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Chapter Seventeen

As soon as the red flower appeared on her head, Sun Tianjin suddenly became much more ladylike. She obediently held the bamboo basket and followed Zeng Siqi step by step, like a little bird that clings to someone. He could only see her being teased to death. The frightened Ximen Qing was horrified.

After Zeng Siqi drank the love soup carefully prepared by his wife, his face was radiant. As he walked forward, he suddenly burst into song when the mountain breeze brought him coolness, but there was a "Linjiang Immortal" - "The morning light was blowing away the clothes, solemnly Welcome the distinguished guest back. The chicken, dolphin and sake are waiting to be arranged. We are looking for a way out through the clouds. We call the door open with clouds covered with clouds. My wife greets her with a warm smile, and accepts her with a gentle and angry smile. The wild flowers on the temples are also very strange. They are so soft and red, so there is no need for chaos. I’m pregnant!”

The singing echoed in the mountains and stopped the clouds. Ximen Qing finally understood from whom Lao Qian learned his singing skills.

As they were walking along singing songs, they suddenly saw curls of white smoke rising from the valley ahead. It was obvious that someone was living there. Everyone quickened their pace. When they got closer, they saw a natural stone screen standing in front of the road. Someone from above shouted: "It's the master who has come back." Is it done?"

When Ximen Qing looked at it, he saw several men on the top of the stone screen, wearing animal skins and holding steel forks for bows and arrows. They were looking at him and Wu Song curiously.

These big men were obviously older than Zeng Siqi, but they still respectfully called him master. It was obvious that in this village, education was widely practiced, and it was true that there was no age difference, and the master was the master.

Zeng Siqi nodded and praised: "Thank you for your hard work!"

The big men shook their heads: "We are on the morning shift, so what's the hard work? It's the brothers on the night shift who have the hard work! Master, these two are...?"

Zeng Siqi smiled and said: "These two are heroes from outside the country. You have met them before!" After hearing this, the big men hurriedly shouted on the stone screen.

Ximen Qing and Wu Song quickly clasped their fists in return, but Zeng Siqi asked again: "Have the mountain patrol team been released today?"

The stone screen replied: "Old Qian is still leading the team today. If there is any loud noise, it will be signaled by flags and artillery. Master, you can rest assured!"

Zeng Siqi nodded and led everyone inside.

Ximen Qing had a lot of doubts in his heart and couldn't help but ask: "Brother Zeng, I have heard everyone talk about patrolling mountains these days, but I don't know what patrolling is?"

Zeng Siqi Surong said: "This mountain patrol is no small matter. This mountain road has many people coming and going all year round. If there is no one to guide you, it is difficult to protect your life from the bears and tigers in the mountain. Therefore, the young and strong in the village have a duty." Do your best for passing guests. Every important joint and joint on the mountain road is guarded by villagers. If you see a confused pedestrian, you must lend a helping hand. Over the years, at least dozens of lives can be saved, right? Haha, God has the virtue of good life..."

Ximen Qing's face also became serious and he asked: "What should you do if you, a young man in the village, encounter a human bear? After all, there are clear and turbid qi, and there are wise and foolish people. Not everyone is like Brother Zeng." Very skilled!"

Zeng Siqi smiled and said: "Brother Ximen is so worried! But the Han family has lived in seclusion in this mountain for hundreds of years. When it comes to the habits of humans and bears, they know a little bit about it, so they are prepared for some things in advance... This place belongs to Xiaoke and his wife. The residence is really splendid to be able to host two heroes today. Brother Ximen, please! Brother Wu, please! Come in and discuss the details."

At this time, everyone had already entered the village and came to a large courtyard surrounded by bluestones. Sun Tianjin, Sun Erniang, and Zhang Qing were greeting passers-by on the street. It seemed that these were the people who resisted the tyranny under the butcher's knife twenty years ago.

The villagers in Yu Sheng were shocked. When Sun Tianjin heard Zeng Siqi greeting the guests to come into the house, a mischievous smile appeared on Sun Tianjin's face.

Immediately, he pushed the door open and walked in first. He turned around and said with a smile: "Two heroes, please come in!" Ximen Qing and Wu Song didn't expect him. When they stepped straight in, they suddenly heard a low roar in front of them, and a white bird jumped out of the room.

The tiger came, staring at Ximen Qing and Wu Song, He He showed his power.

At first sight, both Ximen Qing and Wu Song were startled, but they heard Zeng Siqi shouting from behind: "Young man, don't be rude!" The white tiger bowed its head, nuzzled to Sun Tianjin's feet and began to act coquettishly.

Zhang Qing brought two pheasants that he caught casually on the road to its mouth. The white tiger blew, and the feathers of the chickens fell off. They were even cleaner than those scalded by boiling water. Then the guy took the pheasants in his mouth and the green feathers fell.

The big eyes stared at Ximen Qing and Wu Song. Seeing that they had no intention of competing with it for food, they took model steps and walked slowly to the back of the house.

Seeing the dumbfounded looks of Ximen Qing and Wu Song, Sun Tianjin was very proud: "How is it? Is my little Bai doing okay?"

Wu Song pointed at the back of the white tiger and asked curiously: "This... this... you raise tigers?"

The white tiger was a thief. When Wu Song pointed at it, it immediately noticed it. It immediately turned around and glared at Wu Song. The expression on the tiger's head was quite unkind. It seemed that Wu Song and the tiger were indeed natural enemies.

Zhang Qing laughed at the side and said: "My brother-in-law is a talented person. Raising tigers is just for leisure. What he is best at is raising human bears!"

Although Ximen Qing was surprised when he first saw a white tiger, it was not surprising that some people in modern society raised tigers. But now that he heard Zhang Qing say that Zeng Siqi also raised human bears, Ximen Qing couldn't help but be shocked.

: "Brother Zeng, is this thing about raising human bears true?"

"It's true to say it, but it's false to say it!" Zeng Siqi said with a smile and extended his hand to greet the guests, "Please take a seat."

Ximen Qing, Wu Song, Zeng Siqi, and Zhang Qing took their seats respectively, while Sun Tianjin and Sun Erniang went to the kitchen to get busy.

"What is truth? What is fiction?" Ximen Qing asked impatiently after sitting down.

Wu Song seemed a little distracted. He kept turning his eyes to look behind the house. The tiger named Xiaobai was ten times more attractive to him than the human bear.

Zeng Siqi sighed and said: "The matter of raising human bears is true, but it is false."

Ximen Qing scratched his head and said, "Brother Zeng, what you said has made me extremely confused!"

Zhang Qing also shook his head and sighed: "Master Ximen, I am just like you. When I first heard about my brother-in-law's strange words, I was also confused. It was not until later that my brother-in-law gave up on his plan.

It’s a miraculous effect, and I’m completely convinced.”

When Ximen Qing heard this, he felt itchy. He stood up and cupped his hands and said, "I wonder what Brother Zeng has in store for me? Brother, although I did not visit the thatched cottage three times today, I still hope that Brother Zeng will remember me sincerely. Let me tell you about it!"

”That’s exactly what:

Since ancient times, heroes have respected knights, and heroes have always valued heroes. But I don’t know what Zeng Siqi’s plan is. I’ll explain it next time.


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