Legend of Fei Chapter 65: Selling play

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"If you speak well..."

The carriage was rolling forward, and the horse-drawn carriage was striding in four directions. Zhou Fei took half of the throne of Xie Yun's dominating carriage driver, playing with a whip in his hand unconsciously. Unintentionally admiring the beautiful mountains and rivers along the way, his complexion is a bit solemn.

Xie Yun protested: "I speak reliably, have you seen how many people can be like me, all the big things and small love in the world are as precious as everybody?"

What's so proud of having long ears and broken mouth?

Zhou Fei was not in the mood to start a lawsuit with him, waved his hand, and said simply and rudely: "According to your'level' statement, I am at best a second-rate guy."

Xie Yun snorted, then said: "It can be counted when the condition is good."

Zhou Fei rolled his eyes: "What did you hear the storyteller say about me?"

Xie Yun shook his head and said: "I jumped two levels in a row and beat the top masters. I went straight to the grandmaster. The other grandmasters are not worth mentioning. All of them have a beard and a group of children. They are in the youth and beauty. It’s nowhere near as good as you when you click on it. I heard that I’m almost kneeling down for you, hero, I will not do anything else when I’m young, do I just drive the car for you? When are you going to go to heaven and stab the old man of the Jade Emperor? Come down?"

Wu Chuchu inexplicably raised the curtain of the car, poked her head out and asked: "What are you talking about? Uh...No, you two are talking again?"

Xie Yun said without looking back: "We are talking about the story of a famous man named Zhou Duandao."

Zhou Fei: "...Believe it or not I will kick you down?"

"Don't believe me," Xie Yun said confidently, "Kick me down, Zhou Daxia can drive the carriage to southern Xinjiang."

Zhou Fei: "..."

Xie Yun still refused to accept it and said incessantly: "You are a'hero' like you who doesn't work hard and doesn't know how to distinguish everything. If you can't do it then, you really have to beg for food. That's right. Xia, do you know how to sing "Shulaibao"? Or I will teach you a few words temporarily?"

Zhou Fei couldn't bear it, and swept it out with one foot. Xie Yun was like a clever leaf, gently "floating" out, hitting a thrilling and beautiful handle in mid-air, and grazing it gracefully. On the roof of the car, it was a good time to sit down.

Wu Chuchu subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his head-fearing that his old man would collapse the roof of the car.

Zhou Fei gave the horse a heavy whip. She didn’t know if she couldn’t make it, or the calluses on the **** of the horse pulling the cart were three feet thick, so she wouldn’t accelerate anymore. The horse is dead and pig is not afraid of boiling water. He twisted hotly, still strolling forward unhurriedly.

Zhou Fei said angrily: "This is actually a donkey on stilts."

She listened to the sensational "Martial Arts Anecdote" by the singer, and she didn't sleep well for several nights. One moment she dreamed that the Four Sages of the Big Dipper gathered around Tai Chi gossip to besiege her, and another moment she dreamed of her mother taking it. The waist-thick whip used her as a top, which made her stand on tiptoe for hundreds of times. The next day she woke up and was still dizzy.

But how did the rumor of such a smokeless come out?

Zhou Fei frowned suddenly, came up with a possibility, and asked Xie Yun on the roof: "Did you think it was Shen Tianshu who was hiding me behind?"

"How yin?" Xie Yun's voice came from the roof of the car, "I told the world that I was defeated by a yellow girl?"

Zhou Fei: "..."

That's right, Shen Tianshu and the others who have been famous for a long time can't do such a shameful thing-it's really unnecessary to deal with her unnamed petty violently.

Xie Yun said slowly again: "You don’t run on the rivers and lakes often. You may not be clear. The big guy has been grudges against Beidou for a long time. The rumors of children crawling all over the floor, even Shen Tianshu himself can’t care about it, and usually no one takes it seriously."

Zhou Fei said strangely: "Is it interesting for anyone who is too busy to make up this kind of rumors?"

"Yes," Xie Yun dangled his long legs very freely. "When everyone is cynical in the mud, I always hope that a hero will be born. But... your situation A little special, coincidentally, the Azure Dragon Lord really died."

There are many fish and dragons next to the Sanchun Inn. No one knows how many people are stretching their necks behind the cracks in the window to watch the excitement. Zhou Fei has indeed made a lot of trouble with the old man in Jiulong at the Sanchun Inn.

Later in Hengshan, except for the three of them and Yin Pei, everyone else died in the secret path—Yin Pei didn't even want to admit his surname Yin, and would not want to spread rumors or clarify anything.

Anyway, the Snowbreaker really haunted the Sanchun Inn, and it didn't take long for the Azure Dragon Lord to die unexplainably.

From an outsider's point of view, it seems a bit like the truth.

The story about Huarong must have been heard, but the story about Sanchun Inn can be rumored.

A fledgling young man, really dared to single-handedly challenge the Azure Dragon Lord, and float away after winning the head... Then the fact that she frustrated Shen Tianshu suddenly seemed a lot of real.

Zhou Fei said dryly: "My mother will definitely kill me."

Xie Yun poked out a head from the roof of the car: "You still have something to miss your mother? Oh, you really don’t know anything about the world. A Fei, I advise you, from now on, you can hold your tail and be a human being. Try not to do anything with people, and try to pretend to be dead before returning to Shuzhong and let them pass on. As long as you don’t show up and do not cause new troubles, they will forget it after a while."

Zhou Fei’s thinking is relatively simple. She is not afraid of anything else. Li Jinrong always said that she did not get the true biography of Snowbreaker. She only learned a little bit of fur, so she was called "passed from person to person" all day long. , I felt that it was not enough to discredit the ancestors, so he snorted at that time and agreed with Xie Yun's words.

It may be that the previous period was too thrilling, and the next period of time is simply peaceful.

Xie Yun finished writing his ridiculous new play, Zhou Fei finally drove the carriage away, and Wu Chuchu became less and less reserved by the ladies.

I don’t know if it’s suddenly under pressure from the outside world. Zhou Fei seems to be a temporary schoolboy who fears that others will hold her for "exams" every day. He can only seize all the time and hone her troubles day and night. The snow knife comes.

She is not idle even when eating, Zhou Fei often eats and straightens her eyes, staring at the tip of the chopsticks without blinking.

Xie Yun stretched out the chopsticks and shook it in front of her with a lot of hands: "Hey..."

Zhou Fei didn't even think about it. When he flipped his wrist, he used the wooden chopsticks as a knife, and knocked it to "divide the sea", and Xie Yun's chopsticks snapped.

Xie Yun: "..."

Wu Chuchu could not bear to come forward to mediate: "You can't eat or sleep, and you can't fight!"

Of course, Zhou Fei did not hide too much. After all, no one guessed that the so-called "Nan Dao Descendant" grew up like this. In the rumors that are becoming more and more weird along the way, Zhou Fei’s image has already changed from one person. The "five big and three big swordsmen" have become "a big monster with green faces and fangs that slapped a bear to death."

We arrived in Shaoyang peacefully and peacefully. Xie Yun’s "Jackdaw Sound" was formally finished, and the three settled down.

In the evening, Xie Yun gave himself a facelift. He put a moustache on himself, and somehow he smeared it a few times, and made a few wrinkles on his face. As soon as he turned around, he A graceful young man dressed up as a middle-aged scholar with a mouth full of "wow sorrow," he was so vivid, he was almost a living person.

Xie Yun straightened her collar sourly: "Now the old man is the "Thousand Years Worry", how about it?"

Zhou Fei truthfully commented: "If you lie down in a small dish, you can dip it directly when eating dumplings."

Xie Yun took a fan and patted her head: "The girl is rude, how can I talk to the master?"

Zhou Fei reached out his dog's paw.

She is not the first time she pretends to be a girl, she can still ride a carriage when she is next to Mrs. Wang. But it's normal for the old lady to bring a little girl by his side, and a sour man with "Uncle's Article No. 1 in the World" written all over his body also has a little girl by his side... Isn't that old and rude?

Xie Yun heard of her concerns and asked in shock: "You actually think that Qiantuiyou is a serious person, what do you think? There are no ten thousand and eight thousand scholars in the world who have been tried for a long time. If I don't write about adultery /The lyric song, how do you stand out from it?"

Zhou Fei: "..."

Xie Yun winked at her and waved at her, saying: "I'm going to sell the show. Miss Wu is a pretty lady. It's inconvenient for me to take it around. How about you, dare you to have a long time to know me? "

Zhou Fei felt that it was not very good. Even though she had already had a lot of blood on the knife in her hand, she still felt that it was not a long-faced thing to mix with a man who wrote lewd or **** songs.

Xie Yun: "Will you go? I can go if I don't."

Zhou Fei only held it for a moment, and followed without saying a word.

Xie Yun seems to be very familiar with Shaoyang-he seems to be "home away from home" everywhere, pointing out the sights and talking about things along the way, Zhou Fei suspected that he was making up.

Seeing that he drove into a dazzling alley with ease, Zhou Fei finally couldn't help but ask: "Why are you so familiar?"

Xie Yun replied solemnly: "I want to have dinner here."

Zhou Fei: "You...what?"

"When I was a child, the teacher thought I was too squeamish, and Kung Fu refused to teach me well. He asked me to go out for three years if I didn’t have any money. He also promised that as long as I didn’t starve to death in three years, he would teach me a life-saving method. Kung fu. I have been in the Beggar Gang, and I didn’t mix well. Although the Beggar Gang claimed to be Bai Dao, there were a lot of hob meat in this group of Huazi. It is common for big beggars to bully little beggars, very unfriendly, I I had to betray angrily, shaved my head and became a monk. There are real and fake monks, and their character is generally better than that of Hanako. Some bald heads can really read a few sutras, and those who can read sutras can beg much easier, especially I am very handsome. Chic..."

When he fart, Zhou Fei sullen his face and asked in a low voice: "Master Ling hasn't been punishable by the Nine Clan?"

Xie Yun smiled triumphantly against the old face of the middle-aged scholar, opened the folding fan and flickered a few times, and sighed: "You have to ask yourself, and you don't believe it...oh, woman." /

"What's wrong with the woman?" At the end of the alley, a window suddenly opened, and a woman popped up. She leaned out half of her body, resting her chin, and taking a condescending look at Xie Yun.

The woman was too upright, but her eyebrows were slender, and her half-opened eyes seemed to have a small hook hanging in her eyes. She looked tired and indescribable. There was a sudden on her plain white goose egg face. Ruowu's smile: "Mr. Qiansuiyou, I have not seen you in a few years, and the love is still there."

Xie Yun gave her a hand: "Boss, I haven't seen you in a few years. The sentient beings who were overthrown by you may not be able to stand up."

The "lady boss" listened to this slick tone, not only was not angry, but a little proud, and she hooked his finger and said: "Have you brought something good? Come up if you bring it, and get out of it if you don't. The old lady won't entertain you for this kind of poor ."

Xie Yun laughed, turned around and waved at Zhou Fei, and whispered: "This is the gold master, I sold you a good knife. You will talk well later, don't stab Louzi."

Except for the elders in Forty-Eight Village, Zhou Fei has seen rough village women outside Yueyang, the wife and daughter of the Wu family, and the crazy Duan Jiuniang... But this "lady boss" is different from each of them—— Her bones looked light and light, soft as if they could be folded any way.

Zhou Fei, a country girl who has never seen the world, still doesn't know what is called "fengchenqi".

There is a very narrow door at the end of the alley, which is not the main entrance at first glance. The lady boss upstairs personally came down and opened the door for them: "Come in...Huh?"

She suddenly saw Zhou Fei behind Xie Yun. She looked at Zhou Fei in surprise with a pair of peachy eyes. She hid her mouth and smiled: "Where is the little beauty?"

Xie Yun said without changing her face: "My girl is called Xie Hongyu."

Zhou Fei: "..."

Is someone tired of living?

The lady boss narrowed her eyes and smiled meaningfully. She obviously didn't believe it, but she didn't ask much.

She lazily stepped forward and took the two in. The backyard was not too big, but it was full of flowers, and the walls were full of flowers. At first glance, it was colorful and there was a swing in the middle. There was a piano on the small table next to it, and a delicate fragrance was everywhere. I don't know where it came from. Zhou Fei was overwhelmed and looked around quietly, feeling that it was indescribably unique.

The lady boss stretched out her hand covered with Kodan, and rushed to Xie Yun: "Bring it."

Xie Yun took out his bound "Jackdaw Sound" from his arms and handed it over. He didn't miss Zhou Fei's hand and snapped a finger in front of Zhou Fei to prevent her from looking around and stepping into the fish pond. in.

The proprietress held his book, Shi Shiran walked to the swing and sat down, pointed to the stone table and stone stool and said to Xie Yun and the others: "Sit down for two."

While talking, several beautiful girls in red and green cuckold came out of nowhere. After pouring tea and pouring water, they did not forget to say a few words to Xie Yun about "Mr. Long and Mr. Short" thalassaemia—there is one She also stretched out her hand and squeezed Zhou Fei's face.

Zhou Fei: "..."

She honestly sits next to her and can be hit by the fish!

These girls seem to be quite familiar with Xie Yun. For some reason, they are not presumptuous to him, but rather formal and respectful.

It didn't take long for the lady boss to finish the search, and then she looked up at Xie Yun thoughtfully for a moment.

Xie Yun: "What?"

"Are you sure you want to give me this copy?" the lady boss asked, "I always feel that you have taken other people's blood and tears to make a laugh."

"It's selling singing, tut, I don’t sell myself, and it’s so unpleasant." Xie Yun corrected it lightly, "Blood and tears, it’s disgusting to eat by myself, and it’s out of time to tell others. I borrowed it for some travel expenses. Don’t you make the best use of it?"

The lady boss turned her gaze, "poofed" and said: "Okay, I'll accept it, the old rules."

As soon as she finished speaking, a young girl came over with a tray and handed over a tip.

Xie Yun took it and padd it. Without even looking at it, she took it into her arms: "I know that the boss is happy... Actually there is another thing to ask for this time."

The lady boss raised a finger.

Xie Yun took a golden leaf from the bag and returned it back.

Zhou Fei understood. She felt that Xie Yun did not sell the movie for travel expenses, but to buy news.

The proprietress rolled her eyes and snatched it away, sneered: "Take my old mother's money to send my old mother, I really have you, there is something to say, there are farts!"

Xie Yun said: "I want to ask the lady boss a piece of news. When the twelve ministers are escorting to the south, it is not enough for a few civil servants to give up their lives. Therefore, there must be an expert **** on the road. At that time, besides Yin Wenlan, was there still Qimen among the entourage? Are there still one or two... friends who are not on the right path?"

The proprietress was taken aback, she slowly pushed the golden leaf back to Xie Yun, and said: "I don't know. Even if I know, this news cannot be bought by a single golden leaf."

Xie Yun's eyes flashed: "I can exchange..."

He didn't finish his words, a young girl with a little panic walked into the backyard quickly and whispered in the ear of the boss.

Zhou Fei has five senses. He heard the girl say: "Madam, a bunch of ‘five sons’ from the ‘walking gang’ don’t know what they are doing. Many people came here, all at the front and back doors."