Chapter 115: POV: Mr. Bo Long
Beron rode his horse and walked slowly along the road. Although this horse failed to play a role in the night battle a few days ago, after all, it is easy to break the horse's leg when riding a horse at night in the wild, and it will be ugly if the horse crushes the leg when the time comes.www.biquge.info But this horse still makes sense in terms of convenience, so he is riding a horse right now, enjoying the autumn breeze gently blowing on his face, and it feels quite good.
He didn't need to scout for himself now, and there were less than sixty bodyguards left, and he had lost nearly two hundred in the bloody battle that night. Frightened, Wei Zhongxian appointed Bo Long as the captain and commanded the rest of the people to rush to Fengyang at full speed.
The corners of Bo Long's mouth curled up, silently recalling the scene of his conversation with Wei Zhongxian. There is no doubt that this eunuch, who is known for his treachery, is not a wise man, as can be seen from the fact that he did not say a word after being reprimanded by the little emperor at the beginning, and could only flee in the wilderness. I heard that he fled so fast that he even lost his own crown, which is extremely humiliating! However, this kind of character is good for Bolong, a timid boss can make his subordinates with more autonomy, Bolong has mastered the leadership of the team with Wei Zhongxian's comprehensive decentralization, he now has almost forty direct subordinates, all of them are good men who can take care of each other, this feeling of being guarded by someone on his back makes him very comfortable.
A good man has a lifetime, and he looks at each other with all his heart. He was not a good man, but he was definitely a good brother.
Brothers are bigger than home and country.
"Big brother, you say, what are we going to do next?" The mad monk rode up and did not die in that bloody battle, much to Berron's relief, and now one more man is one more chance of victory. And this crazy monk has completely agreed with Bolong's leadership status, and no longer dares to shout "horse face", which is the second surprise.
"What's the matter, crazy monk, are you not happy to get a reward of one hundred taels?" Bo Long laughed and joked with the crazy monk, he knew that this person had never been able to hide the money, and the next day after taking the money, he spent all of it in the Goolan Courtyard and the gambling house in Cangzhou City.
"Wine and meat passed through the intestines, and the Buddha sat in his heart. Of course, you can't prostitute yourself when chanting the Buddha. Prostitution, but prostitution. When you chant the Buddha's name when you are a prostitute, you are chanting the Buddha all the time! This is the embodiment of great virtue! "The mad monk didn't know where he learned these fallacies, but he was so eloquent that no one could argue with him.
"Yes, I can't talk to you, I won't argue with you. But why don't you save a little bit for the future?" Beron asked.
"Big brother, don't you know, my crazy monk's money bag is leaking, when did you have overnight money in your pocket? There is wine today, and there is drunk today, and there is no wine to drink cold water tomorrow!" The mad monk grinned widely, he never cared that others knew he had no money, so it didn't make any sense for him to laugh at poverty. After laughing for a while, he said again: "Big brother, I just want to ask you, what are you going to do next?" The plan you talked about the other day is still counted? ”
Bo Long looked around carefully, although he was sure of the team, but still could not take it lightly: "Of course it counts!" I, Bolong, am not a good person, but I have to lead you on a right path, what can I do if I am a bodyguard for a lifetime? Let's be lucky, we haven't died after fighting in the rivers and lakes for so many years, but who can guarantee that we won't die in the future? just died, Lao Tzu didn't even have a child, and the prostitutes he had on were a big car, so he couldn't be like this in this life! ”
The crazy monk scratched his head: "Big brother, what you said is true, it's just that we are all men fighting in the rivers and lakes, and we can't read and write, even if I can recite a few Buddhist names, I haven't read a few Buddhist scriptures, and most of the time I go to collect rent at the foot of Shaomu Mountain." If we don't do this business, what can we do? ”
"This is easy to do, now is the time when the world is in turmoil, it is the time when heroes use force, as long as the Ming Lord is selected to take refuge, I can't say that you and I can have a marquis in the future!" Bo Long smiled lightly, he didn't really care if he was sealed or not, but he had to find a way out for his brothers, Zhang Fei was still an obstacle, but after that bloody battle, he didn't have any obstacles.
"Okay, I'll listen to you! Anyway, if you ask me to kill whoever I want, I will kill whoever you ask me to kill! The mad monk said loudly.
Bo Long smiled: "Okay, we are one world, two brothers, life and death are not separated!" ”
It was getting dark, and they walked for another whole day. The frightened Wei Zhongxian ordered the team to stay overnight, so they were very fast, and they saw that they had already reached the realm of Shandong, and not far ahead was Linqing, the most prosperous territory in Shandong.
In front of me is a small town, called Lijia Town, I heard that it is the largest town near Dezhou City, it is dark early in early winter, and it is too late to go to Dezhou, so I have to rest here. Someone had already made a pre-stop and booked a room at the inn, so Bolong had nothing to do at the moment, so he just took a stroll around the town before the sun set.
Although this town is not large, it is quite prosperous, not more than half a mile long, there are many shops, selling silk, cloth, meat, and food, although many people have already closed their stalls, but there are still people who use the last light of day to earn as much living expenses as possible. Listening to this bustling voice, Bolong's heart that had become numb because of the fight also became a little soft, he bought a sugar gourd, spent ten cents, this sugar gourd is made of good syrup hanging on the fresh hawthorn, so it tastes sweet and sour, but it makes Bolong quite surprised.
"If you let those who want to commit suicide, look at the bustling and lively of this market, and get into the popularity, they won't be willing to commit suicide!" Bolong sighed, walking casually, he shouldn't ride a horse when visiting the market, because it is easy to form a distance from the vendors when he rides a horse, so he insists on walking.
"How about this strong man, please stay and let Poor Dao test your words?" Bo Long looked up and saw that it was a Taoist priest, if he hadn't taken any elixir, he was about forty years old, and his hair was still black. He was wearing a bamboo crown on his head, which was actually made of the freshest bamboo, and the bright green seemed to be about to turn into droplets of water, but this was one of the nine cold days, where did he find this bamboo crown? He was wearing a Taoist robe, which was cleanly washed and spotless, completely different from ordinary Youfang Taoist priests.
This Taoist priest looks very ordinary, so ordinary that he is completely oblivious to everyone, Bo Long found that he did not have any words to describe him, and the Taoist priest's smiling eyes looked at him fixedly, but it made him feel that he was being seen through.
Abnormal people must have abnormal abilities, Bolong has been in the rivers and lakes for so long, and knows that not causing trouble is the best way to protect himself, so he didn't pay attention to the Taoist priest and wanted to walk directly from the Taoist priest.
"Strong man, on the eve of the third day, you led people to win more with less, and broke the White Lotus Sect, can there be such a thing?"
If this kind of thing is shouted to the Taoist priest, it will not be too much trouble, after all, the White Lotus Sect is a cult, not to mention that the person he escorted is still the emperor's domestic servant after all, but if this Taoist priest can say this, he must have something to do with the White Lotus Sect. Bo Long's face turned cold: "This Taoist chief, my brother and you have never met, how about we meet in Pingshui, how about the well water not the river water?" ”
"The strong man is too careful, I'm a Taoist priest, I don't have a sword or a sword in my hand, how can I hurt you? It's a strong man, but you have a big plan in your heart recently, yes or no? ”
"It's just a trick in the rivers and lakes, who doesn't have a little Jiujiu in their hearts? If the Taoist priest has nothing else to do, please let me go, Bolong is grateful. Bolong put his hand on his sword, faintly guarded.
"It seems that the poor Dao doesn't want to believe it if he doesn't say some secrets," the Taoist priest said with some distress: "It's a big sin to leak the secret of heaven, but if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" If you want to save people into the mountains, you can't say that you have to break some rules. As he spoke, he looked at Bo Long again: "You are taking a eunuch to the south, are you really going to Fengyang?" Who are you waiting for? ”
"I don't understand you!" Bolong was shocked, he had only revealed this plan to a few cronies, and he had never told anyone, but he didn't expect someone to be able to guess it, he couldn't help asking: "I have never told anyone in detail about this plan, where did you know?" ”
"Hehe, the poor road is known from here." The Taoist priest pointed to his word measurement stall, saying that it was just a broken table and a small chair, and there were two long flags next to it, one was "Iron Mouth God Broken", and the other was "Word Measurement Like God", which was no different from Mr. Word Measurement who ran the rivers and lakes.
Bolong knew that this person was unfathomable, and he didn't bring his brother here, so he had little chance of winning if he clashed head-on. Fortunately, this person has been pulling himself to measure the word, and there should not be much malice, so he said: "In that case, then I'll test the word, but how much gold does the Taoist priest want?" I'm a poor fighter, but I don't have any money. ”
"Poor Dao doesn't want money now, and when the time comes, someone will naturally give money." The Taoist priest smiled, "Please." ”
Seeing this, Bolong wanted to write a word, but when he saw the sugar gourd skewer he had just dropped, his heart moved, but he picked up the pen and wrote the word "sugar" on the white cloth on the table.
When the Taoist priest saw this word, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and this trace of regret was keenly captured by Bo Long, and he couldn't help but jump in his heart, "Could it be that this sugar word is not good?" He was quite convinced of these Shinto things, so when he saw that the Taoist priest was sorry, he was a little scared in his heart.
"Dare to ask the strong man, what is the word test?"
"Let's test your karma!"
The Taoist priest shook his head: "If you measure merit, this word is not a good word, rice is Juelu, if a strong man goes all the way, he will naturally have fame and fortune; It's just that the Tang character is empty, and in the end it is just empty, so it is better to put down your fame and follow the poor road into the mountains to practice. ”
Bolong was first happy in his heart, and then surprised, happy because his plan seemed to be successful, and he could also lead his brothers to make a career, but he was surprised because the final outcome was not good, and it seemed inevitable that the rabbit would die and the dog would cook, and the bird would hide the bow.
"In that case, is there a way to break it?" Beron asked with a little urgency.
"It's not impossible, if a strong man goes into the mountains to practice with the poor road, let go of your brothers, and ignore the world, he can naturally avoid disasters!" The Taoist priest's words are ordinary, but in Bolong's ears, it is like a shock!