Eatment 33: The blue river is clear and shallow, and there are a few 4

There are more than a dozen villages under the Blue Mountain, the largest of which are their Futian Village and the Baisuo Village in the south. When Mijialuo's grandfather was still as old as him, the two villages fought for the ownership of a well. Later, Baisuo Village carved the well into its sphere of influence by virtue of a large number of people, but Futianzhai did not stop, dozens Over the years, the two villages have been constantly intertling with each other, and even some neighboring villages have been involved.

The original Lord Jiao seems to be the imperial envoy who came to appease the hearts of the people in the frontier. His grandfather has exhausted his life in order to annex Baisuzhai. Now that his father has come to help, he will naturally not let go of this good opportunity. On the one hand, he actively seeks medicine for him and promises that as long as he destroys Baisuzhai, he will obey the Central Plains Dynasty.

Although Megara is an iron-blooded man who grew up as a fighter, he only likes to fight with beasts and does not like to hurt people. He will never do anything unless he is bullied by others. He did not understand and did not want to participate in the unforgettable revenge of his grandfather and father.

He didn't tell his father about meeting the beautiful girl in the bamboo building, let alone tell him that the jade silkworm was the poison she had cultivated for many years, and she gave it to him because she loved him.

Although he was separated for only three or five days, he couldn't help missing for a moment. He just wanted to marry the girl home immediately when he sent the Lord Jiao away.

"A Zi, wait for me for a few days. I'll come to see you as soon as I have a chance."

Holding the earrings of his lover in his hand, Megara looked at the depths of the Blue Mountains.

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Wei Tanyi picked up the little girl horizontally, easily jumped on the cliff, and went up to the bamboo building.

There is a wide terrace in front of the bamboo building, and the bamboo poles have long been yellow and black. Through the terrace was a two-story bamboo building. Wei Tanyi entered the door with the little girl in his arms.

The bamboo door closed quietly, and then a shadow jumped on the cliff behind it and rolled behind the water tank outside the house - it was not Han Ruxu and who it was. Although Wei Tanyi denied that he had made trouble with it, he still didn't believe it, so he found the way to go directly from the mountain to the bamboo tower under the pretext of foraging. Although there was only one rattan, it was enough for him.

After confirming that he did not disturb the people in the room, Han Ruqi came to the terrace to look and found that Wei Tanyi and the little girl were no longer downstairs. He couldn't help sneering and said that he was really waiting for him to leave. So he quietly approached the house and listened to the wall to eavesdrop.

There should be three people in the room, but only two people are talking, and the white tiger roars from time to time. Han Ruqi held his breath and tried to distinguish their words.

"The prince has given up, why bother you..." This is the voice of an old lady.

"This has nothing to do with the prince, it's just that I want to do it. It has nothing to do with the wishes of father and brother. This is the voice of Wei Tanyi. Because he is familiar with it, most of the words can be heard clearly.

The old lady seemed to sigh and said, "But what are you doing now? Are you really not afraid of being devoured when you keep such a dangerous guy around you? This is about quenching. Her strength was somewhat experienced by herself at the beginning, but since Wei Tanyi can make her look at the store obediently, it proves that her strength is still above her.

"It's just that I won't do it for the time being. When necessary, I can still do it." Wei Tanyi's voice is very cold, and even on this hot summer night, it can make people shudder.

"I hope you can really be ruthless." The old lady sighed again.

Then there was silence. Han Ruxu was wondering what they were doing. Suddenly, he heard a deafening tiger roar in his ear, which almost shocked him.

When the bamboo door opened, the white tiger first came out and grinned to show his disdain for listening to the wall. Lord Han can come up by himself. It's really good, but why do you want to eavesdrop outside? Wei Tanyi looked at him with gloating.

Han Ruqi got up from the ground with a black face and got into the door.

For some reason, the little girl is not in the room. There is a low bamboo bed in the depths of the spacious room, with a small man wearing a veil sitting on it. It should be the old lady who just spoke, the prophet they are looking for.

"Lord Han, please sit down." The man opened his mouth in the same tone as before.

After the two sat down, the white tiger rubbed against the feet of Wei Tanyi, put his head on his lap, let him smooth his hair, narrowed his eyes comfortablely, and snored from time to time. The prophet filled the cigarette in his hand with tobacco, lit the candle and took a sip - even so, Han Ruqi still couldn't see her face. She must have lived for hundreds of years, and the skin on her face was wrinkled, which would scare the guests!

"Lord Han, don't worry. The lost wallet is now in the government office of Yushu, and Lord Han can get it back when he goes back." The prophet said with a smile. Somehow, the laughter seemed a little sharp in the dryness. Han Ruqi looked at her and always felt that something was very abnormal about her, but she could not say it clearly.

Wei Tanyi seemed to have solved his own problem. He only lowered his head for the white tiger to smooth his hair. Obviously, he met for the first time, but this person and the tiger seemed to be very intimate. Even if occasionally Wei Tanyi played a prank to lift his lips, it would not bite off a few fingers of this guy. Han Ruqi was very jealous. Why is Bai Hu Be so fierce to yourself.

The prophet smoked a bag of cigarettes, drank some water, and then asked, "Lord Han is here for the affairs of the Central Plains Emperor, right?"

"Eh, yes." Thinking that she is a prophet, it is not surprising why she knows her intention.

The prophet hummed sully and said, "Go back and tell him that what is fake is fake and will never be true. Even if it is true on the surface, it is still fake in the inside."

Han Ruxu was confused: "What's true or false?"

"Isn't Lord Han going to ask the number of Daji's anger? He will understand if he answers him like this. As for you, you don't need to understand. Just paraphrase it according to the old man's words.

The room fell silent again. Han Ruqi leaned against the pillar behind him uncomily, looking back and forth between the two people. What the prophet said is true or false. I don't know if it is about the prince. On the painting that day, Song Jing admitted that he had not been the original Song Jing for a long time, but did not say who he was. If he became the emperor in the future, it would be the Daji Dynasty in fact changed his surname. This is probably false.

But if this is the explanation, if he knows Song Jing's identity, the prophet should be able to calculate it. - Or she is actually a liar and knows that she lost money and came with orders. Maybe it was Wei Tanyi who told her in advance? That's what the so-called chaos is like.

"I take the liberty of the younger generation. Can you ask me something?" As long as you ask something, I will answer. Please guess what I want to ask. If there is no answer to such a question, she will definitely show her feet. Han Ruqi thought proudly and inadvertently glanced at Wei Tanyi beside him. He found that he didn't know when he stopped touching the white tiger's hand and looked at himself fixedly. His eyes were unprecedentedly horrible.

The prophet laughed and said, "Lord Han wants the old man to guess what you are going to ask, right?"

"...I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter. It's the first time I've seen such an interesting young man who has lived for hundreds of years." I don't know if there are teeth falling out. What the prophet said is always a little vague. "Lord Han is also related to the old body. There is something inexplicable, but it doesn't matter. As long as it has nothing to do with heaven, the old body can answer you. . "

Some origin? Where does this start? Han Ruxu was really stunned and couldn't figure out what she had to do with this prophet.

"Then... the younger generation will ask himself how much Yangshou is." I didn't intend to ask.

The prophet smiled again and didn't answer quickly. Instead, he asked Wei Tanyi first, "What do you think, Master Wei?"

Wei Tanyi glanced at him coldly and said, "It is said that the disaster has been left for thousands of years. Lord Han may live for a thousand years."

"Ha ha ha... Did Lord Han hear you? That's what the old man wants to say." Despite Han Ruxu's expression that he couldn't wait to jump up and beat people, the prophet said leisurely.

Han Ruqi's face turned pale, and his tone was fierce: "That's really auspicious."