Golden Stage

Not seen for a few days, the Fox Fairy Temple still stands on the original hillside, but it is even more dilapidated. At night it is like a pile of ruins, and the river merges into a wide water behind the mountain.

There is no wind and rain tonight, the moon is bright, the shores are littered with rocks, the lake is thick and smooth, and there is an indescribable gloomy coldness. Yan Xiaohan dismounted and stood by the lake for a long time, staring at the deep blue water for a long time before finally remembering where this place is weird.

The rain was pouring that night, and they did not take a closer look at the lake. However, King Qi and Yan Xiaohan were all northerners. They were not very familiar with the southern scenery and did not realize that it was wrong: this lake appeared in the mountains. There is living water injected, but no grass grows at the water's edge. There is no reed waterweed and no waterbirds. Even the fish and shrimp are few. The entire lake is like a pool of standing water without any vitality.

Thinking of what the villagers did tonight, Yan Xiaohan suddenly came up with a terrible conjecture.

It didn't take long for the sound of gurgling water to come from the river. Yan Xiaohan looked closely, and there was a white shadow floating in the heart of the river.

The villager of Xishan lived near the water, and the water was very good. Perhaps his wife rushed up to obstruct it. The stone on the man's body was not fastened. After entering the water, he loosened a little, so that he has not sank to the bottom until now. Supported in one breath, drifting to the lake with the water.

Yan Xiaohan took off his shirt, lightly filled the water, and swam to the middle of the river. He cut a few strands of hemp with a silver tip of his fingertips, and let the big rock drag the rope into the bottom of the river. The struggling man grabbed him and floated to the shore.

In time for his rescue, although the man was suffocating the water, anyway, there was still a sigh of relief, Yan Xiaohan threw him to the shore, seeing that he would only spit water at half past one, and without the strength to escape, he turned back and sank into the water, not far Swim across the lake.

The night was dark outside, and the lake water was darker. Yan Xiaohan could only see about a foot around him. He dived in his breath, feeling the rhythm of the river flowing into the lake, and continued to explore the depths of the lake.

Swimming, he felt like he was touching something. At first he thought it was a fish. Later, the stuff kept poking back and forth behind him. He held it back impatiently. The touch was soft and slippery, and pulled closer. Look, Bai Shengsheng looks like a tender scorpion, with a fork at the end—

It's a human hand.

When I came, I joined hands with the residents at the bottom of the lake, and Lord Yan almost didn't pass by on the spot. He almost thought he was a drug addict and had an illusion. He exhaled a string of bubbles, feeling that he had just been shocked. The gas in his mouth was not enough to support him for the next wave of shock, so he gave up decisively, kicked his legs in the water, and swam upwards.

A moment later, a big water spray emerged from the lake, and the cold night broke out. After a long breath, I heard the sound of horseshoes from the shore.

Fu Shen couldn't wait to stop, jumped immediately, and walked quickly towards the lake: "Dream!"

Yan Xiaohan waved at him, signaled that he was okay, and swam back from the lake to the river again, rinsing in clear water repeatedly. He doesn't have a clean habit, but whoever canssed in the corpse water for so long, he can't avoid it. Fu Shen followed him from the lake to the river, and stretched out his hand to pull out the severe Xiao Han, grabbed his robe and put it on him, wondering, "What are you doing this trip?"

Yan Xiaohan held his hand and refused to let go: "I won't tell you, otherwise you won't let me hold it."

Fu Shen shouted in disapproval: "Things are fine."

The wind was strong at the water's edge, Yan Xiaohan was soaked in the wind, was blown by the wind, and matched the scene at the bottom of the lake from the top, which caused the hair to stand upright and took a nap. When Fu Shen saw this, he had to take off his robe and give it to him. It was expected that Yan Xiaohan was still dead and pulled him. Fu Shen did not break away for a moment, but said helplessly: "Don't let go?"

"No," Yan Xiao chuckled and smiled deadly. "I'm scared. I need Houye to hug him."

Fu Shen looked at this shivering "little pitiful" inexhaustibly: "Why didn't you scare you?"

Having said that, he still held up Yan Xiaohan with his arms up and shielded him with his own body. The two left the lakeshore like glue, and looked at the horse, and there was a comatose undressed woman on the horse's back. people. Yan Xiaohan glanced at the man he was stunned, turned his face, pretending that he didn't find the same rudeness, and proposed: "Move them to the Fox Fairy Temple?"

The two of them held one by one, and took the person into the Fox Fairy Temple. Fu Shen found some broken wood from the backyard, set off a fire, and pressed Yan Xiaohan to dry before the bonfire. Yan Xiaohan told him what he saw at the bottom of the lake. He meant to scare him, but Fu Shen was much more able to bear it. He just frowned when he heard the words: "According to the villagers' behavior, the bodies at the bottom of the lake may be more than just One, how many people in the village are enough to throw them like this? "

Yan Xiaohan said: "It won't be too early. I guess it may be about the same as when Bai Lu spread in the middle of Beijing."

Fu Shen: "Speak in detail."

Yan Xiaohan: "First, Chunyang Taoists came to Beijing and lived in Qingxuguan about three and a half years ago, that is, the end of the 22nd year of Yuantai; second, the food tax reduction in Jingchu. This book It was a good account last winter, but it was dragged on until this spring. If the reduction in production is due to the flood of autumn night white, then autumn night white has appeared here at least before the autumn of 25 years in Yuantai. "

Fu Shendao: "What is the relationship between food tax and Qiu Yebai? The second article is a bit arbitrary."

Yan Xiaohan explained to him: "Although Jing Chu is not as wealthy as Liangjiang, it is also a fertile land. Last year, there was no drought or flood disaster or war, but the food tax was reduced by 20% for no reason. This is not consistent. Common sense. You have also seen in Qifeng County that Qiu Yebai is easily addicted, and the price is extremely high. Smokers often lose their homes and suffer from diseases. Is it possible that some farmers will go bankrupt? "

"Furthermore, Qiu Yebai is a huge profit in itself. If anyone makes a profit from it, every family will follow suit. Changing to Qiu Yebai without planting food will also cause today's situation. This is also simple to verify. We will go outside Jingzhou City. Take a trip and see what is planted in the fields. "

Fu Shen nodded his head and figured it out.

"Third, when Bai Lusan appeared in Beijing, according to Yi Siming, it was about last autumn and winter. It was after you were injured in Qingsha County and your Majesty married you and me. Chunyang Taoists lurked in Beijing In the year of 1911, there was no action. In order to avenge you, it happened that Qiu Yebai's medicine was verified in the south, and he brought it into the capital. "

He paused and concluded: "As far as the clues we have found so far, Qiu Yebai first spread in the south, and was then brought into the capital by Chunyang Taoists. There should be no objection."

"Take it for granted," Fu Shen said, "In your opinion, Qiu Yebai has existed for a long time, but it was hidden by people and he refused to take it out. Later, due to some opportunity, it became popular in Jingchu area and was also Chunyang. The Taoist took it to harm--Since Qiu Yebai was so profitable, why didn't he take it out early to earn him a lot of money, and he had to be so ethical, and waited until I was injured before he could use it? "

"Not taking it for granted," Yan Xiaohan shook his head, reminding him, "Jing Yuan, don't forget the identity of the people behind our guess."

Holding a weapon, but can't bear it, it may be strange to put it on others, but what if the other party is Beiyan Iron Riding?

If it was not deep hatred and intolerable, how could they turn the butcher's knives facing foreign enemies and aim at the world guarded by their flesh and blood?

Fu Shen may not be able to do anything to death, but it is indeed possible for the old part of Beiyan Iron to ride.

Yan Xiaohan guessed that he must be uncomfortable, and stretched his arms around his shoulders. Fu Shen pondered for a moment, and said, "I still have a problem: if Qiu Yebai appeared in the south earlier than the north, then this opportunity is not my injury, but something before that."

He was really asked, Yan Xiaohan frowned, "Last summer ... what's the impact on going to the south?"

The two looked at each other, and an impressive scene flashed in their minds at the same time.

Yan Xiaohan: "Last June last year, the two of us quarreled and were punished for half a year.

Fu Shen then said: "It is because the DPRK and China will send a garrison to the Quartet border. Someone is making a fart, saying that this is the most suitable way for you to fly.

The past calendar is like another generation.

Who could have thought of a pair of enemies who had noisy chickens flying in the chapel and wished to blast the dog's head with a watt board, but today they nestled in front of a bonfire in a ruined temple.

It can be seen that things in the world are really unpredictable. After living a long time, you can see any miracle.

Yan Xiaohan said: "The emperor's idea of ​​controlling the Quartet's military power is not a day or two. Although the temptation in the summer was rejected by you in a humble manner, it failed to make it, but since it was brought up early, it is no different It is a clear statement that the garrison generals of the Quartet are required to clamp their tails to be good people. "

Fu Shen was dissatisfied and said, "Hey, what's the matter, who's fooling around?"

Yan Xiaohan was interrupted by his fork, and he cried with laughter: "I don't recognize it? You are reasonable, but the emperor originally intended to send supervisors from the center to various places, but just casually mentioned the dragon dragon guard, You just cling to it and start picking up on my problems. Isn't this just a mess?

On that day, there were some changes in Yan Xiaohan's loss. At that time, he followed the meaning and led the topic to the "how can the dog stuff like Feilongwei mutilate loyalty" forever, so that this matter was left in the farce. . Who knew that Jingning Hou turned his face like a book, and now he died and did not admit it!

Fu dark-colored Li Neiji nodded him: "It's not a thing to fight for a tiger."

Yan Xiaohan sarcastically replied: "It is better for a beast to unload and kill a donkey."

Seeing that they were about to stun again, there was a slight whisper behind them. The two swept their heads together and saw the woman's fingers thrown in the corner of the wall like a sack by a slight movement of her fingers, slowly waking up.

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