Chapter 143

"He dares!" Chunyu fierce eyebrows a vertical, Phoenix know micro but do not make a voice, what dare not? Profit is the most important thing. Some people have always tried the national law. If Shen xuru is in collusion with the Chang family, and if he has any control in the hands of the Chang family, if he and the Chang family are both prosperous and damaged, it is not impossible for Shen xuru to kill several of his own people quietly for his own benefit and future. When it comes to the matter, it is not impossible to introduce several substitute ghosts and become officials in another place.

Otherwise, this post station is not a remote place. The murderers and arsonists have made it like this. Why don't you even have a person to inquire?

"What about that?"

"From Jiyang mountain, you can go to the Jiyang district boundary to find the magistrate of Jiyang. Peng Zhifu is a scholar of Hu University. He is honest and upright, and his official voice is clean. He will not collude with Shen xuru and others." Ning Yi closed his eyes and said clearly, "before that, don't expose your identity."

Feng Zhiwei thought that this man was in a high position, but even the official voice of a magistrate in a remote province was clear. He must have a thorough understanding of the complicated relationship between officials. He wanted to finish drinking flower wine outside before he came here, and he would take time to light the lamp to study at night.

Three people did not object to this plan. At this time, the fire in the outside gradually died out. Three people who described themselves as in distress helped each other out. Chunyu Meng walked through the fire and saw the corpse of his brother-in-law in a place with tears streaming down his eyes.

At the tin door, he pointed to a charred corpse and said, "I asked Lao Guo to escort his highness in. He refused to push me in. He took a group of brothers to guard here and blocked the door with his back, but he was not found..." He wiped away his tears and could not speak.

"Don't worry, the revenge will always come." Ning Yi did not open his eyes, nor did he look at the hundreds of corpses. In the scorching smoke and fire, his face was indifferent and his tone was clear and firm.

Feng Zhiwei didn't hurt her roommate's death, and she didn't swear to revenge. She rummaged around in the fire, turned out some pieces of gold that had been burned into various shapes and quickly collected them.

Chunyu looked at her with tears and laughter, and Feng Zhiwei said, "what are you looking at me for? You have money? Is your highness rich? We are going to walk in anonymity. How can we hire a carriage if we don't have money? How can we buy dry food? How can we cure our wounds? "

Chunyu was stunned and shook his head for a long time. He said, "I can see that your temperament is more noble than that of Wang and sun, and that you are more mean than a poor boy."

Ning Yi turned his head on his back and looked at Feng Zhiwei. Suddenly he said, "are you hurt?"

Feng Zhi frowned and thought it was a little silly to burn. The bruise and burn on my body and the blood all over my body can't be seen until now.

"Stop dawdling, let's go out first." After leaving the fire and turning into the path, Feng Zhiwei made a mark on the tree beside the road, and then said, "since you want to enter Jiyang mountain, you must prepare some dry food at the foot of the mountain. There is a small village in the middle of the mountain ahead. We go to sleep in and have a rest. The other party didn't expect us to enter the mountain. It should be safe there."

As the saying goes, the mountain village seems to be in front of us, but after a long walk, they knock on the door of a hunter at the darkest moment before dawn.

"My brother-in-law, three of my brothers went out to play, and my eldest brother hurt his leg. Please help me and let us stay overnight."

The mountain people are simple, and the old man who opens the door immediately laughs: "who is out of the door has no difficulty. Come in, come in."

The cottage is simple but warm. The three of them have been working hard all night. At this time, they all feel relaxed. The old man pours yellow and black tea. Chunyu is very thirsty and drinks it. Fengzhiwei is busy taking out a golden bean from his sleeve and handing it to the old man, saying, "my elder brother has lost water. I'm bothered to find a dress for my elder brother."

"People in the mountains don't have any good clothes. I'll just find you a clean one." The old man took it with a smile and turned to look for clothes. Feng Zhiwei handed the water to Ning Yi. Ning Yi still closed his eyes and said faintly, "don't drink."

"Do the guests think the water color is not clean?" The old man took a set of cloth clothes and said with a smile, "this is the red vine root produced by our and Yangshan alone. It's a good thing to drink tonifying blood and tranquilizing God, but it doesn't look good."

Feng Zhi said with a smile: "my elder brother is not feeling well. He doesn't drink me." When the tea bowl was put to his mouth, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "how can I go to guayedu?"

"The guest wants to go to guayedu. How can they get here?" The old man was surprised and said, "the direction is opposite."

Feng Zhiwei released her heart. Oh, she suddenly felt annoyed and disgusted in her heart. She wanted to vomit. She knew that she was too tired. She had an internal injury and didn't want to spit it out in front of Ning Yi. She said, "I'd like you to arrange a shelter for our brother. Just lie down anywhere you like."

"There's still an empty house. Do you want to squeeze in?"

Feng Zhiwei nodded, and the old man went to arrange a place to live. The small room was close to the back of the mountain, and behind it was a cliff. Fengzhiwei was upset and went out of the door to find a place to vomit. After squatting for a long time, he felt that his legs were soft when he stood up. He stepped back and held a stone.

She calmed down and was ready to go back. Looking back, she saw the stone, which seemed to be a stele. It was standing at the entrance of the village. It seemed that it was the name of the village.

On the stele, there were vines covering the handwriting. She looked at the faint strokes, and her heart moved.The four characters on the tablet are "Huayan Du Village".

There is also a simple explanation below, which means that the village of three surnames, Hua, Yan and Du, have this name.

Feng Zhiwei glanced at it in a hurry, and her heart thumped.

Hua Yan Du

Hua, Yan, du

Guayedu!

The sentence "guayedu confluence" heard by the post station partition wall turned out to be Huayan Du!

Across the wall, the other side has an accent, I heard wrong!

She was stunned in the night wind, and suddenly remembered the calm and free expression of the old man when she handed out the golden beans.

A rural mountain people, silver rarely have the opportunity to see gold. How could he have such a natural attitude towards gold, as if he had seen it many times?

A rustic mountain people, a set of cloth clothes, a cup of tea, will also receive a gold beans?

Feng knew that she jumped up and ran back in the cold wind, but she calmed down her breath and tidied up her clothes a few feet away from the door, and then knocked on the door.

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