Mountains and seas can be flat

Although Fang Zheng does not believe that the "big country diplomacy" of this era will abide by the rules of etiquette, justice, and shame, at least in form the other party will behave, just like when Zifeng brought a big ax to kill the snake, Zu Jiang also sent it in advance Gift.

A blue bird held a bouquet of flowers and placed it by the lake at the entrance of the Huazu.Then the blue bird flew away.

This bouquet of flowers is rose-red, with double petals, somewhat resembling ancient varieties of roses or roses.It is said that the symbol of Zujiang is this flower, which is called "Sijihong".

Fang Zheng ordered someone to find a small jar to keep them, and put the flowers in the "government hall", waiting for the day when the mission arrived.The appearance of flowers means that they will come at any time.

Of course, Fang Zheng checked repeatedly to make sure there was no poison in the flower.

"Generally, they don't know how to use hands and feet. If they really want to poison and kill people, they don't need to mobilize their troops." Seeing Fang Zheng's nervousness, Meng Shisan comforted him.

"That's not necessarily the case, who knows what they are thinking." Fang Zheng can't forget that the former Zifeng wanted to "alliance" with the Youbi tribe in name, but in fact there were fewer people in the blood-sucking pit, and he wanted to drive people to be buried. , the hypocritical gesture made.Who knows if Zu Jiang lacked thousands of slaves to build some big project, paralyzed them and tied them away.

The information is not circulating, and it is impossible to agree on a specific date. Zu Jiang's mission may arrive at any time, and Fang Zheng said that the copper furnace forging should not be relaxed.Although it can be made into weapons, the shape and structure are all the simplest ones.The pottery models made by Meng Shisan and the others are not as fine as those produced in the royal capital of Yuyi and Xiazhu. There is a special pottery workshop in the royal capital, which is a skill passed down from generation to generation. Much more proficient, unlike Fang Zheng's here, he has to figure it out by himself, and the scrap rate is as high as half.Fortunately, the nearby mines are rich in resources and can withstand tossing.

Fang Zheng continued to water the peonies in the room. They are very tenacious. The two plants grew very fast. Fang Zheng changed the pots for them and cut the extra branches. Now they are alive in six large pots. Dozens of flowers bloomed, decorating Fang Zheng's room very beautifully.He distributed the extra flower branches to the tribe, and many families also planted them under the eaves or in the fields, which became a beautiful scenery.

When Fang Zheng was sleeping at night, his sensitive ears heard the sound of digging in the ground far away, and he gradually approached his room.It sounds like a little pangolin.Usually small animals would cross Fang Zheng's house, but this little pangolin was very focused and purposeful. Fang Zheng waited quietly, wondering what tricks the enemy was driving.

After digging in the middle of the night, Fang Zheng heard that the little pangolin finally dug under his house, and a small head broke out from the ground. As soon as the head came out, Fang Zheng stared at it coldly, and was so frightened that he quickly wanted to retreat. Fang Zheng pulled it out from the ground, then lifted the tail upside down, carried it out of the house, and tied it to the firewood pile in the livestock shed.The spirit is very happy to have this big toy, and repeatedly jumps across the face of the little pangolin, making it hiss in fright.

The passage dug by the little pangolin was very narrow, and it was barely possible for people to climb in. Fang Zheng was not in a hurry to fill it in, so he made some arrangements and waited by the side like a tree waiting for a rabbit.He could hear very far away, and the enemy only dug such an exit within a radius of [-] miles. Fang Zheng thought to himself, if he is so confident in assassinating the leader, will he hit it in one hit?He would like to meet for a while what else the other party has to do.

When midnight was darkest and thickest, Fang Zheng didn't wait for the poisonous fog, snakes or mist, only heard an assassin crawling in from the other side of the passage.Fang Zheng lay on the bed and pretended to be asleep. There were no lights in the room, and it was pitch black. Fang Zheng pretended his breathing and heartbeat to be the frequency of a sleeping person. He heard the assassin crawling to the entrance of the cave, but stood there silently and motionless. .Fang Zheng was getting impatient with waiting, and the other party climbed up lightly.

Even with Fang Zheng's close hearing ability, the assassin's footsteps were terribly soft. In the darkness, Fang Zheng felt that he had walked to his bedside and stretched out his hand. Although there was no dagger or knife in his hand, who knows what will happen in the next moment? Is it to choke the neck?

Fang Zheng was waiting for this opportunity, he snapped the man's wrist, and only heard a "click", as if he was broken and dislocated.Fang Zheng wondered in surprise how it went so smoothly?The opponent's other hand suddenly brushed towards Fang Zheng's side, pinched Fang Zheng's shoulder and pushed back.Fang Zheng pushed back hard, and the two impacts were too strong, and with a click, Fang Zheng's shoulder was also dislocated.

The man didn't grasp this opportunity, and retreated abruptly as if frightened, clutching his right wrist to set the bone.Fang Zheng also grunted and endured the severe pain to take his arm back. In the darkness, Fang Zheng's eyes could vaguely see that the man was wearing a black hat-like clothes, and his figure and outline were hidden in the darkness. Injured, the assassin was breathing very rapidly.

Fang Zheng used his uninjured hand, grabbed the sword and slashed at the assassin. The opponent kept dodging and did not fight back. Soon Fang Zheng's room was beaten into a mess.Fang Zheng faintly felt strange. The moment he dislocated his arm just now, he was actually still under the opponent's control. If he wanted to kill him, he should never withdraw his strength, as if he was afraid of hurting Fang Zheng... Later, he moved and changed his shape to avoid Offensive, it can be seen that the opponent is very flexible, so why only dodge but not attack?

The assassin was chased by Fang Zheng, and hid behind a few pots of peony flowers in the corner of the room. When Fang Zheng's sword stabbed past, he thought he was going to cut down the peony flowers, but the man turned around and faced the sword with his body .Fang Zheng was baffled by him, what's going on in this man's mind, and he is blocking the sword for Shaoyaohua?

With this change in Fang Zheng's mind, his subordinates involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief. The strength that used to pass through the chest turned into a point that only pierced the man's heart, shallow, about half an inch, not reaching the heart.There was a little blood.The man used the strength of his muscles to clamp the tip of the sword, otherwise Fang Zheng could have stabbed deeper.

Even so, as long as Fang Zheng concentrated his strength, he could still pierce the man's heart.The man stood still in the darkness, letting the blood flow slowly along the tip of the sword. In the silent darkness, there was only a slight ticking sound.Fang Zheng didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly the tip of his sword was drawn out for a long time, and the assassin's black bamboo hat was lifted away.

"Lian Zifeng!"

In fact, Fang Zheng vaguely guessed the familiar body shape and movements during the battle just now.Who else could it be but this psychopath?

In the darkness, Fang Zheng's eyesight could see the other person's face clearly. This was the first time he really saw the changed appearance of "Lian Feng" after recovering his eyesight.

That face is no longer "Lian Feng" at all, but the face of a vigorous young man who shot snakes back then. The outline has become deeper and harder. Now Zifeng is 19 years old, a fully mature youth in this era, his eyes are sharp in the dark Like a wolf, Fang Zheng seemed to be watching a knife blade slowly turning its light.

Zifeng stared straight at Fang Zheng. The wound on his chest was still dripping with blood. He covered it with his hand, as if some medicine had been applied on it. Then Zifeng raised his palm to his mouth, still staring at Fang Zheng intently. , but slowly licked the warm blood in his palm.Seeing that look, Fang Zheng's skin was covered with goosebumps.He knew that he should raise his sword again, killing this traitor would not be an exaggeration.But Fang Zheng still didn't do anything, he didn't believe that the other party had been silent.

—— Kui Ye came alone, do you really have nothing to say to me?Fang Zheng thought anxiously.

However, in the next moment Zifeng made a move suddenly, Fang Zheng swung his sword to meet him, only to hear a "dang" in the darkness, Zifeng finally took out his weapon, a thin long knife.The grid is on Fang Zheng's hilt, and Fang Zheng's hand is brought back to fold back.Fang Zheng freed up his other hand and clenched it into a fist, but Zi Feng held it in his palm.

This is a very dangerous stalemate posture for both of them. Although Fang Zheng's body is leaning back slightly, it seems that the slingshot is accumulating power.When he was fully concentrated, any distraction would be an act of courting death, but Zifeng's face suddenly approached in the dark, blood dripped on the sword, biting Fang Zheng's lips fiercely, and the strong smell of blood enveloped him.

Neuropathy!At such a time, Zifeng actually came to kiss him!

Fang Zheng only felt a pain between his lips and teeth, and the electric trembling burned all over his body from the nerve endings, and his brain went blank for a short moment of astonishment.If this is also an alternative attack method, it really caught Fang Zheng by surprise.

Zifeng was like a thirsty traveler in the desert, when he found a clear spring, he greedily drank it, as if he wanted to swallow Fang Zheng into his stomach.He was not satisfied with kissing, and bit Fang Zheng's Adam's apple. If it weren't for the two cold blades between them, they would really look like a pair of long-lost lovers.

Fang Zheng exerted his hands for the first time, and Zifeng pushed the quilt back again. Zifeng couldn't free his hands, and his teeth "sizzled" tore off the collar of Fang Zheng's placket, and gnawed hard on Fang Zheng's collarbone, leaving a bright red mark.

If he let it go, he could almost eat Fang Zheng whole.

Fang Zheng finally gathered enough strength from the dizziness, bounced his knees and kicked Zifeng out violently, Fang Zheng's hands were almost exhausted in the stalemate.He stood in place leaning on the heavy Huajian, and it would be more obvious if there was a firelight, although Zifeng could see his appearance clearly at the moment—Fang Zheng's hair was messy, his forehead was covered with sweat, Zifeng's blood was brought to his lips and teeth by his palm just now In the meantime, it was transferred to Fang Zheng again, so that his chin was covered with red blood, and the red color extended to the collarbone of the neckline, and was still flowing down.

Zifeng's breathing became more and more rapid, he looked straight at Fang Zheng again, took two steps forward, Fang Zheng stabbed with a horizontal sword suddenly, and the tip of the sword touched Zifeng's body again.Zifeng continued to take a step forward, clamping the tip of the sword with his body muscles, but Fang Zheng could still pierce through it as long as he exerted more force.

Zifeng continued to take a step forward with the tip of the sword, Fang Zheng was confused and angry, and shouted: "Are you courting death?!"

As soon as he crossed his heart, the sword pierced in, but Fang Zheng was scared in his heart, so he took a step back in order to prevent Zifeng from really piercing the sword through his chest.

Zifeng didn't speak, and took another step forward to force Fang Zheng back to the corner, as if he was holding someone hostage with a sword.Fang Zheng simply didn't know where he was looking for death, he wanted to ask Zifeng so much, and wanted to beat him up, but the other party...

Zifeng lowered his head again and leaned over to kiss Fang Zheng. The tip of the sword was stabbed a lot deep. Fang Zheng thought he had stabbed Zifeng to death for a moment. .Until the opponent continues to move, it doesn't look like someone who is dying.Fang Zhengcai realized it later, at the last moment just now, he seemed to deflect the tip of the sword a little bit, and slipped out from under Zifeng's arm.

But that all depends on Fang Zheng's soft-hearted and dizzy reaction. If he doesn't deviate by that half an inch, the other party is now a dead person.Can the other party guess things that even Fang Zheng didn't expect?It's also possible, Fang Zheng thought maliciously, he can be saved by Zu Jiang's superb technology after death, so he has nothing to fear, right?

Zifeng pushed Fang Zheng against the corner of the wall.Fang Zheng struggled desperately like a trapped animal, yelling and asking him questions.But Zifeng was just silent, like a stubborn rock, saying nothing, and did not allow Fang Zheng to escape.

Fang Zheng was in pain, but there was something else.

Zifeng seemed to be stunned by that appearance as well. He recalled Fang Zheng's rare reaction in a daze. "roll!"

The sky was still covered with black silk like a thick fog, but the first crowing of horned pheasants was heard. Zifeng stood on the spot, clenching his fists to block those things that came crashing down on him. There were clay pots, earthen basins and ore blocks, and there were faint veins between his eyebrows. Jumping, it seems to be struggling with something.He took another deep look at Fang Zheng, and finally jumped into the cave dug out by the pangolin, and left without looking back.

Fang Zheng panted irritablely. He was sure that Zifeng's intentions were more than that, and he didn't really get what he wanted when he came here.No matter what kind of distorted obsessions Zi Feng has, since he chose to abandon the Chinese people at the beginning, he left him and became a general of the enemy country.Before getting a reasonable explanation, Fang Zheng was at odds with him.This time I couldn't beat him and let him escape, and I will never let him go next time!He must find a way to restrain Zifeng, capture him alive and torture him, get answers, and solve all kinds of mysteries that he couldn't understand.

Fang Zheng finally kicked the chair and smashed it into the hole. The hole was too small and the chair got stuck on it.Fang Zheng was so angry that he hammered the wall, and was furious that he had softened his heart to this traitor just now.The reason why he didn't kill the killer was because he wanted to do whatever...to listen to what he said.

But there is no explanation at all, and he is determined to draw a conclusion.

If so, why come?There is something really wrong with this traitor. He crawled into his house in the middle of the night looking for death, and kept kissing him.If it was just a test, Zifeng should be very familiar with this place, there is no need.Fang Zheng couldn't figure out Zifeng's brain circuit. The other party was afraid that there was something wrong with his nerves, or that he might have betrayed him, so he still...

What about kissing him?When it's time to sell, it's still sold happily.Fang Zheng swore that he would be bitten by a dog once, and there would be no next time.Next time, we must settle accounts with him.

Since Zifeng showed up, the mission was nearby.

With a grim expression on his face, Fang Zheng slowly tidied up his clothes and wiped away all the blood.Then he kicked the house open, and walked to the center of the square, where there were various early warning devices.Fang Zheng pinched the piece of wood on the railing until it deformed, and then broke into several pieces in his hand.

After a while, Fang Zheng adjusted his mood. He picked up one of the early warning devices and blew on the big reed that the Jiuli people used to send messages. It was placed on the central square of the tribe. Fog in the valley.Fang Zheng looked at the people who surrounded him one after another, they didn't look sleepy in the morning light.It seems that the news of the mission's arrival made people unable to sleep well.

An angry smile cracked on Fang Zheng's mouth:

"I'm full! Get your weapons! According to the previous arrangement, prepare to welcome, the mission has already arrived!"