Jun Jiuling

However, there are different townships in three miles, and different customs in five miles.

There are many strange things in this world.

Lei Zhonglian put away her surprised eyes and only focused on Miss Jun.

Miss Jun being carried on his back by this man meant that she could no longer walk by herself.

It was hurt on the mountain.

"Young Mistress." He shouted, and was about to take it quickly.

"Is that your family?" The man asked again.

"Yes, this is my family," Miss Jun said.

Hearing Miss Jun's confirmation, Lei Zhonglian walked faster, but the man raised his hand at him.

"Wait a minute." He has sharp eyebrows and eyes, "Pay the money with one hand and the person with the other hand."

This time he still had the branch in his mouth, but his words were much clearer than before.

What?

Lei Zhonglian and Fang Chengyu's expressions also changed slightly.

Is this a kidnapper or a bandit?

"It's okay." Miss Jun saw their shock and smiled, "I hurt my foot on the mountain, and this woodcutter brought me back. I promise to give him ten taels of silver as a reward."

That's right.

Is it a woodcutter?

Fang Chengyu and Lei Zhonglian's eyes fell on this man again.

There are ropes, axes, and wild rabbits.

"What are you looking at?" The man said impatiently, "You have to pay for it if you look at it again."

What is this called. . .

Lei Zhonglian looked slightly embarrassed.

"Uncle Lei, give him the money." Fang Chengyu said, saluting the man with a smile, "Thank you uncle for your help."

The man looked at Fang Chengyu, raised his eyebrows, and then looked at Lei Zhonglian.

"You kid has bad legs, and your eyes aren't good either?" he said, stretching out his hand to brush in front of him, and pointing at Lei Zhonglian, "How do you see that I'm so handsome and young, and I'm so young that I don't like this girl?" Are uncles of the same age standing together?"

Lei Zhonglian looked at the young man in front of her with a completely embarrassed expression.

There is nothing wrong with this mountain man's mind, right? he thought.

Although I have read many books, and there are thousands of people written in the books, it is still shocking to see them in real life.

Sure enough, it's only a matter of paper, Fang Chengyu thought.

And the young man didn't look at him again, but turned to look at Miss Jun behind him with displeasure.

Because of his sudden release of one hand, Miss Jun slipped and slid against his back again, with one arm wrapped around his neck.

"Can you stop taking advantage of me?" He said, "If you are like this, I have to pay more."

Miss Jun sighed inwardly, raised her hand hooking his neck, pushed it against his shoulder, and he fell to the ground in a snap.

Fang Chengyu couldn't help but blurted out Uncle Thunder.

Lei Zhonglian stepped forward and was about to rush over.

The man took out the axe, held a flower in his hand, and placed it on Miss Jun's shoulder.

Fang Chengyu sat up straight, Lei Zhonglian froze and clenched the wooden stick in his hand.

"What do you want to do?" Lei Zhonglian shouted in a low voice, "Try to touch our lady."

A trace of anxiety flashed in Fang Chengyu's eyes.

Just as he was about to speak, the man had already smiled, because his teeth were biting the branches, and this smile was very weird.

"What's wrong with touching her?" he said, flipping the ax in his hand.

Fang admitted that Yu was holding on to the crutches, and Lei Zhonglian felt a buzzing in his head, and could hear the sound of his joints and muscles tensing.

No blood was spattered on the spot.

The man turned up the ax and poked Miss Jun's forehead with the back of his hand.

"I touched her, what can you do?" He looked at Lei Zhonglian and asked seriously.

Lei Zhonglian didn't know what expression to respond to.

The man spit out the branch in his mouth, and the corner of his mouth curved into a smile.

"You little cripples who haven't grown hair yet, a cripple who has learned to use two guns but has a weak right hand, where on earth do you have the courage to be so rude in front of me?" He said slowly.

His voice is clear and clear, like a mountain spring when he is high-pitched or speaking fast, which makes people feel happy, and because of this joy, he is a little unstable.

But at this time, he slowed down his voice and added a bit of gloom, and the murderous aura immediately dissipated.

Lei Zhonglian shivered, fear appeared in his eyes.

It wasn't that he was frightened by his gloomy tone, but that he pointed out his wealth and ability at a glance.

From the moment the man appeared to when he said this, in such a short moment, he only took a few steps to hold the wooden stick, and he saw through everything.

This feeling is really creepy.

Could it be that he is someone who knows his own details?

"Okay." Miss Jun's soft voice broke the stagnant atmosphere, "Uncle Lei, give this elder brother the money."

Fang Chengyu also saluted gently.

"Brother, I was wrong. I shouldn't judge people by clothes. When I saw your simple and low-key clothes, I treated you as an elder." .”

Lei Zhonglian walked stiffly and stood in front of the man step by step, and took out the purse.

The man reached for it, put the ax under his arm, poured out a handful of broken silver, and weighed it.

"Brother, take it all, it will make you tired and frightened." Fang Chengyu said.

The man scoffed.

"Who do you think I am? Am I a robber and a rascal?" He said, earnestly picked out ten taels of silver, put the rest back and threw it to Lei Zhonglian, "As much as you say, it's as much as it is, and the old man has nothing to do with it." bully."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

Lei Zhonglian walked away without any pretense, and Lei Zhonglian relaxed a little, but Miss Jun called out to stop him.

"Young master," she said.

The man stopped and turned his head.

"Aren't you really going to think about what I said?" Miss Jun said, looking at his chest, where the Ziying fairy plant was stuffed in his arms, "I can give you whatever price you want .”

She pointed to Lei Zhonglian and Fang Chengyu.

"As you said, we are a weak woman, one with a disease and one with a disability. If we can walk like this, we must have the capital to walk, and we can afford any price you want."

At any price, that's a lot of promise.

Regarding Miss Jun's words, Fang Chengyu's expression was calm, without the slightest doubt, and Lei Zhonglian's expression was blank, let alone caring.

The man smiled.

"Little girl, there are some things that money can't buy." He said, "Don't think I'm bullying you, you have to be reasonable, that is destined not to belong to you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Miss Jun to speak again, she walked away and quickly disappeared into the forest.

Looking at his back, Miss Jun's eyes were full of sadness.

That's right, otherwise she would have fallen to her death under the cliff just now holding this Ziying fairy plant.

Now that the Ziying fairy plant is gone, her life is saved.

This is fate, don't force it all the time.

It's like the five thousand taels of silver lost at the Lantern Festival.

If it's gone, it's gone. Miss Jun stretched out her hand to support the ground.

And Lei Zhonglian confirmed that the man was indeed gone before she put down her guard. She felt a layer of sweat on her back and hurried forward to support Miss Jun.

"How are you?" Fang Chengyu asked, looking at Miss Jun who was sitting over.

"I'm fine, I'm hurt." Miss Jun said, lifting up her dress and taking off her shoes and socks.

Lei Zhonglian hurriedly avoided and lowered her gaze, and obeyed Miss Jun's order to fetch water and medicinal materials from the car.

When he brought it over, Miss Jun handed him the medicine that Fang Chengyu needed that she had collected and asked him to cook it.

Fang Chengyu watched Miss Jun bandage the wound.

A cut was made on Miss Jun's exposed ankle, which was covered with flesh and blood.

"Does it hurt?" Fang Chengyu said.

This sounds like nonsense, but sometimes people always have to say things they already know, as if this can relieve the pain of the other party, so that they can feel the pain for the other party.

"If only it hurt my foot," he said.

Miss Jun washed and wiped the wound and looked at him with a smile.

"Does the word on your foot stop hurting?" she asked.

Fang Chengyu looked at her.

"I'm used to the pain, it doesn't matter if it hurts one more time," he said.