The bamboo bangzi "tuk tuk" was sounded, and this was the third night patrol of the husband.

In the small tavern shop on the street, a candle flickered and flickered, illuminating this small store with the last faint light. From time to time, the little maid walked through the hall, picking up dishes and wiping the table, doing the final cleaning. Soon after, he looked straight into the dark corner where the candlelight could not be seen, and sighed heavily.

On the table in the corner lay a man lying on his stomach, with several bottles of wine lying up and down in his hands, and a few scattered on the ground, he remained motionless for nearly two quarters of an hour. The man entered the liquor shop at the moment of the hour and asked for ten bottles of wine, and he remembered it clearly, because the man had several scars on his face, new and somewhat terrifying.

The little guy remembered this man, and sometimes he would come over to ask for a bottle of wine, order two plates of good dishes to drink, and sit here alone for half an hour, not more, just a bottle of wine. During the conversation, he learned that this man had a stable and enviable errand, and that the children were fostered by his mother, but that his wife had died a few years earlier, so he was alone in the past, and was not in a hurry to return home.

There is satisfaction and calm in his smile, as well as a bit of loneliness and sadness that is almost impossible to see, and in general he is a mature and steady man, who can control his own feelings. But what happened to make him so badly injured that he was so frustrated that he used alcohol to kill his sorrows.

The night is too late, and the little guy has no time to explore anymore, so he needs to wake him up, close the shop, and go back to rest.

Yang Min was woken up in a daze, with a severe headache, he couldn't see who the person opposite was, he only heard the person say that he wanted him to go home quickly. He glanced around, this was indeed not his home, but where was it? He couldn't remember, he felt like he was being helped out, until he kicked the bottle on the ground and smelled the intoxicating and strong aroma of wine, and suddenly remembered where he was, what he was doing, and finally remembered why he was here.

took out a string of copper plates and handed them to the little guy's hand, he broke free and staggered out.

The moonlight was bright, there was an inexplicable stinging pain under the eyes, and the side of the face was spicy, which was the relationship between the wound and the wine.

The pain made him feel like he was back to that day.

Three days ago, he left the city gate and hurried to the south gate, asked the soldiers guarding the gate, and learned that Zhang Jing and the others had just left the city gate. Expecting that they wouldn't go far, he decided to try his luck after a while. So he rented a horse and went straight out of the city gates, but after chasing for most of the hour, he did not see even the shadow of the convoy.

He found a resting pavilion and rested, but the more he thought about it, the more strange it became, it stands to reason that the horse must have traveled faster than the convoy, and there was no reason why he had not caught up after him for so long.

Are they going the other way?

It would not be wise for him to reject the idea instead.

As we all know, although the road is not rugged and is a shortcut, because of the relationship between the valley, strange things often happen, such as strange sounds on the mountain from time to time, like ghosts crying wolves, for example, people will get lost for some reason.

The government once sent people to investigate, but after searching the whole mountain, there was no trace of inhabitation nearby, and there was no trace of cottage robbers. After three and two investigations, they had to return in vain. Gradually, no one dared to walk on that road, and the valley was named "Shadowless Valley" to warn people not to enter without permission.

The most taboo thing for a businessman is bad luck, unless it is urgent, it is impossible to kill himself.

Yang Min looked ahead, walked back resolutely, and after two quarters of an hour on horseback, he arrived at a fork in the road. The one to the left is the road to the Shadowless Valley, and the one to the right leads to the south gate, Yang Min rode his horse and hesitated in place for a long time, and finally when the mount under his crotch felt impatient, he pulled the reins and went to the left.

Walking only outside the Shadowless Valley, he warned himself that he would never step into the valley for half a step.

He didn't have much hope, he just wanted to do more to save the day, but when he arrived at the entrance of Shadowless Valley, he found that the convoy had indeed stopped not far ahead. Unable to say whether he was more surprised or more happy, Yang Min breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the more than ten carriages and horses.

But when I got closer, I found that the situation was different, the horses were grazing with their heads down, and the sight was quiet and peaceful, but there was no one, and no one was seen. He dismounted, walked over to the only carriage, and lifted the curtain, and so did the inside. He looked sideways, and the trees on the mountains on both sides were not dense, and he could see the whole picture at a glance, and there was no sound at all.

The dozen or so people seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

His left hand quickly withdrew from behind the curtain, and he was alert to the rumors here and prepared to leave. But at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a shadow on the pale blue curtain. He was horrified, but before he could turn back, he lost consciousness with a pain in his neck.

I woke up in a cave with a bumpy, cold, damp ground beneath me.

Can caves? Shadowless Valley has never heard of any caves being discovered?

Where the hell is he?

I tried to stand up and try to see the current situation, but I found that my right eye seemed to be stuck to something, dry and stinging. He raised his hand and rubbed it, the liquid on his eyelids and eyelashes was viscous, full of blood. He had a terrible headache on his forehead, and he leaned against the stone wall and breathed unsteadily.

It was still dark outside the cave, and he speculated that he had been unconscious for no more than half an hour.

Not far away, there was a faint sound of laughter outside, and because of this unclear sound, Yang Min suddenly calmed down and began to think about what happened to him.

Could it be that he was treated as a robber, so he was knocked unconscious? He knew that several of the people in Zhang Jing's accompanying convoy were well-known figures in the rivers and lakes, and they were specially hired by Zhang Jing to protect the safety of the convoy.

But since he is still alive, there is still room for mitigation and explanation.

Thinking so, he got up from the ground. He stretched out his hand and touched the stone wall to move slowly, but before he could take a few steps, there were suddenly a few footsteps outside the cave entrance.

Yang Min stopped on the spot and cautiously looked at the two people who came one after the other.

The person in front was dressed in slightly brighter colors, and the person in the back was dressed in black. Although he couldn't see the faces of the two of them clearly, he had seen Zhang Jing from a distance before, and the figure of the person in front of him was eight points similar, while the person behind could only vaguely recognize that he was tall and strong, holding a long sword in his hand.

Unable to help but glance at the man behind him twice, his back pressed against the stone wall.

"Huh, awake?" The two of them could clearly see his expressions and laughed.

"Who the hell are you?" Yang Min asked.

"Who?" It's still the man," I thought you should know. ”

Yang Min's eyes lit up, "Are you Zhang Jing Zhang Gongzi?" ”

"Well, that's okay if you think so." The man was not outspoken, as if he was deliberately teasing him around the bend.

Yang Min was a little annoyed, but he still tried his best to control his tone, "If it's convenient, I want to meet Zhang Gongzi." ”

The man seemed to have heard a very funny joke, looked back at the other person, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid it's really not convenient." ”

"Then why did you bring me here?" Although Yang Min has a peaceful temperament, he can't tolerate letting people play like this, and he knows very well how to get along with people, and he will only be despised by them if he keeps giving in.

The man finally put away the joking look, "I heard that you've been actively looking for someone lately?" ”

Yang Min's eyes instantly flashed with shock, he had asked a few friends who had a good relationship, but he didn't directly say Mu Qinge's name, and he didn't get any results, but listening to the meaning of his words, he obviously knew who he was looking for.

"Isn't it, Young Master Yang?" Seeing that he did not answer, the man asked rhetorically.

"So what, what if it wasn't?" Yang Min couldn't figure out what he meant, so he simply asked directly.

"If it's not, it's easy to say, just when we're looking for the wrong person. If so, it might be a bit of a problem," he deliberately paused and stared at Yang Min, "It's up to you to listen to persuasion." ”

Didn't you think you were looking for the wrong person? After hurting him like this?

Who are these two people, ruffians or minions?

Yang Min wanted to see it more clearly, but he had no choice but to say: "If you two have something to say, you might as well say it directly." ”

"Okay, refreshed." He slapped his palm, and a crisp sound reverberated through the empty cave, "Our boss doesn't like someone to covet the person you're looking for. ”

They were too cautious to mention the name of the song from beginning to end, and only referred to that person, but, "You misunderstood, I didn't covet that girl, I just looked for relatives on behalf of others......"

"Whatever it is." The man interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "Anyway, I warn you not to inquire about her again, the boss doesn't like to be disturbed by her. As for what you say about your loved ones, whatever you explain or how you deal with it, if you don't listen to us, you will soon know what the consequences are. ”

"You guys are too domineering, why don't you ask Miss Mu what she means."

"You're a stubborn person." As soon as his words fell, the figure behind him had flashed out, and his movements were incredibly fast.

Yang Min's face hurt again, and the whole person had already smashed backwards onto the stone wall. His throat was fishy, his chest was tight, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and then a sword was pressed against his neck.

"If you weren't malicious, do you think we're just a warning? You hear clearly, it's easy for us to deal with you, but if you still don't know how to lift, next time it's just a warning. His voice suddenly softened, "You, your mother, your son, unless you never take a step out of the Seven Kings' Mansion, we will always have a chance to meet again." ”

Yang Min's back trembled slightly, and a chill filled his heart.

"Also, don't tell anyone about your meeting with us." When Yang Min heard the last word, he was knocked unconscious again.

When he reappeared at the exit of Shadowless Valley, Zhang Jing's convoy had already left, and only his horse was tethered under a tree.

He rode back home, and in a state of shock, he still wrote a letter to Tilt Wan, informing her that she had not chased Zhang Jing. He has his own plans in his heart, as long as he can know the people behind Zhang Jing, he can know who the so-called "boss" is.

But he never expected that three days later, he would hear the news that Zhang Jing and his party of ten people had been killed.

…… If you don't listen to us, you'll soon learn what the consequences are......

This sentence suddenly appeared in his mind, and he originally thought it was just a threat, but it wasn't until today that he understood the true meaning of this sentence, they killed Zhang Jing.

Therefore, those two people are not in the same group as Zhang Jing at all.

Tripped by something under his feet, Yang Min fell to the ground and laughed. He thought it was just a small favor, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing; He thought that Tong Guò could get closer to Dump and gain her favor, but he was afraid to see her today, and he didn't know how to face him again.

He had an elderly mother and a child, and he was their only support, and he couldn't leave them alone.

The moon shone down from the high side wall of the alley, illuminating his complex and inexplicable wry smile.

"You're drunk." A hand grabbed his arm.

He shuddered, quickly shook off the man, and staggered away, "I'm scared, okay, I won't care about that matter anymore, you won." ”

Yang Min's figure gradually disappeared into the night, and a vague voice floated in the wind, "Tilt, I'm sorry." ”