chaotic world

At dawn, after Zhou Lan finished washing, she heard a knock on the door and opened the door. A tall young man was standing outside the door holding corn film and millet porridge.

"Jin Xiaoman, have you come back?" Zhou Lan was already familiar with the person who brought him meals every day, and asked familiarly as he reached out to catch the food.

Jin Xiaoman scratched his disheveled hair, leaned against the door, and thrust his hands into his sleeves: "Hurry up, the village, the village is not, not very far away." He stammered a bit, and when he spoke, his eyes followed Blink together, as if the five senses are trying to help the mouth together.

There were still people walking around in the courtyard, so Zhou Lan asked Jin Xiaoman why there were so many people in the courtyard, why didn't he bring more people with him when he went down the mountain to hunt for food.

Jin Xiaoman rolled his big tongue and stammered, explaining that there were too many people going out, and if there was a big commotion, the security team in the county would be alarmed. Besides, there were many hills nearby, and there were several bandits. Come and step on the nest.

Just as he was stuttering, the gate of the courtyard was wide open, and people and horses began to come back one after another.

Immediately loaded with food, chickens, ducks and geese, and a big fat pig behind a horse, the second master rode a tall horse and rushed into the gate of the courtyard first.Zhou Lan annoyed him the most, with a fleshy face and a lustful look. On the first day of going up the mountain, the second head of the family poured cold water on him, almost freezing him into a popsicle.

Erdangjia also saw Zhou Lan, and stuck out his tongue to him with a smile, as if he was afraid that he was not wretched enough.

Zhou Lan closed the door with a cold face, climbed back to the kang and continued to take a nap.

Just as he was about to get lost, he heard the noise outside and the chaos of chickens flying and dogs jumping around. Zhou Lan put on his clothes and opened the door, only to witness a cheerful scene. A group of men were chasing the fat old sow all over the yard.

"Grab it, block it, go to the corner, Hei Si'er, you're fucking dumber than a pig!" Someone yelled loudly.

"Damn it, try this bitch, this body, this strength, I'm afraid she will kiss me if I get impatient!" A dark half-grown boy retorted.

The crowd burst into laughter.

The old sow raised her head and howled wildly, knowing that it was time to die, she resisted with all her might.

The sun was just right, and this scene was quite interesting. Zhou Lan hadn't left the room for a long time, and wanted to see this lively scene.

The old sow, who was forced to the corner, went crazy, opened her mouth, gleamed her teeth, howled, and suddenly rushed out from the gap in the crowd, heading towards Zhou Lan.

Probably due to animal instinct, Zhou Lan was the weakest among a group of people, so the old sow rushed over.

Seeing this momentum, Zhou Lan hurriedly closed the door, but before it was too late, the old sow slammed into the house like a cannonball, slammed into the house, couldn't find a way out, and turned back to break through the door—Zhou Lan was standing at the door.

It stands to reason that the old sow has reached a dead end, and a group of people can hold it down no matter what, but the men outside are like bewitched, holding their heads to look in, but refuse to enter.

"Come in and grab it!" Zhou Lan shouted.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, if you don't enter, you won't enter if you die.

The old sow roared, her eyes were red, and she was baring her teeth at Zhou Lan.

This is to bite? !

That dark boy had a quick mind, and shouted to Master An, come out quickly, the old sow can kill people even with a quick eye, you are now in its way!

The old sow rushed forward with her hoofs. Zhou Lan, a young master in the city, saw the biggest piece of pork that was as big as a bowl of pork. She was so frightened that she ran away, and the old sow followed closely behind.Now the yard became a mess, Zhou Lan ran in front, the old sow ran after her, and a group of people followed behind the pig, shouting and chasing.

Seeing that Zhou Lan was about to be pushed up by the pig's mouth, Jin Xiaoman inserted it obliquely in a few steps, grabbed the two pig's ears and pressed down hard. Unsteady, Jin Xiaoman became impatient, rubbed the pig's ears, and kneaded the pig's head like kneading dough. The pig kicked its legs wildly, but couldn't lift its head up.

Zhou Lan had just recovered from his foot injury, and his calf became weak from running, so he finally sat down on the firewood pile, and Jin Xiaoman also sat down beside him, panting: "No, it's okay, Master An."

Zhou Lan waved her hand: "No, it's okay, thank you, thank you, you"

"Don't, don't imitate, I, I'll talk." Jin Xiaoman stammered even more anxiously.

"No... I didn't learn from you, I, I can't breathe!" Zhou Lan was out of breath.If it is really eaten by a pig, although it may not kill a person, it is not worthwhile to bite off a finger.

Zhou Lan admired Jin Xiaoman's strength. Jin Xiaoman laughed and said that it was not a matter of strength, but of skill. He is a Mongolian and has wrestled since he was a child. With the right strength, no matter how big he is, he can be let go fall.

The two chattered and laughed, the old sow was bled and cut into eight pieces, the cauldron was set up, and the meat was ready for the water to boil.

In the past month, the mountains have been covered by heavy snow, and it has been a long time since I saw meat. Today's stew is really beautiful.

Zhou Lan got up and patted his buttocks to go back to the room. Just as he opened his legs, a thick and heavy arm rested on his shoulder.

"Master An, don't rush to leave."

Without looking back, I knew it was the voice of the second master.

"Don't get in the way." Zhou Lan turned her head away in disgust, and she actually needed to say a few more words at the same time in her heart—a good dog doesn't get in the way.

"Besides, my brother offended you that day. I'll accompany you. I'll give you a chance." Before Zhou Lan could answer, he exerted all his strength and almost took Zhou Lan off his arm, and dragged him into the yard. .

Not far from the meat pot, Zhou Lan was pushed on the bench, and the second shopkeeper sat down next to each other, clearly harboring malicious intentions.

"Second, second brother, don't, don't make trouble with the young master, the eldest brother will, will be unhappy." Jin Xiaoman followed quickly with his eyes and hands.

"Boss is not here now, why, I can't entertain Boss's guests?"

"No, no, this, this, meaning, big brother...he..." Jin Xiaoman, who was not very talkative at first, couldn't say anything at this time, stomped his feet, turned his head and ran away.

Erdangjia's arm was always on Zhou Lan's shoulder, like an iron hoop, making him unable to stand up and move away.

"You want to pay compensation, don't you? Come on, I'll wait." Zhou Lan's attitude was neither soft nor hard, and he didn't look straight at him.

It was strange enough for these two people to be hugging each other. Everyone gradually noticed this side, and the lively atmosphere changed. Someone reminded the second brother to stop playing, but he ignored it and asked someone to bring a jar of white wine. bowl.

"Come on, come on, everyone is a witness. I will accompany the young master. I respect the young master, and I do it first." As soon as he raised his neck, the wine in the bowl drained to the bottom.

"Li, I paid the compensation. If you want to accept it, just do a bowl." The second master's eyes were shining.

Zhou Lan could guess what his idea was. When it comes to drinking, he is definitely not a match for rough men, but since he arrived at Black Eagle Mountain, because of the cold weather, he drinks a little to warm up every day-this is what Du Yunfeng taught him, so this A bowl, Zhou Lan reckoned, wouldn't make people turn their backs after drinking it, and be ashamed on the spot.

"Just one bowl, you can see clearly." Zhou Lan raised his hand to drink it up, handed the bowl to someone else, got up and was about to leave.

"Hey, it's not over yet." The second master pulled him back like a lamb, stalking and stalking him.Zhou Lan couldn't screw him, and after a while, he was poured three bowls of wine.The second leader just didn't intend to let him go, his attitude became more and more hostile, Zhou Lan's eyes became colder and colder, and the two of them were about to choke.

With a nervous expression, Jin Xiaoman ran over from the backyard with Li Bonian, the third master.

The third leader, Li Bonian, and Du Yunfeng both escaped from the mine, and they are closer, while the second leader is an old bandit from Heiying Mountain. Du Yunfeng annexed those people, and he was dissatisfied. All kinds of fault finding.

Li Bonian was the third in the group of gangsters, and ranked lower than the second shopkeeper in terms of fame, so he had to accompany the smiling face, half persuading, half coaxing, half snatching and half grabbing the second shopkeeper.

While tugging and tugging, Zhou Lan's face was flushed, and the alcohol was on the top.

Everyone thought that Zhou Lan was a young master, with no strength to restrain a chicken, so they didn't pay much attention to him. Unexpectedly, he suddenly lifted the wine jar from the wine wheel and threw it at the second master.

He hit hard enough, the wine jar shattered, and the wine spilled all over the surrounding people.

Things got bigger.

"Oh my god, I didn't fuck you last time, but I dared to hit me today." The second boss got even more excited when he had a reason.

Everyone fought, Zhou Lan touched another wine jar, and smashed it head and face. Don't look at him Wenxiu, he really has the bones to start a drunken madness.

In the chaos, someone quickly snatched the murder weapon from Zhou Lan's hand.Zhou Lan drank too much wine and couldn't react. He froze for a moment and found that he had no weapon in his hand. He lowered his head and touched a sharp bowl on the ground before rushing forward, stabbing the second shopkeeper in the heart without any vagueness.

Both of their clothes were torn.The second leader, with a big shoulder and round waist, picked up the hemp rope that tied the owner just now on the ground and tied Zhou Lan up, and rushed into his room after carrying it.

At the gate of the cottage, "Xue Li Zhan" snorted, and the horse's hooves stepped on the ground impatiently. Du Yunfeng looked coldly at the chaotic scene in front of him, and with a crack of the horsewhip, the crowd fell silent.

Du Yunfeng got off his horse.

Without saying a word, he walked through the crowd, walked to Erdang's house, and stretched out his hand coldly: "Give me the man."

"Boss." The second master snorted and sneered, "Don't you ask what's going on?"

He didn't intend to let go of the dizzy Zhou Lan.

"Boss, we have our own rules. Today, he, an outsider, beat me up. According to your theory, what should you say?" The second master's eyes shone shrewdly.

"He hit you?" Du Yunfeng smiled noncommittally, coldly: "You've been beaten by a 'Northern Wind Tiger', so don't report this number outside again from now on! Shame on you!"

Erdangjia gritted his teeth and didn't speak, his eyes were alert and he hid his knife sharply. There was an undercurrent in the crowd, and Erdangjia's subordinates gathered together silently and slowly.

Du Yunfeng was sensitive to the undercurrent, and then his eyes swept across the crowd like a torch, and he said lazily: "But Young Master An is my guest, no matter who strikes first, it's his fault if he hits you!"

Du Yunfeng approached, and as soon as he raised his hand, the second leader immediately took a step back.

"The wine jar was smashed?" Du Yunfeng reached out his hand and picked out a small piece of porcelain shavings from his hair, and called out, "Hei Sier, bring me a jar too!"

Next, the wine jar was broken into blossoms on Du Yunfeng's head, and the wine flowed down. He wiped the wine all over his face with a backhand, blinking: "Fuck! Have fun!"

He picked up another jar and slammed it on his head hard, the wine dripped down from his hair like rain, Du Yunfeng smiled suddenly on his wrinkled face: "Second brother!" Stepped forward, hugged the second shopkeeper, and put his forehead against the other's forehead, "Isn't it just such a shit, brothers, who can't bear it a few times, tickle itchy." After finishing speaking, the crowd laughed, and the atmosphere burst into laughter. Chill out.

Du Yunfeng let go of the second shopkeeper: "He is a scholar, not as rough as us, I will pay you back two altars for him, second child, do you think it is fair?" After speaking, he looked at the people around the second shopkeeper with a sneer.

In both public and private matters, Du Yunfeng acted fairly, and those who wanted to make trouble had nothing to say now.

Du Yunfeng's smile receded, he stretched out his hand to grab Zhou Lan, put it on his shoulder, and said in a casual tone: "He messed with you, you forced him to drink, what do you think?"

The second leader took a nervous step back.

Du Yunfeng sneered, turned his head back to the room, and said as he walked: "Remember this time, whoever forces Young Master An to drink in the future, I will cut off his tongue to make wine!"

Zhou Lan was laid flat on the kang, a drop of blood dripped on his face, and he shook his eyelashes in a daze.

Du Yunfeng raised his hand to touch his forehead, turned around and went out to break off an ice skate under the eaves to touch his forehead, the cold suppressed his irritability.His brain is extremely clear, if he comes back late, Zhou Lan will definitely suffer.The second leader must be eliminated. This person will rebel sooner or later, but how will his group settle down?

It was already evening when Zhou Lan woke up, and she vaguely remembered that she had fought, but she didn't remember when Du Yunfeng came back or how he saved him.

"Your second-in-command is a beast! You can't even control your own people." Zhou Lanyong was sitting on the kang, with one hand pressing his temple, and seeing Du Yunfeng sitting on the table, he was a model of sitting or not. It's even more disturbing.

Du Yunfeng smiled ingratiatingly, jumped off the table, squatted on the ground, and lay on the edge of the kang like a big monkey, looked up at Zhou Lan's melon-seeded face, and lowered his voice: "This Black Eagle Mountain was originally his mountain. He has always been the second innkeeper, and I ran here with my troops. The original big innkeeper died. We had a fight, and I took the position of the boss. He is still the second innkeeper. Can I accept it? I wanted to kill him a long time ago. I reckon, he also wants to kill me, but now we have a lot of people, so we are stuck! When I find the opportunity, I will open my posture and fuck him, fuck his grandma!"

Speaking of which, Du Yunfeng pulled out a small dagger from his ankle: "Master, you keep this for self-defense."

"So small?" Zhou Lan weighed it in his hand.

The dagger was no longer than a palm, silvery white all over, with some patterns on the blade and barbs on the back, sharp and thin, and could even bend softly with light force.

"Don't underestimate it, it's really steel." Du Yunfeng touched the pattern lightly with his finger, the simple pattern is a blood groove, the knife bites into the flesh and then stabs it, the barb can take the flesh off, the wound can't heal.

"In case I'm not around someday, if he dares to provoke you, just stab him in the heart, and give him a white knife in and a red knife out!" Du Yunfeng chattered next to Zhou Lan's head, pulling his neck and stirring it with his hands. gesture.

Zhou Lan's eyes brightened, he played with the dagger, and excitedly threw it in the air. Du Yunfeng's back felt cold, and he wanted to stop him, but he held back the words in his throat—for fear of scaring him Missed.

Du Yunfeng could only hold his hands and watch nervously, seeing that he was fine after tossing it a few times, he was a little relieved.

After dinner, Du Yunfeng came back from inspecting the stockade and took out two cans of canned yellow peaches like a magic trick. Before the Zhou family had no shortage of food, Zhou Lan never felt good, but now seeing him, he felt sour on his tongue.

Lifting the lid, Zhou Lan scooped up a piece and brought it to his mouth, then put it down suddenly, and said with a embarrassed smile: "Yunfeng, you can eat too."

Du Yunfeng shook his head, there were only two cans in total, he was reluctant.Yesterday he went straight to Fengtian and bought a bunch of things, all for Zhou Lan.In his heart, Zhou Lan didn't suffer any crimes, he couldn't be cold, hungry and frightened, let alone live the hard life of a bandit.

"I bought this yesterday? This is only available in Fengtian, right?"

"Well, don't you remember, we used to eat it a lot. At that time, we were greedy for it." Du Yunfeng sat at the table with his cheeks in his hands and looked at Zhou Lan. His eyes were innocent and soft, without any shadow of a mountain king.

Zhou Lan felt even more embarrassed, scooped up a big piece and handed it to his mouth.

"One piece for me, one piece for you, or I won't eat it." Zhou Lan couldn't help but stuff it into his mouth, and Du Yunfeng opened his mouth to take it.

Delicious, sweet from the mouth to the heart, he felt that the young master was so kind to him!

After eating a lot of food, they made their stomachs round, so they decided to find something to eat. The north wind was blowing outside, so the two decided to have fun inside the house, so they played cards.

The two faced each other, sitting on the warm kang.

When Maodong on the mountain had nothing to do, he often played cards in the village. Du Yunfeng thought he was handy, and with pride in his heart, the cards in his hand would crackle.

Zhou Lan was quiet, and ignored the other party's snapping of fingers and shaking of feet.

Zhou Lan has never played poker before, it was not taught in foreign schools, and no one played it with him in Zhou's house, so he is concentrating on learning it right now.

In the first round, Zhou Lan lost.

"If you don't gamble at cards, you are useless. Young master, if we don't talk about money, it hurts our feelings. Should we bet on something else?" Du Yunfeng suggested enthusiastically.

If you play with your brothers, you will get money, and if you don't have money, you have to put stickers on your face.Du Yunfeng's favorite thing to do was slap in the face. Of course, he was the only one who slapped others. No one dared to let him lose when a card in his hand stinks.

Zhou Lan looked up: "What do you think is a good bet?"

Seeing Zhou Lan's upright look, Du Yunfeng immediately rejected the idea of ​​sticking the note; slap?Relying on the strong to bully the weak, he will not rely on the strong to bully the weak with the "good guy" at the moment. .After much deliberation, he had an idea - flicking the brain, it doesn't hurt, it's quite interesting, pop a flower on that delicate head - Du Yunfeng's hands were itchy.

Zhou Lan was also very happy. She lowered her head and pushed her head obediently, revealing the snow-white back of her neck.

Du Yunfeng really wanted to reach out and touch it, but he heard Zhou Lan holding his breath: "If you don't play this one again, it won't count."

The hand changed direction and turned into a bullet head.

Zhou Lan didn't feel any pain, but just scratched her hair itchyly.Du Yunfeng's heart blossomed beautifully, he and the young man in front of him had always had a master-servant relationship, it felt really good to "play" with the young master today.

At the beginning of the second hand, Zhou Lan studied the cards carefully, apparently he had figured out the way, and the novice was lucky, Du Yunfeng played harder and harder, and finally drew the cards.No one hit anyone.

In the third hand, Du Yunfeng carefully guarded against him, secretly thinking that people who have read books are gods, and they are very good at playing cards. It is not easy to play him like this. can succeed.

Halfway through the game, Zhou Lan stared at the cards in his hand, suddenly stretched out his hand to pull the cards in front of him, and muttered, "That's not right."

"What's wrong?" Du Yunfeng looked innocent.

Zhou Lan looked up at him, and suddenly rushed towards him: "Ha, you must have hidden cards!"

Du Yunfeng laughed and resisted, his buttocks still refused to move, and there was something sitting underneath, so it shouldn't be revealed.

The more he didn't move, the more Zhou Lan felt suspicious under his buttocks, and hugged his waist with both hands, determined to see what happened.

After arguing and fighting, the two hugged each other. Zhou Lan was thin on the outside, and his strength was not too small. Du Yunfeng couldn't sit still when he was pushed. Fortunately, he was tall and long, so he took the opportunity to hug each other in his arms. : "Haha, young master, please forgive me, I didn't."

"I don't believe it, get up!" Zhou Lan arched back and forth, making a fuss, and groping with both hands, somehow touched the other's itchy flesh. Du Yunfeng laughed and fell back, lying on his back On the kang.

Holding the cards in his hand, Zhou Lan threw the opponent on the hot kang, half riding and half sitting on the opponent.

He pounced on Du Yunfeng's chest: "You said you didn't hide it, look at this ass! It's just a deck of cards, and you almost stole it." When the cards hit the other party's face, Zhou Lan smiled, his eyelashes flickering under the candlelight flickering.

"Don't make trouble, haha, stop making trouble"

"Stay with me! Give you a brain collapse!" Zhou Lan exhaled hotly, squeezing Du Yunfeng tightly on the kang, as if he was about to bounce.

Du Yunfeng still put his arm around Zhou Lan's waist, looking at him at such a close distance, he felt a heavy "gudong" in his heart.

Zhou Lan didn't notice the other party's momentary loss of focus. He pointed at his forehead very seriously: "I've been caught by me for cheating. I have to play three, and I can't miss one."

Du Yunfeng tightened his arms quietly, thinking to play, play as many as you want, it feels like falling into a dream.

Zhou Lan tossed the card away, stretched out his hand to his mouth and breathed out, and quickly bounced it on Du Yunfeng's head.

"Ouch!" Du Yunfeng covered his head tightly, he was taken aback, it hurt so fucking badly, it made him curl up in pain!

Du Yunfeng took a deep breath, and his mind became sober as soon as he felt the pain.

Zhou Lan's finger was accurate and ruthless, it was right on Du Yunfeng's wound, and it was ruthless because Zhou Lan's fingers were not so strong——Du Yunfeng pulled Zhou Lan's hands to see—fingers Slender, with a thin layer of calluses covering the belly of the fingers, especially the fingers, the calluses are hard - Zhou Lan practiced the piano all the year round, and the planned study abroad in Europe was also for this reason.

At this moment, Du Yunfeng understood that in this respect, Zhou Lan was better, and he was at a disadvantage when playing this game.

Zhou Lan persisted, "There are two more! Don't rely on it!"

One hides, the other chases, jumping up and down the room.Zhou Lan spotted this itchy meat, and the two of them ran away and hugged each other for a while. Even in Tianjin, they had never played so lively and presumptuously.

Zhou Lan pressed Du Yunfeng's hands and pressed him hard on the kang, the two of them were out of breath.Du Yunfeng's arms were held down, and he couldn't move for a while. His legs could move, but he couldn't kick anyone.

"Xiao Yunfeng, do you admit defeat? Do you still dare to be disobedient?" Zhou Lan rode him triumphantly, calling Xiao Yunfeng very intimately.

Du Yunfeng lay obediently on the kang, his mind was wandering, he squinted his eyes and replied earnestly: "Master, I have always been very obedient."

"Okay, don't move." Zhou Lan let go of one hand, breathed out on his mouth, and gestured to play.

Du Yunfeng struggled out in a jerk, shouted "Master, please spare me", pulled Zhou Lan down into his arms, and resorted to wrestling tricks. The two of them got close, but Zhou Lan couldn't make a move.

Making a fuss, Zhou Lan probably used the wrong force, and he yelled: "Back pain!"

His waist had been beaten and he caught a cold in the snow, and it was stretched again just now when he was playing around.

The young master's small body is quite strong, Du Yunfeng sat on the edge of the kang thinking so, washed the two glass jars and used them for cupping to get rid of the cold.

Zhou Lan lifted up his clothes, loosened his trouser waist, and lay down on the kang, his entire back was exposed. Du Yunfeng glanced and saw half of his buttocks.

First wipe his back with hot water, and then apply some medicated oil.The dark red medicated oil spread out from the young man's back, spreading evenly from top to bottom with Du Yunfeng's hands.

After being raised on the mountain for a period of time, Zhou Lan regained his flesh and blood, his skin was smooth, with a slight trace of whipping.The groove in the middle of the back stretches straight, and the waist is also flexible, showing a rather curved buttocks. Du Yunfeng is flustered.

Hastily applied the medicated oil, drilled into the fire, took it out, turned it upside down, pulled out the cupping jar on his waist, Zhou Lan snorted, the jar was pulled out quite vigorously, he closed his eyes and rested and said nothing.

Zhou Lan got into the bed after cupping, and saw Du Yunfeng put on a thick cotton coat and was about to go out.

"Why are you going so late?"

"You go to bed first, I'll feed the horse some food." Du Yunfeng smiled brightly, and one foot had already stepped out of the gate.

Du Yunfeng closed the door carefully.

The air outside was cool, which dissipated some of his heat.He is very clear about his own thoughts, but he can't do it, and he doesn't even dare to test it. If it is placed on others, he dares to use the weak to defeat the strong.He can't be dirty with anyone, and he can't be dirty with Zhou Lan.