Lanke Chess Edge

The group of eight people, including the little girl on the horseback, looked at each other when they saw this situation.

Obviously, everyone could see that there were no people in this village, and the person who lit the fire was just a passer-by.

"Hey! It's still a deserted village..."

"He's alone, isn't he afraid to walk this way?"

"Maybe there are companions in there." "It doesn't look like there are..."

Seeing that Ji Yuan was alone, they discussed a few words with each other, a young and strong man among the leaders said to the grey-bearded man next to him.

"Second Uncle, I've seen it. On the way here, there are no good houses nearby. The man's mansion is relatively complete, and there is a well in front of the house. Shall we go there and talk to him..."

The second uncle in the man's mouth frowned and looked at the direction where Ji Yuan was. They were still about a dozen feet away from that side. The look of fear.

"I think we should find another place to rest. If we dare to travel alone and live in this kind of deserted village, we'd better avoid causing trouble."

Hearing the man's words, the few people around looked at each other, and they didn't have any opinions. They led the horse and walked to the side. After all, the village is not small. Although it is deserted, it should be possible to find a suitable place.

Ji Yuan stood at the door and opened the door a little wider, looking at these people, he seemed to have no intention of coming over.

"Boom..."

The thunder sounded again, Ji Yuan raised his head to look at the sky, sniffed the permeating water vapor, and kept the words he was going to speak in his heart for the time being.

"Clah la la la..."

The rain fell as soon as it was said, and although it was not as heavy as a downpour, it was definitely not a drizzle.

"Oops, hurry up, go there to hide from the rain, go there to hide from the rain, if you get wet, you will catch the wind and cold!"

"Quickly, run to the place where the fire is shining!" "Lead the horse and lead the horse."

At this moment, the team was in a very awkward position. The houses around a small village road were all dilapidated, and there was no room for two people to hide. Besides, they still had horses. Finding a house in the rain was definitely a bad idea. The spacious mansion where Ji Yuan lives.

The second master and the burly man were the first ones, and they yelled at Ji Yuan over there before they approached the big house.

"My friend, it's raining suddenly, can we also huddle here to shelter from the rain?"

"Could it be a convenience—!"

Ji Yuan showed his sincerity with practical actions, quickly opened the door of the house, and responded loudly.

"Please come in quickly, it's only early spring, if you get wet, it's not good to get sick in this wilderness."

"Thank you, thank you my friend!"

The second master was running while crossing his hands, and the leading men came over first, the rain was getting stronger, everyone quickened their pace, and hurried into the big house.

After the last horse was brought in, Ji Yuan at the door closed the door again, but in order to prevent these people from getting nervous, he left a gap about the width of a fist.

Everyone in the room was jumping and moving, stretching out their hands to pat up and down, trying to pat off the water droplets on their bodies before they soaked into their clothes.

After a short while, the team was finished tidying up. The rain outside was pouring down. The second master that the little girl was talking about tidied up his clothes. He approached Ji Yuan, who was at the corner of the door, and bowed his hands together. .

"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Han Ming, these are my juniors."

Seeing that Ji Yuan's attire was quite refined, Han Ming tried his best to be reasonable. Ji Yuan looked at this man in his fifties, and bowed his hand in return.

"My surname is Ji. This house is deserted and has no owner. Anyone can rest. It doesn't count as helping everyone, so you don't have to be polite..."

Speaking of this, Ji Yuan pointed to the firewood he had collected before the corner.

"The firewood branches outside are probably all wet. I can't use up all the firewood. You are all caught in the rain. You can take them and build a fire inside to roast."

Ji Yuan didn't say anything about using a fire together. First, his fire is near the corner of the door, so it's roomy for one or two people, but it won't fit if there are too many people. Second, at least he has to show respect The vigilance of strangers is not for pretending, but to make these people feel more at ease.

Sure enough, after hearing what Ji Yuan said, Han Ming didn't refute. After bowing his hands again to thank him, he called another person to move the firewood together. Naturally, the firewood was also taken from Ji Yuan's fire pile.

Soon, a fire was set up in the inner part of the big house, and a group of people gathered around to warm themselves by the fire.

Apart from helping them light the fire and getting firewood at the beginning, Ji Yuan didn't pay much attention to them afterwards, showing a proper sense of distance, sitting alone at the corner of the door, baking pancakes and reading a book.

Facts have proved that Ji Yuan's performance can make the group of people feel more at ease. He can clearly hear that the laughter over there has relaxed a lot.

However, Ji Yuan's main attention is not on them. Basically, he has to look outside through the crack of the door after reading a book for a while, and his eyes seem to want to look for something through the hazy rain in the dark night.

‘What is this strange smell, why did it recede? '

Thinking about this, Ji Yuan turned a page of the book in his hand, and smelled another smell in his nose, but this time it was the burnt aroma of pancakes.

"Second Master, that gentleman is a good-looking guy. He must have no ink in his stomach. I just saw it secretly. His book is a blank page with no words at all. He is still sitting there flipping... "

"Don't talk nonsense about children." "I didn't talk nonsense..."

Although the voice over there was small, it naturally couldn't escape Ji Yuan's ears.

Ji Yuan pretended not to hear, picked up the wooden stick stuck on the stool leg, took off the already soft pancake from it, tore off a piece and put it in his mouth to chew.

"I see that sir has been staring outside, what are you looking at?"

A voice came from the side, Ji Yuan turned his head to look, and Han Ming who came over was wearing a bamboo hat, and seemed to be going out.

"It's nothing. This place is desolate. I'm afraid there will be wild beasts, so I just watch out."

"oh."

Han Ming responded, opened the door, walked to the edge of the eaves, and picked up an iron pot that had been placed outside just now. The rainwater in it had already filled the pot.

Although there is a well outside, it is more convenient to use rainwater in this case.

When Han Ming came in with the pot, he subconsciously looked at Ji Yuan’s book on the side of the stool. It was closed now, and there were no words in it, but the title of the book should have been written on the blue cover. The location, indeed, is blank.

When Han Ming was closing the door with the pot and was about to go back, Ji Yuan suddenly asked.

"Mr. Han, Ji has a doubt and would like to ask, why is there so few people living in this place all the way?"

Han Ming winked inside, handed the pot to a man who came over, and then chatted with Ji Yuan at the door.

"Mr. Ji must seldom go this way, right? In the early years of the war with Dazhen, all the men near Nanyuan Road were conscripted into the army, and the yin flourished everywhere, and the yang declined. After a long time, there were also some bandits. Misfortune, it is rumored that there are still some unclean things, so many people from Nanyuan Dao go north, but this kind of world... hey!"

When Han Ming said this, he also expressed emotion.

"This time I also received a message to pick up people, and I walked back to Nanyuan Road. The situation here is indeed exaggerated. Mr. Shi Ji, why are you alone in this place? This is very dangerous!"

Ji Yuan swallowed the pancake he was chewing, looked outside and said.

"Ji is not a native of the Yue country, so he kept going north because he wanted to walk around and have a look."

Not from the country of Yue? go north?

Han Ming was taken aback for a moment and asked a question.

"Could it be that Mr. is a Dazheng?"

Ji Yuan smiled.

"Yes, Ji can indeed be regarded as a Dazheng."

"Oh... Mr. is from Dazhen, which is rare. How about Dazhen? I heard that except for the princes and nobles, every family can't eat enough."

Ji Yuan turned to look at Han Ming.

"Where did you hear that?"

"Uh, that's what they said."

Yes, very strong, Ji Yuan thought for a while, and said.

"Dazhen is okay, it's not that bad, the relationship between Zuyue Kingdom and Dazhen is not good, it's inevitable..."

The voice suddenly stopped at this point, Ji Yuan looked outside again, and sniffed again.

The nose didn't smell anything, but the ears did hear some faint sounds just now, but even for his hearing, it was too far away, and with the interference of the heavy rain, it seemed like an auditory hallucination.

"Mr. Han, you all should go to bed early tonight. It's best not to go out casually. Ji has some special skills for daring to venture alone. In my opinion, this place is not peaceful."

"Well, thank you, Mr. Ji, for reminding me."

Han Ming saw that Ji Yuan didn't want to talk anymore, so he also went back to the fire over there.

The communication between people is sometimes very strange. Some people can feel the sincerity of the other party even if you just exchange a few words with him. Obviously, Ji Yuan gave Han Ming a very good impression.

. . .

About seven or eight miles away from the barren village, there are two teams of people fighting in the rainy night.

A dozen or so people on one side were wearing strong clothes, while some on the other side were wearing coir raincoats, and some were wearing broken helmets and armor, with various weapons in their hands.

There were sounds of weapons colliding and screams everywhere.

A rider with a long spear was riding around on horseback and shouting.

"If you chop off one head, you'll get a whole roast leg of lamb. If you kill two people, you'll get half a lamb. Brothers, don't let them get away!"

"Go!" "Kill... Lao Tzu's mutton!" "Kill..."

"When..." "When..."

The weapons of three or five gangsters were blocked with long sticks, and another strong man wielded them to attack.

"Hahahaha... just take it if you have a life, drink it!"

A strong man holding a turban roared like thunder, and suddenly hit a gangster.

"Bang..." He knocked the opponent seven or eight feet away, lying on the ground and struggling to stand up.

"Catch the thief first and capture the king!" "Okay!"

The two well-dressed men cooperated to block the surrounding weapons, and rushed towards the rider in the distance, and a few people jumped out of the middle to block the way.

A gangster's clothes were caught by a strong man again, and his whole body became the opponent's shield, swung by his side to block the knives and axes next to him, but there were too many attackers around, and the strong man could not enter again.

"Ah..." "Yuerong—!"

"Hurry up and help—!"

The scream of the woman behind was especially obvious in the noise, and the other fighters in strong suits who heard the sound gathered towards their companions.

A group of warriors fought and retreated together, everyone was panting heavily, and many of them had already died.

There are a large number of bandits on the periphery, the number is estimated to be one or two hundred, and many of them are riding horses.

"Fortunately, it's raining, and the effect of the opponent's crossbow is greatly reduced, otherwise the situation will be even worse!"

While talking, one of them grabbed the gangster's spear and threw it at a leader rider in the distance, but the other party dodged it, obviously also possessing martial arts.

"It's not much better now, drink!"

"Dangdang... poof..."

"Careful to the left!" "Bang..."

This side is fighting endlessly.

On the other side, many injured gangsters were dragged to the relative rear by their companions, enduring pain and bandaging each other, but their attention was still on the inside of the siege.

"These people are tough today!" "Hmph, they won't last long."

"Hey, those girls, I have to make them feel better later!"

"That must not be chopped into pieces..."

Many wounded are still in the mood to talk.

A gangster was twisted with one arm and one leg broken. He had just finished rectifying his bones and was lying on the ground in pain.

"Ho... ho... ho..."

A strange sound resembling a hoarse panting came from the side. The injured gangster opened his eyes and turned to look to his left, but suddenly met a terrifying head. His eyes seemed to be rotten, and his skin was like a dead tree. The head is exposed, and the body seems to be buried in the ground.

The gangster's face suddenly turned pale.

"Yes...uh...uh..."

Before the gangster's terrified roar could erupt, a big, yellow and dirty mouth with Nebly's teeth bit him on the neck...