Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 160: Explosion

Yingzhou·Zhoucheng

In the bullock cart, Liao Qingye, this lovely loli, was gently snuggling in Pei Ziyun's arms, opening the carriage curtains, watching the crowd coming and going outside the window.

Little Lolita saw the crowd selling kites outside and turned to look at Pei Ziyun: "Brother, next time you take me to fly a kite, I have never followed you to fly a kite." This

She took Pei Ziyun by the corner of her clothes and said, remembering something, and lowered her head and said: "In the past, when my father was there, he always said that he would take me to fly a kite, but never did it."

Listening to this, Pei Ziyun looked at her, with tears in her eyes: "Okay, I'll take you with me next time."

Pei Ziyun touched Liao Qingye's little head pityingly and said that she would never have the wish of flying a kite with her father, but she could make up for it.

"Thank you, brother!" Lori listened to Pei Ziyun's answer, and she smiled for a while, stretched out her chubby hand, and hugged Pei Ziyun tightly.

I used to be small and thin, but now I am fat.

"My son, Fu Mansion is here." The coachman said, Pei Ziyun got off the car, and a group of people waited at the door early to help set up the family. After entering the main hall, Fu Juren said: "Sit down, forgive you for not having to eat. , I have instructed the kitchen to prepare. Use a little bit of these snacks first."

Pei Ziyun waved his hand, picked up a piece, and asked: "How is the situation in Zhoucheng now?"

Fu Juren knew that Pei Ziyun thought, and just said: "Shibosi is under the control of the governor. After a whole year of trial operation, the three ports have formed a climate with an annual income of 200,000 taels."

"The imperial court has moved the governor's office to ask the governor to fold up and play carefully. It is said that it is intended to be promoted. Yingzhou cannot only open the port on the one hand."

"Where is Jibeihou?" Pei Ziyun glanced at Fu Juren and asked.

"Not bad. I heard that I took the initiative to disarm, received encouragement from the Holy Spirit, and rewarded me with dignity. Now I heard that a fleet has been organized to trade with Fusang, and the profit is not small."

"The fleet, make a profit." Pei Ziyun got up and paced for two steps. He naturally knew the profit inside. If he used to, he would definitely have to join in. Now he doesn't have this thought, standing at the door and looking outside, without speaking for a long time. .

Fu Juren asked in surprise: "I heard that your family received a gift from the emperor. I wanted to congratulate you, but you look like this. What's the problem?"

Pei Ziyun smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said: "Fortune and misfortune depend on each other!"

At this time, a person in Fu's mansion took a letter forward and whispered: "My son, the third son of the Hou Mansion just now sent someone to deliver the letter."

Pei Ziyun took the letter and tore open the envelope, revealing Wei Ang's words: "Brother Pei, goodbye for a few months. Although there is a misunderstanding, I don’t want to break the friendship because of this. I made amends for my brother and set the address at Tanggong Temple to meet, and I hope Brother Ziyun will come in person."

"Tang Gong Ancestral Hall? Wasn't it the place where you played with Wei Ang last time and was assassinated?" Looking at the letter, Pei Ziyun hesitated, but looked at the waiting servant: "Is the person delivering the letter still there?"

"My son, the messenger delivered the letter to the house and left." This person answered quickly.

"Well, you go down." Pei Ziyun waved, hurriedly ate the meal, walked a few steps in this courtyard, looked a little inexplicable, looked at the sky, entered the room with gloom for a moment, and took the silver ticket to go out.

The night is getting deeper, and there is no sound from the mountain road, only some wind, rushing, and some chill.

The Tanggong Temple on the mountain had already closed the door, and the lights were turned off. Pei Ziyun was standing on the cliff side in front of the temple. From top to bottom, you could see the Zhoucheng in the distance. At this time, there were many people. Lanterns are hung in front of the door, or oil lamps are lit at home, forming a city full of lights.

Pei Ziyun looked at these scenes, sighed, and saw no one around, turned around a little bit on the ground, and immediately sank, revealing a big hole.

Pei Ziyun buried a package on his back. The soil covered it, revealing a thin thread. The stone piece was lightly covered on it. With a little bit of Taoism, the stone piece was just like a root. .

The top of the mountain, the open space, and the pavilion are buried in several places, and all the leads are pressed by the stones, fixed by the Taoist method, and can be ignited only by the sword.

After finishing this, Pei Ziyun entered the Tanggong Temple and said deeply: "I'm disturbing Tanggong. If there is any disturbance in the future, I will make up for it."

After finishing speaking, I looked at the stars in the sky and sighed: "Wei Ang, you and I are not only brothers, but more interesting. I hope that it will not develop to the unpredictable situation I think."

Winter·Xiaoxue.

A few days later, Pei Ziyun raised his umbrella and sword and went all the way along the mountain road. This is the second time I have been here. This mountain is lush and lush and forested. Although it is in winter, there are still large waves of pine and cypresses, and then go up again. Wei Ang was waiting in a pavilion on the top of the mountain, and a tea table was placed in front of him.

The tea stove in the "Hululu" pavilion was boiled with a pot of water. Seeing Pei Ziyun coming, Wei Ang greeted: "You are here. Last time I said to drink tea together. Today I got some tea, so I will drink it together with you. "

Pei Ziyun stepped forward and sat opposite Wei Ang. Wei Ang took a teacup and a pinch of tea. He rolled the sleeves and poured boiling water into the cup. There was a sizzling sound. The craftsmanship was exquisite. Qingxiang, Wei Ang said: "Please!"

Pei Ziyun took the teacup in front of him, saw the tea-colored amber, scented with tea, and smiled: "Okay!"

I played for a while, but didn't drink, just listened to Wei Ang said: "I don't know Junior Brother Pei, is there a poem masterpiece recently?"

Listening to Wei Ang's words, Pei Ziyun put down his teacup and glanced at it: "Wei Ang, you and I have known each other for a long time, and you still don't understand me. You can't make a poem without wine!"

"I forgot. Come here, bring me wine." Wei Ang ordered.

Pei Ziyun smiled and waved his hand: "No, I brought it myself."

Speaking in his arms, he took out a flat silver jug, poured a sip of wine, and stood up and chanted in a low voice: "If life is just like the first time you see, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for the idle change, but the heart, but The old Taoist heart is changeable."

There was little snow outside the pavilion, snow falling, as if chilling, Pei Ziyun finished the poem, with a trace of metallic trembling, Wei Ang's face turned pale, and he sighed after a moment of stun: "It's a good poem, it's worth it. Jiu Xian, what he said is that if life is just the first sight, how wonderful it would be!"

After Wei Ang finished speaking, he took the tea cup and fell to the ground. With this sound, a large number of armored soldiers gushed out of the temple. Wei Ang retreated quickly and escaped from the armored soldiers. Then he continued, "I won't have this in my next life. Family, I would also like to be a confidant with you."

At this time, the armor and soldiers separated, and an **** appeared in the crowd.

The **** has no need for a white face, a majestic attitude, and a pity on his face: "Jie Yuan Gong is really a great talent. This poem is also moved by our family, but you have broken the Lord's major event, and today you are going to borrow your head. "

Standing in the pavilion, Pei Ziyun scanned the surroundings and saw these people wearing armor suits, heart protection glasses, and all knives out of their sheaths, waiting attentively, and their expressions gradually became serious: "King Lu's black guard? Ji? Beihou has colluded with King Lu?" "I'm sorry you." Wei Ang said in the crowd, his expression sad: "But this is not a collusion, King Lu is the king, we are the minister, the king has life, the minister Just listen to it."

"That's right. Xie Yuan Gong is also really good-looking. It's a pity that there was poisoned tea, and the whole body was left without pain, but you didn't drink it. Now there are only swordsmen."

"I heard that you have become the real person of Yinshen, maybe I am moving in front of me?"

"Three years ago, the Master of Dongling Guan was also a real person of Yinshen, but he was disrespectful to the Lord. The Sajia brought a team of soldiers and chopped off his head."

Seeing that Pei Ziyun was unmoved, the **** sneered and said: "Jie Yuan Gong, dealing with a Taoist like you, has more experience, think I can't make a joke?"

Speaking to take out a token, coldly with a dragon pattern, screamed: "The king of Lu has life, Pei Ziyun is not forgiven, kill."

"Boom!" Pei Ziyun felt a long and faint groan like a dragon and a dragon, his body stiffened, his mana was still there, but he couldn't make it out.

"Haha, without Dao Fa, how many soldiers can you kill me, no matter how capable you are?" The **** said, and the soldiers will be killed in the next moment.

"Hahaha!" Pei Ziyun laughed, looking at the soldier in front of him, and Wei Ang hiding in the crowd: "You are my friend, but today you have reached this point."

Listening to this, Wei Ang raised his head and shouted: "Slow!"

Following Wei Ang’s words, these were about to pounce on and the soldiers stopped. Wei Ang seemed to have made up his mind. He came out to look at Pei Ziyun, with guilt on his face: "Although you and I have not known each other for a long time, I also Treating you sincerely, seeing you as a confidant, just a person in the mansion, there is no way."

"I thought for a long time, but finally I figured it out. I am the third son of Hou in Jibei. I will have nothing if the Hou Mansion is not there." Wei Ang said this, his face gradually calmed: "But don't worry, I will Take care of your mother, with me in one day, she will not be left without support and be bullied by others."

"Haha, Wei Ang, what you said is good, but I can still be with you, if possible, if I leave a trace of your blood in your family, it can be regarded as the friendship between the two of us." Pei Ziyun means a lot. A sneer appeared, without the slightest hint of desperation.

"You?" Wei Ang stared and shouted.

"Kill!" The **** also felt that there was something wrong, and when the hair was horrified, he immediately ordered the left and right, and the soldiers rushed up like a tide.

"Wei Ang, do you know why I am fighting for this time?" Pei Ziyun laughed, stretched out his arm from his sleeve, and a fire ignited at this moment.

Go one step forward, use a sword to pick it, and a piece of stone is to be opened~IndoMTL.com~ The fire fold is thrown up, just listening to the rapid burning of the fuse, Pei Ziyun no longer hesitates, and pounces on the cliff. Looking back and smiling: "Goodbye!"

Speaking, jumping off the cliff.

"No, run away." Wei Ang only felt that a horror had struck him in his heart, and fled back, but he only ran a few steps, only to hear a "boom", and the whole pavilion flew into the sky with a lot of Limbs.

"Huh, let your armor be like a cloud, can you be covered in gunpowder against me?"

"It's still mixed with a gunpowder bag quenched with a poisoned tip."

Pei Ziyun fell from the cliff, feeling light all over, that the prohibition of Taoism has faded, stretched out a finger, a piece of canvas on his body spread out and turned into wings, gliding away, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. far away.

　　

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