Hearing the sound, the old man jumped to the side of the servant in a few steps, followed the place of the servant's finger, and saw that about fifty paces away, in the grass under a large tree by the valley stream, there seemed to be a figure lying lying between the protruding roots. I saw that the man's body was covered with blood, but there was no movement. Seeing that the old Tao's heart sank, he immediately whispered to the servant: "Let's go over and take a look, you must not be loud and blind." ”

But I saw that the old man stretched out his hand to support the little servant's armpit, and only a few ups and downs had reached the side of the big tree.

Lao Dao saw that the prostrate person underground was wearing a crimson samurai suit, his figure was very burly, and a horizontal knife had fallen from his hand, and he seemed to have some breath. So he leaned down and carefully turned the man underground, and saw that the other man had a high nose and deep eyes, and a thick and curly beard on his face, but his breath was dying, and he was afraid that he would die in the blink of an eye.

The old man sighed, stretched out his right palm, pressed against the back of the big man's heart, and took a few breaths of vitality.

Tuoba Ye spurted out a mouthful of bruises, and opened his eyes with great difficulty, and the servant saw that there was a wound in Tuoba Ye's abdomen that was still bubbling outward, so he said to him: "Uncle, I'll come to wrap your wound." ”

Tuoba Ye's eyes were half-closed, he had more breath out and less breath in, obviously fateful, and struggled to say, "No...... No more! I have ...... in my purse Some gold, silver, and gemstones...... Given to you...... You...... Wating Hill Land Temple...... Fifty steps northeast...... The bottom of the bluestone platform under the giant tree...... There is a bag of oiled paper buried, ask for ...... Please send it to the ...... The state city Tuoba family must ...... There is a ......" Before he finished speaking, his head suddenly drooped, and he died of exhaustion.

The old man looked at Tuobaya, reached out and took off the deerskin purse on the waistband of his trousers, and reached out to grope in his arms and the corners of his clothes, and took out a few quenched poisonous, blue flying knives from his arms, and there seemed to be a map with graphics. Lao Dao looked at it for a moment, and then carefully inserted the flying knife into the leather bag. When he looked into his purse, he saw that there were more than a dozen ingots of silver, as well as three gold leaves and a few precious stones, and he was overjoyed.

The little servant saw the old man's movements and said, "Master, this ...... Isn't it good? ”

"What's good?!" The old man said angrily, "Money is something outside the body, can you still follow the dead to the Yin Si and spend it again?" Besides, this is the reward he promised himself, and you go find a thick stick. ”

"What do you want sticks for?"

"Dig a pit and bury people." The old man said angrily, he stuffed the purse in his hand into his arms, "Get money from people, eliminate disasters for others, and collect the fees, you have to take care of the aftermath for him." ”

The servant answered, and went to the forest to find a branch with the thickness of an arm, and the old man used the branch as a shovel, and soon dug a big pit in the forest. Before carrying Tuobayo's body into the pit, he carefully removed some valuable bits and pieces from the other party's body, put the other party's body into the bottom of the pit, and buried his body with mud and stones, but with dead branches and leaves.

When he was finished, Lao Dao found a piece of linen, carefully wrapped the horizontal knife left by Tuobaya, tied it with a rope, and let the servant carry it behind him. The steel edge of this knife is excellent, the blade is covered with fine scales, and the handle is also inlaid with three precious stones, which is obviously a treasure knife, but unfortunately the scabbard is missing.

Lao Dao stood in place and looked around again, and then said, "Let's go." ”

The servant said, "Let's continue to Fengxiang Mansion?" ”

Lao Dao shook his head and said: "No, didn't you listen to what this person said just now, this Wating Mountain is in the north of Weizhou City, let's go there to get something, and go to Liangzhou." Looking at this person's net worth, the benefits will definitely not be less this time, maybe just once, you can fulfill the wish of the ancestor to rebuild the mountain gate, but it is much stronger than the fate of us going around for ten or eight years. ”

The old and the young and the two old roads were delayed for a long time, and then turned back to the mountain road from the valley bottom stream, and after going down the mountain, they walked along the mountain road by the Weishui River all the way to the north in the direction of Huating County, Weizhou. At this time, it is the beginning of spring, and the woods in the mountains are beginning to sprout green shoots, and they look vibrant.

The two of them climbed over a hill, seeing that the sky was about to get dark, the old Taoist said that they would go to Anhua City in more than 40 miles, which was a gate city on the south side of Xiaoguan, and the two of them were scheduled to go to Baiyan Town that night to stay in the hotel.

At this moment, the servant suddenly heard the sound of fast horses galloping in front of him, and saw that the road behind him was dusty, and several fast horses galloped over, and in the blink of an eye, they came behind them like a galloping wind. The rider on the horse pulled the reins slightly, and several fast horses spurted past the two men.

In the first glance, the little servant had seen that the riders on the horses were all strong and vigorous, and their faces were full of fierceness, and although they were covered with dust raised by the horses' hooves, they did not dare to say anything.

This old man didn't know these high-rollers, but he saw that some of those riders were carrying a fishing fork made of stainless steel on horseback, and knew that there were people in the Weihe Gang and the Jinghe Gang who liked to use fishing forks as weapons, and these riders should be from these two river gangs. The Jinghe Gang and the Weihe Gang around Fengxiang Mansion rely on waterways to eat, and help many low-level people such as boatmen, slender men and fishermen, but the leaders of the gang rely on bullying and dominating the market, and have long extorted protection fees from merchant ships and business travelers, and most of them have accumulated a lot of net worth, and they are also famous in the underworld of Qindi.

The old man dragged the servant to the side of the road and whispered, "Do you see these soldiers clearly?" ”

The little maid asked, "What?" Is it in the green forest? ”

The old man pondered for a while and said: "Look at their weapons, most of them are mainly steel forks, and most of them are heroes in the River Gang, what is the urgency of these people?" Looking at their riding skills, most of them are not mediocre hands. ”

The little roadman said: "Hey, this is strange, the people of this river gang are not on the riverside pier, but what are they doing in this mountain?" ”

The old man groaned for a moment, and then continued: "Maybe it has something to do with the person we buried, when someone asks, don't talk nonsense, just don't know anything." ”

He instructed the servant a few more words, and then wrapped the horizontal knife behind the servant into the package he carried, and then the two continued along the avenue under the slanting sun. Continuing to turn a few deserted hillsides, the eyes suddenly brightened, but under the twilight sun, a market town suddenly appeared in the wide riverside valley, and in front of me was the town of White Rock.

When it was dark, the two walked outside Baiyan Town, and saw that at the intersection of Zhenxi Road, there were several gangsters in black clothes stopping passers-by, holding portraits in their hands, and asking if they had seen the characters on the portraits. Looking at the chest of those gangsters, the emblem of the Jinghe Gang was embroidered, but the first one was born short and thin, with a narrow scar on his dark face, two swallowtail whiskers on his lips, and a fishing fork made of fine steel in his hand.

The old man heard the description from the mouths of the gang and knew that these people were looking for the Liangzhou warriors who were chasing down the Liangzhou warriors they had buried in the morning. This made Lao Dao feel a little strange, the clothes of the big Han they buried in the morning were the standard military uniforms of Longyou or Hexi Army. After all, this Jinghe Gang is a Jianghu Gang, no matter how powerful it is, it does not dare to provoke the army easily.