Chapter 582 Chapter 582: Sneaking at the Tiger’s Butt (Part 2) [Please vote]
“This...this matter may not be easy to handle...”
The woman looked embarrassed.
“It’s not that the little woman is shirk-y, it’s just that there is chaos in the family now, so she can’t care about it for the moment... Moreover, it was many years ago that Xiaolang was sent away, and whether those objects are still there, it won’t matter for a while. It’s hard to say, so I don’t dare to agree easily.”
As he spoke, his eyes turned red.
Use a handkerchief to suppress the tears from the corners of your eyes.
When she first received the news and learned that the pillar of her family had been imprisoned, in a place where people were rumored to have to shed a layer of human skin when entering, she felt like the sky above her was falling. If she wasn't the only mistress in the house and couldn't mess up the situation and influence people's hearts, she would have fainted on the spot. She also wanted to help the old man, but the actual conditions did not allow it.
The old man also knows things, but he can't go on a trip in vain and return empty-handed. Then he asked, "Can you tell me what kind of troubles you are encountering in your house? Maybe I can help you with your advice..."
When the woman heard this, her eyes immediately lit up.
The joy on his face was like grasping a life-saving straw.
"Seriously?" After asking, he realized something was wrong and hurriedly changed his words, "This, this is not questioning your ability, it's just that you are too happy..."
The old man said quietly: "Don't panic, tell me slowly."
The woman calmed down and recounted the news she had received - she did not know the details of what happened in the court, but she knew that her brother-in-law had ambitions and took advantage of her husband's absence from the clan. Win over clan elders and recruit troops in a high-profile manner.
Now, they are echoing the uprising with the rebel Huang Lie everywhere, regardless of the fact that their brother and his family are still being held hostage in the hands of Zheng Qiao...
The woman looked bitter.
"My uncle is probably looking forward to the death of our family! I heard that back then, the elders of the clan wanted to inherit my uncle under the name of my father-in-law. After all, the master is the eldest son of the second wife, and adoption is not a good idea, but the father-in-law chose the master. The second wife. He had little savings, and his food and clothing were not as good as those of his elder brother. He had been feeling resentful and dissatisfied for many years. As long as the master died, he would be able to live up to his reputation. The Chengqiu family..."
The woman gritted her teeth with a look of despair: "If Master Lang... unfortunately dies in the dungeon this time, my uncle can still use the banner of 'avenging his brother' to fight in the dungeon. The reputation of a brother and brother among the nobles... How could he not be moved by such benefits? "
The old man listened quietly the whole time.
After she finished speaking, she asked: "Is it just such a thing?"
The woman heard the hope: "Do you have a solution?"
"It's not a clever solution, but there is no problem in helping your family leave this dragon's den. Anyway, Zheng Qiao has been completely offended to death. Since staying here means death, there may be a way to survive if you escape." The solution is simple and crude.
The woman asked in surprise: "Jail robbery?"
With the old man's ability, he can really do it.
“Yeah.”
Just——
"What Ayan was wearing back then is very important. Madam, if it is convenient, please send someone to look for it..."
The reason for this special trip is for that thing.
The woman understood after hearing this.
If you want the old man to help, you have to pay for it.
She quickly stood up and asked her servants to search in the treasury.
Because he had passed the blood test and his appearance had some traces of the parents of the previous generation, after Ayan was brought back to the Qiu Mansion, he was carefully taken care of as the eldest heir. He was provided with the best food and clothing, and his belongings were properly preserved. . If he hadn't never grown up and looked uncool, so that people could see the clues, maybe the secret would have been carried into the coffin by the maidservant.
After that, Ayan was sent to the countryside to fend for himself. His existence became a taboo in Qiu Mansion. No one dared to mention it, and naturally his things were not deliberately disposed of. After a whole night of rummaging, the servants finally found the box in a dusty corner.
The box is not big and light in weight, but the items are fragmented.
"Ayan, I finally found it!"
The old man pulled at something and pulled out something with excitement. It was a piece of wood pendant that was one finger long. It was dusty and could not be seen as valuable. The woman had no idea how precious this thing was, that it could make an old man who was accustomed to big winds and waves care so much about it.
The old man calmed down and waved to the young man who was eating pastries: "Ayan, come to the teacher."
The young man put down the delicious pastries, followed the instructions obediently, and let the old man take the cakes. Cut a wooden pendant and put it on yourself. He raised his hand and touched the piece of wood, his tone fluctuating slightly.
"Teacher, it is warm." It was obviously just a piece of wood, but it felt like smooth and warm jade when he touched it, which made him feel at ease inexplicably, and even the hesitation that had been bothering him disappeared. Like an exhausted drowning man, he finally floated to the shore.
"Well, wear it well."
Hearing this, the young man put it into his lapel.
The woman was close enough to see clearly that the wooden pendant looked like a coffin. How unlucky is it to carry it with you?
But this is not what she should care about. What she cares about is when the old man will help her rescue her husband from prison. The old man did not break his promise and asked the woman to pack the belongings and arrange the carriage and horses. Once the Qiu family's parents were rescued, their family left immediately.
The woman did as she was told.
These things cannot be done in a day or two.
Then the three old men were left to live temporarily in the house.
The young man among the three tidied up the guest room.
Just as he was about to call the old man and the young man to rest, he saw the young man holding his chin in one hand and playing with the lost wooden pendant with the other.
The young man borrowed it to look at it just now. After looking over and over, he didn't see anything special. He didn't know what the old man was doing by traveling all this way. But, the next moment was a slap in the face - the pendant emitted a gleaming green light.
Then it turned into a brown wooden stick with a stretched posture in the boy's hands, surrounded by sincere and mysterious mysterious totems. This pattern is similar to the group pattern on the boy's shoulder blade. The former is more complex, while the latter is more like a simplified version.
There was a bang.
The old man heard the noise and came over.
His eyes were fixed on the wooden stick, his cheeks tense.
The young man didn't notice their reactions. It was as if he had gotten a novelty. After playing with it for a few times, his eyes were suddenly attracted by a flash of strange color. Pointing to the swaying little red flower on the top of the wooden stick, he said, "Teacher, look, it's a flower." A flower grew on the wood.
It is as abrupt as the only hair on the head of a bald man.
The old man's attention was not on the flowers. Instead, he stretched out his trembling old hands and held the young man's cane-holding hand reverently. Tears rolled down his face, and his lips trembled as he uttered a few indistinct words. After listening carefully, I realized that it was - "God has not abandoned our Gongxi tribe..."
The young man didn't understand why the teacher was crying.
Raised his hand to wipe away his tears.
Ask: "Teacher, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
The old man wiped away his tears and took a deep breath: "No, Ayan, please practice the method that teacher taught you..."
The boy naturally did as he was told. When he saw the young man wearing the familiar high priest's garb, the old man felt completely at ease.
He touched the young man's head lovingly: "Very good, but you have to practice more diligently in the next few years. Listen to the teacher, and don't be in a hurry to open your wisdom orifices now. You can focus more on your practice by staying pure. , You get twice the result with half the effort... Ayan, there’s nothing wrong with being a little silly and naive.”
“Well!” The young man smiled, “Listen to the teacher.”
The young man had nowhere to complain.
Uninformed people would think that the boy was innocent, ignorant and harmless! In fact, how many bandits and gangsters did he kill by chopping melons and vegetables along the way? The old one is crazy and the young one is stupid. I don’t know what kind of harm they will do if they grow up for a few more years...
To the old man, plundering prisons and rescuing people was just a piece of cake. After finishing it, he continued on his way, not bothering to listen to the useless words of gratitude from everyone in the Qiu family. The three of them walked further and further towards a secluded mountain and old forest, intending to settle down.
The young man finally couldn't hold it any longer.
"What do you want to do?"
"What do you think Ayan is hanging around his neck? He rashly joins the world without any strength, and the end is just to be divided between tigers, leopards and jackals. And eat it. He needs the power to protect himself most!"
"It's just a piece of wood."
The old man made a surprising statement: "That is a national seal."
The young man: "!!!"
The old man shook his head again to correct his mistake.
“No, it’s not the national seal, it’s a gift from the gods. It just comes from the same source as the so-called national seals circulated by the outside world... Whether it’s the national seal or the divine staff... they are actually gifts from the gods. The thing I dropped...yes, it is like this..."
Young man: "..."
Silently rolled his eyes.
This old guy is going crazy again.
As the only normal person among the three, he felt that he was under a lot of pressure, having to take care of both the old and the young. I don’t know when this day will end.
He yawned and was about to catch up on his sleep.
Meanwhile——
Two fiery figures broke into Gong Xiqiu's camp at night - to be precise, one of them forced the other. Just as he was about to put on his clothes and go to bed, he was so frightened that he sat up straight.
When he saw the person, he said helplessly: "Alai, is there anything you can't talk about tomorrow?"
"It's too late tomorrow! We have to ask today!" Gong Xilai grabbed Yang Ying's hand, pushed it in front of Gong Xiqiu, and asked hurriedly, "Brother, do you see any changes in her?"
Gong Xiqiu was wrapped in a quilt and coiled up. Legs, pouty mouth.
"How can she change? Or is it because the conditions in the military camp are not good, she is angry, and she has acne on her face?"
Gong Xilai was so anxious that he stamped his feet.
He grabbed the quilt that Gong Xiqiu was holding tightly and shook it.
“Angry, angry, Aying is so angry!”
Gong Xiqiu followed Gong Xi’s force and was shaken from side to side like a big doll. Before she could react: "She's not pretending to be a corpse right now, so why is she so angry?"
"That's not how she is angry!"
Gong Xiqiu stopped shaking: "What kind of Qi is that?"
"Martial Qi!" Yang Ying answered.
At first glance, Gong Xiqiu thought he had tinnitus.
“What kind of Qi?”
Gong Xilai said ecstatically: “Martial Qi!”
After all, Yang Ying was born into a general family, and her father, Mr. Yang, had never restricted her from wielding swords or guns. He also felt that learning some martial arts would help his daughter stay healthy, make her less likely to get sick, and make it easier for her to make a living.
Now that she is alone, she needs more strength to protect herself, and she dare not stop practicing martial arts for a day.
I don’t know why just now——
The energy of heaven and earth that has been unable to stay in the meridians can suddenly be absorbed! Yang Ying was confused at first, then ecstatic, and shared the news with Gong Xi Lai beside her. Then he was captured by Gong Xilai and brought to seek revenge on Gong Xilai.
"I couldn't do it before, but now I can suddenly do it...Brother, do you think today is a special day? You see, Aying can do it, can I do it too?" Gongxi came to output. A long list of words, no chance to interrupt.
Gong Xiqiu looked serious and took Yang Ying's pulse.
Although it is weak enough to be ignored, it is indeed a wisp of martial energy, which means Yang Ying can practice.
(￣▽￣)"
Yang Ying can practice because Gong Xiqiu recognizes that she belongs to his camp, and Ayan has obtained the magic staff at this moment, and is the high priest of this generation. So Yang Ying benefited indirectly. In fact, I am quite looking forward to the female generals from all sides fighting in front of the battle_(:з」∠)_
(End of this chapter)