Guo Bin and his people occupied eight or nine houses in the northwest corner of the fishing village, and bought some fresh fish and shrimp and stored corn from Huang Zhaoer for five baht, and boiled them in an iron pot to satisfy their hunger.

Taking advantage of the fire to cook, Guo Bin took Zhang Fei to the small wharf by the river seemingly aimlessly. Seeing that on this small wooden wharf, there were no less than twenty large and small fishing boats, and the two of them swept by them quietly, and then went into the distance, and when they returned to their lodgings, they took two good horses in their hands, took bows and arrows, called the five accompanying guards, and rode their horses to gallop outside the village, as if they were going out to hunt.

The fishing village is small, surrounded by a low fence that has long been broken, and in many places it is so broken that even a war horse can easily pass it.

After running for three or five miles, he turned a small mountain pass. Guo Bin and Zhang Fei handed over the war horses to the guards, instructed them to watch the war horses well, and to hunt some game nearby, and then turned around and dived to the fishing village. At this time, Guo Bin had to thank the Jiangnan Water Town for its low mountains and hills, and the terrain characteristics were quite complex. If it is changed to the Central Plains, there is no cover on the way, and I don't know how long it will take to stop the war horse.

Since the last time Guo Bin fought Tang Zhou in the suburbs of Beijing, he was secretly injured due to the reluctant use of the Xuanlong gun, and went to Jingmuro Mountain to seek medical treatment from Hua Tuo under the escort of everyone. Hua Tuo's medical Tao is profound, and his medical ethics are extremely noble, regardless of the views of the portal, he taught the five birds in the opera to regulate qi and blood and dredge the meridians, so that Guo Bin was taught on the basis of the use of internal strength taught by Tong Yuan, and the breath was more long. In addition, he practiced a set of seemingly clumsy and ingenious dragon descending palm techniques created by Zhang Jiao, and his long-term speculation and practice made Guo Bin's use of internal strength more and more proficient. Now in the rush, only a little ground with the tip of the toe, it flew forward nearly two feet, its internal strength is wonderful, the breath is long, compared with the beginning of the great growth. If Zhang Jiao can be resurrected and see it, he will be surprised.

Although Zhang Fei has practiced martial arts since he was a child, he can practice all the methods of foreign families, especially the kung fu of the immediate battle, which is even more superb. However, since a year ago outside the city of Guangzong in Jizhou, the great master of plum blossom boxing, Guan Fenglong, accepted him as a disciple of the closed door, and taught the plum blossom boxing method in the same vein as the debut door, Zhang Fei, a martial arts idiot, has been extremely hardworking, and the speed of martial arts progress in the past year is that Guo Bin is a little stunned.

The plum blossom boxing method has its own set of walking methods, but this line of action is to pay attention to the hand-to-hand combat with the enemy, dexterous and fast shuttle through the field, according to the situation in the field at any time to adjust their position, so that they are always invincible, but also better to attack the enemy. What it is good at lies in the dexterity of the strain, but it is slightly lacking in long-distance running.

Zhang Fei used the method of plum blossom boxing in the running, which was a move to quickly get out of the battlefield, and the simple martial arts masters also named it with the extremely simple but simple image of "stepping". Zhang Fei used this trick, it was almost fast, but it was vertical and vertical, which was not very beautiful.

Fortunately, Guo Bin has not practiced any light exercises, and when he first saw Chu Yan's set of flying crossings, it was called a light and elegant, and the subtlety could simply blow up the light skills of Tiannan that Wang Yue relied on to pretend to be forced, and he was so handsome that he didn't want it. He also wanted to draw a scoop according to the gourd, relying on his rather shallow internal strength foundation to get a shape, but without the method of internal power operation and a few dexterous skills in the legs, he was always unable to enter. It is like a warrior with infinite strength plowing the ground with a stick, clumsy and unable to grasp the essentials, although he can barely surpass ordinary people, but he is really extremely effortless and clumsy.

Fortunately, the body shape and footwork of the dragon palm method is quite integrated into a part of the luck method of "flying crossing", and Guo Bin can barely use his superb internal kung fu at this time to move forward. From this, it can be imagined that if Zhang Daoling, who created the light exercise method of flying and crossing, will come out, I am afraid that it will really be like a big bird flapping its wings and flying, right? At this time, Guo Bin was at best just a local chicken who only knew how to glide.

Therefore, Guo Bin and Zhang Fei are two people, half a catty to eight taels, and no one needs to laugh at anyone.

But even so, if the two of them are seen by ordinary men who are in the rivers and lakes, they will be shocked. Because the internal kung fu is not easy to understand, each person has different physiques and other reasons, resulting in the master teaching internal kung fu consumed a lot more energy than the foreign kung fu, coupled with its great damage, so that the requirements of all sects and factions for martial arts are extremely strict, so among the hundred and ten men who are mixed in the rivers and lakes, there can be ten or eight of the inner kung fu to Amitabha, not to mention that if this is not a very rare and strange encounter, it is categorically impossible to meet the profound light skills.

At that moment, Guo Bin and Zhang Fei, taking advantage of the dark sky at dusk as a cover, really seemed to turn into two big birds, and quietly dived towards the small fishing village.

As Guo Bin expected, no one on duty was seen outside this small fishing village. When the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out, it was rare for such a big battle to have a Yellow Turban army that knew how to be on duty at night, let alone these bandits and bandits who temporarily gathered together and gathered in the mountains and forests.

Without any obstacles along the way, Guo Bin and the others sneaked to the ancestral hall in the fishing village made of cobblestones by the river. This ancestral hall is built of huge cobblestones, so it looks very strong, and in order to shelter from the wind and rain, the stones are filled with mud and strong, only a small hole is opened in the back of the house, the window frame made of logs looks firm and strong, the skeleton of the tree branches, the skylight covered with reeds, and the center is supported by a very thin wooden stick, which is the only ventilation hole in this ancestral hall.

Guo Bin and Zhang Fei covered their faces with strips of cloth, not only for fear of exposing their figures, so that these heroes of the rivers and lakes who gathered in the mountains and forests and robbed houses could recognize them, but also to prevent them from contracting any diseases due to inhaling the turbid gas in the ancestral hall. Just looking at the size of the households in this small fishing village, it can be inferred that there must be a lot of people in this ancestral hall.

Sure enough, as soon as the two of them came to the ventilation window, they felt the boiling heat coming to their faces, and along with this heat came an indescribable stench, which made Guo Bin and the two, who were accustomed to the humid and cool air by the river, uncomfortable for a while, and Guo Bin, who was a little clean, was almost smoked to death.

The two stayed under the window for a while, and with Guo Bin's six senses, they could only hear countless heavy breathing sounds and whispers that couldn't hear the content clearly. With a little determination in his heart, Guo Bin quietly poked his head out, only to see that there was only one hanging torch in the huge ancestral hall, and by the faint light of the torch, it could be seen that there were all people lying or sitting inside, and this small ancestral hall was crowded.

There are not only young and strong people, but also women, old people and children, and I am afraid that there are more than 100 people, who are the original residents of this fishing village. After seeing the situation inside, Guo Bin did not speak, but pulled Zhang Fei to the stone house with the door closed before Zhuangzhong. There was a bonfire burning outside the stone house, several big men were guarding the door, and the large windows on both sides allowed the damp and cold wind on the river to pass through the hall, which was a very luxurious and comfortable enjoyment in the Later Han Dynasty when there was no air conditioning.

In the firelight, it was Huang Zhao'er who was sitting at the table during the day.

I think it's because this house is very far away from the northwest corner of Guo Bin and their horses, so they don't have too many scruples when they speak. I only heard Huang Zhao'er's voice drifting along the drumming river wind: "These nearly 100 good war horses, we are bound to win!" The big boss received our news, and if he wanted to come, he would gather all the people to rush over. At that time, more than 500 of us will rush up, regardless of whether he is a member of the wealthy clan or an official of the imperial court, he will definitely be able to go down with his mother! ”

Speaking of this, everyone applauded.

Huang Zhao'er's face was full of pride, and he continued to boost morale and said: "If you get these nearly 100 war horses, it will be idle to crisscross Jingzhou and Yuzhou." You look at the big bags and bags of things on the back of the mules and horses, I think they must be silk and silver taels trafficked from the north, and when we grab them, everyone will get a point, and all the brothers here will have a benefit! ”

For a while, there was a suppressed dull but extremely excited cheer in this small stone house, thinking that Huang Zhaoer's subordinates had also been poor and suppressed for a long time.

I only heard Huang Zhao'er say: "On the eve of dawn, the big boss will bring people to arrive, and we will do it." Tell your brothers to sleep well in the first half of the night, and don't be a soft egg when you want to do it! ”

The crowd agreed in an uproar, and scattered out of the house, each of them asking his subordinates to make arrangements.

After everyone dispersed, Huang Zhaoer took two more people out of the stone house and went to a firewood house by the river. This firewood house is also made of stone, which is low but very sturdy. In addition to a ventilated porone, there is only a door made of wooden planks at the south facing the river, I don't know what Huang Zhao'er is doing here?

There were a few young men armed with iron guns around, and it seemed that they were much more heavily guarded than the ancestral hall where the original inhabitants of this fishing village were imprisoned. Although Guo Bin wanted to get close to investigate, he couldn't sneak over because of the bright lights around him and so many people watching.

At this time, he had to sigh to himself, if he could have Chu Yan's kung fu, he would be able to sneak over quietly and silently.

In this way, the two only watched from a distance, and only from the few words that Jiang Feng occasionally brought out, it could be inferred that Huang Zhao'er seemed to be persuading someone with all his heart. After a long time, it seemed that it was in vain, Huang Zhao'er came out angrily, walked to the door, but seemed to be unwilling, and turned back and said: "Don't worry about yourself as a loyal minister, think about your son!" If he still lies here, can he still be cured? If you accidentally ruin your life, don't blame me for not persuading you! ”

What answered him was a cold and strong man's voice: "Huang someone stands up to the sky and wants me to cooperate with you Yellow Turban Thief, that is really wishful thinking!" If you dare to move half of Xu'er's hair, don't blame me for picking your cottage one day! ”

How did Huang Zhaoer seem to have no way to deal with this man who was a prisoner, so he turned around and left.

Guo Bin and Zhang Fei glanced at each other, curious: Who is the man in this stone house?