Chapter 331 Banana drizzle

In the green, the fragrance of flowers is fragrant, and the mountain road is tortuous, but it is through the secluded environment.

Sitting in the carriage and listening to the bright laughter of Meng Liang and Jiao Zan outside the car, Yang Yanzhao was silent, and his eyebrows were locked, full of thoughts.

On one side, the wind sat quietly, squeezed her little mouth, and did not dare to make a sound. For fear of disturbing Yang Yanzhao's thoughts, a pair of small hands grasped the green whip tightly. Although it was through the curtain, her big black eyes kept turning and looked out of the car with vigilantly.

"Haha, Brother Yang, the mountain road is difficult. Why don't you put your carriage under the mountain for the time being? How about sending a brother to watch it for you?"

After a long time, the carriage slowed down, and Meng Liang's rough voice came from his ear. Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao had to sigh. These people are bandits. Although they are bold, they are also obedient and violent. For today's plan, they can only have sex with them and choose another opportunity to return.

He pressed down the rush of Guixin, lifted the curtain, whispered, let Cui Ping stop the car, and nodded slightly to Meng Liang, "I followed Brother Meng."

The mountains are green and intoxicating.

Getting out of the carriage, Yang Yanzhao took the hand of the exhaust wind and followed Meng Liang and Jiaozan. He listened to the two of them talking about heaven and earth, and answered a few words from time to time. He should cater to them for the time being.

During this period, Jiao Zan also asked about Yang Yanzhao's family background and teacher. Naturally, the latter could not tell the truth. He said that he was the son of a rich family in Daizhou and liked to dance knives and guns since he was a child. Later, the Liao people invaded and took all his family.

This statement is also reasonable. At least Jiao Zan can't hear any clue. He had this experience. He was born in a rich family and invited a martial artist to learn this pistol method since he was a child. However, later, he made friends with the Ranger and scattered all his wealth and became a bandit on this Bajiao Mountain.

The road faces the sky and eats everywhere.

Jiao Zan said cheerfully, and Meng Liang over there exposed his shortcomings. The two mountain kings were like a bickering urchin for a while, which was also much more lively.

"Haha, Brother Yang, this is a copycat. The whole Bajiao Mountain is our territory!"

After a few simple checkpoints, the group arrived halfway up the mountain. Meng Liang handed the big axe in his hand to the little one beside him, pointed to the rows of wooden houses, and said with great pride.

This was not Yang Yanzhao's first time to go to the mountain. When he was in Fujian, the people of Zhu Li lived in the mountains, which was a little bigger than Meng Liang's stockade, so in his eyes, there was no surprise.

And this calm expression fell into Jiao Zan's eyes, and he couldn't help but feel more about making friends. He immediately ordered his men to clean out of the room, prepare wine and vegetables, and pulled Yang Yanzhao to move forward.

In front is a large wooden house, just like the fragrant hall that all green forest mountains should have. There are three big words 'Zhongyi Hall' hanging on the room, but this word is crooked and makes people dare not dare to praise.

He noticed that Yang Yanzhao was staring at the plaque. Jiao Zan's face was red, and Meng Liang behind him laughed loudly, "Haha, Brother Yang, this is my handwriting of Brother Jiao. He only knows some pen and ink in the whole stockade. How about it? Isn't it outstanding? It's much better than the old scholar at the foot of the mountain!"

Meng Liang's words made Jiao Zan's face more red, while Pai Feng shook his head without mercy and muttered in a low voice, "This word is much worse than my son..."

The talker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

Jiao Zan, who was a little embarrassed, quickly pulled Yang Yanzhao into the room. There were several chairs on the left and right sides of the room, and the top was a foot-long backrest with tiger skin.

It looks very imposing.

"Come on, Brother Yang, sit down!"

Jiao Zan couldn't help pulling Yang Yanzhao to the tiger skin seat. Of course, the latter waved his hand repeatedly. How could he not know the status represented by this position? He had to strongly refuse.

At this time, the careless Meng Liang also saw Jiao Zan's thoughts. He was so bold that he felt very happy because he had just had a deal with Cui Ping, and Yang Yanzhao defeated Jiao Zan in one move. He immediately had a deep plan, so he also pulled Yang Yanzhao to the top.

While the two sides were pulling, the little boy brought the pen and ink, and happened to relieve Yang Yanzhao. He picked up Xiaohao, dipped in ink, and waved his pen down. Suddenly, the three big characters were strong and powerful, and the big characters of the front were jumped out of the white paper.

"Good word."

After all, Jiao Zan is a big-born family with a lot of experience. He immediately praised it, while Meng Liang scratched his head and smiled, "I don't understand this, but I just think that the words written by Brother Yang seem to be engraved on it, which is indeed much better than Brother Jiao's three words."

These words made Jiao Zan feel embarrassed again. He pretended to be angry and said, "Brother, are you talking about your brother? At the beginning, I asked you to go to the foot of the mountain to hire a gentleman to write, but you didn't want to, but now you complain that your brother is not good at learning. It's really annoying.

Like getting a treasure, Meng Liang carefully blew the ink on the paper and said with a simple smile, "My brother doesn't dare to say that Brother Jiao is not. It's really lucky today. When you meet Brother Yang, who is a talented man of both literature and martial arts, you should drink it!"

Soon, the barbecue wine was put up. Because of Yang Yanzhao's persistence, he sat down, while Pai Feng and Cui Ping sat aside with him.

There was an annoyance in his heart, so Yang Yanzhao raised his bowl and drank a few mouthfuls of wine. This heroic move immediately made Meng Liang feel more opportunistic. He couldn't hide his words and said, "Brother Yang, as the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other. Both someone and Brother Jiao think that Brother Yang is very tempered. Why don't it's better to stay on my Bajiao Mountain? Let's eat meat together, drink a big bowl, and live a happy life!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiao Zan put down the chopsticks in his hand and stared at Yang Yanzhao silently. When he saw his face and smile retreated, the wine bowl in his hand stopped in mid-air, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

After all, bandits are despised by people.

"What, Brother Yang, you don't want to?"

When Meng Liang saw that Yang Yanzhao was silent, he continued to ask with an outright voice. Jiao Zan stared at him, "Second brother, don't be rude. Brother Yang is a man with both literature and martial arts. How can he stay here with us?"

He said it very bluntly, but it made me feel frustrated when I heard it.

How can Yang Yanzhao not understand the meaning of pulling in the hearts of these two people? Seeing this situation, he couldn't help putting down the wine bowl in his hand and sighed, "Yang is very grateful for the kindness of the two brothers, but I have something important to do. I'm afraid I can't stay in the stockade."

With that, he raised the wine bowl and said to Meng Liang and Jiao Zan, "Thank you for your love. There is something to offend. I hope you don't pay attention to it. I'm here to apologize."

The words were very sincere. Although Jiao Zan and the two of them were extremely sorry, they would not do anything difficult to force people, so they also raised the bowl and drank all the wine.

With the previous one, the atmosphere in the room is obviously much more dull than before. Fortunately, Meng Liang, a straightforward person, said some strange things in his loud voice, which also made the wine less monotonous.

"Haha, the mud legs of Niu Pi Mountain still wanted to compete with me with Ba Jiao Mountain. As a result, Chen Mazi was so scared that his urine flowed out by an axe. Brother Yang, you didn't see that scene. At that time, someone laughed so much that he couldn't even hold the big axe!"

The cheerful laughter seemed to shake down the dust on the roof. Maybe I was tired. After drinking three bowls of wine in a row, I burped comfortably.

The wine was eaten until sunset. When I came out of Zhongyi Hall, I don't know when there was a drizzling drizzle outside. In the fresh and moist evening wind, I looked around, the misty rain on the verdant mountains was hazy, the vegetation was long, and the faint green was covered with a faint water mist, like a girl full of spring covered with a layer of thin layer of sand, which added A little amorous.

Living in the tidy wooden house in Jiaozan, Yang Yanzhao stared out of the window of the night. The spring rain was still falling, and a wisp of evening wind blew, stirring the quietly burning oil lamp on the table.

"Squeak..."

The wooden door was opened, and the slightly cool evening breeze poured in. The lights suddenly moved up and down, and a faint fragrance of tea also spread in the room.

"Son, the owner of the house made some tea and sent it to the prince to relieve the wine."

Take the tea poured from the exhaust wind. In the cup, the dark yellow tea is fragrant, and a few thick tea leaves stretch their postures and slowly float in the water.

Yang Yanzhao took a sip and only felt that the fragrance flowed between his teeth and tongue. It seems to be the best tea. This Jiao praises the literature and talks very much. It's not that ordinary bandit.

Thinking to himself, Yang Yanzhao took a few more sips. Maybe he was really a little leisurely. The wind finally couldn't help blinking his big eyes and asked weakly, "Sir, when will we go back to Bianliang? If it's late, Sister Chai will..."

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao frowned and sighed, "It's almost done. We should be able to leave early tomorrow morning."

Meng Liang and Jiao Zan are both temperamental people, so Yang Yanzhao understands that if he leaves by force tomorrow, these two will not be stopped.

Hearing this, the uneasiness in the wind's eyes finally dissipated. He sat quietly at the table, holding his chin in his little hand, staring at the oil lamp, and no longer sound.

Out of the window, the rain seemed to be a little more sudden than before. It fell into the mountains and forests outside the house, and a few drops of crystal splashed on the window coffin with the wind and fell into the house.

Seeing this situation, the exhaust wind got up and moved forward. He wanted to close the open wooden window, but he turned his head and asked, "Sir, do they still send someone on duty at night in the cottage?"

The exhaust wind pointed to the distance. Yang Yanzhao looked up. In the wind and rain, several figures appeared from time to time in the night and were quickly coming towards the cottage.

It is extremely flexible, just like a snake swimming in the mountains. If you don't look carefully, it's really hard to detect.

Suddenly, Yang Yanzhao remembered several levels he saw when he went up the mountain. If he was stuck, he didn't need anyone to be on duty, and these dark shadows in front of him were naturally uninvited guests.

It's not good, it's a night attack!

His eyes suddenly opened, and Yang Yanzhao quickly rushed out.