Luo Saburo didn't quite remember how he returned to his own people, he tried his best to avoid everyone, endured the pain, endured the humiliation, and endured the urge to cry and look up to the sky and scold. In the barracks, he took off the clothes from a corpse and put them on his body indiscriminately, because his right hand was useless, so getting dressed became a very difficult thing for him.

Then he wrapped his head with strips of cloth and put on a leather helmet.

Fortunately, there are also war horses.

He didn't dare to go directly to see Luo Wen, he first found Luo Erlang.

Luo Erlang is not his own brother, these clothed slaves do not have their own names, and the head of the family is whatever the name is, he is called Luo Sanlang because he ranks third in terms of age in this group of clothed slaves. Luo Erlang was startled when he saw Luo Sanlang who took off his helmet, and then a fire that could kill people appeared in his eyes.

"I'll take someone back to deal with the corpse first, that kid is right in one sentence, now at this juncture, we can't make trouble for the young master, in case it affects the young master's future, we will also be finished." The young master is facing the saint, and there is no way to tell him. You rest first and find someone to bandage the wound. I'll take someone with me and I'll talk about it when I get back. ”

Luo Sanlang didn't have any other ideas, so he had to find a place to hide first and let people reapply the wound medicine and bandage him.

Luo Erlang rushed back with the other house slaves to deal with the corpses and the traces left in the barracks, and he knew that this matter must not be exposed. Once it is known by others, especially Yu Xiao and Li Fubo, who have fallen behind today, if they know, they will definitely poke this matter out at all costs.

They Luo Gongzi poured a stink, and those two people benefited the most. And in terms of family power, whether it is the Yu family or the Li family, there is nothing to be afraid of the Luo family.

What's more, if this matter is known to the general Luo Yao, with Luo Erlang's understanding of the general, he knows what will happen to him and those house slaves. The general was a strict and strict man, and even the servants in the family were bound by military discipline. What did the young master do wrong, the general would scold and beat at most, what else could he do? But these minions with no status are cheaper than dogs.

Just when Luo Erlang was rushing back to the barracks with a heavy heart to clean up the mess, Fang Jie, who had killed more than a dozen people but was calm, seemed to have just broken a flower and caught a grasshopper, and was thinking about his own way out. There is no fear or resistance to killing people for him now, and the reason why he said that he broke a flower and caught a grasshopper is because it is a very small and very small matter, and it is not worth mentioning. But these two small things can make people a little happy.

Killing the person who wants to kill you will inevitably be a little happy.

Fang Jie, who rode a horse, arrived not far from Tucheng, threw his war horse in the forest, and then took advantage of the cover of the terrain and wild grass to rush to the outside of Tucheng. The battle is over, and no one pays attention to whether anyone outside is still trying to sneak in. The soldiers in Tucheng were reorganizing their ranks, and more than 2,000 soldiers of the Right Guard had completed their mission and were about to evacuate and return to their garrisons in the imperial capital.

Fang Xie leaned against the gate of Tucheng and looked inside, and found that the team in the city was already gathering. He cautiously looked around for a while, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he flashed into the earthen city.

He was about to sneak over to the crowd when he heard someone shouting, "Stop! ”

Fang Xie subconsciously paused, and put his hand very close to the horizontal knife on his waist. Then he slowly turned around and looked in the direction where the sound was coming from.

I saw a somewhat fat lieutenant coming out from behind an earthen wall, glaring at Fang Xie while sorting out his clothes and asking, "Which team are you from, why are you running around?" In a few moments, the team will be pulled back to the camp, and when the time comes, you will not be able to go back if you leave yourself here! ”

Fang Xie was just about to make up a lie, but the fat lieutenant asked again: "Can't hold it back, pee?" ”

"Uh-huh"

Fang Xie nodded vigorously.

"Get back in the ranks! You sneakily came out and scared Lao Tzu, and half of your urine almost suffocated! Damn it...... I was already peeing my pants against the wind......"

The fat lieutenant waved his hand, his expression slightly angry.

Fang Xie hurriedly apologized, and then ran to the side where the team was assembled as if he had been pardoned. He didn't have time to pay attention to it so much, so he pressed the leather helmet on top of his head down, and then got into the line with his head down, and found a place to stand. The fat lieutenant tidied up his clothes, glanced at it, didn't notice where the little soldier had run just now, he didn't care, and discussed it with a few lieutenants, and then reported to the other generals that the team had been assembled.

The other general who led the troops hummed, waved and ordered: "The general's military order, after the task of defending Tucheng, immediately return to the camp." The number of captains in each regiment is not missing. ”

Hearing this, Fang Xie was shocked, lest several captains be named one by one. Unexpectedly, the captains didn't count the number at all, and they symbolically walked around and then announced the departure of the team. Fang Xie breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said in his heart Thank you for being lazy.

But then he thought that it was not because the captains were lazy, but because the quality of the soldiers in the Great Sui was extremely strong. Counting the number of people is just a routine task, and you don't need to pay special attention to it at all. Those lieutenants and the other generals don't even think about whether there will be fewer people in their team, and under inertial thinking, they won't pay attention to the extra person in the team. This is self-confidence and trust in the soldiers under him.

It takes at least more than an hour to walk from the martial arts arena to the imperial capital. It will take at least more than an hour to enter the imperial capital and then walk to the camp of the right guard. Therefore, the other generals who led the troops did not dare to delay, lest the gate of Chang'an be closed when it was dark. The team set off quickly, almost trotting forward.

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Along the way, he kept his head down and followed the team, and Fang Jie's mind carefully filtered what happened today. The people who led him to the martial arts arena couldn't be said to be really officials of the military department, not pretending. And they didn't use the carriage of the military department, because they were afraid of revealing their identities in front of others.

Therefore, the person who wants to kill himself must be from the military department.

But after he arrived in Chang'an, he didn't offend the people of the military department at all?

When he went to the Yamen of the Ministry of War to go through the formalities, he was accompanied by caution and humility. Although I didn't stuff a copper coin into it, I didn't suffer any trouble. After verifying the letter recommended by the border army, the seal of the Ministry of War was used, and it was successfully verified by the Ministry of War. Fang Xie knew that it must have been Mr. Zhuo who helped.

Because of this, he couldn't figure out why someone in the military department would want to kill him. He only entered the yamen of the military department once, and then he had no contact with the people of the military department. And with Mr. Zhuo's help, those officials of the military department should not be embarrassed by him.

Trotting all the way and thinking all the way.

Fang Xie still didn't have much clue, and there were two things that could be determined, one of which was that he hadn't offended anyone since he arrived in the imperial capital. Second, if you have to have something to do with the people in the Ministry of War, then it must be inseparable from Fan Gu's affairs. When he thought of this, Fang Jie's heart moved, and his heart said Could it be related to those military officials who died in Fangu? Could it be that the people in the military department found out about their murder?

I was in a state of mind.

Fang Xie knew that his life in the imperial capital would not be peaceful.

Thinking along this line of thought, Fang Jie's mind became clearer and clearer. The people in the military department wanted to kill themselves, but because of Mr. Zhuo or other reasons, those people didn't dare to blatantly attack themselves, and they didn't even dare to take away their qualifications to participate in the martial arts academy exam, so they had to do things behind their backs.

Introduce him into the martial arts arena and kill people with a knife.

There is no doubt that Rowan is an extremely sharp knife borrowed by the people of the military department. If it weren't for Fang Xie who didn't intend to believe Rowan from the beginning, he might have died here in vain. With his understanding of those children of the family, he knew that Rowan would inevitably not be able to tolerate himself after winning the first place.

The way to break through the earth city and unite the other two people was thought of by Fang Jie, Luo Wen relied on this position, and he would never allow this matter to be passed on, so he would definitely kill Fang Jie. Fang Xie thought of this layer when he gave Rowan an an idea. The people of the family never care about the life or death of a nobody.

Especially a nobody of unknown origin.

After Rowan led the troops away, Fang Xie began to arrange. There is no shortage of weapons in the barracks, and it is really not difficult to kill people with these weapons.

When I think about this, I can't guess anything more carefully. He paused in this direction and began to calculate how to get out.

Halfway through, he may be recognized at any time that he is not a soldier of the right guard, let alone return to the camp? I was afraid that after entering the battalion, the soldiers of each team returned to their tents, and Fang Xie immediately had nothing to hide. So if you want to get out, you can only find a way on the way back to Chang'an City.

Fang Xie began to deliberately slow down, and it was not ridiculously slow. Rather, it slows down slowly, allowing the people behind to gradually surpass themselves. It was a slow process, and it took him half an hour before he made it to the back of the line. I have to say that the quality of the soldiers of the right Xiaowei is excellent, and they ran all the way like this, and when they went out for nearly ten miles, no one fell behind because they were tired.

Of course, Fang Xie will definitely be left behind.

After the team marched forward for another five miles, no one paid any attention to Fang Jie, who had deliberately fallen to the rear. He began to deviate, and when he reached the side of the road, he quickly plunged into the grass in the deep ditch on the side of the road. In order to drain the stagnant water, gullies were dug on both sides of the official road. It was when the grass was thick, so Fang Xie rolled down and quickly got into it in the most lush place.

Through the grass, seeing that the team was getting farther and farther away, no one noticed that he had fallen behind, so Fang Xie slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and then lay down on the soft grass and stretched his body.

I touched the wound on my right arm and it hurt.

Looking at his injuries, he couldn't help but think of what Mu Xiaoxiao said to him before entering the city: "I can't see the strength of the old lame, but I know that he must be good at using his left hand." His left hand is much stronger than his right, so you have to be careful with his left hand if you want to deal with him. ”

Fang Xie likes to use knives, so he can also see the knife cocoon in the palm of the old lame's left hand.

But Fang Xie wouldn't tell anyone that breaking his right arm was not just for the sake of practicing the old lame's left-handed knife.

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Fang Xie waited in the grass until the team of the right guards disappeared from sight before he dared to stand up, and when he looked at the right guard's battle suit, he couldn't help frowning.

Just when he was a little worried about how to enter Chang'an, he suddenly saw another team of people coming on the official road. He hurriedly hid in the shadows, lest a certain big man in the imperial court return to the city from the martial arts arena. He was a little relieved when the team was closer, and the team of six or seven carriages and a hundred and ten people did not seem to be from the government.

At the head were more than a dozen people riding tall horses, not wearing official uniforms, but the freshly dressed angry horses were quite imposing. Because of the lack of horses in the Great Sui, even if the people who can ride high-headed horses are not from the official army or the government, they must have the background of the imperial court. Because ordinary wealthy businessmen would never dare to be so ostentatious.

Fang Jie, who was hiding in the grass, didn't dare to move, and when the carriage arrived, he noticed a sky blue flag planted on it. There is a line of large red letters embroidered on each carriage.

Cargo through the world

Fang Jie's heart moved, and then he couldn't help but smile. I don't know which firm dares to raise the flag, and it is such a big breath!

Goods all over the world, these four words to the extreme.

Just when his somewhat mocking gaze fell on the flag, he suddenly felt something strange around him. He grasped the hilt of the horizontal knife almost instantly, and when he looked sideways, he found that there was a middle-aged man squatting next to him, who had almost become a ball.

The fat man, who was wearing a moon-white robe, but his front and back were soaked with sweat, was staring at him in surprise.

It was too abrupt, this fat man quietly appeared less than a meter away from Fang Jie's side!

Fang Xie had no doubt that if this fat ball wanted to kill himself, he would have turned into a dead corpse without feeling it at all.

Immediately after, Fang Jie's eyes widened in surprise at the scene he had seen clearly.

The fat ball crouched beside him, crouching on the blade of a weed.

The weeds sway gently with the breeze, and the fat balls sway gently with the weeds!

The big dog is a master of light skills, but the light skills of the big dog are not worth mentioning at all if compared to this fat ball! Such a heavy body squatting on a blade of grass, and it can still swing with the wind, there is no sense of disobedience at all!

Fang Xie couldn't help but crawl back and exit, glaring at the fat man and asking, "Ghost?" ”

In anyone's common sense, people can't do that. Ghost talent, lighter than fallen leaves.