Lu Xiuwu's dart team encountered this strange incident, even these experienced and well-trained veterans who had always walked the rivers and lakes couldn't help muttering in their hearts, because the rest of the day was extremely nervous and slow. In the evening, the whole dart team narrowly escaped the mountain, and walked more than ten miles along a dirt road fragrant with wild flowers, when suddenly thunder broke out in the sky, and it was seen that it was about to rain heavily.

Lu Xiuwu pinched his fingers and calculated, knowing that he would not be able to arrive at the scheduled accommodation in time today, and he was afraid that the thunder would hurt people, and when he was thinking about it, Dahei, who was exploring the way, came back and reported that there was a town called "Crooked Moon" not far away, and there was an inn in the town, which could still accommodate people. When Lu Xiuwu heard this, he couldn't help frowning.

Darts have their own rules and precepts, many of which are summarized and refined from the failures and even death experiences of countless ancestors. Among them, there are "four laws and six precepts", the first three precepts of the six precepts are to "quit the newly opened shop", "quit the shop that changes hands", "quit the lonely village and wild shop", that is, the shopkeeper is not familiar, the background of the store is not understood, or a unique inn in the wilderness, it is very likely to be a chopping kiln (black shop) doing the business of cutting paths.

Hu Ming stepped forward and said: "I am not in charge, I have heard about this Crescent Town, although there are not many townspeople, but it has been some years, and now it is under the jurisdiction of Lang County, and it is not an unclean place." ”

Lu Xiuwu heard Hu Ming say this, and when he saw the lightning and thunder in the sky, he had to take the idea, and the whole team was rerouted to Wanyue Town. Not long after, the first drop of rain fell, and Lu Xiuwu's dart team finally arrived at their destination. I saw a long and narrow town in front of me, the black lights were lying blindly in a wasteland, and only two strings of red lanterns were hung on the archway at the entrance of the town, reflecting the three big characters of "Crescent Town".

Hu Quan got Lu Xiuwu's order, and he had already explored the inn again with Da Hei and Mazi, and even walked around the town from the beginning to the end of the town, and only then did he come to pick up his brothers with peace of mind. The name of the inn is called "Yunlai", just at the end of the town, not big or small two courtyards, the front yard is the guest, and the back yard is the owner's own residence.

In the past, when they went to the inn to stay, the first thing the dart masters did was to plant the huss flag inside and outside the inn, hang the dart lantern, and then carefully search the room to prevent the secret passage, and then set up the eight immortal tables in the courtyard, arrange the dart car, and take turns to be on duty, but at this time, the pouring rain also seemed to fall from the sky, and no one could sit still in the courtyard, Lu Xiuwu had to let people take the coat and pull the dart car to the backyard cover, and left Hu Quan and Da Hei and Ma Zi to guard under the eaves, and he took people to the hall to eat.

The owners of Yunlai Inn are a middle-aged couple, honest and responsible, and there is a young man under them. As soon as dozens of people from the Lu Family Dart Bureau came, the couple was forced to go into battle together and work for a long time, but they also sorted out a table of fragrant peasant dishes. Lu Xiuwu ordered the young men to try them one by one, and made sure that they were not poisoned or sweated, and then waved his hand and allowed everyone to eat.

At this time, the thunder rumbled outside, the rain poured in, and the wind blew the branches, reflecting the teeth and claws on the paper windows, like a group of demons dancing. Hu Ming saw that the atmosphere at the banquet was dull, and deliberately picked up a few interesting and strange things that he encountered when he darts in the past, and the atmosphere slowly became lively. After the meal, the guys were full of food and drink, and they took turns to replace the value shift, and Lu Xiuwu and Hu Quan went to the backyard to inspect before the shopkeeper took them to the upper room. The room was on the east end of the second floor, and Lu Xiuwu hadn't arrived at the door yet, but he saw a door just open, and someone came out of it, so the two looked at each other.

"Lan Su!" Lu Xiuwu was stunned and couldn't help but scream.

The person who came was none other than Lan Su, the current leader of the Ningyuan Dart Bureau. Nowadays, when the people talk about the famous dart game on the rivers and lakes, Yang Wei ranks first, and Ning Yuan ranks second. This Lan Su is about twenty-five or six years old, seven feet long, very handsome and upright, his ancestors are also famous masters in the Royal Forest Army, and he has created a set of Lan marksmanship that is unique in martial arts, and Lu Xiuwu is the same, they are all young and famous, so they are very familiar with each other. But Lan Su is neither a friend of Lu Xiuwu, nor is he an enemy of Lu Xiuwu, if anything, he is probably called a competitor.

Lan Su was not too surprised when he saw Lu Xiuwu, but he only had a cold face and bowed his hand slightly: "Lu Shao is in charge." ”

Lu Xiuwu looked him up and down and said, "Yo, Master Lan, we are really fateful, we can meet in such a remote place." ”

The tentative meaning in Lu Xiuwu's words was already very exposed, but he didn't raise his eyelids when he saw Lan Su and said: "Lan went out to do errands, but he was hindered by a thunderstorm, so he stayed overnight." On this road to the capital, Lu Shao can walk it, and Lan can naturally walk it. ”

"You ......"

Lu Xiuwu stopped Hu Ming, arched his hand and said: "Also, when I was out of the house, I met the deceased at the first time, but I was overjoyed for a while, please forgive me for the offense." Blue master, please. ”

Lan Su glanced at Lu Xiuwu and arched his hand: "Please." "I closed the door and went downstairs.

Hu Ming waited for the shopkeeper to leave, and said while carefully inspecting Lu Xiuwu's room: "Young master, this Lan Su's attitude is arrogant, it is really hateful, he doesn't want to think about what kind of status he Ningyuan Dart Bureau is, he actually dares to be disrespectful to you!"

Lu Xiuwu looked around the room, walked to the window, and pushed open the window sash. At this time, the rain was not as fierce as before, but it was still falling continuously, and below the window was the backyard, Lu Xiuwu saw Hu Quan wearing a cloak and his men were working tirelessly to inspect the dart cart one by one, and the dart lamp with the word "Yangwei" was hung all over the courtyard, illuminating the dark night a little brighter.

Lan Su's figure suddenly appeared from under the corridor, he held an umbrella, and after a little look in the courtyard below, Hu Quan stepped forward to investigate, and quickly recognized his identity, obviously vigilant. Lan Su ignored him, but walked to the stable at the corner of the yard, added a few handfuls of feed to the tall, black-covered horse, and withdrew again. When he was about to enter the building, Lan Su raised his head and glanced at Lu Xiuwu again, Lu Xiuwu nodded at him slightly, but he still looked like he ignored and went straight into the building.

Lu Xiuwu closed the window, and Hu Ming said: "The young master, they have all been checked, and there is no mechanism." ”

Lu Xiuwu said: "There is a dart head, it is hard to travel today, you go and rest." ”

Hu Ming wanted to speak and stopped, and finally said: "The young master, the Jurchen on the road is ......," he pondered, "Then it happens that the red goods we bet on this time are a ...... A statue of Cihangdao is the person in the court who prepared a birthday gift for the saint. You also know what that person's reputation is, the incident at the beginning of the year made the border soldiers feel cold, and Lord Zeng is still on death row, you said that it was a coincidence that we were able to see the true body of the Cihang Daoist, and she also saw through the hiding place, she is not to blame......"

Lu Xiuwu's face sank, and he said sharply: "Hu Ming, Zi is silent and strange!"

Hu Ming's face changed drastically, and he said in a low voice: "Yes, it's a small mouth." ”

Lu Xiuwu slowed down his tone again and said: "Hu Darthead, let's take the dart, someone holds the dart, let's take the dart, be entrusted by others, be loyal to the people, and don't care about other things that we should take care of, isn't this what you often teach the following?"

Hu Ming said: "But ......" Seeing that Lu Xiuwu's face was unhappy, he finally swallowed his words back, and only said, "Don't be in charge, then you rest early, and I'll go outside to guard." ”

Lu Xiuwu waved his hand and let him go.

Lu Xiuwu put two firecrackers with him next to the bed just in case he rested, but now they are gone. Hu Ming knew that something was wrong, picked up the guy, pushed open the window sash, and saw a mess below, the men who were virtuoso were fighting with a group of white-clothed masked people, and the golden lion roar that he had seen in the afternoon shuttled through the crowd with a ghostly body, constantly causing chaos. The white fire burned quietly, there was no smoke, but there was high temperature, like a fantasy, not far in the air, the figure of Cihangdao people floated and floated, she wore her hair and bare feet, lowered her eyes, and looked at the scene below.

Hu Ming shuddered when he saw it, thinking about his own duties, and finally shook the knife in his hand and jumped down from the window. Instead of running to the dart cart in the backyard, he folded to the stable next to the building. Only Lu Xiuwu and him knew that the real red goods were not in that circle of dart carts at this time, but in the dark compartment of the carriage loaded with forage supplies along the way.

Hu Ming was about to turn the corner, suddenly a person suddenly rushed out of the corner, and collided with him, Hu Ming subconsciously waved the long knife in his hand and cut it, the person was cold, his figure flashed, although he dodged Hu Ming's knife, the burden on his back was picked up, only to see the burden of the skin slide away, and a lifelike, smart and delicate jade carving girl statue fell out. This change made both of them stunned, and when Hu Ming saw the man's face clearly, he was even more shocked, the person who came was actually Lan Su, the leader of the Ningyuan Dart Bureau!

Lu Xiuwu's figure also folded out from the side of the building at this time, and he was stunned when he saw this situation, and the expression on his face changed several times, but before he could say anything, Lan Su had already kicked away a guy from the Dart Bureau nearby, snatched the knife in his hand and said: "Don't talk nonsense, since you have discovered it, come on!"

Heavy rain poured, the fire rushed to the sky, this night, more than half of the elite dart masters of the Yangwei Dart Bureau were killed and wounded; this night, Lu Xiuwu, a pair of young talents known as the people of the rivers and lakes, fought with Lan Su to both defeats, and finally ended with Lan Su being captured; After this night, the first and second two major dart games on the rivers and lakes were proud, Ning Yuan fell at the same time, Lu Xiuwu, the young master of the Yangwei Dart Bureau, was too seriously injured, his skills were lost, and the bodyguard was not effective in guiding the birthday ceremony of the saint was destroyed, and was punished by the imperial court, and the prestige of the dart bureau plummeted, and the Ning Yuan Dart Bureau was exiled because the leader Lan Su colluded with the cult White Lotus Sect bandits to rob the prince and young master Yan Songjin to present the birthday gift of the saint.

In the autumn of this year, Lan Su walked to the execution ground alone, ending his short life of more than 20 years, and also leaving an indelible shame on the Lan family in later generations. Time passes, a hundred years are fleeting, whether it is the dart game, the dart master or those stories mixed with legends and blood and tears, they are gradually sinking into the riverbed of history, only occasionally turning up a fleeting small wave......