Take a fairy back to the city

Chapter 12 Equity Measures

Mr. Jiu said with certainty: "Exactly."

Fan Canghai was thoughtful, and couldn't help but glance to the side. The face of the person holding the pillar was pale, and he didn't dare to look inward at Fan Canghai.

Fan Canghai said: "But, I went to the market with me since the evening yesterday, and came back in the middle of the night! Mr. Jiu, did you make a mistake?"

Mr. Jiu's face changed drastically when he heard that, and he almost cried. He immediately begged: "Mr. Fan, you already know what I want for you, please let me do it!" He bowed several times in succession , seems very sincere.

Mr. Fan frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "You have to get Ma Yan's consent for this matter, but since she didn't beat you, you should find someone who beat you! That's fate, isn't it?"

I wipe, is this fate?Fan Canghai, are you stupid?Mu Yunfeng couldn't help cursing in his heart, but he hoped that he was a man, even if he was exposed, it wouldn't work!And listen to what they say.

Mr. Jiu wept bitterly, and said a lot of words about his admiration for Ma Yan, saying that good fortune tricks people, God ordered the wrong pair of mandarin ducks, and it seems that he will never have a chance with Ma Yan in this life, etc. After that, he asked: "What happened in Mr. Fan's mansion last night?" Who's home?"

Finally at this point, Mu Yunfeng wanted to get into the pillar, he thought that Fan Canghai would not betray himself, he is such a noble, gentle and kind-hearted great immortal teacher, don't worry!

Unexpectedly, Mr. Jiu immediately cast his eyes on Mu Yunfeng, as if he had seen through his thoughts, Mu Yunfeng was startled, and when he looked sideways, Fan Canghai's finger was pointing at him!

Yes, pointing at myself quite accurately!

There were two big question marks in Mu Yunfeng's eyes.

Fan Canghai didn't look at him, and continued to say solemnly: "So, fate is something that can't be met. It was this little bee who was guarding at home last night." He turned his head and asked Mu Yunfeng, "Little bee , is it the person you beat?"

What the hell are you doing, Fan Canghai?Did you say that there is no one at home?Does it have to be so complicated?Return fate, fate your sister!Mu Yunfeng began to scold him, and continued to interrogate him with his eyes.

But he looked businesslike: "Did you hit him?"

Mu Yunfeng wanted to press the Van Canghai on the ground fiercely, but since he did it by himself, he was not afraid to admit that anyway he was a man. How can men and men get married?Isn't that a joke?Say it out and the misunderstanding will be resolved!

So he said, "Yes, I did it."

Mr. Jiu looked at Mu Yunfeng from head to toe, nodded while watching, and stroked his beard, as if he was very satisfied.He said: "Last night I played the guitar under the tree and sang to you. You can listen to it for so long, you must like it very much! If it was Ma, she would drive me away immediately, so it must not be her! Your name is Little Bee ? Nice name!"

Mu Yunfeng scolded his wife in his heart, but still pretended to be calm and said: "You are looking for a bride, I'm also a man, so it's a misunderstanding! Do you understand? I don't like hearing you sing at all!"

But Mr. Jiu shook his head and said: "Sometimes fate is so ingenious! I am very satisfied with you. Mr. Fan, please testify for us!"

"What proof? Go away, I'm a man! You've made a mistake!" Mu Yunfeng yelled anxiously.

Just as Fan Canghai was about to speak, Mu Yunfeng blocked it with his hand and said, "Don't speak, don't speak!" He could imagine the weight of Fan Canghai's words, once he said the wrong thing, his life would be ruined!

"Fan Canghai, don't we have any hatred? You can't do this to me! Drive him away!"

He is a great immortal teacher, isn't it easy to drive away a bunch of pocket people?What a simple thing that is!

Seeing Mu Yunfeng's anxious look, Fan Canghai didn't know what was going on in his heart, he was unmoved at all, and said very firmly: "I will accept the ten barrels of wine, since fate is destined, I can only bless you .”

This sentence was like a thunderbolt, which made Mu Yunfeng's head hurt and his heart ached. How could he say such a thing?Is he Fan Canghai?How did it change overnight?

"Fan Canghai, look at me, watch me talk, you...you want me..."

However, Fan Canghai didn't look at him, but looked at the sky, where a few birds were still hovering in the gray sky.

He has never felt so unfeeling for a moment!

Such a ridiculous fate, these short people actually accepted it!Mu Yunfeng saw that they were all moving up the tree, as if they were going to forcibly drag him away.

Mr. Jiu sang while running: "Little bee, today is a good day for us, I will definitely welcome you in the door!" He also stretched his arms in a hug.

"Get out, get out!" Mu Yunfeng yelled angrily, but they were approaching, and it seemed that Fan Canghai beside him would not help him, so he had to run as fast as he could, to the branches of the ancient locust tree.

If you want to marry me, you can catch me and talk about it!Mu Yunfeng said angrily in his heart.He ran fast with long legs and disappeared into the bushes in an instant.Twenty or so pocket-sized people climbed up the tree like ants, split up like a commando team, and disappeared into the dark ancient locust tree with a whoosh.

The prelude to the chase began, and it was going on fiercely. Mu Yunfeng walked all over the branches that could walk, and even dared to climb over the bungee net. He jumped desperately from a distance of several meters and almost fell. But still being bitten tightly.There were too many of them, and he was alone, not an opponent at all.

He scolded Fan Canghai while running, feeling that he had betrayed him, but before that he was naive...

During the whole process, Fan Canghai didn't help at all, he was as leisurely as Lafayette, holding his teacup and skimming the tea leaves, Mu Yunfeng finally saw his true face clearly!

In the end, he was caught, and more than twenty pocket men pinned him down on the big bungee net like an arhat, unable to move.

Fan Canghai put his hands behind his back and said solemnly: "Just remember one thing, we human beings respect tradition."

Mr. Jiu hurriedly said that he absolutely respects tradition and will not fail to follow your ceremony!

Mu Yunfeng was carried away vigorously, and the pocket man who smelled heavily of alcohol left a strong smell of alcohol along the way, and the whole ancient locust tree was soaked in the aroma of alcohol.

He glanced at Fan Canghai one last time, his eyes were full of anger and resentment.Fan Canghai's expression could not be seen clearly, he sat there, neither thick nor light, neither frightened nor frightened, neither sick nor slow.

There are ten barrels of fine wine under the treehouse porch. The aroma of the wine is overflowing and lingering, reaching an astonishing concentration.The wine brewed by Mr. Jiu has an amazing fragrance, and the smell of alcohol on their bodies lingers for many years, and it can be smelled for miles!

Ma Yan came out of the room, and asked Fan Canghai inexplicably, "Why did you give Mr. Mu to that pervert?"

Fan Canghai stood there, he had just looked away from a distance, bowed his head in silence, and said: Open all the windows.

Ma Yan didn't know why, but she hurriedly followed suit. Her legs and feet were flexible, and she quickly opened all the windows in the house.These window panes are quite large, once opened, the room is bright, it seems that there is no dark corner, and the natural wind passes through the room.

Ma Yan thought, could it be that the young master thinks the smell of alcohol is too strong?Want to open the windows to diffuse the smell?But is it useful?This smell can be smelled in a radius of ten miles, unless they are dumped, they have to be dumped far away!But the young master is addicted to alcohol, it is impossible to pour it out.

Fan Canghai opened the jar, poured a bowl of wine, and poured the bowl directly into his sleeve.Seeing this, Ma Yan asked in surprise, "Young Master, why did you get your clothes dirty?"

The wine on his sleeves was dripping down. He faced the room, waved his sleeves, and suddenly a strong wind blew up. A strong wind with a strong smell of wine swept across the entire room, from the hall to the compartments, to every room. A room, not even the kitchen.This gust of wind passed through the corridor like a dragon, blowing towards the leaves, and shuttled between every branch.The whole ancient locust tree rustled, and the fallen leaves and flowers were swept up to the sky, whizzing away.

The wind stopped, and the ancient locust trees were full of wine smell. The smell of wine was very strong at first, but now it is even stronger, but the smell left by people is gone, and it is covered by the strong smell of wine.

"Close the window."

With the windows closed, the smell of alcohol continued to ferment, which was unbearable for most people. Fan Canghai still sat on the ground, drinking on the porch.

At this time, several flying birds that had been hovering in the sky for a long time came towards the ancient locust tree. They circled the big tree several times, as if they were looking for something.Finally, they rushed towards the tree house like puffs of smoke, and instantly took human form, standing on the branches in front of the door.

Just now it looked like a huge bird, but now it is several adults.It is not appropriate to say that they are fully human, because they all have one characteristic in common, that is, they still have a long, hard beak like a bird, and the rest are no different from humans.

"I've seen Mr. Fan." They bowed, some of them frowned unconsciously, and the pungent smell of alcohol made them feel a little overwhelmed.

Fan Canghai drank the wine from the bowl slowly, put down the bowl, glanced at them one by one, and said, "What wind brought the inspectors of the Anti-Magic Team here?"

They looked at each other, and one leader said apologetically, "Please forgive me for disturbing Mr. Fan's elegance!" He continued, "When we were patrolling during the day, we seemed to smell Duanmu's blood. Discover?"

Fan Canghai looked up in surprise and said, "There is such a thing? Are you sure?"

"Basically sure." The speaker frowned, and the rich aroma from the ten barrels of wine in front of the door choked into his nostrils, and he sneezed directly.Several others also had varying degrees of discomfort.

"I know you have a very keen sense of smell, maybe there is, but I didn't notice it at all! Please patrol a few more times, and don't let a Duanmu family go!" Fan Canghai said approvingly.

Someone finally came to his senses and summoned up the courage to say, "Can you please sir, we need to go into the house and search."

Hearing this sentence, Fan Canghai frowned, and those people became a little nervous when they saw this, and looked at each other.

Fan Canghai said coldly: "You suspect that I am harboring the Duanmu clan?"

"No, sir, calm down! We are just routine..."

"Routine business? Is your Anti-Magic Team the emperor here? Have you stipulated the laws here? Who doesn't know that no one can set foot in my Fancanghai ancient tree. Now that you stand in front of me, you have already violated my law. law!"

A few people took a step back in fright. They were just inspectors of the Anti-Magic Squad. Apart from turning into big birds to fly and having a keen sense of smell, they were basically unarmed.The Fan Canghai in front of them could not afford to provoke them!

The person who spoke hastily bowed and said: "I have said something wrong, sir, forgive me!"

Fan Canghai's expression became even colder, and he said, "Your anti-magic team has only been established for a few days? Do you want to control the creatures in the entire Misty Illusion? Am I, a thousand-year-old cultivator, no longer able to get into your eyes?"

"No, sir, sir is one of the three masters of the illusion, highly respected, it's us juniors who are ignorant, we leave immediately, leave immediately!"

Fan Canghai disagreed, and said, "No, since we're here, we have to make things clear."

They were sweating profusely, their legs and feet were trembling, and they couldn't move forward or back.

Fan Canghai smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, I will give you a chance, if you go in and find Duanmu, you can follow your laws, and I will do whatever you want; if you can't find it, don't go back. I think Practice Huagu Palm, I haven't practiced it for many years, I don't know how much success it has!"

Mu Yunfeng was tied up by dozens of pocket men and carried hurriedly towards their base camp.

After passing the area of ​​Guhuai, the weather was surprisingly good, the wind was sunny and the sky was cloudless.The legs and feet of their pocket-sized people are unbelievably agile, and Mu Yunfeng's long legs probably can't run against them!

He was lying on his back looking at the blue sky, the grievance in his heart could not be released, and he had no tears, he was just blank, as quiet as a dead person.

He emptied his mind, didn't think about anything, struggled or did anything, and let them run happily.

Mr. Jiu said that he learned a song from human beings and wanted to sing it to Mu Yunfeng, so the "Song of a Hero" echoed on the vast plain: "The stars in the sky are in the Big Dipper, hehehehe, in the Big Dipper, life and death A bowl of wine between friends, let's go if we say we're going... When the road is injustice, let's yell, when it's time to take action, take action, go to Kyushu in a hurry..."

Some people say that this song is not suitable for the scene, and "The Big Sedan Chair" should be sung:

"Hold that, hug that, hug that moon, it smiled and bent over, hug that, hug that, hug my brother and get on the sedan chair..."

Although Mr. Jiu coughed all the way, he was obviously in a very good mood. He said to Mu Yunfeng: "Don't worry, little bee, we absolutely respect your human traditions, and we will pick you up in eight sedan chairs! I have learned this process before. You anthropologists, I guarantee that you will not miss a single step, and let you enter the door in style!" After speaking, he covered his mouth and smiled shyly.

Mu Yunfeng squinted at him, and said coldly: "How do you marry a man to carry on the family? You won't have a terminal illness, right? I think you've been coughing all the way!"

Unexpectedly, he said: "No problem! We are hermaphrodites, so don't worry about it, little bee! I'm in great shape!"

Hearing the word "hermaphrodite", Mu Yunfeng resisted the urge to vomit. If he vomited in this supine position, he would vomit all over himself!

I was so naive to trust that guy!Fan Canghai, you must die!He cast a poisonous curse in his heart, cursing the eighteenth generation of Fan Canghai's ancestors.

On the side of the ancient pagoda tree house, the faces of those big birds transformed into adults were pale, knelt down, and kowtowed one after another: "Mr. Fan, please forgive me! Mr. Fan, please forgive me!" "Please let us go!"

Compared to the discomfort caused by the smell of alcohol, Fan Canghai's words made them extremely frightened, and their tolerance to the smell of alcohol had already increased.

Fan Canghai stood up, condescending, and if there was a way to retreat, a few people would retreat, but they were standing on a branch, and they would fall if they took a step back.

"How many days have you been flying up there? Do you think I'm blind? You can smell Duanmu's blood from such a high distance?" Fan Canghai continued to develop the topic, not rushing.

They did not dare to speak, and knelt quietly, with their heads buried in the trunk.

"It can't be, it's coming directly to me, isn't it?"

"Mr. Fan, we have absolutely no intention of doing so. We must have made a mistake. Please make amends!"

Although they said a lot of sorry words, Fan Canghai didn't intend to let them go easily, but looked at them with a hunting look.From their identities as beings in ethereal illusions to their willingness to be driven by humans, from their flying around the ancient locust tree to their housekeeping routines, they talk one after another. Jae Yan never knew that her young master could talk like that!

In the end, Fan Canghai said: "People have lived for a long time, and their hearts soften. I let you go today, not because I can't move you. If there is another time, I will never tolerate it."

Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief, and one of them fainted on the spot and fell directly under the tree.

After they left, Ma Yan said: "It turns out that Young Master deliberately dismissed Young Master Mu. Fortunately, Mr. Jiu and his gang came at the right time!"

Fan Canghai said: "The Anti-Magic Team is getting more and more excessive, so be more optimistic about the little bees in the future."

She smiled, and Fan Canghai asked her curiously, "Why are you laughing?"

"Sir, you never give names to people, but when Mr. Mu comes, you... Little Bee sounds very nice! So cute."

Fan Canghai coughed, seeming a little embarrassed.

"But I'm almost terrified. That Mr. Jiu has eight wives. I heard that one of them got sick and festered all over. I don't know if it's contagious, my lord..."

Before Ma Yan finished speaking, he saw Fan Canghai anxiously opening the wish bag, and he took out a piece of paper.

This is exactly the list of people infected with AIDS that he got from the old bustard. He saw that one of the pocket people went to the Dingding Building and had sex with Qin Sulan!It's Mr. Jiu's eldest wife!

No wonder he keeps coughing. Could it be that he has been infected?Then Qin Sulan also has this symptom!Fan Canghai broke out in a cold sweat.

Qin Sulan once taught him the transmission route and symptoms of AIDS, and the disease can be transmitted by blood!He thought of a group of people pressing down on Mu Yunfeng like an arhat, wondering if he was injured?Anyway, he is dangerous now!

Pocket people belong to the "Boer tribe", and generally have two looks, Mr. Jiu's type is one, and Ma Yan's panda face is the other. The others are similar, and they all belong to the Boer tribe.Mr. Jiu's lineage is androgynous, with the characteristics of promiscuity.

Soon the kidnapping team had returned to the base camp. Their houses were all built in caves, like the caves in the north in the real world, but much shorter, because the Boer people are all less than one meter tall.The windows are round and not big.There are wine jars scattered everywhere outside the house, filled with a strong aroma of wine.

The reason why Mr. Wine is called Mr. Wine is because he brews wine all the year round, and his body is full of alcohol.All the wine in the market comes from here.He also married eight wives. These wives looked about the same in size and appearance. They were all round and thick, and they couldn't tell the difference between male and female. In Mu Yunfeng's view, there was basically no difference, except that they were dressed more gorgeously than others.

Mu Yunfeng was stuffed into the cave, his head almost touched the roof!As a newcomer, the smell of alcohol on his nose was unbearable, he felt that the air was not fresh, and he had difficulty breathing.

Mu Yunfeng said: "You have so many wives, one more is not too many and one is not too many. What are you planning?"

Mr. Jiu laughed and said, "You humans are so tall, and I want your offspring to be better. From now on, the burden of reproduction for our people will be placed on you, little bee!"