On this side of the street, there are many believers passing by in a hurry. At the gates of many temples, there were still idle people sitting there, talking boredly. From time to time, devotees come out of the temple. Basically, after they came out, their hearts were heavy, as if they were in the temple, they encountered something bad, or they were told that something bad might happen in the future.

The white lady didn't know what she saw, her expression suddenly became a little strange, and she subconsciously pulled Zhang Zhun's hand, as if she was a little nervous.

Zhang Zhun asked curiously, "What's wrong?" ”

The white lady said in a low voice: "Brother Yulin, I saw the people of the Wenxiang Sect. ”

Zhang Zhun said casually: "Smell the fragrance sect? What does it have to do with me? ”

The white lady said in a low voice: "Brother Yulin, have you forgotten?" In Fengmeng Town, you killed Zhu Dachang...... The people who smell the incense sect will definitely look for your bad luck. Zhu Dachang's family property was originally wanted by the Wenxiang Sect, but it was robbed of it for you. I heard that Wang Yilun, the leader of the Wenxiang Sect, wants to be unfavorable to you. I seem to have heard that Wang Yilun has also arrived in Laiyang, maybe it is nearby. ”

"I don't know how to come to Laiyang City recently, a lot of people from the Smell Fragrance Sect have come, and there are several high-level figures among them. In addition to Wang Yilun, some people said that Xu Qingluan also came. Brother Yulin, there are not many of your people, so it's best not to provoke them. If you provoke them, you may be plotted by them. The people of the Smell Fragrance Sect are the best at poisoning, you can prevent the first day of junior high school, you can't prevent the fifteenth, and you can't prevent it. ”

Zhang Zhun paused for a moment, indicating that he heard it, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

He is not afraid of tartars, but he is also afraid of the miscellaneous fish taught by smelling incense?

What big deal can be achieved by poisoning and plotting?

The people of the Smelling Fragrance Sect gathered in Laiyang, probably wanting to light another fire. Last year's uprising in Jinxiang was unsuccessful, and the Wenxiang Sect hibernate for more than a year, believing that it had accumulated a certain amount of strength and was ready to make a comeback. This kind of thing, he had already speculated. However, between him and the Wenxiang Sect, for the time being, the river water does not interfere with the well water, and each has its own interests, and it has not yet reached the time for conflict.

I just saw that there was cowpea noodle soup sold next to it, which Zhang Zhun liked to drink in his previous life, so he said, "Let's drink a bowl." ”

The white lady said happily: "Okay! ”

The two of them walked over and sat down with two matzas at random.

Zhang Yuanzhi and Jin Zhenyue, looking around, there was nothing abnormal, just wandering around.

Outside the noodle shop, there was a group of people drinking noodle soup, about seven or eight people, all of whom were working coolies. They were all sitting here in advance, so naturally they had nothing to do with Zhang Zhun. There wasn't much anyone in the back of here. Occasionally, a few believers pass by, all of them with gray faces and unsquinting eyes, where do they have the heart to pay attention to others?

A bowl of cowpea noodle soup costs only a penny, which is ridiculously cheap. Zhang Zhun asked for two bowls of cowpea noodle soup, one bowl for himself and one bowl for the white lady, and drank it with relish. Zhang Zhun finished drinking a bowl and asked for another bowl. This kind of noodle soup from ordinary people is more delicious than the big fish and meat prepared by Song Degang. Accompanied by beauty, the mood is different!

An old man next to him passed by carrying a large string of bamboo baskets, bamboo stools, and bamboo chairs. This old man, who was at least sixty years old, was covered with wind and frost, his body was bent, and his waist was so pressed that he couldn't straighten it at all. The things he was carrying were also chaotic. Everyone's eyes were focused on what he was carrying, and they didn't care much about him.

Zhang Yuanzhi and Jin Zhenyue glanced at the old man, but they didn't pay much attention. In these years, everyone's life is very poor, as long as there are some craftsmen, they will get some handicrafts to sell for money to subsidize the family. The old man is so old, and he still has to come out to work, which is indeed emotional.

The old man also seemed to see Zhang Yuanzhi and Jin Zhenyue. He smiled impatiently at the two of them. As if apologizing to the two. It's really inappropriate to pass by here. Zhang Yuanzhi and Jin Zhenyue didn't want the old man to be embarrassed, so they subconsciously turned their heads and pretended not to see it. is such an honest old man, of course the two of them will not embarrass each other.

Suddenly, the old man's cloudy eyes became extremely sharp, and he turned his head in the direction of Zhang Zhun, as if he had spit out something.

The white lady's expression changed, and she subconsciously shouted: "Brother Yulin......"

The sound stopped abruptly.

"Whew!"

Zhang Zhun suddenly felt a slight numbness on the back of his neck, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito. Immediately, Zhang Zhun felt that his neck quickly began to go numb. However, Zhang Zhun's consciousness was still very clear, and he immediately realized that he had been plotted. Blow the needle, it must be the blow needle! Only such a secret weapon can make yourself unaware.

Maybe it was the training in the previous life that played a little role. Zhang Zhun quickly pressed his own people and eyebrows to make himself sober. At the same time, break the chopsticks in your hand and pierce them into the palm of your left hand, so that the sharp pain in the palm of your hand keeps you awake. Then, with a quick turn of his head, his right hand pulled the eagle-eyed gun out of his bosom.

"Bang!"

Zhang Zhun raised his hand and took a shot.

There was an explosion, and the old man with the bamboo basket was suddenly knocked over to the ground.

Zhang Yuanzhi and Jin Zhenyue were shocked, only to find out that Zhang Zhun was plotted, and hurriedly blew the bamboo whistle.

The white lady was startled, her face was extremely pale, she stroked Zhang Zhun's palm, and cried out: "Brother Yulin, Brother Yulin? ”

Zhang Zhun's left palm was covered with blood. Blood continued to drip down, staining all the tables red. Blood dripped into the soup, and the yellow soup turned red. The owner and the proprietress of the noodle shop were frightened and stood there stunned, not knowing what to do.

Zhang Yuanzhi and Jin Zhenyue found out that they had caused a big disaster, and they were so anxious and angry that they came up to beat the owner of the noodle shop. The two of them didn't see the blow needle, and thought it was the owner and the proprietress of the noodle shop, as well as the old man passing by, who were all in a group, and they were plotting against Zhang Zhun in the bureau.

Zhang Zhun said in a weak voice: "It's none of their business." ”

The two of them stopped in a daze.

The white lady had tears in her eyes and said anxiously: "Brother Yulin, what should I do?" What to do? ”

Zhang Zhun said calmly: "Tear off a strip of cloth and give it to me." ”

The white lady hurriedly tore the edge of her skirt and handed it to Zhang Zhun.

Zhang Zhun bit the strip of cloth with one hand, tied his left hand to the upper arm. In fact, the injury to the palm of his hand was completely under his control. However, in order to achieve the purpose of hiding people's eyes, Zhang Zhun decided to exaggerate the magnitude of this action a little. In this way, others will only notice Zhang Zhun's hand and nothing else. Zhang Zhun had every reason to believe that there must be people from the Smelling Fragrance Sect who were paying close attention to him in the vicinity.

Zhang Lingyun's team, which was responsible for protecting Zhang Zhun when he arrived in Laiyang, hurried over. Zhu Chengtai and others also arrived. Seeing that Zhang Zhun had blood on his hands, Zhang Lingyun was also frightened. He couldn't imagine how others plotted against Zhang Zhun and made Zhang Zhun have blood on his hands. Fortunately, Zhang Zhun was still very calm, and ordered Zhang Lingyun to drive away all the people around him, leaving no one behind. Zhang Lingyun hurriedly executed the order.

The scene was quickly cordoned off, and everyone was kicked out.

Zhang Zhun felt that his neck was gradually numb, but his consciousness was still awake for the time being. It is indeed poisonous on the blow needle, but the poisonous surname is not very strong. The sharp pain in the palm of his hand allowed Zhang Zhun to continue to stay awake. Zhang Zhun secretly rejoiced that the people who smelled the fragrance had underestimated their ability to resist drugs, as well as the training to resist the onset of drugs. If it had been someone else, he might have fallen.

Song Degang also came in a hurry. Zhang Zhun was attacked here, and that was a big deal. He didn't know that Zhang Zhun was shot by a blow needle and poisoned, and he only thought that Zhang Zhun had been attacked by an ordinary person, resulting in a wound to the palm of his hand. As for how the palm of his hand was injured, Song Degang couldn't imagine it. Even Ao Bai can't hurt Zhang Zhun, who else can hurt Zhang Zhun? What's more, Zhang Zhun also has a powerful firearm by his side!

Even so, he ordered martial law throughout the city to hunt down the murderer. Although the murderer was shot and killed by Zhang Zhun, there must be accomplices. The officers and soldiers of the Dengzhou battalion vigorously searched for strangers. If any suspicion is found, all of them will be detained. For a time, the whole city was in chaos, and ordinary people didn't know what was going on.

The white lady looked at Zhang Zhun's face, her face changed, and she whispered: "Brother Yulin, your face is ......"

Zhang Zhun nodded, and then said in a low voice: "The needle is poisonous!" ”

The white lady lost her face and hurriedly asked, "What should I do then?" ”

Zhang Zhun said calmly: "Don't make a noise, I'm fine, let's leave Laiyang and go to Laoshan Shuiyue Nunnery." ”

The white lady hurriedly said, "I'll go with you!" ”

Zhang Zhun nodded.

Song Degang came up and asked with concern from the bottom of his heart: "Brother Yulin, are you okay?" ”

Zhang Zhun secretly shook the palm of his left hand, and the severe pain made him look better. He said quietly, "It's okay." It's not very safe here, though, and I think it's time to leave. ”

Song Degang thought that Zhang Zhun's face was caused by the injury on his hand, and he had no other thoughts, so he said apologetically: "It's my brother's bad thing to have such a thing, these demons of the Smelling Fragrance Sect, I will definitely send someone to hunt them down!" ”

Zhang Zhun said: "Okay, let's leave." ”

After bidding farewell to Song Degang, Zhang Zhun did not dare to delay, and immediately rode to Laoshan Shuiyue Nunnery. He and the sniper were both fast horses, and they soon left Laiyang City. The White Lady rode the war horse that Zhang Zhun gave her last time, and followed closely behind Zhang Zhun. The white lady hurriedly rode away, making the red lady full of doubts, what happened?

Along the way, Zhang Zhun felt that his neck was becoming more and more numb, and even the sharp pain in his palm made it difficult for him to stay awake. He had to constantly press the center of his eyebrows to keep himself awake. Fortunately, before losing consciousness, he finally saw the walls of Suigetsu-an. As soon as the tense nerves were loosened, Zhang Zhun fell heavily from the horse and fell unconscious.

(To be continued)