After a period of delay, it is now approaching midnight. Although the city of Nagusu is not far away from Jiankang, it is also nearly five hundred miles away; At this distance, even if you ride a pure-blooded Great Food War Horse, it will take at least six hours or so of long-distance travel before it is possible to barely reach the city of Gusu.

Moreover, at present, the four gates of Jiankang City have long been closed, and the carriage and horse dealers, mule and horse markets outside the city have all been closed down, and there is nowhere to train horses. Moreover, even if they were in Chang'an City, which was full of merchants and merchants, and they were wielding a large amount of silver tickets in their hands, it would be impossible to collect seven Great Food War Horses in such a short period of time!

Like a superb war horse that can run long distances and maintain absolute speed, no matter when and where it is placed, it is impossible for a fetish to appear in a pile!

Fortunately, the little fat man from the tooth man returned here, and with the unique mark between the tooth pedestrians, he really found a group of ghost market black merchants gathered outside the city, and spent several times the high price, which solved everyone's urgent need. But even then, they only bought three horses; And the remaining four people could only ride the first-class war horse, fall far behind, and rush towards Gusu City as soon as possible......

Before everyone separated, Zigqi also released three carrier pigeons in the stronghold of the Sea Shark Trading House in order to be prepared......

However, none of them knew that the three carrier pigeons that had rushed to Gusu City to warn them had not flown far before they were easily torn to pieces by four harrier eagles as fierce and swift as lightning......

On the shore of Ersheng Lake, at this time, a vote of Western Xinjiang men stood quietly; On each of them carried a sharp-eyed and quick-witted harrier eagle on his shoulder; And standing in front of these falconers are three Nankang people, two men and one woman.

One of the women nodded with satisfaction when she saw the spoils brought back by the four harrier eagles:

"Old black dog, old black dog, these eagle slaves that you have thrown out a lot of money over the years have finally come in handy! As it seems today, it is not in vain that the king still owes those two...... Those two Golden Boy Buddhas are in debt! ”

The woman who was talking, wearing a black power suit, with extremely fair skin, carrying a sheathed long sword that exceeded ordinary specifications behind her, her facial features, eyebrows and eyes were soft and pitiful, and she also had a little heroic spirit, not only like a brutal and pretty young lady raised in the depths of the boudoir, but also like a "disguise" carefully cultivated by a famous family and used to recruit disciples.

This person is the woman who hid in the winter wing of the cyclamen before, monitoring the every move of Huang Jing, Shen Gui and others. And the old black dog she called was the short fisherman who stood beside Guan Beidou before.

"Hmph, I'm willing to help today, it's all for the sake of the third brother's face. As for these falconer brothers from the western Xinjiang, they have nothing to do with you, a girl who leans on the door and laughs, and I can't allow you to judge here! You'd better remember for me, today is the first and the last! You owe me the black dog's account, and I'll give you interest on every payment! Brothers, let's go! ”

After speaking, the fisherman bowed deeply to a white-bearded old man in a Taoist robe beside him, and then waved his hand and led the twenty or so falconers from the western frontier to leave the shore of Ersheng Lake; And the woman looked at their distant backs, and still relentlessly her soft and glutinous southern accent of the swallow warbler, and said cool words:

"This dog is a dog, and it's so tight! Isn't it just a batch of trained skinny horses, and it's worth your anger? Everyone is doing things for the king, isn't it the same in anyone's hands? Besides, you're just a stinky fisherman, running to the flower boat every day, what's the matter? Ben girl did you a great favor......"

Guan Beidou, who was sandwiched between the two, also looked a little ugly at this time, he gently swept the woman's neck with the dust hanging from his arm and wrist, and said in a gloomy tone:

"Yuyan, the third brother knows that the obsession in your heart has taken root, and if this mortal thought comes together, there will be a response, and you yourself can't help yourself now...... But your deeds today are not in line with the way of heaven; Below, it is not applied to the ground; Throughout the ages, there have been countless people like you, who tried in vain to go against the sky with their own strength and seize the creation of heaven and earth, but in the end they all turned into a handful of loess and a touch of dust, and ended up hastily...... Hey, I will give you a word for my brother today, and I hope you will do it for yourself in the future! ”

"The bright moon is like a wheel reflecting in the water, only the light and shadow are nowhere to be seen. The fool delusionally went into the river to fetch it, and tossed and turned to the first empty ......"

Guan Beidou recited four sentences of criticism while slowly walking into the distance; The woman with the sword on her back stood there with a disdainful smile on her face. She looked at Guan Beidou's old and rickety figure, her sandalwood lips opened lightly, and she squeezed out three words from between her teeth: "Old God Stick ......"

Yanshui Township is known for its winding beauty; It is very different from the flat and open landform of the northern plains; If you talk about traveling with beauty and looking at the scenery along the way, it is obviously the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River where the mountains and rivers are exhausted and there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright; But if you start running......

I don't see the Nankang Dynasty in the rich world, and the cavalry is only responsible for the work of the honor guard!

It is now the beginning of spring, although the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River is as thin as a cow's hair, but once it is about to rise, it is also sleepless and endlessly annoying; The soil on the ground had already been soft and slippery like a silk drizzle, and the three of them rode horses all the way to gallop over, and the pure black thief under Shen Gui's crotch was slightly better; And the two "Night Jade Lions" under Qi Yan and Qi Geqi's crotch have now become "spotted pigeon beasts"!

This sudden spring rain at night was not only inopportune for Shen Gui, who was in a hurry to save people, but even the sixteen new and old mixed shamans who had been lurking in Gusu City and near the Shen family's mansion also felt extremely uncomfortable.

A short, middle-aged man who had just fallen from a tree didn't even bother to wipe the drizzle on his face, and after jumping over, he jumped into the window of the second floor of a stupa......

"Lei Gong, how's it going?"

The shaman guard chief flame who stayed in the tower to rest, saw that Lei Gong was replaced, and hurriedly handed over the wine bag in his hand to warm him up. Don't look at these shamans, all of them are pure northern men, born with ice slag in their blood; But the cold of the early spring in the south of the Yangtze River is enough to make their lips blue and their hands and feet itchy from the cold!

Lei Gong borrowed the wine bag handed by Blazing, and after pouring a large mouthful, he said with trembling lips:

"This kid is wicked! I always thought that we might have been discovered by him! You ponder, what normal person would sit under the eaves of his own porch in the middle of the night in the cold and gloomy middle of the night, and read at night? Could it be that their Shen family is so poor that they can't even afford a stove? ”

At this time, he was sitting in front of the charcoal stove roasting the clouds with his hands, and he answered angrily:

"Didn't you see the plaque on the gate just now, with the four big characters of Gusu Shen family written on it? Will they be short of those copper plates? Do you know that the cloth and silk in the entire Huayu Continent are all from the large and small warehouses of the Shen family's firm? From the coarse linen clothes on the people's bodies to the Yunjin Su embroidery on the rich man, if you buy a rag head as a rag, then you have to let the Shen family earn a piece first. And the four things of this people, food, clothing, housing and transportation, this clothing is the most important thing! The Shen family is poor? The poor are only left with silver, right? ”

Blaze ignored the clouds and thunder who were arguing, and instead nodded at Neon, who was holding his cheeks in a daze:

"Kicking the wood, he snores too loudly, and it is easy to expose Xingzang. We're here for revenge today, and we're not going on an outing, can we be a little cautious? The north wind, the rainstorm, the three of us are going to change the three seniors back now, the time is almost up......"

The stupa where the shamans are hiding is in an excellent location, just enough to condescendingly observe the every move of most of the Shen Mansion; In addition, it was a gentle drizzle tonight, and although the rain was not loud, it was still beneficial to the shamans who were hiding their figures.

Not far from the east wall of the Shen Mansion, there was an old shaman guard who had just replaced Lei Gong. Most of them are orphans adopted by Li Xuanyu, so they don't have names at all. When this person was on Youbei Third Road, his code name was the last name of the twelve hours-Hai Shi; After that, he followed Zigeqi to Nankang and established the Haisha Gang, which has always been called Zhu Shizhu shopkeeper.

Shopkeeper Zhu is not young now, but he has been robbing at sea for many years, and what he has done has always been a life-saving business of licking blood from the knife edge, so he is far from being comparable in terms of skill and experience. Although the man in white who fell into his eyes was a middle-aged scribe who was helpless; But he still carried out his task meticulously, and he did not even relax for a moment......

Not far away, in the east courtyard of the Shen Mansion, a middle-aged scribe who was listening to the rainy night reading under the corridor turned a new page of the book at this time; And the maid who had been kneeling quietly behind him to burn incense and cook tea, was also quietly and seriously using the fan in her hand at this time, slowly fanning the charcoal fire under the tea stove......

"Qingmei, what time is it?"

The scribe smelled the vague smell of tea behind him, and gently clasped the scroll in his hand to his side; Then he stood up, slightly awkwardly moving his numb waist and legs, and occasionally hammered the acupuncture points with his fists......

"Back to the third son's words, it has just passed the fourth watch. Tonight's rain and dew are cloudy, the ground is damp and cold, the third son should rest early, right? ”

"Whew...... Since my son is the master's family, it is rude not to go out of the house to greet him, how can he take care of himself and sleep soundly on the couch and neglect the distinguished guests who come from afar? What's more, I haven't finished reading this book yet, even if I lie down, I must be tossing and turning, and it is difficult to sleep, isn't it a waste of time? …… Well, if you're not busy, why don't you help me get those mung bean cakes to accompany the tea? ”

Such a warm picture of red sleeves and fragrance fell in the eyes of Shopkeeper Zhu, but it made his nerves even tighter......

As Lei Gong said, what normal person in this world would read it night on such a rainy night?