Shangzhou, here was originally the most low-level and least noticeable barren area in the thirteen states in the south of the country, the countryside can be seen everywhere abandoned babies, barren fields, it is really hard to believe that this is a country established more than 4,000 years of dynasty rule, but just more than 100 years ago because of the emergence of a person, resulting in the rapid development of Shangzhou in the past hundred years, the people can at least no longer be the same as before, can only sell their wives and children in exchange for rations, now Shangzhou, as the largest trading state in southern Xinjiang, just the daily transaction flow is enough for half a year's tax in Shangzhou more than 100 years ago, so there is a faint new atmosphere here.

In an inconspicuous small city in the south of Shangzhou, there was a team early this morning that made others look away from afar.

The number of this group was about more than ten people, but as soon as they entered the city, a few people scattered out, and they didn't know what they were doing, even if the people in the city were a little curious, they also endured it after seeing the outfit of this group of people.

The rest of the people entered an inn in a grand manner, and after asking for a few rooms, they instructed Xiao Er to deliver a meal once in the morning and afternoon.

After saying this, the men went inside, and no sound could be heard from a distance, of course, because some of the innkeepers did not dare to approach the houses

And this group of people were uniformly dressed in fiery red tiger robes, and the corners of several of them were embroidered with the embroidery of a strange beast, and behind them were all carrying a longbow and a bow bag containing more than a dozen sharp arrows, and the reason why the inhabitants and magnates of this small city stayed away from them was precisely because of the strange beast embroidered on the corner of their clothes

"I heard the report of the spy who had just returned, saying that he saw the figure of Kumu outside an abandoned house in the south of the city" Inside the house, the face of the man who looked like the leader became a little cloudy when he said this

And just after this man said this, the faces of those standing next to this man changed slightly

"Bitterwood? Why is he here, Commander, we don't need to say hello to him in advance, so that he doesn't make trouble when we start in a few days? A woman standing on the side heard Kumu's name, and her face changed drastically, and she was a little panicked

And the leader heard that his right-hand man became like this after hearing the name of Kumu, and he couldn't help but glance at the already panicked woman with his eyes, and that look was full of disdain and viciousness, but just a glance, this person gradually stabilized his mentality, snorted coldly, and said, "Kumu, no matter how famous his reputation is, but according to the spies, he is just one person, just one person and one sword, what can hinder our Jinsi, hum"

This man's pair of cruel eyes looked at his subordinates around him, and said with disdain, "Don't worry about him, in a few days, if he comes to the bitter wood, he will leave the three major swords, and one of them will fall first, even if that Qingtan wants to come over to seek revenge, I am not afraid, hum!" And I don't think anyone will be able to escape from our arrows."

"Obedience"

The people around them all bowed their heads and obeyed, and the woman who was panicked on the surface also smiled bitterly in her heart at this time

Thinking like this now, should the commander say that he is confident or arrogant... It's a pity that the woman didn't think about it for long, when she accidentally saw the slightly trembling fingers of her own commander hidden behind her

Oh, an archer just heard a name and even the fingers holding the bow began to tremble, probably saying it was also emboldening himself

But Kuki hasn't played a sword for a long time... Or should I say that everyone who saw him draw his sword is dead...

In an abandoned mansion in the south of the city, Zhou Budo gradually woke up, and subconsciously rubbed the back of his head with his hands

I don't know why, how did I feel like the back of my head had also been hit hard, it hurt so much, Zhou Budo got up and rubbed the back of his head while looking at the furnishings in the room

"How do you feel like I've been here, shhh How is the back of my head bulging with such a big bag"

The palm of Zhou Budo's hand rubbing the back of his head suddenly touched a swollen bag, and then under a burst of pain, Zhou Budo couldn't help but cry out

But it was also a coincidence, after Kumu knocked Zhou Budo back on the bed and left, Master Ji first calculated to Zhou Budo, and then looked at it, after doing these things, Master Ji was afraid that Zhou Budo would wake up and make some trouble, after all, as far as he could see, just Kumu's unexpected palm was enough for this prince to hold a grudge.

Therefore, Master Ji took out his own set of acupuncture equipment, temporarily sealed some acupuncture points on Zhou Budo's body, and then used his spiritual power to enter Zhou Budo's sea of consciousness and erase that not very friendly memory.

So now Zhou Budo only felt a little familiar with all this in front of him, and he didn't find anything wrong.

"Shizi, you're awake"

Master Ji heard the sound in the room, pushed the door in, and as soon as he came in, he saw Zhou Budo, who had already sat up and was looking at him suspiciously

"Who are you?" Zhou Budo asked the other party tentatively in a soft voice, although the other party was an old man who looked amiable, but for some reason, Zhou Budo always felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Master Ji's smiling expression.

"Old slave, I am your father's subordinate guest, this time I received your father's secret order to protect your son, so you can rest assured" Master Ji looked at Zhou Budo respectfully, although Zhou Budo's eyes were full of doubts and vigilance, but he still looked kind and loving.

"My father?"

Zhou Budo hurriedly spoke: "Then old man, do you know where my mother is now?" Has she ever been home? ”

When Master Ji heard this, he replied calmly, "Madam, she went out for a hike a few days ago, but Shizi, you can put away your worries, Madame, she will still communicate with the master every half month, Shizi, you only need to take care of your injuries in this courtyard now, and then the old slave will take Shizi back to Beijing."

"Return, Beijing" Zhou Budo's voice trembled a little for some reason, but although he trembled, he also pronounced the words very clearly, and the originally confused eyes in those eyes also involuntarily showed a touch of resentment at this moment.

But Zhou Budo didn't find out all this, he was still wondering why he was injured when he appeared here, but although he had many doubts in his heart, he didn't plan to ask the old man in front of him.

Obviously, Zhou Budo couldn't believe this Master Ji

"Bang, bang, bang"

There was a sudden knock on the door of the house, and Zhou Budo, who was still thinking about the problem, was shocked, and looked at Master Ji with some fear, at this time, I can believe it or not, this old man is the only one by his side now

Master Ji nodded, after he heard the knocking sound, he first thought of who would be knocking on the door, and then he reacted, this courtyard he had already laid out some simple formations during the time when Zhou Budo fainted, although it was not lethal, but it was better to be hidden and able to monitor outsiders, but this person outside the door could avoid the formation he set up and easily came to the door and knocked on the door, so he couldn't help but let him mention twelve points of caution to treat.

Calmly took out a slender needle from his needle box that was almost impossible to find without careful inspection, pinned it between the fingers of his left hand, slowly paced carefully to the door, walked to the door, and asked loudly, "Who"

"Crunch"

When the door of the house slowly opened, Master Ji had already gathered spiritual energy in the place where the thin needle was pinned between the palms and fingers of his left hand for a short period of time, and was just about to take advantage of the shadow of the door that had not yet been opened to stab out, when he replied outside the door

"Bitter Wood"