Amnesia Tyrant’s White Moonlight

    Xiao Changyuan saw Yun Pianpian standing in front of him, maintaining his appearance.

    I couldn't help drawing up my pale lips.

    The way his wife is fierce is really majestic and lovely.

    Like a little white rabbit with red eyes.

    He is obviously frail, and he can crush him with one hand.

    But she did not hesitate to stand in front of him, aggressively seeking justice for him.

    Xiao Changyuan was a little unhappy because he didn't beat the old man.

    Yun Pianpian took the pickles sent by Jiang Cuicui, carried them to the corner, squatted down, and counted the pile of broken pots and jars on the ground. The pickle sauce dripped all over the floor, all of which could not be eaten, Yun Pian Pian's little face was wrinkled into a ball, and his heart was bleeding.

    "My daikon, my pickles..."

    Xiao Changyuan bowed his head to admit his mistake and said, "I'm sorry, madam..."

    Yun Pianpian felt that Xiao Changyuan was also a victim, so she did not blame him, but said softly, "Don't fight in the yard next time."

    Xiao Changyuan said: "Okay."

    In the next two days, Wan Shanke often came to Xiao Changyuan to trouble him.

    When Xiao Changyuan was chopping firewood, Wan Shanke said that Xiao Changyuan's actions were wrong.

    When Xiao Changyuan went to the river to fetch water, Wan Shanke said that Xiao Changyuan's kung fu was not in place.

    When Xiao Changyuan was repairing the wooden window, Wan Shanke said that Xiao Changyuan's posture was wrong.

    Wan Shanke very much wanted to point out Xiao Changyuan.

    But Xiao Changyuan didn't appreciate it at all.

    Xiao Changyuan lowered his eyelashes and focused on what he was doing, ignoring Wan Shanke, not even looking at Wan Shanke.

    Wan Shanke said angrily, "Little friend, did you hear what the old man said?"

    Xiao Changyuan finally put down the tool for repairing the wooden window, raised his cold eyes, and looked at Wanshanke coldly.

    "If you want to fight, you can make a move, why so much nonsense?"

    Wan Shanke said: "Why is this nonsense? The old man is pointing at the little friend. Although your palm is sharp and cold, there is still room for improvement. If the little friend is willing to listen With the guidance of this old man, I will definitely be able to establish a sect and become a grandmaster in the future!"

    Xiao Changyuan said indifferently: "I'm not interested in a generation of masters."

    Wan Shanke was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "You are a natural martial arts genius. If you are instructed by the old man, you will definitely be able to rule the rivers and lakes within ten years, even the limitless may not be. Your opponent. If you don't become a grandmaster, isn't this a waste of money?"

    "I am God."

    Xiao Changyuan raised his dark and cold eyes, and looked at Wanshanke coldly.

    "I am nothing but a tool."

    The cold and isolated young man, standing in the fenced yard, looked very arrogant.

    "How could I be interested in a tool?"

    Wan Shanke looked at Xiao Changyuan blankly.

    This kind of look, this kind of tone, he had seen on the extremely limitless body fifty years ago.

      traced.

    There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Ji Wuliang is crazy, some people say Ji Wuliang died, and some people say Ji Wuliang became a monk.

    Since then, no one has seen the Boundless.

    Xiao Changyuan looked at Wanshanke coldly: "Whose shadow are you looking at through me?"

    Wan Shanke was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this young man in black clothes had such amazing eyesight and could see through everything. Wan Shanke said in a low voice, "I just miss an old friend. I haven't seen each other for years, I don't know how he is doing now..."

    Xiao Changyuan is not interested in Wan Shanke's old friend.

    He slightly raised his pale and thin chin, his black eyes were cold, and he looked at Wanshanke coldly.

    "Do you still want to fight?"

    Wan Shanke's strong heart of cherishing talents naturally cannot be easily extinguished by Xiao Changyuan's indifference. Seeing that words can't move Xiao Changyuan, he will guide Xiao Changyuan in martial arts, Wan Shanke is low Voice: "Fight!"

    Xiao Changyuan said lightly: "Don't beat it here. If you break the jar, my wife will be angry."

    Wan Shanke was stunned for a moment, and laughed at him: "I didn't expect that little friend is actually afraid of a lady."

    Xiao Changyuan said coldly, "What's so funny about being afraid of the lady?"

    Wan Shanke was blocked by Xiao Changyuan's words.

    At that time, the deceased wife was still alive, and the friends in the martial arts often made fun of him for being afraid of his wife. After talking too much, Wanshanke was a little concerned. In order to prove that he was not afraid of his wife, he deliberately did not go home. Hanging out with those fox friends...

    His indifference, his wife sees it all, but never says much. Every time she would light a small lamp at night and quietly wait for him to come home. When he was young, he didn't know how to cherish, and always felt that the love of his children would prevent him from making a name for himself.

    But when he really made a name for himself, he found that all he really wanted was that small candle waiting for him.

    Wan Shanke thought that after so many years, he should have let go of the pain of losing his wife, but when he was recalled, the heart-piercing pain in his heart still reminded him that the original He still didn't let go.

    It is impossible for him to let go in this life.

    Wan Shanke thought about the past, those old and cloudy eyes were slightly red, and the tone was full of bitterness.

    "It's really not funny. The little friend is much smarter than the old man."

    Such a simple truth, but he did not understand it until he lost his wife.

    He is not as good as this black-clothed youth.

    Xiao Changyuan is not interested in Wan Shanke's love and hatred.

    He said lightly: "I'll tell the lady, and then go to the forest with you to fight."

    Wan Shanke: "Okay."

    Yun Pianpian learned that Wan Shanke had a fight with Xiao Changyuan, so she asked worriedly: "How long will you fight? Will you be injured? Do I want to help my husband watch him, lest he fight? Bullying your husband at an old age?"

    Xiao Changyuan was worried that Wan Shanke would hurt Yun Pian Pian, so he refused: "I will come back before the sun goes down, there will be no accident."

    Yun Pian Pian heard what he said, so she gave up, exhorting: "The husband must come back before the sun goes down."

    Xiao Changyuan nodded, turned around, walked out of the house, and led Wan Shanke to a duel in the forest.

      : "Stop fighting, the sun is about to go down, and my wife is still waiting for me at home."

    Wan Shanke did not allow him to go: "Three more moves, just three moves, this old man will definitely be able to win you!"

    Xiao Changyuan said indifferently: "My wife asked me to go home before the sun goes down, not a moment too late."

    After saying that, Xiao Changyuan lightly tapped his feet, swept through the mountains and forests with light energy, and flew in the direction of home.

    Wanshanke was left alone and stood there alone, listening to the sound of the cold wind blowing the leaves.

    "That's it..."

    Wan Shanke sighed softly.

    He was a little worried that this young man in black clothes was so arrogant and rebellious, he might go down the same old path and cause the disaster of killing his wife and children by mistake. But today it seems that this young man in Xuanyi, who loves his wife so much, will definitely not follow in his footsteps.

    And now, this sword called stone has found its scabbard.

    Yun Pianpian washed the rice, cut the vegetables, sat in the yard and waited for Xiao Changyuan, saw him coming back, and immediately greeted him.

    "How is it? Is there any injury?"

    Xiao Changyuan shook his head and said, "Don't you care about winning or losing?"

    Yun Pianpian said: "Winning or losing is so important. You can't win for a lifetime, and you can't lose for a lifetime. Your body is the most important thing."

    Xiao Changyuan raised his thin lips imperceptibly when he heard Yun Pianpin's words.

    "The lady is right."

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    The next day, Zhou Qiren asked Chen Bashan hesitantly: "Your Majesty, do we really want to do this?"

    When they lived in Jiangjia Village, the village chief kindly took them in. Jiang Cuicui was the village chief's most beloved granddaughter.

    Zhou Qiren couldn't bear it.

    Chen Bushan said with a gloomy expression: "Gugui is the king of a country, and the people who died in his hands, I don't know how many people, there is no reason to go to Jiangjia Village, but he softened his heart, this Jiang Cuicui is just a The village girl, if she can die for Chen Guo, it is also her good fortune..."

    Zhou Qiren had no choice but to bow his head and say, "Your Majesty is right."

    "Wanshan guest is visiting Jiang Cuicui's house at this time, we can't personally lead Jiang Cuicui out, so as not to arouse his suspicion, we have been watching Jiang Cuicui alone for a long time, this village girl likes Jiang Sheyu, and Jiang Cuicui Every month today, Sheyu will go to the county town to sell the calligraphy and paintings he wrote. In the name of Jiang Sheyu, I will ask Jiang Cuicui to meet under the pomegranate flower in Houshan later today..."

    Chen Bashan handed the written note to Zhou Qiren: "Go find a child and give the note to Jiang Cuicui, don't let others find out about this, don't reveal our identities ."

    "Yes, Your Majesty."

    Jiang Goudan is six years old this year. He is a well-known little troublemaker in Jiang's village. One day he was playing in the mud when he was suddenly stopped by a man wearing a veil cap. : "Dog Dan, do you want to eat candy?"

    Jiang Goudan raised his head: "Think."

    Zhou Qiren handed the note to Jiang Goudan: "You go and give this note to Jiang Cuicui of the village chief's house, and I will give you this bag of candy." Zhou Qiren shook the candy in his hand Bag, grabbed a handful of candy for Jiang Goudan, and said in a gentle voice, "Go quickly and come back, tell her that I am Ah Yu, and don't say a word of anything else."

    Jiang Goudan took the note and candy from Zhou Qiren's hand, and when he was about to leave, the man stopped him again.

    "Also, when you come back, throw a stone at the tile roof of the stone house."

    "Good."

    Jiang Goudan nodded, held the candy in his hand, and ran to Jiang Cuicui's house.

    Zhou Qiren looked at the back of him running away, his face was hidden behind the veil, and whispered: "I have done what I have to do, and the rest depends on Jiang Cuicui's life. hard."

    Jiang Goudan gave the note to Jiang Cuicui.

    "This is what Ah Yu asked me to give you."

    After saying that, Jiang Goudan hopped away from the village chief's house.

    Before leaving, Jiang Goudan also threw a stone on the tiled roof of the stone house.

    He did all the tasks brilliantly.

    Jiang Goudan returned to the path just now and took a bag of sugar from Zhou Qiren's hand.

    "Thank you uncle."

    Zhou Qiren stretched out his hand and touched Jiang Goudan's head: "Don't tell others that you have seen me, I will give you candy in the future."

    Jiang Goudan nodded obediently: "Okay."

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