Chapter 12012: End a stay


    At the end of the trail, smoke rose faintly.


    The tired figures of busy and tiredness in the fields began to pack up their farm tools and walked home one after another.


    A pair of brothers with good looks came to Qianjia Village.


    One person was hiking in front, and the other was riding a snow-white mule nearly one person tall.


    The mule was so beautiful, without any hair on its body, and a valuable red gold bell hung around its neck. You can hear the crisp jingle sound every step you take.


    The two attracted the attention of farmers as soon as they appeared.


    The older one was wearing a crow green robe, a scarf and a snail, a wooden clog, a thin body, and a witty waist, a charming heart. He should be a young scholar studying abroad. The young man looked at Eleven and 2, and his appearance was different from the older one, but he was also a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth and deep contours.


    Perhaps his ancestors had some bloodlines of a foreigner, and their facial features were deeper than ordinary people. At first glance, I thought it was a bright girl, but when I heard the name of a young man, I realized that he was a young man.


    "The humble house is simple, and I feel sorry for the two men and women for one night."


    The village led the two into the side house.


    Qianjia Village is a small village with less than a hundred households. The most decent and cleanest house in the village belongs to the village chief.


    Hearing that the two men wanted to stay, he warmly invited them to live in his own home and asked the wife at home to clean up the side house.


    Qishan took out a piece of silver and handed it to the village chief. Please prepare dry food for several days for themselves, then cook a pot of hot water for bathing, and use the rest as a thank-you gift. Murama smiled and weighed the amount of silver. After estimating, he hurriedly said that it was not troublesome. Before leaving, I asked if I wanted to make some fresh grass for the mule to eat.


    When he heard the village pick up the mule, Qi Shan''s expression appeared unnatural for a moment: "No, that mule is not a living thing, it is the creation of my brother''s words."


    Muramashi understood as soon as he heard it, and his expression became more and more respectful.


    Ding bell-


    The familiar bell sound approached.


    Qi Shan opened the window to disperse the turbid air in the house. When he looked up, he saw Shen Tang holding a mule in one hand and teasing it with a handful of grass in the other.


    I vaguely heard Shen Xiaolangjun muttering to the mule.


    "Motor, why don''t you eat it? Just take a bite, I picked it for you..."


    Qi Shan: “…”


    Speaking of this mule called "motorcycle", he has the illusion that he cannot get angry.


    No one expected that the strange words - "The wind and lightning are flying, the great luck motorcycle" - could really condense a snow-white mule!


    Shen Xiaolangjun rode happily on it.


    "Mr. Qi, do you want to get one too?"


    Qi Shan refused decisively.


    Not to mention that he would not know how to use that passage of Word Spirit. Even if he could use it, it would be successful. The effect may not be the same as that of Shen Xiaolangjun.


    The most important thing is—


    No matter how good the mule is, it is just a mule, and he doesn’t ride it!


    "Would you like to ride together?" Shen Tang raised his hand to cover the dazzling sun, providing another suggestion.


    Qi Shan refused again.


    Even if he had broken his legs, he would not ride this mule with a stupid look.


    Shen Tang shrugged, not forcing him.


    With a low-end sports car (mule) for transportation, her feet were finally liberated. Passing by an unknown tree that resembles a banana tree, she bent down on the mule''s back and stretched out her hand to fold two pieces.


    A piece of resistance against the sun on the shoulders.


    A piece was handed out to block Qi Shan’s head.


    “Mr. Qi!”


    The sunlight above my head was covered, and Qi Shan turned his head when he heard this.


    Shen Tang threw the leaf to him.


    “Next!”


    Seeing Shen Tang''s attitude of shading the sun and fearing light, he smiled helplessly.


    "Why are good men afraid of this suffering?"


    "I''m not afraid, but the old saying goes - one white covers a hundred ugly things." Shen Tang adjusted the angle of Big Ye Zi, carried Ye Zi and smiled, "The skin tone is uneven and deteriorated, which damages the beauty."


    Qi Shan: “…”


    It took them several hours before they saw the crowd.


    After years of drought and war, there are not many families left in Qianjia Village. There are only a few young faces in the whole village, only elderly people and young children who are ignorant of the world. Two innocent faces suddenly came, and the news flew from the beginning of the village to the end of the village. From time to time, naughty boys were looking around at the village house.


    Qi Shan went to find Cun Zheng if he had something to do. As soon as he came back, he heard Shen Tang playing with a few naughty boys.


    The two sides are "fighting". A child was wearing a dress that was washed until white, riding on the back of a snow-white mule, holding a dead branch as a spear, looking at it with a momentum, while Shen Xiaolangjun walked on a stick to meet the enemy.


    As soon as the two of them come, they confront each other and they are constantly fighting, and they are "unmatched". As "soldiers", other children were nervously "watching the battle" and applauded from time to time and shouted, "General is amazing"!


    Qi Shan: “…”


    At first I thought Shen Tang was having a lot of fun. After all, Shen Xiaolangjun was only a eleven or twelve-year-old boy. Even though he suffered from the pain of exile, he was still naughty and active. After watching for a while, he found that the strange boy was also a little interesting.


    He asked Munmasa, "What is this child''s name? Is it from that family in the village?"


    Muramasa replied, "I''m not a child in the village."


    "no?"


    Village Master sighed: "I heard that he is a child of a wealthy family. He has had a serious illness since he was a child. He lives in a nearby Zhuangzi to recuperate. He said that he was recuperating, but in fact he was given up. Of course, the servants would not do their best to serve him. It looked pitiful and often sneaked out to play with the children in the village..."


    Usually, people from Zhuangzi would come to take him back until dark.


    Qishan was aroused by a little curiosity.


    "Affected diseases? Where are there diseases?"


    Murakami glanced at the child with a happy face, pointed carefully at his brain, and said, "I heard it''s a brain disease."


    To put it bluntly, he is just a fool.


    Qi Shan was slightly surprised and was about to speak, but he heard the loud cheers of several children.


    It turned out that the child "lied" Shen Tang with a shot and hit her "lord".


    Never compete or bias, hit the head of the "lord".


    According to the rules of the game, he won.


    Looking at the "dead lord", Shen Tang had no choice but to "helplessly" spread his hands, throwing his weapons and "suburn".


    "Oh, I lost."


    Winners can get trophy.


    The so-called spoil is malt sugar the size of a thumb.


    She opened the pocket of the bag on her waist, took out a handful of boring malt candy, and divided it out one by one. This was called "rewarding the three armies", and the "main general" who made great contributions - the child who rode a mule and waved his gun with a demeanor, got three.


    The other children couldn''t wait to put malt sugar into their mouths, but the child didn''t. He didn''t know how to eat it while holding the malt sugar.


    This stupid look was completely different from his spirit of being on the back of a mule and "fighting" with him.


    “Don’t you eat it?”


    Shen Tang squatted down and asked the child.


    The child shook his head. He hesitated for a while at the malt candy in his hand, picked up one of them and handed them to Shen Tang.


    The eyes were brightly looking at her, as if she was expecting something.


    "You feed me?"


    "Yeah, eat." said the child.


    Shen Tang didn''t dislike the child''s dirty hands. He stuttered and ate the malt candy he handed over, and curled his eyes with a smile.


    "Oh, it''s so sweet, do you try it too?"


    Seeing this, the child lowered his head and picked up another one and put it in his mouth.


    The last one was put back on the faded pouch on your waist.


    The bag is heavy.


    Taking advantage of the perspective, Shen Tang vaguely saw an exquisite tiger-headed jade bi inside, and the jade bi was also engraved with small seal characters.


    The other children went home with satisfaction, but the only child who washed the clothes until they faded was left, and the village chief took him to the main house to wait.


    The summer sky is extremely changeable. Not long after it was dark, the dark sky was pouring backwards.


    The lightning and thunder roared, and the wind howled.


    Shen Tang was reading at night with a light, remembering his words.


    At this time, the door was slammed by someone.


    ?_(:з」∠)_I was wrong and I was stuck again.


    ??This chapter is from No. 25.


    ??Because I have been on the new book, the 26th is a double update during the day.


    ??In addition to the normal update, there is also an additional update from the cute girl before.


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    (This chapter ends)