If it weren't for the insignificance of this dart, no matter how Zhang Bao'er begged, Long Zhuang would never let Zhang Bao'er take this dart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, Long Zhuang was not worried about the problem with the dart, but was afraid that Zhang Baoer would make some mistakes.

This dart has one dart head, three dart masters, and five executioners.

Zhang Baoer and Hou Jie are only nominal executioners, they don't have to do anything, just follow the dart team

Even if the two of them want to do it, others won't let them do it, which is what the chief dart head Long Zhuang has repeatedly ordered.

Since Long Zhuang has an explanation, Zhang Baoer is not easy to embarrass the people who travel with him, so he is happy to be leisurely, and he and Hou Jie along the way, just like going out on a trip, so comfortable.

It took less than ten days for the darts to be safely delivered to Weizhou, and the handover was made with the cargo owner, making the return journey easier.

Zhang Baoer was not in a hurry to leave, and took a few people with him to eat and drink all the way, just like a gentleman, and he was not short of money anyway.

The dart masters and executioners don't need to spend a penny to eat and drink, and this good thing that fell from the sky made them so happy that they couldn't close their mouths, and they were naturally willing to obey Zhang Baoer's orders.

On this day, they entered the territory of Qinzhou, and after Qinzhou was the territory of Gyeonggi.

Both sides of the official road are covered with autumn yellow leaves, and the gold shines with a poignant color. The breeze blew, and the cold was blowing, and countless yellow leaves were fluttering and falling dust, and there was a chill in the air. The autumn wind is bleak, the forest is dyed, a piece of golden, in the noon sun, walking on this official road, there is indeed a different taste.

Suddenly, a few moans came from the grove on the side of the official road.

Zhang Bao'er reined in the horse and squinted, but couldn't see anything.

He turned over and dismounted, and said to Hou Jie: "Let's go, go and see!" ”

Everyone accompanied Zhang Bao'er and Hou Jie into the woods, and saw a bloody man lying in the weeds of the grove, he was a young man, unclothed, and his exposed skin was the same as his face, bruised and full of bruises.

The boy's hair was shaved, and a swarthy iron ring was around his neck, and the bloodstained iron ring was stained with rust. He was thin, and the skin on his chest was tightly clung to his sternum, and it was covered with shocking whip marks, and the wounds were deep into the bones, and the foul-smelling pus and blood were dripping.

The dart head of this dart is surnamed Zhu, and he whispered to Zhang Baoer: "The master of the second game, he looks like a fugitive slave, our best is to leave this matter alone!" ”

Zhang Bao'er frowned and asked, "Why can't you take care of it?" ”

Zhu Darttou was well-informed, and he said vigorously: "The law of the Tang Dynasty stipulates that if you hide other people to escape slaves, it is a crime, and you will be punished with exile. ”

Zhang Baoer listened to Zhu Dart's words and hesitated, and then looked down, only to see the man on the ground lying in the grass, exhaling with difficulty, coughing from time to time, coughing up blood, his heart was quite unbearable, he said to Zhu Darthead: "Regardless of whether he is a fugitive slave or not, look at him like this, if we don't care, we will definitely die here!" Besides, even if he is a fugitive slave, we are just saving him, so how can he hide it? It's a big deal to wait for his master to come, and then hand it back! ”

"If people can't be saved and die in our hands, then we can't tell!" Zhu Darttou was a little worried: "Second game master, you better think about it again!" ”

"I can't care so much, save people first, I'll take care of something!" Zhang Baoer cut the railway.

"Alright then!"

Seeing that Zhang Baoer was so resolute, Zhu Darthead couldn't say anything, so he ordered his dart master to hurry to the rescue.

After being busy for a while, one of the dart masters raised his head and said to Zhang Bao'er: "Second bureau master, this person is seriously injured, ordinary trauma medicine can't do much, you have to find a Lang Zhong." ”

Zhang Bao'er nodded and looked at Zhu Darthead: "Is there a place to invite Langzhong near here?" ”

"From here, out of the official road, three miles to the south, there is a Caochuan Town, there should be Langzhong in the town!"

The town of Caochuan is a desolate but affluent town, and it is said to be desolate because the surrounding area of the town is full of such dilapidated slum-like villages, sparsely populated, and most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled. But it is indeed very wealthy, although the town is small, inns, pawnshops, gambling houses, green buildings...... There is really no shortage of the same, as long as there is in Chang'an City, you can also find it in this town.

Zhang Baoer and his entourage walked on the streets of Caochuan Town, and the crowd on the streets was not too crowded. Hou Jie carried the young man on his back, Zhang Baoer walked beside him, and when he met someone, he asked where Lang Zhong's shop was, but the strange thing is that when these people saw the person Hou Jie was carrying, they avoided it far away, as if they had met a plague god, and they didn't come forward to talk at all.

Zhang Bao'er felt inexplicable, turned her head to Zhu Darthead and asked, "Zhu Darthead, do you know what's going on with these people?" ”

Zhu Darttou shook his head, he also felt very strange.

The young man leaned closer, heard Zhang Bao'er's question, opened his swollen eyelids slightly, and said weakly, "Thank you...... Ahem, it's no wonder they're here, they're ...... It's just that...... Ahem, it's just self-preservation. ”

Zhang Bao'er heard that he could speak, so he hurriedly asked, "What's your name?" Where is home? We'll send you back! ”

The boy was just about to answer, when his chest suddenly became clogged, and he coughed wildly, and his skeleton-like body seemed to be dissipated with this cough, and with each cough, his shoulders trembled, and blood foam burst from between his fingers.

Zhang Bao'er looked at the young man's painful appearance, and his heart trembled with his cough.

The young man's body suddenly stiffened, his coughing stopped, and his head lay limply on Hou Jie's shoulder.

Zhu Dart looked at it, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, he said to Zhang Bao'er: "Second bureau master, this can't work, you wait here first, I'll go to the front alone to ask!" ”

After a while, Zhu Darttou came back in a hurry, and he said to Zhang Bao'er and Hou Jie: "You come with me!" ”

Everyone followed Zhu Dart, and sure enough, they found Langzhong's shop.

Lang Zhong was an old man in his fifties, and when he saw a group of people walking in, he was about to get up to ask, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the young man Hou Jie was carrying, he was the same as everyone on the street, his face changed color, and he hurriedly said in panic: "I'm really sorry, everyone, the old man is slightly ill today, and he really can't look sick, please do a lot of Haihan......"

Before Lang Zhong's words were finished, a knife was put on his neck, and Zhang Baoer said viciously: "If you can't save him, then only you are dead!" ”

"A good man spares his life, a good man spares his life......" Lang Zhong's face was as shocked as earth, and he could only ask for mercy vigorously.

Zhang Bao'er removed the knife, took out a silver ingot from his arms, and threw it in front of him: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and see the disease!" ”

"Look, look!" Lang Zhong didn't dare to disobey, and said tremblingly: "Come inside with me!" (To be continued.) )