Humane Yongchang

Chapter 265 Fishing
"Crash..."

Chen Sheng sat casually in the haystack of the grass shed, carrying a large bag of steamed cakes that were still warm.

Lu Shu was absent-mindedly perfunctory, staring at the dense rain curtain outside the grass shed, his old face smiling like a big wrinkled chrysanthemum!

As a farmer's disciple who has been dealing with crops for half his life, there is nothing more important than the good growth of the crops in the field!

Soon.

The rain was getting lighter. Seeing this, Chen Sheng got up and patted the grass residue on his body, preparing to rush to the next rainy place.

It is now mid-July, which is the critical period for the harvest of grains. There should not be too much rain, but it is absolutely necessary!
Too many crops tend to rot in the field, barely bearing ears, and buds.

But if there is no rain at all, the crops will simply fail to harvest, and a year of hard work will yield a pile of straw...

Chen Sheng has been focusing half of his energy on his own martial arts, and half of his energy on the confrontation between the Red Army and Zhang Han's army. He really can't care about the three thousand hectares of fertile land in Chen County. , only came back to rain once.

This time, he left the Yingchuan battle situation and rushed back to Chen County in order to obtain the Houtianjing cultivation technique and to understand the current situation of Chen Ao and the Youzhou Army.

But since he didn't come back, he naturally watered the three thousand hectares of grain fields...

Who knows when the next time you come back will be?
Although it is said that raining at this time is not a wise choice.

But he is already in the acquired realm, and the information about him in the hands of those assassins is probably still in the fourth or fifth level of the sea of ​​​​Qi.

If they can really smell the water vapor in Chen County, who will surprise whom?

After Ding Tao killed the game, Chen Sheng's heart kept holding his breath!

This tone did not dissipate as more and more assassins were ambushed by Chen Xiaoer's bureau in Chen County. On the contrary, as Chen Xiaoer sent more and more information about the assassins into his hands, more and more deep!

as far as he knows.

Those high-level generals in Taiping Road, who are the handsome one, don't have this trouble!

Even in the previous siege of Julu, Taiping Road was about to fall apart, and no assassins had ever assassinated Taiping Road Commanders everywhere!
To say that the people who hate him Chen Sheng are more, worse, richer, and more powerful than those who hate Taiping Dao...

Chen Sheng is determined not to believe it!

How many aristocratic families did he kill?

How much territory did he capture in the imperial court?
Taiping Road is about to conquer half of the country!

There are as many aristocratic families loyal to Da Zhou who died under the Taiping Dao butcher knife as the crucian carp crossing the river!
Why is no one offering a reward for the heads of those Qu Shuai on Taiping Road?Why didn't the assassins go one after another to assassinate the handsome men of Taiping Road?
Chen Shengsi thought about it, but there were only two answers he could come up with!

First, the forces of those assassins on Taiping Road.

Second, behind Taiping Road, someone...

He prefers the second answer.

But it doesn't matter!

The important thing is that no matter which one is, it means that Chen Sheng has become the 'soft' in others' 'bullying the soft and fearing the hard'!
It might sound a little ridiculous.

He Chen Sheng was chased by assassins so much that he didn't even dare to go back home, and the reason why he even had to see his wife secretly was that he wasn't cruel enough!

But why should good people be pointed at by guns?

What the hell is this shit!
this thing...

Unless he dies!

Otherwise it's not over!

He Chen Sheng said!
……

Just as Chen Sheng turned over and rode on the back of the war horse, he heard Zhao Si's startled and angry roar, piercing the thin rain curtain.

"Who is coming!"

As soon as the words fell, the two thousand soldiers of the security regiment who acted as temporary short soldiers for Chen Sheng swarmed up and surrounded Chen Sheng in groups.

Shield up!
Knife out of the sheath!

The arrow is wound!
Chen Sheng calmly comforted the frightened warhorse under his crotch, and with the help of the height of the warhorse, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the roar.

I saw a burly old man with white beard and broad-faced sackcloth, striding straight in his direction with a step of ten feet.

Surprisingly, wherever the sackclothed old man passed by, the sparse rain curtains were automatically lined up to make way for him. It seemed that around him, there was an invisible air wall that enveloped the sackclothed old man in the center without any dead ends.

Chen Sheng has seen this kind of scene before, and he has seen it in Dingtao County - body protection!
That is to say, the person who comes is innately guaranteed.

It may also be a prudence.

As for whether it will be a master-level figure stronger than Xiuyi...

Sorry, with Chen Sheng's current vision, he still can't imagine what a master-level figure would look like!
But even so, Chen Sheng still did not panic at all, and even laughed out loud, whispering softly: "Finally here..."

Anyway, Xiantian realm, can't help him.

Even if he can't beat the gatekeeper of Xiuyi, he can still break his sword heart again.

If it is a grandmaster, then the problem is even simpler... I will put a few more harsh words later, if anyone remembers him in the future, when he mentions his name, he will also give a thumbs up and praise: Chen Sheng was also decent before his death people!

"Raise the bow..."

Seeing the old man in linen approaching step by step without saying a word, Zhao Si, who was in command of the army, couldn't hold back any longer, and shouted angrily, "Ten feet in front of the battle, let go!"

"Om."

"Whoosh."

The trembling sound of the bowstring and the shrill scream of the arrow breaking through the air sounded almost at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, a rain of arrows gathered from hundreds of feathered arrows covered the old man in sackcloth like a cloud over the city.

The sackclothed old man just raised his head lightly and glanced at the dense rain of arrows falling on his head, and then stepped out like an old man next door and walked into the rain of arrows.

I couldn't see how the sackclothed old man acted. The dense rain of arrows under the hood of "swish, swish, swish" seemed to have eyes, and each one automatically deviates from the place where the sackcloth old man stands!
is automatic deviation!
Instead of being destroyed by the protective qi!

Seeing this, Chen Sheng narrowed his eyes, and raised the corners of his thin lips: 'The gatekeeper of Xiuyi... You really caught a big shark by fishing! '

He thought to himself, when he was in the sea of ​​​​qi, breaking the sword heart with a full blow, he could instantly kill Xiantian!

Now that he is the day after tomorrow, killing Jianxin is a more violent and extreme attack on Jianxin than God's Will Jianxin!

'Killing these idiots with a single cultivation intention should make their flesh hurt, right? '

His heart was about to move, and his right hand unconsciously fell on the Chunjun sword hanging from the saddle!
something……

is addictive!
Such as burst seeds!

Another example is overstepping the enemy!
As for later...

Of course, leave it to yourself in the future to solve it!
The important thing is that the current is cool enough!

That's enough!
"stop!"

Chen Shengti shouted angrily, and the bows and arrows that the hundreds of archers had just opened were instantly frozen!
He drove his horse forward with a smile on his face, and wherever he passed, all the security guards standing in front of him automatically separated, giving him a passage for his horses.

Following his footsteps, thousands of feet of sword energy slowly rose up around him, as if spiritual, and condensed into a long and wide river of swords above his head!

Zhao Si, who was in command of the army, saw Chen Sheng's actions, his face changed greatly, and his voice reached his mouth, but he swallowed it back abruptly, and only squeezed a cold saber and squeezed out the oil!
And the old man in sackcloth stopped at the moment when Chen Sheng was born.

He looked at Chen Sheng, then at the Jianhe above Chen Sheng's head, and his eyes finally fell back to Chen Sheng.

That flat face, which was extremely disproportionate to his white beard and hair, had no turbulence from beginning to end, standing still like a lifeless clay and wood sculpture.

In the deep and calm eyes like an ancient well, there is no joy or anger. Looking at Chen Sheng's eyes is like looking at a stubborn stone on the side of the road...

Chen Sheng stood at a distance of three feet away from him, still surrounded by densely packed and neatly armored security guards.

He smiled softly and said, "Fight or talk first?"

The voice fell.

The pure Jun sword still in the sheath let out a high-pitched sword cry, and the violent sword intent rose into the sky like ten thousand blades and the body, and the Jianhe above his head, condensed into one, indistinguishable from each other!
The old man in linen was stunned.

He raised his eyes again to look at Jianhe above Chen Sheng's head, and then lowered his eyes to Chen Sheng, Gu Jing Wubo's face changed for the first time!
It was a hint of horror!
"How to fight, how to talk!"

He spoke slowly, his voice so thick that it seemed there were thousands of stories in it.

(End of this chapter)