Chapter 147 Hidden Dragon Soaring into the Abyss
There were at least four groups of people fighting.
The old man was so happy that he danced with joy. He just liked this kind of excitement.
I should have brought Tianbao along so she could watch the fun too.
The forest at the entrance of the village has been growing for three years, and the miasma it produces is quite scary.
White mist dissipated at the edge of the room. The fighters were aware of the danger, so they fought outwards and did not dare to move closer.
Du Buzheng stood on the top of a tree with his hands on his hips, and when he didn't speak, he looked quite independent and detached.
"Three boys, do you recognize them? The best-dressed one in the middle being surrounded and beaten is Cui Gou's servant!"
"Those guys in gray and masks are from Pier 12. Oh my goodness, this dog-eat-dog show is going to be quite something!"
"And that group of people all dressed in black, coming out of Wangque Tower! It must be them! Why is that dog joining in the fun? This is weird."
Under the tree where the old man was standing, Su An, Su Wen, and Su Wu were squatting on a branch respectively. "Grandpa Du, there's another group of people wearing black. How can you tell which group of people in black are from Wangque Tower?"
"Tsk, that grandson of Bai Xiaofeng can't stand ugly things. Even his servants have to wear clothes made of good materials. If they wear good clothes, they must be from his family!"
Su Wu slapped his thigh, "I see, no wonder Bai Xiaofeng always dislikes Grandpa Du! Dogecoin!"
The poison cannot invade the triangular eye. Once it droops, the eyes look at the nose and the nose looks at Su Wu.
Su An and Su Wen kicked Su Wu down. What a brainless guy!
There were four groups of people fighting outside. They were all very skilled, immune to poison and they didn't hold back their voices at all. Everything they said fell into the ears of everyone.
At this time, I can only pretend not to hear it.
Kill the target first and report back.
The fight ended with the sound of water splashing.
The three groups of people suffered losses. After burying Cui Yingwei's men in water, they immediately dispersed and soon disappeared.
"Grandpa Du, are they gone?" The three boys sat on the tree branches, their voices a little low.
It's quite fun to watch the fight.
But seeing the final bloody scene with my own eyes still shocked me.
This is the law of survival in the Exiled Lands.
And they will get used to it sooner or later.
Du Buqin jumped down from the treetop and said, "Even if they left, they are not completely gone. The forces outside the village should have left people to keep watch. They are not coming for our Tubei Village, so don't pay any attention to them."
The third kid landed next, "Grandpa Du, why are they all fighting? Aren't the Twelve Piers and Cui Gou the same group?"
"What else can we do? They're just having an internal conflict. This is perfect, it's in our favor. It also lets Cui know that life in exile is not easy. After this loss, he won't send anyone here again for a while."
In addition to the Twelve Piers, there were two other groups of men in black. One group was from Wangque Tower, and the other group was definitely from Bai Mansion.
The boy from the Bai family spends most of the year in Tubei Village, so Bai Kui will naturally do his best to protect his beloved daughter.
But Bai Xiaofeng's grandson was something the old man couldn't understand. Why did he have to join in all this fun? It was inexplicable.
The villagers who were watching the fun guessed the outcome from the noise and have since dispersed.
The old couple of the Su family and Su Da and Su Er were still standing by the paddy field, looking over here worriedly.
Seeing grandpa and grandma and dad, Su An, Su Wen and Su Wu forced a smile and walked over, "Grandpa, grandma, dad!"
Su Da and Su Er each reached out their hands and patted the half-grown boy on the head with their big palms. Without saying anything, they smiled and said, "Let's go home!"
The word "go home" dispelled the depression in the young people's hearts, "Let's go home!"
The old couple of the Su family were a little slow and soon fell behind. Looking at the back of the child at home, the old woman Su sighed quietly.
Old Man Su looked at her and smiled, "Children must grow up eventually."
The old woman said to him, "What are you talking about, old woman? You have to grow up. Who can remain a child forever?"
"Have you picked enough mugwort?"
"That's enough to make a lot of green rice dumplings. We can send some to Mr. Huo's family. Mrs. Huo is not very mobile now, so let's make her portion as well. Mr. Du doesn't like sweet food, so let's make him a salty one."
"Okay, you decide."
Du Buqin walked slowly behind the old couple with his hands behind his back, listening to them talking about family matters and humming little tunes.
Spring is great.
The sun is warm.
…
This matter is over and life in Tubei Village goes on as usual.
The chaos outside seemed to be completely isolated by a miasma forest.
Every day the villagers are either busy working in the vegetable garden or in the fields. In their spare time, they use reed stalks to weave.
Here, time becomes slow and leisurely.
The sound of reading aloud could be heard from the Huo family courtyard every day.
At this time, other children in the village always liked to hang out in front of the Huo family's door, listening to the sounds of reading, and envy always appeared in their eyes.
When Old Man Su had some free time and saw this scene, he would suddenly feel like teaching the kids a few words and enjoy himself doing it.
Every time this happened, Old Lady Su would spit and show off, then bring a stool to the old man.
When we heard the news from Wharf No. 12, the rice seedlings in the paddy fields at the entrance of the village had already grown a lot.
As the only person in the village who travels between the inner and outer cities every day, Bai Yu brings all the news from the outside world.
That day, the young master stayed at Xiao Su's house again for a free meal, laughing and gloating as he ate. "Big Beard and Cui Gou are cooperating on the surface, but they're secretly scheming against each other. Several of Cui's men were killed by him. But he didn't get any good results either. I heard that his routes lost several ports. Hahahaha, this is not cooperation at all, this is clearly a murder!"
Wei Li listened quietly without saying anything.
Xiao Su's family was relieved, "They started fighting, and they couldn't care less about our Tubei Village."
"But I heard from my father that Mr. Cui has no good intentions in coming here."
"What's he doing here?"
Bai Yu glanced at Wei Li inconspicuously, "Raising troops."
Wei Li's eating suddenly stopped and his pupils contracted.
Except for military generals, no other court officials were allowed to have private soldiers.
Cui Yingwei wanted to raise troops in exile, which meant he was planning a rebellion!
No wonder he came here in person.
The imperial court had been unable to do anything about the place of exile and had given up governing it many years ago. Choosing this place to raise troops would indeed make it easier to conceal the truth from the emperor.
Du Buqin had no reaction to this at all. Tianbao was just like him. The old and the young were concentrating on eating.
Whether we maintain the army or not is none of their business.
Everyone fell asleep that night.
A small figure walked out of the courtyard and gently knocked on the door of the Huo family yard.
The man walked out of the main room and looked at the small figure standing in the yard without saying a word.
"Master, I want to join the army."
"Why?"
"That's the only place where I can hold military power."
"You are only ten years old. If you join the army at this age, you will have to start from the bottom. Your future may not be as smooth as you wish. A general's success is built on the bones of thousands of soldiers. You may just become a bone under the general's feet."
"I want to try it too."
Huo Ziheng didn't say anything.
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the moonlight falls down like water, gentle and cool.
Wei Li lowered his eyes, and after a moment he took a dry branch from under the eaves. The branch was slanted horizontally, and the hand holding the branch was strong and steady.
The great roc supports the wind.
Soar to the sky.
…
Do not use the hidden dragon.
The arrogant dragon will regret.
Each move was sharp and powerful, and Broken Blade performed all the moves in one dance that day without missing a single one.
It seems like a hidden dragon rising from the abyss.
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