The sun was rising, and an ordinary carriage was slowly moving along the path on the outskirts of the city.

Zuo Yi sat on the wheel, took a leisurely sip of wine, and asked casually, "Pingzhi, what are your plans next?"

Lin Pingzhi thought for a while and said: "I think I will go to Yizhuang to see my father and mother first, and then leave Fuzhou and go to Luoyang to join my grandfather's house. ”

Zuo Yi nodded and said, "It seems that you are no longer indulging in grief, and you are very relieved to be a brother."

When you come to Japan to achieve great achievements and avenge your parents, you must remember to send a message to me, even if you are thousands of miles away, your brother will definitely be there to help you wave the flag, and at the same time be a witness for you. ”

"Okay, I'll definitely inform my eldest brother then!"

Lin Pingzhi nodded heavily, with a look of hesitation.

After a moment of silence, Lin Pingzhi asked, "Big brother, where are you going next?"

Zuo Yi glanced at the eastern sky, where a blazing sun broke through the clouds and rose one after another.

He said: "Since I have decided to abandon literature and martial arts, after sending you to Luoyang, I will go to Songshan to join my father, and in the future I will go to the rivers and lakes as a disciple of the Songshan faction." ”

In his heart, he was thinking that in order to become the head of the Songshan faction, he still needed to make more arrangements and make a name for himself, and once he climbed Songshan one day, he would probably face a battle for succession.

He actually thought about taking Lin Pingzhi to Songshan, and the many trustworthy helpers around him would make it much easier to do things.

But when you think about it, I'm afraid it's not appropriate.

Because Lin Pingzhi himself is a trouble.

He has a sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, whether it is good and evil, or Ding Baiying's gang, he will not let him go, which is equivalent to hatred for Songshan Pyra.

With Lin Pingzhi's current value, it is not worth the Songshan faction to offend the world for him, unless he is willing to sacrifice the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits.

But with Lin Pingzhi's stubborn nature, he would definitely not hand over the sword book that his parents guarded with their lives.

Since this is the case, it is better to let him go to the Luoyang royal family.

Anyway, Songshan is very close to Luoyang, and it is only half a day's journey.

Lin Pingzhi looked at the white clouds in the sky and sighed sincerely: "Big brother, I really envy you, not only are you both there, but you can also show your ambitions unrestrainedly." ”

Zuo Yi smiled and comforted: "Pingzhi, we still have a long life, you can too." ”

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

In the sky, a small bird circled and landed, gradually falling into a bush in front of it, but it had just landed and quickly flapped its wings and flew away, startling a few feathers.

"Be careful, there may be an ambush ahead!" Zuo Yi reminded in a low voice.

Lin Pingzhi was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly sat up straight, hugged the long sword in his arms, and said angrily: "Lord Cao is really right, those guys are really ghostly, but I didn't expect them to catch up so soon!"

Zuo Yi was noncommittal.

Who can be sure that it wasn't Cao Xiong who sold them after he went out?

Suddenly, he saw a faint glow of fire in the bushes.

"What do you do when you light a fire in broad daylight? It's not good! It could be a firecracker!"

Zuo Yi couldn't help but feel a sudden burst in his heart.

His strength has skyrocketed in the past few days, and he hasn't paid much attention to those black-clothed people, but they have even taken out the firecracker, maybe there are strong bows and crossbows, etc., so he can't help but be nervous.

This is the difference between the rivers and lakes and the imperial court.

In the battles in the rivers and lakes, most of them only use swords and hidden weapons to fight in close quarters, and even bows and crossbows are rarely used.

But if the government wants to deal with the Jianghu people, bows, crossbows, and firearms are the most important, and sometimes artillery is used, and there are not many opportunities to fight closely.

Especially in the era of the Ming Dynasty, firearms were already very developed and diverse.

As for the firearms in the army at the end of the Ming Dynasty, they were almost loose and abandoned, it was because of the corruption of the imperial court, the filling of officials' pockets and cutting corners, not that the firearms technology was not good.

The firearms hidden in the homes of some wealthy nobles are already very stable and reliable, and the lethality is huge.

There is naturally no shortage of such firearms.

At this critical moment, Zuo Yi made a quick decision, turned the horse's head without hesitation, and whipped the horse's ass fiercely!

The Law of Sighs –

The horse neighed, spread its hooves, and galloped along the way it came, boom—

"Put!"

Bang bang –

The sound of a fiery gun was released, and puffs of smoke rose from the bushes.

Immediately there was a crackling sound behind the carriage, and the papier-mâché windows were almost smashed into a sieve.

Lin Pingzhi's face turned pale from fright, and he crouched tightly in the carriage and didn't dare to raise his head.

Zuo Yi also bent down tightly, and at the same time struggled to beat the horse and gallop.

The carriage was soon out of range of the firearms, and a group of men in black with long knives rushed out of the bushes and chased after the carriage.

The first woman held a shield with a single knife and an indifferent face, it was Ding Chong.

More than a dozen brocade guards with firearms also jumped out, reloading ammunition as they pursued.

"Pingzhi, how are you?" Zuo Yi asked, turning his head as he steered the carriage.

"Big brother, I'm fine. "Lin Ping's way.

Zuo Yi was secretly surprised, just now the burst of fire shot indiscriminately, even he was shot in the shoulder, and he felt a hot pain, but Lin Pingzhi was useless, could this guy really have the aura of the protagonist?

Fortunately, at a distance of more than fifty meters, the power of the firearm has been greatly weakened, coupled with the blockage of the carriage, although Zuo Yi was hit by a lead pellet in the shoulder, it only hurt the flesh and skin, and it was not a big problem.

"Pingzhi, Fuzhou is already a tiger's den in Longtan for you and me, we must leave immediately, and we can't stay for a moment.

If you want to visit your father's body, you should wait until this limelight is over, I believe that your father and mother have a spirit in heaven, and I don't want to see you put your life in danger!"

"Okay, I'll listen to my eldest brother for everything!"

"Drive!"

When the carriage reached a crossroads, Zuo Yi drove his horse to the north without hesitation, and gradually disappeared at the end of the official road, leaving only a road of smoke and dust.

A few hundred meters behind them, Ding Chong rode a horse with the black-clothed men under his command and chased after them.

The two men and horses chased and fled, and soon galloped more than ten miles away, and gradually came to a bare mound.

Zuo Yi looked back and found that it was only Ding Chong's people who were chasing, and there was no Jinyi Guard, which made him breathe a little relieved.

Jinyiwei is well-trained and well-equipped, plus he is the Son of Heaven's own army, not only is it not easy to kill, but he does not dare to kill easily.

But Ding Chong is different from the dead soldiers under her command, these guys can't see the light, and if they kill them, they will kill them, and their masters will not feel the slightest distress.

The healthy horse driving was so tired that he was foaming at the mouth and couldn't run, and Zuo Yi was too lazy to run.

He drove the carriage to the top of the hill, and when he came to the side of the road, he jumped on a boulder with a lone sword, and watched coldly as his pursuers approached.

Boom Boom –

Ding Chong led his subordinates to the bottom of the boulder, looked at Zuo Yi coldly, and said expressionlessly: "Zuo Yi, hand over Lin Pingzhi, I will give you a happy death!"

Zuo Yi smiled indifferently: "I will also give you a choice, go back immediately, I can spare you from dying!"

"Shameless!

With a wave of Ding Chong's hand, a group of black-clothed people immediately turned over and dismounted, rushing towards the boulder with a snowy long knife.

Zuo Yi's eyes turned cold, which was exactly what he wanted.

He sat on his horse with his waist bowed, and stood at his chest with his sword in his hand, as tall and strong as a pine on the top of a mountain, and as firm as a reef of the sea.

Wind fixing pile!

Whew-

Surrounded by strong winds, the wind gradually condensed.

When the first man in black climbed the boulder, Zuo Yi took a step and swung his sword, swept downward, and instantly set off a vast wind, enveloping all the black-clothed people around the boulder!

The sword sweeps the world!

Rumble!

The wind howled, and the sand flew away.

There are also countless wind cones mixed with the strong wind, shuttling and invisible in an irregular manner, sometimes piercing, sometimes whirling, and moving with the wind.

There was a popping and puncturing sound.

One after another, the men in black were stabbed in the eyes by the wind cone, some were pierced in the throat, and some were pierced into the chest, and none of the sixteen men in black were spared......