Everyone in the meditation room looked at each other, and then sweated profusely.

Mo Jianlian said with a calm face: "Lord Fang, can we continue to negotiate?" ”

Fang Zheng sneered: "Of course, of course......" It seems that the Turks are not interested in this set of enlivening the atmosphere.

Dattata thought about it for a long time, had already thought about the conditions, and began to speak Turkic loudly.

Lu Hongwen translated: "He said that the Mosi Khan was willing to pay three million taels of silver to return all the women, children and laborers of the Hua Dynasty, and was willing to swear to the heavens that he would be good neighbors with the Hua Dynasty from now on and never invade, and if the two countries joined forces to destroy the Gulu Khan, the Mosi Khan was willing to share the land, herdsmen and everything with the Emperor of the Chinese Dynasty, and would never regret it." ”

Mo Jianlian couldn't help jumping up in anger when he heard this, and scolded Datata fiercely in Turkic dialect, Datata was not to be outdone, and the two of them began to quarrel again.

Wei Chengde couldn't stand it anymore, so he leaned into Fang Zheng's ear and said, "Lord Fang, if you say a few words and quarrel a few words, it's not a way to go on like this, isn't it better to talk about it in another way?" ”

Fang Zheng nodded and said: "Yes, I didn't expect the Turks to be so rude, their quality is so poor, they can't talk about it for eight lifetimes, I think it's better to talk to them separately." ”

Wei Chengde also agreed with this idea, and after exchanging opinions with Feng Qiudao and others, Fang Zheng said with a smile: "Two noble envoys, it's not early today, let's talk about it here, don't worry about us, continue, you continue, hehe, the mountains and rivers are beautiful here, you might as well live here, you can still lie down and quarrel when you are tired, if the noise is not enjoyable, there is an open place outside the temple gate, suitable for gangsters and ruffians with more than three hundred people to fight in groups, you can use it, don't be polite......"

As soon as the two Turkic envoys saw that Fang Zheng was leaving, they couldn't help but be anxious, and they didn't talk about anything on this day, so they put forward conditions, and if they continued to talk like this, they didn't know what year and month they would talk about.

Mo Jian grabbed Fang Zheng and said with a smile: "Lord Fang stays, it's still early, why rush to leave?" The old man didn't quarrel with the barbarian, so let's sit down and continue talking. ”

Fang Zheng said with a smile: "Master National Teacher, you have also seen the situation in front of you, you can't talk about the noisy and noisy, these two people are living together, noisy is inevitable, the two envoys are big men, they can't fight for the length of the tongue like two enemies, right?" ”

Mo Jianlian and Datata heard Fang Zheng compare them to two people, looked at each other, and then shuddered.

Fang Zheng continued: "So, hehe, let's talk about it separately, this is also beneficial to you, what conditions are there to mention in private, there is no need to put it on the table to argue, whether it can be discussed or not, everyone is good to get together and disperse, as long as you go out of the border of my Hua Dynasty, even if you just stab each other with knives, it is your business." ”

Mo Jian glanced at Datata, and an inexplicable glint flashed in both of their eyes, and then the two of them nodded at the same time, agreeing to Fang Zheng's proposal.

Fang Zheng clapped his hands with satisfaction and said with a smile: "That's very good, I'll say goodbye, let's talk tomorrow, Lao Mo, oh, it's not surnamed Mo, right?" …… Master Guoshi, I'll talk to you tomorrow first, and then I'll talk to Lao Da ......"

Looking at Datata, Fang Zheng asked, "...... You don't have the last name either, do you? Hey, I said why are you Turks so troublesome to come up with a name, it's inconvenient to call it, it's too backward......"

Fang Zheng took his hands and shook his head as he walked, leaving behind two Turkic envoys, staring at his back with hatred on their heads full of black lines......

Out of the temple gate, Fang Zheng said goodbye to Wei Chengde and Feng Qiudao, and took the killer brother and the two to get into the carriage and return home.

The killer brother was quiet in the carriage,—— he was quiet all the time. From the day Fang Zheng met him, he was a person who cherished words like gold. I don't know if this is his nature, or if he was stimulated by growing up, which caused the language function to be impaired.

Fang Zheng has been staring at the killer curiously since he got into the carriage, and to put it in his heart, he still has a relatively reverent attitude towards the ancient killer. In his eyes, the profession of killer is very exciting, and the image is also very cool, just like in the movie: the autumn wind is bleak, the leaves are flying, a lonely man holds an unsheathed sword in his arms, walking alone on the street where there are no people, and then the roofs on the upper floors on both sides of the street are like dumplings, and they have jumped off some of the characters who are sent to death, and then the killer smiled coldly, and he didn't even have to unsheath the sword, and he cleaned up those characters with three fists and two feet, and even the hairstyle was like smeared with super glue without the slightest messIn the end, he had a lonely expression of "invincible loneliness" and slowly disappeared from people's sight......

Although the plot is very bloody, the image of the killer in Fang Zheng's mind is indeed like this. If the killer brother in front of him talks about image and temperament, he is not far from the killer in Fang Zheng's mind, but unfortunately, this guy has a cold appearance, but in fact he is a standard money fan, and his virtue of asking for money is even more outrageous than Fang Zheng.

"Brother Killer, I have a question for you." There was no one in the carriage to talk to Fang Zheng, so Fang Zheng had to find a word by himself.

The killer closed his eyes and snorted faintly.

Fang Zheng said curiously: "Don't you talk much in what you do?" Why? ”

The killer opened his eyes and looked at him, but did not speak.

Fang Zheng asked with great interest, "Do you even have to charge for talking?" Wow, isn't that like a lawyer? By the way, are you organized? And then the leader of your organization is very bad, in order to get out of this organization, you don't hesitate to turn your face with the same killer, fight bloodily, and fight a bloody way, it's best to save a beautiful woman from the dungeon of your organization and live......"

Before Fang Zheng finished speaking, the killer's eyes suddenly widened, a cold glint appeared in his eyes, and a compelling murderous aura rose to the sky - don't ask Fang Zheng how he knew that it was murderous, he just knew it anyway.

Fang Zheng was so frightened that he shrank to the back seat of the carriage, and quickly softened: "Hey, I'm talking nonsense, if you don't want to be happy, I won't be able to say it......"

The killer ignored him, only alertly lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked outside, and said coldly: "The situation is not right." ”

Fang Zheng was shocked: "What's wrong? ”

As he spoke, he poked his head out of the window, and the carriage was almost at the gate of the city, and outside the window was a dense grove, lush and lush, and it looked alive in the noon sun.

The killer pulled Fang Zheng's head open by the car window, and said coldly: "Don't kill you?" ”

Fang Zheng said in horror: "Could it be that someone wants to kill me here?" ”

The killer snorted, ignoring him, just listening to the movement outside the carriage.

Fang Zheng was anxious and scared in his heart, this was the first time he had faced the threat of death since he had crossed over, and this threat was not face-to-face, as soon as he thought that the other party was hiding in a dark corner, waiting for the opportunity to cut his neck with a knife, a layer of goosebumps floated on Fang Zheng's neck, and the cold sweat on his head kept flowing.

Now the only one who can save him is the killer brother in front of him. I don't know if this killer brother can do it, although he once smashed Fang Zheng's jade pendant with one palm, and also kicked Xiao Wu away, but this can only prove that he has strength, Fang Zheng, who often read martial arts novels in his previous life, knows that people with strength are actually cannon fodder characters in novels, usually the kind that is shot in the head as soon as he appears, Fang Zheng looked the killer brother up and down, and couldn't help but feel a fear in his heart. - What to do? The more I look at him, the more he looks like cannon fodder with only two stupid strengths......

"Brother Killer, have you ever killed someone? I mean, have you ever killed someone in the martial arts? Jiang Shilang's stupid son doesn't count. Fang Zheng suddenly remembered that such an important question, he hadn't asked him since he knew the killer brother, he was really too careless.

The killer brother nodded coldly: "Of course." ”

Ah, the young master is relieved.

"How do you know there's someone out there waiting to kill me?"

"Feeling." Killer cool road.

“……”

Fang Zheng felt very sorry for his answer, he didn't agree with this idealist argument, just like the allusion of "the flag and the heart", according to Fang Zheng's understanding, it was the two old monks who were full of food and had nothing to do to do and knock their teeth, but he didn't expect the killer brother to believe in this kind of thing. From this point of view, the killer brother is mostly nervous and nervous.

Fang Zheng's heart finally let go, and he glared at the killer dissatisfied, "Then you can feel it slowly, I'll sleep for a while, and call me when I get home." ”

As he spoke, he lazily fell into the back seat of the carriage, ready to sleep comfortably.

Without warning, the carriage shook violently a few times, and then the screams of the coachman were heard, and then the carriage stopped.

Fang Zheng was so frightened that he bounced out of the carriage and shouted, "What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

The killer pushed him towards the base of the carriage and said, "Honestly lying on your stomach, don't move!" ”

After saying that, he rushed out of the carriage without looking back.

Fang Zheng shouted in horror: "Hey, why are you going?" Depend on! It's too unrighteous, isn't it? You took my money, why did you leave me here alone and run away? Lose money! Lose tenfold! …… I'll go to the yamen to sue you! ”

There was no response after calling for a long time, there was no movement outside the carriage, not even a bird call, only the horses pulling the carriage snorted twice from time to time.

Fang Zheng really couldn't stand the silence like death, hesitated for a moment, got up gently, quietly opened the small curtain of the car window, and closed his eyes to observe the movement outside.

The killer's brother didn't run, but stood outside the carriage, surrounded by four masked men with steel knives in their hands.

Despite being in danger, Fang Zheng couldn't help but laugh, were the ancient people stupid or stupid? Why do you have to be masked when you do something bad? As if the whole world knew him, was it necessary? In fact, even if he didn't mask his face, Fang Zheng definitely didn't know him, unless it was Pan Shangshu's old thing who personally used a knife to cut him.