Yang Wenjing looked at the falling water city below from a cliff from Longwei Mountain, and saw a peaceful scene.

The clouds and mist are misty, and there is a ray of green smoke in the direction of the old city, making it full of fireworks there.

In the distance, a few eagles were soaring, and in the water city, the houses were arranged in an orderly manner, like gossip maps, as if it was intentionally built.

Every time Yang Wen quietly goes down the mountain, he will watch the falling water city in this cliff. He likes film land in his heart.

After a while, Yang Wenjing had already got into the mountains. At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the sunset was red.

Yang Wenjing was long and stable. He entered Luoshui City, followed the familiar street, and came to a bun shop.

Yang Wenjing looked at the middle -aged man who was busy, smiling, "Uncle Liu, six buns!"

"Oh, little guy, but I haven't seen you for ten days and a half months!" Middle -aged people heard the familiar words, Huo turned around, and laughed: "I haven't seen you for a few days, the little guy is again again

Long tall! "

Yang Wenjing was wearing a white coat, and his black hair was wrapped up. He couldn't talk about handsomeness, but he was very handsome and white.

Uncle Liu looked at Yang Wenjing and was very kind. He said that he took out a piece of cowhide paper and wrapped six buns for Yang Wenjing.

Some time ago, Yang Wenjing killed Wang Li, the son of the Wang family. Many people know about this incident. Naturally, it also includes Zhang Liu.

Since then, Yang Wenjing has not come to buy his own buns for a long time. Uncle Liu is very worried. He thought that Yang Wenjing had encountered any danger again, or he was persecuted!

It wasn't until now that Yang Wenjing appeared again, and Uncle Liu was relieved.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, one was big and one, and it was very topic. After a while, I talked for a while.

In the end, Yang Wenjing saw that it was late, so he greeted Liu Shu before leaving.

In the old city, Yang Wenjing was still as usual, and came to the old man's house first.

I haven't seen this old man for a long time, Yang Wenjing missed it!

Yang Wenjing did not have too many loved ones in this world. From an early age, he was closest to his mother to get the old man.

The old man Zhang loves the erhu, and Yang Wenjing also likes it. In the end, he learned two hands with the old man Zhang. Although it is not proficient, it can be regarded as a good hand now. You can pull out one or two songs.

Over the distance, Yang Wenjing saw Grandpa Zhang sitting on the stone pier in his door, looking towards Yang Wenjing, and seeing Yang Wenjing running, then the dry wrinkled face showed a smile.

"Grandpa Zhang, you are cold outside!" Yang Wenjing hurried to his body and laughed.

"Not cold, Grandpa sees that you are warm when you come!" The old man laughed and was very kind.

Yang Wenjing took out two buns and handed it to the elderly as always, and laughed: "Grandpa Zhang, eat it while it is hot!"

"Okay, okay, Grandpa love to eat your buns the most!" The old man Zhang took the bun and tasted it carefully.

The old man Zhang was very lonely and lived alone all day. The old man Zhang had no name before. This surname Zhang was still a nearby neighbor to call the elderly.

"Grandpa Zhang, then I'm back, I have time to listen to your old pulling song!" Yang Wenjing smiled, waved his hand, and then left.

Old Zhang looked at Yang Wenjing, who was far away, and smiled: "Okay!"

Yang Wenjing's family is not far from the old man Zhang, only 40 or 50 meters.

Back at the door of the house, I saw Qiuyue playing with five or six children at the door. I was very happy.

"This girl, just be happy!" Yang Wenjing saw Qiuyue no longer as sad as before, and she was put down in her heart. Before Yang Wenjing was worried that Qiu Yue would always live in sadness.

Now it seems that it is myself!

"Yeah! It's my brother back!"

Qiu Yue's eyes turned, very agile and cute. Seeing Yang Wenjing came back and came up and hugged Yang Wenjing, it was difficult to cover up his inner joy.

"Jing'er, but some day didn't see you!" Zhang Ye, who was next to the house in the distance, suddenly said and laughed: "You say you, you will not come back for more than ten days when you go out, but you are worried about your mother!"

"Well, Zhang Yan, I'm not back!" Yang Wenjing laughed, and the impact on this sister -in -law was very good.

When Yang Wenjing remembered that when he and his mother had just arrived in this old city, this aunt did not help himself.

It can be said that Zhang Yan is an enthusiastic person. When you see any difficulties, you will have a handle, help each other.

Every time Yang Wenjing goes out of the mountain, he will bring back some of the picked herbs for Zhang Ye. Zhang Ye's legs are not good, and it is not convenient to travel.

"Well, is Zhang Shu back?" Yang Wenjing asked, this uncle was a monk who taught himself some swordsmanship and practice method when he was very young.

Just three years ago, Uncle Zhang took his sword away from his home, only to say that he was guarding the frontier. As for when he returned, he did not put it in detail.

It is possible that it is three or five years long, or more than ten years, and it is longer!

"No, I don't know how you are now!" Zhang Yan said here, his face couldn't help worrying.

Yang Wenjing comforted: "Zhang Ye, rest assured, I wouldn't have anything to do with my uncle Zhang, he was a strong tree!"

"Well, you can go home too quickly, your mother is waiting for you!" Zhang Yan recovered his sorrow and told Yang Wenjing with a smile.

"Okay!" After saying that Yang Wenjing finished speaking, he pulled Qiuyue to go home.

"Xiao Ming, Xiao Wang, you can go back soon, and take you to play with you again!"

"Okay, Sister Yueer!"

Qiuyue signaled the group of children to go home. The children heard that they were very obedient. They went home and found their own mother.

At this time, Yang Xue also heard the sound outside. When she went out of the house, she saw that Yang Wenjing came back. Her sorrowful face couldn't help showing a long -lost smile.

"Oh, you can really run!" Yang Xue pointed at Yang Wenjing's nose, and then said: "I think you were eaten by the wild wolf in the mountain!"

Yang Wenjing returned to the room, sat down, and said, "Mother, I'm not back, those wild wolves dare not eat your son!"

This night is very lively, no longer deserted!

I do n’t know, it was stared at by the Wang family here.

"Go, go back and tell Wang Ye, we have found it, and see what Wang Ye said!" A man in black was hidden in the darkness, and the secret pronunciation was to another person. This black man Xiu was already a spiritual branch.

"Hmm!" Another black man nodded, and the two quickly walked away.

After a while, the two men in black returned to the Wang family, informed Wang Xiao to the news of the founding, and said Yang Wenjing's relatives.

"Okay, I didn't expect this cheap girl to be alive!" Wang Xiao naturally knew where the little girl beside Yang Wenjing's side was.

The death of his grandson is related to this pair of brothers and sisters.

Liu Man Xuan, who was sitting on the side, laughed and said with a smile: "Since this rabbit is so close to this girl, then start with this girl!"

Wang Xiao turned around and looked at Liu Man Xuan, who was very charming, and asked, "What do you say?"

"Poison!" Liu Manxuan smiled, saying such a sinister words.

"Okay, listen to you!" Wang Xiao's eyes were cold, and he took a black gourd from the cuffs and threw it to the man in black. "This narcissus is a chronic medicine I practiced. You will poison this poison.

Just throw the water they drink! "

"Remember, go after the poison, hurry up!"

In the end, Wang Xiao told another sentence.

"Yes, to ensure the task of completing the adult!" The man in Black carefully took the narcissus scatter, and then left after a gift.

Liu Manxuan comes from the god of the gods, and he knows some of the poisonous techniques of Middle -earth, but now he can see it. As for whether this poison is effective, it is difficult to say.

In this regard, Liu Manxuan questioned and asked, "Can you do this poison? If you are discovered, it will be difficult when you want to get a black hand!"

"Rest assured, but everyone who is in my daffodils, as long as there is no antidote, will eventually die in pain in one month!"

Wang Xiao grinned and smiled, very proud and insidious. He was very confident in his narcissus scattered, and then added: "And, my medicine power of my daffodil will only have the effect of the little girl. At that time

"?"

Wang Xiao's daffodils are extremely rare and do not work for monks. They also do not work for those who are 20 years old. It can be said that this aqualier San is developed for some children.

Can be described as poison in poison!
Chapter completed!