- Although everyone had clearly heard Lin Shan's words just now, that he wanted to send Jiang Chao back, if he didn't agree and refused to leave, the others would also be afraid to do it. Just now he was lying on horseback next to Lin Shan's car, and now he woke up from a nap, and his position has not changed much.

But as soon as his gaze fell on the door panel, he couldn't help but have a look of surprise in his eyes.

Because at this moment, the door opened again, Lin Shan still sat in it like just now, his eyes swept straight out, stopped on Jiang Chao's body, and then moved to the wooden frame on the ground on the side, and suddenly sighed.

Jiang Chao, who had just slept for a while, woke up in shock, and seemed to be more energetic than before, looking at Lin Shan and sighing, he smiled slightly, and said: "Lord Lin, my subordinates know that you will definitely find a way to send me away, you have a way, but your subordinates want to use one thing now to exchange your decision, so as not to toss everyone." ”

Lin Shan said calmly: "I don't want anything from you, you go back and keep your life for me, it's enough." ”

He didn't give Jiang Chao the slightest chance to bargain.

Jiang Chao didn't give him a chance to refuse, and when he opened his mouth to refuse, he had already laboriously taken out something wrapped in thick oil paper from his arms. Shaking off the oiled paper, he pinched a letter in the air, and then said loudly: "Maybe Lord Lin himself has forgotten about it, and there is still a letter hidden in the bundles of books you burned." ”

Lin Shan's eyes calmly glanced at the letter, and said lightly: "I wrote the letter myself, how could I not remember the contents." The chips you're relying on now are worthless to me. ”

Jiang Chao smiled: "No, this is not written by you, it was written to you by someone else, although the subordinates can only see the payment on the envelope, but seeing the beautiful strokes, it seems to be a beautiful Hongshu." ”

Although Jiang Chao was laughing, when he said this, in addition to putting a lot of thought into it, he was also sweating. When he said this, he couldn't move his mind anymore, and he was out of line.

Lin Shan's eyebrows moved.

Jiu Niang, who helped him sit firmly, also remembered a person and a few old things at this time, and her expression moved.

"Burning books is my own business." Lin Shan spoke slowly, but his tone was not very friendly, "How could you possibly get what you had there." ”

"Another of your subordinates got it." Jiang Chao was slightly happy in his heart, it seemed that Lin Shan had already moved his mind, "And I got it from him." ”

Lin Shan suddenly sneered: "You don't want to die, and you don't want to be ashamed." ”

Jiang Chao laughed dryly twice when he heard this, and muttered: "My subordinates have also thought about a similar question, which is the easiest way to let go of a person's face than to give up one's life?" Later, I figured out the point I agreed with, if a person is not even afraid of death, is he afraid of losing face? ”

Lin Shan was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "I believe that the idea of survival is more precious than the idea of death, and I need people around me who dare to survive." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, a gust of wind suddenly hit him outside the big tent, and although the military tent was strong enough, there was still a lot of wind that came in through a gap in the ground of the tent curtain and pounced in front of the forest cedar cart.

Imperial Doctor Wu's eyes were quick, and he closed the car door with a "snap", and the built-in door had a good airtightness, and several people in the car were not even shocked by the wind.

Jiu Niang breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Imperial Doctor Wu gratefully, and then looked at Lin Shan and admonished, "It's windy, be careful." ”

Lin Shan hesitated for a moment: "Jiang Chao is still outside, and his injuries are roughly the same as mine." ”

Imperial Doctor Wu thought for a while and then persuaded: "Let's write a letter and say, I don't dare to open the door again." ”

Lin Shan shook his head, but it didn't seem to be denying Imperial Doctor Wu's suggestion, but denying his own mood, and then fell silent.

Imperial Doctor Wu had a hesitant look on his face, and although he didn't get a response from Lin Shan, he still turned sideways and took out another pen and paper from the box. Lin Shan watched Imperial Doctor Wu set up his pen and ink, but he didn't do it for a long time.

After pondering for a long time, he suddenly sighed, as if he had decided something, and said slowly: "Doctor Wu, please ghostwrite for me." ”

When Imperial Doctor Wu heard this, he hurriedly moved back the pen and paper placed in front of Lin Shan's knees. According to Lin Shan's dictation, he wrote a note, and Imperial Doctor Wu was about to turn around and deliver the note, when he suddenly heard Lin Shan say: "I hope Liao Shi can arrive soon, the medicine in the car is almost enough." ”

Imperial Physician Wu was stunned and asked, "Do you want to write these as well?" ”

"Not necessarily." Lin Shansong eased his shoulders and leaned closer to Jiu Niang tiredly, "It's just my complaint." ”

Jiu Niang felt a wetness coming in from outside her clothes, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in her heart, and she trembled her hand around Lin Shan's back and stroked it gently, and when she withdrew her hand, she saw the pale red on her fingers, and she suddenly became short of breath.

The pale red liquid that came out of the wound on his back was not only the light silk clothes on his body just now, but also some of the tent that had passed through the outer hood at this time.

Lin Shan's body was very close to Jiu Niang at this time, and the wound on his back and the external wound were so strict that he didn't need to open his eyes to see, he could already clearly feel Jiu Niang's movements.

Lin Shan, who had already closed his eyes, felt Jiu Niang's breathing suddenly become undulating, and suddenly said softly: "Jiu'er, scalding is like this, I don't believe you wait for Liao Shi to come back and ask yourself." If it's time to actually scab over, it's almost healed. ”

When Jiu Niang heard this, she only looked at Imperial Doctor Wu suspiciously, and saw that Imperial Doctor Wu nodded silently after hesitating slightly.

There are two kinds of scalds, water scalding and fire scalding, and the result of fire scalding is the most severe, but Wu Imperial Doctor is on an errand in the court, and he will hardly encounter such a murderous injury, and the actual treatment experience is not thick. However, when he remembered Liao Shi's shrunken image, somehow he felt a sense of confidence in his heart that this old man must have a good way to deal with all kinds of cruel injuries, including fire burns.

……

When the cavalry escorting Lin Shan, faced with the drastic weather changes of dark clouds and gusts of wind and rain, they had to stop their march and camp on time, and the heavy rain also poured down on the coast of the eastern suburbs of Kyoto, hundreds of miles away.

Heavy raindrops departed from the clouds, crashed against the soft sand, rolled up thin strands of quicksand, and then scattered and slid into the sea, making the water close to the shore dirty.

After Mo Ye picked up the hair band in the rain, he took the opportunity to pull his hair back and tie it casually. As soon as she turned to walk back, she saw the four people at the table drinking tea standing up and walking towards her.

But she just passed by them.

Returning to the iron basin with the charcoal fire, Mo Ye quickly roasted his whole body warmly, and when he looked sideways, he saw that the black umbrellas of the four people were still standing next to the four table legs, but the four people had been gone for a long time and had not returned.

At first, the people sitting around the brazier thought that the people had drunk too much tea and needed to solve their personal problems. As the shopkeeper, he had to have at least a little consideration for the customer, but from the very beginning when these four people sat in the shop, they were vaguely strange, and the owner of the tea shop was vigilant, so he didn't remind them to use an umbrella.

Anyway, they gave the tea money from the beginning.

But seeing that they hadn't returned for a long time, a few people by the brazier couldn't help but talk. The words came and went, and finally returned to the level of disciples of the martial arts hall, but after asking around, no one could see which martial arts hall disciples they were.

The owner of the tea shop still followed his original opinion, thinking that it might be a disciple from a newly opened martial arts hall.

One of the tea shop guys couldn't help but say, "They've been gone for so long, it's not like they're going to do that...... They don't need an umbrella, and they should be drenched enough by now. ”

Another tea shop guy hurriedly answered, and couldn't wait to say a conjecture that he had been wondering about several times: "Could it be that there is a secret in their umbrella?" Almost everyone's umbrellas were broken, but the ones in their hands were still intact. ”

"They are warriors, who dares to touch what is in their hands? What's more, cloth umbrellas are not as easy to break as paper umbrellas. The owner of the tea shop looked at the guy who was about to move, and scolded, "Customer's things, don't move around, remember this truth!" ”

The owner of the tea shop wanted to say a few words, but considering that there were still a few customers present, he put up with it.

……

The four killers walked to the side of a reef and dodged over.

Of course, they didn't want to jump into the sea, but they touched a few abrupt pavilions on the craggy and strange sea rocks www.biquge.info and the four of them finally landed on a boat docked in a visual blind spot behind the reef.

The cats were in the canopy made of straw mats, and their bodies were only wet with the rain. As soon as they were seated, the bow of the boat covered his face with a hat, and the boatman, who seemed to be daydreaming in the rain, stood up at once.

The boatman shook off the coat he was draping over his shoulders and shook off a splash, but in the "snapping" sound of the splash on the board, there was a faint "crackling" sound when his shoulder and elbow bones moved.

Then he lifted the wide-brimmed hat above his head, and with a bow, he held the bamboo pole leaning against the side of the ship, and when he lifted it all, the bamboo pole was almost two feet long, and he poked it under the sea, and the hull of the ship began to move slowly.

It is actually very dangerous for a small boat like this to sail in a sea climate where strong winds and heavy rains are very prone to waves. Even if you don't explore the underwater environment in the depths of the ocean, even if you spread out such a long coastline, no one can necessarily understand the underwater situation in every part of it.

But when the four killers got into the boat, they all had a calm look on their faces, and they didn't worry about this problem in the slightest. That's how they came, and they believe that the boatman at the bow of the boat, who made a bamboo pole two feet long, will take them back to the sect as smoothly as he came.

It was only because of the stability of the boatman's lower plate and the heavy strength of his arms that he could make the two-zhang bamboo pole as flexible as the two-foot short sword--he was the sword-folding uncle of the three young men.

However, although he has the honorific title of uncle, he is not as prestigious as Uncle Fu Jian, just because of his name of "folding sword".

In their sect, if anyone is tired of killing people after becoming an artist, he can pass the guò harsh assessment and obtain the name of "folding sword". The person who "breaks the sword" is killed by himself, such a person is worthless to the sect, and the final result is abandoned by the sect.

Lacking the protection of the sect, the killers who are involved in the murder will encounter murderous opportunities everywhere in the rivers and lakes who want to squeeze them out.

However, this "Uncle Folding Sword" happens to be an exception in the sect that allows the storage of zài, and only this one place indirectly makes his martial arts, in a certain way, may be higher than that of the "Uncle Fu Sword" who is not too authoritative.

It's just that the sword in the hand of Uncle Sword-Folding has been replaced with a bamboo pole, or when he carries out auxiliary tasks in the future, he will still hold sticks, stones and other things in his hands, but according to the rules of the sect, since he has taken the name of "Folding Sword", he can no longer touch any iron tools in his hands.

Therefore, he gradually became the most dishonorable person in the sect, but he was more popular with the younger undebuted disciples. Except for the murder of people, Uncle Sword's martial arts are no worse than those of Uncle Sword, who is responsible for teaching and learning in the sect, and Uncle Sword-Folding is recognized as a good talker.

However, for Uncle Fu Jian, who was bent on cultivating a successful killer from the three disciples under his name, the broken sword was vaguely his enemy, and he didn't want his disciple to get too close to this man who had no murderous aura on his body.

Therefore, although some of the three teenagers wanted to say hello to Uncle Folding Sword, after glancing at Master Fu Jian who was sitting at the same table, that kind of look suddenly made them all look at it slightly.

However, although they were silent, the folding sword in the bow of the boat took the initiative to speak, and said in a casual tone: "How? Have fun today? Have you seen anything interesting that would make me happy to say it? ”

"I was about to tell you." Although Fu Jian, who was sitting solemnly and upright in the boat, accepted the words, but in his tone, he couldn't hear a trace of light-hearted joke, "After you sent us here early in the morning, you didn't berth too far, why did it take so long for you to reply after I gave you the signal to pick us up?" ”

Folding Sword smiled faintly and replied, "The weather has changed, it will have an impact." ”

"Isn't it because you're snoozing in the bow of the ship?" Fu Jian immediately asked again, this time he not only spoke in a cold and hard tone, but also coerced a little bit of questioning.

"Well, I can't hide it from you, I overslept, and I apologize to you." After finishing this series of words at a somewhat fast pace, Folding Sword didn't wait for Fu Jian to buy his account, and suddenly changed the topic again, but the speed of speech slowed down: "Huh? You don't seem to have brought any umbrellas with you? ”

A teenager couldn't help but want to explain, but was pressed down by a gesture from Fu Jian's palm, and then he explained himself: "I deliberately left the umbrella for a few interesting people I met on the shore. ”

The folding sword that pushed the boat with the pestle rod in the bow sighed when he heard this, not because he regretted that he didn't catch the handle of the sword that made a mistake, but as if he was sighing for a few dying people in advance: "Phew...... The people who make you feel interesting will soon become four, because you're only interested in what to kill and how to kill them. ”。 R1152