Jiangdu City, a rather luxurious mansion, still has the smell of ointment and blood in the air

A brocade-clothed man, who was clearly not the owner of the room, was being reported by several companions.

"Something ...... Something Happened"

"We surrounded the four passers-by, but on the last road, we got out of the basket......"

"Unexpectedly, they still have a secret hand ......"

A small group of people folded in...... This is not a carelessness on the surface of the water, underestimating the enemy, it can be argued"

In the ruins afterwards, all the bodies found belonged to his own, and the targets of temporary recourse and suspected responders were nowhere to be found.

There is no big problem with this small courtyard itself, it is a village head under a wealthy family in the city, and it is just a means to make private profits, and it has been used as a temporary place to receive past merchants to settle down for more than ten years, and the main family is also turning a blind eye.

The real problem is with the new guests, one big and one small.

The viciousness and imagination of the trap set by the unknown resident are obviously beyond the scope of what these blood-licking people can anticipate and deal with, so in the end, only this one escaped, and that was because he stayed at the outermost window to be on guard.

The burned-out survivor had only time to escape to the backup location before he passed out due to dehydration and exhaustion from the burns. After taking the strong medicine, I woke up again and asked questions, and it is estimated that even if I survive in the future, the person will be wasted.

The wealthy family who burned Zhuangzi, coupled with the attention and attention of the local government, made them need to work extra hard to suppress it for the time being, so as not to be rumored to be a sensational sensation of robbers stealing goods and killing people.

Suddenly, I heard a report from outside.

"Huang Yuhou is here......"

A moment later.

"According to the prior agreement, the cooperation I provide to you does not include these things......

A man dressed as a local military attache walked in and said with some dissatisfaction

"Don't get an inch......"

"If you cause something out of control, you can pat your ass and leave......"

"We're going to have to stay and take on the ......"

"Don't worry, I'm just asking you to delay for a while...... After these two days, everything will be fine."

"You can find a convicted person and confess ...... past."

In the Luoma Market, I spent half the price to buy a small gray mule, asked for a complete set of cellar head saddles, as a backup for transportation, thought about it, and renamed it Grizzly Panda.

Then he used the juice of plant ash and realgar, madder, and turmeric bought in the drugstore to re-dye the red tiger's body and turn it into an indigo-spotted horse.

Originally, I wanted to leave the grizzly panda to squat with my head in my arms, but she was unwilling to give up the opportunity to ride with me, so she had to let the grizzly panda carry our extra bags for the time being.

In this way, we continued to ride the red tiger and lead the grizzly panda on the road to the city. He also bought a lot of local products and a certain amount of medicinal herbs, and then asked the shopkeeper to fry some of them according to the recipe for typhoid fever and cough and asthma, and took away the dregs and medicinal soup, and sprinkled some on the collar, cuffs, and corners.

And then it's time to move on to the next safe house. The hiding place of the reserve was a monastery in the city called Puning Temple.

Although it is a small temple with little name and does not occupy much land, it still continues some traditions, such as the habit of having simple wings, staying with pilgrims and accepting tourists, although the incense has been ridiculed, but because it is cheap and convenient, there are still some seasonal visitors.

As long as you pay a little incense money, you can live for a little time, although the conditions are a little simple, and you can bring your own food, but for the two of us, it is not too big a problem.

There are more than a dozen monks living in the temple, I have also inquired in advance, at least one has also lived in the local area for more than ten years, so there are basically no fresh faces, and the daily life is quite simple.

After burning the letter of the businessman who rented the small courtyard, took out the identity of a Xuzhou scholar and re-took it out to match the replacement of the line, and donated a small amount of money on the grounds of repayment, it was easy for us to go deep into the house for a period of time on the grounds of recuperation.

Here is close to a small school field, there are no chanting days, you can hear the sound of exercises, there are monks around the side room to grow their own vegetable furrows, behind the temple is the vertical and horizontal river and several wooden bridges, shuttle boat households, the temple also has its own boat, easy to get out and cover.

Although I don't know who the other party is, judging from their sneaky behavior, they have to be more or less concerned about the local garrison and the government's storage, so that they can provide some kind of indirect cover.

We started cleaning the slightly musty wing and putting down the things we had brought to rearrange it. Use the old paper you bought to paste up the areas that may leak air, and then use yellow mud and broken tiles to plug two small openings that may leak rain.

Then I heard the screams of squatting with my head in my hands, dropped the mud in my hand, and ran into the inner room separated by a broken wall fan.

"Rat ......"

When she saw me, she was squatting in the corner, and she pounced on me with a disgraced face, hugging me like a koala, and then remembering something. Facing the corner where the movement of the rope was heard, he pulled out his short blade as if he was facing a great enemy

Well, even if I met a wild dog vulture or something with her in the wild, I haven't seen her so discolored, is this the true temperament of a little girl?

I gently flicked the old cupboard that had fallen down, and in the choking dust, a huge rat was struggling between the cracks, only to get stuck, and a few fleshy cubs rolling in a mass of unreclusable rags

"It's just a few three-barks......"

I'm going to use one lightly

I carefully held the rat on a fork, then tied its tail and dragged it outside the house to put it away, of course I don't have a special fetish for eating rat meat, but this rat would be a good bio alarm if used well.

Then he threw the pile of rat cubs into the pot of horse feed, and was shaking his head and huddling together to eat grass, while the red tiger and the grizzly panda, who were still quite dissatisfied, almost divided by two, chewed these little meat dumplings into their mouths.

After squatting with my head in my hands, I went out again to step on the spot and check my surroundings.

Then I remembered that although I spent a lot of money, the gifts I got from Liu Dongzhu and Li Shiniang had not been used like this.

I thought about it, took out the silk horse that Liu Dong was rewarding and threw it on the back of the red tiger, and then led it to find the nearest quality shop, and behind the black lacquer counter that was high and shoulder level, it was exchanged for a dead ticket with "eighty percent new, folded color fifteen silk", and then went out and threw it into the river.

Instead, next to the quality shop, in the old hall that sold the ownerless to redeem, he spent half of the money in his hand, picked up a lot of things, and put them in the basket on the back of the red tiger. And then slowly walk up with the flow of people in the market,

From the cake shop next to the bridge, I bought a lot of hot sesame roast and stuffed steamed cakes as food, and selected a bag of salted fruit preserves, which was regarded as a snack for squatting with my head, and drank a bowl of white bean paste, and bought a few clothes suitable for the age of squatting with my head on the water.

But I was more concerned about the mouths of the various rivers and canals, secretly drawing a simple route map in my head.

Then I felt the flow of people in front of me, was blocked for a moment, and squeezed in a circle at the street entrance.

"What a great prestige and pomp ......"

"What kind of extravagant character is this......"

"The Governor of the city and the inspector of the water pass have come out to greet ......"

I also curiously leaned over to take a look, and secretly said a bad sigh.

"Hell ......"

Damn probability, I don't want to encounter it, but I'll bump into it again.

What I saw was Shi Niang, dressed in men's clothes, wearing a big bundle of hair and a crown, who looked like a child of a wealthy family with a somewhat sick color, and then the dozen or so faces of the young steward I was familiar with, hugged back and forth, into a deep alley, which seemed to obviously belong to the mansion of the local eunuch.

I turned around and walked away with some mixed feelings, and I hadn't gone far before I was in an uproar

"Murderous ......"

Shouts like these, accompanied by panicked crowds, swept the streets to pieces. Countless shoes and bandanas were left behind, and there were scattered human bodies lying on the ground moaning or dying,

The crowd also pushed me and the red tiger to the side of the road, and I grabbed the wall with one hand and the red tiger with the other to avoid being trampled and injured by them.

After a while, I stood on the wall next to an empty tea house and looked through it with a simple homemade telescope.

But how much can provide some view, therefore

What I saw was a house where chickens and dogs were jumping, Li Shi Niang with two sharp blades in her hands, sword light flying like mercury, shuttling in the flashing figures, with fierce and graceful movements, from time to time someone spurting blood or holding body parts, screaming and retreating.

As the attackers were slashed and retreated, they rushed out of the streets, and then more hurried to them, and the enemy, armed with swords, also blocked them in the streets.

They were obviously more organized and orderly, and with the tragic deaths and injuries of flesh and blood, they forced Li Shiniang and his party back into the alley.

I have been at war for a long time, and I decided to give up my plan to continue to wait and see, and turn around and leave.

Then as I walked down the street, I heard some lamentation and cursing, and then I saw an oil seller jumping and scolding, and the cart he was pushing was pushed and broken by the fleeing crowd.

When I turned around, although the sword light flying in the street was still fierce, the people around her were already lying in a pool of blood.

Then the men stopped, and out came a person, who seemed to be familiar to her, and thus exchanged for gnashing of teeth and scolding

I saw the red ribbon suddenly fly out of the air, and the man, with an expression of disbelief, touched the large lump of blood on his chest, and fell down softly.

But this was also the end of her strong crossbow, and her face turned pale as if the wound had broken again, and the pain had been brought about. The flying dagger didn't even have the strength to pull it back, so it became the trophy of those people.

I saw them pull out something like a fishing net and a hook and fork, and then she used one of her remaining daggers in desperation to cross her neck, and then someone knocked her down from behind, and she fell to the ground all at once, covered in dust and mud, and with an expression of disbelief.

Because the attacker was from her only remaining companion, the other threw down his weapon and knelt on a loud voice,

Then I also took action, poured all the can of fish oil I bought on the red tiger's body, and then stabbed it a few times.

The red tiger, who was running wildly in pain, suddenly trotted through the empty street, and in a few stunned expressions, crashed into those people from behind, stepped over and kicked several people, and then involved many people around, and immediately disturbed the formation they had formed faintly.

Then he was stabbed with a sword, struggling and kicking, and splashed a large part of the oil can that the pack had smashed into was splashed, and then it was slightly stained with the torches held by those men, and it became a scene of rolling and fighting fires.

That's all I can do to help you.

Gradually obscured by the smoke and fire, I silently recited these words, left the corner of the wall, hid in a channel, and walked slowly forward.

Then I heard the belated officers and soldiers, running through the streets, weapons and armor shaking and crashing, resulting in the sound of a large group of men and horses.