In the setting sun, the tall stone yard stands silently. See the net.23us.

Although melon capital is also an ancient and huge city, stone yards close to four feet high are still quite rare. What's more, the stone yards are covered with exquisite stone carvings: from the top to the ground, there are all kinds of cat carvings, all kinds of shapes and lifelike. If you look at the experienced stone carving masters, you can better tell that although each of these cat carvings is made of relief techniques, when combined, it is actually treated with round carving techniques, so that they can be naturally and relaxed from any angle and appear vividly.

The exquisite stone sculptures are already broken and covered with dust.

According to legend, this Shifangyuan also had a glorious past. In legend, it even witnessed a story, a wonderful story containing elements such as loyalty, merit, doubt, spy, suspicion, frame-up, comfort and compromise, and a story a long time ago.

Ying Zheng is never interested in stories.

With his hands behind his back, he stood under the stone yard, his eyes slightly closed, motionless, and without making any sound, as if he had become a part of the stone yard. The setting sun came from behind and gently spread on his shoulders, like a yellow cloak, gently wrapping him around.

Yingzheng is like this, even her ambition and domineeringness are wrapped up together.

In the alley, in a hotel, a woman was lying high on her feet, snoring like thunder. Although she was separated by many heavy windows and walls, she could still penetrate Yingzheng's ears slightly.

Hey

A gentle sigh in his heart, Yingzheng felt a little impatient, but a little bit of wanting to smile bitterly.

It was the third day since I entered Guadu, and Yingzheng still didn't know what to do below.

The order he received was very simple: Go to the Ao family in Donghai to invite Ao Jiaotu and go to Guadu, and what he needed to know later had been notified to the Ao family.

This is a normal method when performing the most confidential tasks, but when Ying Zheng heard the clues Ao Mori had, he found it difficult to suppress his dizziness.

Find an alley with Baimao Shifang at the entrance, stay in the only hotel inside, and then someone will tell you what to do next.

In this way, Ying Zheng and Ao Mori have been waiting here until now.

I don’t know who I am waiting for, nor what kind of code words the other party will use. More importantly, Yingzheng still doesn’t know what he is here for and what kind of tasks he is going to perform.

Ao Mori seemed to know something, but he refused to say it, and Yingzheng didn't know how to ask questions.

He has always only known how to torture.

He was silently doing himself and knew that it was basically meaningless to wait, but Ying Zheng wasted his time: although the wind was still moving like a stone statue on the outside, the true energy in his body was fighting fiercely, and he kept passing on powerful impact and pain to him.

At that time, Wang Siqian set up a fire force to trap Yingzheng's liver gate to punish him. Although this technique was only activated when Yingzheng forcibly practicing the evil black beast, although Wang Siqian first met Yingzheng, he was very accurate in his temperament and determined that he was the kind of person who would rather suffer than give in. The fact was as expected: even though he knew this, Yingzheng went upstream and used all the time he could use to challenge Wang Siqian's seal. Of course, such pain did not give him any additional gains in his cultivation, but Yingzheng has always been a person who seeks hardship.

As the day became more and more slanted, the rice mixed with the aroma of various oil products appeared in the air. The running naughty boys began to be called home one by one, and the dark areas on the streets and alleys were no longer visible.

Someone pulled Yingzheng's corner of his clothes.

He was shocked and turned around quickly, but Yingzheng didn't see anyone. In amazement, he felt that the corner of his clothes had been pulled again.

He lowered his head and saw that Ying Zhengfang was actually a child. However, at age, he only reached his waist. His clothes were usually better than those of a street boy. His small face seemed to be covered with pink jade, and it seemed that he had not been hit by wind and rain. His eyes were big and black like ink. He stared at Ying Zheng, just looking up and down.

Seeing Yingzheng turning his head, the child blinked, reached out his hand and said: Let's go eat.

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly lifted the child's neck and took it to a place where he could look straight, stared straight into his eyes, and said in a deep voice: What did you say

He looks vicious and is not a good person. Ying Zheng once had the experience of making two white-headed tigers roar and shrank with their eyes, and finally did not dare to move. Facing such a child, he had enough confidence to take him over, but this time, it seemed like he was a little over the top.

Wow

Almost at the same time as Yingzheng's movement, the child screamed in a roar. He was crying in a blink of an eye. He just wiped his nose on Yingzheng's face, even though Yingzheng's head was turning fast, after all, he was too close to him and was immediately wiped out in a mess.

you

With anger, Yingzheng almost immediately wanted to teach the child a lesson, but he forgot that the alley at supper was the most crowded.

Mom, look over there, the uncle who basked in the sun every day is going to hit someone

Stinky girl, it's all your business to beat your son. You're not going to wash your bowl yet

But why did the father beat his son? Why didn’t the mother come out to protect his son?

You are so stupid that woman, you will never give birth to this woman, surely she is not her son.

Then, why, that uncle would set up a house for another woman, but he would arrest his son and beat him up?

So, just like your devil daddy, men are not good things.

The absurd and rude humiliation was not an isolated evidence, but was drowned in a buzzing voice of approval. The voice was fast and soft, which was very different from the slow dialect of the north. Even Yingzheng was such a strong and fierce man, and he could hear Qinqin sweat on his back, and finally saw what a woman in the south was.

What's even more absurd is that when listening to such dirty words, Ying Zheng, who could have blood stained ten steps for a moment of displeasure, could not have any murderous intent, and could not force his fangs to kill those villains who were obviously insulting him.

In the end, he actually lowered his head silently and held the boy under the scepter, and he really ran away from the alley like a shameful father.

Wow, wow, the living beads are really well-deserved. I have been thinking about it for a long time. This taste, this juice

With a calm face, Ying Zheng stared coldly at the boy who was full of food in his hands and was dancing with no intention of echoing him at all.

Just now, Ying Zheng threw the boy to a remote place and threw him directly to the ground, stepped on his chest with one limb, and told him that if he didn't shout out the envoy, he would immediately step on him.

Judging from Yingzheng's personality and the sternum of the princess, this prospect is likely to become a reality. The boy was so brave that he was just a scoundrel, and he taught Yingzheng to take him to eat, and even announced that he was actually the one who came to meet Yingzheng.

After Young-jung pressed his head into the sewage on the side of the road for the fifth time, the boy refused to surrender. Except for admitting that he was not the co-ordinator but sent by the co-ordinator, he refused to say anything, just shouting that Young-jung would take him to have snacks, otherwise he would not want to know anything.

As a result, Yingzheng, who was helpless, was standing here like a statue, looking at Xiaoyao, a boy who seemed to care nothing but eat.

More than an hour passed, the food filled in the boy's stomach could almost feed the four adult men, but they were still interested in this street full of snacks. Ying Zheng could not bear it anymore when he looked straight. When the boy squinted his eyes and sucked the egg in his mouth for the seventh time, he grabbed the food and pinched it into a ball of rag.

Without saying a word, he just stared at the boy coldly. Yingzheng believed that this ghost head, who was definitely smarter than he seemed, would understand what he meant.

And, in the answer, it was a timid finger pointing to Yingzheng's side and back.

When Ying Zheng turned around, she saw a small stove with an iron pot on the stove. Half the pot of oil was burned and it was burning. It was fried with about ten pieces of tofu, but it smelled so bad. Ying Zheng was about to vomit. When she turned around, she saw the boy smiling brilliantly:

I bought another fifty dollars and I ate it while walking.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Ying Zheng groaned, waved his hand, and held the boy under the ribs again. He threw out a string of copper coins with his right hand to the stove, and reached into the pot directly. He didn't care about the oil and kept boiling, and he copied half a pot of tofu in his hand, strode away, and lowered his voice: There is only so much, if you don't eat it, you'll be fine.

But you haven't got the hot sauce yet.

In a blink of an eye, it was already the willow on the moon. The boy finally became kind and led Ying Zheng around the east and west to a very remote place on the edge of Nanhu Lake.

At this time, the wind was already quite strong, the clouds were thick and the moon was dim, and the lake water was dark and dark. It was pushed over by the night wind, and there was no peace. The boy sat on a big rock by the lake, slowly ate the smell of dry food. It seemed that it was not enough, and even his ten fingers were added, and he sighed: It was delicious, it was delicious. The words were still very obvious and still not satisfied.

Ying Zheng lowered his voice and said: Have you eaten enough

The boy sighed, stretched his waist in the night wind, jumped off the stone, and walked a few steps beside Yingzheng with his hands behind his back, saying, "It's a sloppy." But he felt that his feet were empty and had been lifted up by Yingzheng again.

The eyes were almost narrowed into a slit, and Ying Zheng said slowly: No one has ever said I am patient, do you know

The boy rolled his eyes and said: Has anyone ever said that you are not likable and don't fall down. I won't say it.

When Ying Zhengfu picked him up again, he said without knowing that he was dead: At least no woman would like someone like you, don't throw me off this time. I really won't say it.

Seeing that Yingzheng's face was almost about to choose someone to swallow him. The boy shrank his neck and hooked his hands. Because Yingzheng was cold and ignored him, he had to turn his face over and whisper: Actually, my name is Kaixin. It is not right to take the initiative to say the name to strangers, but you haven't asked me for so long, so I had to say that when Yingzheng raised his eyebrows lightly, it seemed that he could not bear it, and hurriedly said: OK, OK, don't say this. Fang said: I just said that I was sent by the connector, actually this sentence was lying to you.

Although the voice was small, it seemed like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. Ying Zheng's anger was extraordinary, and his face changed color. He was happy to observe his face and hugged his arm first and said repeatedly: But you can't blame me, I don't want to lie to you, it's you who forced me, it's really yours.

Qianying was fierce and arrogant. Today, she met this naughty boy, but she had no skills. She felt that her mind was messed up by him. She was confused for a moment and forgot to give her anger. She was just thinking about why she had forced others to deceive her.

When he thought about this, he felt that he was not idle either. He was trying hard to pliminate his five fingers on his neck, but Ying Zheng was so powerful that he was happy and grabbed and pinched, but he couldn't. Finally, he sighed and suddenly said: Hey, do you want to guess why my name is Kaixin

Ying Zheng groaned: It's nothing to do with me. But when he saw Kaixin shook his head, he said: How could he not be closed tightly? It's absolutely closed tightly. He looked around and lowered his voice, and said sneakily: My name is Kaixin, because once the enemy of our family meets me, he will become very unhappy.

All of them didn't take the words of this crazy child to heart. Ying Zheng basically went in and out of the left ear, but something in his speech made him suddenly feel alert.

This sentence structure seems a bit familiar

After a little distracted, Ying Zheng suddenly felt a sudden numbness in his right hand and could no longer use any strength. Although it was only a moment, this moment was enough to let Happy slip out of his hand.

you

His pupils suddenly contracted, but it was too late. The happy heart that should have fallen directly to the ground had gently turned over in the air. His two little feet had already stepped on Ying Zheng's chest before he made any moves.

He still smiled innocently when he stared at Yingzheng.

I'm sorry, but Brother Ying, you don't believe me for now

you

Roaring out loud, Yingzheng clenched his fists and attacked, but he was faster than him. Happy that his legs were bent and bounced, and it burst out with power that seemed to be beyond the capacity of his small body, and directly flew Yingzheng away.

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