Master Li smiled but didn't say anything, but actually wanted to kick the young man's face.

The young man's smile was so tempting... Well, it was a bit like Li Ruyu's mean smile.

Li Ruyu has thin lips, and she is like this when she smiles.

Zhao Changyi leaned his head and stared at Sun Wanhumer's body. His tone was very strange, as if he was saying to Sun Wanhumer, "You said that this poor and remote mountain, why do you want to wear a yellow robe? It's fine, are you embroidered with a long snake on the yellow robe? Are you trying to die?"

Zhu Qi stood up, pressed the knife and looked at Master Li, "Does the Master know that this is a rebellion!"

Knowing but not rewarding will also be regarded as a rioter.

Master Li smiled disdainful, and looked proud, not afraid of Zhu Qi's threat at all, "so he died."

Zhao Changyi pulled Zhu Qi and signaled not to be anxious. He turned around and smiled, "I don't know where the villagers have gone, and no one has come to collect the bodies."

Master Li thought about it and said nothing, "I'm busy."

This is nonsense.

In fact, I didn’t want the people from the Fushimen in Beizhen to find Li Ruyu, but I think it was wishful thinking. When the people from the Fushimen in Beizhen came to Fanmian Village, how could they not contact Li Ruyu who killed Sun’s widower?

The Master was very worried.

If the Fanmian Villager lets go, the two of them will know that Li Ruyu has been struck by lightning four times without death, things will become extremely difficult.

It's just a bit strange. It is said that the Beizhen Fufu Department is responsible for detectives, arresting, and killing "Yi Ren". It is definitely not because Sun Jiefu's founding of the country and becoming emperor. If he came to the "Yi Ren", it would be a bit unreasonable.

To capture and kill "Yi Ren", the Beizhen Fushi was very cautious, with at least dozens of cavalry per operation.

Today there are only two people.

Zhao Changyi said oh, looking at the Master with a knife hidden in his smile, "Does the Master know that there is a man named Ermengzi in Fanmian Village?"

Master Li's heart was thrilled. Why did he suddenly mention the second slut and nod, "There is such a person, but he has been missing for a while."

Zhao Changyi sneered meaningfully, "Missing?"

He immediately said in a deep voice: "He was dead, and he was cut to death and threw his body into Qingliujiang!"

After saying that, he kept staring at Master Li, trying to see some clues from his expression, but was a little disappointed. The Master in White, who looked like a banished immortal, was surprised when he heard this, and had a very normal reaction.

Master Li finally understood that the two people in the Beizhen Fushi were mainly young people.

Zhu Qi is just an escort.

Seeing that there was nothing to ask from Master, Zhao Changyi waved his hand, "If it's okay, please come back, and find someone to take the corpse away." He kicked Sun Jiefu's body, then looked at the "palace" and remained silent.

Master Li snorted coldly, "Do you love to collect?" He turned around and left.

Instruct me to think about beauty.

You are just a clerk from the North Town Fushi, just take yourself too seriously.

Zhao Changyi was choked and stared at the Master's back for a long time. He actually endured it and said to Zhu Qi: "A thing happened here. The small yard was newly built for a while and it was incompatible with other houses in the village. Zhu Qi, go and ask someone."

Call him by his name directly.

Zhu Qi did not rely on his superiors’ awareness at all and bowed respectfully, "Let's go."

In the remote mountainous areas, such a shabby yard was built, and another "Yi Ren" was struck by lightning. And this "Yi Ren" was wearing a yellow robe with a long rust snake. Could it be that someone founded the country and proclaimed himself emperor?

This was a coincidence, and I could not steal the business of the Nanzhen Fushi.

The small village people have already had a luxurious "palace" in Da'an. In Zhao Changyi's eyes, it is just a cold yard. If it weren't for the contrast between it and the four sides, Zhao Changyi wouldn't have looked at it more.

This kind of yard is only owned by ordinary people in the capital.

Nothing can be applied at all.

Zhu Qi went to inquire about the situation, but Zhao Changyi was not idle either. He walked comfortably in front of and behind the house, smelling the damp earthy smell, or the pungent smell of chicken and duck feces, listening to the cries of cattle and sheep and the humming sounds of fat pigs in the pen.

Zhao Changyi enjoyed it very much.

It seems that at this moment, the person walking is no longer Zhao Changyi, a young man with a rich and wealthy family, but a wanderer who grew up in the countryside, who returns home to smell the old taste.

Walking through the lotus pond, Zhao Changyi picked up a withered lotus leaf.

Put it in the palm of your hand and smell it, murmured softly, "I haven't eaten lotus leaf rice for many years..."

Rub your hands, withered lotus leaves break inch, and wave your hands and sprinkle them.

Not far away, I saw a woman coming towards me, holding a red cloth package in one hand and a little loli with the other. She was not as gentle as a woman. She stepped apart and ran wildly, her hair was flying in the cold wind. She heard the little loli's rapid voice, "Mom, hurry up, Brother Yu has shed a lot of blood."

The woman was silent and rushed to the road.

When he came close, he saw the woman looking anxious and the little loli still had tears on her face.

Zhao Changyi was stunned.

I stared at Aunt Zhou's face... This face seemed familiar, and I always felt like someone in Beijing that I disliked.

I immediately laughed at myself, I was used to being bullied, and I was full of war?

Aunt Zhou has been to Fanmian Village for many years. Although she is more elegant than women such as Widow Wang, she can only be considered a rural woman. If she runs like this in normal times and is seen by the villagers, she will not slow down.

A foolish woman in the countryside, who would deliberately create the elegance of an official woman?

But for some reason, when I saw the strange young man standing aside with a sword on his waist wearing a gorgeous robe, Aunt Zhou felt a long-lost shyness in her heart.

Women should behave politely.

I couldn't help but slow down.

Zhao Changyi looked at Aunt Zhou, and her eyes fell inadvertently. When she saw Xiaoxiao, her eyes suddenly lit up, revealing a light that had never been seen before, and she was full of energy.

The first meeting was amazing.

Just like the long-thirsty person hears the sound of spring water at the turn of the road ahead.

Zhao Changyi heard his heartbeat.

There was only the stunning face with tears in my eyes.

Innocenceless and flawless.

The smile on his face seemed very gentle, like the spring breeze blowing on the tree.

Xiaoxiao was stared at and was very nervous, so she lowered her head and urged Aunt Zhou to leave quickly.

After the mother and daughter left, Zhao Changyi fell into deep thought.

The little lady is indeed very similar to someone in Beijing.

However, it was just like that, if it were really the great man, how could he live in such a remote mountain village?

Zhao Changyi continued to walk.

At this moment, the pale sun finally emerged from the top of the mountain. The white sunlight hit the body, and it felt a little warm. After walking for another half an hour, we arrived at the east entrance of the village.

A shed was built under a few large locust trees with a trunk as the basis.

At this moment, an elderly couple was sitting in front of the shed, basking in the sun, and the man was lying on the chair half-dead, squinting his eyes at the distant mountains, and humming little songs in his mouth.

The woman sat upright with a needle and thread basket next to her, and her eyes were almost nailed to the worn clothes on her hands.

The eyes are presbyopia.

Zhao Changyi felt a little throbbing.

I remembered for no reason that there were also people who were octogenarians like this. Men were drinking and humming songs, while women were sewing clothes and scolding naughty boys. They would also secretly give themselves some candy they bought from the market.

That was the most delicious food I've ever eaten in my life.

Many years later, I am still in my dream.

Zhao Changyi suddenly felt a little sad. When I was rich and prosperous in Beijing, you two old men had already returned home.

After a moment of stunned look around, I felt quite strange.

Although the village is poor, there are no people living in shacks. The worst house is also three blue bricks and mud tiles. Why did this pair of octogenarians fall into this place without neighbors to build shacks?

Zhao Changyi stepped forward and saluted, "I'll bother the two old men."

The two old men were the parents of the second gangster. After Sun Widower occupied the old house, he asked Zhao Ergou and the others to build a shack here.

The two of them did not cry with grief and regret, and they had many storms in their lives.

After decades of Fanmian Village, they have seen through so many things. The two of them have long been numb, endured all kinds of hardships and hardships, and have fun in the suffering.

Therefore, life is still leisurely.

Why should people who are about to die pay too much attention to external affairs?
Chapter completed!