Wrong Changhuan

Ten days later, Lin Changhuan felt that his body had recovered, so he urged Yang Yan to rush to Jiangdong.

The night before leaving, Chang Huan gave Yang Yan the jade pendant and the purple sweet-scented osmanthus sachet he sewed, and said, "It's not safe to take these things with you where you're going this time. I'd better leave them here Come on, take good care of it for me."

Yang Yan weighed the sachet in his hand and asked, "What is here?"

Chang Huan took out a piece of candy and handed it to Yang Yandao, "I can only eat one piece. If you see Ah Cuo, give her this sachet."

Yang Yan ate the candy with a smile, thinking, the sachet does not contain powder, but sugar, after all, he is still a child.

Yang Yan puffed his cheeks and asked again, "Is there anything else to explain?"

Chang Huan countered, "You're talking like I'm going to the battlefield."

Yang Yan said seriously, "It's not an exaggeration to say that. You have to treat Xiaoyao Island as a battlefield, be careful everywhere, and be careful in everything. If the situation is not good, just withdraw. Remember?"

Chang Huan put his hands on his cheeks and nodded in yes, but he was a little confused, "You said, do I still need to say goodbye to my mother?" If I say goodbye, can I still leave? !

Yang Yandao, "I have already said hello. Your mother said, let you go with peace of mind, don't cause trouble, and don't need to come here to say goodbye."

Chang Huan asked curiously, "What kind of story did you make up, and how did you tell my mother? She let us go so easily?"

Yang Yanzheng straightened his body and said, "You don't even look at who I am, the story is naturally well-made. I said, an old friend in Jiangdong recently wrote a letter saying that he had obtained a rare medicinal herb, and asked me to go and study it together."

Chang Huan said in disgust, "That's it?" His face was full of disbelief.

Yang Yan continued, "Of course there are. I said, that old friend has a son with good conduct and good looks. Needless to say, his family background, let Chang Huan get to know more new friends, maybe he will develop some kind of relationship in the future. I can't say for sure."

Chang Huan scolded, "Why are you talking about me?"

Yang Yan asked back, "Then do you still want to go to Jiangdong?"

Chang Huan said helplessly, "Then my mother may ask which family it is from? Who's name is it?"

Yang Yan nodded and said, "That's natural. I said, the horoscope hasn't been written yet, and it won't be too late when they are done. So I didn't say anything."

Seeing Chang Huan sighing helplessly, Yang Yan hurriedly checked with her again the location and password of the meeting.When everything was ready, Yang Yan yawned and went back to sleep.

At the end of autumn, it is slightly cold, and the fallen leaves are rustling.

At noon, the sun seems to be weak, hanging quietly in the southern sky, everything looks so dim.

On the path in the forest, there were two fine horses galloping forward and backward, a man and a woman at once, and the distance between them was less than two feet.Experts can recognize at a glance that this is the finest horse in the Western Regions, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is worth a thousand gold.

Not to be outdone, Lin Changhuan lashed his whip so that his horse could keep pace with the one in front.

As a young lady of the Lin family, although she was raised by Lin Xun and Yang Yan like a boy since she was a child, she has been running non-stop for three days, and she is already a little tired at this time. thirsty.

But looking at the fair-faced and handsome young man next to him, he didn't even frown. Lin Changhuan slandered inwardly, "On weekdays, a slightly stronger wind can blow you away, and you can be regarded as a ruthless person when you drive."

But in this world, if you want to live a good life, whoever is cruel to others is even more cruel to yourself.

Lin Changhuan panted, "Lao Yang, how long will it take to rest?"

Yang Yan turned his head and said with a smile, "Why, it's only been a long time, and Xiao Huanhuan can't stand it anymore?"

Lin Changhuan rolled his eyes.

Yang Yan smiled and said, the horse under his feet still did not slow down.

Yang Yan said again, "Twenty miles ahead is Ping'an Town. Let's have lunch there." Then he said with a playful smile, "I'm hungry, Xiao Huanhuan. I'm afraid that Axun will hit me when I go back."

Lin Changhuan sighed, "I really admire my second uncle."

Yang Yan blinked and said, "Do you have a good eye?"

Lin Changhuan smiled helplessly and contemptuously, "How can I bear you?"

Yang Yan laughed a few times, tightened his grip on the horse's belly, and gave a loud shout -- and overtook him again.

After another ten miles in the desert, the path became narrower and the woods became denser.

At the intersection of the three forks, a simple and simple wooden house stands there alone. On the side of the eaves, a piece of old and slightly greasy red-edged yellow cloth hangs from a wooden stick with a thick tea mouth. .

I have heard too many stories about killing people and stealing goods in small teahouses in barren mountains and wild mountains. Even if I haven't experienced it myself, Chang Huan still has some insights.

She was suspicious, but seeing Yang Yan slowed down, she dismounted off the horse generously.

With him, the master of detoxification and medicine, she was not worried.If Yang Yan could really be brought down, Yang Yan would have to chase after him and shout "confidant", and drink for three days and three nights before giving up.

There were two well-wiped tables under the cloth shed outside the wooden house, Yang Yan picked one and sat down, and called, "Shopkeeper, a pot of good tea."

A middle-aged mistress wore an apron around her waist, twitched her waist, and carried a pot of tea out of the house, smiling like a flower, with bright eyes, like a mouse stealing oil and finally seeing the oil tank of her dreams.

The proprietress fit the upside-down teacup next to the chopstick holder on the table, then poured two cups of tea, and put the teapot on the table, "Oh, what a handsome young master and young lady. Are you two heading towards Ping'an Town?"

Yang Yan answered yes, picked up the teacup on the table, first smelled the tea soup, hesitated for a moment, but then took a big sip, and said cheerfully to the opposite Chang Chang, "The tea is good, you can try it."

Seeing this, Chang Huan drank a glass of peace of mind.Then he poured himself another glass.

There was a soft rustling sound in the woods, Yang Yan glanced sideways, and continued to chat with the proprietress, "Isn't the proprietress afraid of being alone in the wilderness?"

The proprietress sat down unceremoniously, and said with a smile, "I would rather be alone. The one at home is useless. Seeing that there were no customers all morning, I went to hunt game in the woods. After all, I can sell it for some Yinzihuahua, the young master said, is it right?"

Yang Yandao, "Speaking of game, the proprietress has something delicious to fill my children's stomachs."

The proprietress said enthusiastically, "There are plenty of wild game, but at this price, it's not--cheap."

Yang Yan touched his chest pocket and waist, then said softly to Chang Huan, "Look at my memory, give me the purse."

Chang Huan untied the bulging money bag at his waist and handed it to Yang Yan.He loosened the mouth of the bag generously, and under the watchful eyes of the proprietress, he took out a piece of silver from it, and returned the money bag to Chang Huan.

The shiny silver twirled twice at Yang Yan's fingertips before handing it to the proprietress.The proprietress stared at the silver with her eyes wide open, her face was already full of joy, and she said cheerfully, "Ladies and gentlemen, the good meat and wine will come soon--"

Chang Huan sighed in his heart, he didn't know if it should be said that this is what people in the world often say is good at seeing money, or that money can make ghosts pervert.

After drinking another cup of tea, Chang Huan felt dizzy, and found that the hand holding the teacup had no strength, so he said, "This tea is poisonous."

Looking at Yang Yan again, he was still calm and blinked at her unhurriedly.

A whistle sounded from behind, resounding through the forest.In an instant, more than a dozen big men with long knives sprang out of the forest.

The proprietress turned the whistle in her hand, walked up to Yang Yan, and smiled frivolously, "It's such a pity for such a handsome face."

The proprietress circled the table twice, "No matter how good your martial arts are, where you go, if you get hit by this Ruanjinsan, all I know is that no matter who is going to go, there is one place called Huangquan Road. Hahahaha--"

It's just this laugh that stopped abruptly.

The chopstick holder next to the teapot on the table is empty.

Before the proprietress could turn around, the dozen or so big men with knives fell to the ground one after another, leaving only one person, hesitantly fixed on the spot when he saw this, and then ran away, disappearing in a flash. in the jungle.

Never underestimate a person, the explosive power in the face of desperation will be beyond imagination.

Chang Huan was not surprised.Yang Yan is a person who likes to say the softest words on weekdays, but fights the most ruthless; when he smiles, he is as gentle as jade, and when he strikes, he is ruthless and venomous.It was as if two different souls were framed in the same body.Against such a person, I will definitely lose without leaving any scum.At this time, she was a little lucky, fortunately he was one of her own.

Yang Yan got up and took out a black pill the size of soybeans from his waist pocket, and stuffed it into Chang Huan's mouth.Suddenly, Chang Huan felt that his strength was slowly recovering.

Chang Huan said, "One escaped."

Yang Yan shrugged and said, "There are only so many chopsticks."

The proprietress was still in shock, she froze on the spot, and murmured, "Why? You all drank my tea, and you all got Ruanjinsan."

Yang Yandao, "We did drink tea, but she was the only one who was poisoned." As he spoke, he glanced at Chang Huan.

Chang Huan frowned and complained, "You know it's poisonous, but you still let me drink it."

Yang Yandao, "I'm afraid you'll be tired. Why are you so ungrateful when you finally have a resting place? Just like your second uncle."

The proprietress stepped back suddenly, raised her fists and said, "Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?"

Yang Yanxie smiled charmingly, and said, "You're lucky, I don't kill women. If I were you, I would never be angry." After speaking, he pouted at Chang Huan and said, "Let's go. I have to go to the town to invite you I made amends by eating."

The proprietress suddenly attacked with both left and right fists, the wind of the fist was sharp, and Yang Yan retreated quickly.

Both fists hit the air.

Yang Yan persuaded him patiently, "I told you not to get angry. Does it feel like a little ant is biting someone now? Is it itchy all over?"

The proprietress was puzzled, "Did you poison me? When did you poison it? What kind of poison?" As she spoke, she started scratching her arms and face, and red marks appeared instantly.

Yang Yandao, "You are right in what you said."

The proprietress said in horror, "What are you talking about?"

Yang Yanpi smiled and said, "It's such a pity for such a handsome face." After speaking, he jumped on the horse and rode off happily with the leader.

For a moment, a piercing scream sounded from the forest, carrying unspeakable pain and unwillingness.Then, everything returned to tranquility.

On the way, Chang Huan said, "The poison, you put it on the silver."

Yang Yan smiled with satisfaction, "I just said, you are much smarter than your idiot second uncle."

Chang Huan said, "Your memory is the second best I've ever seen. You clearly know that the silver is on me, but you still pretend to be looking for the silver. In fact, you've already got the poison in your hands at that time, and then wiped it on the silver. Little trick , just to deceive those mountain thieves."

Yang Yan wondered, "Is there anyone else with a better memory than me? Who is it? Why don't I know?"

Chang Huan smiled strangely, "I won't tell you. Just guess slowly." After speaking, he overtook Yang Yan.

The young man is wanton, the fresh clothes are angry and the horse is frivolous.Ma Ruo chased the wind, kicking up a cloud of dust.