Dressed as a wicked peasant woman, she was doted on by a crippled husband

Chapter 159 Going through the back door

Jiang Wenzheng wanted to go up the mountain alone to rescue Jiang Xuan and the others, but Su Yuanyuan insisted on following.

Jiang Xuan is good at kung fu, she knows how powerful the person who can subdue Jiang Xuan must be.

Jiang Wenzheng's legs and feet are inconvenient, so Su Yuanyuan can't worry about it. Besides, she still has the catty of poison that Qingyi gave her, so she won't suffer no matter what.

Wen Shaoru, who was on the side, also came forward, looking excited, "I'll go too!"

Miss Su is so beautiful, wouldn't she be missed by those people when she went to Heifeng Village?He also wants to follow to protect Miss Su well.

In the evening, a bonfire is lit in Heifeng Village, and the raging fire illuminates the village.

The old man sitting on a chair drinking wine squinted his eyes at the large iron pot surrounded by fire on the middle table. The water in it was still quiet, only a few small bubbles came out and floated on the water.

Jiang Xuan and a dark-skinned young man were hung on a pillar beside him, staring blankly at the burning cauldron that was just big enough to hold the two of them.

No way no way, this old man doesn't want to eat people...

It took a long time for the pot of water to boil from stillness, and Jiang Xuan's heart was suffering like ants on a hot pot.

He looked up at the sky, wanting to cry without tears, brother, come and save me!

Seeing that the water in the pot was about to boil, the old man smiled happily. He pointed at Jiang Xuan and Xiaohe, who was almost unconscious, and couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes, "Hurry up! Get out of the pot! Get out of the pot!"

Jiang Xuan's face froze, and he looked at the little guys who were gradually approaching him, kicking in the air with his feet hanging in the air, trying to force those people back.

At this moment, a young man ran forward quickly, "Report! Three men came down from the mountain and said they came to deliver the ransom."

The old man only caught the word ransom, his eyes lit up immediately, a wit sat up from the chair, waved his hand, "Bring them up."

Jiang Xuan looked towards the door, and saw Jiang Wenzheng walking slowly on a wooden crutch. He had a cold face, an indescribable majesty, and his whole body was full of aura, so frightened that the little ones on the side didn't dare to go forward. go.

In Jiang Xuan's eyes, Jiang Wenzheng was automatically given the halo of the protagonist. This is not a ransom, it is his hope.

Jiang Wenzheng was in front, and Wen Shaoru was followed by a thin, white-faced boy.

That Xiaosheng only had a little Jiujiu tied on his head with a cloth strip, and he was wearing a long white gown underneath. His little face was too delicate, and there was a faint smile on his strolling walk.

Jiang Xuan couldn't help but wonder, huh?Why is this kid so familiar?

When the three of them approached, Jiang Xuan could see clearly that Xiaosheng had a small oval face, with light willow-leaf eyebrows, narrow and charming eyes slightly raised, a small and delicate nose, and a light cherry pink mouth. This is not his unparalleled beauty , the stunning and charming sister-in-law!
Not to mention that wearing men's clothes has the temperament of a scholar.

Su Yuanyuan also saw the old man full of muscles, this is not a proper turtle fairy!
Look at Jiang Xuan who was hoisted up again. In comparison, Jiang Xuan looks like a little chicken by his side.

The old man dishonestly sat on the chair and looked left and right, but he didn't see the shadow of the ransom. His eyes hidden under the white eyebrows suddenly opened wide, and he tore off the single clothes on his body and jumped off the high platform.

"Young man, what about the ransom?"

Jiang Wenzheng glanced at the chair next to him, walked over slowly and sat on it, Su Yuanyuan took his crutch with great insight and hugged him in her arms, then she and Wen Shaoru stood beside Jiang Wenzheng like two younger brothers behind.

Jiang Wenzheng straightened his body, his legs were slightly spread apart, his hands were casually resting on his knees, his eyes were deep, and he looked at the old man without fear.

After a few seconds, he said slowly, "We can't pay the ransom."

His voice was extremely low, but when he said this, he could feel his gloomy air pressure, which made people unable to bear the fear.

Although Su Yuanyuan stood behind with a smile and played the role of younger brother, the villain in her heart cheered and cheered Jiang Wenzheng.

"Husband is mighty! Husband is the most handsome!"

Say the most embarrassing things in the strongest tone!
The old man sneered and looked at Jiang Wenzheng, "Since you can't pay the ransom, then pay it with your life."

He clenched his hands into fists, the muscles all over his body sprang up, and his strong hind legs kicked the ground suddenly, as if he was about to charge forward.

But Jiang Wenzheng raised his hand calmly, "Wait a minute."

The old man was clearly ready to go, and he restrained his fist when he heard him speak.

He looked at this gloomy and unpredictable man rather irritatedly.

"I will compete with you for three rounds. If you can beat me, you can kill me or cut me to pieces. I will listen to you."

There was a cunning light in Jiang Wenzheng's eyes, he leaned lightly on the back of the chair, looked at the old man lazily, smiled, and the bright fire light illuminated his light-colored pupils, seductive like a ghost in the middle of the night Soul.

"If we win, let us go down the mountain."

The old man looked at his frivolous appearance, put his hands on his waist, looked up to the sky and laughed, "Okay! I agree with you! I have lived for 110 years, and this is not the first time I have seen a young and frivolous person like you .”

But their fate is to become the dead bones of this Black Wind Village.

Su Yuanyuan was shocked when she heard him say that she was 120 years old, this!Isn't this the old birthday star?
Wen Shaoru also reacted, and looked at the old birthday star who was stronger than him in disbelief, "Your old man...surnamed Wen? There is a nephew named Wenping?"

The old man stood in the open space and frowned and thought for a while, "I have lived for so long, and no one has called my name for a long time. I vaguely remember that my name is Wen Yin, and I seem to have such a nephew. Who are you? How do you know this?"

The old man named Wen Yin looked at Wen Shaoru inquiringly with doubts in his eyes.

Wen Shaoru wrinkled his face and took a deep breath, as if he saw hope. Regardless of the scary appearance of the old man, he ran over and knelt down and hugged Wen Yin's thigh.

All the grievances he suffered in the past two days came to mind, his eyes were moist, and he grinned, "Master!"

Wen Yin didn't expect that he would be able to recognize his relatives here. He was still a little dazed at the moment, carefully sizing up Wen Shaoru's appearance, and it was indeed very similar to his nephew's face in his memory.

"Your family, is it okay to go to the city?"

He looked at Wen Shaoru who was crying bitterly while hugging his thigh, and opened his mouth slowly, not as angry as when he was about to fight just now.

Wen Shaoru was pitiful, "Our family went to the city and lived well, and I was admitted as a scholar. We miss you!"

He said bluntly, trying to impress the old man by playing the emotional card.

The old man was as expected, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes looked at him thoughtfully.

With a big wave of his hand, he summoned two young men, "Come here, invite my great-grandson to take the seat!"

Wen Shaoru immediately beamed with joy, there is still a back door that works!
He wiped his nose and tears, got up and saluted Wen Yin, "Thank you, Grandpa!"

(End of this chapter)