Everyone But Me is Reborn

After receiving King An's instructions, Ning Lang drove the road for more than ten days, but finally arrived in Qingzhou.

Before entering Qingzhou, he already knew everything about Qingzhou. He knew that the people here were sturdy and there was a mountain bandit gang. This time he came over and listened to King An’s meaning to let him have **** with those bandits. it is good.

Seeing the stone stele with the word "Qingzhou" written on it, Ning Lang got dressed and his expression became serious.

When he arrived in Qingzhou, he first settled in an inn in Qingzhou City. Chu Fei had sent someone here to prepare early, but those who followed him disappeared into the dark, and he was the only one who lived in.

Ning Lang didn't mind either.

After putting his luggage, he put his hands on his back and left the inn curiously, and strolled around the city of Qingzhou.

He had only been in the capital before, and he didn't know what other places looked like. Unlike the bustling Jinsheng in the capital, Qingzhou was full of traces of simplicity. Most of the people here live by hunting, and there are many animal skins and meat sold at street vendors, which is very different from the capital.

Ning Lang's attention was quickly attracted by a cage of cubs on the side of the road.

The stall owner looked at him with a smile: "This young man is not from Qingzhou, right?"

Ning Lang stared at the cub in the cage, nodded when he heard the words, and asked, "How do you know?"

"The son looks different from us in Qingzhou." Seeing that he was curious about the cubs in the cage, the stall owner lifted the cage up and placed it in front of him to let him see more clearly. The stall owner boasted: "The son is really good-sighted. It took me so hard to finally find the tiger cub!"

"Tiger?!" Ning Lang's eyes flashed suddenly.

The tabby cat cub in the cage gave a soft cry: "Meow~"

Ning Lang was taken aback: "How does it sound like a cat?"

The stall owner did not change his face and said: "The son is not from Qingzhou. Have you ever seen a tiger?"

"I haven't seen it."

"The young man doesn't know, this tiger cub, he used to call that way when he was young." The stall owner said, "This tiger has changed from eighteen years. When the young boy grows up, the cry will be oooooooooo. , The figure will be much taller than it is now, and it will look like the tiger you know."

Ning Lang hesitated: "Really?"

The stall owner continued: "When this little boy grows up, the son wants to use him as a mount, as a pet, that's all right, son think about it, if you go out with a tiger by your side, how powerful would it be? "

Ning Lang moved.

The stall owner glanced at him up and down, then praised: "I look at the son Yushu Linfeng, but I lack a bit of domineering."

"Domineering?"

The stall owner patted the cage: "With this tiger, doesn't the young man even have this lack of domineering?"

Ning Lang looked down at the cage and met the tabby cat’s round and wet eyes. His heart suddenly became soft. He thought about the majestic appearance of this tiger cub when he grew up, and thought about the air of a tiger by his side, in the capital. , This is the only one.

Ning Lang immediately took out the money bag: "How much money does this tiger cub want?"

As soon as his voice fell, there was a burst of laughter next to him.

The stall owner was full of joy, and just about to open his mouth to tell the price, he suddenly panicked and closed his mouth.

Ning Lang turned his head to look, and saw a handsome and heroic man standing next to him. Yang Zhen was originally looking down at the goods on the stall. He heard the conversation between him and the stall owner, and he couldn't hold back, so he smiled. come out.

Ning Lang suddenly wondered: "What are you laughing at?"

Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Nothing."

The stall owner's expression relaxed, and then he let go of his heart.

Ning Lang continued to ask, "How much silver does this tiger cub want?"

"I look at the young master very well, so it's better to have five..." The stall owner looked at Yang Zhen and changed his words: "Three hundred taels."

Ning Lang went out for the first time. Jiang Yunlan worried about him and provided him a lot of money. Now he also paid three hundred taels of silver without hesitation. Three silver notes of one hundred taels fell lightly into the hands of the stall owner, and the tiger cub also returned to Ninglang.

Ning Lang was overjoyed. With this tiger cub, he stopped shopping in the street. He bought some raw meat from the butcher stall on the way and planned to go back to feed the tiger. Then he happily took the cub and returned to the inn.

It's just that he quickly encountered a problem.

The little boy is very resistant to raw meat, even if he cuts it into pieces with a knife, the little boy is not tempted at all, his mouth is closed, and his throat makes a pitiful whimper. His big eyes are wet, very pitiful. . Ning Lang was very anxious. Later, the inn delivered his dinner. He dipped the broth and the boy was willing to open his mouth.

After one night, the little **** slumped visibly. Ning Lang had never raised a tiger cub before, so he was very anxious. So early in the morning, he took the cub and went out to find the owner of yesterday’s stall, but when he arrived at the stall, the stall had long since changed its owner and sold it. It's not an animal, but a pile of animal meat.

"This little boy, do you want to try the bear meat that I just hunted? This bear paw is so delicious, I might as well buy one and try it..."

Ning Lang looked around in Qingzhou City, but he couldn't find anyone anyway, so his subordinates came to look for him, saying that they were going to visit the leader of the Qinglongshan mountain bandit today. They made a post earlier, so they can't delay. , Ning Lang had to hold the little boy up the mountain with his head down.

On the way, he was still worried, and bowed his head to the little boy and said to himself: "I heard that the mountain bandit leader is terrible. He is as strong as a bear and as strong as an ox. Fortunately, he drinks and produces blood. If you want to kill someone, you see that I can't resist my shoulders and hands. He can knock me down with one punch. If something really happens, you have to protect me."

The little boy yelled weakly: "Meow~"

Ning Lang was even more worried: "You said that when you grow up, of course you will be majestic, but this hasn't grown up yet, it's all tigers, there should be a little...domineering, right?"

"Meow~"

Ning Lang sighed deeply.

When he entered Qinglongzhai, he saw several bandits with **** backs, and even shrank into a ball with his little cubs. After entering the hall, he thought he would see someone more powerful and majestic than those outside. The sturdy man, who knows that there is a handsome young man sitting in the main seat. Compared with the mountain bandits around, he is not like a mountain bandit, but a scholar.

Ning Lang couldn't help but looked around, "Where's the man? Isn't the Mountain King yet to come?"

Yang Zhen was also surprised: "It turned out to be you?"

"you know me?"

Yang Zhen nodded and nodded the little cub in his arms: "You actually treat this little cat as a treasure."

Ning Lang remembered that he was the strange passer-by who laughed out beside the stall. Ning Lang retorted, "This is not a cat cub, this is a tiger cub, but will grow into a tiger in the future."

Yang Zhen couldn't hold back, he laughed out loud.

Ning Lang was puzzled, but even the bandits around laughed.

A mountain bandit said unabashedly, "People who came from outside, really cheated and took a cat cub as a tiger cub, but some people believed it. Does the tiger cub look like this?"

Ning Lang: "..."

Yang Zhenren smiled and said, "Are you still looking for the stall owner today?"

"how do you know?"

Yang Zhen said: "The rules in Qingzhou City are like this. Whoever deceives people should rest for a few days, because those fools will soon come to the door and wait for those people to leave Qingzhou before they will continue to go out."

"Then lie to the next one?"

Yang Zhen nodded: "Yes."

Ning Lang was very depressed.

Qingzhou City is not a small city, and there are many passers-by who come and go, so many people are deceived. Many people don’t have a good impression of Qingzhou. Most of the news about Qingzhou is also transmitted from these people who pass by. from.

When Ning Lang came back to Qingzhou for the first time, he was deceived three hundred taels the first day. He even held a cat cub as a tiger cub, and immediately broke his heart.

...

Ning Lang settled down in Qingzhou City.

Although he bought a cat cub for three hundred taels of silver, after he got angry, he didn't dislike it anymore. As usual, he hugged the cat cub wherever he went every day. The baby is very precious. I don't know if I really thought it. It's a tiger cub.

Yang Zhen was very curious. Because Ning Lang wanted to have a good relationship with these bandits, and he took the people sent by Chu Fei to do some business in Qingzhou, so that he would often go up the mountain to find Yang. True, and every time Yang Zhen sees him, he can see the cat cub.

After a long time and seeing more times, Yang Zhen couldn't help being curious.

"Didn't you know that this is a cat cub? Why are you walking around holding him?" Yang Zhen asked, "You don't want your tiger anymore?"

"A tiger is a tiger, and a cat is a cat. You can't just let it go because it's a cat, right?" Ning Lang lowered his head to tease the cat, the little tabby cat meowing softly while holding his fingers.

"It's so small, it's really pitiful, it's dead if you accidentally, I went out last time and left it in the inn, but when I came back I couldn't find her. I searched the entire inn. I found that she was hiding under the bed. She was hungry for a day and almost died. Another time, she was accidentally caught by someone else, and that person even grabbed it and stewed it. Alas, you people in Qingzhou are really... Ning Lang said, and couldn't help but shook his head.

"..."

"You said it is so small, if I don't carry it, and if I accidentally lose my life, I will become a villain?" Ning Lang touched it pitifully: "The cat is just a cat. At least I spent three. I bought it for a hundred taels of silver. If it is really a tiger, I would worry about whether that tiger will bite me when it grows up. If it doesn’t bite me and kills others, I must go to jail.”

Ning Lang sighed quietly and accepted this fate.

Yang Zhen was speechless.

"But it's just a cat." Yang Zhen said, "It even made you fooled three hundred taels. Are you not angry?"

Ning Lang waved a big hand and said indifferently, "It's okay, I'm not cheated for the first time."

"..."

"Furthermore, what happened to the cat? If I let my sister know that I bought a cat and threw it away, my sister will definitely be angry with me." Ning Lang sighed, "You know, little girl... I don’t eat much, and I don’t lack a bite of food. It doesn’t make troubles, so it keeps it."

Yang Zhen felt very complicated.

The bandits in the cottage make a living by hunting, and the fur and beast meat can also be sold for a good price in Qingzhou. Ning Lang went up the mountain more times, and he would always run into the scenes of the bandits dealing with the corpses of the beasts. When he first saw it, his face was a little pale, but later he saw more and got used to it.

Yang Zhen asked him again: "You are pitiful even for a cat cub. Now that you see this, you don't think those wild beasts are pitiful?"

"I know." Ning Lang raised his chin proudly, and he asked clearly: "There are a lot of beasts on this mountain, and they multiply fast. If you don't kill them, you will go down to the mountain and harm Qingzhou City sooner or later. People of China, I also asked, saying that you will also control hunting and will not rush to exterminate them. In that case, what's the pity?"

"Really?"

"You rely on this to make a living, and you earn money by your own ability. When people outside Qingzhou talk about you, they all say you are aggressive mountain bandits, looting and plundering all day long, but I don't think so." Ning Lang said seriously. "My sister said, those people who make money by their own ability are very good, I'm not as good as them."

Yang Zhen: "You talk about your sister all day, is your sister really that good?"

"Of course." Ning Lang was proud: "My sister is the best sister in the world."

"..."

Looking at her expression, Ning Lang became wary again: "I can tell you first, you can't hit my sister's idea, my sister is so good, you can't just marry you..."

"Me?" Yang Zhen raised his eyebrows: "You said yesterday how good I am, but I can't do it today? Didn't you also say that those people who earn money by their own ability are very good, according to this Say, I should be very good too."

"My sister...my sister..." Ning Lang was anxious in her heart, her mouth was stupid, and if she couldn't say how to refute, she just hugged her cat and ran away: "You can't beat my sister's idea anyway!"

One day later, when he went up the mountain again, the whole group of bandits knew that he had a younger sister who was so pained by him that he could not even say a word.

...

Ning Lang ran more times, and the relationship with Yang Zhen became familiar.

He has always been familiar with him, and he can get along with anyone. When he gets acquainted, he always likes to talk about his own affairs. Not only did Yang Zhen know that he had a father who was not clear in his mind before, but he finally became clear recently. He was weak in temper and obedient to her. Now he is a fierce mother to everyone, as well as a smart and beautiful sister. He has a friend who is preparing for the Qiuwei exam in Beijing. Even the purpose of his coming to Qingzhou was revealed unintentionally. Combined with Yang Zhen's own investigation, he quickly guessed the truth.

Yang Zhen couldn't wait to knock his head open to see why he could have so many people undefended.

Ning Lang has come a lot, not only is he familiar with Yang Zhen, but also with the bandits on the mountain. He runs up and down the mountain every day, and it takes a lot of time on the road, so Yang Zhen simply left a place for him in the cottage.

"That's not good." Ning Lang refused: "The bandits who live in your cottage are all bandits like you. I'm not a bandit. How can I live here."

"Do you still want to be a mountain bandit?" Yang Zhen glanced at him up and down, and the mountain bandits nearby also laughed.

Ning Lang was not convinced: "Don't look at me like this, in fact I can be amazing."

They can't tell.

Nothing happened on the mountain recently. The bandit next to him stood up, rolled up his sleeves, showing his muscular arms: "Since you said you are great, let's make gestures to see how great you are."

Ning Lang: "..."

"Those who enter our cottage must go hunting in the mountains, and have good hunting skills. If you are not good at hunting, you won't have to be swallowed by the tiger." The bandit raised his hand and gestured: "If you want to enter our cottage, it's not bad to reach out."

Ning Lang's face was green.

He has always been unable to hold hands on his shoulders and cannot resist, how can he go up the mountain to fight wild beasts, let alone compare with these bandits. It's almost the same as Zhu Hanshan's gesture. His body, against these muscular guys, may have no arms and legs before he has done a few tricks.

"Okay." Yang Zhen finished off. "Don't tease him."

The mountain bandit just sat back.

Ning Lang hugged the cat cub and shrank in position, not daring to move.

He defended in a low voice: "In our capital...the people in our capital are different from you. They don't like these killings."

"If you want to join our cottage, you have to accept us, just like us." Yang Zhen said: "If you recruit a weak scholar like you, won't our cottage be levelled by the government?"

Ning Lang did not dare to say a word.

"Besides, even if you want to compare them in the capital, can you still beat them?" Yang Zhen said, "I look at you, but I don't seem to be someone with outstanding literary talent."

Ning Lang: "..."

He really didn't!

The cat cub in his arms also dropped his ears, very disappointed.

"I'll give you a house, where you live, where there is so much nonsense." Yang Zhen slapped him boldly: "If you chirp like this, be careful that I drive you off the mountain."

Ning Lang dare not say a word.

He cleaned up, took his cat cubs, carrying luggage in large and small bags, and moved from the inn to the mountain.

Within a few days of moving to the mountain, he thought of a brilliant idea.

"I have thought about it. Not everyone on this mountain needs to have good skills." Ning Lang held his chin and said: "In a cottage, there is an indispensable figure."

Yang Zhen: "What?"

Yang Zhen thought about it seriously, there are people in the cottage who can't use good skills.

She wondered: "Mrs. Yazhai?"

Ning Lang said angrily: "It's a military teacher!"

"..."

"We copycats don't do anything of adultery and captivity. What do we want the military commander to do?" Yang Zhen said boredly.

"You don't know, there are a lot of shops under my mother's hands. She will settle the bill." Ning Lang counted to her: "Look, every one of you on this mountain has to go hunting on the mountain. Where is the prey? It’s a unified process again. I asked, you are all assigned according to work, and you have to rank according to your merits. How do you remember this credit? You have to find someone?"

"..."

Ning Lang pointed to himself: "Do you know who I am?"

Yang Zhen asked cooperatively: "Are you?"

"I'm a talent." Ning Lang said complacently: "My mother still knows how to do business. I am her son, and I must be as good as her."

Yang Zhen: "..."

Yang Zhen said, "But this is my job."

"..."

Ning Lang was silent.

After a long time, he suddenly realized that: "So you are also a little boy."

After staying in the cottage for a long time, all the bandits call him this way.

Yang Zhen: "..."

It was not until later that Yang Zhen personally demonstrated to him what is called a hammer and a beast, that Ning Lang finally did not dare to mention the term again.

...

After staying in the cottage for many days, I took a closer look at Yang Zhen's greatness, and Ning Langke finally developed countless admiration for her.

When Yang Zhen heard that he was going to learn from him, he was still a little puzzled: "What can you learn from me?"

"You can learn anything." Ning Lang said: "As long as it is good, I want to learn it."

Yang Zhen told him what he knew: "Then do you want to learn the art of war? Or do you want to learn kung fu? The simplest, this hunting technique, I can also teach you."

Ning Lang shook his head again and again, and then asked, "Is there anything lighter?"

Yang Zhen thought for a while and said: "You come out with me."

Ning Lang is unclear.

After half a day, the two were riding horses outside Qingzhou City. Ning Lang looked back at the city gate, feeling a little nervous. He grabbed the reins and said nervously, "What are you going to teach me?"

"I teach you how to escape."

"……what?"

"If you want to escape, you have to run fast." Yang Zhen said, "Two legs are not as fast as four. Today I will teach you how to ride a horse."

Ning Lang quickly said: "I can ride a horse, I can ride a horse."

Yang Zhen glanced at him deeply, neither saying yes nor saying no, but suddenly stretched out his hand, raised his whip, and slammed the whip heavily on his remaining horse ass.

Ning Lang was shocked and quickly grasped the reins. The horse under him neighed and ran forward with four legs. The yellow sand rolled all the way, and he ran away hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

Yang Zhen lifted his lips and rode a horse to chase him.

After catching up with the horse in front, she realized that it was only a moment’s work. Ning Lang had lost her image, embarrassed and hugged the horse’s neck, half of her body was pressed up, tears and nose mixed on the temples under her cheeks. miserable.

"Do it well." Yang Zhen said, raising his hand and pulling a whip: "Hold on to the reins, and tame your horse."

Ning Lang screamed: "Then don't hit it!"

Yang Zhen turned a deaf ear, but when Ma's speed slowed down, she immediately raised her hand and drew a riding whip. After she ran outside with Ning Lang for a lap, when she stopped again, Ning Lang's image was miserable, almost immediately. He fell off the horse and fell to the ground, unable to move.

Yang Zhen sat down on the horse and bent down to look at him: "Is that what you said can ride a horse?"

"None of us in the capital ride horses like this." Ning Lang said tragically, "How can you ride horses like this?"

"If you were on the battlefield, you wouldn't say that." Yang Zhen said indifferently, "If you are following an enemy and you don't run fast enough, there will only be one end, and you will definitely die."

"But this is not a battlefield either." Ning Lang panted with exhaustion: "Now that the world is so peaceful, I won't be on the battlefield. Do I need to be so cruel to me?"

Yang Zhen said nothing.

Ning Lang said again: "Also, you...you are a bandit, are you still going to the battlefield? When those officers and soldiers see you, they will come to trouble you first, right?"

Yang Zhen said unhappily: "Get on the horse."

"What?!" Ning Lang was shocked: "Come back?!"

"Go up!"

Her voice screamed, and Ning Lang was shocked when she rarely saw her lose her temper. She couldn't care about her own strength for a while. She climbed up the horse non-stop and grabbed the reins nervously: "Go on...what are you doing on the horse? "

Yang Zhen raised his whip high, then patted the horse's **** heavily.

Ning Lang's complexion changed drastically, only the remaining horses neighed, and he ran forward quickly with all four hoofs. Ning Lang couldn't stop him, so he had to hold on to the reins and hugged the horse's head, leaving a continuous scream.

The two trained for a long time. After training, Ning Lang's face was pale and almost unconscious, only knowing that he was holding the horse's head numbly, for fear of falling off the horse. His face was bleak, and his whole body was very embarrassed, where there was still the handsome appearance of Young Master Pian Pian.

Seeing him like this, Yang Zhen was finally satisfied.

"I see, you are torturing me." Ning Lang said miserably, "Where did I offend you?"

Yang Zhen pursed his lips and smiled: "How is it possible? I'm just teaching you as you said."

Ning Lang muttered a few words in a low voice, then lay on the horseback, and asked her breathlessly, "Then are you out of breath now?"

Yang Zhen raised his eyebrows.

"If you are still angry, then... Then I will come to accompany you to run two laps tomorrow." Ning Lang glanced at the sky and said, "If it is too late today, if we delay it, we won't be able to go back to the mountain. Up."

"tomorrow?"

"Yeah, my mother said that she must apologize for doing something wrong, and my sister, if she knows, she will definitely write to me and scold me."

"How do you like your mother and your sister all day, what do you think?"

"Of course I think so in my heart." Ning Lang naturally said: "I did something wrong, of course I have to apologize, don't you dare to admit that I didn't succeed? Although I don't know where I angered you, but you usually Li has never deliberately targeted me like this. Although I don't understand it, since I did it, I have to take on this responsibility. A man, this is what I should do."

Yang Zhen fell silent.

Ning Lang lay on horseback for a long time before finally slowing down. He straightened up, patted the yellow sand and dust on his clothes, and looked up at Yang Zhen in wonder: "Do you still want to stay? ?"

"Let's go." Yang Zhen pulled the reins, turned his horse's head, and walked towards the city: "Go back to the mountain."

Ning Lang also hurriedly pulled the reins to follow, and drove the tired horse to Yang Zhen's side.

Yang Zhen asked him: "Do you want to be my brother?"

"what?"

"All of us in the mountains have to go hunting. The only requirement is to be a mountain king."

Ning Lang was stunned: "You want me to usurp the throne?"

"..." Yang Zhen said: "Now there are four mountain kings on the mountain. I am the boss. They are all my brothers. They help me manage the entire cottage on weekdays. I don't want other brothers to go out hunting."

Ning Lang suddenly realized.

"Then you mean..."

Yang Zhen tightened the reins, stopped the horse, and turned around to look at him: "Do you want to be my five kings?"