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"Sister Qingmei, it's not ancestor worship day today. Why does the second leader suddenly burn paper money?"
Yin Minghong is burning paper money in the courtyard of an obscure mansion in the outer city. The gray paper money danced on the tongue of fire, and the steaming smoke seemed to depict the scene of another world.
Rongyao, dressed as a coolie with a gray head and dirty face, stood by the door and looked curiously at Yin Minghong's behavior. Today, he came on a mission with Yin Minghong. He came early but saw this scene. Naturally, he felt strange - who would burn paper money early in the morning.
"Ming Hong is worshipping our big brother with a different surname." Mu Qingmei sat on the steps at the entrance of the main hall, looked at the burning fire and showed a look of remembrance: "big brother died three years ago. Today is his death day."
"By the way, why are you standing at the door? Come in and have a cup of tea."
Rongyao shook his head and pointed to his dress: "I'm dirty now. It's hard to get in. I'll just stand here."
"Then go take a bath in the back."
"It's a disguise." Rongyao said with a bitter smile, "I'm now a fugitive slave of Jingfu. I may meet people I know when I'm outside, so I have to make it dirty so that they can't see it. In addition, there are quite a lot of people who know me in the outside city."
"Why?" Mu Qingmei asked strangely, "are you a celebrity?"
"I'm not a celebrity, but I used to be responsible for purchasing food materials out of the government, and then..." Rongyao was a little hard to say: "because my parents were born well, my aunts and aunts will treat me especially well when they see me. Many people remember me."
Mu Qingmei was surprised: "really or not, then why don't my aunt give me preferential treatment when I buy vegetables? I'm also good-looking!"
Rongyao cried and laughed: "well... It's the so-called attraction of the opposite sex. Aunts and aunts may prefer good-looking men like me."
"Hey? So you are remembered by many people because you are so handsome?" Mu Qing frowned for a long time and shook her head: "but I think you feel ordinary."
"Sister Qingmei is well-informed. Naturally, she doesn't like my smelly skin bag." Rongyao smiled. He glanced at Yin Minghong and asked, "is sister Qingmei much better than me?"
"Yes!" Mu Qingmei blurted out, but when she noticed Rongyao's smiling eyes, she blushed and explained, "but he is just like this. He is also black, his eyes are scary, and he is loud when eating... At most, he is a little more handsome than you, just a little more than 100 million."
"Really!"
"If you laugh again, compete with me."
Rongyao immediately stopped smiling - Medical Officer Wen Hong told him not to offend Mu Qingmei. The title of Mu Qingmei, the chief combat force of xuanzhu Baiye, is not for nothing. Yin Minghong's many injuries were caused when he "competed" with Mu Qingmei.
Rongyao quickly changed the topic and said, "why is the second leader burning books?"
Yin Minghong was tearing off pages and throwing them into the fire.
"Ah, that's the biography of the God of fire. Brother was a die hard fan of the biography of the God of fire. Before he died, he told us to burn the latest volume of the biography of the God of fire for him every year on his death."
Rongyao nodded and said, "why is the second leader burning battle cards?"
Yin Minghong threw a stack of battle cards into the fire.
"Ah, the eldest brother was one of the ten extraordinary players in the Battle Card hall. Before he died, he told us to burn a set of battle cards for him after the Battle Card version was updated every year."
Rongyao nodded. After a while, he couldn't help but say, "your eldest brother still likes to read yellow picture books!"
Yin Minghong was tearing open a beautiful picture album. Rongyao felt very energetic at a glance. They all wanted to ask where Yin Minghong bought it.
"Ah, although big brother really likes to see it, he thinks that since paper money will become real money, these picture albums may also become real women." Mu Qingmei shrugged: "Brother, he was still a virgin before he died. He felt timid, liked playing cards and reading novels. He must be a childlike ghost down there, so before he died, he told us to burn a beautiful picture album for him every year - but if this was really useful, he had no time to do anything else down there except making ghosts with hundreds of beautiful women."
Rongyao finally couldn't help it: "your eldest brother told too much before he died!"
"Yes, after all, the eldest brother was killed by Ming Hong himself."
There was a gust of wind in the yard, and the flame suddenly became vigorous and danced wildly, swallowing the paper ashes. Rongyao looked over and found that Yin Minghong had been calmly looking at the flame. His appearance became a little distorted in the transpiration of the flame, like a ghost and forgetful.
"You didn't continue to ask." Mu Qingmei supported her chin with both hands: "do you know about xiaojiushan, too?"
"I heard about it three years ago when I was in Jingfu, and doctor Wenhong told me something." Rongyao thought about his words: "so, your big brother... Is the water boat that led the workers' riot in xiaojiushan?"
"Well, big brother, Ming Hong, I, the three of us grew up together, studied together, practiced martial arts together, and joined the white night together."
"The story of xiaojiushan caused a great shock in xuanzhu county. After all, too many people died." Rongyao said: "it is said that shuixingzhou is a hero who has little righteousness, is not afraid of power and resists tyranny..."
Mu Qingmei chuckled, "brother must have died. I didn't expect that his reputation after death was so much better than when he was alive - he was a famous counsellor in those days. Sometimes he cried on the spot even though he couldn't play cards. He was bullied several times. Ming Hong and I went to help him find a place."
"Don't look at my big brother now. That's what we use to laugh at him - he's not as good as us except when he's old. When he studies, he slips away, reads novels, practices martial arts and runs out to play cards. No one can fight. In many cases, he's the big brother who needs our care."
"But he loves you very much," Rongyao said.
Mu Qingmei was silent for a long time before she said slowly: "I wasn't in Xiaojiu mountain at that time, and Ming Hong didn't say much, but I can also imagine what happened - they killed the elders of the Jing family. At that time, the Jing family had found Heyang army and decided to bloody suppress the miners in Xiaojiu mountain. Surrender was just a long torture. They couldn't even escape. The only way is to let someone take Xiaojiu mountain's credit Defecting to Jing's house makes this riot at least a little meaningful. "
"Elder brother is so timid, how can he bear such a deep blood feud?" Mu Qingmei tilted her head: "after Minghong came back, I blamed him for a long time - but later I also understood that the elder brother would rather die than face the suffering of Minghong these years."
Hearing such a gentle statement as "I've been strange to him for a long time", Rongyao's face changed slightly.
He remembered that the medical officer Wen Hong said that Yin Minghong was almost killed three years ago. He had many comminuted fractures all over his body. It took a full week of phototherapy to get out of bed. As for who did it, the medical officer Wen Hong didn't say, but the information was followed by "don't annoy Mu Qingmei".
At this time, Yin Minghong did not throw anything into the fire. Due to the lack of combustibles, the fire slowly decreased, and soon there were only a few small flames left.
"Big brother."
Yin Minghong sat in front of the fire and said softly, "I'm going to make an important decision today."
"It may lead us to destruction, or it may produce miracles."
"Just like when you slapped me, brother, help me make up my mind."
WOW!
The breeze blew, the embers exploded, and the dying fire suddenly burst out a flame more than one meter high, gorgeous and fleeting.
"I see." Yin Minghong stood up, took out a red satin ribbon and wrapped it around his hand: "brother Rong, let's go."
The Obsidian dressed as a rough man bowed and saluted: "wait a long time."
……
……
The meeting place is damenshi street.
Damenshi street is a famous bustling street in the outer city. There are century old clothes shops, xuanzhu old snacks, Dongyang ornaments... There are food, clothing and beauty, and the price is not high. Even ordinary families can bite their teeth to come to damenshi street for "luxury". Many children's childhood dream is to eat and drink in damenshi street.
Yin Yinyin decided to meet in damenshi street. It's very reasonable. There are a lot of people here. You can easily escape even if something happens. However, it's also easy to place spies here in the daytime. Even some shop owners in damenshi Street are white night walkers.
Rongyao followed Yin Minghong ten steps away and pretended to be a coolie looking for a job in damenshi street. He was not conspicuous at all.
After looking at his pocket watch, it was about to arrive at 9 a.m. Yin Minghong came to friends to buy a cup of coconut milk according to Yin Yinyin's instructions.
But three days ago, white night had sent someone to be an apprentice in friends. White night walkers were also watching near friends, which can be called a snare.
Even if a child suddenly sends a message at this time, others will move with Yin Minghong!
Pay, buy a bottle of coconut milk and finish it.
Yin Minghong looked at the empty bottle in front of him and fell into a deep thought.
He was... Released from the plane?
At this time, there was a sudden commotion on the street. After a while, a human rickshaw with an overhead seat was suddenly pulled to the door of friends. The rickshaw was strange, the seats were very wide, and there were three Coachmans.
The coachman with a towel on his left shoulder patted Yin Minghong on the shoulder: "Mr. Yin, do you want to take a bus?"
"I......" Yin Minghong was slightly stunned and immediately understood: "yes."
"Get in the car." the middle coachman said happily, "your friend spent a lot of money for me to pick you up. Don't worry, our Scud team will send you there as soon as possible. You can call us at the car store next time. We are the fastest team in xuanzhu County!"
Left coachman: "fly!"
Middle coachman: "Mao!"
Right coachman: "legs!"
Yin Minghong got in the car, looked at Rongyao behind him and motioned him to follow up.
The speed of manpower rickshaw is just like this. After all, it is pulled by people. Where can it go quickly? Others can easily catch up. Yin Yin Yin's arrangement is meaningless. He made a mistake.
"Hold on, sir!"
Just when Yin Minghong thought so, he suddenly felt a strong feeling of pushing his back and saw the rickshaw take off on the ground!
It's really Scud!
The scenery retreated quickly. Yin Minghong grasped the handrail tightly with both hands. He even felt that if he was a little faster, he might be thrown out - the speed was almost the same as that of a car!?
About four or five minutes later, the rickshaw slowly began to slow down and finally completely stopped at an alley, "here you are, sir!"
Yin Minghong quickly jumped out of the rickshaw and looked at the three Coachmans with some fear: "your car... Really fast."
"Of course, we are a professional team -"
"Fly!"
"Mao“
"Legs!"
Then the coachman said, "as entrusted by your friend, you will know what to do when you drive you here. Then, sir, have a nice trip."
When the rickshaw left, Yin Minghong looked around and scolded in his heart.
He skilfully walked along the alley, turning left and right, and soon came to a lane with few people and two high walls.
you 're right!
It's the lane where they last met!
There is even a red brick in the middle of the roadway!
Yin Minghong picked up the red brick and asked, "Yin Yin Yin Yin?"
A familiar soft male voice came from the wall nearby: "hey? Yin Minghong, you're here? It seems that Scud is really fast..."
Yin Minghong pulled the corners of his mouth: "Mingming will finally meet here. Why do you want me to buy a bottle of coconut milk in damenshi street?"
"Have you ever drunk honey five flower tea?" "Yin Yin Yin" suddenly asked a strange question.
Yin Minghong was stunned: "yes."
"Do you think coconut milk or honey five flower tea is good?"
Yin Minghong thought, "coconut milk."
"Alas, you have bad taste." "Yin Yin Yin sighed:" well, the chat is over. It's been ten days. It's time for the white night headquarters to make a decision on my cooperation proposal? Break up or start over? "
Your statement is strange... Yin Minghong was silent for a moment and said, "no, the white night headquarters didn't make a decision on your suggestion."
"Yin Yin Yin" seemed surprised: "well... Give you more time? Ten days is not enough, how about thirty days?"
"No," said Yin Minghong, carrying his back to the wall, "the headquarters handed over the decision-making power to xuanzhu branch. The branch handed over the decision-making power to me. Now I can directly decide whether to cooperate with you."
"It sounds like dividing the pot, pushing it down layer by layer, and then pushing it to you, a little pawn, so that you can take full responsibility..."
Yin Minghong said in a deep voice, "if I make a mistake, xuanzhu is willing to go to the yellow spring with me in the white night."
The lane quieted down when it was quiet.
After a while, Yin Yin Yin said, "I have said what I should say. I have done what I shouldn't do. Then, please give your answer, White Night Walker."
"Whether it's like-minded or parted ways, I just need one result."
Yin Minghong said, "before that, I want to ask you a question, Yin Yin Yin Yin."
"Excuse me."
Yin Minghong looked at the wall. His sight seemed to penetrate the high wall and saw the figure standing on the other side——
"Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin
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"Sister Qingmei, it's not ancestor worship day today. Why does the second leader suddenly burn paper money?"
Yin Minghong is burning paper money in the courtyard of an obscure mansion in the outer city. The gray paper money danced on the tongue of fire, and the steaming smoke seemed to depict the scene of another world.
Rongyao, dressed as a coolie with a gray head and dirty face, stood by the door and looked curiously at Yin Minghong's behavior. Today, he came on a mission with Yin Minghong. He came early but saw this scene. Naturally, he felt strange - who would burn paper money early in the morning.
"Ming Hong is worshipping our big brother with a different surname." Mu Qingmei sat on the steps at the entrance of the main hall, looked at the burning fire and showed a look of remembrance: "big brother died three years ago. Today is his death day."
"By the way, why are you standing at the door? Come in and have a cup of tea."
Rongyao shook his head and pointed to his dress: "I'm dirty now. It's hard to get in. I'll just stand here."
"Then go take a bath in the back."
"It's a disguise." Rongyao said with a bitter smile, "I'm now a fugitive slave of Jingfu. I may meet people I know when I'm outside, so I have to make it dirty so that they can't see it. In addition, there are quite a lot of people who know me in the outside city."
"Why?" Mu Qingmei asked strangely, "are you a celebrity?"
"I'm not a celebrity, but I used to be responsible for purchasing food materials out of the government, and then..." Rongyao was a little hard to say: "because my parents were born well, my aunts and aunts will treat me especially well when they see me. Many people remember me."
Mu Qingmei was surprised: "really or not, then why don't my aunt give me preferential treatment when I buy vegetables? I'm also good-looking!"
Rongyao cried and laughed: "well... It's the so-called attraction of the opposite sex. Aunts and aunts may prefer good-looking men like me."
"Hey? So you are remembered by many people because you are so handsome?" Mu Qing frowned for a long time and shook her head: "but I think you feel ordinary."
"Sister Qingmei is well-informed. Naturally, she doesn't like my smelly skin bag." Rongyao smiled. He glanced at Yin Minghong and asked, "is sister Qingmei much better than me?"
"Yes!" Mu Qingmei blurted out, but when she noticed Rongyao's smiling eyes, she blushed and explained, "but he is just like this. He is also black, his eyes are scary, and he is loud when eating... At most, he is a little more handsome than you, just a little more than 100 million."
"Really!"
"If you laugh again, compete with me."
Rongyao immediately stopped smiling - Medical Officer Wen Hong told him not to offend Mu Qingmei. The title of Mu Qingmei, the chief combat force of xuanzhu Baiye, is not for nothing. Yin Minghong's many injuries were caused when he "competed" with Mu Qingmei.
Rongyao quickly changed the topic and said, "why is the second leader burning books?"
Yin Minghong was tearing off pages and throwing them into the fire.
"Ah, that's the biography of the God of fire. Brother was a die hard fan of the biography of the God of fire. Before he died, he told us to burn the latest volume of the biography of the God of fire for him every year on his death."
Rongyao nodded and said, "why is the second leader burning battle cards?"
Yin Minghong threw a stack of battle cards into the fire.
"Ah, the eldest brother was one of the ten extraordinary players in the Battle Card hall. Before he died, he told us to burn a set of battle cards for him after the Battle Card version was updated every year."
Rongyao nodded. After a while, he couldn't help but say, "your eldest brother still likes to read yellow picture books!"
Yin Minghong was tearing open a beautiful picture album. Rongyao felt very energetic at a glance. They all wanted to ask where Yin Minghong bought it.
"Ah, although big brother really likes to see it, he thinks that since paper money will become real money, these picture albums may also become real women." Mu Qingmei shrugged: "Brother, he was still a virgin before he died. He felt timid, liked playing cards and reading novels. He must be a childlike ghost down there, so before he died, he told us to burn a beautiful picture album for him every year - but if this was really useful, he had no time to do anything else down there except making ghosts with hundreds of beautiful women."
Rongyao finally couldn't help it: "your eldest brother told too much before he died!"
"Yes, after all, the eldest brother was killed by Ming Hong himself."
There was a gust of wind in the yard, and the flame suddenly became vigorous and danced wildly, swallowing the paper ashes. Rongyao looked over and found that Yin Minghong had been calmly looking at the flame. His appearance became a little distorted in the transpiration of the flame, like a ghost and forgetful.
"You didn't continue to ask." Mu Qingmei supported her chin with both hands: "do you know about xiaojiushan, too?"
"I heard about it three years ago when I was in Jingfu, and doctor Wenhong told me something." Rongyao thought about his words: "so, your big brother... Is the water boat that led the workers' riot in xiaojiushan?"
"Well, big brother, Ming Hong, I, the three of us grew up together, studied together, practiced martial arts together, and joined the white night together."
"The story of xiaojiushan caused a great shock in xuanzhu county. After all, too many people died." Rongyao said: "it is said that shuixingzhou is a hero who has little righteousness, is not afraid of power and resists tyranny..."
Mu Qingmei chuckled, "brother must have died. I didn't expect that his reputation after death was so much better than when he was alive - he was a famous counsellor in those days. Sometimes he cried on the spot even though he couldn't play cards. He was bullied several times. Ming Hong and I went to help him find a place."
"Don't look at my big brother now. That's what we use to laugh at him - he's not as good as us except when he's old. When he studies, he slips away, reads novels, practices martial arts and runs out to play cards. No one can fight. In many cases, he's the big brother who needs our care."
"But he loves you very much," Rongyao said.
Mu Qingmei was silent for a long time before she said slowly: "I wasn't in Xiaojiu mountain at that time, and Ming Hong didn't say much, but I can also imagine what happened - they killed the elders of the Jing family. At that time, the Jing family had found Heyang army and decided to bloody suppress the miners in Xiaojiu mountain. Surrender was just a long torture. They couldn't even escape. The only way is to let someone take Xiaojiu mountain's credit Defecting to Jing's house makes this riot at least a little meaningful. "
"Elder brother is so timid, how can he bear such a deep blood feud?" Mu Qingmei tilted her head: "after Minghong came back, I blamed him for a long time - but later I also understood that the elder brother would rather die than face the suffering of Minghong these years."
Hearing such a gentle statement as "I've been strange to him for a long time", Rongyao's face changed slightly.
He remembered that the medical officer Wen Hong said that Yin Minghong was almost killed three years ago. He had many comminuted fractures all over his body. It took a full week of phototherapy to get out of bed. As for who did it, the medical officer Wen Hong didn't say, but the information was followed by "don't annoy Mu Qingmei".
At this time, Yin Minghong did not throw anything into the fire. Due to the lack of combustibles, the fire slowly decreased, and soon there were only a few small flames left.
"Big brother."
Yin Minghong sat in front of the fire and said softly, "I'm going to make an important decision today."
"It may lead us to destruction, or it may produce miracles."
"Just like when you slapped me, brother, help me make up my mind."
WOW!
The breeze blew, the embers exploded, and the dying fire suddenly burst out a flame more than one meter high, gorgeous and fleeting.
"I see." Yin Minghong stood up, took out a red satin ribbon and wrapped it around his hand: "brother Rong, let's go."
The Obsidian dressed as a rough man bowed and saluted: "wait a long time."
……
……
The meeting place is damenshi street.
Damenshi street is a famous bustling street in the outer city. There are century old clothes shops, xuanzhu old snacks, Dongyang ornaments... There are food, clothing and beauty, and the price is not high. Even ordinary families can bite their teeth to come to damenshi street for "luxury". Many children's childhood dream is to eat and drink in damenshi street.
Yin Yinyin decided to meet in damenshi street. It's very reasonable. There are a lot of people here. You can easily escape even if something happens. However, it's also easy to place spies here in the daytime. Even some shop owners in damenshi Street are white night walkers.
Rongyao followed Yin Minghong ten steps away and pretended to be a coolie looking for a job in damenshi street. He was not conspicuous at all.
After looking at his pocket watch, it was about to arrive at 9 a.m. Yin Minghong came to friends to buy a cup of coconut milk according to Yin Yinyin's instructions.
But three days ago, white night had sent someone to be an apprentice in friends. White night walkers were also watching near friends, which can be called a snare.
Even if a child suddenly sends a message at this time, others will move with Yin Minghong!
Pay, buy a bottle of coconut milk and finish it.
Yin Minghong looked at the empty bottle in front of him and fell into a deep thought.
He was... Released from the plane?
At this time, there was a sudden commotion on the street. After a while, a human rickshaw with an overhead seat was suddenly pulled to the door of friends. The rickshaw was strange, the seats were very wide, and there were three Coachmans.
The coachman with a towel on his left shoulder patted Yin Minghong on the shoulder: "Mr. Yin, do you want to take a bus?"
"I......" Yin Minghong was slightly stunned and immediately understood: "yes."
"Get in the car." the middle coachman said happily, "your friend spent a lot of money for me to pick you up. Don't worry, our Scud team will send you there as soon as possible. You can call us at the car store next time. We are the fastest team in xuanzhu County!"
Left coachman: "fly!"
Middle coachman: "Mao!"
Right coachman: "legs!"
Yin Minghong got in the car, looked at Rongyao behind him and motioned him to follow up.
The speed of manpower rickshaw is just like this. After all, it is pulled by people. Where can it go quickly? Others can easily catch up. Yin Yin Yin's arrangement is meaningless. He made a mistake.
"Hold on, sir!"
Just when Yin Minghong thought so, he suddenly felt a strong feeling of pushing his back and saw the rickshaw take off on the ground!
It's really Scud!
The scenery retreated quickly. Yin Minghong grasped the handrail tightly with both hands. He even felt that if he was a little faster, he might be thrown out - the speed was almost the same as that of a car!?
About four or five minutes later, the rickshaw slowly began to slow down and finally completely stopped at an alley, "here you are, sir!"
Yin Minghong quickly jumped out of the rickshaw and looked at the three Coachmans with some fear: "your car... Really fast."
"Of course, we are a professional team -"
"Fly!"
"Mao“
"Legs!"
Then the coachman said, "as entrusted by your friend, you will know what to do when you drive you here. Then, sir, have a nice trip."
When the rickshaw left, Yin Minghong looked around and scolded in his heart.
He skilfully walked along the alley, turning left and right, and soon came to a lane with few people and two high walls.
you 're right!
It's the lane where they last met!
There is even a red brick in the middle of the roadway!
Yin Minghong picked up the red brick and asked, "Yin Yin Yin Yin?"
A familiar soft male voice came from the wall nearby: "hey? Yin Minghong, you're here? It seems that Scud is really fast..."
Yin Minghong pulled the corners of his mouth: "Mingming will finally meet here. Why do you want me to buy a bottle of coconut milk in damenshi street?"
"Have you ever drunk honey five flower tea?" "Yin Yin Yin" suddenly asked a strange question.
Yin Minghong was stunned: "yes."
"Do you think coconut milk or honey five flower tea is good?"
Yin Minghong thought, "coconut milk."
"Alas, you have bad taste." "Yin Yin Yin sighed:" well, the chat is over. It's been ten days. It's time for the white night headquarters to make a decision on my cooperation proposal? Break up or start over? "
Your statement is strange... Yin Minghong was silent for a moment and said, "no, the white night headquarters didn't make a decision on your suggestion."
"Yin Yin Yin" seemed surprised: "well... Give you more time? Ten days is not enough, how about thirty days?"
"No," said Yin Minghong, carrying his back to the wall, "the headquarters handed over the decision-making power to xuanzhu branch. The branch handed over the decision-making power to me. Now I can directly decide whether to cooperate with you."
"It sounds like dividing the pot, pushing it down layer by layer, and then pushing it to you, a little pawn, so that you can take full responsibility..."
Yin Minghong said in a deep voice, "if I make a mistake, xuanzhu is willing to go to the yellow spring with me in the white night."
The lane quieted down when it was quiet.
After a while, Yin Yin Yin said, "I have said what I should say. I have done what I shouldn't do. Then, please give your answer, White Night Walker."
"Whether it's like-minded or parted ways, I just need one result."
Yin Minghong said, "before that, I want to ask you a question, Yin Yin Yin Yin."
"Excuse me."
Yin Minghong looked at the wall. His sight seemed to penetrate the high wall and saw the figure standing on the other side——
"Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin
"Sister Qingmei, it's not ancestor worship day today. Why does the second leader suddenly burn paper money?"Yin Minghong is burning paper money in the courtyard of an obscure mansion in the outer city. The gray paper money danced on the tongue of fire, and the steaming smoke seemed to depict the scene of another world.Rongyao, dressed as a coolie with a gray head and dirty face, stood by the door and looked curiously at Yin Minghong's behavior. Today, he came on a mission with Yin Minghong. He came early but saw this scene. Naturally, he felt strange - who would burn paper money early in the morning."Ming Hong is worshipping our big brother with a different surname." Mu Qingmei sat on the steps at the entrance of the main hall, looked at the burning fire and showed a look of remembrance: "big brother died three years ago. Today is his death day.""By the way, why are you standing at the door? Come in and have a cup of tea."Rongyao shook his head and pointed to his dress: "I'm dirty now. It's hard to get in. I'll just stand here.""Then go take a bath in the back.""It's a disguise." Rongyao said with a bitter smile, "I'm now a fugitive slave of Jingfu. I may meet people I know when I'm outside, so I have to make it dirty so that they can't see it. In addition, there are quite a lot of people who know me in the outside city.""Why?" Mu Qingmei asked strangely, "are you a celebrity?""I'm not a celebrity, but I used to be responsible for purchasing food materials out of the government, and then..." Rongyao was a little hard to say: "because my parents were born well, my aunts and aunts will treat me especially well when they see me. Many people remember me."Mu Qingmei was surprised: "really or not, then why don't my aunt give me preferential treatment when I buy vegetables? I'm also good-looking!"Rongyao cried and laughed: "well... It's the so-called attraction of the opposite sex. Aunts and aunts may prefer good-looking men like me.""Hey? So you are remembered by many people because you are so handsome?" Mu Qing frowned for a long time and shook her head: "but I think you feel ordinary.""Sister Qingmei is well-informed. Naturally, she doesn't like my smelly skin bag." Rongyao smiled. He glanced at Yin Minghong and asked, "is sister Qingmei much better than me?""Yes!" Mu Qingmei blurted out, but when she noticed Rongyao's smiling eyes, she blushed and explained, "but he is just like this. He is also black, his eyes are scary, and he is loud when eating... At most, he is a little more handsome than you, just a little more than 100 million.""Really!""If you laugh again, compete with me."Rongyao immediately stopped smiling - Medical Officer Wen Hong told him not to offend Mu Qingmei. The title of Mu Qingmei, the chief combat force of xuanzhu Baiye, is not for nothing. Yin Minghong's many injuries were caused when he "competed" with Mu Qingmei.Rongyao quickly changed the topic and said, "why is the second leader burning books?"Yin Minghong was tearing off pages and throwing them into the fire."Ah, that's the biography of the God of fire. Brother was a die hard fan of the biography of the God of fire. Before he died, he told us to burn the latest volume of the biography of the God of fire for him every year on his death."Rongyao nodded and said, "why is the second leader burning battle cards?"Yin Minghong threw a stack of battle cards into the fire."Ah, the eldest brother was one of the ten extraordinary players in the Battle Card hall. Before he died, he told us to burn a set of battle cards for him after the Battle Card version was updated every year."Rongyao nodded. After a while, he couldn't help but say, "your eldest brother still likes to read yellow picture books!"Yin Minghong was tearing open a beautiful picture album. Rongyao felt very energetic at a glance. They all wanted to ask where Yin Minghong bought it."Ah, although big brother really likes to see it, he thinks that since paper money will become real money, these picture albums may also become real women." Mu Qingmei shrugged: "Brother, he was still a virgin before he died. He felt timid, liked playing cards and reading novels. He must be a childlike ghost down there, so before he died, he told us to burn a beautiful picture album for him every year - but if this was really useful, he had no time to do anything else down there except making ghosts with hundreds of beautiful women."Rongyao finally couldn't help it: "your eldest brother told too much before he died!""Yes, after all, the eldest brother was killed by Ming Hong himself."There was a gust of wind in the yard, and the flame suddenly became vigorous and danced wildly, swallowing the paper ashes. Rongyao looked over and found that Yin Minghong had been calmly looking at the flame. His appearance became a little distorted in the transpiration of the flame, like a ghost and forgetful."You didn't continue to ask." Mu Qingmei supported her chin with both hands: "do you know about xiaojiushan, too?""I heard about it three years ago when I was in Jingfu, and doctor Wenhong told me something." Rongyao thought about his words: "so, your big brother... Is the water boat that led the workers' riot in xiaojiushan?""Well, big brother, Ming Hong, I, the three of us grew up together, studied together, practiced martial arts together, and joined the white night together.""The story of xiaojiushan caused a great shock in xuanzhu county. After all, too many people died." Rongyao said: "it is said that shuixingzhou is a hero who has little righteousness, is not afraid of power and resists tyranny..."Mu Qingmei chuckled, "brother must have died. I didn't expect that his reputation after death was so much better than when he was alive - he was a famous counsellor in those days. Sometimes he cried on the spot even though he couldn't play cards. He was bullied several times. Ming Hong and I went to help him find a place.""Don't look at my big brother now. That's what we use to laugh at him - he's not as good as us except when he's old. When he studies, he slips away, reads novels, practices martial arts and runs out to play cards. No one can fight. In many cases, he's the big brother who needs our care.""But he loves you very much," Rongyao said.Mu Qingmei was silent for a long time before she said slowly: "I wasn't in Xiaojiu mountain at that time, and Ming Hong didn't say much, but I can also imagine what happened - they killed the elders of the Jing family. At that time, the Jing family had found Heyang army and decided to bloody suppress the miners in Xiaojiu mountain. Surrender was just a long torture. They couldn't even escape. The only way is to let someone take Xiaojiu mountain's credit Defecting to Jing's house makes this riot at least a little meaningful. ""Elder brother is so timid, how can he bear such a deep blood feud?" Mu Qingmei tilted her head: "after Minghong came back, I blamed him for a long time - but later I also understood that the elder brother would rather die than face the suffering of Minghong these years."Hearing such a gentle statement as "I've been strange to him for a long time", Rongyao's face changed slightly.He remembered that the medical officer Wen Hong said that Yin Minghong was almost killed three years ago. He had many comminuted fractures all over his body. It took a full week of phototherapy to get out of bed. As for who did it, the medical officer Wen Hong didn't say, but the information was followed by "don't annoy Mu Qingmei".At this time, Yin Minghong did not throw anything into the fire. Due to the lack of combustibles, the fire slowly decreased, and soon there were only a few small flames left."Big brother."Yin Minghong sat in front of the fire and said softly, "I'm going to make an important decision today.""It may lead us to destruction, or it may produce miracles.""Just like when you slapped me, brother, help me make up my mind."WOW!The breeze blew, the embers exploded, and the dying fire suddenly burst out a flame more than one meter high, gorgeous and fleeting."I see." Yin Minghong stood up, took out a red satin ribbon and wrapped it around his hand: "brother Rong, let's go."The Obsidian dressed as a rough man bowed and saluted: "wait a long time."The meeting place is damenshi street.Damenshi street is a famous bustling street in the outer city. There are century old clothes shops, xuanzhu old snacks, Dongyang ornaments... There are food, clothing and beauty, and the price is not high. Even ordinary families can bite their teeth to come to damenshi street for "luxury". Many children's childhood dream is to eat and drink in damenshi street.Yin Yinyin decided to meet in damenshi street. It's very reasonable. There are a lot of people here. You can easily escape even if something happens. However, it's also easy to place spies here in the daytime. Even some shop owners in damenshi Street are white night walkers.Rongyao followed Yin Minghong ten steps away and pretended to be a coolie looking for a job in damenshi street. He was not conspicuous at all.After looking at his pocket watch, it was about to arrive at 9 a.m. Yin Minghong came to friends to buy a cup of coconut milk according to Yin Yinyin's instructions.But three days ago, white night had sent someone to be an apprentice in friends. White night walkers were also watching near friends, which can be called a snare.Even if a child suddenly sends a message at this time, others will move with Yin Minghong!Pay, buy a bottle of coconut milk and finish it.Yin Minghong looked at the empty bottle in front of him and fell into a deep thought.He was... Released from the plane?At this time, there was a sudden commotion on the street. After a while, a human rickshaw with an overhead seat was suddenly pulled to the door of friends. The rickshaw was strange, the seats were very wide, and there were three Coachmans.The coachman with a towel on his left shoulder patted Yin Minghong on the shoulder: "Mr. Yin, do you want to take a bus?""I......" Yin Minghong was slightly stunned and immediately understood: "yes.""Get in the car." the middle coachman said happily, "your friend spent a lot of money for me to pick you up. Don't worry, our Scud team will send you there as soon as possible. You can call us at the car store next time. We are the fastest team in xuanzhu County!"Left coachman: "fly!"Middle coachman: "Mao!"Right coachman: "legs!"Yin Minghong got in the car, looked at Rongyao behind him and motioned him to follow up.The speed of manpower rickshaw is just like this. After all, it is pulled by people. Where can it go quickly? Others can easily catch up. Yin Yin Yin's arrangement is meaningless. He made a mistake."Hold on, sir!"Just when Yin Minghong thought so, he suddenly felt a strong feeling of pushing his back and saw the rickshaw take off on the ground!It's really Scud!The scenery retreated quickly. Yin Minghong grasped the handrail tightly with both hands. He even felt that if he was a little faster, he might be thrown out - the speed was almost the same as that of a car!?About four or five minutes later, the rickshaw slowly began to slow down and finally completely stopped at an alley, "here you are, sir!"Yin Minghong quickly jumped out of the rickshaw and looked at the three Coachmans with some fear: "your car... Really fast.""Of course, we are a professional team -""Fly!""Mao"Legs!"Then the coachman said, "as entrusted by your friend, you will know what to do when you drive you here. Then, sir, have a nice trip."When the rickshaw left, Yin Minghong looked around and scolded in his heart.He skilfully walked along the alley, turning left and right, and soon came to a lane with few people and two high walls.you 're right!It's the lane where they last met!There is even a red brick in the middle of the roadway!Yin Minghong picked up the red brick and asked, "Yin Yin Yin Yin?"A familiar soft male voice came from the wall nearby: "hey? Yin Minghong, you're here? It seems that Scud is really fast..."Yin Minghong pulled the corners of his mouth: "Mingming will finally meet here. Why do you want me to buy a bottle of coconut milk in damenshi street?""Have you ever drunk honey five flower tea?" "Yin Yin Yin" suddenly asked a strange question.Yin Minghong was stunned: "yes.""Do you think coconut milk or honey five flower tea is good?"Yin Minghong thought, "coconut milk.""Alas, you have bad taste." "Yin Yin Yin sighed:" well, the chat is over. It's been ten days. It's time for the white night headquarters to make a decision on my cooperation proposal? Break up or start over? "Your statement is strange... Yin Minghong was silent for a moment and said, "no, the white night headquarters didn't make a decision on your suggestion.""Yin Yin Yin" seemed surprised: "well... Give you more time? Ten days is not enough, how about thirty days?""No," said Yin Minghong, carrying his back to the wall, "the headquarters handed over the decision-making power to xuanzhu branch. The branch handed over the decision-making power to me. Now I can directly decide whether to cooperate with you.""It sounds like dividing the pot, pushing it down layer by layer, and then pushing it to you, a little pawn, so that you can take full responsibility..."Yin Minghong said in a deep voice, "if I make a mistake, xuanzhu is willing to go to the yellow spring with me in the white night."The lane quieted down when it was quiet.After a while, Yin Yin Yin said, "I have said what I should say. I have done what I shouldn't do. Then, please give your answer, White Night Walker.""Whether it's like-minded or parted ways, I just need one result."Yin Minghong said, "before that, I want to ask you a question, Yin Yin Yin Yin.""Excuse me."Yin Minghong looked at the wall. 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