Chapter 424: What is the Intention?

It is said that Wu Yi and Liu Jingzhi went to the place where it is said that there are profiteers selling grain at high prices. Sure enough, I saw the profiteer, and to say that his so-called grain was really simple, it was just a basket of coarse grain.

The profiteer's clothes were also ordinary, a patched fisherman's shirt, and his face was dirty and dusty, and he could vaguely see that this person had sharp-beaked monkey gills, and he did not look like the outfit of a person who had earned gold ingots.

Seeing Liu Jingzhi and those government soldiers in official robes, the profiteer did not panic, but smiled indifferently: "Yo, this is the county guard?" can be regarded as a rich master, oh, this basket of nests, count you cheaper, fifty taels of gold, how about handing over gold with one hand and delivering with the other? ”

Liu Jingzhi climbed onto a big rock, and the official was full of cold drink: "Boldly Diao Min, in extraordinary times, dare to hide food privately, come to someone, take this person down for me!" ”

There was a circle of people around him, and they were very disgusted with the profiteer's practices, and when they saw Liu Jingzhi at this moment, they all shouted hello.

The profiteer naturally didn't take those soldiers in his eyes, carried the basket on his back, and arrived in front of Liu Jingzhi with a vertical leap, and stretched out his hand to grab Liu Jingzhi, it seems that he planned to capture the thief and capture the king first.

Liu Jingzhi's face turned pale in shock, but he didn't have time to move at all, seeing that the man's hand was about to grab his neck, a simple knife suddenly stretched out from behind him, and cut it diagonally at a sharp angle.

The profiteer was taken aback, although he saw that behind this Liu Jingzhi, there was a tall warrior standing, but he didn't pay attention to that person. is only a county guard, how clever can you be?

At this moment, seeing this warrior make a move, he was shocked, knowing that this person was not comparable to ordinary soldiers, he immediately jumped out diagonally, avoided the tricky knife, and looked at Wu Yi in disbelief: "Who are you?" ”

Wu Yi sneered: "Sure enough, you have some skills, but even if you are unlucky, Lao Tzu has not moved his hands and feet for a while, so I will loosen your muscles and bones today." As he spoke, he raised his knife and pressed on.

The profiteer was only for money. didn't want to cause more trouble, but now seeing that this Wu Yi seems to be a hard character, he retreated.

It's just that Wu Yi hates him for making water and making money, so how can he let him go like this. An ordinary simple knife danced, sealing all his retreats from the front and back, left and right. Wu Yi is the first military general of Tianyou, and his martial arts are by no means in vain.

The profiteer couldn't rush out of the left and right, so he was also ruthless and threw away the basket on his body. From under the clothes on the back waist, he took out two daggers with strange shapes, saying that they were daggers, which were slender and longer than ordinary daggers.

Wu Yi frowned, this is obviously not an ordinary profiteer, looking at the origin of the martial arts, it seems that he is not from the Central Plains. At that moment, I had the thought that I couldn't let this person go.

On a large stone in the shade of the woods, there stood a face like a heavy jujube. A rough and eccentric man, and an old farmer with a simple face.

It is the leader of the Dingjun Mountain bandits: the great monk Dong Shitong, and Fu Zeye, who is respected as Master Fu, and the Shangshu of the Criminal Department of the previous dynasty.

The great monk smashed his mouth at this time and said: "This Wu Yi's martial arts are good, and he is a little worse than my great monk." ”

Old Master Fu ignored the great monk's boasting, but paid attention to the profiteer: "This person's martial arts are strange, not from Middle Earth." ”

The great monk said indifferently: "Maybe it's from Yongzhou, I heard that Yongzhou can often see women from Fanbang in the west, who look like goblins." This person's martial arts may also come from Fanbang. ”

Old Master Fu shook his head slightly: "I think this person's martial arts are a bit familiar......

At this time, Wu Yi below was fighting. With a loud shout, the knife suddenly changed, and it opened and closed, and the profiteer didn't want to fight hard with Wu Yi. But at this moment, he was helpless, and he was forced to use the dagger to block Wu Yi's move Mount Tai to press the top, but he didn't want the dagger in his hand to click and break into two pieces.

The profiteer was frightened and reluctantly avoided to the side, but only avoided the vital point. was slashed in the shoulder by Wu Yi, but fortunately, Wu Yi deliberately wanted to keep his mouth alive, otherwise if the knife went down, half of his shoulder might be gone.

Wu Yi succeeded with a knife, kicked the seriously injured profiteer down, and shouted at the stunned soldiers left and right: "Tie up!" ”

This kind of thing is the standard equipment of the government soldiers, and several people came back to their senses and immediately stepped forward to tie up the bloodied profiteer so that they could not see their hands and feet. Then according to this profiteer, he looked at Wu Yi with adoration in his eyes.

Liu Jingzhi also secretly smacked his tongue, in the end, he was the commander of the forbidden army, it was really unusual, he stepped forward and said with a smile: "The general is brave, the lower officials are really admired, there is a general in my Jinzhou, why worry about the flood!" ”

Wu Yi was a little speechless, what does my martial arts have to do with water, and the person who can really control the flood is still on the other side of Qishui.

"This person will be handed over to you, be sure to interrogate him well, his martial arts background and how he lived Qishui." Wu Yi explained.

Today's Fengying City is surrounded by water on three sides, the only side of the mountain, and it is deserted, this person has a nest on his back, and his martial arts are strange, it is very likely that he came from the opposite side of Qishui, since he can cross Qishui, there must be a boat...... Thinking of this, Wu Yi couldn't wait to go back and tell Xia Shaoyuan the news.

He thought that the soldiers were dragging a seriously injured prisoner too slowly, so he stepped forward and sealed the profiteer's acupoint, on the one hand, to temporarily stop the bleeding so that he would not die immediately, and on the other hand, to prevent him from using martial arts to break free and escape. And he himself hurried back to the palace.

Master Fu and the big monk in the dark, of course, hurriedly followed, Wu Yi's figure was tall, and he walked in a hurry, the big monk was okay, although the old man Fu was born as a head catcher, but in the end he was old, and after following for a while, he was out of breath, so he ordered the big monk to go first, and figure out where Wu Yi went, and then meet at the agreed place.

The big monk looked at Mr. Fu and felt a little uneasy, and Mr. Fu said angrily: "Now it is a matter of the safety of the little master, your mother-in-law and mother are like a girl!" You are bullying me for being old, and I dare not teach you a lesson, right? ”

The great monk had great respect for Master Fu, so he naturally didn't dare to say any more, so he hurriedly went to chase Wu Yi.

Old Master Fu leaned on a collapsed courtyard wall, sighed in his heart that he was not convinced of the old man, took a short rest, and then tried his best to rush forward.

Unexpectedly, on the empty street ahead, there was suddenly one more person.

Old Master Fu froze in place, the man pressed the handle of the knife with one hand, slowly turned around, dressed in the leather armor of an ordinary samurai, with a square and thin face, and narrow eyes, at this moment he looked at Old Master Fu with a calm face, with a bloodthirsty Sen Ran in his eyes: "Who are you, sneaking to follow the general, what do you want?" ”

(To be continued.) )