"Oh, those two little dolls, don't hurry up and catch them, otherwise don't blame me for turning your face!"

Zhang Sangou's first reaction when he woke up and found that he had been tricked was to shout out such a powerful sentence on the outside and on the inside. But his circumstances made the words pale and unthreatening.

Mo Qing slapped Zhang Sangou's water-stained cheeks with a dagger that was still dripping blood, and blood was imprinted on his face, and the smell of blood made Zhang Sangou sober up a lot. Don't dare to shout anymore, after all, he has become a prisoner of the stairs.

Mo Qing looked at the other party's reaction with satisfaction, and asked Zhang Sangou with a ruthlessness that did not match his age: "Say, who instructed you to do it to us." If there is half a lie, I will cut out a pair of ears first!"

"Don't dare, don't dare! I said, I said, I just ask the master to give me a good time, don't torture me. ”

Zhang Sangou is also a bachelor enough, and those who do this line of work have long expected what he will end up with one day. He was not afraid of death, but of being tortured before he died.

"Lao Zhang, I was not instructed by anyone, and I received a flying pigeon from Sanshan Town earlier, saying that there was a fat sheep passing by, so I took people down the mountain to ambush. That's where I met you. There really was no one to tell you. ”

To say that although this Zhang Sangou is a ninth-rate character, he has a lot of knowledge. Hearing Mo Qing ask like this, he knew that he had misunderstood that he was a killer sent by the enemy to intercept and kill them, so he hurriedly denied it at the moment.

He didn't want to be tortured to death.

Mu Tong looked at him from the side, and saw that his expression did not seem to be lying. Coupled with the information that was found when the gag was close to them just now, it seems that they are really just thieves in Wild Dog Mountain, and they don't care about it anymore. He said expressionlessly: "Give him a good time." ”

"Whew!"

Zhang Sangou breathed a sigh of relief. No one wants to die a tragic death. Of course, it's best not to die.

It seems that God is in a particularly good mood today and heard Zhang Sangou's inner prayer.

Just when Mo Qing held the dagger high and wanted to plunge it into Zhang Sangou's heart. A hurried voice came from afar.

"Keep people under the knife! Keep people under the knife!"

Not to mention Mu Tong and Mo Qing, even Zhang Sangou was stunned for a moment. Is there anyone who saves the bandits this year?

But what kind of person is Mo Qing. Although he is a child, he only listens to the young master's words. So the dagger in his hand fell towards Zhang Sangou's chest again.

"Poof. ”

Mo Qing stabbed into the dirt, and Zhang Sangou had already rolled away a few meters away.

Looking at the unkind expression on Mo Qing's face, Zhang Sangou hurriedly argued.

"That, people shouted that they kept people under the knife. I'm doing this for your own good, you first listen to what people say before deciding whether to start. Otherwise, you might have to kill another one later. I'll wait, maybe there's a companion on Huangquan Road, right?"

Facing Zhang Sangou, who was still playing tricks on the verge of death, Mo Qing no longer cared about him, what if he wanted it. Anyway, the young master is not in a hurry.

It's just a path cutting thief, even if he escapes, it doesn't matter.

Mu Tong was angry that Mo Qing did not continue to move towards Zhang Sangou, but calmly looked at the person who shouted for the knife to leave people.

A scholar dressed almost as much as Mu Tong ran over panting, stopped next to a tree not far from the three of them, and held on to the big tree to pant for breath.

The three of them looked at this shabby-dressed scholar silently until his breath calmed down.

To say that this scholar is dressed as a scholar like Mu Tong, but one is brightly dressed. A dusty one, quite shabby.

"Knife ...... Keep people under the knife. ”

Saying this, the scholar looked up at the three of them, and the sight was indeed a corpse on the ground, and he was immediately frightened and sat on it.

"Ouch, forehead, mother!"

He saw from afar that someone was about to commit murder, but he did not see the body lying on the ground. The main reason is that the terrain obstructs the view, and now when I look closer, there are corpses all over the ground, and blood is flowing like a river.

Looking at Zhang Sangou who was tied up, the scholar looked at Mu Tong's master and servant with a shudder, but he didn't expect that the two young and harmless teenagers who looked so young and harmless to humans and animals were so vicious and murderous.

Especially Mu Tong, standing there, his face was calm, and even the scholar's gaffe couldn't cause fluctuations in his heart.

On the contrary, Mo Qing stood up unhappily, pointed at the scholar with a blood-stained dagger and said, "Bold scholar, who are you?" If this is the case, I will do a good deed, kill you with one sword, and let you go down to Huangquan with this bandit leader, and I want to come to Huangquan Road with you two companions, but it will not seem lonely!"

Where did the scholar think that his kindness would bring him the disaster of killing the gods, and hurriedly defended himself at the moment.

"Xiaosheng is...... It is a person from Wuliu Village, Panyang Town, under the rule of Feihong County, who went to the royal capital to participate in the March literary examination, not a thief, let alone a fellow party member. ”

"Sophistry! Since you are not his accomplice, why do you shout to keep people under the knife? ”

"This ...... Xiao Sheng saw someone committing murder from afar, and in a hurry, he blurted out the words of saving people, but he didn't think that it was a villain who was to be saved. ”

The scholar showed a self-deprecating expression, obviously thinking that it was inappropriate for him to be reckless and confused.

"What's wrong with the villain, the villain is not a life. How do you speak, a scholar? Besides, Lao Zhang, I repented today and wanted to be a new person. Why can't you save it? Don't you want to read all the books of your sages?"

"Shut up!"

Mo Qing kicked Zhang Sangou's body, this is a good thing, and he still wants to be a demon. Could it be that he still wanted to persuade the scholar to save him, did he think that the scholar would be his opponent?

"Yes, yes. Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter. Whether it's a good guy or a bad guy, he's a life. Xiaosheng begged the two of them to let this brother go...... Uh, strong man?"

Mo Qing could see that this was a scholar who was stupid in reading, and suddenly laughed angrily.

"Poor scholar, are you stupid to read? He is a thief who kills people and extorts goods. You still want to save him? I'll spare him? You ask him, if we fell into his hands just now, will he spare us!"

"Rao, I must be spared! I have reformed myself!"

Zhang Sangou's rush to answer made Mo Qing's face darken, and he turned around and glared at him viciously.

As if he had found a reason, the scholar suddenly came to his senses. Said frankly: "This little brother, you see. The strong man had already repented. God has the virtue of a good life. Now that you are out of danger and he has repented, why should you care? Besides, look around you, you have tried to kill too much, and do not do this evil thing again. It's better to put down the butcher's knife, I have a book for you, you can read it every day, cultivate your sentiments, don't go astray. ”

Mo Qing looked at this nerd dumbfounded, was he really persuaded by the bandit leader's words? I'm afraid this guy is not a fool, right?

Even if you are a fool, do you think that Mo Qing is also a fool?

Well, Mo Qing is not a fool, it is Mu Tong who is stupid.

"Are you really trying to save him?"

Mu Tong, who had not moved, suddenly looked at the scholar, and his deep eyes were staring at the scholar tightly.

The scholar was numb by him, but he still stubbornly said, "Please also ask my brother to raise his noble hand." ”

"You don't regret it?"

"Save someone's life, and have regrets. ”

"Okay, for the sake of your identity as a scholar, let him die. It's just a life for a life, and you're good for yourself. ”

After Mu Tong finished speaking, he motioned for Mo Qing to go with him, and the two of them led the chasing wind and turned over on the horse.

Just when Mu Tong wanted to beat the horse and move forward, he suddenly turned to look at the scholar again.

"If you go to Beijing to take the exam, don't go. Your mouth is full of Buddhist scriptures, and you read the books of sages in vain. If you use the words of the sages to talk about me, I will remind you a few points, but you are a scholar in vain. ”

Mu Tong dropped such a sentence to reprimand the scholar and walked away.

And the scholar saw Mu Tong's master and servant leaving, and hurriedly stepped forward to untie Zhang Sangou's shackles.

"This strong man, are you alright. ”

"It's okay, it's okay. Thank you, scholar. ”

"You're welcome, I should have done it. ”

"No, no, no, I'm not polite. It's just that the boy just said it right. You're a vain reader. You are a fool, and reading is also a burden to your family. Let me send you to be reincarnated and reincarnated as a monk in the next life!"

"You...... I saved your life, how can you take revenge!"

"Hehe, I'm a thief. Who told you to save me. Will you take revenge? What kind of grace do you have? Let you go, so that everyone in Feihong County will know that my Zhang Sangou and his team are all planted in the hands of two yellow-haired boys?

"Phew! I'm a murderer, and I don't know how many times I'm going to cut it with a thousand knives. Do you really think I'm going to repent? Who doesn't know that banditry is a high-risk profession in our business! Who doesn't fucking live with your head up, you're really fucking reading too many Buddhist scriptures, and you're stupid to read them. Even that child's subordinates can see it better than you. You'd better go on the road with peace of mind. Don't worry, for your sake, I'll try to let you die as well as possible. ”

"Ahh

Seeing Zhang Sangou pick up a simple knife on the ground and slash at him, the scholar screamed in shock. I can only close my eyes and wait for death.

"Poof!"

The imaginary pain did not come, but the sound of a knife entering the flesh was heard.

The scholar cautiously opened his eyes, and what he saw was Zhang Sangou dead.

A dagger was inserted into Zhang Sangou's forehead and came out through the skull.

Mo Qing urged the horse to come slowly, dismounted and pulled out his dagger, wiped it on Zhang Sangou's corpse, and then returned to the sheath and put it in his arms.

"Scholar, my young master has a sentence for me to bring to you: Readers, it is better to believe in books than to have no books. Reading is to learn etiquette and ambition, and applying what you have learned is the purpose of reading. Instead of copying rigid routines, live according to the book. It's not you who lives, it's the one who writes the book. You want to live the life of dozens of people alone, and in the end you just drive yourself or your relatives crazy. Hello for yourself. ”

Mo Qing turned over and got on the horse, and left directly.

"Engong stays, but I am willing to leave my name, and Xiaosheng Shen Qingyun will repay the grace of saving his life in the future!"

The scholar didn't understand or listen to Mo Qing's words, after all, in his opinion, whether it was Mo Qing or Mu Tong, they were both hairless and unstable kids. People in their twenties still don't understand things?

It's just that this life-saving grace can't be repaid, and he's not ungrateful, just a little pedantic.

"Hehe, the young master of my family, his surname is Mu Mingtong, but he is the eldest young man of the Mu family in Black Dragon City!"

Mo Qing's voice was far away, leaving only the figure of scholar Shen Qingyun in the wind.

Precisely:

Clever tongue like a spring to solve the dilemma,

Soldiers are not bloody, and thieves are punished.

Wild dog mountain under the mountain of Qi Yiyi,

How do you know that this is a child's plan?

Scholar Qingyungu fishing reputation,

Mistaking a thief for a conscience.

Regardless of the previous suspicion of the carousel,

Qingyun Fang knows the righteousness of the child.