Chapter 30: The Dart Gate

"Young Master Huaiying, listen to me, it's a pity that you don't go out to sell. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Inside the Heavenly Prison Bluestone, Mo Wushuang put the knife next to Di Huaiying's neck, and with his other hand, he kept lighting the pink delicacy and ornaments for the indignant youth, which was really obscene.

"This chest is pasted with steamed buns, so be careful not to rise and fall too much when walking, now is definitely not a strategy to avoid the eyes of the firefighters in Guqiao Town, after all, in public, this time the owner has the information we want."

The two-point silver ornament pear blossom hairpin was pinned to the top of his head, and even Mo Wushuang sighed when he saw this appearance, and then put on a black man's clothes, and his bright and dazzling face was also hidden under the hood.

"Don't be impulsive for a while, I don't have much time, I'm going to look for someone from the dart game here, and strive to give you an impactful show when I come back tomorrow."

After that, he pushed open the window sash, and when he saw that there was no one left and right, he flew out of the house like a civet cat, leaving Di Huaiying to sit alone in the house and sigh until there was a knock on the door.

"Wushuang girl, some people outside said that they came to look for you to go to Cuiyan Pavilion, I don't know... Are you going? ā€

"Come... Come on! Pinching his voice, Di Huaiying reluctantly put on his headscarf and opened the door, and left with the carriage outside the prison, leaving only the two forced jailers next to the stone tablet whispering.

"By the way, why does this arraignator wear women's clothes, is it... Wow......"

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"Knock knock!" At night, the door of the Rift Inn was pushed open, and a group of dart masters still gathered in the hall to discuss the matter of the Zhengyuan Festival, and when they turned around, they saw a slender figure dressed in black walking straight up, and suddenly their hearts were full of weapons in the palm of their hands.

"Don't get excited, old guys, it's me!"

Seeing this, Mo Wushuang hurriedly took off his hood, and then everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw it, especially Gangzi shouted excitedly: "Wushuang girl, why did you come out?" ā€

"Well, well, that's fine." Mo Wushuang propped his forehead to find an idle chair, but when he looked up, he saw that the familiar dart masters in front of the table had different expressions, and a few people turned their heads away as if they were swallowing.

"Where's the old dart? Thanks to the last time the old dart head came forward to send things to Dali Temple, I came here this time to thank the old dart. ā€

Gangzi's concerned face on the side froze suddenly, and then he ignored the obstruction of the people around him and said the follow-up to the two of them leaving the Bliss Building that day.

It turned out that Wang Lao Dart Tou and Gangzi saw the assassin behind him on the way back that day, and stretched out his hand to tell Gangzi to hurry to the heavenly prison to find the scroll, and faced the four masters with an old smoking gun alone.

Because of old age and two fists are difficult to defeat four hands, and then he was seriously injured and rolled down the snow to escape the end of death, until Gangzi ran back to the inn to find many dart masters to search for a whole night before picking up the old man Wang who still had half a breath left by an ice lake.

"Old man Wang said that this is the kindness of the unequaled girl, and she shouldn't take the initiative to trouble the girl, but now that the girl is concerned, let's go in and have a look."

The dart masters gave up a room, and then Mo Wushuang gently pushed the door to visit, and saw Wang Lao's dart head lying on the bed full of bandages, and the pungent smell of herbs caused Mo Wushuang's right eyelid to jump violently.

"Shhhh The girl was a little quieter, it was too painful to change the dressing before, and she had just fallen asleep when the old dart head was tired. ā€

Closing the door of the room, everyone returned to the table but saw Mo Wushuang pushing the money bag given by Young Master Zhang to Gangzi from his arms, and everyone hurriedly called Gangzi to return it when they saw this.

"Everyone, don't be polite, Wang Lao Dart is upright and pays attention to the rules, Wushuang naturally looks up to him, but Wushuang also has his own rules, you put away this money first to find some good medicine."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something, and took out the feather that Que Ling had given him earlier and slapped it on the table, and then turned his head and smiled bitterly.

"I will burn this into ashes and mix it in the herbs, the magic power in it can help Wang Lao Dart's head recover his body, and these days there are many trivial things that can not be visited often, if the old dart head wakes up, please thank the old man for his great kindness."

Pushing away the chair, Mo Wushuang pulled up his hood and just wanted to turn around and leave, but unexpectedly, Gangzi behind him raised his hand and called the back of the person who was about to leave.

"Peerless girl, I... You probably need help with something this time, and if you don't dislike it, I want to do my part. ā€

Lotus Boots stopped, and the face under Mo Wushuang's hood sank and lifted, and then he responded with a trembling smile and a smile.

"Don't bother a few people, earlier... The friendship between us has been settled, not to mention that Wang Lao's dart head is now seriously injured, and I have no shame to beg you again......"

"I'm the acting dart head of a dart game now, if the peerless girl has anything to say, as for the reward, we'll talk about it later."

Gangzi rarely faced Mo Wushuang and straightened his waist, and at this time, Mo Wushuang bit his lip and turned around, and Gangzi sank his throat.

"Remember the half-hammer handle I gave you earlier? There is one thing I need someone who knows the rules to introduce me to Huangsha Village. ā€

Speaking just eyes stared, this work can only be done by the old dart head of Wang Lao, first go to see the second master of Tulongzhai and then look for Huangsha Village from this route, a little carelessness is very dangerous, straight to the side of the dart master to look at each other.

"I'll go!"

"Gangzi! You are crazy, this job may not even dare to accept the old dart, you are the only remaining grandson of the old dart, if something happens, you can call the old dart head how to live! ā€

The dart masters wanted to stop Gangzi's impulse, but Mo Wushuang stopped at the table and didn't say much, looking at Gangzi's actions, there was some understanding of it.

After all, the pillars have fallen, and someone must stand up to replace them, otherwise the dart game will only be a plate of loose sand.

"I know I'm a little embarrassed, but this matter can only be led by people in black and white, otherwise I'm afraid that I won't get anything when I enter Huangsha Village."

Although he knew that it was not benevolent to do so, there were still nine days before the Zhengyuan Festival, and it was inevitable that Di Huaiying's affairs would go wrong, and at this moment Mo Wushuang could only race against time.

Even Mo Wushuang thought in his heart that it was a big deal that he swore by his heart, so that he would save the only remaining honest grandson of Wang Lao's dart.

"Wushuang girl, Gangzi has a question I want to ask, why do you pay so much for this Li Yuanfang, who has nothing to do with you?"

Everyone was calm, Mo Wushuang blinked twice, and after a moment of contemplation, he responded.

"Why do soldiers who fight for their lives on the battlefield dare to block arrows for their generals, it is because this is the only faith they can support to survive in the land of bloodshed, and if their faith is gone, it will be like a walking corpse to be slaughtered."

"And my belief is to meet these two people who are worthy of being with each other for a lifetime in the great world, and to complete a history that I have no regrets."

Gangzi saw that Mo Wushuang's eyes did not move, and then he breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"I understand, just like the rules that the dart gate has to abide by for a lifetime, Wang Lao Dart can do it, and my grandson can naturally do it."

Mo Wushuang got up and hugged his fist towards Gangzi to thank him, and saw that the door of Wang Lao's dart head was open a finger's width gap, and he saluted in the direction of the door, and then turned around and disappeared into the inn hall.

"Old darthead! How did you get out! ā€

Everyone looked away and saw that Wang Lao's dart head was holding the door frame, so they hurriedly leaned on the table and saw the old man's palm patting Gangzi's shoulder heavily.

"Figured it out? Now you know the answer. ā€

"Well, but... I still want to give it a try......"