Chapter 714: Is there any money to pick it up in heaven?

The bamboo building is near the river not far away, and the gurgling water makes a subtle sound as if it is never stopped. The sunlight is projecting in from the windows of the bamboo building, making the entire bamboo room flawless.

The bamboo room is very elegant. Although there is a long-handled Xixia sword hanging on the wall, it can be seen from the gauze curtain and the dressing mirror beside the window that this is a woman's boudoir. The furnishings in the pavilion are simple but extremely neat. Every detail seems to have its place.

A ghost face appeared in the bronze mirror dressed up. The colored scroll of the ghost face was a bit mottled, which looked even more terrifying. The fangs painted with white paint, the nostrils facing the sky, and the red face were indescribable.

Only the pair of eye holes revealed a pair of clear eyes, and the color of the eyes fell into the bronze mirror. The person in the bronze mirror looked at her, and she looked at the bronze mirror.

"Oh..." A gentle sigh, a little helpless, a little long. A delicate jade hand that could be broken was reached on the face and suddenly lifted the face. The moment the face was exposed, a little color was added to the entire boudoir. The face in the mirror disappeared, and replaced by a slightly pale face, fat-like skin, towering nose, and lightly pursed lips. Combined with the beautiful hair, the woman with a bronze mirror was fresh and refined, and a bit melancholy.

Her beautiful eyebrows frowned, as if she was born like this, and she was born with a lot of thoughts and a faint sorrow.

The beauty in the mirror pursed her lips lightly, then gently waved her waist, stood up, and her body whirled gently. Her sad eyes fell on a bouquet of flowers in front of the windowsill. The bouquets were colorful, like orchids, like peonies, or anything. Anyway, women couldn't tell their names, but they knew that this blooming beauty was indescribable to love.

The flowers bloom with a faint orchid fragrance, which makes people feel heart-wrenching. Like the trickle of water outside the windowsill, it makes the whole person feel comfortable.

The woman smiled faintly, and her frown eyebrows bloomed. This smile really made her look charming and charming.

"There is a beautiful woman in the north who is independent of the world. She smiles like a city and a country again." The woman opened her mouth and chanted, looking at the flower in a daze and said softly: "This poem is a bit unrestrained, but I don't know if he is talking about me?"

With this kind of thought, the woman sighed again, as if many thoughts were coming up, and she gently supported her chin with her hands, and her whole body fell into deep thought.

A wisp of wind blew, making the fragrance stronger. The flowers swayed. The woman seemed to remember something, and quickly put the bouquet of flowers back into the house carefully, fearing that it would rain. With this thought, she closed the bamboo window and suddenly became dim in the bamboo room. In the bronze mirror, the woman put on the ghost face on the dressing table again, and her whole body showed a strange temperament. She looked at the stranger in the mirror, and the woman's eyes became indifferent again.

"Class leader..." a voice outside said.

The woman wearing a ghost face paired with a short knife and went out with a ghost face. She looked at a woman who came over quickly indifferently. There was no expression on the ghost face, but her voice was extremely cold and cold: "What's the matter?"

"The Zhanna tribe and the Houtu tribe ask you to go over and discuss."

"Oh." Gui Zhihuan just responded, not eager, just said: "Tell them, I will go."

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The mountainside is divided into three levels. The five tribes are called Shangping, Zhongping, Xiaping, Shangping is a place for worshiping ancestors and paying homage to the sky, and it is also a place for the clan leader and fellow villagers to discuss matters. It is not allowed to ordinary people. Zhongping is the residence of the people with higher status in the tribe. As for Xiaping, it is an important warehouse location.

The continuous buildings in Zhongping are quite large in scale. In a bamboo building, they are decorated very luxuriously. Even the exterior walls are painted in red. This kind of building is naturally extremely luxurious among the five tribes, but if they are seen by Chen Ao, they will probably squeeze out a word from the gap between their teeth: "Rumbrella."

Three men in the bamboo house were sitting, drinking sweet tea, and the one in the head was wearing gorgeous clothes, which was very different from the simple atmosphere of the five clans. This person was very young and a little handsome, and he was full of confidence in his eyes. His name was Li Cheng, and he was also one of the patriarchs of the five clans. The person sitting at his lower head was the patriarch of the Houtu clan. This man was not very old, but he was a little aging before he was old, and under his jaw was white beard that did not match his age.

The lowest one was dressed in Han people, like a traveler, with a flattering smile on his face. He took a sip of sweet tea and said slowly: "I heard from the people in the village that the Regent came here and gave a bouquet of flowers to the leader of the Shane clan Gui Zhihuan. This is a strange story in the world. Who on and off the Hengshan Mountain knew that the leader of the Gui Zhizhu hated the most was the flowers, but..." He pursed his lips at a time, and did not continue to say it, but continued to pick up the sweet tea and drink it slowly.

The words of the merchant caused Li Cheng's face to change drastically. He snorted coldly, but said nothing. As the patriarch, Li Cheng was not very old and was already a little conceited. Gui Zhihuan was even his fiancée. As early as when he was born, the two families had decided to have a baby relationship, but Gui Zhihuan was quite cold to him and looked down on him. Li Chuang was anxious, but this time, Gui Zhihuan actually accepted the flowers from an outsider. Wasn't it slapped him in the face in front of the whole village?

Li Cheng's mother was also a royal family in Xixia. Chen Ao slaughtered the royal family in Longxing Mansion, causing Li Cheng, the "royal relative" to fall to the point of being inferior to the grass chicken. He was originally glamorous, and was both a clan leader and a clan relative. Unexpectedly, by Chen Ao, the relationship between Longxing Mansion was completely destroyed.

Therefore, when Li Cheng heard that the Regent entered the mountain, he did not welcome him, and he didn't even want to meet him.

Gui Heng, the leader of the Houtu tribe who was in the lower head, saw Li Cheng looking at the merchant, and smiled in his eyes. This time, Gui Heng had a good relationship with the merchant from Nanlai. This time, he received a lot of money from the merchant, so he naturally had to say a few words for the merchant. He smiled faintly and said, "I heard that the Regent was born very handsome. It is said that among the Southerners, he is also a talented man with five chariots, and he also trained a cavalry. Even the Jurchens could not compare to. No wonder the princess of my Daxia was willing to marry him." He looked at Li Cheng deeply and continued, "Who in the world doesn't like such a handsome and talented man who is both handsome and civil and martial?"

The merchant smiled faintly and said, "This is true, his wife has many, and all of them are beautiful and beautiful."

Li Cheng slapped the table and said, "What are you doing when you say this?"

Gui Heng laughed and said, "Just just reminds you that your unmarried wife is afraid you will fall into someone else's arms."

Seeing that Li Cheng was already in a state of shame and anger, the merchant immediately smoothed out and said, "No, not necessarily, although this Chen surnamed Chen is attracting bees and butterflies, there is no way. As long as he can't get out of this mountain, it's just that he can't get out of this mountain."

He said seriously: "Ten thousand yuan will pay for horseshoes, plus 3,000 yuan each for swords, guns and armor. If you kill Chen, everyone will have their own benefits. My master said that once Chen Ao dies, even if Xixia wants to take revenge, the Song Dynasty will never let you lose a hair."

Gui Heng clapped his hands and said, "The rewards from Daxia are all useless things. How can we compare to this brother Wang? With these, our five tribes in Hengshan will form another cavalry, so no one should be afraid."

After hearing this, Li Cheng was stunned for a moment and hesitated: "I have to ask Huan'er what he means about this matter."

The merchant smiled faintly and looked down to have tea. Gui Heng frowned and said, "She has already thought about the flowers of the Regent. When she asked her, she was just asking for nothing. Who would kill her lover?"

Li Cheng was furious and said, "Ghost Heng, don't talk nonsense!"

Gui Heng sneered: "Is it nonsense? You will know when the Gui Zhihuan comes."

At this moment, a voice came from outside the bamboo building: "What do you know?"

Outside the door, a figure appeared. Gui Zhihuan was wearing a cloak. Miaoman's figure happened to be wrapped in the cloak. The short blade on her waist was tied to her front waist, and she wore a hand hoop on her hand. No one could see the face behind the ghost face clearly. She walked into the building and calmed everyone in the bamboo building.

Li Cheng's face flashed with rosy flushed, and he immediately stood up and met: "Huan'er..."

Gui Zhihuan said lightly: "Cousin is respectful." He gently turned his body away, making Li Cheng's hand that was about to reach out was empty.

Gui Heng and the merchant had a smile in their eyes, looked at each other, and stood up together and said, "Hello, Chief Guizhi."

Gui Zhihuan's slightly raised chin just clicked, and he refused to give too much respect easily, so he immediately sat on Li Cheng's seat.

Li Cheng's face was a little gloomy, so he had to find a seat to sit down and said straight to the point: "I'm afraid the Regent is not that simple. He is a noble man. If he hadn't encountered a difficult situation, how could he be condescending to come here?"

Gui Zhihuan said lightly: "This is what I want to say." She paused slightly, and she had an inviolable nobility. She continued: "The Jurchens were knocking on the gate and fighting in Qilian Mountains, endangering Xixia. We are also Dangxiang people, so we have to discuss and do it."

The three of them were shocked, and Li Cheng sneered: "We usually don't get their benefits. Now that we are in trouble, will we come here to ask our warriors to die for them? Besides, the Regent is another southern barbarian. This person speaks sweet words and makes people feel sarcastic..."

Gui Zhihuan scolded, "Don't forget, there is also a southerner in this bamboo building."

Lee Cheng felt more and more that Gui Zhihuan was protecting the regent. He laughed and said, "Okay, okay, look at him being handsome, right?"

A hint of astonishment flashed in Gui Zhihuan's eyes, and then he said coldly: "What are you talking about?"

Li Cheng stood up, stared at the strange ghost face with his eyes, and clenched his fists and said, "Then I ask you, do you dare to kill him? Do you dare? If you want to prove your innocence, you will take his head."

Gui Zhihuan trembled and said, "Why should I prove my innocence?" Her tone had an indescribable calmness, and even a little contemptuous, and said slowly, "Five days later, the five clans will discuss whether to send troops. I don't want to say anything else." After that, she stood up, looked at Li Cheng coldly, and then said, "He is the most honorable guest in Hengshan, the current regent of the Great Xia, and no one should say anything angry."

Gui Zhihuan tightened his cloak and was about to walk out of the building, but Li Cheng stopped him and said with a ferocious face: "You are my fiancée. According to the rules of the clan, the Vulcan Festival will be in two months. That's the day when the Zhanna tribe and the Shane tribe are united, don't forget!"

Gui Zhihuan was stunned for a moment and said lightly: "I won't forget."

What Li Cheng couldn't stand was Gui Zhihuan's indifference. He wanted to say something else. Gui Zhihuan had already walked around him and slowly left.

Li Cheng's eyes were faint and he said in a daze: "Kill the Regent! Before the tribe's consultation."

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Gui Zhihuan came out of the bamboo building, and he was like a desolate ghost. At this time, it was already late, and thousands of rays of glow were shining. Her face turned to the red bamboo building behind her, and she was stunned for a moment, with a trace of helplessness flashing in her eyes. Then Lianbu continued to walk forward, and there was a step from Zhongping to Shangping. Except for the clan leader and the fellow villager, they were taboos for others. Gui Zhihuan rose to the stone steps.

The stone steps are 134 levels in total. The ghost wisdom ring has already kept these in mind. Every time she leaves, she counts them silently, as if when she counts to 134, some miracle will happen.

She silently recited the number one hundred and thirty-four in her heart, and her eyes became wide open and lonely. On the flat ground, there was a building that was extremely wide, with torches burning on both sides. No matter when, there would be a villager who would buy torches, so even in the dark, it was still bright here.

Gui Zhihuan's grimace looked even more terrifying under the light of the fire. She raised her face and looked at the dim stars in the sky, revealing her snow-white neck. The silver collar around her neck emitted a soft halo.

"Hey, is there any money in the sky to pick it up?" Not far away, a guy wearing a summer shirt shaking his fan also raised his head and looked at the dark sky.

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Chapter completed!