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In the past few days when he was hiding in his own shop, many shops were looted, as long as the caravan under the name of the Great Song Xungui family was looted.

As a result, no one has the financial resources to buy the ginseng that is placed like a pile of turnips. As long as people come to Liaodong to do business, they know that people here are only serious about gold and silver, not barter, and their favorite is the copper coins minted in the eighth year of the Great Song Dynasty.

When the Yun family came to Liaodong every winter to do 'trading', they would bring enough copper coins and gold, and as for silver, it was very valuable in the Great Song Dynasty, so there was no need to transport it to Liaodong.

This year, he brought a lot of gold and copper coins, but he was powerless in the face of the mountains of ginseng, the big guy's eyes had turned red, and his last bit of human 'sex' disappeared in front of the business of making a lot of money, and he not only hated to shave all the gold, silver and copper plates on everyone in the caravan, but he still couldn't make ends meet. I had to look at Yun Er sitting in the crowd pleadingly.

People don't accept this thing of 'handover', whether it is the Liaodong savages or the Koreans, they don't accept 'handover', Yun Er can't stuff the pearl bag in his arms to the big guy.

The big guy had the capital in his hand, and he came to the front of a wild man's platform without stopping for a moment, sniffing and sniffing the broken crockpot with his nose like a dog, and buckled the ginseng he was going to buy today under this broken crockpot.

A polished porcelain plate was taken. The big guy carefully poured out a bead, and as soon as the bead was placed in the white porcelain plate, it kept dripping.

"Look clearly, this is a walking bead, Lao Tzu will use this bead for this year's harvest of your clan if he suffers a little loss today, no matter what he suffers. Lao Tzu is decided! Open! ”

Yun Er had to admit that the scene of the buying scene was the world of big guys, his eyes were red, the sound of his two hands slapping on the rough wooden table was amazing, the wounds on his left arm were all shaken open, and his hands were full of blood, but he didn't even look at it.

An old savage with a gray beard carefully walked to the table next to him with a plate. Putting down the plate in his hand and talking to Sura Hague's men in savage language, the big man saw that the beads were put away by Sura Hague's men, so he happily opened the big crockpot.

Under the crockpot were all ginseng wrapped in birch bark and moss, and after taking six of them, the little tongues of the big guys laughing were 'exposed'.

As long as it is a savage to hold a buy, he likes it very much, if it is a buy organized by the Tokyo merchants of the Great Song Dynasty. The big guys won't even look at it.

Honest people are 'female' real savages, but there are not many good minks this year, which is very regrettable.

"What is this brother's name?" A Khitan man who was wrapped in a pile of fur and fur stood outside Yun Eryi and asked.

Yun Er said with a smile: "The wind and waves on Montenegro Island are high and urgent, who knows if there will be fate tomorrow, in order to avoid pain, you are better than Erlang." ”

The Khitan man smiled and said: "What an unknown Erlang, you said that the wind on Montenegro Island is high and the waves are urgent, and the old man thinks that the whole world is not dark." Since we are strangers even if we know each other, why not drink together for this wonderful statement? ”

Yun Er shook his head and said, "If you meet someone as heroic as Mr. in Tokyo. We're going to get drunk with you, but now that we're on Black Mountain, we'd better stay sober. ”

Seeing that Yun Er didn't have the intention of 'communicating' with him, the Khitan people arched their hands and said: "In this case, the old man is very much looking forward to meeting in the alley outside the Xuanwu 'Gate' in Tokyo. ”

Hearing him say this, Yun Er knew that this guy already knew his identity. It doesn't matter, that's what you want. The person who wants to keep his secret is Sula Hague, and the Yun family has gone to the territory of Liao. Fools know that they must have bad intentions.

No one has ever thought that there is any possibility of compromise between the Yun family and the Liao State, hundreds of thousands of Liao people died in the hands of Yun Da, even the most enlightened Liao Emperor will not accept the Yun family, this blood feud has been deeply rooted in the blood.

Xiao Huo'er's tearful wax statue still stands in the Wude Hall of the Great Song Dynasty, and together with some of the rest of the trophies, it is visited by the prisoners of the Great Song Dynasty every year.

Yun Er very much hopes that the Khitan people will know that Sura Hague is in contact with the Yun family, although he swears that he will not say it, but it will not prevent others from guessing, it is best to be able to guess, so that he will 'force' Sura Hague to have no room for regret.

As for his own safety, Yun Er thought that as long as he came to the sea on the first day of the sea thaw, there would basically be no danger, and whether the Bohai State in Sula Hague could be established or not was none of the Yun family's business, at least, it could create very big trouble for the Liao State.

Tong Guò understands these days that Sula Hague has a lot of power in this area, not to mention the support from his own clan, just the 'female' really gives him enough strength to resist the northeastern army of the Liao State.

The people who talk about business are the guys or shopkeepers of each family, and the owners usually rarely appear here, but this time it seems to be a little different, a group of unrelated people are standing on the edge of a huge fire to roast the fire, people of all races, and Yun Er even saw a Korean person talking impassionedly there.

As soon as Yun Er and Boss Yan got closer, the group of people looked at Yun Er vigilantly, and then left with a frown, going to a farther place to continue the 'exchange' talk.

Yun Er didn't intend to stop, he was cheeky and continued to lean over, and the people continued to let outside, if it weren't for the Yun family's guards looking fierce, those people's guards would have come over to find trouble.

In this way, those people who were unconsciously gradually walked to the periphery of the buying market, Boss Yan did not allow Yun Er to leave again, the periphery of the market was covered with snow, and it was too easy to hide some killers. The last time the killers in white 'colored' clothes were hiding in snowdrifts.

The market is different from the 'trade' market, it is a large open space, right in the very center of the open space, and some simple tents are set up for everyone to 'trade', just around the market. For the first time, Yun Er saw Sura Hague's men patrolling non-stop.

With a "buzz", something seemed to be flying, like a locust taking off, and like a flock of birds throwing into the forest, this sound was too familiar to Yun Er and them, this was the sound of a crossbow arrow flying up from a crossbow bow. Although the movement is a little smaller. There are still 100 crossbow arrows.

The people of the Yun family quickly stood in a column, such a formation can best reduce the damage caused by the crossbow arrow coverage, Yan Boss stood at the front, a long knife had already appeared in his hand, watching the sparse crossbow arrows fall. He suddenly turned and ran, for he found that he seemed to be still out of range of the crossbow arrows.

Those Khitans who were discussing things, the 'Jur' Zhenren, the Goryeo, and the Ya people were just within the scope of the crossbow arrows.

Yun Er quickly ran backwards and again, and he still had the kung fu to appreciate the effect of the crossbow bolt covering.

The effect of the Great Song Dynasty crossbow is very good, those arrows are engraved with Zhenwu, and the arrows with the name of Yangwei must have rotated and fallen at high speed at this time.

The piercing screech must have been the sound of a blood trough rubbing air at high speed. Sure enough, the thick leather coat on the savage's body couldn't stop the cluster of arrows, and Yun Er saw a crossbow arrow fall in an arc and burrow into the 'chest' of a wildling leader wearing a bearskin robe. There was no blood coming out, and when the wild man fell to the ground, half of the sharp arrows appeared on his back, which stood out in the black bearskin.

The crossbow arrow cover should be three consecutive hits, Yun Er looked at the twenty or so leaders of various clans who were still standing there with regret, if there were three consecutive 'shots'. At this time, there should be no more than two people standing there.

A line of snow was already rolling in, and it was only when you looked closely that it was not a line of snow. Rather, it was a large group of people dressed in white 'colored' clothes, and they were running from the direction of the sun. When the sun shines on the snow, you can only see a piece of crystal, and if you look at such a dazzling light for a long time, your eyes will be red, swollen and inflamed, and for several days, everything will be black.

No wonder Elder Yan will run, the crossbow arrows and the sun's rays fall together, and it is impossible to tell where the crossbow arrows are, which means that it is impossible to block with a knife.

There was already a ping-pong fight over there, and Sura Hague's men rushed out from the other direction and killed the man in white straight away.

Yun Er retreated to the bazaar, urging the big guys to hurry up and sort out the goods they had bought, and take advantage of the delay of the people in Sura Hague to be able to return to the shop.

"Second Young Master, you said that these people in white are more powerful than Sura Hague's subordinates?"

The big guy rubbed his green chin and asked thoughtfully?

Yun Er pouted and said, "The time and place are favorable, if those people can really show that half of the three dead soldiers that day are powerful, they will indeed win." ”

Boss Yan said on the side: "They have already won, I dare to guarantee that the winner will be decided within half an hour, the only mistake of Sura Hague is that there are too few people left on the island." ”

The big guy smiled strangely, looked back at the little guy under him, and slowly 'drawn' his knife with an indescribable weirdness.

Yun Er was about to ask a question, but he saw the big guy's long knife slashed at the neck of the Goryeo merchant who was still bargaining with him just now, and the long knife slashed into the neck, and he dragged it with his hand, and the head of the Goryeo merchant fell off.

The big guy screamed, "Rob! Whoever grabs it is whoever's. ”

At the same time, six or seven young men of the Yun family and four guards also 'drawn' their knives and cut down the merchants around them, and the market suddenly turned into a barrel of gunpowder, which exploded in the shortest possible time.

Seeing the cloud guy fighting in the crowd like a hungry wolf, Boss Yan took a deep breath and said, "Damn, it's more ruthless than Lao Tzu." (A pie-in-the-sky event, cool phones are waiting for you!) Pay attention to ~ point / official account (WeChat add friends - add official account - enter it), participate now! Everyone has a prize, now pay attention to the WeChat public account! ）q

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