Mr. Jiang is not driving today

The land of Yuhang has beautiful scenery, the soft voice of Wu Nong is in your ears, the wind of Tang Dynasty is left behind, the water of Song Dynasty is gentle, the clouds generate fragrance by themselves, and the luxuriant trees generate light by themselves.

But, beyond the scenery, things are not so wonderful.

Recently, the Huangmei miasma has been rampant in this place again, so the popularity is very low. The air on the street is over-humid and musty, and there is an illusion that mildew will grow in the body when you take a breath.

This also makes it a summer scene, and the warm wine in the tavern on the street is also boiling with steam, which is in stark contrast to the gloomy weather outside.Seeing that it was going to rain again, merchants in twos and threes gathered here, not in a hurry, just waiting for the rain to pass before leaving.

A black dog was lying at the door, sticking out its tongue against the sky in the hot air, and several stray dogs gathered beside it, huddled in the small one-acre land under the eaves, looking at it in panic. The dark cloudy sky twitched uneasily the dirty, matted hair on his back.

In less than half a moment, the rain began to fall, and individual customers continued to come to shelter from the rain. For a while, the floor of the tavern was covered with slippery shoe mud, and the warm smell of alcohol and noise spread in the small tavern. open.Soon, the center of everyone's attention focused on a bald middle-aged man, and everyone chattered into a commotion. The bald man was only holding a wine bowl, listening to everyone's discussions, and waited until he drank the wine in one gulp. After cleaning up, he threw the empty bowl aside, and the bottom of the bowl hit the wooden table like a gavel, and there was no more noise after one shot.

Everyone stared at the bald head helplessly, and one of them shouted in a thin voice: "Brother Luo, tell us about that surname Qin again."

Immediately there was a voice below: "Isn't your surname Jiang?"

The bald man pressed down his palms imposingly, and there was no arguing in the surroundings immediately: "Why are you arguing? Jiang and Qin are not all the same." He gestured with an empty bowl, and someone immediately took it and filled it up. "There is nothing new recently. A few days ago, he got angry because of her confidante and ran to burn the Qin family hall, and there was no news from him."

Someone in the crowd asked: "A beauty? What beauty?"

Before Brother Luo could speak, he heard a spoiler voice from the crowd: "Of course it's the second miss of the Qin family, Qin Qiu!"

Luo Ge threw a knife in the eye, looking uneasy, the scar on the forehead was a little red, the person who interrupted his talk immediately shut up, Luo Ge slashed him hard from the corner of his eye, and then took it What he said: "Qin Qiu is that person's biological sister. After getting along with him for so many years, it's hard to say that there will be some tricks. It's not that Qin Qiu has always had a close relationship with his brother. After a long time, who knows what other thoughts will arise ?”

Suddenly, a malicious laugh broke out in the crowd.

After laughing, someone asked again: "Jiang Xun's incident is well known to the world, the Qin family will not let him go, right?"

A freshly hot bowl of wine was handed over at the right time, Luo Ge took it, took a big sip of it warmly, then wiped his mouth and smiled: "We are transporting goods from Mohe to here, and we saw all the clothes on the way. The black-clothed and red-robed disciples are running around, isn’t this just a search? The son of Patriarch Qin was killed by that monster, and the soul of his daughter was probably taken away, so why not go crazy?”

The crowd was full of joy, but Luo Ge frowned and smacked his lips, as if he had tasted something wrong from the wine. He picked up the wine bowl and looked carefully, but saw that the wine was clear and Can't see any clues.

Brother Luo paused, and someone provided new information: "As soon as this incident happened, I heard that several young women from the Shuofang Yin family and the Shanggu Le family all came forward to intercede for the surnamed Jiang. It seems that he is the one. My classmate said that he is not some kind of monster, please carefully investigate the patriarchs, and say 'there is no excuse for crimes', hahaha."

Luo Ge turned his eyes away from his wine bowl, and sneered disdainfully: "Classmate? Same bed, right?"

The crowd erupted again.

"That's right, he still speaks for others at this time, probably because Jiang Xun slept with him."

"I heard that there is a little lady surnamed Yin who is very beautiful and has hunted divine beasts with her before?"

"Haha, who knows, maybe Lian Xin was also hunted down."

"I've heard people say that Jiang has an affair with a witch."

"Which one? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Hey, isn't that the one called Tai Nv? It seems that I broke into their school once before and wanted to kill that Jiang."

"That princess, I have seen her reward order, which was issued by Yin! That is a stunning little beauty, I feel sorry for her, tsk tsk. She didn't want to kill that Jiang, how could she get along with her?" Did he hook up and commit adultery?"

"You don't know that, do you? What is love and hate? What is love and hate intertwined? The empress has always been ruthless, why didn't she kill Jiang Xun? It must be because of the selfishness of the two, and the empress did not kill Jiang Xun. Another time, those righteous people seemed to use all their strength to kill the princess, but they didn't catch it in the end. At that time, Jiang Xun was still the son of the Qin family. It was probably because of some secret tricks and let the princess go. A maiden has a way out."

"It makes sense, makes sense!"

After clapping their hands and laughing, everyone felt their mouths dry and raised their bowls to drink, but some of them felt that the taste was wrong just after entering their mouths: "Bah! Why does it smell like a dog?"

Everyone looked towards the wine shop one after another. The waiter who was warming the wine was listening with great interest. Unexpectedly, everyone's eyes were fixed on him, and he subconsciously looked down——

A few stray dogs were gathering around the wine jar. The wine jar, which had been stuffed tightly with red cloth just now, was opening its mouth wide open. The black dog was squatting on the wine jar to defecate. Immediately, he jumped off the wine jar and ran into the rain curtain with the dogs, leaving the screaming and gagging far behind.

In the corner, Jiang Xun was wearing a bamboo hat, holding hot tea, watching the bustle of the room peacefully, Qin Mu in his arms could not hold back his desire to move: "Xiao Xun, you just let them slander you and you like this!" Xiaoqiu?"

Jiang Xun played with the teacup in his hand: "The mouth grows on other people, how can I control it? Just wash their mouths and rinse their mouths."

Qin Mu was still unconvinced: "Xiao Xun..."

Jiang Xun made a silent gesture, covering the warm teacup with his fingers, and couldn't help but wryly smiled.

...He finally understood how the contents of "Beast Habitat in Dongshan" came about.

The brains of the common people are too big.

Sister Yunlu's words that "the power of the flesh tongue is better than the power of the gods" now seem to be a prophecy.

To be honest, Jiang Xun didn't have much interest in his own affairs, he just dragged down those girls and Xiaoqiu for nothing, he was really sorry.

Jiang Xun drank a pot of tea, picked up the yin and yang that was leaning on the table, covered with ugly oil paper, and was about to get up, when his body froze in mid-air.

He sat back to his original position, pressed his waist and did not move.

Xiao Er, who had just comforted the group of merchants, happened to see Jiang Xun gritted his teeth and forbeared. He ran closer and asked, "Hey, guest officer, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Damn, I just got stabbed with a sword, and my kidney was pierced. Are you suitable for me?

Although Jiang Xun now has three souls by his side, it is not enough to wake up early in the morning and be surrounded by sixty or seventy late-stage Jindan demon cultivators. Although he retreated completely during the fight, he forgot to make up for it because he was in a hurry With a knife, he was pierced through the kidneys by a guy who was still breathing.

However, the sword is still full of demonic energy, and the feeling of running around in the body is really not very good, so that Jiang Xun's wound is still aching now.

Jiang Xun had explained everything, but the little girl refused to leave.

He frowned and looked at Jiang Xun's waist. Bloodstains were faintly visible on the black clothes. No matter how he looked at it, he looked suspicious: "My lord, are you injured?"

Jiang Xun simply propped up the blood-stained Xuanyi, and showed it to Xiao Er openly, while talking nonsense without changing his face and heartbeat: "You mean this? No, my family slaughters pigs and dogs Yes, I always have these things on me."

In order to prove that he was fine, and to avoid unnecessary trouble, Jiang Xun took the umbrella, leaving two copper coins behind, and walked into the misty rain.

The steaming rain and fog created round bubbles on the water-logged ground, and the rain that fell later wiped out the layers of foam.The densely woven rain curtain between the sky and the earth turned his vision pale, and the small bamboo hat could not cover the rain at all, and soon formed a circle of water curtain around his body. The clothes and pants are soaked through.

Jiang Xun waded in the wet and choking rain, and his boots made a creaking sound. He thought the sound was interesting, so he jumped up and down in the rain: "Listen, Amu, ha! Ha ha."

Qin Mu in his arms was silent at first, but he couldn't hold back his joy when he teased him like this: "Xiao Xun, don't make trouble, your injury is still not healed QWQ"

The sound of the empty street, except for the sound of rain, was the sound of Jiang Xun jumping wildly. After being persuaded by A Mu, Jiang Xun didn't stop, running around like a wild dog running wild in the rain.The sound of falling rain made his voice indistinct: "It's not bad, it's better than being suffocated in the house."

At first, Qin Mu happily watched Jiang Xun go wild, but after watching for a long time, he couldn't laugh out loud.

After leaving Dongshan for a month and being hunted down for a month, Qin Mu thought that Jiang Xun's identity would be coveted and his life would be more difficult, but he never expected it to be so tragic.

A group of demon cultivators who couldn't tell where they came from and a group of Qin disciples stared at Jiang Xun like tarsal maggots. Not to mention that he was besieged this morning, Jiang Xun was injured only yesterday, and his leg was stabbed with a meteor. Nailed into the texture, a good leg looks like a hedgehog.But when picking out the bloody spikes on the bed in the inn, Jiang Xun didn't even frown, and said with a smile that he had disarmed the opponent with his body, leaving the opponent with nowhere to go.

Jiang Xun laughed every day, as if what he was facing was not a big deal, so even Qin Mu couldn't understand how uncomfortable it was for him to go crazy like a child on a rainy day.

Jumping from the street to the end of the street, the rain gradually stopped, and Jiang Xun slowly restrained himself. He stretched himself, shaking his body in mud and water, like a lazy cat: "Why? Do I look like a refugee from the famine in the south now?"

Not to mention, Jiang Xun really made himself miserable, his face was muddy, his face was covered with stains, and the soles of his tattered boots were almost torn off. If it wasn't for him He was still holding the yin and yang that had been well protected by oiled paper in his hands, and he could go begging for food with his face.

This is also the reason why Jiang Xun specially came to Lanke Mountain near Yuhang.

When he was in Dongshan, Yu Miao inquired for him about things related to Ying Yisheng back then, and learned that after the fake Ying Yisheng died, a person came all the way, claiming to be Ying Yisheng's friend, and told Ying Yisheng Yisheng's body went back for burial.

The matter of Ying Yisheng's fake death was known to the patriarchs and sons of several sects, and even some high-ranking disciples didn't know about such secrets. Therefore, from the outside world, Ying Yisheng was indeed dead. The person who responded to Yisheng's friend naturally didn't know the secret behind it, received a fake corpse, and disappeared from sight.

These days, Jiang Xun is also following this so-called "friend". Not long ago, he heard a piece of news that the body of the demon leader Ying Yisheng was buried in Mount Lanke. His friend seemed to be doing good deeds for him. , set up porridge sheds at the foot of the mountain, and donated to the poor. Since the year when Ying Yisheng "died", he has persisted for nearly ten years.

That's why Jiang Xun went to Mount Lanke to investigate and see if he could find anything from his friend.

Jiang Xun walked towards the foot of Lanke Mountain with one foot deep and one shallow foot, and soon merged into the flow of fleeing people.

In recent years, there have been many disasters in the south of the Yangtze River, such as floods or droughts. Many residents were forced to leave their homes, taking care of the old and the young. Groups of ragged, dirty and dejected people filled the air with a depressive atmosphere. The sweltering air after the rain made me almost breathless.

Jiang Xun wandered among them, also in a miserable state, walked with his head buried for a while, and saw the steaming heat above the porridge shed from a distance.

Jiang Xun was so excited that he couldn't help speeding up his pace. Soon, the meandering flow of people became slower and slower, and finally Jiang Xun couldn't squeeze anymore.

The queue from the porridge shed was half a mile long. Jiang Xun scratched his hair in distress, observed the sky and the speed of the queue, and couldn't figure out how long it would take.

Except for buying train tickets to squeeze in the Spring Festival travel in modern times, Jiang Xun has not seen such a grand scene for a long time.

Feeling flustered, he simply twisted his neck to look left and right.

He saw that it didn't matter, and unexpectedly caught a glazed white figure mixed with the refugee team. His body was clean and his clothes were expensive, so he looked particularly eye-catching.

After Jiang Xunji's eyes turned white, he experienced the feeling of blackness in front of his eyes.The moment he blurted out the sentence "Fuck", he crouched decisively on the ground, not daring to move.

... Yujiu?

How did he find here?