Chapter 060: Martial Arts to Fight
The room is clean and spacious, and when you open the small window, you can see some trees on the second floor of the back street.
The shadow fell in front of the window, and Shen Youfu reached out to pick it up. Seeing the shadow in his hand swaying gently in the wind, he laughed out loud with satisfaction.
Lull hadn't taken a step forward since she entered the door.
She closed the door, then leaned back against it, not knowing what she had to do.
Shen Youfu had enough of the shadow and couldn't hear the movement behind her, so she closed the window and looked back.
"What's going on? Exhausted? β
I want to tell her to go downstairs and get some food!
Shen Youfu looked at Lu'er's panicked appearance, and after a little thought, she understood: "Although she came out early to serve people, she is still a little girl in the end." You must have been frightened if you didn't return overnight, and you were kicked out of the He Mansion and left penniless. β
It's not because of those fears! Lu'er lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Shen Youfu.
"Lu'er, you have a good rest, I'll go down and ask the shopkeeper to get some water and food."
Shen Youfu was just about to walk out of the door, when she saw Lu'er like a ghost, and a spirit jumped up: "Little, miss, don't go, don't go to see the shopkeeper...... Slaves and maids go, slaves and maids go. β
Without waiting for Shen Youfu to react, Lu'er ran out quickly with a pale face.
Only then did Shen Youfu put away her innocent expression.
I was downstairs just now, and I wanted to tell the shopkeeper about selling myself. But at first glance, he is neither a slave nor a maid, and the shopkeeper does not dare to sell it.
It scared Lu'er.
Shen Youfu looked in the direction of the stairs.
Running so fast, I'm afraid I'm worried that I will really sell her when I see the shopkeeper.
That's fine, misunderstand first. The shopkeeper regarded her as a living deposit, and would inevitably help him keep an eye on her. In this way, I have less worries. Don't worry about her mutiny at this time.
Anyway, even if she told her that "someone will come back in a few days to welcome us back", she would definitely not believe it.
I don't know what Ye Gongzi's efficiency is?
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In the dark night, Ye Gongzi's carriage headed towards the top of the mountain.
In the distance below the mountain, one hundred and ten soldiers were holding bright red torches and straddle short swords and long bows, playing a game of chase and shoot with a group of men who looked like mountain bandits.
The little maid ingots sat in front of the carriage, craned their necks and watched the people scatter and flee.
"Is this also called a bandit?"
I heard that the other party poured out of the nest. As a result, he didn't resist, and when he met the officers and soldiers, he actually ran away with his head in his hands, and even he couldn't help but despise him.
"Childe, why don't we stop here and see the excitement?"
A yawn came from the carriage: "What's the point of seeing this, let's go to the cottage to count the belongings before they come back." β
Although there is some reluctance, of course, you have to follow the will of the child.
The ingots waved their whips, which were especially loud in the dark night.
The master and servant and a carriage drove along the winding mountain road into a black and oppressive cottage.
"It's dark." Yuan Bao looked up at the broken flag fluttering at the mouth of the stockade, and felt a little scared for some reason.
Why did you forget to ask them for a torch?
It's so dark, in case someone comes out of it...... Scared himself, Yuan Bao screamed in his heart, and then hurriedly trembled and silently recited: "No, no." β
"What wouldn't?" Ye Gongzi lifted the curtain and walked down from the carriage very easily.
Knocked on the head of the ingot: "Don't lead the way, let Ben Gongzi go in and see what good things are there?" β
Yuan Bao shrank his head and hurriedly walked forward. He hasn't been here again, how can he lead the way......
Looking at the dark doorway of the main house in front of you, you should have entered from here first, right?
Yuan Bao was about to raise his leg forward, when suddenly a man's voice came from the darkness.
"Death to the trespasser!"
This sound was low and powerful, like a heavy hammer smashing on the chest of the ingot.
Yuan Bao was so scared that he almost peed his pants!
"Male, Childe, quick, run."
Even though his scalp was numb, the ingots still protected his son-in-law.
He stared at the dark doorway in front of him, and saw that there was really a figure in the doorway, holding a spear in his hand, and the head of the spear glowed with cold light in the dark night, pointing directly at his master and servant!
The man who came was tall and burly, and although he couldn't see it clearly in the dark, he only looked at the outline, and it was obvious that he was as strong as two or three of them.
Yuan Bao tightly protected the son behind him, and then quietly stepped back.
"Stop, don't move!" The voice rang out again.
At the same time, the tall figure came forward step by step. Yuan Bao opened his mouth wide and slowly raised his head in horror, watching a man who was several heads taller than himself approaching step by step.
The other party walked out of the darkness, and the master and servant both saw it clearly.
Torn tattered clothes, scars slashing from the top of the head to the corners of the mouth, muscles like copper casting, and cruel bloodthirsty gaze.
This man is a brute, not a person who can be discussed.
β¦β¦ It's okay to see clearly, but now that I can see clearly, the ingots tremble like chaff: "Hero, spare your life, I, we are, are lost." β
Yuan Bao's voice couldn't even be heard by himself, let alone the man.
There was no expression on his face, and he was still slowly approaching.
It's not the way to go!
Yellen quickly swept around with his afterglow.
I'm afraid it will take a lot of time to wait for the soldiers to come up, but what is the right thing to do now?
Perhaps, it's not completely lifeless...... At least the carriage is still there.
Yes, the only way now is to get on the ground quickly!
Yellen quickly made a judgment, took two steps back, and "brushed" from under the stool box where Yuan Bao had been sitting when he was drivingβpulling out a long sword!
Pick off the scabbard casually, and without half a moment's hesitation, go straight to the scale and the reins.
It's a pity that Yellen is not a martial artist. He was fast, but he couldn't be as fast as the man with the gun.
From the moment his long sword was unsheathed, the ingots had already been thrown out by the man with a spear, and he was vomiting blood at this time, crying and crawling back!
"If you practice martial arts, come to fight!"
People don't talk much, but the meaning is not difficult to understand.
Before Yellen's long sword slashed at the scale, he already felt a chill behind him. Before he could turn back to dodge, the spear whistled behind his ear, and then struck it out, blocking the sword in his hand.
"Zheng" sound!
Yeren was shocked and retreated, but the man had already taken his place, and was turning to look at him fiercely.
I wanted to get on my horse and run away, but I couldn't.
Renman didn't give him a chance to say his last words, only to see the other party kick his feet, and the long stick in his hand went straight to the door.
Ye Lunyang used his sword to slash and block, and he seemed to block it in the chaos, but he didn't dare to stop, so he could only dance in a chaotic manner.
"You, don't practice martial arts?" The brute suddenly spoke.
Ye Lun's hand couldn't stop, and he waved it a few more times before he put it down breathlessly. He opened his eyes in disbelief and saw that the man had actually withdrawn his hand.
Won't you kill me if you don't practice martial arts?
But Ye Lun couldn't figure it out a little, squinting his eyes and carefully looking at the ground in the distance - Yuan Bao is like that, at first glance, he doesn't practice martial arts, and he hasn't been pulled half to death at once?
No matter how many chaotic thoughts there are, there is no time to think about them at this time.
"I don't practice martial arts." Yellen gritted his teeth and replied.
I don't know if this means that we can communicate?
Ye Lun thought about it, and was about to throw out some tempting conditions in exchange for a chance to live, but saw that the brute didn't say a word, only looked down at the short stick in his hand.
The two were not far away, and Yellen could see it clearly, so he was a little confused!
Something comes to mind but can't catch it. until I saw a spear on the ground, and a stick......
The brute touched the chopped end of the "short stick" with his rough hand, and then raised his eyes and looked at the sword in Ye Lun's hand without saying a word!
His eyes were still fierce, but they seemed a little more puzzled.
Yellen also looked down at the sword in his hand.
The scabbard has been taken off, and the delicate and narrow sword body is held in Ye Lun's hand, exuding a quiet weak lady temperament.
Ye Lun then noticed that the sword glowed with a silver sheen that he had never seen before.
But how soft is the silver!?
The "short stick" in the opponent's hand, a thick iron spear, was cut by himself unknowingly?