After an illness, Xun Yu's stammering problem seemed to have eased a little, and it was very difficult to say a sentence originally, but now it sounds a little smooth.

During Xun Yu's recuperation, he did do a lot of hard work, and Lord Shangxian once told him that if he wanted to treat stammering, the best way was to speak, so Xun Yu was either facing the next person or facing the air every day, and kept talking over and over again, so that Lang Zhong, who was responsible for treating Xun Yu, thought that Xun Yu was crazy.

Cao Cao was also quite shocked, he was very happy, and immediately rewarded Xun Yu, of course, for Cheng Yu, Cao Cao also rewarded.

After Xun Yu's analysis, Cao Cao nodded and praised, and Cheng Yu also admired Xun Yu from the bottom of his heart.

After talking about strategy and tactics, Xun Yu asked Cao Cao: "Lord, why didn't I see Lord Shangxian during my recuperation?" ”

Cao Cao smiled helplessly: "That demon Dao doesn't know which woman's bed is happy at the moment."

Cao Cao is not completely wrong, at this moment, Ma Xiaoquan is indeed in a woman's bed, but he is not happy, but hot.

Since Weihu Mountain and his entourage, Ma Xiaoquan has been taking three of his subordinates around to inquire about the whereabouts of the solar recorder, the weather is gradually getting colder, Ma Xiaoquan and they don't bring any thick clothes, this time his three subordinates can freeze miserably.

Ma Xiaoquan is okay, when he was a special soldier in the past, he had done a mission in Hoh Xili, which was more than 40 degrees below zero, and it was only late October, and it was not too cold, so Ma Xiaoquan could still bear it.

On this day, because he rescued a few fleeing scholars, Ma Xiaoquan was invited into the simple house temporarily built by the scholars.

Although it is said to be a simple house, but in fact, the furnishings inside are not simple at all, among them, Ma Xiaoquan even saw the rare "golden square money" in modern society.

"Sir, do you like this ancient coin of the Chu Kingdom?"

Ma Xiaoquan smiled, put down the ancient money, and shook his head.

The person who talked to him was the scholar clan that Ma Xiaoquan rescued before, and later Ma Xiaoquan learned that this person was the current patriarch of this clan.

This patriarch's surname is Mao, the name is Feng, the word is less strong, is a declining scholar family, originally the Mao family did not flee, but it is also a very large local scholar, but unfortunately the Yellow Turban Yu Party is in turmoil, Mao Feng is afraid that his life is in danger, so he led the family, with family guards and valuable things all the way over.

On the way, I have encountered many yellow turban thieves, and if it weren't for my own guards, I am afraid that they would have been robbed long ago.

These guards in their own family can be regarded as relatives, and after a few times of protecting the family, there are only a few of these people left, no, what to do if you are worried, the yellow turban thief is here again, fortunately, there is this purple-haired man in front of him to help, otherwise he has collected treasures for so many years

Ma Xiao's whole body was covered with a quilt covered by Mao Feng's concubine, his little concubine, Mao Feng told Ma Xiaoquan that he looked very good, but unfortunately he left early, and was kidnapped by a group of yellow turban thieves some time ago, and now I am afraid that he has already died tragically, and his little concubine, Mao Feng's favorite is that pair of skillful hands

"Sir, where are you going?"

Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said, "Go around, Brother Shaoqiang, I see that you like to collect antique calligraphy and paintings, I don't know if you have ever seen such a thing?" Ma Xiaoquan said, took out the sheepskin picture left by Huang Jingming and handed it to Mao Feng.

Mao Feng took a closer look, returned the sheepskin diagram to Ma Xiaoquan, shook his head and said: "I, Mao Feng, have lived for thirty-nine years, and I really haven't seen such a thing, but before I fled, I heard in the place where I lived that a son surnamed Lu also inquired about something similar. ”

"Mr. Lu?" Ma Xiaoquan was in his heart.

There is no such person in this history, if there is, it is just Lu Zhi, and Lu Zhi should have died this year according to the records of the history books, so where did this Lu Gongzi come from, and why did he inquire about my things?

Ma Xiaoquan asked: "Brother Shaoqiang, can you tell me a little bit about that Lu Gongzi?" ”

Mao Feng shook his head: "Brother Tai atonement, I've only heard of it, and I haven't seen Lu Gongzi himself."

Ma Xiaoquan felt a little regretful, but in his heart, he had already remembered the person of Lu Gongzi.

"I don't know the name of Brother Tai's high surname yet"

Ma Xiaoquan smiled and arched his hand: "Brother Mao can call me a pony." ”

Mao Feng was stunned for a moment, how can anyone be like this, why should you say a word, you came directly to Xiaoma, what do you let me do.

Thinking about it, Mao Feng still gave up his hand: "Then call it Brother Ma!" ”

Ma Xiaoquan nodded.

Mao Feng said: "Where do Brother Ma plan to go in the future?" ”

Mao Feng asked this for his purpose, because there were not many guards in his hands, and it happened that Ma Xiaoquan and they had four people, so he was thinking about whether to invite this Ma brother to go with him, first, to have a response, and second, to be protected.

Ma Xiaoquan said: "I will return to Dongjun at the end of the year, and there are still some things to do at home."

Mao Feng felt a little regretful, but still said very politely: "Since this is the case, I won't force it to stay, Brother Ma, I have a younger brother, named Jue, the word filial piety, and it has been a few days since he left home. ”

Ma Xiaoquan nodded and agreed

This night, it was surprisingly quiet, so quiet that the occasional cool breeze could be heard clearly.

Ma Xiaoquan yawned, thinking back to what had happened in the past few days, and felt a lot of emotion.

"Mr. Lu? It seems that there are still people who have not been mentioned in Huang Jingming's message."

While talking to himself, there was a sudden noise outside the house, Ma Xiao put on his clothes, and when he went out of the house, he saw Mao Feng covering his neck and slumping to the ground unwillingly.

"Brother Shaoqiang!" Ma Xiaoquan shouted, only to find that there was a yellow turban thief with a knife in his hand standing next to Mao Feng.

Ma Xiaoquan stepped forward and kicked the yellow turban thief over, who knew that he immediately attracted a burst of cold arrows.

Ma Xiaoquan broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly rolled and hid in the house.

Judging from the number of cold arrows, there are no less than twenty people on the other side, if you act rashly, I am afraid that you will be shot into a hedgehog, although you are immortal, you must also eat an egg before serving, but tonight you have a coarse tea and light meal, Mao Feng has no eggs to eat here.

Ma Xiaoquan was very anxious, and hurriedly shook up the three subordinates who were sleeping like dead pigs.

It's rare to have a warm sleep, and while they were dreaming, the three of them were woken up by the owner.

The three of them just wanted to ask, but when they heard the noisy shouting outside, they knew that something was wrong.

Ma Xiaoquan didn't have time to explain, and hurriedly instructed Zhang Gong: "Zhang Gong, those archers outside, you can see them, I don't want them to live!" ”

Zhang Gong received the order, quickly put on his bow and arrows, and lurked in front of the window.

"Yang Hu Ding Yi, you two protect Mao Feng's family, you guys do your best!"

Yang Huding and the others also received their orders and sneaked out of the back door.

Ma Xiaoquan leaned on the side of the bed, gritted his teeth, and rushed out in his heart, and while rushing out, Ma Xiaoquan casually blocked a bronze basin of the Zhou Dynasty collected by Mao Feng on his face to prevent an arrow from being hit in the head.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, Ma Xiaoquan was immediately shot with no less than ten arrows all over his body, and even one of them just shot Ma Xiaoquan's little brother impartially.

"Holy!" Ma Xiaoquan depressedly freed up a hand and pulled out the arrow shot at the little brother.

Ma Xiaoquan boasted: "Fortunately, your Ma Ye and my lower body are invincible, otherwise there will be another eunuch in history!" ”

With the help of the copper basin, Ma Xiaoquan successfully approached Mao Feng, at this time, he had no less than 30 arrows stuck in his body, Ma Xiaoquan's clothes had been stained red with blood, very wolf, and the arrow wound on the upper body was also very painful.

"Less strong, less strong!" Ma Xiaoquan shouted twice in a row, but there was still no movement from the other party, it seemed that Mao Feng was dead.

At this time, Zhang Gong, who was hiding in the house, finally fired his arrow.

Zhang Gong's bow and arrow were originally very good, of course, if compared with Yang Youqi, there is still a big gap, but it should be enough to deal with this group of people.

But this does not affect the accuracy of Zhang Gong's hits.

Zhang bowed and arrowed, and shot down one by one, and in some places where even Ma Xiaoquan couldn't see clearly, he heard the sound of pulling the bowstring from inside the house, and then there was a scream from the darkness opposite.

Ma Xiaoquan was not lazy here, he threw down the copper basin and pulled out the arrows on his body, although the wound on his upper body was very painful at this time, due to the relationship between the heart of time, it was not fatal, so Ma Xiaoquan did not pay much attention to it for the time being.

Ma Xiaoquan dived into the darkness, carefully searching for the archers in the darkness

One by two, when Ma Xiaoquan twisted the neck of the sixth person, the other party suddenly felt bad and fled.

Hearing that the group of Yellow Turban Rogues had fled away, Ma Xiaoquan emerged from the darkness again.

Mao Feng was already dead, he was shot through the throat with a bow and arrow, and Mao Feng's family, who ran around because of fear, were also shot to death and hacked to death.

The survivors are basically children and women, Ma Xiao counted them all, except for two handsome women, and then two old men and a little boy.

The little boy did not cry because of Mao Feng's death, he walked up to Mao Feng very sensibly, withdrew a blanket, and covered Mao Feng's face.

Ma Xiaoquan was quite surprised, because he knew that this little boy was Mao Feng's only son, the son born to his wife, and this son could be so calm after his father died.

"Eun Gong! Take me as an apprentice! The little boy knelt in front of Ma Xiaoquan with a puff.

Ma Xiaoquan was stunned, very helpless, the trip to Yanzhou, calculate that he has committed several killings, although when he was a special soldier, he was very accustomed to these things, but human life is human life, and Ma Xiaoquan still won't think about harvesting human lives at will.

"Why do you want to worship me as a teacher?"

The little boy raised his head, gritted his teeth and said, "I want to avenge my father!" ”

Ma Xiaoquan asked again: "What if you take revenge?" ”

The little boy was stunned and didn't speak, obviously, what else could he do after revenge, a child is a child after all.

"Get up, I won't take you as an apprentice!" Ma Xiaoquan said lightly.