The two sat on the wheel of Su Zizhong's carriage and muttered for a while, Pucao returned to the car, and Su Zizhong jumped off the carriage and walked towards the tea stall with his clothes neat.

The four maids walked out of the car and looked around, as if they wanted to find a convenient place where no one was around, and the official road might have pedestrians passing by at any time.

Pu Cao returned to the carriage he was driving and lay on the flat in front of the carriage, picked up the hat and hung it up, and shouted at Su Zizhong's back: "Two cups of herbal tea, when you honor me." The voice has not changed significantly from usual, but the wood knife has been hidden behind it.

Su Zizhong didn't look back, and shouted loudly, "I pasted the silver, but let you be an uncle once." ”

Young people with a bit of family background are traveling together, and there are a few women who are like flowers and jades accompanying them, aren't they all this laughing and naughty appearance.

On the official road, a few pedestrians came from the direction of Xiwuzhou, with large and small bags of goods, which should be footmen who were reluctant to pay to hire cars and horses. They were closer to the tea stall, so they arrived at the tea stall before Su Zizhong.

As soon as the backpack was placed on the bamboo canopy of the tea stall, it was stopped by the stall owner, who disliked the foot trader's bag and occupied the space to block the business. There was a young man in his twenties in the line of foot merchants, who was very unconvinced, and quarreled with the stall owner, and it was impossible to say who was more reasonable. The young man scolded "why don't you do our business, do you look down on people" and the like, blushing and thick-nosed and very angry, clenching his fists to have a deal with the boss, and was persuaded by his companions and two Longguo people sitting on the stall, an elder who looked like a young man hugged his waist and pulled the young man away from the tea stall.

The young man who felt angry scolded all the way, and after a while of persuasion from others, he put on his backpack and went back to the road with his companions.

Su Zizhong fanned the wind with a wide-brimmed straw hat, found a shade to stop, and watched the excitement with a smile on his face, and the dispute at the tea stall stopped before moving forward.

The footman and Su Zizhong staggered by, and the young man's backpack slid violently, falling towards Su Zizhong, and a short serpentine dagger hidden behind the backpack stabbed Su Zizhong's waist and eyes silently.

If you are an ordinary person, your first reaction will definitely be to hold on to the backpack that looks a little heavy, or turn sideways to avoid suffering.

Su Zizhong was not, the moment the rucksack slid down, he jumped up suddenly, the height was almost the same as the young man's head, Su Zizhong borrowed a little bit and jumped on the bamboo pergola of the tea stall two or three feet away.

Not only dodging the young man's snake dagger, but also dodging the quick knives handed out by several foot merchants and two Longguo people who rushed over, these knife shadows sealed Su Zizhong's dodge space from front to back, left and right.

Standing on the roof of the pergola, Su Zizhong smiled loudly, "Carving insect skills, I still want to fool my son." ”

Su Zizhong stomped hard under his feet, and the bamboo pergola collapsed with a "poof", and the dust exploded, blinding everyone's eyes.

Pu Cao could only see a vague figure, although he had discussed it with Su Zizhong before, he was still quite worried about Su Zizhong.

There were screams in the dust, and the four women appeared behind the trees on all sides, each holding a small needle crossbow, and the needle crossbow could send out three thin needles at the same time, and the needle burst open after shooting, like a fine net of pampas fishing in the Mingyun River, covering the dust center tightly.

The four women stood at different heights, faintly forming a ring to wrap around the tea stall, skillfully and skillfully firing and changing the crossbow needles, and the sound of aggressiveness was endless, until the dust and screams subsided, and then the needle crossbow was hung around the waist with a soft sword.

Pu Cao thought to herself that Su Zizhong must be dead, Su Zizhong was also in the dust, these maids were so ruthless that they even killed their own masters.

Pu Cao rushed to the ruins of the collapsed tea stall, constantly lifting the collapsed bamboo strips, and chanting Su Zizhong's name.

There was no damage to the clothes of all the corpses, except for the black blood left at the corners of their mouths, silently accusing the deadly poison coated with the crossbow needles.

Pu Cao turned over for a while, but didn't see Su Zizhong's body, the blue kite was closest to Pu Cao, and Pu Cao yelled at the blue kite: "Where is Su Zizhong? Didn't you see him in there, too? Now it's okay, Su Zizhong is dead, and Lao Tzu's life can be regarded as a ride. ”

Blue Kite ignored Pu Cao's red eyes, put away the soft sword and silently dismantled the needle crossbow.

Grandma's, Lao Tzu finally got to know a friend who looked unhappy but actually chatted happily, and finally had a glimmer of hope to worship in the Snow Mountain, which was completely ruined by these women.

Pucao sat down on the ground.

As a friend, Su Zizhong's bones should be sent back to Sujiabao, but his mother's body can't be found now, how sad Su Zizhong's family should be.

There are not many Cold Thorn Pills, and it is too late to return to Anlan Academy at this moment, rather than dying with the bursting of meridians, it is better to fight with these vicious women.

The blue kite is less than a zhang away from Pucao, and the needle crossbow that makes Pucao's heart palpitate has been put away.

Pu Cao changed from sitting to squatting, his calves tense and clenched the chai knife, and he was about to launch an angry blow when the blue kite lowered his head.

"Oh, this black man doesn't know if he's worried about my life or his own." The sound of banter came from overhead, and the sound of landing sounded.

Su Zizhong jumped from the tree, and a very annoying and very good-looking face appeared in front of Pu Cao, "When I was called by my name just now, I was very sincere, and yes, how good-looking am I, how can others be willing to let me die." Oh, not only women are fascinated, but even men can't compete with my charm, and I can't imagine that I inadvertently found out that the black man actually had a promise to me, but it's impossible for us, so you will die of this heart. ”

Pu Cao's heart fell back into her stomach, and she spat at Su Zizhong's face, and first scolded a foul sentence with more than three episodes, "You slut deserve to die under the poison needle." ”

Su Zizhong dodged his saliva, "How can my eldest son Su die so easily." I said, the boss is not a small person, and he still spits, and there is no shame in losing it. ”

Seeing that everyone was fine, Su Zizhong greeted, "Let's go, I didn't drink the tea, but I enjoyed a bunch of clumsy plays, it's really boring." ”

The four girls followed Su Zizhong to the carriage, and when they got into the carriage, they found that something was wrong, what about Pucao?

Pucao was squatting on the ground at the moment and vomiting wildly.

"Why don't you go?" Su Zizhong shouted.

"Weak legs, come and help me." Pucao burst into tears.

Pu Cao has not seen dead people in more than three episodes, there are more drowning and capsized boats in the Ming River, and when the coolies on the dock help to fish people, Pu Cao has been to see the excitement, even if it is the corpses that are swollen with water bubbles, Pu Cao is not so afraid. At that time, I was afraid that I would not have enough food and clothing, and the dead would not jump up and bite him, so there was nothing to fear.

Even the last time Su Zizhong was assassinated in Luoling, the face of the assassin when he died was not as hideous as the corpse seen today. Just now, I was just looking for Su Zizhong, and I didn't have time to be afraid, but now I was looking at those corpses with black faces and glasses, crooked mouths, crooked white foam, and black blood, my stomach was churning, and my legs were weak and couldn't lift my strength.

Su Zizhong was helpless, turned back and carried Pucao to his carriage, and let the four girls drive Pucao's carriage to continue on the road.

No one saw what happened just now, and if you stay for a long time, you will inevitably get into trouble.

Pu Cao got into the carriage, retched for a while, and then looked at the roof of the carriage in a daze, Su Zizhong talked to him several times, but he didn't say anything.

Su Zizhong thought that Pucao was stimulated, a young man who had never walked the rivers and lakes and didn't know the sinister swords and swords of the rivers and lakes, he was inevitably a little scared when he first encountered this scene, so it was good to get used to it.

Su Jiabao ranks first among the six forts of the Great Snow Mountain, and he Su Zizhong has seen more frightening scenes than this since he was five or six years old, and he knows that the more he persuades, the more he thinks, and he relies on himself to adapt, and Pucao adjusts it by himself.

Entered Wukong City, Xiwuzhou, it was late, a few people held the registration card to live in the post station for a little rest, the post station has the guard of the country, and the security is much stronger than the inn. It's just that the assassins can't guard against it, drinking water, eating and eating cattails and others only use what they carry with them, and few people dare not touch the things they buy outside and the things provided by the post station.

Su Zizhong was fascinated by the sign in front of him, Pu Cao sat in front of the window and looked at the stagecoach in the courtyard in a daze, the two of them had their own thoughts.

This time, I also found a Xuanzi card, but fortunately, I was well prepared and used Sujiabao's needle crossbow, otherwise it was really possible to catch the road.

Something must have happened to the Great Snow Mountain, the shadow will not bite itself for no reason, the Snow Mountain Six Castles are equivalent to the guest Qing of the Great Snow Mountain, and the interests of the Great Snow Mountain have long been tied together for hundreds of thousands of years, and the Great Snow Mountain has no reason to make a move against the Su family's disciples, forcing the Snow Mountain Six Castles to rebel, and the Snow God Sect will also be greatly injured, and the Snow God Sect will not be able to do this kind of self-destruction of the Great Wall.

The shadow annihilation came to the friendly country to assassinate, it is impossible to dispatch too many people at one time, the spies of various countries infiltrate each other, and a small number of shadow annihilation still have the opportunity to mix in.

Without He Weifeng's approval and Ding Yi's consent, how did Shadow Annihilation come to Longguo?

The old man and his sworn brother want to kill their son-in-law, and there is no reason for this in the world.

Could it be that Ding Yi and He Weifeng usually pretend to be good to themselves? Daxue Mountain has bad intentions towards Sujiabao? The Great Snow Mountain has already risen high in the Long Kingdom, what is the benefit of destroying Sujiabao to the Great Snow Mountain?

These thoughts were swirling in Su Zizhong's mind, Su Zizhong's thoughts were very confused, and he thought back and forth in his heart about the interactions between Daxue Mountain and Sujiabao over the years, but he still had no clue.

He is the only heir of Sujiabao, and he will shoulder the life and death of thousands of people in Sujiabao in the future, he can pretend to be stupid and behave, and he can be free and easy while he is young, which does not mean that he can be confused. Su Lang had already told himself that as the future master of Sujiabao, he could be casual, but he must not be willful, and it was not a bad thing to think deeper and farther in everything.

Since there is nothing to think about, it is better to be direct, send a letter to Sujiabao tomorrow, travel lightly and follow the road, and then do not take the official road, and use speed to drill out of the circle of shadow extinction.

Su Zizhong decided to send the carriage back to Sujiabao at a high price, and rode lightly with Pu Cao and a few others, and the whereabouts of the group were so clearly grasped by the assassins that he must have not noticed that something was wrong.

Su Zizhong told Pu Cao his thoughts, but Pu Cao didn't react, still immersed in his emotions.

"Hey...... Ay...... Talking to you, deaf? Su Zizhong walked up to Pu Cao and tugged at Pu Cao's ears.

"Huh? What did you just say? Pu Cao then turned his head and looked at Su Zizhong.

Su Zizhong told Pu Cao again about his thoughts and plans just now, and Pu Cao just nodded in agreement.

"Something is wrong, you are quite wrong, you were not like this before, according to what I know about you, you should scold me for thinking too much about my brain at this time."

"I don't want to curse today."

"Yo, I don't eat when I change my temperament."

"Eat Your ......"

Su Zizhong ignored the many people in the post station, looked at Pu Cao with a shy and affectionate face, raised his good-looking sword eyebrows, pulled down the lapel of the Confucian robe to expose half of his shoulders, bit his lip and his eyes were full of spring, "People will go upstairs now, wash and wait for you." ”

"I might as well go eat......"