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There is an old friend from Yangguan in the west Chapter 1206: My mother said

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    Chapter 1206 My mother said

    "Brother Hu? Uncle Master is so curious, hehe!"

    Feng Rushan was lucky. Not only did she meet Hu Laosi who was digging a hole, but Hu Laosi was also very outgoing as his appearance. Feng Rushan claimed to be an idle traveler, and she became familiar with him in just a few words.  The barren mountains and deep valleys were a good place for murder and arson. Unfortunately, Murong Xuefei insisted on asking about the cultivation techniques of purple water lychees, but Feng Rushan could only drink slowly beside him.

    "Haha, Miss Lin, I have never grown purple water lychees before, but I heard from my mother that purple water lychees are very easy to grow. When my mother was a child, there was a big pit next to her house at the beach. My mother said,  There is a pit of purple water lychees in the pit, and no one needs to care about them. When they are ripe in the summer, you can pick them up and peel them and eat them. My mother said they are very delicious"

    Hu Laosi had been digging holes all day. He was as tired as a dog and wanted to take a rest. He drank half a gourd of Feng Rushan's good wine and started talking more.

    But there is nothing much to tell about his story.

    Hu Laosi¡¯s mother grew up by the seaside when she was a child. The area was rich in purple water lychee. The old lady fell ill a while ago, and the medicine prescribed by the doctor contained the seeds of purple water lychee. The old lady may have been thinking about things and recalled them.  Reminiscing about the carefree youth days, I couldn¡¯t help but talk about the deliciousness of purple water lychees.

    And Hu Laosi lost his father when he was young. Although he is a bastard, his filial piety to his mother is well-known from all over the country. Unfortunately, purple water lychee is a fruit from tropical areas. It is not easy to store and cannot be bought in Bingpo City.

    However, Hu Laosi has a vague idea. If you can't buy it, you can plant it yourself. Anyway, there are a lot of seeds of Zishui Liling left, and it is not difficult to buy them in pharmacies. Moreover, the old lady said, Zishui Li  Water chestnut, very good to grow.

    As for the saying that if oranges grow in Huainan, they become oranges, and if oranges grow in northern Huaibei, they become oranges. For Hu Laosi, it is too profound.

    ", my mother said, purple water lychees sprout in spring and ripen that summer. It will definitely be too late this year. Originally, I wanted to give my mother a surprise. This damn place is too hard  "

    Planting purple water lychees is of course inseparable from water, so Hu Laosi, who was ordered by the robber boss to squat at home for a few days, wanted to take the opportunity to dig a hole beside the deserted lake to plant purple water lychees.

    "Brother Hu, if the purple water lychee doesn't bloom, wouldn't you just dig such a big hole in vain?"

    Murong Xuefei was speechless about Hu Laosi's roughness and directness in doing things.

    "Haha, it's okay. I don't need to use my own strength. What's there to be afraid of? Miss Lin, my mother said that purple water lychees are very easy to grow. As long as there is water, you don't have to worry about it at all. I will definitely be able to grow the best in Wufeng Town.  The purple water lychees are not only eaten by my mother, but also tasted by the villagers!¡±

    Hu Laosi swung his wine gourd to the bottom and drank it all in one gulp.

    "Brother Hu, you, please get busy first. Let's, let's, go over there and take a look. Lao Mu, get two more gourds of wine and give it to Brother Hu to drink slowly."

    ¡°I don¡¯t know what Xiaohuo is doing!¡±

    Murong Xuefei looked at Hu Laosi's honest smiling face, her nose felt sour, and she vaguely seemed to smell the aroma of Fengming honeydew melon.

    "Haha, thank you Lao Mu for the good wine. My mother said that purple water lychee is the most delicious water chestnut in the world. It is a rare thing in Wufeng Town. Maybe it can be sold at a good price. Save a lot of money to marry me.  As for my daughter-in-law, when the time comes, Lao Mu, you and Miss Lin, both of you will come to drink my wedding wine"

    Feng Rushan¡¯s wine tastes good, but the gourd is a bit too small, and Hu Laosi is not polite to him.

    ¡­¡­

    The setting sun is like blood.

    The golden-red light flows silently from the hills, trees, and ice peaks. Everything in the world stands quietly in this soft and warm light, as if waiting for something, and as if sleeping in a vivid and beautiful world.  In the dream, the shadows of several tall pine trees on the ground became longer and longer.

    The gentle breeze brought the melodious sound of the shepherd boy's piccolo in the distance, and a few tired birds chirped on the branches. Along with a faint aroma of food, a few smoke curled up into the sky.

    "Feng Rushan, don't worry, I will find the person who is really responsible for the death of old man Zhang, and I will let them and his wife rest in peace."

    Murong Xuefei watched the fiery sunset setting little by little. The brilliant light reflected on that exquisite face, reflecting countless blurred dreams.  The bright light finally disappeared, and the world that was so noisy just a moment ago suddenly became quiet. The sky was still bright, but there was a slight sense of loss. The evening breeze was still gentle, but there was a slight coldness.

    "Ha, uncle, I'm fine. Hu Laosi is a good person."My wife, any girl who is lucky enough to marry Mr. Hu will definitely have a lot of sons and daughters and live a peaceful life. Maybe she will really have purple water lychees to eat  "

    According to Zhang Hua, Zhang Daniu was indeed pushed off the cliff by Hu Laosi and fell to his death. Meng Guang only secretly provided some necessary protection and support to the robbers in Wufeng Town, and sometimes asked them to do something of their own.  Meng Guang did not interfere with things that were inconvenient for him to come forward and rob the caravan.

    Of course, robbers are not just collecting tolls from caravans, they can also do many other things. In fact, most robbers only collect tolls from caravans casually. Their main livelihood is still in  The local towns are half black and half white, and the society is mixed.

    Although there were many problems and troubles in the Wuyue Kingdom, and perhaps the entire Great Zhou Empire, the people at the lowest level could barely have enough to eat, and they had not yet reached the stage where wars were everywhere and robbers were rampant. As for how far away from this day  How far away Feng Rushan was, he didn't know, and to be honest, he didn't particularly care.

    Of course Hu Laosi is not a good person because he cheats, drinks and fights. If they meet on a narrow road, Feng Rushan doesn't mind killing Hu Laosi, letting Old Man Zhang rest in peace and make herself feel at ease. But since Murong Xuefei met the pit-digger  Hu Laosi, Zishui Liling, hehe, Feng Rushan himself has eaten it, and it tastes really delicious. No wonder Hu Laosi¡¯s wife never forgets it.

    As for who is really responsible for the death of Mr. Zhang and his wife, let¡¯s talk about this. Anyway, no matter whether anyone is responsible for this, it will not be an old lady who misses the taste of purple water lychees. The old lady is sick.

    "Feng Rushan, what are we, um, going to do next? How about we kill that old pervert Meng Tang for fun."

    "It is indeed not simple to have your heart hanging above the nine heavens and walk in the mortal world. No wonder it is the general outline of advancing to become a god."

    Murong Xuefei played with Dong Di's bloody sword in a somewhat bored manner, feeling a little confused and lost in her heart.

    She is not worried about what Feng Rushan thinks of her if she doesn¡¯t kill Old Hu. However, who should be responsible for the death of Old Man Zhang?

    Zhong Fang wants to build roads, is it wrong?

    ?? Or Liao Laizi is protecting his own property, right?

    Meng Guang has no direct connection with this matter!

    ¡° Then, it would be Mengtang¡¯s turn to be unlucky.

    Murong Xuefei is the most annoying person who is lewd and lascivious.

    However, Murong Xuefei was not very disappointed that her first conscious steps in the world were so nondescript.

    The transformation of gods is the pinnacle of this world, and it is easy to advance to the next level.

    In practice, in addition to meditating and running the exercises, you must also have your own way of dealing with others, or in other words, the standards for judging right and wrong, good and evil. Simply speaking, the one with the strongest strength is the king. That is a monster without intelligence.  The naked jungle is not an organized and restrained civilized society. If she wants to reach the top in a highly mature society, Murong Xuefei understands that she still has a long way to go.

    "Ah, Uncle Master, well, we can stop in Wufeng Town for a few days."

    "Didn't Uncle Master just scold the priests of the Black Moon Sect for not taking mortal lives seriously? Hehe, Uncle Master is confused."

    Feng Rushan woke up from his daze.

    Although Meng Tang has a bad reputation, maybe there are other damn reasons, but how can I put it, the stinky problem of lust, or in other words, hobbies, many men have it more or less, Feng Rushan thinks that it is just lust and lust.  Tang Zui didn't deserve to die, at least, he and Murong Xuefei shouldn't be the ones to kill him for fun.

    The key is, if you kill Mengtang, Old Man Zhang and his wife, can you really rest in peace?

    Feng Rushan was very suspicious.

    "Oh, let's go to Wufeng Town during the day. At night, it would be nice to come to Wufeng Mountain for a walk. The phoenix is ??like a mountain, and the color of the fog in the moonlight really has a special charm. If you don't write a poem for fun,"

    Murong Xuefei forced out a drop of blood on her fingertips, flicked it lightly, and the blood droplet accurately landed on the small blood-colored sword, and was quickly absorbed by the small blood-colored sword.

    They killed Zhang Hua and sank No. 19 Le Fang. They wanted to find an inn in Wufeng Town. It was not big or small, but it was also a troublesome thing. At night in Wufeng Mountain, except for the unique fog color, they did not let them go.  He was a pleasant person, but Murong Xuefei didn't care, she had Tingxue Tower.

    In fact, Murong Xuefei has never met Old Man Zhang at all. She can¡¯t say whether she likes him or not. She wants to take revenge or not. She just doesn¡¯t want to give up halfway.

    "Uncle, is there anything magical about this little sword?"

    Feng Rushan is not good at writing poems, and he doesn't think the fog color under the moonlight of Wufeng Mountain has any special charm.

    ¡°Very nice little place¡±The art is quite similar to the natal magic weapon of our Pill Formation monks, but it seems to be related to Dong Di¡¯s specific practice. Feng Rushan, this poor place is too poor, and the dignified Foundation Formation monks don¡¯t even have a storage bag.  No. When I get the chance someday, I'm going to look for two books on Black Moon Sect's exercises  "

    Dong Di doesn¡¯t have a storage bag, so he naturally doesn¡¯t have his own exercises on his body. In fact, even in China, except for casual cultivators, there are very few monks who carry their own exercises with them. However, this is not Murong Xuefei.  Having a bad mood.
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