At this time, except for Gu Wake up drowsily, everyone else was staring intently in the direction where Lord Gunshou had gone. And the other three people at the same table were sinking like water, secretly thinking about their next move.

After the identity of the person was "exposed" just now, the three of them usually wanted to do it, but because there were too many idle people in front of them, they decided to give up after weighing it again and again. Seeing Gu Xing fall into a coma, everyone had to be patient and have a long way to go.

But fortunately, knowing the identity of the mission target is better than looking for a needle in a haystack. After thinking about it in his heart, he raised his hand and motioned for the shopkeeper to come over. was originally a cloudy shopkeeper, but when he saw Zhang Maitreya greeting him, he immediately smiled and ran over.

The three of them had already made up their minds, so they asked for two upper rooms, and they would rest before leaving. Or worried that the four of them would leave, the shopkeeper, who was still a little anxious, smiled when he heard this, and hurriedly led the four of them to the backyard to go to the room. Gu Xing was held by Yuan Song, and some of them couldn't even walk.

After settling the four of them, the shopkeeper left slowly. Cropper Han Ping'an stood at the door, listening to the movement outside, and waited for the footsteps of the shopkeeper to walk away, before slowly pushing open the door and entering the next room.

And Gu Xing, who was drunk and unconscious, woke up at this time.

The meal just now would have cost him half his life. But when he touched the hilt of the sword just now, he pinched a hangover tonic pill from his cuff in his hand, and took it along the bowl of "big bowl".

It's just that I didn't expect the medicine to be too strong, and I almost vomited it. As the effect of the medicine opened, the Lingtai was clear as usual, and he dared to take the courage to pick up this "hot potato".

Then the plan will be calculated, and the trend will be followed. Unexpectedly, it led the "target person" out, which was really unexpected. It's just that these three people are sneaky, and they put aside their own plots, so what do they call it?

Jianghu affairs, rivers and lakes. Although he had a lifelong friendship, he still couldn't give all his trust and life to the other party, so Gu Xingcai kept an eye on it, and he also wanted to see what the three of them and the shopkeeper had planned.

The sound of controversy next door gradually rose, and Gu Xing went up to the wall with his ear attached to it, and heard Zhang Maitreya's thick voice shouting: "Do I have to sit here and wait for death?" That kid is already drunk and unconscious, even if he is reckless, he will burden me and so on. With that, he slammed it on the table with a dull sound.

The farmer usually suppressed his throat and said in a cold voice: "Zhang Maitreya, don't die." Although the lonely boy is reckless, but it has led to the 'credit knife man', which is not a good thing, and the only threat now is the shopkeeper. I am waiting for the light, he is in the dark, we must strengthen our vigilance, don't go to the way. ”

Yuan Song, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke: "Why don't we put the orphan boy here as a hostage and go to Longshou County to carry out the mission first, how about it?" ”

The other two fell silent for a long time when they heard this, and after a while, the farmer said normally: "Have you forgotten the instructions of the old man before leaving?" If we can't protect him thoroughly, we will defect and be endlessly pursued by Mingyue Tower. ”

"It's not good, it's not convenient, what should I do now?" Zhang Maitreya was a little annoyed, jumped to his feet and shouted angrily.

After a long silence, the farmer usually walked to the two of them and said a few words to the two in a voice that he couldn't hear, Yuan Song snorted heavily, although Zhang Maitreya was dissatisfied, he could only acquiesce.

Gu Xing pricked up his ears and leaned against the wall, but he couldn't hear the words of the three of them clearly, so he couldn't help but be a little worried. Suddenly, he noticed that he usually pushed the door out, and immediately turned around and lay down, pretending to be asleep and not waking up. When he walked into the room, he sat down at the table, and woke up as usual, pretending to be asleep.

I only heard the farmer muttering to himself: "Lonely boy, you are a good life, how can we wait for a cheap life." If it weren't for your kindness, why not hand you over to the shopkeeper at this time? It's just that I am too soft-hearted to see the appearance of a cub in you. If it weren't for the war back then, maybe it would be as big as you. ”

When Gu Xing heard this, he couldn't hold back the throbbing in his heart anymore, turned over and sat up and asked, "Uncle Ping, can you tell me your story?" I want to hear it. The farmer was usually stunned, but he didn't realize that Gu Xing had woken up, and his face was slightly red and a little angry.

But the anger was fleeting, and after about half a burnt incense, he said quietly, "Do you really want to hear it?" It's been almost 14 years, and if anyone asks, I'm about to forget it. ”

Gu Xing sat cross-legged, supported his cheeks with his hand and said: "People don't know where to go in the rivers and lakes, but who wants to enter the rivers and lakes as soon as they are born?" Who doesn't want to find a paradise to grow old with their loved ones? If there is a child under the knee, then the joy of family is even more desirable. ”

Gu Xing's non-childish words made the farmer a little stunned, and he asked unconsciously: "You are so young, where do you have so many feelings about the years and the common people?" ”

Gu Xing pursed his lips and smiled, but did not answer. Instead, he urged the usual uncle to tell the past in his heart. In Gu Xing's opinion, the true feelings of the usual uncle when he was asleep were not false at all, and the "words of the autumn" just now must be to protect himself, thinking of this, his heart was slightly warm.

But the farmer usually only shook his head and sighed, and did not mean to talk about the past, but got up and went to the door, and came forward with his ear attached, and listened. Gu Xing intended to win over, but he failed to do so, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

But when he saw that he was usually facing a great enemy, he also got up, held the silver spear, and waited for the battle.

The wind outside the door was rushing, like a galloping wild horse, galloping on the boundless grassland. And the two men in that door, like the man with the horse, waited for the right moment.

The wind was getting tighter and tighter, and it was not because of the ordinary weather, but because the flow of breath disturbed the wind's track. The two people next door also walked quickly to the door, and Gu Xing clearly heard a trace of uneasiness from their hurried footsteps.

When a gust of wind blew the door open, a dry figure leaped in, holding a short blade of forest cold, pointing it at the throat of the farmer.

This sudden change is actually in the hands of the four people in the door. Seeing that he was safe and met the enemy, Gu Xing's spear came out like a dragon, straight to the chest of the person who came, and he was about to kill with one blow. What the people who came to their surprise was that the drunken boy actually attacked from the side.

He drew his knife and retreated, but he was also slashed by the silver spear that Gu Xing attacked, and the arm holding the knife was suddenly bloody.

I saw that the person who came left two fingers at the wound, and the blood that was gushing out of it stopped leaking in an instant. The man tore off another sleeve of his coat, pulled the wound one by one, and made a gesture to continue the killing.

Before, he was still a desperate assassin like a moth to a fire, but at this time, his body was strange and inexplicable. I saw him dodge and jump out of the door, jumped on the fence on the second floor, reversed the knife and parallel it to his arm, and took out an unknown hidden weapon from his back and threw it at the two people who chased him.

At this time, the two of them were already unavoidable, and Yuan Song didn't have time to think about it, so he pulled Zhang Maitreya into his arms, and used his back to forcibly catch hundreds of unknown hidden weapons. When the Assassin saw that he had struck the blow, he jumped off the fence, rolled over the wall, and disappeared.

At this time, Yuan Song was already locked in his teeth. The tall body trembled slightly, but the hand holding Zhang Maitreya did not let go.

Zhang Maitreya was already sweating profusely at this time, and shouted to come and help as usual. When the two of them lay on the bed in the room near Yuan Song, they saw that Yuan Song's back was already a blur of flesh and blood.

Zhang Maitreya was already anxious, his eyes were bloodshot, and without saying anything, he grabbed Gu Xing's shirt and wanted to ask him for guilt. Gu Xing didn't struggle at this time, just closed his eyes, waiting for Zhang Maitreya to vent.

The farmer usually stepped forward to separate the two and asked, "Is this the time to be rash?" I didn't even find out where the other party came from, so I lost one person, and you still have the heart to fight for what kind of strength and disadvantage you have here. ”

Zhang Maitreya still wanted to argue, but Yuan Song raised his hand and grabbed his robe, indicating that he was fine.

But in the eyes of the three of them, Yuan Song was out of breath at this time, and he couldn't support it anymore. Gu woke up and didn't have time to think about it, so he said eagerly: "Hurry up and get a basin of water." ”

After speaking, he carried a small stool and sat in front of the bed, listening to Yuan Song moaning angrily, and ripped off the somewhat shabby shirt. usually kicked the Zhang Maitreya out of the door, and Zhang Maitreya took advantage of the situation to run away, and shouted to catch the water back immediately.

When the back was revealed, a foul smell was already in the air. The two of them couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses, but they didn't move half a step. When Zhang Maitreya brought the basin of clear water, he saw that Yuan Song had fallen into a coma, and he cried again.

Inevitably, he was kicked and dragged by his usual kicks again, so that he wouldn't get in the way at this time. Although Zhang Maitreya is coarse in medical skills, he still has a set of skills for the dead, and he doesn't know anything about saving people. At this time, the two had to be dead horses as live horse doctors, believing that Gu woke up.

Gu Xing took out the cold jade golden needle from his arms and spread it on the table. He took out the short sword from his waist, took out the fire fold and burned it repeatedly, and then carefully removed the unknown hidden weapons embedded in the flesh from Yuan Song's body one by one.

This secret weapon is very glowing with a faint blue luster, and a discerning person can know at a glance that it has been quenched with poison. But Gu Xing took off all those hidden weapons, and Yuan Song's wide back was already full of potholes.

Gu Xing couldn't help but put the knife into the sheath, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, exported the three white pills inside, pried open Yuan Song's tightly closed teeth and stroked his throat for him to swallow, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "In this way, it is some skin trauma." ”

The two rushed forward, and looked at Yuan Song, who was still angry before, and was already a little angry, and couldn't help but feel a lot more settled. Turning around and clasping his fists, he said to Gu Xing: "Brother Gu has such medical skills at a young age, he will definitely be able to become famous and famous in all directions." ”

Gu Xing waved his hand again and again, smiling lightly. How did they know that there were not many healing medicines they took away from their aunts, and they were in a hurry this time, otherwise they would not be willing to give these medicines to an outsider.