If Wei Ye had been here in person, he probably wouldn't have responded so happily.

Since the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs and assumed the status of science, "male and female defense" is a matter of human life. Don't say that a passer-by walks with orphans and widows, that is, a rich businessman buys a concubine, if he does not have a deed or a guarantor, he is bitten by a local stick, and it is difficult to get out of idleness.

Not to mention, Yan Fulong is dressed in Taoist attire, which is even more taboo.

The more closed and poor the place, the more depressed and sensitive the people's spirit became, although under the layers of suppression by the government and the gentry, no one dared to pull the flag and rebel until the famine year when starvation was everywhere. But the pressure always needs to be vented, so outsiders have become the best target.

The so-called "car and ship shop feet, if you don't die, you should be killed", these black cars, black boats, black shops and the like have always caught foreign tourists, and even the whole village is a thief, robbing and killing business travelers, it is not uncommon. Even in the second half of the twentieth century, there was a resurgence of this custom, but the owner of the village who took the lead was replaced by the branch secretary.

This kind of behavior can be said to be for money, but it is more common for locals to vent their pressure on passers-by.

Maybe it's a small epidemic, maybe it's a spring drought that is neither early or late, or even just someone's baby has smallpox, whose livestock has lost a head, and these natural disasters will be distorted to interpret as man-made disasters, blaming the sins on the passers-by.

Whether it is a small trader who runs a single gang, a craftsman who walks the streets and alleys, or a monk who travels to the side, or a beggar who begs for food along the door, in the eyes of the locals, he has become a disaster star that brings bad luck.

This kind of scene, like the famous witch hunt in Europe, is essentially just a carnival of the bottom of the society to vent their emotions - except that the witch hunt is still mixed with the black hands of the church, and the nobles are coaxing the seedlings, and the harm is even more serious under the impetus of theocracy and political power.

Yan Fulong didn't have such a vision, he just followed behind the widow Wang seriously, turned a few alleys, and turned in front of a small temple.

The temple didn't know which god was enshrined, and there was still an open space in front of the door, so I saw a group of idlers gathered in a circle, shouting a few times from time to time.

The widow shouted a few times, "borrow light", and the idlers scattered slightly, revealing the scenery inside.

A large stoneware jar was slowly rotating on the ground, if it weren't for Yan Fulong's good eyesight, he wouldn't have been able to see the skinny little girl under the pottery jar.

This vaudeville kicking the cylinder, that is, to watch a lively moment, most of the idlers around are not for the stuff, and they are muttering about another topic:

"This girl looks a little thinner, but she looks like she is right. The body will be washed and cleaned, and the good tea and good food will be raised for a few days, and it will not be cold to be sent to the mansion as a house!"

"A girl who is less than ten years old, you have such a thought. It's a pity that he is a salesman from a family background, not a serious person, otherwise he can talk about a family matter. ”

"Say it, pull it down, what kind of person is the widow Wang? The skills that the dart bureau has practiced, the woman who cares for the official master's inner house, is very shrewd, and never wants to suffer losses. She raised this girl, and she will also use it as a money tree in the future, and she can still let you take advantage of this?"

In the midst of the discussion, the widow of the king stepped forward, but saw that there was not much money in the broken bowl on the ground that received the money. Don't look around, this idle man is mostly looking at the excitement in vain.

She pursed her lips, made a circle around her, and said in a loud voice: "Uncles and brothers, the little woman wants to take her daughter to Xiangfan to join her family, thanks to everyone's help in the past few days, thank you here first." ”

As she spoke, the widow grabbed the copper coins from the broken bowl, moved the stoneware jar away, and shouted, "Cong'er, let's go." ”

The little girl who had been performing the kicking cylinder stood up and said "um", and obediently followed the widow Wang to leave.

Yan Fulong, who was waiting outside, saw the mother and daughter coming over, he still had a faint look on the widow, and when he saw the little girl called "Cong'er", he felt a little pity, and turned his head to the widow Wang and said: "From Ezhou to Xiangfan, it is also a distance of hundreds of miles, and the child can't eat hard, and the sister-in-law heard that she is also from the dart bureau, so please hold her on the horse, we can walk." ”

These few words can be regarded as Yan Fulong's most polite words, he was originally a fighting man, and these words were not harmonious at all. The widow Wang was a clever man, thanked her, and hurriedly hugged Cong'er and got on the horse.

Seeing that the widow of the king rode a horse and went with a sword-bearer in a yellow turban uniform, the idlers also dispersed.

There is a Wudang faction in Hubei, although the Wudang disciples have become less and less moving outside over the years, but after all, they are the number one giant in Hubei Province, and these people will not go forward to stir up trouble so indifferently when they see the Taoist wearing an iron sword. Everyone knows that iron swords and peachwood swords are not a taste when slashed on the body!

There were only a few people who had no virtue in their mouths, and they didn't forget to swallow their saliva in the direction where the widow Wang was far away: "It's a pity that the widow Wang is so white meat, so the miscellaneous hair of Wudang Mountain is cheaper!"

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Yan Fulong took the widow and mother and daughter of the king, and without much delay, he went out of the city directly. At this time, there was also an endless stream on the official road, but everyone watched a Taoist priest walking with a mother and daughter, and they didn't dare to say anything in their mouths, but the disdain in their hearts turned upwards for a while: "The Wudang faction is now also a scum, and it broke the color ring so straightforwardly, what kind of famous family is it?"

However, Yan Fulong didn't pay attention to them, he just led the horse and galloped, and when the sun was about to set, he had already walked out of more than a hundred miles.

At this point, there are many chicken feather shops on the side of the road, Yan Fulong chose this one, and the head of the door also crookedly pasted a pair of "chicken sound Mao shop month, human track Banqiao frost", looking larger than the store next to it, there are livestock sheds in the backyard, although the store is also the smell of sweat and beriberi that has not been dispersed for many years, but it is finally more than twice as strong as those places in the chase shop.

Yan Fulong didn't pay much attention to investing in the store by himself, but he brought a mother and daughter with him, so he had to be a little scruples. Widow Wang is an interesting woman, and when she saw this store, she nodded, and said, "The little woman is born to receive the benefits of the Taoist. Then he got off the horse and went to tell the store about the house price first.

Cong'er watched Widow Wang leave, but suddenly turned his gaze to Yan Fulong: "Big brother, you and our mother and daughter are not related to each other, why are you willing to take us to Xiangfan to join the family?"

Yan Fulong was a round older than Cong'er, but he didn't expect this little girl to say a word all the way, but at this moment she asked such a sentence, and suddenly smiled: "I will also go to Xiangfan by the way, escorting your mother and daughter halfway is just a convenient thing, what is it worth!"

However, when he said this, Cong'er glanced at him a few more times, this person's little ghost and great energy reminded him of the young and equally eccentric Sima Niang when he was serving Wei Ye. Thinking of this, Yan Fulong couldn't help but smile, but he touched it from his arms and found a hard candy.

The hard candy is a lemon-flavored vitamin candy that Sima Ling occasionally got in the Xiliang Thorn Mansion, but Wei Ye has never touched these candies much, and Sima Ling's taste has changed greatly, but it is the high-grade magic swords and flying swords in Wei Wencheng's sword shop, which are more in line with her taste, Lu Yan and Ma Chao were tricked by her to try a few, and they were disempowered by the vitamin C frosting wrapped outside, and they refused to be fooled again. In the end, a large bag of candy had to be ignored, so they were simply rewarded to the Taoist soldiers.

Yan Fulong stayed unmoved, but at the moment he was cheaper. She took the candy close to the tip of her nose and looked at it, it was crystal clear and had a hint of fruity aroma, and finally she couldn't help but peel off the golden transparent candy paper and couldn't wait to take it into her mouth. At first, there is a sour sensation heavier than old vinegar, followed by a sweetness that spreads throughout the mouth.

This kind of taste, she still experienced it for the first time, and she couldn't help frowning and covering her mouth, but she was reluctant to spit it out, but she kept stirring the sugar cube with the tip of her tongue.

It only took a few swipes before the sugar cube was soaked with saliva and immediately slid down the base of the tongue.

She swallowed the sugar cube with a "grunt", but her eyes couldn't help but look at Yan Fulong, like a little milk cat just waiting for someone to feed the dried fish.

Yan Fulong smiled, spread his hands and said: "This is the elixir given by our nephew who is in charge of teaching real people, it is said to have the spiritual effect of nourishing blood and calming sores and nourishing the face, but I can't eat it when I am idle." I had little time in front of the real person, so I only got this one, I'm sorry. ”

He was smiling and talking here, but Cong'er turned his head away, revealing a cold look, Yan Fulong listened to the voice of the widow behind him and said, "Yan Daoye, the little woman has booked two guest rooms, can you come and see if you can still make it?"

Yan Fulong answered, turned around to leave, but the scarf on his head was pulled by Cong'er, and it was slightly deviated.

He didn't really care, but said, "Don't be naughty." He straightened the scarf, but found that the scarf was decorated with a grasshopper. Yan Fulong took the grasshopper into his palm, didn't look at it anymore, only smiled at Cong'er, and then walked into the inn.

However, he didn't know that Cong'er behind him had a disappointed look on his face.

There is nothing to talk about for dinner, relying on the land of fish and rice in the two lakes, the brown rice is enough, and the steamed salted fish and lotus root soup are also seasonal things.

After eating, Yan Fulong smiled at the mother and daughter in distress, and went back to the guest room to meditate.

Widow Wang watched Yan Fulong return to the house with a smile on her face, but when the door was closed, a layer of green gas appeared on the woman's face, and she slammed the grasshopper in her hand on the table, and lowered her voice, but she grinded her teeth and spit out word by word: "What a shameless little hoof, how old are you, and you hooked up with a wild man behind my mother's back!"

In the middle of the scattered grasshoppers, there was a small note with the word "run" written crookedly. Widow Wang pinched out this note, and said with a smile: "I don't know which sect of Taoist priests in the rivers and lakes went to the realm of our Yuan Sect like this." Wudang, Qingcheng, Kunlun, we still have to be a little jealous, what is the origin of Daohai Zongyuan, but I haven't heard of it! Don't think that the Taoist priest has a little martial arts, and he can take you to elope to be a pair of wild mandarin ducks - your father and mother died early, and everyone should listen to your aunt and me. Three years ago, your uncle promised you to Master Qi, who was the founding disciple of the old Venerable Song, and the old masters in the sect were all passed on by the old Venerable Song on behalf of the old Venerable Qi, how decent is this?"

Speaking of this, Widow Wang hated iron even more, and scolded in a low voice: "In order to buy a good dowry for your little hoof, it seems that we have the dignity of several masters in Ezhou, everyone is planning left and right, and the idea has hit the head of the Guangtong Dart Bureau, but it still makes the dart bureau suspicious, and the old thing rolled up the red goods and ran away by himself, leaving your uncle and their top cylinder." If it weren't for Master Chi seeing that the jade seal on the waist of this Taoist priest was a rare thing, it was worth more than a hundred taels, who would be impatient to do this game to cheat him out of a chick!"

While complaining, the wind in front of the inn was faint, and a group of big men broke in.

This group of people only wore a small green cloth short coat on their upper body, two bare arms with bulging muscles, big braids on their heads, and a red tassel hanging from the tail of the braids. An old man in the middle, wrapped in a red cloth on his head, drew a Taiji diagram in the middle, wore a long dress that was not a monk, and held a posture that looked like a Taoist handset and a Buddhist handprint, which was the old man who smoked on the threshold of the Guangtong Dart Bureau.

The old man came in the door and said to the surroundings first: "My Buddha mother is very merciful, and I want to collect yuan when I make a Dharma boat." Disciples from all walks of life, today for the lifeless old mother to save the disaster, report the font number first!"

Widow Wang knelt down first, kowtowed upwards, and said in a low voice: "Everyone will be in Longhua, and it will all be up to the old mother to protect everything." Teacher Chi, all the people in Li Jiatan outside Ezhou City are here, let's do it?"

Old Man Chi shook his head and said, "Although the person inside is not a Taoist priest of Wudang, it seems that his kung fu foundation is also quite deep. The Li family is all shopkeepers and cooks, what can you do with him? Wait a minute, the people and horses of our nine altars in Ezhou are all rushing here, and after a while, everyone will be clamoring, widow Wang, you will say that the Taoist priest has raped and deceived you, but he has not succeeded yet. With this to the bottom of the story, I am not afraid of the government asking, there are so many of us, there are more ants biting elephants, not to mention the protection of the runes given by the old mother and the ancestors, invulnerable! No matter which sect or faction it is, you have to admit it!"

As he was talking, he heard another commotion outside, and I saw men with braided heads and bare arms and backs, and even some women with green cloths on their heads and white clothes on their bodies.

These people are the followers of the Ezhou Yuan Sect that Old Man Chi talked about. In the middle of the night, they were shouted by the old man Chi, the preacher of the teacher, these people only heard that they were going to Li Jiatan to get the thief, but they didn't see a trace of sleepiness, but they were all in high spirits, screaming and shouting, and the Hubei Tuyin gradually became noisy with the barking of dogs in all directions!