Chapter 4 Scheme

The flowing water in front of the pavilion is flowing and willows are swaying, which gives this courtyard located on the border some scenery of the south of the Yangtze River.

Su Daji changed into a white silk robe and knelt on a light green mat, holding a wide and long sleeves in his left hand, holding a pot in his right hand, and slowly pouring tea. His elegant temperament seemed to have changed his personality from last night's sexy mat.

The tea cup made of celadon is crystal clear and pure, like a carved ice jade. The tea leaves in the cup are shaped like melon seeds, and the emerald green color seems to have just been picked from the branches.

Boiling water is brewed into the cup, and the misty mist evaporates, and the fragrance is everywhere.

Su Daji put the pot on the red mud stove at hand, took a sip of it with a cup, and slowly savored it on the tip of his tongue.

For some reason, Ning Yu did not tell Su Daji that he bought Ajiman and tried to escape, which made Cheng Zongyang less worried.

He ran around all morning, and now he smelled the fragrance of tea and couldn't help feeling dry mouth.

But now he is a slave in the mall, so he can only act honestly and stand beside him with his hands hanging down.

After drinking a cup of tea, Su Daji seemed to be very satisfied with Cheng Zongyang's honest appearance. Yanran smiled and said: This is my new Qishan Yunwu Tea, Xiang Ke'er, I would like to give him a cup.

The maid agreed and brewed a cup of tea for Cheng Zongyang.

Although Cheng Zongyang was thirsty, he couldn't drink it even with the cup of hot tea.

Seeing this, Su Daji smiled and said, "I forgot my daughter's body, so let Xiangko'er get you a cup of sour plum soup."

The maid poured a cup of sour plum soup and gave it to Cheng Zongyang with both hands.The sour plum soup has been stirred in the well, it is cool and sour and sweet, and the taste is similar to that of a juice drink. After drinking it in one sip, it will immediately bring saliva to your mouth.

Cheng Zongyang was originally worried, afraid that the witch would suffer losses and then take revenge on him. Unexpectedly, she smiled quietly and had a gentle and gentle face, and couldn't help but worry about it.

Su Daji looked at him with a smile, and told Xiangko'er to pour another cup for him, then picked up the slender silver soup with his own hands, took some ice from a pottery jar, and put it into the soup.

This time the taste was even better. After drinking a cup of cold sour plum soup, the sweat disappeared without a trace.

Cheng Zongyang put down the porcelain cup and exclaimed: I didn’t expect that in such hot weather, the lady still has ice hidden. It’s really rare.

Su Daji smiled and said: There is nothing wrong with it.Ice Gu can only survive in ice, and once the ice melts, it will turn into water.Look, I have put a lot of effort into raising these ice pots.

As he said that, Su Daji took a spoonful of crushed ice with silver soup and handed it to Cheng Zongyang.

In the sun, there is a small insect in every crystal clear ice crystal. The transparent insect body seems to be melting with the ice. If you don’t watch carefully, you can’t see that there is a mystery hidden in these ordinary ice cubes.

Cheng Zongyang's cheek twitched for a moment, and he knew that the witch was not kind, but he never expected that she would slap a gull in the ice.

Although I don’t know what ice Gu is, there is no good thing as long as I have the word Gu.

I was so sad that I was so lucky that I would get up again.

Su Daji smiled and said: Ice Gu is the most heat-resistant, and the ice cubes that have lost their subsistence will swim around.The ice Gu is biting cold when swimming, and it will freeze the heart and brain if you are not careful...

She said that and bounced her fingers.A chill immediately surged from Cheng Zongyang's arm to his fingertips, his fingers became stiff like ice, and the luster of ice appeared on his skin.

Su Daji stretched out her hand and stroked Cheng Zongyang's frozen fingers returned to their original state. She smiled charmingly and said softly: Some of them frozen their penis, and they became shattered with a light knock.

Thinking of that tragic situation, Cheng Zongyang immediately shivered, feeling heavy in his abdomen as if a large ice mass could swim.

Cheng Zongyang said sternly: I was born in the mall!Death is the ghost of the store!What does the wife have to ask for? Even if the slave tries his life, he will definitely complete it for the wife!

Su Daji smiled and said: So obedient.

He ignored his big words and ordered: Ningyu, take him to the quarry to select some slaves.You go to inform Qi Yuan and ask him to pick up some guards in the mall, prepare cars, horses, money and silk, and prepare them within two days, and go to the south wasteland together.

etc!

Cheng Zongyang hurriedly said: Madam, did you remove the ice Gu for me first?If I was frozen into ice on the way, it would be no big deal if I died, and I was afraid of losing my wife's big deal.

Who made you accidentally dare to eat ice Gu?

Su Daji smiled and comforted: But don’t worry, these ice pots have been added to them, and they will not happen within a moment or three moments. As long as you do things with peace of mind, it will not be too late to pay attention to them when you come back from the Southern Wilderness.Okay, kowtow to thank the rewards, and go and do things.

This time I was riding in a carriage from the mall. The words "Baihu" on the curtain reminded Cheng Zongyang of the slave sign in his neck.

My plan to escape has been completely ruined now. There is no need for anyone to guard it. As long as the ice Gu in my stomach is not removed for a day, I will not be able to escape from the palm of the witch's hand.

Thinking of Su Daji's erotic appearance, Cheng Zongyang was so angry that his teeth itched.

When he was fucked by a massage stick, the witch was obedient and obedient. She turned her face and put on a gull for herself, putting on the face of Wanniang, and treating him as a slave.

If she had known this, she wouldn't pull out the massage stick, so that she wouldn't have the time to plot against herself.

Cheng Zongyang looked around and saw no shadow of Ning Yu.

This ice beauty always seems to have a way to hide her traces.

Last night's experience made Cheng Zongyang meet another Ning Yu, a woman immersed in lustful joy.

He speculated himself that even if there was the aphrodisiac effect of ecstasy, Ning Yu should not be so estrus.

She had at least three orgasms before she ejaculated.

Thinking of Ningyu's wet and mushy vagina, Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but feel moved.

Her physical reaction was much more enthusiastic than she could imagine. Judging from her movements, she must have had a lot of experience in sexual intercourse.

Fortunately, she pretended to be indifferent, but it was much easier to get started than Yueshuang.

Cheng Zongyang secretly guessed that he didn't know if she would have an impression of her experience in the cave last night, and whether he knew that he had taken advantage of her.

If she could be taken over, she wouldn't be too lonely to go to Nanhuang....

Thinking of this, Cheng Zongyang felt a little ridiculous. Since when did he start thinking about accepting women?

Based on your current situation, these distracting thoughts are very dangerous.

The quarry in Baihu Shopping Mall occupied an entire valley, and slaves in kudzu clothes were scattered among the mountains, with hammers knocking sounds endlessly.

Ningyu did not show up, so she went to the quarry to explain her wife's instructions. As soon as Cheng Zongyang arrived, the deacon of the quarry, a strong man dressed in a housekeeper, came up and led him to select the slaves in the yard.

The slaves here are divided into two categories. Most of the slaves who swung the hammer were tall and strong. In order to prevent them from escaping and resisting, many people carried heavy chains on their hands and feet.

In contrast, the slaves holding the chisel were much thinner. They squatted on the stones to be mined, holding the iron chisel with one hand. The strong man who swung the hammer and smashed it down with a hammer. The iron chisel had a loud bang, splashing sparks.

As the hammer hit, stone chips flew everywhere, and the cracks in the rock became bigger and bigger. A slave holding the drill could not dodge and was scratched by the flying gravel, and a bloody scar suddenly appeared on his face.

The most tiring thing about mining rocks is to swing the hammer. The hammer with a weight of nearly thirty kilograms has to be swung thousands of times a day. If the body is a little weaker, it will be difficult to support it.

The most dangerous thing is to hold the spindle.

If the hammer hits thousands of times, once the landing point is incorrect, it will hit the hand of the person holding the drill. At the very least, the fingers will be broken, and at the worst, the entire palm will be flattened by the hammer.

Cheng Zongyang looked at it and checked several injured and weak slaves to take it.The deacon was surprised, but it was also a burden to stay in the quarry. Some people were willing to do so, but it was best if they wanted to do so. There was nothing wrong with it at the moment.Cheng Zongyang picked one, and he called one, but in just a moment he picked more than a dozen slaves.Huh?

Cheng Zongyang looked around and saw a tall man squatting on the rock, holding a drill with both hands. His hands and feet were covered with heavy iron shackles, and his body was covered with thick layer of stone powder. His eyes were blind. Who else could it be if he was not Ge Long?

The deacon said: This guy was originally a guard at the mall, but he was stolen by his wife and sent here to collect quarrels.

As he said, "I'm going to be killed!"

In just one night, the lively man seemed to have been drained of all his energy. As the hammer hit, his palm holding the iron chisel kept trembling.

Such an ending is a bit easier than killing him with one knife. Cheng Zongyang finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said: No need to pick it anymore, it's almost done with these.

The deacon picked up the whip, whipped it in the air, and shouted: You guys!Come here!

The slaves came over anxiously and stood in a row in front of Cheng Zongyang.

Cheng Zongyang was kind-hearted and wanted to take this opportunity to get them out of the sea of ​​suffering.

But when they were about to go to the Southern Wilderness, a few older slaves showed fear. It seemed that the Southern Wilderness was even more terrifying than this quarry where people would break their arms at any time.

Cheng Zongyang whispered: What?Don’t they want to go to the Southern Wilderness?

Without saying a word, the deacon swung his whip and whipped it one by one, beating the slaves around the ground, and then smiled and said: You ask.

Cheng Zongyang smiled bitterly and said: No need to ask.

The deacon was not polite and said rudely: The mall is going to send someone to the Southern Wilderness to pick you dead slaves who have been killed. Do you understand?

As expected, the slaves all lit their heads very quickly.

The deacon put away his whip with satisfaction and said to Cheng Zongyang: There are thirteen in total. When you go outside, you press your handprints and let them follow you.

The yard where the deacon lives is at the foot of the mountain. Outside is a bare stone mountain. The scorching sun almost melts the iron chisel, but here is a thick shade, and the mountain wind blows cool.

As soon as he entered the yard, Cheng Zongyang instinctively took a step back.

A burly man was entrenched in the courtyard. He was burly, with long and strong limbs, two thick eyebrows like paint, a huge head, and a thick neck, like a majestic tiger. His forehead and cheeks were faintly visible. He had a tiger's skin markings on his forehead, and his trunk clothes were opened, revealing his chest with thick black and yellow chest hair.

That appearance reminded Cheng Zongyang of the beast barbarian encountered on the grassland. This man was slightly more conspicuous than the beast barbarian with a mane head and fangs, but his powerful and powerful aura was more fierce than the beast barbarian warrior.

Other slaves smashed stones and held the drill in the mountains, but the slave was lying on a bamboo chair, holding a palm-legged fan with herbal tea next to it.

If it weren't for the ginger clothes on his body and the thick iron chains on his hands and feet, he would be like the deacon here.

As soon as the fierce deacon entered the door, he seemed to see a cat's mouse. He first threw the whip away, and then smiled and said: Mr. Wu, are you here to cool off?

The second master named Wu snorted, and didn't even raise his eyelids. He stretched out a big hand and scratched it in his arms, and the iron chain on his wrist was thrustling.

Cheng Zongyang had never seen such an arrogant slave before, and said in a low voice: Who is he?

Before the deacon could speak, the big man shouted: Second Master’s surname is Wu!Ranked second in the family!Known as Wu Erlang!If you have something to ask, please ask the second master in person!What a good man!

The big man's voice was like thunder, which made people's ears numb.

The deacon hurriedly said: The one who killed two tigers with bare hands that day was Wu Erye.

Wu Song who fights tigers?Cheng Zongyang suddenly became interested.It looks like this man is more like a tiger, with tiger spots on his head and neck, tiger stripes on his body, and his thick limbs and muscles bulge, which is extremely tough.

Cheng Zongyang pulled the deacon out of the yard and whispered: Why is he here?

The deacon seemed to have just chewed a bitter gallbladder, his mouth and nose were squeezed into one place, and his fierce face was full of bitterness.

After listening to his narration, Cheng Zongyang learned that the museum bought the slave from somewhere, and had no name, and only said that it was Wu Erlang.

Seeing that he had some strength in the museum, he sent him to the stone yard to smash the stone.

The deacon was right in the quarry. It was considered to be a crime to meet Mr. Wu.

At first, the deacon wanted to show off his might and let him work, but Wu Erlang snatched the whip and whipped it half to death. He was beaten by this dead slave in shackles several times.

It's strange that Wu Erlang has good kung fu and is still alive and doesn't run away. It's like he treats the quarry as his home, and kills two tigers who accidentally broke in a mistake a few days ago.

The deacon could not beat him and could not drive him away. Now he was afraid of being beaten, so he had to treat him as an uncle and let this evil god act as a blessing.

Cheng Zongyang whispered: Did he say he has an older brother?And a sister-in-law?

The deacon gasped, his face turned green. Does he have an older brother?God!Then what should Dalang be so cruel?

It’s hard to say what kind of evil Wu Dalang is.

At most, you can reach Wu Erlang's thigh. I don't know if this trip is lucky, but I actually met the legendary hero of Water Margin!

If there are half-orcs in Water Margin.

Seeing that those slaves would rather be smashed than go to the Southern Wilderness, Cheng Zongyang vaguely felt that this trip to the Southern Wilderness was not that easy to leave.

Seeing that there was a great god squatting here, Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but feel moved.

If Wu Erlang can be brought along, even if he encounters any danger on the way, he will be much safer.

Don't be sad!

Cheng Zongyang generously patted the deacon on the shoulder, and I want this slave too!

The deacon was asking for it, and he bowed and asked Cheng Zongyang to take him away as soon as possible.

Cheng Zongyang returned to the courtyard and politely bowed to Wu Erlang. Wu Erye, no secret words were spoken.Is the Second Master interested in finding someone to go to the Southern Wilderness in the museum?

Southern Wilderness?

Wu Erlang's eyes flipped, but he didn't go!

Cheng Zongyang inspires: Mr. Wu killed two tigers with empty hands. With such good kung fu, it is too unreliable to stay in the quarry and be a slave.It’s better to go with me to the Southern Wilderness and come back in two or three months. The benefits are definitely the only one I can do.

Wu Erlang's body moved, making the bamboo chair squeak, as if it would be broken at any time.

He sneered from his nose, six of the ghostly places in the Southern Wilderness could not come back, and even if he came back, he would have to live for three years less!Do you think the second master is stupid and will die with you if you deceive me?

Cheng Zongyang didn't know how terrible the Southern Wilderness was. Hearing Wu Erlang say so, he couldn't help but feel a sudden blow again.

However, there is still a 40% chance of survival when going to the Southern Wilderness. If you don’t go, you won’t even have a 1% chance of survival. Sooner or later, you will be frozen into a popsicle by the ice Gu.

They still have room for choice, but they don’t have any room for choice.

Since the Southern Wilderness is so dangerous, Wu Erlang must be pulled up no matter what.Cheng Zongyang first praised him: I have heard for a long time that the Second Master is a hero, with great martial arts skills and a weak righteousness!

Then he let out a big sneer, but he didn't expect that this hero would be afraid of Nanhuang as if he was like a tiger. It was ridiculous!

Wu Erlang seemed reckless, but he was indifferent to his aggression. He shook his fan and said: Second Master is very comfortable here. Why are you going to the ghost place in the Southern Wilderness if you don’t have any benefits?No matter how you say the world, the second master only has two words: Don’t go.

As long as you give enough benefits, everything will be easy to negotiate.Cheng Zongyang immediately took a bold and arrogant attitude, and the second master made a condition!

Wu Erlang opened his mouth wide and yawned to the sky.

Cheng Zongyang stretched out one hand, five silver pounds!

Looking at Wu Erlang's disdainful expression, Cheng Zongyang quickly added: Chao Feng, the pawn shop, only gets this number every month.

Wu Yiyilang spat, not even turning his eyes.Ten silver baht!

Wu Erlang simply closed his eyes.

Fifteen silver baht!

The flesh on the deacon's face twitched. He managed the quarry and only received fifteen silver baht a month.

Cheng Zongyang gritted his teeth and 20 silver pounds!

Wu Erlang stopped shaking his fan. He picked up the herbal tea next to him and finished drinking it. He burped the house and then started snoring.

Fifty silver baht!

One hundred silver baht!

In the end, Cheng Zongyang made a fuss and ten gold coins!No matter how much, there is no need to discuss it!

Just pretend that you have not made money, and all ten gold coins are considered to be the grandson.

The fat on the deacon's face was already trembling. Cheng Zongyang offered such a high price, and even he couldn't help but want to lose his job and go to the Southern Wilderness with him.

Few people can refuse such a high price. Sure enough, Wu Erlang's snoring stopped and his tiger's eyes opened.

Cheng Zongyang immediately said: Ten gold baht!Just go with me and it will cost 200 silver coins per month!How about it, Master Wu?

Wu Erlang touched the tiger spots on his face and pondered for a long time, making Cheng Zongyang feel cheerful as he looked at him.

Wu Erlang scratched his neck, looked at the sky first, then the ground, and finally shook the iron chain on his hand reluctantly, and untied this thing for the second master!

Cheng Zongyang was overjoyed and immediately turned around and asked the deacon, where is the key?

The deacon smiled bitterly and said: If there were keys, I would have held them in both hands and gave them to the second master.The keys are all in the hands of the butler, but I really don’t have them here.

Finally, Wu Erlang was told to serve him. Cheng Zongyang smiled and said that a key was not a big deal, and the key was easy to talk about.Just pressed my fingerprints here and I took my second master and the others back.

The deacon rushed out and took out a piece of paper. He first scolded the old, weak, sick and disabled slaves to press their fingerprints, and then respectfully handed them to Wu Yiyilang, smiling and said: The second master is going to see the tiger enter the mountains and forests, and the dragon swims in the sea.

The young man is not well cared for, and I hope the second master will be willing to let him go.

Wu Erlang opened his palm the size of a palm fan and pressed a slam on the paper, then stood up, and the bamboo chair that was flattened by him squeaked and returned to its original state with relief.

As soon as Wu Erlang stood up, Cheng Zongyang found that he was taller than he thought, with a strong figure of at least two meters three meters. Even if he was placed among the beast barbarian warriors, he was also a strong man.

The tiger spots on his face were deep and long, and his pair of tiger eyes were shining brightly, like an upright tiger, giving people a strong sense of pressure.

Cheng Zongyang called the carriage, Wu Erlang picked up the iron chain on his hand and squeezed in without hesitation, his wide shoulders almost crushed the carriage.

He stretched his arms and legs in a big way, and the carriage that was enough to sit in four people was immediately filled with his huge body. He ignored Cheng Zongyangli next to him, leaving no gap for him.

Cheng Zongyang had no choice but to say politely: Just sit comfortably.

Then he picked up a horse to ride.

Back at the store, Cheng Zongyang found the butler and wanted to get the key.

The fat butler was like a deacon, with obese facial features squeezing into a ball and said with a bitter face: His key is not with me, it is held by the head guard in his own hands.

Where is Ningyu?

The chief guard accompanied his wife to do business and would not return tomorrow.

Cheng Zongyang thought for a while and had to come back empty-handedly.

Wu Erlang was already impatient to wait. He raised his hands and the iron chain slammed over Cheng Zong's neck and shouted: Where is the key!Bring it!

Cheng Zongyang comforted his chest and patted his chest to promise that he would bring the key tomorrow. If he couldn't get it, he would let the second master twist his head off as a ball and kick it.Wu Erlang then stopped his murderous aura in disappointment.

After finally settled down in Wu Erlang, Cheng Zongyang wiped the sweat from his forehead, not knowing whether it was a blessing or a disaster if he brought this beast as a helper.

He comforted himself that Wu Song was chivalrous and brave, and was a hero in the world. He could even make a pit on the ground even if he spits.

Although he has a little irritable temper, it is mainly because he has never been to school when he was a child and lacks education.

This kind of man is a bit rude, but he is straightforward. Since he has agreed to himself, for the sake of the word "righteousness", he must leave this trip to the Southern Wilderness.

Su Daji, Ningyu, and the little maid Xiangko'er all went out, but Cheng Zongyang couldn't find someone to talk to.

I was interested in having a condom with Wu Erlang, but the guy snored and was almost able to tear the woodshed down with the sound wave alone.Cheng Zongyang couldn't even sit still through the courtyard wall, so he had to pat his butt and leave.

As soon as Su Daji left, all the female guards were gone.

She put an ice pot on Cheng Zongyang, which was more effective than ropes and shackles. She didn't have to worry about him running away and didn't send anyone to take care of him anymore.

Cheng Zongyang came out all the way, but no one paid attention to him.

After leaving Su Daji's mansion, Cheng Zongyang called a carriage.No one manages taxis in this world, and there are all kinds of things. Compared to the luxurious car with glass embedded in the morning, this one is much shabby.

After talking about the name of the inn, Cheng Zongyang thought about it while walking.

He took Su Daji's money to redeem Ajiman. If the witch smiled and said that she would not believe it, Cheng Zongyang would be the first to not believe it.

It can only be explained that Su Daji doesn't know, or knows, but there is something more important to do.

Taking advantage of the opportunity that Su Daji and Ningyu were not around, they must send Ajiman away. If she is caught back to the mall, she will be in vain.

On the other hand, it is definitely important to let Su Daji come forward in person.Could it be that there was news from the First Left Wu Guard under Wang Zhe?

Although he witnessed Wang Zhe's attack that shook the world - in the moment he was powdered, the dazzling white light swallowed the creatures on the entire battlefield, Cheng Zongyang still had some vague expectations, hoping that some soldiers could escape from the battlefield and the fire that covered the sun.

But he also knew that this hope was too small.

As soon as Wang Zhe died, all the forces that were suppressed during his lifetime began to move.I don’t know what kind of grudges Su Daji and Wang Zhe have. If this witch knows her relationship with Wang Zhe…

Cheng Zongyang suddenly remembered the tip of the bag and quickly opened his backpack.

The pills, plastic bags containing white crystals, and even those condoms were there, but the tip was gone.

A cold sweat broke out behind Cheng Zongyang.