I advise madmen to be good people

In the dark and cramped deep valley, there were some small sounds of horseshoes and wheels from far and near.

The strange thing is that in such an empty place, even the slightest sound will be amplified, but the movements made by these horses and the carts with boxes are very small. If they are farther away, they may not be able to hear anything.

Ming Yixin seemed to have telepathy with me. I was a little confused just now, and he took out a long gold-plated mirror-mounted tube similar to binoculars from somewhere, and stuffed it into my hand.

"Look at this, it's clearer."

I haven't figured out whether he has a treasure cosmic bag hidden on his body. He obviously only took a cloak before going out. Where did this thing come from? I didn't touch it just now. to ah.

But now I don't bother to rummage on him anymore. Let me take a look at how effective this ancient version of the binoculars is.

Sure enough, it is a high-end product. You can see even the strands of human hair clearly when you lean up and take a look down.

No wonder there is so little movement. The horseshoes and wheels of this convoy are covered with a kind of soft leather of unknown material, and there are many dark patterns on them for anti-skid purposes. Moreover, the convoy is moving at an extremely slow speed, and the escorts beside them are walking at a slow pace. Small ones can be described as lightly moving in lotus steps.

"These people are weird," I said.

Ming Yixin acted like a flatterer, and asked after my words.

"Oh? What's wrong?"

I took off the long tube glass, blinked, and searched for adjectives in my head.

"Well, sneaky and frightened, like a guilty thief."

Ming Yixin smiled softly in my ear.

"It's not like, they are thieves."

"what?"

I was fooled so easily?

I was about to ask again, but I saw Ming Yixin picked up a pebble from his side and threw it casually. The pebble seemed to have eyes, as fast as lightning, as fast as a meteor, and hit right on the ground. Lead a carriage on the rut.

With a loud "bang", the rut immediately fell apart and collapsed into pieces.

The gravity of the whole car was suddenly out of balance, and it fell down all at once. Even the two horses driving the car neighed and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

The entourage, who were cautiously afraid of alarming something, finally made a commotion and shouted in panic.

"Quick, watch the box!"

It's a pity that what he shouted was one step too late. The box rolled down when the car fell to the ground. I don't know if it hit a sharp mountain wall or something. The box cover was knocked open, and the contents inside were scattered. one place.

The escort rushed to pick them up, but after seeing these things clearly, his face turned pale with fright, and he ran to a carriage in the middle in fright, stammering a report.

"Lord, master, it's not good, something happened!"

A hand with an emerald wrench lifted the curtain of the car window, revealing half of his face.

"What are you yelling for? As I said, you must keep a low profile and be careful during this trip. Don't make it public. Are you yelling like this, because you are afraid that you won't attract the attention of bad people?"

"Small, I know my mistake..." The attendant agreed obediently, but still couldn't hide his panic.

"But, master, everything in the trunk of my car has been turned into stone, and there are still people's severed fingers..." "What?!"

The people in the car completely forgot what they said to keep a low profile, and immediately raised their voices a few notches.

"You read that right?"

"It's absolutely true."

The door of the carriage opened suddenly, and an old man with rich clothes and gray hair jumped out of the carriage, led by the attendant, and hurried towards the place where the box fell to the ground just now.

"This, this..." He looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, froze for a moment, as if suddenly awakened, and suddenly shouted: "Open all the boxes!"

I pointed the long tube mirror at the other cars and scanned them, and found that without exception, they were filled with dusty stones.

Such a big battle, such caution, of course, is not just to transport a few boxes of stones. Judging from their reaction, it is estimated that the original contents of the box have been secretly swapped.

"Did you do it?"

I turned my head and quietly asked Ming Yixin, smiled and hooked his finger on my waist.

"It's been rumored in the world that the Young Palace Master of Huai Ling Palace is a big devil who does all kinds of evil. Who would have thought that this Young Palace Master would actually come out in the middle of the night to steal from the rich and help the poor and become a good person?"

Ming Yixin intertwined with my fingers, speaking slowly.

"I'm not a very nice person."

He raised his chin and pointed towards the convoy, and said leisurely, "It's just that I'm taking back my own things."

"your things?"

I was amazed.

"Where is the thief, so bold, even you dare to steal, don't you want to die?"

"People die for money. For some people, life is far less important than money."

After Ming Yixin finished speaking, she raised her eyebrows at me with a smile.

"If you take a closer look, don't you think that person looks familiar just now?"

Speaking of it, it looks familiar, but my attention was all on the carts of stones, and I didn't pay attention to the old man's appearance.

At this time, there was a hysterical roar in the valley, the sound was so loud that the leaves on the cliff were almost shaken off.

"Where's the gold? Where's my gold! Who took my gold? Who!"

I followed the long tube mirror to lock on the old man who was so angry that his face began to distort. After observing for a while, I finally remembered this man in my dusty memory.

Wu Ruowei, the head of Songhe Hall.

Ever since he ran away from Yuanhe's files three years ago, it seemed as if he had disappeared from the rivers and lakes. No one has seen him again. Yao Yunqing told me that he has not given up sending spies out to search for him in the past few years. Whereabouts, but there is no trace of it, probably because of the uneven distribution of spoils, he has already been killed.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that he was still alive and well in this world, but I ran into him unexpectedly.

The commotion in the convoy was just beginning. For some unknown reason, people suddenly started attacking people around them, and then more people joined the melee. It was like a group of lunatics fighting each other endlessly. The killing sounds continued, as if you were in a living hell.

At this time, Wu Ruowei has long lost the amiable temperament of the past, perhaps because he was so stimulated by the sudden loss of all his money, it seems that he has fallen into a madness, unable to control his words and behaviors.

"Ming Yi Xin!"

After venting indiscriminately, he suddenly looked around with bare eyes and roared.

"Is it you? It's you, right? I know it's you! You kill one of my cronies every day, put a poison in my food every day, and now even take away all my money. You just want to torture me slowly like this Me, make my life worse than death! Come out and kill me if you have the ability, you only dare to hide in the dark and attack, you despicable villain! You deserve to die! Come on, come out!"

Ming Yixin didn't take his cursing seriously at all, he just hugged me and sat high on the cliff like this leisurely, as if watching a dog barking below.

But I don't like someone scolding Ming Yixin so badly in front of me, so I frowned and asked a question.

"What are you going to do with him?"

"What do you think?" Ming Yi asked without answering.

I thought for a while and said: "Just killing him with a knife like this will make him cheaper. At the beginning, because of him, many victims of the disaster were destitute and desperate. Zong, punish him to work in the fields of those tenants. Whether he has food or not depends on whether he works hard or not. If the tenants are not satisfied, he will have to starve for a day, and he will have to live like this for the rest of his life. Let him experience labor well. The hard work and hardships of the people are much more satisfying than killing him."

"Okay."

Ming Yixin hooked the corners of his lips, and readily agreed.

"Just do as you say."

Wu Ruowei is really an avid gold lover, so much money, how easy it is to exchange it into bank notes, but he didn't, he just accumulated a whole 10 taels of gold bars, which is as high as a small house .

Of course, all these golds are now placed in the Huailing Palace, and a beautiful gold house has been skillfully built, which is very artistic and ornamental.

And this golden house was given to me by Ming Yixin with a wave of his hand.

I was lying on the pile of golden gold, hugging Ming Yixin, a fairy-like beauty, and I felt a sense of happiness spontaneously.

What is a winner in life, this is it.

But the winner in life also has a little trouble, that is, he has to drink medicine every day.

Compared with the bitter medicine I drank in Yuanhezong, the medicine Ming Yixin gave me was twice as bitter. I wondered if it was the juice made from thousand-year-old Coptis chinensis.

However, its curative effect is indeed not a little bit strong. In just ten days, most of my long-suffering cough has been cured, and my complexion is getting better every day. My skin is white and my lips are rosy. The newly bloomed water lilies have regained their brilliance from the inside out.

When Ming Yixin sent the last bowl of medicine, I had just come out of the bath, wearing only a white pajamas, with wet hair hanging loose, there was a faint scent of saponins, dripping freely dripping water.

"Did you drink this so you don't need to take medicine anymore?" I asked with a bitter face.

"Ah."

He came over, put the tray containing the medicine bowl on the table, took the cloth towel from my hand, wiped my long hair, and said something inadvertently.

"Drink this, and your body will be truly recovered."

I don't know if it's my illusion, but his words seem to have something to say.

I didn't care about thinking too much, and with the attitude of drinking early and finishing things early, I picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

It's so bitter... Even after drinking it for so many days, I still can't stand the terrible bitter taste, so I put down the bowl and hurried to find today's mouth-watering dessert candied fruit.

But the strange thing is that Ming Yixin used to prepare various snacks next to the medicine bowl every day, but today there is nothing.

"My mouth is so bitter, why is there no dessert, did you forget?" I frowned and complained to him in a low voice.

Ming Yixin smiled, lowered his head and kissed my lips, hugged me, and walked slowly towards the bed.

"I haven't forgotten."