Assassin Farmer

Rongxi Village was originally a self-sufficient small mountain village. According to the water by the mountain, the villagers lived on fishing, hunting, and cultivating terraced fields. It was also reasonable.

A total of more than a dozen households, 70, 80 young and old, lived in stone houses built with hillstone barriers on both sides of the mountain.

“Warrior, don't tell me that if the owner of Rongcheng doesn't drag our man out for two or three years, don't tell him to rob, even if he finds the silver bag, we won't hide it.” The leading man led Lin Shizhou to the stone house halfway up the hill, explaining carefully.

“To do what?” Lin Shiyao looked around for a week. Indeed, as they said, there are seventy or eighty years old babies in the house who are just full moon in the swaddle.

“I was also told, as if to build a tower for a temple on a hill on the eastern border.” The man scratched his scalp and tried to tell Lin Siyu everything he knew.

“What temple?” Lin Shiyao's eyes darkened and asked in silence.

“Uh... what temple? What's your name?... Hello - Kwang Son, do you remember the temple's name?” The man frowned for a moment, not remembering, and asked the first young man of his age, reminding him not to forget the carriage when he robbed.

“... Cloud Temple. Yes, that's right, the Temple of Yunlao.” The young man thought about it, clapping his hands, making sure the location said.

Lin Shi Yao's hands on both sides of his body are tight, very good! Looks like he sent the silver to Yunluo Temple, but it was cheaper for the Lord of Rongcheng.

Immediately turning around, he dropped a heavy money bag for the man in charge and jumped to the foot of the mountain until he was blocked by the bushes of lush branches.

“… Boss… we… we almost kicked the iron plate…” The young man pointed in the direction of Lin Shizhou's disappearance, then said frighteningly.

Yes, if it was this extraordinary, frozen man who started it, instead of the previous teenager who had a hippie smile when he beat them up, they would have gone to Yanlao Hall to meet their ancestors.

“Kwong Son, how much is this silver...?” The man shook his fingers open with a bag of money. He had only seen silver bare pieces shattered to the size of yellow beans. Never before had he seen a neat silver blossom. Together with the young man, he counted carefully. For God's sake, there were seventy taels. Give them seventy taels if you do anything. What's the man's name?! Now, even if all the men in the village were pulled out to build the tower, the women and children in the village would not starve to death.

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“Notify me and take a detour to Qiyun Mountain on the eastern border of Rongcheng and leave immediately.” As soon as Lin Shiyao returned to the camp where everyone rested, he told the Shifu to hop on the carriage with Su Shui.

“Did something happen?” Su Shuiju warmed up the buns countless times, broke them apart, packed some sauced beef and pickled radish from the inn, closed them like a meat clip, and handed them to Shiyao Lin.

“It's not a big deal, but Yunluo Temple on Qiyun Mountain is where I've been adopted for eight years, don't you want to see it?” Lin Shiyao took over the bun in her hand and asked with a smile.

Su Shuihui knew that he was changing the subject. Otherwise, he would never suddenly propose to go to Yunluo Temple at this time. Something must have happened and he had to go immediately.

At night, the convoy finally reached Qiyun Mountain, where Rongcheng and Gaming City handed over. Qi Yunshan, as the name implies, the clouds at the top of the mountain are foggy and almost flat with the sky.

Qiyun Town at the foot of the mountain, after more than a decade of development and transformation, was no longer the sparsely populated village 17 years ago, and became a busy town connecting East and West. Coupled with the importance attached by the owners of Rongcheng City to the Yunluo Temple on the mountain over the past two years, Qiyun Town has been turned into a flavorful place. Every day, many incense customers come in from outside the name of Xiangqi.

“Did the guest also come to Yunluo Temple to enter the incense? Coincidentally, there are still a few large rooms in the stadium, enough to accommodate a few guests. Tomorrow is a beautiful day, and you can go up to the mountains to see the sunrise. The sunrise on Qiyun Mountain is also a beautiful view. A lot of Guests come for this. ”

Qiyun Town's largest ”Yue Rong Inn” was built by the owners of Rong Cheng. A two-storey large four-piece courtyard with a total of 40 standard rooms and over a dozen affordable, single bedrooms for more than 100 people.

Stu asked the master cabinet for six upper rooms, one of which was a three-person room, where Yang Jingzhi, Qinglan and the bloody sword lived together. As for the four carriers, they live in a double room near the lobby downstairs, which is easy to keep track of the carriage.

At the end of the day when the guests were properly checked in, after dinner and evening snacks in the lobby, they went back to their rooms to wash and sleep.

Just wait till the next morning to gather up.

“Uncle?” Stu opened the door and looked at Shizhou Lin, who had killed him by surprise.

“I'm going up the hill, keep an eye on it.” Lin Shiyao said softly.

“… OK…” Stu nodded and saw Lin Shizhou turn around, exiting the inn from the skylight at the rooftop, quickly hiding in the dark.

“Is everything all right?” Behind him came a similarly icy tone, Stu turned around, staring at Sword Heng, who was concentrating on wiping his sword, before confirming that it was just he who asked.

“This is not the tone of concern.” Stu rolled his eyes and rolled over onto his bed, seemingly sleeping, leaving his heart in the corridor outside the room. In the absence of Uncle Shi, the safety of the dragon and phoenix in the nurse's room across the slope is his greatest responsibility.

In other words, Lin Shi Liu was lucky enough to get to Qiyun Mountain shortly after. Come to the Yunluo Temple, which is familiar in memory.

Almost midnight, the temple is still lit.

“Told you this wouldn't work! How can you end now that you've thrown it all alone? If the message from Donsie is reliable, the blood is already suspicious of us. ”

“What do you say? Is there any way back now? Shit! I thought I could take advantage of the opportunity to kill the 12-blood rider, but only came to the Dragon One team and let him escape..."

“According to what I said, Rongcheng is now in our hands, why not just leave it here? ”

Didn't you hear what the monk said? There is noble patronage here. If the noble person in his mouth is Dawai's royal relatives, then the blood can not be eliminated, but also caused Dawai army, two heads clamping, can we escape? ”

“Run! Run! Are you a fucking pussy? I knew it! If I wanted to gather my brothers and kill the Bloody Palace, I would be hurt. He can't hate blood! ”

“You're crazy! It's not that I don't know the power of the Twelve Blood Rides. In the past, blackmail was the only way to go. Now, using up all our men, we also used the Wind Yao Pavilion Killer who came to seek revenge, but only eliminated a dragon team, even Dragon One may not be really dead. ”

“What do you say? Time is running out. If you don't do it again, I'm afraid it's too late...”

“Don't rush me, let me think about it! ”

“Boss, why not...”

“Hmm?”

“Or forget it. Over the years, we've searched a lot of babies, enough to eat and drink for the rest of our lives. What revenge...”

“You bastard! You disgusting pussy! What did Hawk do to us? He and a lot of his brothers were beheaded by the bloody guy, and we just shrunk our heads like tortoises? ”

“Old man... the boss is angry, I... I think it's been hard enough for our brothers to hide and be restless for so many years, that...”

“Shut up, Seven. You were young. I don't know how bad they died. Without revenge, we don't have the face to see Brother Eagle. ”

”Yeah, Seven, even if we give up, can we escape the bloody royal hunt? For so many years, if we hadn't entered the land of Dawei and hidden in a rare Dongxi, we would not have been alive... as long ago as Boss Luo died without a burial site. ”

“By the way, it is said that when Boss Luo died, his apprentice, Brother Eagle's daughter, had disappeared and did not know if he was still alive. ”

“Humph, I think it's already in the hands of blood, even if it's alive, it's better to die. ”

“So after more than 20 years of setup, we can't just give up...”

“By the way, Rongcheng Master, how do you explain? All he knows is that we work for the Bloodlust Royal Family. ”

“Don't be afraid they won't come. The owner of the city, hurry up and put pressure on it, if necessary, let go, and get the benefit, he knows what to do. Our people alone will surely not be able to complete the work by the end of the year, gather all the men of Rongcheng, the sooner the better, and build the tower. At that time... hahaha... see how his twelve blood rides escaped from birth day! I'm going to make bloody proud wings, turn them into ashes here, see how bloody powerful and his bloody royal family are, and how pissed they are to beg us! Hahahaha... Brothers, by then we will be able to sit in the palace and enjoy countless beautiful servings..."

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The deviation of Yunluo Temple, living in the only monk in the temple, the young monk also holds, the name "precepts", is 12 years ago after receiving a meal from Lin Shiyao, who had just learned to go down the mountain, was taken up by Lin Shiyao to watch the cloud monks of Yunluo Temple.

If there is no task beside him, Lin Shiyao will personally send a certain number of silver pairs, so that he can go down to the mountain to find artisans to repair the temple and use it for his necessary life.

Until a year ago, when he received a stack of silver tickets from a strange teenager that he had spent within a hundred years, he realized that the noble man who had saved him from the swamp and settled his life after the age of 36 would not be here again.

Originally, his life was comfortable. Yunluo Temple is very relaxed, rarely comes to Mountain Wish for a scented name. As a result, he had plenty of leisure time to spend on the deserted vegetable land on the hillside after cultivation for many years, while building a small orchard next to the vegetable ground. As instructed by Shizhou Lin, we take good care of this quiet place.

A month ago, Yunluo Temple was expropriated by a group of dozens of people, and said that it was promised by the owners of Rongcheng that Yunluo Temple would be demolished on a large scale, resulting in a novel tower in their mouth.

After the protest was invalid, the guard was held in isolation, and he was not allowed to walk around except for preparing three meals a day for the pedestrian.

Forty-three days have passed. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)