After being dedicated to the villain

Chapter 36

Duan Lingyao wants to teach Song Sijin how to ride a horse again.

The process of learning how to ride a horse last time was not very pleasant. Song Sijin didn't really want to agree, but he couldn't refuse Duan Lingyao, so he was still pulled onto the horse.

This time Duan Lingyao asked him to control the horse and walk for a while. Song Sijin tensed up, and the horse walked crookedly. After a while, it stopped directly and gnawed a few mouthfuls of grass on the side of the road.

The horse is tall and handsome, well cared for, with a shiny and smooth mane that feels good to the touch.

Although he was not very obedient, Song Sijin felt that it was all his own fault, not the horse's fault, because he had seen Duan Lingyao galloping on this horse and their heroic appearance.

If only one day, I can control the horse to run so fast.

Chutchu, get rid of all the bad guys and troubles, so that Duan Lingyao and Master Song can never find themselves again.

Thinking of this, Song Sijin became a little more serious, imitating Duan Lingyao's teaching, clamping down on the horse's belly, but in the end clamping over the head, the horse neighed unhappily, and ran towards the front.

This quick run directly catapulted Song Sijin into the air, as if he was about to fall in an instant.

His face changed suddenly, his body became stiff and unable to move in panic, and he was about to fall off the horse.

Fortunately, he grabbed his waist with one hand and pulled him straight back.

The other hand went around from behind his waist, and grabbed the rein forcefully. The horse walked slowly. Duan Lingyao rubbed up, leaned on his shoulder and asked, "Brother Jin, what was he thinking just now, he was distracted."

A drop of cold sweat fell from the corner of his forehead, Song Sijin's heart was still beating wildly, he shook his head slowly: "It's nothing."

When getting off the horse, Song Sijin's waist was weak and his legs were weak, and he almost slipped off - riding a horse was too scary, he didn't want to learn it anymore!

Keep going, the road gradually becomes smaller and harder to walk.

Different from the roads in the city, the roads in the country are full of dirt. When it rains, the ground will be soaked in mud. If you accidentally get stuck in the mud, you will not be able to get out.

Originally planned to pull the car out and continue on the road, but Xing'er Village was just ahead, and Song Sijin couldn't hide his eagerness, so he asked Duan Lingyao to go first.

Scared by the horse earlier, Song Sijin didn't dare to ride a horse, so he begged Duan Lingyao to walk.

Fortunately, the road is very close, and it will take a while to walk.

Duan Lingyao continued forward with Song Sijin and a few attendants, leaving some people to find a way to push the car out.

The muddy road was very difficult to walk, Duan Lingyao frowned, unable to get off for a long time.It's really inappropriate to ask him to walk in the mud wearing expensive moccasin boots and clean grosgrain pants, Song Sijin whispered, "Why don't you ride a horse, and I'll walk on the ground."

Duan Lingyao flattened her mouth unhappily: "No."

Song Sijin thought about it again: "I'll carry you there,"

Duan Lingyao looked at him suspiciously: "Can you move your back?"

This made Song Sijin a little unhappy. Although Song Sijin was soft-tempered, it didn't mean that he was also weak in strength, and Duan Lingyao didn't look tall and strong, so there was nothing he couldn't bear.

Originally, I didn't know much, but even this was questioned. Song Sijin insisted more and more: "Of course I can!"

Song Sijin rolled up his trouser legs, tied his long clothes to his waist, squatted down and said, "Come up and try."

Duan Lingyao no longer refused, opened his arms and threw himself on Song Sijin's back. Song Sijin felt that his body sank and his knees were about to kneel down. He quickly stabilized himself, wrapped his arms around Duan Lingyao's legs His lower back and thighs were all tensed.

Duan Lingyao almost slipped down, and rubbed against him again, causing Song Sijin's belt to loosen.

"Hey, don't move around!"

After he stabilized, Song Sijin hurriedly called to stop. He really didn't expect Duan Lingyao, a slender boy who was a little shorter than himself, to have such a heavy weight, so heavy that his waist and legs began to ache.

Well, although he looks slender, his muscles are extremely tight, Song Sijin knows it.

Duan Lingyao laughed and laughed in his ear: "Brother Jin, I'm ready, start now."

Song Sijin frowned and walked forward. The road was already sticky, and with the addition of a heavy person, it seemed that the further he walked, the more he would sink into the mud.

Xin Qing and Xin Yi walked beside the two of them, reaching out to help them, and persuaded the second son of Song to put down the young master, and they could carry the two of them on their backs as servants.Song Sijin pursed his lips and refused. He is a grown man after all, and he wanted to save face for himself when he had the chance.

But after a few steps, Song Sijin started to shake, afraid of throwing Duan Lingyao, so he walked very slowly.

That's all for the single master Shen, Duan Lingyao started teasing him again, he hummed in Song Sijin's ear, and suddenly opened his mouth to grab the tip of his ear and bite gently.

Song Sijin shrugged his shoulders in slight pain and itch, and hurriedly begged him: "Young master, don't do this, you will fall down."

Duan Lingyao naturally refused to agree, hugging his neck for a while and kissing him, blowing his breath for a while, biting him twice, panting lightly for a while and calling for brother.

He made it clear that he was playing tricks, but Song Sijin had nothing to do with him, blushed and responded, and just walked forward, hoping to get to the place quickly and tell this non-stop little devil to stop bullying him.

Suddenly there was a messy voice in front of him, Song Sijin looked forward, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

Those were a few little boys, who were lively and active in their teens. They were "acquaintances" with Song Sijin. Before Song Sijin left Xing'er Village, he was often entangled by them.

At this time, the group of boys were laughing loudly and chasing and fighting in the field. They ran to the side of the road and saw Song Sijin as they ran.

The little boy in the lead widened his eyes and realized that Fool Song was cheating on others. Wow, did he become a big bully for others?Well, they didn't agree to want Fool Song to be a big bull before, but now they let others ride!

Song Sijin stopped, hesitantly standing there, not knowing what to do, the main reason is that the present is not what it used to be, now that he has a person on his back, not only dare not run, but can't run.

Duan Lingyao didn't notice it, he was lying on Song Sijin's back, seeing him looking at the group of children, he thought he was touched by this picture of teenagers playing.

So Duan Lingyao hugged Song Sijin's neck, and rubbed the tip of his ear affectionately: "Brother Jin likes children? Why don't we work hard and have one?"

Song Sijin was immediately distracted by his nonsense: "Ah? No, men can't have children."

"People don't care, how will you know if you don't try."

Duan Lingyao pestered and acted like a baby with Song Sijin, insisting on his own promise that he would work hard.

"Well... try it, don't talk about it, I promise you it will be."

Song Sijin was so ashamed that he couldn't bear it. He lowered his head and listened to the obscene words he whispered in his ears. He really wanted to cover his ears, but he couldn't free his hands, and he didn't dare to do so.

No matter how soft and sweet Duan Lingyao's voice was, there was always an undeniable arrogance in it.

Just now.

Snapped!

A ball of mud crossed the cold and open field, and hit Song Sijin steadily and fiercely.

Coincidentally, Duan Lingyao was whispering in Song Sijin's ear at that time, and the lump of mud...pasted Duan Lingyao's neck.

For a moment, the chattering voice in Song Sijin's ear stopped.

Song Sijin, Duan Lingyao, Xin Yi, Xin Qing and a series of people accompanying them were all stunned.

"The idiot has returned to the village, beat the idiot, don't be a idiot, beat the idiot, take the exam, beat the idiot!"

"Idiot Song is a big bully for others, shameless!"

"Fool Song, look at this!"

Pa, another cloud of mud flew towards him, and Xin Yi jumped forward to block it.

Five little boys around twelve or thirteen years old laughed and ran, throwing mud balls at Song Sijin, yelling indiscriminately while throwing them, as if it was a happy game.

Duan Lingyao finally woke up from the sudden attack, with an inexplicable stench and earthy mud falling down his neck into his clothes, he trembled, he was angry, and he held Song Sijin tightly Shoulders kept shaking.

It was the first time in his life that the little father-in-law, who was dressed in fine clothes and fine food, was attacked so dirty.

"Catch them all!"

Duan Lingyao jumped to the ground, no longer caring about the dirt, he scolded angrily, and then began to pick up the mud on his body.

Xin Yi and the others chased after them like eagles pouncing on chickens. When the broken children saw it, they immediately ran back screaming.

"Run, you hit someone else!"

It's a pity that a few short legs couldn't run the adults like Xin Yi. Xin Yi and the others stepped on the mud on their trouser legs. They were not used to running in this kind of soft field. The group of broken children were all brought back.

Song Sijin was busy wiping the mud off Duan Lingyao's neck, not only the neck was dirty, but also the inside of the clothes and hair were dirty.Duan Lingyao's eyes were watery, he gritted his teeth fiercely and felt aggrieved, he complained to Song Sijin: "It's so disgusting!"

The disaster was caused by himself, Song Sijin was afraid that he would get angry with him, so he quickly reached out to untie his belt: "I'll help you clean the inside, take a bath when you return to the village, and you'll be clean soon."

Duan Lingyao avoided his hand and said angrily, "If I don't ask them to cry and call father and son today, I won't be named Duan!"

These bad boys are really annoying. Song Sijin was often bullied by them in groups, but if they really want to kill and maim people because of this, Song Sijin really can't bear it.

"Little Grandpa, they are young and ignorant, just give them a beating, and if they can't do it, then ask their adults to make amends."

Parents of bad children are not easy to use. Once Song Sijin was pushed to the ground by them and broke his knee. His mother wanted to ask his parents for an explanation, but she was beaten up, saying that it was Song Sijin who was a fool. to their children.

Song Sijin hated those unreasonable adults even more because of his son not teaching his father.

Duan Lingyao took a deep breath, felt the cold and wet mud on his back, and stopped his killing intent: "Don't worry about it, let me ask you, did they bully you like this before?"

Song Sijin hummed lightly.

Duan Lingyao was angry and funny: "It's useless for such a big man to be bullied by a few children!"

Song Sijin glanced at him secretly, and said meaningfully: "But... a bad boy just gets harder the younger he is."

These bad boys have unlimited energy and are idle, especially during the slack season, they might hide somewhere and then suddenly jump out and push Song Sijin.It may be that the entertainment items are limited, and a living person is easier to play with than a stone or branch, so he bullied Song Sijin when he saw him.

I don't know who made up the jingle "Beating a fool doesn't make you a fool, beating a fool makes you smart, beating a fool makes you a champion, and beating a fool makes you a high-ranking official". Si Jin had to avoid them when he saw them before.

"Oh." Duan Lingyao sneered, "You bastards who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, my master, I will show mercy today and don't stop cultivating, so I will discipline them well!"

The five boys were carried and stood in front of Duan Lingyao one by one by the tall and burly guards. The tall ones barely touched the ground with their toes, while the short ones jumped up and down in the air.

They couldn't break free from the hands of the attendants at all.

That's it, still screaming and cursing.

"Song fool, you wait, I will let my mother scold you!"

"I didn't hit you on purpose. Why do you arrest me? Who are you? My grandfather is the village chief and my uncle is the policeman. Tell them to beat you to death!"

"I'll bite you to death!!"

A boy with a runny nose screamed and opened his mouth to bite.

Xin Qing's hand was bitten, and she couldn't help cursing. She pinched the child's chin and took back her hand. Seeing the tooth marks, he couldn't help but get angry. Good guy, I really want to bite him to death.

Seeing this, Xin Yi asked Xin Bai to whisper a few words in his ear. Xin Bai nodded, turned around and walked back, gradually moving away from the crowd.

The smile on Duan Lingyao's face became colder and colder: "You like playing with mud, don't you? That's fine, let's play together."

Song Sijin watched from the side with fear, fearing that the attendants would draw their knives and disembowel the little boys in the next second.

Duan Lingyao paced slowly, hooking his fingers at Song Sijin, with a malicious and fake smile on his face.

Seeing him like this, Song Sijin trembled with fear, walked up to Duan Lingyao, and called him eagerly: "Young master, just give him a good beating."

Duan Lingyao pretended to be surprised: "How can brother Jin be so violent? I'm going to be scared."

Song Sijin: "..."

Duan Lingyao looked down and asked towards the dirty mud, "What's the point of playing with mud?"

Song Sijin scratched his head: "Just be happy?"

"Oh, that's just playing casually." The tip of Yin Hong's tongue licked the corners of his lips, Duan Lingyao knelt down gently, holding back his nausea, and picked out a lump of soft mud.

Song Sijin was dumbfounded, he knew that Duan Lingyao liked to be clean, he never expected him to do such a thing.

Duan Lingyao stood up again, glared at him, raised his voice slightly, with a slightly imperceptible cry: "He is so dirty, what else is there to care about!"

The fields are vast, and the sky is sunny but bright. Such good sunlight shining on the brocade clothes must be very radiant and luxurious.

But it's a pity that among the people present, there are basically not many people who are not stained with mud.

Duan Lingyao smashed the jar, grabbed a lump of mud with his own hands, and threw it viciously at the little boy in charge.

His archery skills are extremely high, and his accuracy in throwing things is also good. The mud slapped on people's faces, and turned the yelling pesky into a little mud monkey.

The little boy was yelling at first, but suddenly took a mouthful of mud, and couldn't help crying after two peeps.

He has never been so wronged!

Duan Lingyao quickly bent down to pick up another lump of mud, slapped it on another boy's face, picked up the third lump of mud, bang!Pick up the fourth lump of mud, bang!

The annoying noise in front suddenly turned into crying, and the only surviving little boy cried out of fear before being slapped in the face.

The louder they cried, the happier Duan Lingyao laughed. The rampant laughter spread for ten miles along the wind, and Song Sijin's eyes widened as he watched this scene.

Duan Lingyao suddenly turned his head, his eyebrows beaming with joy: "Brother Jin is right, mud is really fun."

Song Sijin: "Uh, yes." Although the two play completely different ways.

The crying little boy was held firmly by the attendants, and Duan Lingyao said to Song Sijin, "Don't just watch, I'll leave you the last one."

"what……"

"hurry up!"

"Ooh!"

I don't know why, my heart is pounding at this moment, but I don't seem to be afraid, it feels amazing.Song Sijin picked up a lump of mud and held it up. He looked up at the infinitely high sky, and then moved forward to see the small village where the smoke was curling up.The cool wind blew through his hair, and it circled to the distance.

Song Sijin's hand was getting stronger and stronger, and he threw it hard at the face of the last little boy.

Snapped!

The little boy burst into tears.

Some of the stagnant air that had been accumulated for a long time seemed to fly out along with the lump of mud.

He remembered this kid, he tricked himself into digging jicama.

At that time Song Sijin was stupid, he said he would exchange candy, Song Sijin believed it, he took jicama and left, Song Sijin squatted on the side of the road waiting for him all day, his legs were covered by mosquitoes Bite into several packages.

No one will give justice to a fool for what he said, especially if the fool is much older than a child.

The past is turbulent, Song Sijin thought to himself, he is really worthless, he can even bully a few children.

Fortunately, they are not too difficult to deal with, and he still has a chance to vent his anger.

Song Sijin picked up another lump of mud and threw it on the child, but he was thinking in his heart when he would have a chance to vent his anger on Duan Lingyao.

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Duan Lingyao and Song Sijin seemed to be playing a game, they used lumps of mud to completely muddy the children into mud monkeys, they were covered in black mud from head to toe, I am afraid their mothers would recognize it if they came over. Can't tell which one is their own child.

The cries in front of them were all in one piece, just like what Duan Lingyao said, they were all crying for their parents.

Song Sijin was a little tired from throwing mud, so he pinched his waist to rest, regardless of his dirty hands.After the depression in his heart was exhausted, Song Sijin couldn't bear to continue seeing the miserable conditions of the little mud monkeys.

He gently took Duan Lingyao's dirty hand, and begged him softly: "Little Lord, forget it, it will take time to continue playing."

Duan Lingyao was playing with mud for the first time, and he couldn't get enough of it: "See if they dare in the future."

Song Sijin said, "I definitely don't dare."

"Are you happy?" the boy asked suddenly.

Song Sijin was taken aback for a moment, pursed his lips, and nodded embarrassedly.

Taking advantage of the situation to bully others, the strong to bully the weak, the big to bully the small, preoccupation, and even taking advantage of the power of a notorious bully like Duan Lingyao... It doesn't sound good to say any aspect, and Song Sijin felt ashamed when he calmed down.

But very happy.

Really happy.

Duan Lingyao raised his chin and hummed softly, "Let them go."

As soon as the attendants let go, several children cried and went home to find their parents.

Seeing them running far away, Duan Lingyao looked at the backs of a few embarrassed mud monkeys from the air, turned around and handed Song Sijin his hand: "His hands are so dirty, and his body is so dirty, I'm so annoying."

Song Sijin was also very dirty, so he wiped his hands with the hem of his barely clean clothes.

The two of them were so dirty, Duan Lingyao didn't play with his little temper of being clean anymore, and stomped heavily on the dirt road with one foot, leaning on Song Sijin from time to time.

"When will you arrive at Zhuangzi?"

"It's just ahead."

"I hate it here."

"Well, I don't like it very much either."

"Don't come next time, the road is so difficult."

"what."

"Why, brother Jin has an opinion?"

"No, no, that is, when it is not raining, the road is not so difficult."

"People suddenly feel that the little boy is so annoying, so don't have one in the future."

"I couldn't have given birth..."

"Give birth to a little girl, the little girl won't be so annoying!"

"..."

-

When Song Sijin, Duan Lingyao and several attendants walked to the front of Zhuangzi, none of them was clean.

Song Sijin clasped his hands and walked forward a little excitedly.

Strange to say, the gate of Zhuangzi was open. They had just approached, but before they could see clearly, a long-term worker shouted inside to announce the arrival of the distinguished guest.

After a while, several people hurried towards the gate, and shouted from a distance with beaming smiles on their faces: "Young Master, you have worked hard on the road, and your presence really makes Pengpi shine—huh?"

Seeing the distressed appearance of Duan Lingyao's group of people, he was speechless immediately.

what happened!

Which desperate assassin made the noble little prince like this!

If it's over, you won't be dragging the Song Mansion, right?

The butler panicked and cared: "What happened to the little prince? But did you meet bandits?"

Duan Lingyao shook the mud on his sleeves, raised his chin, and his arrogance never diminished: "You don't need to worry about it, go and boil hot water."

The housekeeper responded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, Dashan Dahe, hurry up and prepare hot water, the more you boil, the better."

After the order was given, the butler welcomed Duan Lingyao and the others in, but instead of leading them in immediately, he turned sideways and everyone made way for Duan Lingyao to see the young man walking slowly with a cane behind him.

"Little Lord, I heard that you are coming. Our Third Young Master will come to greet you even if his leg is broken. Third Young Master, please slow down and be careful of your legs."

It was a boy who was two years younger than Duan Lingyao, dressed exquisitely and gorgeously, but his complexion was vain and pale, and the two circles of black and blue under his eyes made him look very haggard.

He staggered and looked as if he was about to faint: "Little Grandpa, my stupid brother Song Siqiong, it is a great honor to meet you today."

Duan Lingyao glanced at him, and said lightly: "I'll talk about the polite words later, the young master wants to take a bath first."

Although Song Sijin and Song Siqiong were brothers, the other party didn't mean to say hello to his real brother at all, and Song Sijin didn't mind, he just looked at him in surprise, confused and confused.

Even though he was fine when we met last time, why did he really have a broken leg when he came here this time?

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