him as if he knew it, raised his head and smiled at him, and said softly, "Why don't you rest?"

The more affectionate and intimate tone just now warmed his heart slightly, he opened the window and looked at him: "Why did you buy chicken?"

It was a live chicken, which was still clucking when it was held in his hand. Looking at him, and then at the chicken in his hand, he found that this man, even with such an image, still made him unable to control himself.

Cut the neck of the chicken and put it on the pot to let the blood out, then added water to the stove, lit the fire, and said: "The pot was on the way, he killed a lot of game, I gave him pork."

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Startled, I thought, that man is not only good at fighting, but also good at hunting...

But how did I know that he would fight?

A little confused, he moved a stool and sat under the eaves while watching the fire and boiling water, while gossiping with him, always with a faint smile, which made his sharp and heroic face a little more gentle, more I can't take my eyes off me.

He couldn't help saying: "I always feel that you shouldn't be like this..."

Looking up at him, the smile on the corner of his mouth widened a bit: "Oh? Then what should I look like?"

Opening his mouth, he said without hesitation: "Ascend to the Ninth Five-Year Plan, look down on the world!"

As soon as he spoke, his eyes flashed, the man in rough linen was chapped in front of his eyes, the pupils of his eyes shrank, he stood up and wanted to run towards him, but his feet suddenly stepped on the ground, and he fell headlong.

He broke out in a cold sweat, and when he opened his eyes to look again, he saw that the surrounding area was dark, the wind was howling, and the surrounding area was even more deserted. He could still see the corner of the thatched pavilion, which was clearly the mountain where they stayed before.And he was being hung under the cliff, with the abyss beneath his feet.

Called him from above, looked up, only to find that the person who was pulling him was the person with amazing physical strength, so he lifted him up.

At this time, I realized that my body was covered with blood, and there was a hole on my shoulder that was spitting out blood. Subconsciously, I wanted to block it with my hand, so I held his hand, tapped my right chest twice, and comforted him: "It's okay... ..."

Getting close to him and letting him lean on her was not polite, and she was obviously tired.

"I just fell into an illusion..."

"Me too, if I didn't wake up in time, I'm afraid I would have to confess here."

Only then did I realize how dangerous they were just now, and couldn't help being afraid for a while, and hugged his waist vigorously: "But where else was injured?"

Shaking his head, he smiled inexplicably: "This time, we owe that little thing one time."

Following his gaze, he realized that everyone in the thatched pavilion had long since disappeared, only one Cao Duan was still nesting in the corner, and there were three or four severed arms at his feet. Look at those very muscular muscles. , It should be that Cheng didn't know it.

But, how could the opponent have so many arms? !

"That thing is a monster."

Cao Duan said weakly, probably aware of his doubts, he kicked the broken arm next to his foot: "This thing can grow back after being cut off."

His gaze was a bit complicated, he couldn't figure out what Cao Duan meant for a while, if it was because he was not used to the way of corpses and the imperial court, but when they met for the first time, he was acting as a minion for a tiger, and even tried to assassinate himself.

If it is to maintain the orthodoxy, Qin Wang destroys the thieves, but at this time, he is acting like this, a look of surrender, which is really unpredictable.

"I, I didn't want to help you, I just left a way out for the Cao family. For example, if you really succeed in the future, just don't kill them all..."

Frowning: "Even if you look at the princess's face, His Highness will not treat the Cao family like that. You can be more false about what you said."

Cao Duan was choked, silent for a moment, and resentfully said: "Actually... I think the emperor may be under control. These people are too scary. Every family in Chang'an's rich and powerful has such a person guarding him. It's like a guard. In Chang'an now, It looks like a tomb of the dead, there is no one talking loudly on the road, I... I don't want to go back..."

He snorted: "One yard is worth one yard, and the account you plotted has not yet been settled."

Cao Duan pointed to his chest—the rib was still broken, and said in disbelief, "That's not counting?!"

Interrupted him: "You said the emperor is under control?"

Cao Duan's face turned pale, and his voice subconsciously lowered a lot: "You have seen the punishment that happened a few days ago. I have never seen such a big thunderbolt when I grow up."

I took a look and thought, I haven't seen it either.

Cao Duan didn't notice his small movements, and continued: "That proposal was actually put forward at the court meeting. All the ministers were in an uproar, and the emperor naturally refused to agree. That's strange...these people didn't say anything, but the next day the emperor said something. He changed his words, and the dignitaries in the court didn't object anymore. If it wasn't for..."