starry night orchid

"What are you going to do?" Standing in front of Sikong Zhaixing was Su Rongrong who was dressed as a peasant woman and who had gone back and forth.Sikong Zhaixing had a good idea. After waiting for him for a long time, Rongrong really started to worry, so she turned back to see what happened.

"Borrowed Zhao Mazi's identity and borrowed his house, but his house was accidentally ruined by people who don't have good eyesight. No matter what you say, you have to give those people a good lesson with this face .” Sikong Zhaixing said casually, and then flicked the fishing rod lightly, as if to feel whether it was easy to use.

"Those people?" The sound of horseshoes was approaching, and Rongrong could hear at least a dozen fast horses heading towards the woods. Looking at the fishing rod in Sikong Jiexing's hand, she chuckled, "Are you going to use this to stop them?" them?"

Sikong Zhaixing threw out the fishing rod again, felt the length of the fishing line, nodded in satisfaction, and then answered Rong Rong's words: "I just want to try something new occasionally."

"Since you just want to try, how about trying my method?" Rongrong said as she took out a paper bag of powder, "I know you have a good memory, do you still remember the old lady who came to propose marriage to you the second time? Here Not only did I have the itchy powder on my head, I also added some other things, why don’t you try it?”

Without saying a word, Sikong Zhaixing took the paper bag of powder, and stuffed the fishing rod into Rongrong's hand: "You stay away." Then he walked a few steps, picked a good place, climbed up the tree and stood firmly On the thick branches, when more than ten fast horses approached, the powder was scattered along the wind direction.

The rain has weakened a little, but the rain is still not light. The powder melted in the rain and touched the bodies of the more than ten fast horses and the exposed skin of the men in green wood clothes and white hats riding on the horses. superior.Those medicinal powders obviously took effect very quickly, and after a few more steps, a dozen or so horses suddenly stopped moving forward, restlessly stopping in place and stamping their hooves.However, the dozen or so people who were originally riding on the horses couldn't react in time, and most of them fell off the horses and fell to the ground. Sikong Zhaixing was being cushioned by someone under him, and the rest of the dozen or so people were all covered in mud.

"Who are you? How dare you..." The stern yelling and cursing suddenly became choked in his throat, and the man in Tsing Yi who came back to his senses and stood up was paralyzed on the ground in an instant, while the rest of them couldn't get up from the ground at all. Get up too.

"Sure enough, your method is still useful." Sikong Zhaixing raised his foot and kicked the man in Tsing Yi who was yelling at him just now rather boredly, in exchange for the person under his feet to groan, and smiled when he turned to the direction where Rongrong was hiding.

"What should I do next?" Rongrong was holding a fishing rod, and was swinging it like he did before, seeming to find it very interesting, "Kill it, or let it go?"

"This really stumps me..." Sikong Zhaixing said so, when he looked down at the dozen or so people in Tsing Yi who were covered in mud and water, his expression was full of interest.

Sikong Zhaixing stared at the dozen or so people in Tsing Yi and looked again and again, finally knelt down, approached them with his pockmarked face earnestly and asked: "I just don't understand, what trouble did Lu Xiaofeng cause, how about , tell me?"

In the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi was the disgust towards that pockmarked face and the fear he tried to hide, but in the end he didn't say a word.

"It's a pity that I can't take part in Lu Xiaoji's troubles." Sikong Zaixing sighed, then took off the dog-killing knife on his trouser belt, and gestured back and forth, "You ruined other people's homes with these hands .”

With the hand raised and the knife dropped, with a scream, the hand of the person closest to Sikong Zaixing had been chopped off.The rest of the dozen or so people were like this, and Sikong Zhaixing cut off one of their hands one by one without changing his expression.

Sikong Zhaixing used to not know what home is, but now he is very clear about the meaning of home.Zhao Mazi is not very good looking, but he can cook good dog meat. He looks like a really ordinary and boring person. He guards this dilapidated barren village shop, just one person, and his whole house is in front of and behind the house.Now, Zhao Mazi's home has been destroyed, and Sikong Zhaixing is inexplicably looking at these people unhappy.

Su Rongrong was just standing a few steps away from him, playing with the fishing rod in her hand, there was no abnormality on her face, even the smile on her lips remained exactly the same as before.It wasn't until Sikong Zhaixing stopped that Rongrong looked at the dozen or so horses and asked, "These are all good horses, how should we deal with them?"

Sikong Zhaixing casually tore off the belt belt of one of them, and tied a dozen hands together.Then he raised his head and narrowed his eyes to look at the dozen or so horses. After a while, he smiled and said: "It's not easy, just sell them and pay them to Zhao Mazi. It's enough for him to open a small shop again. His stewed dog meat is good." Craftsmanship cannot be ruined for nothing because of this house.”

Rongrong smiled and shook her head, feeling a little helpless at Sikong Zaixing's thought.

Sikong Zhaixing picked up the bunch of hands, feeling inconvenient no matter what, looked around, and planned to break a thick branch.

Flicking the fishing rod again, Rongrong looked at the half-new fishing rod, and then at Sikong Zhaixing: "Where did you get this fishing rod? Do you want to go fishing? Or, again? Do you occasionally want to try something new?"

"A pot of wine, a stick of money, I just want to try what it's like." Sikong Zaixing cut off the messy branches on the branches, "Will Rongrong accompany you?"

"Do you want to be a fisherman?"

"The fisherman is accompanied by a fisherman, what's wrong?" Sikong Zaixing laughed out loud.

Su Rongrong squinted at him, and couldn't help smiling.

Sikong Zhaixing finally managed to get the branch into his hands, so he hung the string of hands at the end and carried the branch on his shoulders: "I'll go and talk to that Lu Xiaoji, does Rong Rong want to go together? ?”

Rongrong shook her head: "I'm going to find a place where I can fish to be a fisherman. I don't see Lu Xiaoji or anything. Now I'm more interested in swimming in the water." As she spoke, she fiddled with the fishing rod again, and said to Sikong Zhai Xing smiled, "There is a river through the forest. I saw it when I passed by just now, and I will wait for you there." After speaking, he walked towards the other side of the forest.

"Understood, I'll be here in a while." Sikong Zhaixing replied to her back, and then walked back to Zhao Mazi's small shop with a bunch of hands on his shoulders.

Seeing that the small shop in the deserted village was in ruins not long after he left, Sikong couldn't help sighing softly.

Just to wait for Lu Xiaofeng to come, afraid of delaying the time, neither he nor Rong Rong could eat a meal of Zhao Mazi's specialty stewed dog meat, and now the shop is destroyed, and after losing the money, where to find Zhao Mazi to eat this in the future How about delicious dog meat?Even if he found it, who knows if Zhao Mazi will hold grudges for refusing to serve them stewed dog meat?What a pity...

The author has something to say: I was writing the fishing rod, and suddenly I remembered the part of Dream of the Red Chamber =v=

Try another typesetting =口=