Longmian Mountain was called Longshu Mountain in ancient times. The mountains are winding and undulating, the rocks and valleys are deep and lush forests. From a distance, it looks like a curled and peaceful green dragon.
Li Gonglin, the master of painting in the Northern Song Dynasty, loved the beauty of Longmian Mountain, and brought two brothers Li Yuanzhong. Li Lianggong retired here at the same time, and was known as the Three Lis of Longmian.
Li Gonglin built a large-scale Longmian Villa on the mountain, named Longmian Jushi. He painted his own "Longmian Villa Picture" in his later years. Su Shi posted it and regarded it as a national treasure.
Su Che wrote "Twenty Songs of Dragon Sleeping", and wrote one by one on the twenty scenic spots in the mountains. From then on, the sound of magpies rose everywhere, and it was famous everywhere.
Li Gonglin has established a huge industry in Tongcheng, with hundreds of hectares of fertile land, dozens of luxury houses, countless shops, and even the highest-end Longmian Restaurant in the city are all private property of the Li family.
He arranged everything for his descendants, and there was no need for them to run around for their livelihood. He just needed clothes to reach out and food to open his mouth, and enjoyed a carefree life without worry.
A smooth life can make people suffer less, but it also reduces the excitement and excitement that should be found in the struggle of life. No wonder the 88-year-old turtle has to make a beautiful young girl find happiness when it dies.
The four of them haven't eaten well these days. After going down the mountain, they have to go back to the carriage they have stored and go straight to Longmian Restaurant. They ordered seventeen or eight dishes and ate and drank happily.
During the meal, Fang Xuejian proposed to help Yunxia redeem herself, first to eliminate her hatred for grabbing, secondly, spending money these days is like flowing water, and the pouch is heartbroken. If you are secretly selling your contract, you can hold the sheep and hold the cow in the backhand, hehe...
Everyone discussed it and thought that the light would definitely not work, so they could only use the dark ones.
For this kind of sneaky dark action, Fang Xuejian followed Miss Long and died several times. His skill was proficient, so he naturally became the commander and groom code-named "Killing Turtle Foursomes". He was full of wine and food and brought three beauties back to the foot of Longmian Mountain.
I found a remote place to park the carriage, and the four of them finished the journey. Yunxia led the way and climbed about a stick of incense along a narrow mountain path. In front was a man-made wood, several hectares of radius, planted with more than a dozen types of tree species such as yew, broad-leaved nectarine, lilac and ash trees. Through the shadowed forest, the ancient Longmian Villa was in front of me.
At the third day of the day, the stars and moon bends, the old vines on the high courtyard wall are covered with various bryophytes, and they cannot be said to be desolate or solemn.
The night wind blows smoothly, and the rustling leaves and the low cry of autumn insects around you, and you can't hear a trace of people moving around. Such a beautiful scenery is not a dark and windy night, but also a time when people kill and robbery steal.
Stealing things requires one person to watch the wind. The four of them are ready to try it out. Who is willing to be a person after such an exciting and fun thing?
Yunxia did not understand martial arts and was first excluded when she was hindering her actions.
Because she doesn't understand martial arts, she has to send someone to protect her safety. The best candidate is naturally Chu He
Fang Xuejian pretended not to see Chu He's little mouth that was half a day high, and untied the seven-star sword on his waist and handed it to her, saying: He'er, Sister Yunxia, please untied your bellyband.
The two beauties widened their eyes, looking at him like a dinosaur, and asked: Why do you want to untie your bellyband?
If you do such a sneaky thing, you will naturally have to mask it. If someone discovers it, report it to the government and investigate it carefully. However, you can't afford to take advantage of it. This is called preventing Yu Weiran. Your bellyband has good breathability and a ready-made rope can be fixed. It is the most practical masked cloth in the world, unique.
Why can't you cut off the front and back hem of your robe? It's enough to make ten masked cloths? Yunxia's black eyes stared at him, her eyes were faint, and she shone slightly like a cat's eye. Obviously she refused to give in easily
Sister, I spent 80 taels of silver to make this robe. I asked the first tailor of Yushan County, "Liu Sanjie", to make it. The clothes I wore on the day of my wedding, which was of great significance! Besides, the robe cut off the hem and became a wide-sleeved vest, which is inconsistent. What kind of style is it? If it is passed on, how can I meet people in the future? Your bellyband is just borrowed and used. Wear less for a while and won't freeze to death. Look, your sister Chuhe is so refreshing, it's not ambiguous at all, Xiao Zhao, you use this
Xiao Zhao laughed, but returned Chuhe's bellyband with white embroidered pink peony to him, pulled Yunxia's arm and hid behind a bush to change clothes.
Fang Xuejian stretched his neck three feet long, and he wanted to get into the bushes to see what happened. He was inevitably hit by his wife's head hammer, his eyes widened and said: "A bad guy who is tired of the old and old, isn't my bellyband good?"
Fang Xuejian hurriedly picked up his bellyband, leaned in front of his nose and took a deep breath, sighing: It smells so fragrant, so sweet, kiss He'er, I haven't smelled it for only three days, your place is becoming more feminine, my husband likes it so much
The moonlight shone on Chu He's face, and the slight blushing made her brighter. A thin flame leaped in her bright eyes and said with a smile: Didn't you say that one day is like three autumns after three days, nine autumns are there. For such a long time, there are some changes.
Fang Xuejian was moved, hugged her soft waist, opened her mouth and bit a plump and high snow peak. The wet tongue dragged a shiny saliva, hovering through the small and sensitive mountain top, causing her delicate body to tremble, like a piece of apricot leaves shaking in the wind
Ouch, the clouds that turned from behind the bushes saw such a lingering scene, and couldn't help but exclaim, my heart was beating, and the red clouds were flying on my face
The two hurriedly separated. Chu He lowered his head shyly. Fang Xuejian smiled embarrassedly. Seeing that Xiao Zhao's face was already covered with a bright yellow embroidered cuckoo bellyband, his eyes were spinning around. He looked so pretty and charming. He held back his smile and surrounded Chu He's bellyband on his face. The milky smell was so fragrant. He hugged Xiao Zhao's hand and gently jumped onto the thick high wall of the villa.
Xiao Zhao's martial arts skills are not good, his light skills are not satisfactory, and he doesn't feel afraid even when standing on the courtyard wall two feet high. The village is covered with lights, buildings are piled up, and there are so many in the darkness.
There are dozens of Xiang bamboos planted in the corner of the wall, and in front is a flower that cannot be named. It blooms very brightly, but the fragrance is very light.
The two of them jumped down like birds, leaned down, quietly walked through the flowerbed, covered the corners and tree trunks, and walked quickly, climbed over a wall, and saw a row of two-story buildings in front, and lights were emitted from the window of a room upstairs.
The two of them looked at each other, nodded, and immediately carried out their light skills, rushed to the front of the building, and flew to the second floor. They heard the crackle and crackle, and the abacus sounded, it turned out that the accountant was settled.
The two of them wet their fingers and poked a hole in the window paper. Looking in, they saw a thin man in his fifties sitting at the table, fiddling the abacus with one hand and turning the account book with the other, all their hearts were on the settlement.
A red candle that had been lit on the table, with candle oil dripping down, filled with a plate filled with bronze high-handled candlesticks.
On the right side of the room is a single bed, the blue mosquito net fades slightly, and on the left side are rows of birch cabinets, most of which are covered with copper locks.
Fang Xuejian thought you were unlucky, so he made a gesture to Xiao Zhao, walked to the door, and kicked him
Gle With a sound, the door bolt broke and his body rushed in like a leopard. Before the man could react, he had already punched his temple.
The accountant's body shook a few times, foamed at the mouth, fell to the ground with a bang, and fainted
Fang Xuejian was shocked when he saw his appearance. He did not use his internal force in the punch just now, so he would not die on the spot. He hurriedly squatted down and looked into his nose. Fortunately, he still breathed faintly.
Untied a bunch of keys from his belt, and the two of them rummaged through the cabinets. More than a dozen cabinets were filled with books of account, some of which were old and yellow. When they opened, they found that there were actually the reign of the Southern Song Dynasty inside, which was a rare antique with a long history and hundreds of years ago.
Open the two drawers on the table, there are three or four hundred taels of broken silver inside, the big one is only ten taels, and the small one is less than two cents, probably the income of Longmian Villa that day
Fang Xue was gradually disappointed, and was full of hope that there were a lot of silver bills here. This was a mere 400 taels of silver. The gap was too great, so it was sad.
After pinching the person, pouring cold water to wake up the accountant's accountant, Fang Xuejian stretched out his arm, grabbed his neck, and said viciously: I am the third leader of Baihua Village on Tianzhu Mountain, where is the silver?
The accountant woke up and opened his eyes and saw two ferocious masked men. The masked cloth strips were unique, one white and one yellow, and there was a realistic flower embroidered on them. They were so scared that they trembled all over. They opened their mouths and shouted, but their throats were pinched and speechless. It took a long time to understand. The face turned red and their fingers pointed to the direction to the right.
Fang Xuejian relaxed his fingers a little, and the accountant said: Silver... Silver is in the master's place.
Where does the master live?
In the backyard, I just don't know which grandma's room I'm in
What about the house deeds, land deeds, and body deeds?
In the old lady's place, the three-story building on the left side of the backyard
OK, thank you for your hard work. Fang Xuejian smiled sweetly, punched him on the head, and fainted again
This man is quite obedient, and he didn't touch any of the broken silver in the drawer, saving him from compensation for his own debauchery
The two of them blew out the candles, went out of the room and went toward the backyard
After passing several halls and side courtyards, I climbed over a wall and came to a very wide yard with rocks, clear streams, willow shades, curved corridors, pavilions and towers. I think it was the backyard of the villa.
Following the pebbled path on the left, the two of them thought to find the residence of the old turtle Yuanmai's wife, and first get Yunxia's body sale contract
After seven or eight rockery, two four-corner pavilions connected to short corridors, a row of sparse yew trees in front, and a three-story building standing behind.
The two of them were not sure that this tall building was the one they were looking for, but the location was on the left, so they had to go up and take a look.
Go upstairs together, jumped up two times, and went straight to the third floor. There was no light in the room, and I didn't know who was living there. Fang Xuejian reached out and pushed the door gently, and heard a creaking sound, and the door opened with a hand, and it was actually a false cover.
The moonlight was so sad that he threw his faint figure into the door. The room was pitch black. Fang Xuejian's heart was pounding, his back was chilling, and a trace of unknown signs flashed through his heart. He slowly reached in his left foot, held the door frame with his right hand, and pushed it open slowly. Suddenly, a strong smell of blood was smelled from his nose.
Fang Xuejian was shocked all over, and his left foot stretched out immediately shrank back. His true energy ran his arms, his legs opened, and he placed a defensive move with a single whip to deal with the sneak attacks that were rushing out of the house at any time.
A strong smell of blood floated out of the crack of the half-person-wide door, which was as sticky as a pot of pungent rice porridge. The dark room was full of ghost energy, and gusts of cold wind blew from behind. The door was plaid, which sounded creepy late at night.
Fang Xuejian's hair was standing straight, and he was waiting there with his teeth. His tense body was like an arrow that was full of bowstrings.
There was a silence all over the place, and even his heartbeat could be heard. The thin ice-like moonlight shone on his pale forehead. The cold sweat was as big as soybeans. The silk bellyband was wet and pressed on his face. I couldn't tell whether it was erotic or suffering?
A light click, a flash of fire in front of you, Xiao Zhao took out the fire in his arms, ignited the fire
She stared at the dark door hole like a bloody mouth, and her frightened eyes trembled gently under the flames. Fang Xuejian turned his head and looked at her, whispering: Danger inside, you can stay at the door and don't go in.
Take the fire whip with his left palm, take off the long whip on his waist with his right hand, and kicks open the empty door with a sharp kick, and throws out like a cat. With one move, the long whip is circling and detour, turning and wishing, guarding the sneak attack direction in front of him tightly
The door opened and closed, creaking and swaying, with the faint light of the fire fold, the empty room was in a mess, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, half of the mosquito net was torn off, and the ground in front of the bed was so wet, and it was so gray. I don't know if it was a blood trace
Fang Xuejian breathed lightly and lit the candles on the table, and the room was lit up immediately
He put away the fire note and walked to the bedside. A large circle of blood on the ground was shocking. He was still slowly squirming like a living creature, expanding out little by little
A silk quilt has broken more than a dozen large holes, and the cotton wool that is turned out is like azalea red
A pair of men and women slept on the bed. The man had white hair and wrinkles like old tree bark covered the whole face. He was an old man in his seventies or eighties. His woman had black hair and silkworm eyebrows and two eyeballs suddenly appeared. He could see that he was a pretty young woman before he was born.
The faces of the two men were sallow due to excessive blood loss, and looked extremely terrifying and ferocious.
The old cow eats tender grass. This old man is probably the old turtle named Li. He didn't expect that he would get retribution so soon. It's considered God's eyes
This woman is not very old, obviously just the old turtle's concubine, so naturally this building will not be the residence of Mrs. Yuan Pei.
Fang Xuejian glanced around the room a few roughly, and even the clothes and pants that they took off before going to bed were torn into pieces and fell all over the ground. The most valuable thing in the room seemed to have been swept away by the comrade who arrived in advance.
He blew out the candle, stepped out of the room, briefly explaining the situation in the room to Xiao Zhao.
Opening her big eyes as beautiful as stars, Xiao Zhao looked surprised and suspicious. Finally, she grabbed his arm and let out a sigh of relief. As if the heart that was in her throat finally fell back to her chest.
The two flew downstairs and turned over a hill-like Taihu stone. At the end of the pebbled path is a rain corridor mounted on a lotus pond, pavilions, pavilions, red beams and green tiles, nine curves and eighteen bends, the elegant style of Jiangnan gardens
The autumn wind is like a sleepwalker floating blindly in the dark, blowing through the withered lotus leaves on the lake, and soon lost in the vast distance.
The crystal stars shine with moving light on the gray sky, like pairs of lovers' hazy and burning eyes, and the air is as sweet as pollen.
Fang Xuejian suddenly stood firm, turned around and grabbed Xiao Zhao's palm, looked at her deeply, sighed softly, and said: Xiao Zhao, my husband will go north tomorrow, thousands of miles apart, I don't know when I will see you again this time, I really want to kiss you now, and carrying you through this rain corridor is also a kind of compensation for me
Xiao Zhao shook his body and raised his face. The clear light of the moonlight dissolved into her infatuated eyes. The moist water light fluctuated gently inside. Suddenly, he tiptoed and kissed his lips like water through his two bellybands, and said softly: Husband, you should carry me. Xiao Zhao likes Husband, carry me forever, carry me forever, carry me forever, carry me forever, carry me forever, carry me forever, carry me forever
In an instant, a heat flow rolled through Fang Xuejian's chest, hot and swelling, making his throat choked, and he nodded quickly: OK, my husband will carry Xiao Zhao for the rest of his life, and carry Xiao Zhao for the next life, and carry him down for the rest of his life. Squat down and let her climb onto his back, hold Xiao Zhao's round thighs firmly with his palms, get up and walk onto the lotus pond rain corridor
After all, the locust wood board under your feet is old and creaking when you step on it
Xiao Zhao hugged his neck with his arms, leaned his head against his shoulders, felt his solid muscles, smelled the strong warm breath of the man's body, a woman's heart was floating and intoxicated for a moment
Just as the two were immersed in this short lingering moment, the footsteps in front of them sounded, and two bloated black shadows rushed over from the other end of the rain corridor.
Fang Xuejian woke up and hurriedly put down Xiao Zhao on his back. In just a moment, the two black shadows were approaching, and each of them carried two big bags. No wonder they looked bloated.
The two men in black and black scarf unexpectedly encountered two masked comrades in this rain corridor. Their bodies stopped three meters away, looked at each other, took off the burden on their backs, and without saying a word, he pulled out the long knife from his waist and slashed over.
The sword light was as fast as lightning, and the two of them were as fast as galloping horses, instantly approaching within five feet of his
The strong wind blew, Fang Xue's hair was getting longer and he felt that even the surrounding air was cut into solidified blocks by the sharp blade, which made him unable to breathe
He shouted loudly and withdrew three steps in succession. He rushed up like a whip in his hand, dancing wildly, and instantly used two powerful tricks to force the two men in black out one foot away.
Xiao Zhao was standing behind him, and was hit by his back, screamed in surprise, flew two feet away, and landed on the ground.
Fang Xuejian had no time to take care of him, and a long whip flashed out of his hand, making a skillful move, wind swept away the clouds, wrapping around a man's wrist. Just as he was about to pull it over, he died with a palm, but suddenly a flower in front of him, a whistling steel knife broke through the air, and the bright sword light blocked the sinking moon.
His body suddenly rushed out, and a piece of green scarf on his head slowly fell, and was instantly twisted into more than a dozen pieces by the sharp blade, flying in the air like a butterfly.
Fang Xuejian lowered his head and avoided the fatal slash. As soon as his left fist came out, he firmly printed the man's lower abdomen.
Oh, the man in black felt as if he was shocked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body flew back, and was stabbed by the long knife of his companion behind him. His body seemed to have a water bag with a hole in his body, and hissing
Splash
Fang Xuejian shook his right hand and the whip was pulled back quickly. The remaining man in black was numb and watched his companion die under his long sword. He was shocked. His wrist was whipped. The long sword was removed from his hand. He couldn't help but stumble over. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fist with his left hand, and hit Fang Xuejian's mouth and nose.
Fang Xuejian laughed loudly, turned around and kicked, and his heel accurately hit the man's jaw. Glerle A sound of bone shattering, the man in black flew up, and with a thud, it penetrated the eaves of the rain corridor, and a large piece of tiles opened, his head stretched out, his body under his neck hung in the air, his arms drooped softly, floating around casually
Fang Xuejian fought the most beautiful battle since his life. He cleanly solved the two masters of knife use, swept away the decline for several months. He was excited and danced and twisted his butt. He suddenly remembered that Xiao Zhao's body was knocked away by himself. He didn't know if he was injured. He took back the whip wrapped around the man's wrist and hurriedly ran over to help her up.
Xiao Zhao kept saying chuckling, her body was soft, rubbing her painful and crisp breasts, and said weakly: Husband, if you want to retreat in the future, it is best to say hello in advance, my little slap can't help but hit you a few times
Fang Xuejian had just learned the magical skills of "The Washing Marrow Sutra". He was full of confidence and was complacent when his mind was hot. He forgot about his restraint and demeanor he paid attention to. He was called by Xiao Zhao's sweet voice and calmed down immediately. He was worried that the shouting and shouting just now would wake up the people in the villa. He hurriedly carried Xiao Zhao and walked up to the two men in black. He reached out to their pockets to explore, took out two stacks of silver notes, more than ten taels of silver, two jade plaques and a map with graphic drawings.
He didn't even take a closer look, put all these things in his arms, lifted the four bags in the corner with stolen stolen goods, and ran around like flying.
After leaving the rain corridor, I turned over the Taihu Stone. I saw that the room of the three-story building had lighted up. A young woman suddenly ran out like crazy. Her body suddenly hit the balcony guardrail, shaking, and she opened her throat and shouted: "Oh, killing, the master and grandma Jiu were killed, come here, Ah...
The sky was as gloomy as mourning clothes. The autumn wind was blowing, and the leaves were rustling down in the yard. The woman's screams were shrill and frightened, and it was heard from afar. It seemed louder and more harsh in the quiet night.
Fang Xuejian was not very good at all. When she heard that after she called, a large number of strong slaves rushed over in the villa, and their legs were faster and they ran desperately among the flowers and trees in the rockery.
When flying to the backyard wall, there were already many lights in the front and back yards, and the sound of people vocals and knocking on the clapper came vaguely
Fang Xuejian was anxious and sweated from his forehead. He jumped off the wall and landed silently. His body was as low as possible, like an agile African black panther, using the remote dark corner of the wall, the shadow of the tree fled forward.
Along the way, I don’t know how many saplings, flowers, how many flower pots, fences, and finally got to the place where I jumped in. I felt calm and reached out to pat Xiao Zhao’s round buttocks and said with a smile: My dear wife, I finally got safe. My body was straightened, and a flying crane soared into the sky, soaring into the sky. Before his toes were stepped on the wall, I suddenly heard a shout below, and three shuttle darts flashed under the moonlight, turning into three blue lightnings, divided into three upper, middle and lower routes, flying quickly towards his back.
This man waited until this time to jump out of the hidden weapon, which was also sinister and cunning. Fang Xuejian didn't expect that he would meet a hidden weapon master here and almost got confused.
He was in mid-air, and there was no place to leverage around him, so he could not escape sideways. In addition, Xiao Zhao was lying on his back, the situation was critical and extremely dangerous
Fang Xue gradually became wise and swung his right arm, blocking two bags behind him. He turned his head and dinged, and his teeth were sore, and he bit the shuttle dart like an electric light.
Fang Xue gradually jumped onto the wall, stood firmly with his feet, spit out the steel dart in his mouth, and smiled: The turtle grandson below heard that, I am the third leader of Baihua Village on Tianzhu Mountain, I will give you a moment to make a comeback in a few days, and you will definitely be your life. The laughter was hoarse, quite reluctant, and I was very scared.
The blue light flashed in front of him, and three darts flew over again. He hurriedly jumped to the ground, greeting Chu He and Yunxia who were waiting in place, and ran along the way he came.
From a distance, I heard the noise of the villa everywhere, the gongs and the basin were knocking loudly, and things were getting big, and it would be dangerous if I didn't run away.
The four of them rushed down the mountain at full speed.
Chu He has excellent light skills and does not feel difficult to run. Yunxia has little feet and can't walk faster, let alone running quickly?
Oops, falling to the ground
Chu He shook his head and went back to help her up. When he looked up, Fang Xuejian had already run dozens of feet away and had to support her and run.
Yunxia's ankle hurts, and her face is covered with sweat. As Chu He drags and pulls, she barely keeps up. The straight trousers on her lower body are cut into several holes by the thorns on the roadside, revealing several snow-white thigh skin.
Fang Xuejian carried four big bags with his arms, carried Xiao Zhao on his back, and ran all the way around a bush forest at the foot of the mountain. Seeing that the carriage was still parked in place, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, whistled, ran over easily, lifted the curtain, and was about to throw the four bags into the car, suddenly in the dark carriage, two steel knives stretched out like lightning, one left and one right, and were placed on his neck.
Behind the tree trunks around, more than a dozen black shadows popped out, and the sword light was lit up, pointing at the vital points of the two of them. A middle-aged man laughed and said: I never thought that the "jagged wolves" who had been thieves for more than ten years would fall into my hands today. You have been so rampant these days. In just three days, you even robbed seven giant households in Zhou County, Anqing Prefecture, and killed dozens of people. You don’t even let go of my master. But do you know that today is there? He lifted his feet and kicked Xiaozhao’s butt.
Xiao Zhao let out a chubby cry, and her tears were filled with pain
Fang Xuejian didn't expect that the matter would end. When the task was completed, such a change would occur. The steel knife was placed on his neck, and he couldn't move at all. He could not imagine for a moment. He just heard the middle-aged man's voice a little familiar. When Xiao Zhao wailed, he felt anxious. He suddenly remembered someone and shouted: Senior Brother Zhou Cheng, I... I am Fang Xuejian
The man was the eldest disciple of Mingjian Villa, Zhou Cheng, the magistrate of Anqing Mansion. His second foot was half an inch away from Xiao Zhao's round and tender butt. After hearing his shout, he forced himself to stop the power and said in surprise: You... are you the sixth junior brother Fang Xuejian?
Fang Xuejian saw that he was indeed the eldest brother Zhou Cheng, and this joy was extraordinary. He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said: It's Ah, it's Ah, it's me, I'm Fang Xuejian, you... you just said to your master... He suddenly remembered what he said just now. Even if you don't let me go, could it be... Could it be that Mingjian Villa was robbed and the owner Jiang Changrong died at the hands of thieves?
Zhou Cheng snorted from his nose, turned to look at the four bags he was holding, and pulled off the bellyband from his face, pressed him with a cold look, suddenly grabbed his front, gritted his teeth and said:
You were missing for two months, and my master asked me to look for your whereabouts, but you didn't know that you were willing to fall. I gave this group of thieves and asked quickly to explain whether the woman on your shoulder was a "embroidered thief" eight years ago, eight years ago, and the "embroidery thieves" from the 58 households in Yangzhou and Suzhou? I confessed to you, and the punishment would be lenient.
Fang Xuejian blinked subtly when he saw him, and knew that the eldest brother was going to excuse him for his crime. Unfortunately, the person on his back was his little wife. Moreover, eight years ago, Xiao Zhao was still an eight- or nine-year-old yellow-haired girl, and the "Embroidery Thief" who sounded extremely strong was really unrelated to the situation.
He smiled bitterly and said: Senior brother, the woman on my back is your sister-in-law, not an "embroidery thief". This time we came to "Longmian Villa". In fact, we were not here to steal things, but to avenge a good woman. We...
Zhou Cheng didn't expect that he was so stupid. When he was anxious, the sweat on his face fell.
Two of the subordinates he brought this time were closer to his deputy Cheng Zhiming, and three of them were from the local Yushan County Government, and the magistrate sent to guide the way.
It's okay for the yamen runners in Yushan County. Cheng Zhiming has been eyeing his position and once he takes this opportunity to write a small report in the ear of the prefect Xu Xueshi, saying that he was willing to protect his junior brother when he was performing official duties, but he couldn't afford to take advantage of it.
Although Fang Xuejian was his junior brother, he started late. Except for festivals, the two of them usually don’t meet a few times and have limited friendship. Moreover, the master is dead now.
The position of Anqing Tongzhe is in charge of criminal police affairs in one government, but he has a good job of making money every day. His family and his family rely on this to enjoy their happiness. If they lose their jobs, how can they have a good life of food, drinking, and complimenting for thousands of people in the future?
He weighed the pros and conscience for a moment, and quickly calmed down. He looked angrily with a look of terrifying expression on his face, and said angrily:
Fang Xuejian, you, a thief who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors, colludes with the "embroidered thief" under the name of "the jackal is a thief", and engages in "the embroidery thief", robs them of evil things like killing people, brothers, tie them up with cowhide ropes, take them back to Anqing prison, and hand them over to Lord Xu.
Fang Xuejian didn't expect that he turned against him so quickly, shouting for injustice. The four bags in his hand were taken away by two yamen runners and threw them into the carriage. Four other officials took out the cowhide rope and came up to tie up their hands and feet.
Zhou Cheng felt a little guilty and did not dare to look at his eyes. He turned his head and walked aside.
Suddenly, a woman above her head shouted, and the heart-shaped leaves of the sycamore tree fell. Before he could come back to his senses, his scalp suddenly cooled down. A sharp sword was cut off from his head, and a corner of the black soap hat was cut off. A broken hair flew with the wind. The blade of thin ice like stopped in his ears, causing coldness to invade the bones.
Chu He's voice said: Dog official, let go of my husband!
Li Gonglin, the master of painting in the Northern Song Dynasty, loved the beauty of Longmian Mountain, and brought two brothers Li Yuanzhong. Li Lianggong retired here at the same time, and was known as the Three Lis of Longmian.
Li Gonglin built a large-scale Longmian Villa on the mountain, named Longmian Jushi. He painted his own "Longmian Villa Picture" in his later years. Su Shi posted it and regarded it as a national treasure.
Su Che wrote "Twenty Songs of Dragon Sleeping", and wrote one by one on the twenty scenic spots in the mountains. From then on, the sound of magpies rose everywhere, and it was famous everywhere.
Li Gonglin has established a huge industry in Tongcheng, with hundreds of hectares of fertile land, dozens of luxury houses, countless shops, and even the highest-end Longmian Restaurant in the city are all private property of the Li family.
He arranged everything for his descendants, and there was no need for them to run around for their livelihood. He just needed clothes to reach out and food to open his mouth, and enjoyed a carefree life without worry.
A smooth life can make people suffer less, but it also reduces the excitement and excitement that should be found in the struggle of life. No wonder the 88-year-old turtle has to make a beautiful young girl find happiness when it dies.
The four of them haven't eaten well these days. After going down the mountain, they have to go back to the carriage they have stored and go straight to Longmian Restaurant. They ordered seventeen or eight dishes and ate and drank happily.
During the meal, Fang Xuejian proposed to help Yunxia redeem herself, first to eliminate her hatred for grabbing, secondly, spending money these days is like flowing water, and the pouch is heartbroken. If you are secretly selling your contract, you can hold the sheep and hold the cow in the backhand, hehe...
Everyone discussed it and thought that the light would definitely not work, so they could only use the dark ones.
For this kind of sneaky dark action, Fang Xuejian followed Miss Long and died several times. His skill was proficient, so he naturally became the commander and groom code-named "Killing Turtle Foursomes". He was full of wine and food and brought three beauties back to the foot of Longmian Mountain.
I found a remote place to park the carriage, and the four of them finished the journey. Yunxia led the way and climbed about a stick of incense along a narrow mountain path. In front was a man-made wood, several hectares of radius, planted with more than a dozen types of tree species such as yew, broad-leaved nectarine, lilac and ash trees. Through the shadowed forest, the ancient Longmian Villa was in front of me.
At the third day of the day, the stars and moon bends, the old vines on the high courtyard wall are covered with various bryophytes, and they cannot be said to be desolate or solemn.
The night wind blows smoothly, and the rustling leaves and the low cry of autumn insects around you, and you can't hear a trace of people moving around. Such a beautiful scenery is not a dark and windy night, but also a time when people kill and robbery steal.
Stealing things requires one person to watch the wind. The four of them are ready to try it out. Who is willing to be a person after such an exciting and fun thing?
Yunxia did not understand martial arts and was first excluded when she was hindering her actions.
Because she doesn't understand martial arts, she has to send someone to protect her safety. The best candidate is naturally Chu He
Fang Xuejian pretended not to see Chu He's little mouth that was half a day high, and untied the seven-star sword on his waist and handed it to her, saying: He'er, Sister Yunxia, please untied your bellyband.
The two beauties widened their eyes, looking at him like a dinosaur, and asked: Why do you want to untie your bellyband?
If you do such a sneaky thing, you will naturally have to mask it. If someone discovers it, report it to the government and investigate it carefully. However, you can't afford to take advantage of it. This is called preventing Yu Weiran. Your bellyband has good breathability and a ready-made rope can be fixed. It is the most practical masked cloth in the world, unique.
Why can't you cut off the front and back hem of your robe? It's enough to make ten masked cloths? Yunxia's black eyes stared at him, her eyes were faint, and she shone slightly like a cat's eye. Obviously she refused to give in easily
Sister, I spent 80 taels of silver to make this robe. I asked the first tailor of Yushan County, "Liu Sanjie", to make it. The clothes I wore on the day of my wedding, which was of great significance! Besides, the robe cut off the hem and became a wide-sleeved vest, which is inconsistent. What kind of style is it? If it is passed on, how can I meet people in the future? Your bellyband is just borrowed and used. Wear less for a while and won't freeze to death. Look, your sister Chuhe is so refreshing, it's not ambiguous at all, Xiao Zhao, you use this
Xiao Zhao laughed, but returned Chuhe's bellyband with white embroidered pink peony to him, pulled Yunxia's arm and hid behind a bush to change clothes.
Fang Xuejian stretched his neck three feet long, and he wanted to get into the bushes to see what happened. He was inevitably hit by his wife's head hammer, his eyes widened and said: "A bad guy who is tired of the old and old, isn't my bellyband good?"
Fang Xuejian hurriedly picked up his bellyband, leaned in front of his nose and took a deep breath, sighing: It smells so fragrant, so sweet, kiss He'er, I haven't smelled it for only three days, your place is becoming more feminine, my husband likes it so much
The moonlight shone on Chu He's face, and the slight blushing made her brighter. A thin flame leaped in her bright eyes and said with a smile: Didn't you say that one day is like three autumns after three days, nine autumns are there. For such a long time, there are some changes.
Fang Xuejian was moved, hugged her soft waist, opened her mouth and bit a plump and high snow peak. The wet tongue dragged a shiny saliva, hovering through the small and sensitive mountain top, causing her delicate body to tremble, like a piece of apricot leaves shaking in the wind
Ouch, the clouds that turned from behind the bushes saw such a lingering scene, and couldn't help but exclaim, my heart was beating, and the red clouds were flying on my face
The two hurriedly separated. Chu He lowered his head shyly. Fang Xuejian smiled embarrassedly. Seeing that Xiao Zhao's face was already covered with a bright yellow embroidered cuckoo bellyband, his eyes were spinning around. He looked so pretty and charming. He held back his smile and surrounded Chu He's bellyband on his face. The milky smell was so fragrant. He hugged Xiao Zhao's hand and gently jumped onto the thick high wall of the villa.
Xiao Zhao's martial arts skills are not good, his light skills are not satisfactory, and he doesn't feel afraid even when standing on the courtyard wall two feet high. The village is covered with lights, buildings are piled up, and there are so many in the darkness.
There are dozens of Xiang bamboos planted in the corner of the wall, and in front is a flower that cannot be named. It blooms very brightly, but the fragrance is very light.
The two of them jumped down like birds, leaned down, quietly walked through the flowerbed, covered the corners and tree trunks, and walked quickly, climbed over a wall, and saw a row of two-story buildings in front, and lights were emitted from the window of a room upstairs.
The two of them looked at each other, nodded, and immediately carried out their light skills, rushed to the front of the building, and flew to the second floor. They heard the crackle and crackle, and the abacus sounded, it turned out that the accountant was settled.
The two of them wet their fingers and poked a hole in the window paper. Looking in, they saw a thin man in his fifties sitting at the table, fiddling the abacus with one hand and turning the account book with the other, all their hearts were on the settlement.
A red candle that had been lit on the table, with candle oil dripping down, filled with a plate filled with bronze high-handled candlesticks.
On the right side of the room is a single bed, the blue mosquito net fades slightly, and on the left side are rows of birch cabinets, most of which are covered with copper locks.
Fang Xuejian thought you were unlucky, so he made a gesture to Xiao Zhao, walked to the door, and kicked him
Gle With a sound, the door bolt broke and his body rushed in like a leopard. Before the man could react, he had already punched his temple.
The accountant's body shook a few times, foamed at the mouth, fell to the ground with a bang, and fainted
Fang Xuejian was shocked when he saw his appearance. He did not use his internal force in the punch just now, so he would not die on the spot. He hurriedly squatted down and looked into his nose. Fortunately, he still breathed faintly.
Untied a bunch of keys from his belt, and the two of them rummaged through the cabinets. More than a dozen cabinets were filled with books of account, some of which were old and yellow. When they opened, they found that there were actually the reign of the Southern Song Dynasty inside, which was a rare antique with a long history and hundreds of years ago.
Open the two drawers on the table, there are three or four hundred taels of broken silver inside, the big one is only ten taels, and the small one is less than two cents, probably the income of Longmian Villa that day
Fang Xue was gradually disappointed, and was full of hope that there were a lot of silver bills here. This was a mere 400 taels of silver. The gap was too great, so it was sad.
After pinching the person, pouring cold water to wake up the accountant's accountant, Fang Xuejian stretched out his arm, grabbed his neck, and said viciously: I am the third leader of Baihua Village on Tianzhu Mountain, where is the silver?
The accountant woke up and opened his eyes and saw two ferocious masked men. The masked cloth strips were unique, one white and one yellow, and there was a realistic flower embroidered on them. They were so scared that they trembled all over. They opened their mouths and shouted, but their throats were pinched and speechless. It took a long time to understand. The face turned red and their fingers pointed to the direction to the right.
Fang Xuejian relaxed his fingers a little, and the accountant said: Silver... Silver is in the master's place.
Where does the master live?
In the backyard, I just don't know which grandma's room I'm in
What about the house deeds, land deeds, and body deeds?
In the old lady's place, the three-story building on the left side of the backyard
OK, thank you for your hard work. Fang Xuejian smiled sweetly, punched him on the head, and fainted again
This man is quite obedient, and he didn't touch any of the broken silver in the drawer, saving him from compensation for his own debauchery
The two of them blew out the candles, went out of the room and went toward the backyard
After passing several halls and side courtyards, I climbed over a wall and came to a very wide yard with rocks, clear streams, willow shades, curved corridors, pavilions and towers. I think it was the backyard of the villa.
Following the pebbled path on the left, the two of them thought to find the residence of the old turtle Yuanmai's wife, and first get Yunxia's body sale contract
After seven or eight rockery, two four-corner pavilions connected to short corridors, a row of sparse yew trees in front, and a three-story building standing behind.
The two of them were not sure that this tall building was the one they were looking for, but the location was on the left, so they had to go up and take a look.
Go upstairs together, jumped up two times, and went straight to the third floor. There was no light in the room, and I didn't know who was living there. Fang Xuejian reached out and pushed the door gently, and heard a creaking sound, and the door opened with a hand, and it was actually a false cover.
The moonlight was so sad that he threw his faint figure into the door. The room was pitch black. Fang Xuejian's heart was pounding, his back was chilling, and a trace of unknown signs flashed through his heart. He slowly reached in his left foot, held the door frame with his right hand, and pushed it open slowly. Suddenly, a strong smell of blood was smelled from his nose.
Fang Xuejian was shocked all over, and his left foot stretched out immediately shrank back. His true energy ran his arms, his legs opened, and he placed a defensive move with a single whip to deal with the sneak attacks that were rushing out of the house at any time.
A strong smell of blood floated out of the crack of the half-person-wide door, which was as sticky as a pot of pungent rice porridge. The dark room was full of ghost energy, and gusts of cold wind blew from behind. The door was plaid, which sounded creepy late at night.
Fang Xuejian's hair was standing straight, and he was waiting there with his teeth. His tense body was like an arrow that was full of bowstrings.
There was a silence all over the place, and even his heartbeat could be heard. The thin ice-like moonlight shone on his pale forehead. The cold sweat was as big as soybeans. The silk bellyband was wet and pressed on his face. I couldn't tell whether it was erotic or suffering?
A light click, a flash of fire in front of you, Xiao Zhao took out the fire in his arms, ignited the fire
She stared at the dark door hole like a bloody mouth, and her frightened eyes trembled gently under the flames. Fang Xuejian turned his head and looked at her, whispering: Danger inside, you can stay at the door and don't go in.
Take the fire whip with his left palm, take off the long whip on his waist with his right hand, and kicks open the empty door with a sharp kick, and throws out like a cat. With one move, the long whip is circling and detour, turning and wishing, guarding the sneak attack direction in front of him tightly
The door opened and closed, creaking and swaying, with the faint light of the fire fold, the empty room was in a mess, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, half of the mosquito net was torn off, and the ground in front of the bed was so wet, and it was so gray. I don't know if it was a blood trace
Fang Xuejian breathed lightly and lit the candles on the table, and the room was lit up immediately
He put away the fire note and walked to the bedside. A large circle of blood on the ground was shocking. He was still slowly squirming like a living creature, expanding out little by little
A silk quilt has broken more than a dozen large holes, and the cotton wool that is turned out is like azalea red
A pair of men and women slept on the bed. The man had white hair and wrinkles like old tree bark covered the whole face. He was an old man in his seventies or eighties. His woman had black hair and silkworm eyebrows and two eyeballs suddenly appeared. He could see that he was a pretty young woman before he was born.
The faces of the two men were sallow due to excessive blood loss, and looked extremely terrifying and ferocious.
The old cow eats tender grass. This old man is probably the old turtle named Li. He didn't expect that he would get retribution so soon. It's considered God's eyes
This woman is not very old, obviously just the old turtle's concubine, so naturally this building will not be the residence of Mrs. Yuan Pei.
Fang Xuejian glanced around the room a few roughly, and even the clothes and pants that they took off before going to bed were torn into pieces and fell all over the ground. The most valuable thing in the room seemed to have been swept away by the comrade who arrived in advance.
He blew out the candle, stepped out of the room, briefly explaining the situation in the room to Xiao Zhao.
Opening her big eyes as beautiful as stars, Xiao Zhao looked surprised and suspicious. Finally, she grabbed his arm and let out a sigh of relief. As if the heart that was in her throat finally fell back to her chest.
The two flew downstairs and turned over a hill-like Taihu stone. At the end of the pebbled path is a rain corridor mounted on a lotus pond, pavilions, pavilions, red beams and green tiles, nine curves and eighteen bends, the elegant style of Jiangnan gardens
The autumn wind is like a sleepwalker floating blindly in the dark, blowing through the withered lotus leaves on the lake, and soon lost in the vast distance.
The crystal stars shine with moving light on the gray sky, like pairs of lovers' hazy and burning eyes, and the air is as sweet as pollen.
Fang Xuejian suddenly stood firm, turned around and grabbed Xiao Zhao's palm, looked at her deeply, sighed softly, and said: Xiao Zhao, my husband will go north tomorrow, thousands of miles apart, I don't know when I will see you again this time, I really want to kiss you now, and carrying you through this rain corridor is also a kind of compensation for me
Xiao Zhao shook his body and raised his face. The clear light of the moonlight dissolved into her infatuated eyes. The moist water light fluctuated gently inside. Suddenly, he tiptoed and kissed his lips like water through his two bellybands, and said softly: Husband, you should carry me. Xiao Zhao likes Husband, carry me forever, carry me forever, carry me forever, carry me forever, carry me forever, carry me forever, carry me forever
In an instant, a heat flow rolled through Fang Xuejian's chest, hot and swelling, making his throat choked, and he nodded quickly: OK, my husband will carry Xiao Zhao for the rest of his life, and carry Xiao Zhao for the next life, and carry him down for the rest of his life. Squat down and let her climb onto his back, hold Xiao Zhao's round thighs firmly with his palms, get up and walk onto the lotus pond rain corridor
After all, the locust wood board under your feet is old and creaking when you step on it
Xiao Zhao hugged his neck with his arms, leaned his head against his shoulders, felt his solid muscles, smelled the strong warm breath of the man's body, a woman's heart was floating and intoxicated for a moment
Just as the two were immersed in this short lingering moment, the footsteps in front of them sounded, and two bloated black shadows rushed over from the other end of the rain corridor.
Fang Xuejian woke up and hurriedly put down Xiao Zhao on his back. In just a moment, the two black shadows were approaching, and each of them carried two big bags. No wonder they looked bloated.
The two men in black and black scarf unexpectedly encountered two masked comrades in this rain corridor. Their bodies stopped three meters away, looked at each other, took off the burden on their backs, and without saying a word, he pulled out the long knife from his waist and slashed over.
The sword light was as fast as lightning, and the two of them were as fast as galloping horses, instantly approaching within five feet of his
The strong wind blew, Fang Xue's hair was getting longer and he felt that even the surrounding air was cut into solidified blocks by the sharp blade, which made him unable to breathe
He shouted loudly and withdrew three steps in succession. He rushed up like a whip in his hand, dancing wildly, and instantly used two powerful tricks to force the two men in black out one foot away.
Xiao Zhao was standing behind him, and was hit by his back, screamed in surprise, flew two feet away, and landed on the ground.
Fang Xuejian had no time to take care of him, and a long whip flashed out of his hand, making a skillful move, wind swept away the clouds, wrapping around a man's wrist. Just as he was about to pull it over, he died with a palm, but suddenly a flower in front of him, a whistling steel knife broke through the air, and the bright sword light blocked the sinking moon.
His body suddenly rushed out, and a piece of green scarf on his head slowly fell, and was instantly twisted into more than a dozen pieces by the sharp blade, flying in the air like a butterfly.
Fang Xuejian lowered his head and avoided the fatal slash. As soon as his left fist came out, he firmly printed the man's lower abdomen.
Oh, the man in black felt as if he was shocked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body flew back, and was stabbed by the long knife of his companion behind him. His body seemed to have a water bag with a hole in his body, and hissing
Splash
Fang Xuejian shook his right hand and the whip was pulled back quickly. The remaining man in black was numb and watched his companion die under his long sword. He was shocked. His wrist was whipped. The long sword was removed from his hand. He couldn't help but stumble over. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fist with his left hand, and hit Fang Xuejian's mouth and nose.
Fang Xuejian laughed loudly, turned around and kicked, and his heel accurately hit the man's jaw. Glerle A sound of bone shattering, the man in black flew up, and with a thud, it penetrated the eaves of the rain corridor, and a large piece of tiles opened, his head stretched out, his body under his neck hung in the air, his arms drooped softly, floating around casually
Fang Xuejian fought the most beautiful battle since his life. He cleanly solved the two masters of knife use, swept away the decline for several months. He was excited and danced and twisted his butt. He suddenly remembered that Xiao Zhao's body was knocked away by himself. He didn't know if he was injured. He took back the whip wrapped around the man's wrist and hurriedly ran over to help her up.
Xiao Zhao kept saying chuckling, her body was soft, rubbing her painful and crisp breasts, and said weakly: Husband, if you want to retreat in the future, it is best to say hello in advance, my little slap can't help but hit you a few times
Fang Xuejian had just learned the magical skills of "The Washing Marrow Sutra". He was full of confidence and was complacent when his mind was hot. He forgot about his restraint and demeanor he paid attention to. He was called by Xiao Zhao's sweet voice and calmed down immediately. He was worried that the shouting and shouting just now would wake up the people in the villa. He hurriedly carried Xiao Zhao and walked up to the two men in black. He reached out to their pockets to explore, took out two stacks of silver notes, more than ten taels of silver, two jade plaques and a map with graphic drawings.
He didn't even take a closer look, put all these things in his arms, lifted the four bags in the corner with stolen stolen goods, and ran around like flying.
After leaving the rain corridor, I turned over the Taihu Stone. I saw that the room of the three-story building had lighted up. A young woman suddenly ran out like crazy. Her body suddenly hit the balcony guardrail, shaking, and she opened her throat and shouted: "Oh, killing, the master and grandma Jiu were killed, come here, Ah...
The sky was as gloomy as mourning clothes. The autumn wind was blowing, and the leaves were rustling down in the yard. The woman's screams were shrill and frightened, and it was heard from afar. It seemed louder and more harsh in the quiet night.
Fang Xuejian was not very good at all. When she heard that after she called, a large number of strong slaves rushed over in the villa, and their legs were faster and they ran desperately among the flowers and trees in the rockery.
When flying to the backyard wall, there were already many lights in the front and back yards, and the sound of people vocals and knocking on the clapper came vaguely
Fang Xuejian was anxious and sweated from his forehead. He jumped off the wall and landed silently. His body was as low as possible, like an agile African black panther, using the remote dark corner of the wall, the shadow of the tree fled forward.
Along the way, I don’t know how many saplings, flowers, how many flower pots, fences, and finally got to the place where I jumped in. I felt calm and reached out to pat Xiao Zhao’s round buttocks and said with a smile: My dear wife, I finally got safe. My body was straightened, and a flying crane soared into the sky, soaring into the sky. Before his toes were stepped on the wall, I suddenly heard a shout below, and three shuttle darts flashed under the moonlight, turning into three blue lightnings, divided into three upper, middle and lower routes, flying quickly towards his back.
This man waited until this time to jump out of the hidden weapon, which was also sinister and cunning. Fang Xuejian didn't expect that he would meet a hidden weapon master here and almost got confused.
He was in mid-air, and there was no place to leverage around him, so he could not escape sideways. In addition, Xiao Zhao was lying on his back, the situation was critical and extremely dangerous
Fang Xue gradually became wise and swung his right arm, blocking two bags behind him. He turned his head and dinged, and his teeth were sore, and he bit the shuttle dart like an electric light.
Fang Xue gradually jumped onto the wall, stood firmly with his feet, spit out the steel dart in his mouth, and smiled: The turtle grandson below heard that, I am the third leader of Baihua Village on Tianzhu Mountain, I will give you a moment to make a comeback in a few days, and you will definitely be your life. The laughter was hoarse, quite reluctant, and I was very scared.
The blue light flashed in front of him, and three darts flew over again. He hurriedly jumped to the ground, greeting Chu He and Yunxia who were waiting in place, and ran along the way he came.
From a distance, I heard the noise of the villa everywhere, the gongs and the basin were knocking loudly, and things were getting big, and it would be dangerous if I didn't run away.
The four of them rushed down the mountain at full speed.
Chu He has excellent light skills and does not feel difficult to run. Yunxia has little feet and can't walk faster, let alone running quickly?
Oops, falling to the ground
Chu He shook his head and went back to help her up. When he looked up, Fang Xuejian had already run dozens of feet away and had to support her and run.
Yunxia's ankle hurts, and her face is covered with sweat. As Chu He drags and pulls, she barely keeps up. The straight trousers on her lower body are cut into several holes by the thorns on the roadside, revealing several snow-white thigh skin.
Fang Xuejian carried four big bags with his arms, carried Xiao Zhao on his back, and ran all the way around a bush forest at the foot of the mountain. Seeing that the carriage was still parked in place, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, whistled, ran over easily, lifted the curtain, and was about to throw the four bags into the car, suddenly in the dark carriage, two steel knives stretched out like lightning, one left and one right, and were placed on his neck.
Behind the tree trunks around, more than a dozen black shadows popped out, and the sword light was lit up, pointing at the vital points of the two of them. A middle-aged man laughed and said: I never thought that the "jagged wolves" who had been thieves for more than ten years would fall into my hands today. You have been so rampant these days. In just three days, you even robbed seven giant households in Zhou County, Anqing Prefecture, and killed dozens of people. You don’t even let go of my master. But do you know that today is there? He lifted his feet and kicked Xiaozhao’s butt.
Xiao Zhao let out a chubby cry, and her tears were filled with pain
Fang Xuejian didn't expect that the matter would end. When the task was completed, such a change would occur. The steel knife was placed on his neck, and he couldn't move at all. He could not imagine for a moment. He just heard the middle-aged man's voice a little familiar. When Xiao Zhao wailed, he felt anxious. He suddenly remembered someone and shouted: Senior Brother Zhou Cheng, I... I am Fang Xuejian
The man was the eldest disciple of Mingjian Villa, Zhou Cheng, the magistrate of Anqing Mansion. His second foot was half an inch away from Xiao Zhao's round and tender butt. After hearing his shout, he forced himself to stop the power and said in surprise: You... are you the sixth junior brother Fang Xuejian?
Fang Xuejian saw that he was indeed the eldest brother Zhou Cheng, and this joy was extraordinary. He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said: It's Ah, it's Ah, it's me, I'm Fang Xuejian, you... you just said to your master... He suddenly remembered what he said just now. Even if you don't let me go, could it be... Could it be that Mingjian Villa was robbed and the owner Jiang Changrong died at the hands of thieves?
Zhou Cheng snorted from his nose, turned to look at the four bags he was holding, and pulled off the bellyband from his face, pressed him with a cold look, suddenly grabbed his front, gritted his teeth and said:
You were missing for two months, and my master asked me to look for your whereabouts, but you didn't know that you were willing to fall. I gave this group of thieves and asked quickly to explain whether the woman on your shoulder was a "embroidered thief" eight years ago, eight years ago, and the "embroidery thieves" from the 58 households in Yangzhou and Suzhou? I confessed to you, and the punishment would be lenient.
Fang Xuejian blinked subtly when he saw him, and knew that the eldest brother was going to excuse him for his crime. Unfortunately, the person on his back was his little wife. Moreover, eight years ago, Xiao Zhao was still an eight- or nine-year-old yellow-haired girl, and the "Embroidery Thief" who sounded extremely strong was really unrelated to the situation.
He smiled bitterly and said: Senior brother, the woman on my back is your sister-in-law, not an "embroidery thief". This time we came to "Longmian Villa". In fact, we were not here to steal things, but to avenge a good woman. We...
Zhou Cheng didn't expect that he was so stupid. When he was anxious, the sweat on his face fell.
Two of the subordinates he brought this time were closer to his deputy Cheng Zhiming, and three of them were from the local Yushan County Government, and the magistrate sent to guide the way.
It's okay for the yamen runners in Yushan County. Cheng Zhiming has been eyeing his position and once he takes this opportunity to write a small report in the ear of the prefect Xu Xueshi, saying that he was willing to protect his junior brother when he was performing official duties, but he couldn't afford to take advantage of it.
Although Fang Xuejian was his junior brother, he started late. Except for festivals, the two of them usually don’t meet a few times and have limited friendship. Moreover, the master is dead now.
The position of Anqing Tongzhe is in charge of criminal police affairs in one government, but he has a good job of making money every day. His family and his family rely on this to enjoy their happiness. If they lose their jobs, how can they have a good life of food, drinking, and complimenting for thousands of people in the future?
He weighed the pros and conscience for a moment, and quickly calmed down. He looked angrily with a look of terrifying expression on his face, and said angrily:
Fang Xuejian, you, a thief who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors, colludes with the "embroidered thief" under the name of "the jackal is a thief", and engages in "the embroidery thief", robs them of evil things like killing people, brothers, tie them up with cowhide ropes, take them back to Anqing prison, and hand them over to Lord Xu.
Fang Xuejian didn't expect that he turned against him so quickly, shouting for injustice. The four bags in his hand were taken away by two yamen runners and threw them into the carriage. Four other officials took out the cowhide rope and came up to tie up their hands and feet.
Zhou Cheng felt a little guilty and did not dare to look at his eyes. He turned his head and walked aside.
Suddenly, a woman above her head shouted, and the heart-shaped leaves of the sycamore tree fell. Before he could come back to his senses, his scalp suddenly cooled down. A sharp sword was cut off from his head, and a corner of the black soap hat was cut off. A broken hair flew with the wind. The blade of thin ice like stopped in his ears, causing coldness to invade the bones.
Chu He's voice said: Dog official, let go of my husband!
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