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When Wang Xing, who was hidden behind a bush, counted to the eighth, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and saw a few dotted fires in the forest, and several figures with torches rushed out of the forest.

Wang Xingping is thinking in his heart, should he ask for help or wait? The doubts suppressed in his heart made him choose the latter, at least it should not be difficult to kill these people with a surprise attack in the dark, and it is the safest way to see if it is said again.

Just when he was thinking in his heart, suddenly there was a shout from the crowd, and a voice shouted timidly: "Fourth brother, look." The people who came had obviously found dead bodies all over the ground, and the accent of the speech Wang Xingping could understand, this is the official dialect of the southwest region, this has not changed much over the years, and the accent in the memory of this life is not much different, Wang Xingping also spent half a year in Sichuan when he was a soldier, and he can hear that as long as the speed of speech is not fast, the pronunciation difference in the southwest dialect is not too big.

"What's the deal?" Saying this, a slightly tall figure also seemed to have discovered the abnormality on the ground, saying that it was tall, that is, relative to other people, at a glance at Wang Xingping, it was only about one meter seven and five, against the moonlight, and even the outline of the face could not be seen clearly.

When the group heard the shout of the big man who took the lead, they also surrounded one of the corpses and carefully "studied" it.

"Fourth brother, this wound is strange." A small man next to the big man looked at the body, looked at the big man, and then looked at the torch closer.

The man who was called the fourth brother was the leader of this team, at this time the floating clouds were omitted, the faint moonlight shone on the man's face, the red-faced beard was clearly visible, the man was equipped with a short knife around his waist, and there was a fierce aura between his eyebrows. The words were full of disgust.

Today was originally to take advantage of the days after the New Year's Festival to go to a relative's house in a nearby village to eat and drink, but a child in this group of people is the youngest son of the man's maternal uncle's family, because he ate a few more bowls, lost the way, and actually walked to the stream, in fact, it is not far from the avenue, only a few woods are blocked, and the leaves are confused, so Wang Xingping did not find it in the morning. When the man came out with someone, the old lady of the family entrusted a lot of long and short periods, and the area was not peaceful in the original area, so the man had to bring some capable sergeants out to find his nephew, but there are only a few people at the moment, but the inside are also from the local splash skin, far and near ten miles, whether it is a native or a Han person, they have all been beaten. The man himself also had a small crossbow on his sleeve, so that a team of men and horses would face the more than ten barbarians during the day, and it was no problem at all.

Looking at the corpse of the barbarian who was killed, the man's eyebrows were twisted into several pimples, "Fourth brother, there is still here." Several consecutive calls from the fourth brother came, and the man simply ordered people to scatter for a while to search, but found more than a dozen dead people, but these people all died strangely, and it was not those wounds that looked so neat that they were staggering, but the heads of these people, except for the one who was cut open with a knife, and the other heads were all well left on the dead people's bodies.

"Did you meet a strongman? If you talk about the folk customs here, there are also people and thieves who are killed by the brave people of the township. A man said absentmindedly, his eyes fixed on the deceased's belongings.

"No, if they were killed by bandits, how could there be any reason to let them wear clothes, and then you see that the chain on this person's neck is silver, why hasn't it been ripped off?"

"The fourth brother is right, but I haven't heard of any extravagant characters in this left, and there are more than a dozen people who have died in this case, and there may not be no one who has run, there must be thirty or fifty people to kill these many barbarians."

In the era of cold weapons, if there is a way back, more than ten corpses can be left in the first war, and there are hundreds of people on both sides of the war, in this left and near area, who can pull up such a big battle, the man asks himself if he and his subordinates can't hide it, so that there is no rumor at all, even if it is a tubang fire, there will be no rumor at all, not to mention that the heads of the corpses are there, and there is not much shortage of property, which is neither for military merit nor for wealth, why did he kill so many barbarians for nothing?

"Don't talk nonsense, count this number first, and take all the heads back to report."

"The fourth brother is right, these more than ten levels of the first level are enough for me to wait for a few years." This is true, except for one that was opened, there are fourteen corpses left, each of whom can be divided into nearly two levels, according to military merits, it is considered less to enter two or three levels, as for how to get these beheading skills, there is no need to worry about explaining, as long as the things are handed over, naturally someone will help speak.

Wang Xingping can understand the words of many people, and suddenly feels a lot of peace of mind, it seems that he is in the realm of the Han people, thinking of this, Wang Xingping quietly poked out his head, the light of the torch is bright and bright, he simply took off the night vision eyes, and carefully looked at a few men more than ten steps away with the help of the light of the moonlight and the torch.

But seeing the man in the middle, at this time, under the firelight, the thick beard on his ruddy face was daunting, although the body shape was just average in Wang Xingping's opinion, but the bones were wide, and there was a sense of tiger and tiger at a glance. Looking down further, this person was wearing a soap-colored silk jacket, and the copper buckle on the belt was polished, Wang Xingping didn't know that this belt was still snatched from someone else's hand. The boots under his feet seem to be broken, but they are all looking for patches to make up, and they look very strong, so it is no wonder that several others are looking at this man.

Now it seems that this group of people are clearly Han people, listening to their words is to show merit, it should not be a group with the natives in the daytime, but even so, they are not their way, but to figure out the doubts they want to solve first, they must find someone to ask. Seeing that they have dispersed to cut people's heads, I think this group of people will definitely return later, I don't know what kind of characters these people are, this black light is blind, when they don't go too far, tonight's accommodation should always be near the left.

Sure enough, as Wang Xingping expected, before long, the group cut off all the heads, hung them around their waists after a little tidying up, and put the valuable things on the dead man's body and turned around on the road.

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The moon hangs high on the canopy, from time to time it is blocked by the treetops in the forest, the moonlight is very bright, Wang Xingping does not dare to follow too closely, several torches are also bright, no need to rely on night vision devices, finally not been left behind, along the stream and about half an hour, then out of the grass, on the edge of a wide slope on the official road, this road Wang Xingping has some impressions, it is the one that took the carriage when he came during the day, and the shadow of the shadow can be seen not far away, the abandoned carriage and horse during the day are over there, but the horse is already a dead horse, There is no one who gasps anymore.

The crowd in front of them was startled at first, and then they stepped forward to check, but they had not passed through this place when they came, and they had never seen such a scene. Now seeing this team of carriages and horses, it seems that there are still some people lying around, and I just think that today is really strange, and strange things can happen twice.

The leading man stepped forward and waved his torch, but he saw that there was no one alive. was about to go to the car to take a look, but he heard a shout behind him: "Be a good man and move slowly." ”

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The red-faced man looked at the thin young man in front of him, in the night breeze of early spring, even if there were torches, the young man's cheeks had an indelible pale color, according to the young man's statement, he was quite frightened.

"So you're rushing back to Guiyang Mansion overnight?" The tall and thin man next to the red-faced man always misses the point.

Wang Xingping didn't care: "Back to this general, I was just on the road with my father during the day, and I just had lunch when I met this gang of thieves." ”

"So you're not on a trip?"

"Originally, tonight was going to be in the ......lawsuit of Zazo Chief," he choked up a little as he spoke, looking at the strange and familiar face of the man lying on the side of the car, only a pair of wide-open eyes staring at the direction of his son's escape during the day, and the words 'death without blinking' appeared in his mind. Wang Xingping himself has no feelings for the family who died tragically in this line, but first, he has to cover it up in front of others, and secondly, he was an orphan in his previous life. What's more, the dead master Wang Laiting has always loved his only son, otherwise he would not be reluctant to entangle himself and take the underage Wang Xingping out.

"Dare to ask what the little brother is called?" This time the questioner was a short and fat person, and there was a lot of affinity between the words, which was naturally looking at the car battle accompanying this young master, who was not only from Guiyang Mansion, but also had such a car account, so it was not an ordinary family.

"The boy's surname is Wang, and this is the father." Saying that, Wang Xingping knelt down to the corpse in the car again, and cried again, this time he recalled a lot of the past, but also had a little truth, and even wiped his tears while thinking about coping.

"It turned out to be my own family, what the hell is going on." The red-faced man finally spoke lightly, and the tall man next to him hurriedly flattered: "Fourth brother and little brother, you are both surnamed Wang." ”

Wang Xingping saw the opportunity, and immediately turned to the red-faced man and bowed again, "Engong, please accept the boy's salute." ”

"You get up first, how can the little brother do such a big gift."

"The general not only saved the villain, but also helped the villain take care of the enemy, of course he deserves this gift."

"Enemy?"

"The boy followed all the way, and saw with his own eyes the heads cut by the generals, and it was this gang of thieves who robbed the road and killed his father during the day, and the kid was lucky to get rid of it with the protection of his family, but unfortunately he survived me."

When the tall man heard this, his face changed for a while, and the red-faced man did not refute.

I don't know if I really didn't see it or pretended to be" The man slandered in his heart, but he didn't tell it, and asked, "Are all the people in your family here?" ”

"I just checked it carefully, and only one is missing."

"What's your name?"

"Wang Xiaoliu is the son of my family."

"It seems that he got away, who is this person in the car?"

"It's my father." Wang Xingping did not feel the slightest discomfort, but he still tried his best to show sadness.

"Childe also asks for condolences, always take care of the aftermath." It seems that the deceased in the car is the head of the family, and after seeing the deceased's clothes, the title of the short and fat man has also changed. "Speaking of which, the fourth brother is also surnamed Wang, and you are still in your own family with your son."

Wang Xingping was a little more kind when he heard this, and he was even more relaxed, so he waved at the red-faced man again, and said: "But it is fate, I haven't asked the general's name, and the boy will definitely ask his mother to thank him when he goes home, and I hope to help me settle the bones of my father and all my family." ”

The red-faced man's complexion also eased a lot, arched his hand, and said, "Excuse me, Wang Zhongde, the fourth line in the family, you just call me Wang Si, you don't have to be so polite." ”

Listening to the name of the man, Wang Xingping thought thoughtfully, "This name is one word different from the uncle." ”

"Oh? Dare to ask what Uncle Ling's name is? These words aroused Wang Zhongde's interest.

"The one who is dedicated to virtue is that, like my father, he is from a good background." Wang Xingping didn't lie, the only remaining memories since reincarnation clearly pointed to a conclusion, a dead lifting father may not be more effective than a living lifting uncle in front of a group of red guys, not to mention that in a clan, the two families are already good, and the family of the clan uncle who is only separated by a courtyard wall is not only one lifting person.

It was like drowsiness hitting a pillow, and the fourth brother Wang Zhongde became lively when he heard it: "Oh? …… But the king of Fucheng Jinshi's house? The one who is the one who is despised and virtuous? "In Guizhou, in the triennial scientific examination, there has never been more than one number of jinshi on each list, and even rural people can know what the status of jinshi means in the local area. At the end of last year, the pomp and circumstance of Xinke Tang Jinshi returning to his hometown was seen by the soldiers of Xifeng. Tang Jinshi is a Jingming, the top three Jinshi of the Bingchen Branch in the forty-fourth year of Wanli, and now he has been released to Hejian County, which is a digression.

Wang Xingping tidied up his clothes and said solemnly: "It is the clan uncle, who thinks about the words, Jiachenke High School in the thirty-second year of Wanli." The tall man on the side immediately interjected: "I said that this son has an extraordinary bearing, but it turned out to be the young master of the Wang family, no wonder ......"

This is called Wang Zunde's uncle, is the only one in that branch of Guizhou, although the palace test has been outside the top three, but the Jinshi is the Jinshi, whether it is and the first, the origin, or the same origin (note: the Ming Dynasty Jinshi branch of the palace test results are divided into three grades, the first three give the Jinshi and the first, the second several give the Jinshi origin, the number of the top three is the largest, give the same Jinshi origin), are already the highest class in the civil officials, maybe the top three Jinshi into the cabinet is difficult to see, but compared to the civil officials and even ordinary people, after all, there is a difference. Wang Zhongde and others may not know that Wang Zunde is now the imperial governor of Guangdong, but they must understand the energy of the Wang family's local representatives. The father of this young man is also a lifter, and he is a dead lifter, so this matter will not be small, the Wang family will not give up and give up, needless to say, the officialdom in Guiyang will not sit idly by and watch a lifter be killed by the natives, and will definitely ask for an explanation.

At this point, Wang Zhongde should have expressed something, so he said to Wang Xingping: "Young Master of the Wang family, the queen will help you, and the brothers will not shirk, don't be sad." …… Speaking of which, you and I are also of the same ancestry, and the previous generations are the same great-ancestor. ”

These words made Wang Xingping surprised, seeing that this fourth brother Wang is also a bold character, he will not deceive people, in his memory, his father Wang Laiting also mentioned to his mother that one of his ancestors did attack the military position.

Thinking about it, Wang Xingping's heart was a little surprise. How to return home is another matter, at least it is certain that it is safe for now, and the fourth brother Wang immediately knocked another seal of security for this security.

"Since it is my own family, then I will not see the outside, only from today you will call me a fourth brother, we are all sergeants of Xifeng, the city is not far from here, and Mr. will be here on fire, and tomorrow we will go back to the fort together, and the bones of Ling Zun and his family will be placed."

Wang Xingping hurriedly bowed down: "Little brother Wang Xingping, the fifth line in the family." Although Wang Xingping only had one sister in front of him, he had three brothers who died young, which was also common in the Ming Dynasty, and it was also the reason why his father valued this only son.

"Fifth brother, this is fine, everything is in charge." Saying that, Wang Zhongde sent the people around him back to Xifeng to report that the Wang family's convoy had been robbed and killed, and the horses had been shot dead on the side of the road.

The moonlight pierced the clouds of the night again, sprinkling a piece of silver and white between the broken carriages and horses, but the young man's heart was no longer the panic he had before.