Chapter 167: Unusual People
Liu Qingyun glanced at him, Gongsun Jian understood, and a thief who was walking crookedly walked in his direction drunkenly, and said drunken words such as "Wait for Lao Tzu to come back and drink you to death" and so on.
From a distance of two zhang, Gongsun Jian could smell the stench of wine and sweat on his body, and he was retching when he covered his mouth.
The thief stared at the sky with small eyes, hummed a little song to die and walked up to Gongsun Jian, unbuttoned his trouser belt and began to untie it.
Liu Qingyun covered his mouth and snickered, and made a neck wiping action for Gongsun Jian from afar, the latter snorted his red nose and cursed secretly, dragged the person's leg and flipped it over, and the figure quickly smashed on the stenching thief, and the back of the big knife at his waist pressed his mouth tightly.
The thief changed from a peeing posture to a flat lying position confined by someone in an instant, and the two catties of horse urine in his stomach were also frightened to volatilize, and he completely woke up, and his cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, and he looked at the stranger pressing on him with a frightened face.
"Don't make a sound!"
Gongsun Jian endured his disgust, and said coldly: "You still want to pee? I've chopped up your pickled thing! β
The bandit whimpered and shook his head frantically.
Gongsun Jian said again: "I asked you a few things, you answered honestly and don't make a sound, I won't harm your life, if you have any crooked thoughts, don't worry, my big knife will definitely chop your mouth before you shout!" Got it? I nodded when I understood! β
The thief nodded frantically, his eyes were terrified, the whole person was trembling, the pants under his crotch that he had not had time to lift were gradually soaked, emitting a more disgusting smell, if he could do it again, if God gave him another chance, he would never go out to pee in order to avoid the pouring of wine from his comrades, even if he was in the crotch of his pants, it was better than the current situation.
Gongsun Jian asked, "How many of you are there, and where are they located?" Is the big boss in there? What are you doing inside the cottage to make you drink this high? β
Gongsun Jian was gambling, he slowly let go of the big knife close to the thief's lips, leaving a gap for him to speak, he was betting that this thief did not have such noble qualities, and he was willing to give his life to inform the cottage.
The reason why there is only a trace of a gap is to prevent this person from really having the character of sacrificing his life, and he can also continue to block his mouth at the first time and directly chop off his head.
Gongsun Jian was right.
The tip of the thief's nose could still touch the blade of the knife, and his mouth was pressed against the back of the knife and said: "A few days ago, three hundred people were exterminated by a group of officers and soldiers, and now there are more than 1,800 people left in the village, all of whom are guarding their respective positions. β
"Celebration ceremony? What is the achievement? Did you guys do it the other day? β
"This young master misunderstood, our big boss is good for this bite, five days and a small celebration and ten days of a big celebration, with many lame excuses to celebrate that he is still alive, to celebrate that there is meat to eat, to drink and so on to hold a celebration banquet."
Gongsun Jian was speechless, this Yanshan master still had this kind of leisure and elegance, he nodded slightly towards General Liu, who came around from the mountain.
When the thief saw another person coming, he swallowed his saliva, and had an ominous premonition, "Second master, are you the three heroes of the rivers and lakes who have suffered from the scourge of the family?" A small reminder to the two masters, it's best not to mess around here, there are nearly 2,000 people inside, you two can go in, but you can't get out, if you let me go and tell me which village or town you are, I will never mention this matter, and I will never loot your village and town when I go down the mountain in the future. β
Gongsun Jian sneered, "If you let you go, you will tell you about our village and town, and you will retaliate in the future, you will be a fool to me?" β
"Don't dare...... In all fairness, every sentence is true, and I have long been fed up with the robbery of Yanshan without the morality of the rivers and lakes. β
After hearing this, Liu Qingyun pondered for a moment, and he asked softly, "What position are you in Yanshan?" Can you decide which village to plunder? β
The bandit looked at this man who was a little older, as if he was moved by his words, and he hurriedly said: "The little one is the captain of the spies in Yanshan, and he is responsible for sending his subordinates to explore the situation of the surrounding villages and towns after they have been looted. β
Gongsun Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he put up the murderous big sword, "When it grows up, it will be harvested, are you raising those people as animals?" β
The thief felt the chill coming from the big knife, and his vocal cords trembled and said, "It's all the idea of the big boss, we are just executing it...... In fact, the small ones are also very pitiful to look at those people. β
Gongsun Jian sneered, "You want to say that you are a good person? β
"I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person." β
Gongsun Jian sneered and ignored him, looked sideways at Liu Qingyun, made eye contact to kill or charge, and asked for the opinion of this General Liu.
Liu Qingyun said again: "In this way, the spies under the mountain are your people, you tell me where they are." β
The bandits reported more than a dozen locations, and although the locations of the twenty or thirty spies who joined forces with the two to assassinate were somewhat different, they were roughly the same.
The two glanced at each other, Liu Qingyun took out a signal flare from his hand, pulled it and threw it down the mountain, a puff of green smoke rose all the way down the mountain road, and the entire dense grass seemed to be foggy.
When the bandit looked at it, he looked horrified and asked, "Are you fellow Daoists from other mountains?" β
Gongsun Jian smiled and didn't speak, Liu Qingyun took out a delicate dagger and plunged it straight into the thief's neck, and blood sprayed everywhere.
Gongsun Jian pretended to recite the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, I didn't kill you, it was this general who killed you, and you have a debt and a master, you go to him." β
Liu Qingyun rolled his eyes, there were a lot of souls under his sword, even if he came to find him, he would have to wait in line.
In the night, countless people were crowded, and more than 1,000 soldiers touched Yanshan without knowing it.
Gongsun Jian and Liu Qingyun also cautiously retreated to join the army.
Yu Youjun looked up at the sky, just when it was dusk, the cottage was still brightly lit, and two shouts could be heard from time to time.
Yu Youjun said: "Wait for another hour, Zishi is the time when people are most likely to get sleepy, and they have drunk so much wine, and when the time comes." β
The soldiers hid in the grass in batches, and they also lost the huge Yanshan Mountain, the distance from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain is three miles, and the longitudinal line is so high, not to mention the horizontal line, it can hide the dormant of more than 1,000 people.
Let's say that in this cottage, the leaders who set the table and drank in the outer hall were drunk and hazy, and one of them really couldn't hold on, so he fell to the ground and fell asleep, and said in his mouth: "Qi Dali's turtle grandson, if you can't drink it, you can't drink it, so you can't use it to pee, and you don't come back for a long time to pee, it's really a coward." β
The little boss who had a good amount of alcohol on the side laughed, "You guys can't do it, Lao Tzu can still drink two catties." β
Go further in, there is a lobby about a hundred zhang away from the gate of the magnificent cottage, there is a giant plaque above the entrance of the hall, and three gilded characters are written on the plaque: Zhongyi Hall!
The door of this lobby is better than the cottage faΓ§ade, Zhongyitang looks from the outside to the inside, and the lean man sitting in the innermost part is just a thumb-sized silhouette, which shows that this Zhongyitang is extensive.
In the lobby, there are one hundred and eighty tables on each side, and there are no less than hundreds of people sitting on them, and a group of people are crooked from side to side, eating meat and drinking with drunken eyes in their arms and graceful women.
A bald man in the innermost part of this Zhongyi Hall sat on a high tiger skin chair, he was lean, as if he didn't have a few taels of flesh, and he looked thinner than the people who couldn't eat in Dijin Town, but the long and narrow eyes that looked sinister and extraordinary, not comparable to those people who were full of decay, and the hooked nose under his eyes added a bit of gloom and viciousness, the corners of his mouth were chapped, with a smile that seemed to be absent, and he drank the turbid wine in the bowl without a sip, There was also an iron tool under his knee that was thicker than his waist pole, and he could not see clearly in the shadows.
This person is the master of Yanshan, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called Feishan Eagle!
There was also a plump woman next to him, no compared to the dusty women in the hall, her face was indifferent, and she didn't feel that the most ruthless bandit sitting next to her in the entire Liuzhou territory was the most ruthless, and she had any look of fear.
The Flying Eagle grinned and whistled, and a cry was heard, and a swift black hawk flew straight to his shoulder.
The Black Eagle pecked the Flying Eagle on the shoulder a few times, which was particularly affectionate.
The woman next to her suddenly spoke, "Next time you let your eagle flutter in front of me, the old lady must have plucked its feathers." β
After the flying eagle shook his shoulders, the black eagle flew back to the beam of the Zhongyi Hall, his voice was extremely hoarse and sharp, as if his vocal cords had been cut, and there was a harsh feeling of his nails scraping the plank, "What are you angry with a beast?" β
"I'm not mad at the beast."
Feishan Ying heard that there was something in this plump woman's words, and he was not annoyed, his eyes looked straight ahead and said, "The third child died in your brother's village and town, are you worried that something will happen to your brother?" Don't worry, although he doesn't have any shrewd talents, he is also a member of the government, and no one will touch him. Who doesn't know the relationship between him and me, dare to touch your brother is against Yanshan, as long as the brain does not enter the water, people who don't want to die will sell your waste brother a few thin noodles. β
The plump woman looked sideways, her brows furrowed slightly, and she was full of amorous feelings, "What did I say to you before?" Don't call him a waste again. β
"Didn't you forget?"
Feishan Ying laughed, like a sick tiger that couldn't breathe, "If you buy a county official, it's not waste." β
The plump woman snorted coldly and stopped talking, her brother weighed a few pounds and taels very well in her heart, even if she stopped others from talking, she couldn't cover it in her heart.
Flying Eagle took a sip of wine to himself, he has always liked to drink, if it was at this time before, he would have been as drunk as his brothers, but today how to drink this wine is not right, there is a familiar and unfamiliar taste, this kind of taste he has seen a lot, but it rarely happens to himself.
In this wine, there is a smell of blood, and it is not intoxicating.
The Flying Eagle stood up, and the plump woman gave way to him, and he limped slowly down the tiger skin chair, his whole body exposed to the firelight.
His lower body is missing a leg, replaced by a wooden stick, his upper body is still very thin, but the thickness of his two arms is not good, if his upper body is the size of a wine jug, then the arms are two large sea bowls, if the flying eagle is wrapped in a black robe, no one will say that this is a person, he is more like a monster who is not a human or a ghost.
The drunken and hazy big leaders in the hall saw the master come down, and sat upright one by one, for fear that if there was a trace of rudeness, he would be unloaded by this eagle who didn't look like a human with one claw.
Those women who were warblers and swallows also hid aside and didn't dare to make a sound, and even more were directly scared out of tears.
The Flying Eagle walked up to the weeping woman, his thick arms on her shoulders, and the woman felt as heavy as a bag of rice noodles on her shoulders.
"Who's on duty today?"
The Flying Mountain Eagle spoke slowly, and the woman's ears were like a magic sound, and she shrank her head and replied, "The slave doesn't know. β
Feishan Ying glanced at her with a strange expression, and forcibly turned the woman's head with that big hand, "Did I ask you?" β