Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 62
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Out of the woods, there is a bright light in front of him.The golden sun shines on the carriages and horses again, and the dark yellow sandy road and the green farmland on both sides are particularly distinct.Against the backdrop of that sunlight, everything looked lush and vibrant again.At the end of the road, a towering wooden archway was built, with carved owls flying owls, and blue tile Stanley, which can be seen vaguely.The plaque on the top hangs three big characters - "Swallow Town".

Farmers are still plowing in the fields, waving iron pears up and down, turning over the soil.One of them was walking on the road, with a bamboo shovel on the top and a pear in his hand, and happened to meet the group of carriages and horses.Suddenly, a head popped out of the small window on the right side of the car and said hello to the farmer.

"Uncle Run! How about a field today!"

The peasant watched with pears, and said in shock: "Oh! This is not the boy of Lao Yang's family! Your father closed his eyes all night trying to find you, and now he is drinking tea at the head of the village! You should go and see you soon. See him!"

Yang Deqing in front of the car window replied, "Okay! Thank you Uncle Run, I'll go right now!" After that, the carriage and horse hurried to Yanzi Town.

When they arrived at the eye-catching wooden archway, the dazzling crowd and the house returned to the crowd again after half a day.There is a long street in front of the archway, and it extends forward with the green tiles and high eaves on the right hand side, until it reaches the opposite bank on the left hand side, making a full circle around it!There is a wooden covered bridge between the two banks, and under the bank is the lake where people and buildings on both sides are reflected.Brokers and merchants shuttle among them; tea shops and food shops are full of people.

Although it was only half a day away from the crowd, the hustle and bustle still made the outsiders a little uncomfortable.After talking for a while, Bai Feng and the others decided to let Zhao Kuo lead the car to find a place to stay first, while Bai Feng and Murong Yan helped Yang Deqing, who was unable to move, find his father.

Bai Feng was leading the horse, Yang Deqing was the guest on the horse, and Murong Yan was on the other side. The three walked to the nearby teahouse together, ready to find out.Unexpectedly, just as a few people approached, a tall and mighty man appeared at the door of the teahouse.He was wearing a fox fur coat, and his strong and dark chest and arms were bare.His hair was tied at random on the top, his eyes were burning with anger, his teeth were closed, and the mustache on his lips was twitching.Seeing the guy coming, Yang Deqing got off the horse in a panic, and staggered a bit because of this, but fortunately Murong Yan supported him.

The tall man slapped Yang Deqing as soon as he got in front of him.This slap seemed to stun Bai Feng and the three of them, causing them all to freeze in place for a moment, until the big man hugged Yang Deqing tightly to his chest and cried, "You stinky boy, old man. Dad, I still think you were taken by the wolf! My old Yang family is only a son like you, if you are gone, how can I explain to your mother!"

Yang Deqing stroked his flushed face and struggled: "Father! It's embarrassing for so many people!"

On the side, Murong Yan covered her mouth and snickered, "Uncle Yang, Young Master Yang couldn't come back because he was injured on his feet!"

Father Yang let go of his son, wiped his eyes and looked at the girl who was talking. He was shocked and said, "Oh! This girl is a fairy in the sky! She looks exactly like the mother of that stinky boy!"

"Father, what nonsense are you talking about! It was Miss Murong who saved me!" After speaking, Yang Deqing shyly said to Murong Yan, "That's how he is. Whenever he sees beautiful girls, he says he looks like my mother..."

Murong Yan glanced at Bai Feng lightly, the two smiled at each other, and then said it was okay.Then Father Yang also wiped away his tears, his face suddenly became serious, and said: "Stinky boy, Lord Yang is trying the case in the court, and now I want you to testify! Look at your appearance, hurry up and take a shower with me. , Change your clothes!" After saying that, he nodded to Murong Yan and the two of them, and helped Yang Deqing to leave.

"Uncle Yang, please stay!" The boy in white who was leading the horse suddenly asked, "Where is the yamen here?"

Father Yang pointed to the first corner of the long street in front of him, and said, "Your Excellency is looking for Lord Yang, right? After passing that corner and walking straight, you can see the injustice of the yamen, and now it is estimated that the door is full of spectacles. Where is the 'play' person!" After Bai Feng heard this, he bowed his thanks, and took his horse and Murong Yan to leave.

The two of them were walking on the road, facing the fading sunlight of the western mountain, beside the merchants and the common people, the sound of peace in their ears, and the interest grew.

"Uncle Yang is really interesting, it would be great if my father was like this!" Murong Yan sighed, she hoped to see the happy smile of her lover, but only saw the other person with a sad face, "Brother Feng. Are you worried about the person in the painting?"

"Well..." Bai Feng replied, "If someone else really has another family, I can't force..." As soon as she finished speaking, Murong Yan suddenly took Bai Feng's left arm, leaning her chest lightly on the other person's body. He said, "We've never tried walking hand in hand like this, have we?"

"Uh..." Bai Feng glanced at the other party lightly, then nodded shyly, and said, "Yes... Yes... Speaking of which, being able to meet you, Yan'er, is really the greatest blessing in my life, Bai Feng... "

"Then let's not talk about those troubles! After walking this road well, even if Wang Ji is not allowed to pay his respects at the tomb of brother Feng's righteous sister, it will not be in vain!" Murong Yan smiled brightly, and the same white Feng's fingers connected to his heart and paced away.

A few moments later, a white face and red body appeared in front of him, and a large number of people gathered beside him.Bai Feng tied his horse to a tree beside him, and then walked into the crowd with Murong Yan, wanting to see the demeanor of Lord Yang's trial.

Pushing aside the crowd, Bai Feng led Murong Yan to the front of the court.Looking closely, the judge in the hall is exactly the same as the life in the painting: a long face, a flat nose, and a black mole next to the corner of his right eye.It's just that now he is holding his forehead and sighing, his face is exhausted.The people in the hall have been arguing about what is going on, one is a bald monk who looks like a monk, and the other is an ordinary person who looks like a peasant.

"That cow cried when it saw me. You said if it wasn't my father, why would it cry?" The monk put his hands together, but his words were excited and slightly angry.

"You are a liar. Last time, Lao Bi from the house next door also had a cow for you to take. Could it be that it is also the reincarnation of your father??!" The other person said unceremoniously and angrily.

"Crack!" There was a loud noise, and the judge in the hall said angrily: "How long will you two argue? When a witness arrives, then you will know whether this monk is a monk from Qingliang Temple!" A few minutes later, a yamen came out of the back hall and whispered a few words beside Lord Yang.Then Yang Ji slapped the gavel again and said loudly, "The witness, Yang Deqing!"

After a while, a young man walked out of the back hall. He had a bun on his head, but there were still a few curly strands of hair on his forehead, presumably because he was born with curly hair.His eyebrows were trembling, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he was wearing a brown cloth.He walked down to the hall, carefully identified the monk, and immediately handed over to Yang Ji and said, "Sir, I have never seen this monk before."

Only then did the judge in the hall breathe a sigh of relief, and said to the monk, "Monk, what else can you say?"

"I don't agree, Abbot Xuanqing of Qingliang Temple recognizes me! I want him to confront him!" The monk shouted angrily.

"It took a day to go back and forth from Qingliang Temple. You are clearly lying!" Yang Deqing accused.

Yang Ji stopped Yang Deqing and said, "Deqing, this official always pays attention to convincing, so what about following his will?"

Yang Deqing said: "Master Xuanqing, Abbot Xuanqing is so old, I'm afraid he won't be able to go down the mountain!"

"This..." Yang Ji suddenly leaned back on the chair and sighed again on his forehead: "This is a headless case, when will the trial go!"

At this moment, a young boy's voice suddenly sounded outside the hall: "Sir! Why don't you let the cow come out and recognize its 'son'?"

Everyone in the court looked at the prestige, only to see a young man who was still young and had not yet reached the crown.Murong Yan also muttered to the side, "Brother Feng, do you have a solution?" Bai Feng smiled and nodded, then walked out of the crowd.When the officials on both sides saw that he was carrying a sword around his waist, they all raised fire and water sticks, trying to come forward to stop him.

"Don't be impatient!" Yang Ji said to his subordinates: "Let's see what this young man can do? Come on, bring the cow up!"

Shaoqing, a yamen led a cow to the hall, and the monk burst into tears, crying and calling for father and father, it seemed like father and son recognized each other.The monk patted his bald head, knelt on the ground and said to the cow, "If you are really my dad, just lick my head so that everyone can see for themselves!"

The cow barked twice, and really stretched out its tongue and licked the monk's head. This lick was as if he was touching his own child's head, and it was endless.After a while, the cow's eyes gurgled tears.Some of the people watching the trial, some with shallow eye sockets, actually burst into tears, thinking that the cow was really the monk's father.

However, the young man in white slowly paced away, motioning the yamen to take the cow away, he also touched the monk's head with his fingers, licked it, and then cupped his hands to Lord Yang in an extremely peaceful tone: "Sir, It's salt."

"What salt! What nonsense are you talking about! Give me back my dad!" After hearing Bai Feng's words, the monk became even more excited. If it weren't for the restraint of the yamen on the side, he would have almost jumped on the latter.

Bai Feng didn't rush, took out a handful of white crystals from the monk's clothes, and said, "The reason why the cow shed tears is because it ate too much salt!"

The owner of the cow, the peasant who had been silent by the side, suddenly realized, and scolded the monk: "Okay! That's what happened! You stinky bald donkey, how dare you lie to your father!"

When the monk learned the truth was revealed, his legs were sluggish and he sat upright on the ground.The public opinion of the onlookers was also one-sided, and they all cast contempt on the monk.Seeing the chattering in the hall, Yang Ji angrily slapped the case in shock and said, "Silence! Monk, Zhou You deceived, there are all witnesses and evidences. This official pronounced the sentence and held him in custody for three days. All the stolen money will be confiscated. After finishing, Yang Ji waved his sleeves and returned to the back hall.Bai Feng also returned to Murong Yan's side, accepting her lover's admiring gaze.

"How did Brother Feng know that cows will cry if they eat too much salt?"

Bai Feng recalled with a smile: "When I was a child, I helped the family to feed the cows, and I accidentally put a handful of salt in it. As a result, all the cows were bleeding. My father and mother thought that the cows were sick. Later, the doctor took a look and found out. It was my fault, and I was trained for a while."

Yang Deqing also came to admire at this time: "Bai Gongzi is really amazing, he saw through that monk's trick at a glance!"

"It's just a little trick, it's not hard to see through!" Bai Feng said humbly.

Shao Qing, seeing that it was getting late, the three of them bowed and parted ways.Bai Feng felt that this so-called Yang Ji was not a stupid official, at least he was doing things for the people. He thought that his wish might not be in vain, and he couldn't help but smile a little more on his face, and happily went with Murong Yan to find the rest. Companion went.

(End of this chapter)