The next day, Wei Wende went home. It is important to love the people like children, but the head on your neck is even more important.

The magistrate of Pinggu County sent them ten miles away, and then waved goodbye.

The rain never stopped along the way. They walked almost in the rain for three days. On this day, I returned to the boundary of Quanzhou City in the rain.

They were supposed to cross the river from the repaired stone bridge, but in the past three days, the Qingshui River has swelled and washed away the stone arch bridge, leaving only a wooden boat to ferry. And this wooden boat can only pass a maximum of ten people at a time. So Xuankongzi ordered the soldiers to search and guard up and down the river, but found no danger, and let twenty people cross the river first, and guard around the other side of the river.

After the arrangements were made, Kong Xuanzi selected eight capable soldiers to escort Wei Wende's prefect onto the wooden boat with him.

The captain rowed the boat and floated diagonally to the opposite shore in the rushing floodwater. Soldiers armed with bows and crossbows or swords stood guard on both sides of the ship to prevent anyone from sneaking up underwater.

Driving to the middle of the river, suddenly, I heard a large hole in the belly of the boat, and the bottom of the boat was pierced through the water, and the rolling flood water immediately flooded in.

Sora Xuanzi was taken aback, and he didn't expect that someone would still attack from under the river. He turned the dust in his hand upside down, aimed at the hole and pressed the machine spring, and with a whoosh, a flying needle shot out from the top of the handle and shot into the bottom of the water.

Soon, blood was floating on the surface of the river.

As soon as Kong Xuanzi turned around, the robe on his body immediately took off and left, he crumpled the robe into a ball, blocked the hole in the bottom of the boat, and then stepped on it, and the turbid flood that came in was suddenly much less.

Immediately, Kong Xuanzi instructed the guards to help step on the robe that blocked the hole, and then turned over and fell into the flood. After his Buddha dust was infused with internal force, it immediately became as sharp as a steel cone, and it quickly stabbed out in the water, and two more blood mist appeared at the bottom of the water, and two corpses surfaced.

At this moment, there was a sound of water in the bow and stern of the ship, and two figures rushed up, holding two single knives, only to see the light of the knives flickering, fighting with the soldiers on board.

These soldiers were carefully selected, and their martial arts were not bad, but they were a big cut compared to the two assassins who came up, and they were cut down three or four in a few rounds.

After killing the two assassins underwater, Kong Xuanzi came out of the water, only to find that there were assassins on the ship, and immediately grabbed the boat gang with his left hand, and his body flew up like a roc, and pounced on the assassin at the stern of the boat. Because he found that the Assassin at the stern of the ship was superior in martial arts, he had to be killed first.

Man in the air, his whisk already pumping down on the other's head.

The assassin was an old man, and with a single knife in his hand, he slashed at his Buddha dust. Unexpectedly, this ghost hand gold wire whisk dust is extremely soft, and very tough, the sharp blade actually cut it without rotting, and in this stunned moment, the Buddha dust of the empty Xuanzi wrapped around the opponent's wrist like a poisonous snake, and a huge force passed over, and the old man couldn't hold the single knife in his hand, and it fell suddenly.

The old man was in danger, he shook his hands to break free from the dust entanglement, rubbed his body up, attacked with both palms, and in the blink of an eye, he saw that the assassin in front of him had killed two more soldiers, and he had already approached the prefect, and he could not delay any longer, when the old man assassin slashed his left shoulder with a palm, Kong Xuanzi did not dodge, and at the same time made a move, and the Buddha dust in his hand swept over, like a stick, and it was firmly pumped in the opponent's abdomen, and the old man was beaten upside down and flew out, like a falling meteor, and blood sprayed wildly in the air, fell into the water, and disappeared with a thud。

And Kong Xuanzi's left shoulder was slashed by the old man, and suddenly half of his body was numb, and he was shocked in his heart that the other party's skills were also very good. If he didn't fight hard and delay with the other party, he was afraid that it would take dozens of rounds to win, in which case, the prefect would have been hacked to death by another assassin.

Kongxuanzi immediately turned around and soared into the air, sweeping the dust towards the assassin in front of him.

The assassin had done his best, but these soldiers also resisted desperately, and finally killed the last one, and if he killed this soldier, he could take the life of the prefect behind him. Just when he single-handedly cut off half of the head of the last soldier, the figure of the empty Xuanzi that he feared the most appeared in the air.

The Buddha dust of the empty Xuanzi was chopped down. The assassin had already seen that Kong Xuanzi had beaten the old assassin to the point of vomiting blood and falling into the river within a few moves, and his martial arts were quite inferior to that of the old man, so he knew that he was not an opponent at all, and it was important to flee for his life.

So he jumped back at once, reached the bow of the boat, put one foot on the bed, rose into the air, and fell to the surface of the river.

However, his body was still in the air, and he felt a strong wind coming from behind, and he knew that it was the empty Xuanzi chasing and killing, but the others had no place to borrow their strength in the air, so they desperately slashed a knife backwards, but this knife was cut into the air. At this moment, the dust had already been slammed on the back of his head, and suddenly ** cracked, and the snow-white brain flowers mixed with bright red blood flew down in the rolling turbid flood. Immediately, the body with its head shattered fell heavily into the flood and sank.

Kong Xuanzi also fell into the water, he immediately dived, went to the bottom of the water to inspect again, found no trace of the enemy, and then turned over on the wooden boat.

The prefect of Wei Wende was already frightened, and he sat down in the middle of the boat and held his head and howled for death, until he heard Xuan Kongzi shouting in his ear: "Don't worry, my lord, the assassin has been killed." He lowered his hand and looked around, and sure enough, he could no longer see the Assassin.

The stern captain has been kicked into the water at this moment and disappeared, and there is no captain on the boat, floating away along the water.

The soldiers who had blocked the hole also died, and the water level rose rapidly as the flood water gushed into the ship's hold.

Only he and the prefect were left on the boat, and Kong Xuanzi hurriedly said to Wei Wende: "My lord, you plug the hole with your robe, and I will row the boat." Hurry!"

Wei Wende hurriedly took off his official robe and blocked the hole in a panic, but most of the boat was already submerged in water, and Kong Xuanzi grabbed the oars with both hands and rowed hard to the opposite shore.

Because the river swelled and widened, based on the speed at which the boat was traveling, it was estimated that Kugenko would be able to reach the opposite bank before the boat sank.

When their boat was about to sink into the flood, a foot away from the opposite bank, Kong Xuanzi threw away the oars, grabbed Wei Wenrui's prefect, put one foot on the bow of the boat, took off into the air, and landed lightly on the opposite bank.

Wei Wende's feet were on the solid shore, and he stopped trembling and looked back at the boat, which had sunk into the river.

Wei Wende stomped his feet by the river and scolded: "Who is it? Why do you want Wei's life again and again?"

Kong Xuanzi said: "My lord is not out of danger yet, it is better to hurry into the city." When the humble post is slowly inquired, he must find the person behind the scenes. ”

Wei Wende nodded: "Recruit guards with a lot of money to ensure the safety of this mansion!"

Kong Xuanzi also felt that it was very necessary, relying on him alone, he was a little stretched, since Wei Wende said so, as long as he was willing to spend money, he could find a master to guard. Of course, it must be reliable, and it must not lure wolves into the house.

Because the boat had sunk and the remaining soldiers could no longer cross the river, Kong Xuanzi loudly ordered the soldiers on the other side to find their way over, and then took the twenty soldiers who had already crossed the river to escort Wei Wende, who was soaked and embarrassed, and hurriedly walked back to Xuanzhou City.

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Yang Xianmao still continues to practice martial arts every day these days, twice in the morning and in the evening.

It has been raining continuously these days, and Yang Xianmao has not stopped practicing because of the rain, which can be described as rain or shine.

That morning, he braved the light rain and trotted to a small hill not far away, where he practiced martial arts.

He didn't stop practicing until it was dark. After practicing for more than an hour, his clothes were already soaked, and although it was a light rain, he couldn't stand the rain for a long time.

However, after cultivating the Five Fowl Opera for such a long time, Yang Xianmao felt that his body was much stronger than before, and ordinary typhoid fever could no longer invade his body, so he didn't care about getting wet all over his body, but felt that a lot of heat had been eliminated.

After practicing, he hiked down the mountain and walked back along the alley.

Suddenly, he heard a ** sound floating from the drizzle, this voice was very light, if it weren't for the fact that he had a certain amount of heat in the five bird drama now, he couldn't hear it, so he immediately stopped, because he could hear from this voice that this person should be enduring pain.

He immediately followed the sound and looked for it, and after a dozen steps away in the corner of a wall, he found an old man.

Yang Xianmao hurriedly squatted down, before the situation was unknown, he would not easily move the other party, because some injuries and illnesses could further aggravate the condition.

Yang Xianmao asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?" Are you injured or sick?"

The old man slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw that it was him, he immediately raised his eyebrows, and asked intermittently, "You, are you...... , the ...... of the Rejuvenation Hall , is Yang Xianmao in Xiaolang?"

Yang Xianmao was a little surprised and said, "You know me?"

The old man nodded and said, "Childe's reputation for caesarean section has long spread, I used to occasionally pass by your pharmacy occasionally, and I heard people talk about you, when you were treating people in the pharmacy, so I knew." - My surname is Hong, I am an elder of the beggar gang, I was injured by someone, and I want to come to you to heal my wounds. But I can't climb up here, but it just so happens that the sky has eyes, and I just ran into you. Looks like I don't deserve to die. ”

This Elder Hong was the old man assassin who had previously attacked Wei Wende's prefect in the surging Qingshui River. He was seriously injured and fell into the water, but fortunately the water was very good, and he floated downstream to the shore and returned to the city with difficulty, wanting to find Yang Xianmao to heal his injuries. Walking here, I was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and I stayed up all night, thinking that I would definitely die, but I didn't expect to meet Yang Xianmao passing by.

When Yang Xianmao heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said: "It's not a secret, the prefect said that I was pretending to be a ghost by disemboweling and disemboweling people, and my father was frightened, so I was forbidden to disemboweling and disemboweling people for treatment." ”

Elder Hong took a breath and said, "Don't listen to that bastard in the prefect's house. How can you pretend to be a ghost in your ability to heal your wounds? I beg my son to save my life, I have suffered very serious internal injuries, and if you don't save me, I won't be able to live. ”

"Where are you injured?"

"Abdomen, hit by a dog thief's dust, my stomach hurts, it hurts very much, please save me, although the old beggar doesn't have much money, but I heard that you can exchange martial arts, as long as you save me, I am willing to pass on my fame to you." ”