Chapter 1010: He Needs to Vent (Part II)

In fact, in this era, transportation is inconvenient, and most of the merchants who died may be attributed to the missing people, and there will never be news from the world. And take the other party's belongings, find clues according to these belongings, and send a letter to the other party's home, which is a folk custom left by China since the Warring States Period. Paying for the delivery of a letter with the goods left behind by the other party is also part of this folk custom. Correspondingly, the more things you take, the greater the moral responsibility.

Zhao Xing just used the concept of modern people to dismiss merchants, which was a subjective mistake - in fact, what is now followed by him is a group of indifferent people...... But he didn't know much about these folks. And he hasn't reacted yet, Cheng Shuang brought this treasure knife over, in fact, he wanted to give it to him who didn't take anything from beginning to end, so as to show that he was also the person responsible for the "righteous act".

"Thirty thousand, run around at will with this kind of treasure knife......" Cheng Shuang's tongue couldn't retract in surprise, he hurriedly walked to the chicken bus and checked the man's luggage.

After a while, he reflexively walked back and took an official disc: "Teacher, this is a military attaché, the official disc says that he is the flag leader of the Xinghua Army (the person who selects the brave and brave in the army to carry the flag and takes the lead in battle)" ......"

Zhao Xing didn't look at the official plate, he looked at Cheng Shuang, and said calmly: "Poor, a warrior...... Child, you can't take this knife, an ordinary flag leader can't afford this kind of knife, you'd better send the knife back to the Xinghua Army with a package...... Strange, how can a person who can afford to use such a knife walk alone, without guards. ”

Due to the incomplete information, Zhao Xing was unable to make reasonable reasoning. He only felt strange, and for the sake of insurance, it was best to send his belongings to the Xinghua army, and the military would be responsible for sending back the news of his death.

Cheng Shuang didn't mean anything reluctant about this, after Zhao Xing finished speaking, he hurriedly ran back to the wheelbarrow, sorted out the package, and rewrapped the treasure knife.

Seeing Cheng Shuang's performance, Zhao Xing couldn't help but nod appreciatively - he is not greedy, he knows what he deserves and what he doesn't deserve, this is called "knowing the general situation, knowing the advance and retreat", such a person, no matter in the officialdom shopping mall, can develop steadily.

"Well, we've rested enough, we're in town in one breath, and we're on our way as soon as we're done...... Don't wait for the merchants behind to catch up," Zhao Xing scolded. The children responded, and the wheelbarrow pushed.

Suddenly, the little girl who had been obsessed with it suddenly burst into tears—she had been terrified and had been out of danger for so long, and then she had calmed down and felt sad.

The follow-up businessmen all looked at the little girl with pity, and Cheng Xia stepped forward to comfort her with the appearance of a big brother, and asked her about her parents. When the little girl was tired of crying, she sobbed and explained what had happened.

The little girl was born to a concubine, and her merchant father was in business in a different place and married her mother, who was born as a singer. This time, when he finished his business and was about to return to his hometown, he passed by the tea house, where four servants and their parents were put down by sweat pills, and they were killed by bandits in front of her. Only because she survived at a young age. At that time, the bandits had negotiated in front of her to sell her into a prostitute......

The little girl's home is in Fuzhou, and now she is alone, and the road ahead is far away......

Cheng Xia tried her best to soothe her, but the little girl was tired of crying, and she slowly stopped crying.

When the team re-entered the road, Zhao Xing looked at the girl's back and sighed softly, Cheng Xia heard the sigh, approached Zhao Xing's side, and asked in a low voice, "Teacher, what's wrong, why are you sighing?" ”

"The child born to the little lady has never returned home, can the brothers and sisters in the family recognize her...... Even if she admits it, what is she most familiar with is her parents, and now that her parents have passed away, she is surrounded by a group of strange relatives, which are also involved in the fight for family property? Who will take care of her? Who will protect her? …… Those 'heroes' are very harmful! ”

Cheng Xia's face was ugly, and he asked sadly: "Teacher, there will always be a way?" This ......"

"There is only one way to ......", Zhao Xing glanced at Cheng Xia, he immediately closed his mouth tightly, no matter how Cheng Xia inquired, he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, and only lightly ordered: "Don't stay, pass through the town, and go straight to Shaowu." ”

Due to the robbery of the bandits' belongings, the surnamed Zhao did not need to be resupplied in Qingshui Town, they passed through the town, and the merchants who followed behind were also worried that the massacre would leak and cause trouble for themselves, so they followed closely and did not dare to stop for a while.

Passing through Qingshui Town, the road conditions are even more treacherous, and even if you walk on the thoroughfare, there are robbers coming to harass you from time to time. Zhao Xing walked a few steps, remembering the tragic experience of the little girl, his heart suddenly became vicious, and he roared angrily: "Bring the bow." ”

Cheng Xia opened the cloth bag in response, revealing Zhao Xing's special big bow.

The bow made by the Song Dynasty is generally one meter and two meters high, and Zhao Xing's bow is one meter six, and even the arrows are lengthened. As soon as this bow was revealed, the bandits on the side of the road stopped, and they looked at Zhao Xing with a look of disbelief on their faces.

In fact, the bandits were not far from the team, that is, about 100 meters. At such a close distance, the eyebrows and mustaches can be seen clearly, but ordinary bows and arrows are not harmful to them. These bandits—no, the "Liangshan Heroes" followed them all the way, intending to wait for sunset to go to a secluded place to do something, but they didn't expect the "lamb" to dare to resist.

Cheng Xia handed over an arrow, Zhao Xing took one with his right hand and put it on the bow, grabbed the rest of the arrows with his left hand, held the bow arm at the same time, pulled the bowstring with his right hand, and with a whoosh, shot the first arrow back, and the group of Kou suddenly changed color.

The arrow didn't hit anyone, but it flew far above the group's heads and into the roadside trees...... This is not over, Zhao Xing's hand holding the arrow shaft is moving, a few fingers are pulling, one of the arrows has become a horizontal state, the bowstring that was loosened back against the arrow feathers, only to stop trembling, Zhao Xing's right hand pulled the bowstring again, and quickly shot the arrow.

Jumping up, three arrows in a row swept over the heads of the group of kou, at this time, Zhao Xing still held two arrows in his left hand, and one on the bowstring, he looked at the group of kou coldly and stopped moving.

This series of actions was as fast as lightning, and when the group of Kou reacted and the shooting was over, then the group of Kou exclaimed: "Ah Ye-Lianzhu Arrow!" ”

With a bang, the bandits blew up the nest, except for the bandit pointed to by Zhao Xing's bow and arrow, the rest of the people scattered and fled.

The bandit that Zhao Xing's arrow pointed at was not that he didn't want to escape, but he didn't dare. Zhao Xing's three arrows were as fast as lightning, and his legs and feet were weak. Legend has it that generally people with beaded arrow skills can pierce Yang in a hundred steps, so the bandit did not dare to flee with his back to Zhao Xing, he could only slowly spread his hands to both sides and keep it fixed.

Kill? Or not kill? That's a problem.

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