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An old horse, whose teeth were about to be lost, and his scrawny body dragged the four men staggering past the sheepskin street. www.biquge.info Ye Yinfeng sat on the wooden edge of the cart behind the old horse, while the dying dog lay on the cart with a few dead grasses. Thirteen's face didn't look very good, he didn't hide his anger at all, a pair of slender Danfeng eyes stared at the blue-shirted young man from time to time, and he looked at the stupid big man who was sitting on the cart grinning and drooling.

"Grunt", a slight sound, I don't know whose stomach made that sound, strictly speaking, an old horse pulled a cart, the cart except for two wheels is still counted, the other parts are broken, the wheels don't know how many cracks have been cracked, the cart makes a creaking sound, shaking and walking. Driving the carriage was a simple old man, his yellow face was full of wrinkles, he didn't even need the reins, and shouted at the old horse to step forward step by step, which was really the feeling of the old horse knowing the way.

At the end of Sheepskin Street, I passed the pond that was not too big or small, which was the Buyi Alley, and Ye Yinfeng's eyes swept over the pond. At this moment, he could still feel the mist in the pond overlapping, with an eerie aura. The corpse had long been taken away by the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion, leaving only the lingering ghost wandering in the pond.

Pedestrians and small vendors on Sheepskin Street were unimpressed by such a carriage, and a broken horse-drawn cart could not attract their attention. Such scenes will appear all the time, they are still busy with their own business, shouting and shouting, busy pulling business, chatting busy chatting. Occasionally, just a few people just calmly looked at the blue-shirted young man sitting on the edge of the car, and those people were the residents of the cloth alley.

At the mouth of Buyi Alley, there was a carriage parked, which was the real carriage, with a wide canopy, wrapped in plain cloth, although it was not very ornate, but it was also unique. Two tall horses lay side by side, neighing from time to time, and the horses' hooves kept scraping the muddy road.

Because the Buyi Lane is really narrow, not to mention the carriage with two horses side by side, even the old skinny horse pulling the open-air cart can't enter the Buyi Lane. So the carriage stopped at the mouth of the alley, and two people jumped out of the carriage.

The two of them were both chubby and not very old, and one of them was dressed in a wide robe, with a fat face and a childish air that had not yet been taken off. Another was wearing a fur brocade robe, his hair was meticulously combed, and a jade-colored hairpin was inserted into his hairline. Both of them were not very old, the chubby Taoist priest was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and the fat boy who looked like a boy in a brocade robe was sixteen or seventeen years old.

Ye Yinfeng's eyes revealed a touch of warmth, these two chubby guys were his acquaintances. The fat Taoist priest is not Li Xiaoyao, who else can be, but the person who looks like a fat boy is the long-lost Li Congjia, the king of Anding County. The two men did not notice him sitting behind him in a broken horse-drawn cart, and when they got out of the car, they went straight to the alley. As for the groom on the carriage, he also knew that it was the old man surnamed Dugu.

The old man Dugu turned the carriage and happened to see Ye Yinfeng and the others, he was stunned at first, but then nodded to him. Ye Yinfeng didn't have much feeling for this old man with unique skills, but smiled politely at the other party. As soon as he entered the palace, Ye Yinfeng only felt that he would not have anything to do with the people in this palace in this life, but he didn't expect that he would meet the two princes of the Southern Tang Kingdom, one was the thirteenth brother on the dragon chair, and the other was the sixth son. Maybe it's creation that makes people, or maybe there's a kind of fate in the dark.

To Ye Yinfeng's surprise, as soon as the tall and thin man saw the fat Taoist, his face changed significantly, but he covered it up well, and then returned to normal.

Carrying the dying Lai Gou'er, followed by the stupid big man who had been drooling, and a tall and thin strange man, Ye Yinfeng threw a few copper plates to the cart driver and entered the cloth alley. The dust was billowing along the way, perhaps because the fat Taoist priest had eaten too much and walked too quickly.

Walking at the mouth of the cloth alley, the thirteenth was obviously a little reluctant to go in, he hesitated slightly, but for some reason he still walked in with Ye Yinfeng.

Walking to the end of the cloth alley, there were bursts of pig's trotters fragrance, Ye Yinfeng's heart gushed out a warm current, the Xiao family lady knew that she was going out, and specially sent the braised pig's trotters to the four young and one old in the courtyard. He couldn't help but think of the old man who had a coffin face all day long, the obscene old man who sold buns for a living, and of course, the Lin family lady who twisted her waist like a water snake.

There is no doubt that the fat Taoist priest is acquainted with the tall and thin strange man who calls himself Thirteen. As soon as Ye Yinfeng and the four of them entered the courtyard, they were seen by the sharp-eyed fat Taoist, and the fat Taoist's gaze was not at Ye Yinfeng's body at first glance, but at the tall and thin thirteen.

"Dead bamboo pole, why haven't you died yet" A yin and yang strange words burst out of Li Xiaoyao's mouth, and he didn't look at Ye Yinfeng with a surprised face at all. There was a provocative look in his eyes, and the fat Taoist priest looked like a scoundrel, his fat hands crossed his bucket-like waist, but his eyes did not leave the tall and thin man.

"Fat Taoist, if you don't die, how can this prodigal son die" Thirteen did not show weakness, the momentum of the-for-tat was not inferior to the other party, and a pair of slender Danfeng eyes were as big as a green bull. It's just that his demeanor is a little more elegant, at least the hands are still hidden in the sleeves of his shirt, and they are never visible.

In addition to being surprised, Ye Yinfeng suddenly felt a headache, he didn't expect to bring back a stupid big guy with a long stream of saliva, the fat Taoist priest here and the tall and thin thirteen didn't seem to be in the same eye. When the two meet, it is-for-tat, and there seems to be no possibility of reconciliation.

"Chicken legs", he was followed by a tall man with a hideous face, a cloth coat casually wrapped around his strong body, revealing his iron chest muscles. The stupid big man followed closely behind Ye Yinfeng, and his mouth still screamed once or twice from time to time, and the slender saliva flowed down his chest, and his neckline was already wet.

Ye Yinfeng was very helpless, and walked to the house with the unconscious Lai Gou'er. Behind him came the strange screams of the two men, almost like a woman scolding the street. I don't know what kind of hatred they have, they keep screaming and scolding, and it seems that there is still no sign of doing anything. Because the tall and thin thirteen still hid his hands in his sleeves, and the fat Taoist priest was foaming at the mouth, dancing with his hands and feet, and did not step forward to kill the Quartet.

Shaking his head helplessly, as soon as Ye Yinfeng entered the room, he saw the four little ones swallowing a large pot of braised pig's trotters like the reincarnation of a wolf. The face, nose, and corners of the mouth were full of greasy soup. and the old man who was once dying did not have the demeanor of an old man at all, and the four little ones quickly grabbed a piece of oil-stained pig's trotters. From time to time, the old man's mouth let out a series of strange sounds. But at this moment, there is an inexplicable warmth surging in Ye Yinfeng's heart, at this moment, it is still the earthen house that can no longer be broken, or the small square wooden table that is so rotten that it can no longer be broken.

Li Congjia's face was stunned, standing at the only window in the earthen house, his nose twitching from time to time, probably the strange smell in the room made him very uncomfortable. And as soon as his eyes turned, he saw Ye Yinfeng coming in with a tattered beggar full of scars. A look of guilt flashed through his eyes, so that he didn't dare to look at the blue-shirted boy squarely.

Ye Yinfeng's eyes were attracted by the four little and one old man, he knew that the little fat man standing in front of the window, but he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, thinking of the old yellow dog, he was in no mood to pay attention to the little fat man Li Congjia anymore.

didn't care about the wolf-like appearance of the four little ones and the old man, he

He threw Lai Gou'er on the bed, and checked his injuries by the way, and they were all flesh and skin, and they did not hurt his muscles and bones. It's not very troublesome to heal, the fat Taoist priest has the elixir of rejuvenation in his hands, and then find the fat Taoist priest to get a few for the Nalai dog to eat, maybe it's not a big problem. When the time comes, Nalai Gou'er will eat the elixir of the fat Taoist priest, cut the hair and wash the marrow, and it is not necessarily reborn.

There was not much worry in his heart, Ye Yinfeng saw that the four snacks were almost done, so he stepped forward.

The four children devoured for a while, where did they know about Ye Yinfeng's return, they took a look after eating and found that there were two more people in the house, a fat boy who looked like a guy, they didn't know each other, and one person was the "Brother Ye" in the four small mouths. Wiping the grease stains on the corners of his mouth, Si Xiaopiss grinned at him, which was regarded as a greeting. But when they looked again, they found that there was another person close behind Ye Yinfeng, who looked fierce and vicious, and his strong tower-like body was about to reach the beam of the house. The man just blocked the light at the doorway, and from the shadows, the stupid big man as strong as an iron tower was like an angry King Kong, as hideous as it was.

The eyes of the four of them suddenly showed a frightened gaze, and the timid eyes did not dare to look at the angry King Kong, and they couldn't help but tremble all over their bodies.

Ye Yinfeng frowned, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Don't be afraid, he is fine, and he won't hurt you." ”

At that time, the old man, with a fine light in his eyes, stayed on the face and body of the stupid big man for a long time, then sighed, lowered his head and nibbled on the pig's trotters in his hand again. There was a strange squeaky sound in his mouth, maybe the squeaky strange sound and Ye Yinfeng's words eased down, and the four children returned to normal, but they still didn't dare to face this big man like an iron tower, especially a bloody mark on his face, which looked particularly terrifying in this shadow.

The noise outside stopped, and the stupid big man remained alone in the mud house, perhaps how delicious the chicken leg was in his eyes, but he still couldn't stand the torture of hunger. The remaining pig's trotters in the large basin were tightly grasped in his hands, and he was gnawing on them with relish, forgetting the delicacy of the chicken thighs for a while.

The tall and thin Mr. Thirteen and the fat Taoist priest were like a pair of life and death rivals, they quarreled as soon as they met, maybe they were tired of arguing and scolding, one was sitting on the stone mill and gasping for breath, and the other was standing on the wall as high as one person and posing as a tall man, but his hands were tightly hidden in the sleeves, nondescript. The only old man in the courtyard took out a wooden chair at some point, and was sitting on the crumbling wooden chair, picking at the meat crumbs in his mouth with one hand, and picking at his toes from his broken cloth shoes with the other hand.

Sixiao didn't have any strange behavior, Xiaodong was still in the collapsed earthen house next to the earthen house, and an old scar extended to the corner of the unfallen earthen house, and he was completely happy. Xiaoxi and Xiaonan are still observing the ants moving, but the ants at this time are not moving, but laboriously carrying small pieces of minced meat from nowhere. Xiaobei was holding his cheeks and looking at the gray sky with a leaden line, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ye Yinfeng looked at these, he felt that his head was very big, this was really a room of weirdos, including himself, of course. At this moment, he thinks that this is the rivers and lakes, the old man has the rivers and lakes in the heart of the old man, his rivers and lakes are to compete with the meat crumbs stuffed between the teeth to achieve the final result, and the stupid big man with a hideous face, at the beginning his rivers and lakes are full of hope chicken legs, and his rivers and lakes at this time are the remaining pig's trotters.

The rivers and lakes in Xiaodong's heart are the new earthen walls that have been built one by one, and every time he penetrates, his rivers and lakes will be full of points. The rivers and lakes in Xiaoxi and Xiaonan's hearts are watching groups of ants, whether it is fighting, moving, or carrying food, they will always find their own rivers and lakes. I just don't know what the rivers and lakes in the heart of the delicate little girl Xiaobei are, the dark clouds that are full of black pressure, or the butterflies that used to dance.

Where are his own rivers and lakes, and where are the rivers and lakes of those two people, Ye Yinfeng felt an inexplicable amazement in his heart, and his clear eyes began to become confused like everyone else.