Chapter 61 Zhenshangang!

Song Yi and Tang Feng communicated for a while. The heart of this 14-year-old boy, who was originally taken hostage by the looting, made Song Yi a little happy.

Tang Feng does not have the bad habits of the children of an ordinary family. Although the tone and demeanor between his words are too idealistic, in Song Yi's view, he is a son of a chivalrous family.

After dark, in the Qingmu Village, which had experienced a bloody battle and turned into ruins, a bonfire ignited and the bright moon was in the sky.

Although there is still a faint smell of blood type in the cottage after cleaning, the blood stains and corpses on the ground have been disposed of. A group of people who rebuilt their homes here set up a big pot borrowed from the village at the foot of the mountain in the original square. The pot was stewed with the soil that Tang Feng paid money to buy from the villagers' homes. Duck and bacon.

There are not too many cooking skills and tricks, but the villagers in the mountains naturally have their own methods. Some fresh vegetables picked from nowhere are also thrown into the pot. With some spices and wild vegetables, they actually have an appetizing fragrance.

The faces of these dozen people were reflected by the bonfire, exuding simple and mouth-watering eyes, with undisguised smiles in their eyes. Although it is very hard to build a wooden house, for this group of desperate villagers, after hard work, they can have a full meal, have a bed to sleep, and have a running life... This is hope and happiness.

not far away, Song Yi and Fu Yao sat on two large stone piers, looking at the row of fire lights at the foot of the mountain gradually combining with Tang Feng and others who had been waiting there. It should be the torch held in the hands of the people brought by Tang Long.

"I really can't see that you killed the prince of the city guard." Fu Yao held his chin and looked at Song Yi, staring at Song Yi with a scrutiny look.

"I don't see that you are a martial arts master!" Song Yi smiled faintly and frowned slightly. He was thinking about Qingyan in his heart, thinking that his days of going to Luoyang would be postponed again. He didn't know what it would be like to see Qingyan again.

"Ha ha, in fact, I'm not a real martial arts master. My master is awesome!" Fu Yao said modestly, but her eyes smiled like a crescent moon. Obviously, she likes to listen to others praise her martial arts.

"If I have time, I should really ask you for martial arts. It's a great thing that a man can't beat a woman!" Song Yi said with a slightly helpless face.

"Very proud? What is this..." Fu Yao listened to Song Yi's words and didn't quite understand what 'very embathe' meant.

Only then did Song Yi know that he had lost his words again and had to explain, "It's very embothe... It means it's embarrassing..."

"Oh! Your embarrassment is nothing. The head of the army can't beat me! Ha ha, if you want to learn martial arts from me, I may not be able to teach you. You are so old, it's too late to learn martial arts..." Fu Yao wrinkled his nose and said in an arrogant tone.

When Song Yi heard Fu Yao say that he was old, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He stared his eyes wide and smiled bitterly, "Please, I'm only 18 years old... I'm old..."

"Anyway, I'm old... I have been following my master since I was six years old. My master said that she was a little late when she was only twelve years old, otherwise she would definitely be better than now!" Fu Yao held his chin and said quietly. After saying that, after a while, he suddenly sighed faintly.

"Why did you sigh?" Song Yi asked strangely.

"I miss my master! She went to find the man by herself, and she didn't know if she had found it..." He bent his knees and sat with his chin on. He looked like a little sister next door. At this moment, he looked a little lonely.

"Oh, I often hear you talk about your master. Is your master a man or a woman? How powerful is he? Are you the disciples of some kind of sect?" Song Yi asked curiously that he had never really understood the martial arts of this era.

Fu Yao's eyes looked into the distance and said quietly, "I'm a woman, and my master is naturally a woman!" My master said that our sect is called 'Zhujianzhai'. Each generation will only accept two disciples at most. In the end, one of the two disciples must be expelled from the division. The remaining one will continue to be the leader and then continue to accept disciples to pass on art. My master has only received such a younger brother as me so far. Zi, I don't know if I will accept disciples again."

"What!? Your master still needs an apprentice, or you can beg her. Although I started a little late, maybe I have strange bones, and I can bear hardships... Just accept me as her other disciple. Anyway, if you don't practice well in the future, you can expel me from the teacher!" Song Yi's eyes lit up and said in an excited tone.

Fu Yao glanced at Song Yi and said in a disdainful tone, "I won't help you plead. You owe me a favor and you haven't paid it back yet!" Besides,... I don't know where to find my master now!"

"You just said that your master went to find a man, and what's going on?" Song Yi asked curiously.

"My master said that the smarter the man in the world, the more cunning and tricks he is! However, Master herself liked a man, which was also what the master told me before he went down the mountain. I heard that the man was still the champion in those years, and his martial arts were very good! For so many years, the master has not mentioned him, and I don't know why he suddenly went down the mountain to find him. Master just let me go out of the mountain to exercise for half a year. I can't believe any man's rhetoric... She didn't go back to the mountain until half a year later. She must have gone back at that time!" Fu Yao blinked his eyes and said.

"Could it be that something big happened to that man? Although your master is not with him, he has always cared about him and went down the mountain to help him?" Song Yi guessed and said.

"Impossible... Listening to my master's tone, that man is very powerful. He is good at literature and martial arts. What big things can happen? My master can help!" Fu Yao shook his head and said affirmatively.

"Will that be..."

"Don't guess randomly! The group of people went up the mountain..." Fu Yao interrupted Song Yi's guess, stood up from the stone pier and pointed to the ignition light that flowed along the mountain road towards the mountain.

Song Yi turned his head and looked. Sure enough, it was the Tang family who went up the mountain. Suddenly, his eyes began to meditate slightly.

"Are you really sure that the Tang family will not compete with you for this mountain?" Fu Yao asked with a trace of doubt. Although the city is not deep, she also knows that the people of the Tang family have killed and injured some people in this battle and paid so much. There is no reason for Tang Jiazhuang to give this downcast to a person wanted by the government like Song Yi.

"Of course!" Song Yi said affirmatively, and then stood up and walked towards the intersection of the mountain.

"Brother Song, where are you going? The meal will start soon..." Niu Erhu saw Song Yi walking from his side towards another place, and immediately asked eagerly.

"Yes! The meal is coming soon!" Niu Mang smelled the fragrant smell in the pot and swallowed his saliva and said to Song Yi.

"You can eat first. I have something to do there." Song Yi smiled and said.

Song Yi did not tell this group of villagers that this group of villagers would naturally not think so far. They would not think that the people of Tangjiazhuang would come to compete with them for this territory. Because in their opinion, in addition to hiding bandits, this bandit nest can only be used to live in people. Naturally, they will not think that if such a cottage is occupied, it will actually have much ** power for Tangjiazhuang, which needs to circulate goods from this road.

"How can this work! Where are you going? Let me go with you. I know this neighborhood... Brother Song, you have a wound on your body. How can we eat it first? Niu Erhu said.

"I'm strong. Just leave me a bowl. I'll go there and say something to the Tang family. After you finish eating, you can have a rest. I'll be busy tomorrow. I still have a lot of things to discuss with you." Song Yi said calmly.

"Then we'll eat together when you come back..." Niu Erhu stretched out his head to look. Sure enough, he saw a flash of ignition on the mountainside and climbing towards the hill.

"How can this work? You have worked hard all day, and you have been hungry for a long time. You can eat first and keep a bowl!" Song Yi said solemnly.

"All right... I'll save you two more bowls!" Niu Erhu smiled naively and no longer argued with Song Yi.

Fu Yao was a little curious about how Song Yi could convince the Tang family, so she also followed Song Yi to the intersection of the mountain.

Tang Feng followed his brother Tang Long with some trembling in his heart, because since Tang Long came, he began to scold Tang Feng for acting too recklessly, and he rushed to the mountain regardless of his comfort. Tang Long has been scolding Tang Feng like this. Without even giving him a chance to talk back, he took more than a dozen people from Tangjiazhuang to go to the mountain. He had to catch up with him in a hurry. Among the dozen people brought by Tang Long, there was also Tang Chuyun, the head of the Tang family's nursing home.

Tang Long's face was serious and he walked without saying a word. Tang Chuyun accompanied him. Just as he was about to walk to the top of the hill, he and Tang Chuyun saw Song Yi standing at the entrance of the hill and was condescending.

His face was calm, and there was even a sure smile.

Tang Long paused his footsteps slightly and looked complicated...