"Sir, what a bad intention is to be a stern black man?" Pei Ziyun couldn't help but speechless. Seeing He Qingqing organizing the bathing and changing clothes, he paced. Although he was wearing only a pair of thousand-layer cloth shoes, his steps were sluggish, but he seemed calm and elegant, which made the Lord Bo secretly admire him.

There were vines on one side of the pier, the stems looked very thin and weak, with white rough hair on the branches, and some red beans were ripe. Pei Ziyun went up to pick the red beans. The chief clerk was very surprised: "Mr. Jie Yuan is really leisurely. I wonder what is the matter when picking the red beans?"

"I'm giving it to someone." Pei Ziyun knew that there was no such poem in this world, and it seemed that the red beans might not be the original red beans. It would be wrong just for the month. At this time, he just smiled and didn't say much.

The shower was quick, and the village residents changed their clothes and boarded the big boat. Pei Ziyun saw it. At this time, in the middle of June, every family was taking a break in the summer and drinking tea to relieve the heat. The master couldn't help but sweat. He immediately restrained all his smile and bowed seriously: "I've been troubled by these days..."

After saying that, he stopped talking and took out three silver notes for the master: "I'll leave now, you can go back and pay the transaction, and take this little silver for tea."

"Sir, say goodbye."

"Duke Jie Yuan walked slowly." When the chief clerk saw that it was three hundred taels, he looked smiling.

The boat set off and left, went down the water, and soon disappeared into the river.

The chief clerk stood on the bank of the river and looked at the ship in the distance. At this time, another man stepped forward and whispered: "Sir?"

"Hmph, so what if those villages have lost? I want to ask me for business, but I don't even want to pay for the money. Do you really think I am a slave?"

"Pei Ziyun is not in Nanli to stir up trouble, it is best if he leaves, and this matter ends here."

"We have to think of ways to get a share of these villages with heavy losses."

"Sir, wise." Following the warrior to understand, he quickly said, and the Lord Bo smiled and pulled out a picture: "Give it, Mr. Jie Yuan is generous, I am not stingy, everyone will do it."

"Yes!" The people below couldn't help but feel thunderous and immediately found a place to escape the summer heat.

"What? The court and the chieftains are all left. It's damn!" A garden of flowers and plants were covered with flowers in Nanli City, Shi Muzhong threw the teapot to the ground.

"Mr. Shi, what do you think? The priest died and the village suffered heavy losses, and the officials did not take action. This hatred was really unbearable in his heart." A Miao village leader beside Shi Muzhong said hatefully.

"I will report this to the young master." The priestess was the young master's man. I don't know how to impress him. The young master trusted him and gave him the right to start. Otherwise, he would have raised an army so easily. Now that the person is dead and the matter is not done, Shi Muzhong is also very distressed.

He sent the village leader away, Shi Muzhong returned to the room, gritted his teeth and held the teacup, and said to himself: "Thousands of people surrounded and killed him, and thought it would be natural. With such force, three or five masters could surround him, but he didn't want you to successfully counterattack, and he even killed this priest."

"Now the government is cautious about you. It seems that you are a variable arranged by God. If you don't die in a crisis, you will be able to inherit the high priest."

After a long silence, "Even if you try to blame, you must report to the young master, and use the wrath of thunder to stop the change."

The boat was sailing in the river. Pei Ziyun stood on the deck and the breeze blew by, blowing the corner of his clothes, playing with a red bean in his hand.

The girl came to Pei Ziyun and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, these days, people in the village are not used to life on the boat. What should I do?"

Pei Ziyun knew that wandering on the boat was the most likely to be dizzy, and she smiled bitterly: "There is no way, you can arrange for someone to take care of it. Every few days, look for the dock to rest for a day."

"It's good to get used to it."

"Yes, young master." The girl answered.

The boat sailed for several days from the mouth of the river and entered the sea. Yang Fan went up and took a detour along the coast for half a month to arrive in Yingzhou. When Pei Ziyun opened the door, he knocked on the door. He Qingqing was happy, "Young Master, I finally arrived in Yingzhou. Everyone was so anxious that they wanted to go down."

When Pei Ziyun heard the girl's words, he was just thinking, saying, "Don't call me Young Master, call me Young Master... You're so nervous. I got used to it a while ago, but I didn't see anyone coming to look for me. However, the people in the village are not good at water and are tired now, so I have to arrange a few days of cultivation."

"You're here, let's arrange it and we'll stay here for a few days."

"Yes, young master." The girl responded happily.

It was approaching dusk, and He Qingqing had booked three nearby hotels and took people out for fun.

Pei Ziyun took the meal and left the hotel. He walked alone. He saw bushes planted on the embankment. He swelled and slapped towards the solid embankment, splashing water. He looked around. This was the dock on the coastal county, which was much smaller. However, it seemed that it was the reason for the sea ban. It was more prosperous than imagined. There were more land vehicles and boats, picking up passengers, delivering goods, loading ships, and catching vehicles. Pei Ziyun walked around at night, with some comfort and a rare leisure.

The small vendor on the roadside sold braised chicken and snacks and shouted and sold them. He only heard the old man on one side talk to an old man, and his tone was unique. Pei Ziyun stopped and took a step by step when he passed by.

"The King of Jibei is really able to take it and let it go. I heard that the King of Jibei invites His Majesty to remove his armor and return to the fields by himself. The emperor was overjoyed and was approved and gave a lot of rewards."

"Hey, I think it's the Marquis who is smart. The Marquis who is not like this is afraid that they will end up like the Marquis in the north." The old man sneered.

"Hey, Old Man Chen, it doesn't matter anything else. If you take the matter in the north on the street, you don't worry about death, whisper, whisper." The old man just now said in a low voice as he listened to the old man's words.

"If you don't talk about the matter of the marquis, the Governor General has opened the maritime ban in accordance with the emperor's grace. He heard that three ports have been opened, and the Japanese pirates have been reduced a little, but there are many Japanese people appearing openly at the port, which is very unhappy."

"It's true that there are fewer Japanese pirates. Now that the sea ban is released, life has improved a lot." A person passing by also answered.

"Yes, the docks have been much lively recently, and many ships are going into the sea, wanting to win the business of Japanese pirates."

Pei Ziyun stopped and thought that history has changed because of me, and Yingzhou has changed because of me. It is just that the changes that have occurred may not be what I want.

Pei Ziyun suddenly felt something. When he thought of Ye Suer, he couldn't help but touch his pocket. There were red beans picked in the Nanli Land. His thoughts were a little inexplicable, so he turned around and returned.

When she arrived at the hotel, Pei Ziyun entered the room and ordered the friend: "Get a pen, ink, paper and ink."

"Yes!" After a while, the guy brought it up with his pen, ink, paper and ink. Pei Ziyun sat firmly on the side, lit a candle, and grind the ink carefully, making his thoughts difficult to express.

Missing each other, staying with each other, or being reluctant to leave Ye Suer's luck in his previous life?

Pei Ziyun couldn't explain it clearly, but he just missed a little in his heart and couldn't dissolve it. At this time, he took the pen and wrote a letter.

"It has been months since we parted, and I miss it very much."

After writing the letter, I thought about it, took out the bag of red beans, held a red bean in the palm of my hand, as if it had a strong sustenance. After a long time, I sighed and added a poem to the end of the letter.

"The red beans grow in the south, and a few branches grow in spring."

"I hope you will pick more of this thing, and I miss you the most."

When I opened the window, I opened it. Not far from the hotel was a river of sea. The willows on both sides were green. A full moon shone on the sky, and the sky was shining with snow.

There were still people in the stall just now, but now the stalls are gradually closed, and the nearby houses have already fallen asleep, with only the sound of cicadas and insects, rising and falling like a tide.

Pei Ziyun sneered suddenly: "You have followed me for so long, but you haven't shown up yet?"

There was silence under the moon. Pei Ziyun did not hesitate anymore, drew his sword and stabbed him in one place. He heard the sound of swords and swords fighting each other, and instantly sparks burst out. Pei Ziyun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him. A masked man in black appeared. The sword body was narrow and his splendor flashed.

"Who are you?" Pei Ziyun asked. The assassin said nothing, but just smiled in a dark state. The candle fire suddenly faded. For a moment, Pei Ziyun could not see anything.

"Peng!"

The sword light exploded, and the two of them passed by. Pei Ziyun's horns floated down, and a strand of blue hair of the assassin also fell. At this moment, the candle light appeared.

"Good swordsmanship, but unfortunately you're going to die here!" The assassin reached out and took the hair, threw it away again, and said coldly.

Pei Ziyun couldn't help but sneer when he heard this. It's a joke that he dared to say he wanted to kill him.

"Kill!" The assassin's long sword stabbed out, and suddenly, the whole area was sank into the darkness, with no light at all. Almost at the same time, a sword appeared, becoming clearer and bigger, and the world was filled with this sword, with a dazzling power, piercing straight.

"It's a Taoist technique!" Pei Ziyun understood that the tip of the sword seemed slow, but it was really fast. At the critical moment of life and death, a long sword suddenly became a little.

With a clang, Pei Ziyun felt a force that was transmitted from the sword body to the body instantly, invading the internal organs, and felt like steel and soft, and it felt cool in an instant. As long as this coolness invaded, it would definitely die. But at this moment, a force of the same nature in the body came straight towards him.

"Peng" Pei Ziyun took a step back, and all the strange phenomena disappeared in front of him, and the candlelight continued to burn. Although the assassin did not retreat, he also swayed, and his veil broke through half of his face, his hair hanging on his broad shoulders, his eyes staring at him for a moment, and there was no expression on his sinister face.

"Hard and soft!" At this time, there was a sound of people being alarmed. The assassin whispered and turned around and left.

Pei Ziyun's face was gloomy: "Shi Muzhong, Xie Chengdong!"

The words were filled with hatred. Although only half of the face was revealed, the original owner's sinister face was too familiar with it in his memory, so he could understand it at a glance. It was originally just a guess, but now it is completely certain.

"That priestess must be Xie Chengdong's person!"

"Shi Muzhong is Xie Chengdong's loyal dog. Xie Chengdong has clearly noticed himself five years in advance and is still very hostile - the only good news is that Shi Muzhong has not achieved Yin God. His cultivation is about ten levels, only one level higher than me. Although his cultivation in Taoism is higher than mine, his swordsmanship is one point worse than me."
Chapter completed!