The chief concubine of the foodie king

Chapter 141 The dead man spoke (2)
Yan Xilan stared at him blankly, did not answer, just looked at him like this, and finally, Feng Yijun reached out to pull her up, and the expression on his face became as if nothing had happened.

After getting up, Yan Xilan pushed Feng Yijun away, this man was too scary, she staggered and ran out the door.

The war was in turmoil, wars were raging everywhere, and anti-kings from all walks of life revolted one after another, and they all wanted to take advantage of the fire to loot.The rivers and lakes are sinister, bandits are rampant, the major families and sects are doing their own thing, and the people's lives are in a mess.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, those with strong martial arts can still protect themselves, and the well water does not violate the river water.

Those who are not strong enough in martial arts will find ways to join sects in order to be protected, or honestly be an ordinary person, and those who cannot be ordinary people can only rely on cheating to make ends meet, just like Yun Yurou and Jian Xunchuan.

Although Jian Xunchuan's internal strength is strong and his lightness skills are excellent, according to Yun Yurou's words, he is that Zhao Kuo, a master on paper, who can only throw away his helmet and armor in actual combat.

Since leaving the deep mountains, the only kung fu that Jian Xunchuan has made great progress in is lightness kung fu, because he has to take Yun Yurou to escape from time to time, otherwise the Nine-Life Cat Demon will also be reported by the underworld.

In order to earn a living, Yun Yurou can be said to use all means, cheating and abducting her to use everything. The siblings sometimes dress up as handsome sons, sometimes as charming vixens, and sometimes, like now--

In the busy city of a small city not far from Kyoto, on the bustling street, there is a dilapidated straw mat, a dilapidated white cloth, and a dilapidated and large bowl.

Lying on the straw mat was a dead old man who also wore shabby clothes. In front of the dead old man was a son who was wearing a sackcloth and mourning, crying pitifully.

People who come and go, no one is willing to look at them, anyway, it is not their own relatives who died, nor is it a beautiful girl who wants to sell herself to bury her father. Seeing that his young man is dirty and has little flesh, in this troubled world In the [-]s, it was good for every family to protect themselves, so how could they care about what would happen if their father died.

"Well-meaning uncle, aunt, elder brother, elder sister, and young mistress, please help me, give me a little—" the young man cried terribly.

"Hey, Xiao Chuanzi, adding the word "beautiful men and beauties", the effect should be better!" The dead old man lying behind the boy said to the boy in a volume that others could not hear.

"Sister, when will I die instead? Didn't you say that one person died for one day? But you have been dead for three days!" The young man also said in a low voice. Three days ago, Yun Yurou decided to give up playing the romantic woman When using this method, it was clearly stated that one person dies for one day, but for the past three days, he was the one who knelt on the ground and cried miserably in front of the crowds coming and going, while she stretched her legs out on the straw mat and died. be comfortable.

"Hehe, when the location is changed tomorrow, I promise to let you die, and I will cry!"

People who don't know will be scared crazy if they hear the conversation between these two people.

"You have said this three times!" the boy protested softly.

"Stop talking nonsense, give me a good cry, or you'll have to drink the wind tonight!" After finishing speaking, he kicked his legs lightly, dammit, this dead person is not easy to pretend, just keep the same posture for a day, lie down It seemed that her legs were about to cramp, her neck was about to go numb, and her hands were about to shift.

Fortunately, I had the foresight to let him cover the straw mat with a black cloth, otherwise, the consequences of facing the scorching sun would definitely make her a generation of Bao Qingtian!

The young man pursed his lips, looking at the pitifully small pieces of silver in the bowl, he could only continue to cry, "Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... Let this cry look more bleak, and better achieve the effect of crying on the hearer.

"Get out of the way, everyone who is sensible!" A group of arrogant people was coming from the other side of the street, kicking and sweeping wherever they went.

Those people who set up stalls on the street just to support their families could only protect the guys who were eating and fled in a hurry.

Walking in the middle of the crowd was a man who was not tall, not strong, but ugly.

The original bustling street gradually became quiet.

Yun Yurou, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, felt like ten thousand horses galloping past. Grandma, it turns out that there were majestic urban management in ancient times!
The problem is that she is a dead person now, so she can't be allowed to escape like everyone else, right?Who would run away after seeing a dead person, but if you don't run, do you have to wait for the other party to come and smash the field?
Yun Yurou, who was still wondering whether to run or not, heard Jian Xunchuan's words, "Sister, they are coming towards us, what should we do?"

"Hey, kid, didn't you hear what I said?" the man said arrogantly.

"heard it."

"Damn, then you still don't get out!"

"I'm leaving, what about my father?" Jian Xunchuan still hasn't forgotten the role he played at this time, and Yun Yurou couldn't help but regret that he was not born in the 21st century, or he might be the next superstar idol up.

"If you don't want to leave, just pay the money!"

"I don't have any money." This is the truth, if he had, would he still have to cry here for a day and Yun Yurou die for a day?

"Damn, you're courting death!" He lifted his accustomed foot and kicked Yun Yurou.

"Damn it, you're looking for death!" Yun Yurou jumped up from the straw mat after eating the pain, and looked angrily at the ugly man in front of her.

"Mother——" the man backed up a few steps in shock, and all his strikers were also panicked at this moment.

The surrounding crowd who originally wanted to watch the play were also frightened and fell, fell, bumped, and all looked at this old man who had come back to life with frightened eyes. If I remember correctly, this old man should have been dead for a day. Bar!
"Hey, ugly son, it's a pity that your mother is no longer—" Hearing the other party calling for mother, Yun Yurou responded generously.

There was a burst of laughter around.

After calming down, knowing that Yun Yurou was cheating, and then hearing Yun Yurou taking advantage of her and mocking herself at the same time, the facial features of the ugly man were distorted, making the whole face look even more ferocious.

"Old guy, I'll let you die right now!" As he said, he rolled up his sleeves, with a fierce expression on his face, and punched Yun Yurou in the face.

She is not a fuel-efficient lamp, as long as the opponent is not like Feng Yibei who hardly uses hands and only uses internal strength, she may not necessarily be defeated.

"Ugly son, I just praised you, and you want to be treasonous!" After dodging the ugly man's punch, Yun Yurou continued to taunt, and at the same time raised her kick to hit the opponent's ribs, thinking that she was not only fighting She is a master, and she is also a taekwondo master, but when she came here, she met all the top real masters, which made her feel very internally injured.

(End of this chapter)