Wind over Yongning

The breeze blew past the treetops, and the cicadas kept screaming "Zhi Zhi Zhi Zhi", which made people feel a little restless for no reason.

Fallen leaves rustled, Xiao Xiao scattered from the sky, and scattered in all directions with the wind direction.

A few big men sat around in the shade under the tree, and the fallen green leaves just fell into their wine jars.

Those people took a sip of the wine jug indifferently, looked at the swaying color cup in the middle, and shouted: "Big, big, big!!!"

"Hey! Unlucky, I lost again!"

"It's okay, brothers, I won the money, I invite you to go to Yihong Courtyard tonight, there just came a few fresh and tender girls, that skin is called a tender!"

The big guy who lost immediately became interested, and asked curiously: "Really? Tenderer than green willow?"

"That's... Cui Liu has been taking customers for several years..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a voice and asked curiously: "Who is Cui Liu?"

The man slapped his thigh when he heard the words, and laughed loudly: "It's a melon egg, and I haven't even crawled on Cui Liu's bed..."

But he still didn't finish speaking, so he froze on the spot.

There was no sound in the courtyard, and everyone's eyes turned to the roof above their heads.

A young man in a white long-sleeved gown stood on the ridge of the roof, with strong eyebrows, bright eyes, straight nose, thin red lips, and an extremely beautiful face that did not resemble a real person. He was looking at them with a smile that was not a smile.

He wore a white jade hair crown on his head and his hair was half tied up, with a long ponytail hanging down to his thighs.

Facing the wind, his black hair and white wide-sleeved clothes fluttered wantonly, and the sun bloomed behind him, drawing a circle of halo, like a nine-day fairy coming to the world, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off.

The immortal stood on the ridge of the roof, looking down at the people in the courtyard, his eyes were so indifferent that they seemed to be frozen.

And everyone in the courtyard was shocked by his sudden appearance and his unparalleled complexion, and they were stunned for a long time, unable to recover.

A living person entered their stronghold in broad daylight. If they hadn't spoken out by themselves, no one would have noticed that the defense of their stronghold has become so loose!

The big man who came back to his senses first asked sharply, "Who are you? How dare you break into my Qingfeng faction stronghold."

The immortal on the roof did not answer, but asked in a cold voice, "Where are you in charge?"

"Mother Xipi, this little boy is really here to make trouble!" The big man muttered to the people around him in a low voice, looked at the roof again, and said with a sneer: "Xia Qingfeng sent Ma Changwei, it is the master of this place, you have What's up?"

The person on the ridge did not answer, but threw a piece of silk from the roof. The silk was blown up lightly by the wind, and it happened to land in front of Ma Changwei. rise.

The silk was covered with densely packed words, Ma Changwei took a closer look, and it was filled with time, place and names.

The man in white on the roof sneered and said: "Ma Changwei, since you debuted, you have led your men to kill 68 people, seriously injured 130 five people, murdered and set fire, raped, plundered, and robbed people's property. Evil, too numerous to write down... Can you admit your mistake?"

Ma Changwei looked at the silk and took a cursory glance. He had killed so many people over the years, how could he write it down, but what was recorded on the silk might be true.

He still remembered that No. 1 he killed was a peddler who sold him a piece of jade the size of a fist, saying it was worth a lot, but after unwrapping it, it was actually full of cracks and worthless.

He went to a businessman for theory, and the profiteer actually said that betting on stones is like gambling, and whether you lose or gain depends on your personal vision and luck.

No matter how much he coerced and lured him, he was unwilling to return the money. In a rage, he beheaded the merchant and annexed all the goods of the merchant. On this, the first line recorded the name of the merchant, the time and date of the murder. Place.

Seeing the last one again, the last time he killed was in the middle of the night before yesterday.

They ran a silk and satin shop in their base, and the business was good. The only drawback was that the shop was too small and not grand enough. He wanted to take down the shop next door and expand the two shops into one.

But there is a restaurant on the left side of the shop, and the owner behind it is a local wealthy businessman, so he dare not touch it.

But the shop on the right is a candied fruit shop. There are two young couples with two young children. He has observed for a long time, but he didn't find that they have any background. Even this shop is run by a family without even hiring a helper.

Ma Changwei naturally wanted to be picky, and immediately came to the door and asked the owner of the shop to transfer the shop.

As a result, the owner of the candied fruit shop disagreed and kicked him out, even saying that he was wishful thinking.

He was so angry that he brought someone masked and broke into the house of the owner of the candied fruit shop that night...

The last one recorded this. He didn't know the name of the shop owner, but he hadn't forgotten the place and time.

But he didn't intend to kill anyone this time, he just wanted to force the man to transfer the shop to him, but he didn't expect the man to vomit blood and die without being beaten so badly.

He had no choice but to do nothing but do nothing...

Ma Changwei didn't bother to study carefully whether the lives recorded on the silk were missing or not.

He rolled up the silk and held it in his palm, raised his head sullenly, and looked at the people on the roof. At this moment, he was sure, it must be bad.

With a ferocious look on his face, he asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter with you, boy, sir, I advise you not to meddle in your own business, and take care of your own life!"

The person on the roof chuckled lightly: "He has no conscience, pretending to be famous and upright!"

"Boy, report your name!" Ma Changwei gritted his teeth, pulled out the sword at his waist with a "swipe", pointed the tip of the sword at the man in white on the roof, and asked with a ruthless face: "I kill people!" I never asked for my name, but today I became interested, and wanted to know where the heroes came from, so ignorant of the heights of heaven and earth, dare to meddle in our Qingfeng Sect's business."

Ma Changwei's tone was full of sarcasm, and the people on the roof were not afraid at all, they took a token from their body and threw it in the air.

"If you don't change your name, don't change your surname, Xuanming Sect—Feng Nongying!"

The bronze medal fell to the ground with a "clang" sound, and it was engraved with hexagonal petals and the words 'Xuanmingjiao'.

After seeing the three words clearly, Ma Changwei immediately shouted: "Come on!"

In an instant, all the people in the front door and backyard gathered together in the small courtyard like a tide.

Nearly a hundred disciples of the Qingfeng Sect unsheathed their sharp swords in unison, and pointed at Feng Nongying on the ridge of the roof.

Ma Changwei immediately snorted coldly and said: "My Qingfeng Sect and your Xuanming Sect have always been in harmony with each other. Even if we want to seek justice, it is not your turn to Xuanming Sect!"

Feng Nongying looked contemptuously at Ma Changwei below, and said leisurely: "If you kill someone in my sect, you are provoking the entire Xuanming sect. Why can't I seek justice from you?"

Ma Changwei didn't believe it, he just thought it was an excuse for the Xuanming Sect to make trouble.Before he becomes enmity with someone, he will carefully investigate that person's background, so he has been domineering and domineering for more than ten years without incident.

Feng Nongying sneered, and said in a cold voice: "The hostess of the candied fruit shop is a member of my Xuanming Sect. She asked for help from the Sect yesterday, so I naturally cannot ignore it!"

Ma Changwei looked at the subordinate who was in charge of collecting the corpses behind him. The subordinate moved closer and replied in a low voice: "It is true that there were only men and two children in the collection of corpses yesterday. Could it be that the woman really escaped?"

Ma Changwei gave his subordinate a hard look, he was so negligent, revealing such a big flaw.

But when facing Feng Nongying, his attitude was still extremely arrogant: "So what, I sincerely want to buy his shop, but he humiliated me, and I retaliated a little bit, what's wrong."

"Sincerely want to buy it?" Feng Nongying looked at Ma Changwei with a sneer, he didn't know there was such a brazen person in the world!

"You just want to buy someone's home for ten taels of silver? That's really fair! Is this the upright style of your noble family?" Feng Nongying sneered, took out a copper coin from his sleeve and threw it down, gritting his teeth in a deep voice. Said: "This penny buys the lives of all of you, I think you will think it is very fair!"

The copper plate made a clear "da" sound, fell to the ground, bounced up slightly, then fell again, and rolled to Ma Changwei's feet.

Ma Changwei stepped on the copper plate and shouted loudly: "Everyone listen to the order, clean up the martial arts, and kill the scum of the martial arts, the Xuanming Sect!"

"kill--"

Everyone soared into the air, reaching midair, pointing their swords at Feng Nongying.

The scorching sun was just in the sky, and the blade reflected the light, and a cold light rose.

Standing on the ridge of the roof, Feng Nongying didn't dodge, the whole body's true energy poured out and spread around behind him, like a huge ice lotus blooming slowly, enveloping his whole body.

The petals continue to bloom downwards, and the petals below continue to dry up.

And when the ice lotus was gone, the skin of all the Qingfeng sect members who soared in the air was like the ground that was extremely dry and cracked, with dense and small scars criss-crossing, thin but extremely deep, cut every blood vessel in the body.

The sound of "Tong Tong Tong Tong" was heard endlessly, and everyone kept their swords raised, their eyes widened, and they fell from the air.

After landing, he dropped the weapon, but his eyes were still wide open, as if he didn't know why he lost his life like this.

The blood red in the sky was like rain, and it seemed to dye the entire courtyard red, and the green leaves on the big trees in the courtyard were also dyed with a layer of red light.

Feng Nongying descended from the roof and found a place that was not stained by blood.

The next moment, a white silk umbrella hung over his head, and the blood drops hanging from the eaves just happened to drip, slipped down the umbrella surface and fell to the ground, leaving no trace on the white umbrella surface.

Feng Nongying looked at the silk umbrella above his head, turned around and said with a smile, "Hongjuan, could it be that the catty of silk you made into an umbrella cover?"

Hongjuan didn't answer, but smiled and said, "There's still some left, I'll weave a hairband for you another day."

Feng Nongying thought about it, and thought this method was very good!

The treasures that can be used are treasures, and the treasures that are not needed can only be piled up in the warehouse. What is the difference between that and the dust accumulated on the ground.

Therefore, Feng Nongying immediately hooked Hongjuan's arm with a smile, his brows and eyes curved as he smiled, "Hongjuan, you are so kind, you actually came here specially to hold an umbrella for me."

Hongjuan smiled and pulled her arm out of Feng Nongying's arms, and put away the umbrella: "I'm just worried about you."

"What are you worried about me?" Feng Nongying was puzzled: "I'm not afraid of blood."

Hongjuan continued to laugh and said, "I'm worried that you stained your clothes. If you can't wash them off, it would be ugly to see your white clothes stained red!"

Feng Nongying frowned slightly, and asked puzzledly: "I am so big, when did I wear the same clothes twice? Did we lose our business?"

Hongjuan smiled and shook her head: "The business is booming, the number of shops is increasing day by day, and the profit is increasing step by step."

Feng Nongying asked again: "Then why do I have to wear my clothes repeatedly?"

Hongjuan grinned and said with a smile: "You forgot, half a month ago, when Lizhou was hit by floods, Master, you generously donated 150 million taels to His Majesty the Emperor, giving away all your savings and all the dividends this year. "

Feng Nongying was stunned for a moment, and found that it seemed to be the case.

Xuanmingjiao’s business has always been divided into dividends, with [-]% for business tax, [-]% for the leader, [-]% for the four protectors, [-]% for local managers, [-]% for all ordinary believers, and [-]% for normal expenses in the maintenance of the religion. The last [-]% is kept in the warehouse for emergencies...

All his daily expenses come from dividends. Lizhou was hit by a flood a month ago. He happened to be in the capital. He saw the emperor's bitter face and calculated the little money from the household department. Savings donated...

I regret it now!

It's not that I regret the donation, but I regret that I shouldn't have donated so much. It's good to keep a little more than a hundred thousand taels! ! !

Feng Nongying clutched his chest, enduring the pain in his heart, and asked: "What about my previous clothes, I only wore them once and they should still be quite new, even if I dug out the old clothes and changed them every day, they still haven't changed after a year. question!"

Hongjuan looked Feng Nongying up and down strangely, and Feng Nongying's hair was all over her body.

Just when Feng Nongying was about to get angry, Hongjuan sarcastically said: "Master, you are thinking too much!"

As he spoke, he placed his hand between Feng Nongying's eyebrows, and said, "You were so tall last year."

Then moved his finger down to the nose, and continued: "You were so tall the year before last."

Then moved his fingers to Feng Nongying's chin, and continued, "You were about this tall the year before last!"

"..."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Feng Nongying sarcastically and said, "You have grown half an inch compared to last month, not to mention previous years, even last month's clothes feel short to you!"

Feng Nongying was stunned, and asked after a while, "You call me the owner of the villa, the leader of the sect, and the master of the place. What do you want to call me?"

Hongjuan smiled and said, "It depends on my willingness!"

"It's not big or small, sooner or later you'll be skinned." Feng Nongying glared at Hongjuan angrily.

"Let's talk about it after we pick it up!" Hongjuan smiled slightly.

Just when the two were in a stalemate, a voice came from behind: "Oh, why are you throwing copper coins everywhere? Master, please save some money, you have no money!"

Feng Nongying turned his angrily eyes to Xi Yuanzhou behind him, only to see Xi Yuanzhou raised one hand in front of him, with a dark red copper plate in his palm.

Xi Yuanzhou seemed unable to see Feng Nongying's anger, and said with a smile: "If you don't want it, just give it to your subordinates."

As he spoke, he stuffed the copper plate into his girdle and put it away.

Feng Nongying gritted her teeth and said angrily: "So what if I don't have money, with my leader's appearance and character, I can find a husband to take care of me right away!"

Hongjuan sneered: "Okay, then the subordinate will give the master your share of the money later."

Feng Nongying gritted her teeth and glared at her again, then turned to Xi Yuanzhou, who was a little more serious, and asked seriously, "Is there anyone who slipped through the net?"

Xi Yuanzhou touched the embroidered spring knife at his waist, nodded with a light smile and said, "The fish that slipped through the net naturally all became dead fish, only a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old is hiding in the cellar now, how to deal with it is up to the leader to decide." .”

Feng Nongying waved his hands, and said indifferently: "Leave Hongjuan to you, find out the source and then deal with it..." After saying that, he walked straight forward and continued, "Find out all the money, Compensate the suffering masters in the past, if the whole family is destroyed, donate the money to the disaster area."

"Yes." Xi Yuanzhou replied respectfully, looking at Feng Nongying's back, he clasped his fists and bowed without any perfunctory.

But Hongjuan chased after her and shouted: "Master, watch out for your feet, the uppers of your shoes are stained with blood, it's not easy to wash them off!"

When Feng Nongying heard Hongjuan's voice, she paused for a moment, but walked faster the next moment.

Seeing the backs of the two of them arguing and disappearing, Xi Yuanzhou couldn't help laughing, resigning himself to clean up the mess.

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