Five miles south of Zhujiazhuang, in a hidden valley, a group of men dressed in coarse linen clothes are lined up in a neat phalanx, all holding bright knives and guns in their hands.

This group of people has long and wide faces, many of them still have curly hair, and their faces are fierce, not like people from the Central Plains, but like Liaojin people from the North.

At the front of the line, two men in fancy clothes were discussing something.

The man with an extraordinarily burly face and a full beard looked displeased, as if he was complaining about something, and he shouted contemptuously, "General Liu, your Han people's clothes are really troublesome, and they are not as comfortable as our Da Liao's Hu clothes. "A broken Central Plains language makes people feel the urge to vomit when they hear it.

The man named General Liu smiled, as if he hadn't heard the sarcasm in his words at all, "Yes, yes, what the general said is that the villain asks a question that shouldn't be asked, I don't know when the general will act, I'm afraid that it will change later." ”

"General Liu, you don't have to worry, as long as Brother Yelu comes, there is no need to worry about this matter." Between the words, there is full confidence.

"Yes, yes." General Liu only promised.

After a while, there was a sound of horses roaring at the mouth of the valley, and a man at the head was burly, with incomparable determination in his eyes, and in addition, he seemed to be worried.

As soon as the two saw this man, they hurriedly ran over and bowed their hands, "General Yelu (big brother), you are finally here." ”

The general surnamed Yelu had a calm face and said, "There are a few difficult officers and soldiers on the road, fortunately, we have changed our clothes, and our uncle's seal helps, by the way, second brother, has the situation in the village been clarified?" ”

"Big brother, don't worry, we have already had someone mixed into one of the forces called Dragon Guardian Pavilion, the situation has been figured out, as long as the people inside release the signal, we can grab that thing."

"Okay." The general surnamed Yelu breathed a long sigh of relief, his heart was actually full of worry, "Now Daliao is in chaos, there is a Jin State eyeing the tiger in the front, and then the Song Dynasty is waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack, and Emperor Liao Tianzuo was defeated by the Jin State in Huanglong Mansion, and his vitality is greatly damaged, now, I hope that kind of thing can really help the Liao State get out of the current predicament." ”

But of course he wouldn't say these decadent words before the war, he smiled and pretended to be very sure and said, "General Liu, don't you Han people have a saying called praying mantis catches cicadas, and yellow finches are behind?" Now, we're the yellow finch, so let's let the fools in the village fight enough. Ha, ha. ”

After saying that, there was a burst of unbridled laughter.

General Liu had to laugh with him, but no one noticed a trace of gloom in the corner of his eyes, and he sneered in his heart, "Yellow Sparrow? You are also worthy of being a yellow finch, this picture is just a gift from you to General Wanyan for me, hehe. ”

The tension outside Zhujiazhuang is even more unpredictable.

Wu Song is going to the square in the house at this time, today is the day of the Zhujiazhuang competition, in addition to Qinglong and Fang Jie, who already know their identities, the other two forces will also surface, Wu Song also has some expectations for this.

Except for Shishi, Shi Jin, and Gongsun Sheng, Wu Song did not let others accompany him to the square, but left Suzaku, Liu Meier, An Daoquan and others in the resting place, after all, the sword had no eyes during the competition, and Wu Song didn't want them to be hurt if they didn't know martial arts.

When he came to the entrance of the large square in the center of the house, Wu Song met two old acquaintances, Hu Sanniang and Zhu Biao, who were followed by a bunch of villagers.

As soon as Hu Sanniang saw Wu Song, she couldn't help but feel good when she saw that he was not accompanied by yesterday's beauty. She deliberately held Zhu Biao's arm and walked in front of Wu Song, looking proud.

Zhu Biao's eyes were full of resentment when he looked at Wu Song, and he said in an unkind tone, "Wu Dutong, I hope you have a big life today, and don't let others beat you to death during the competition, otherwise I will definitely be sad, hehe." ”

Wu Song looked at this clown, and didn't want to pay attention to him, but the stone beside him was gone, he stepped forward, glared at his bull's eye and shouted, "You little bastard, how did you talk to my eldest brother, believe it or not, I will kill you." ”

In fact, Zhu Biao had already discovered the stone, but he forced himself not to look at him, and now that the stone was so close to him, he could even feel his panting.

As if thinking of something, Zhu Biao hit a spirit, and a certain part of his body felt a slight pain. Although it was the height of summer at this time, a cold air for no reason came from the soles of Zhu Biao's feet to the top of his head, and his face immediately turned pale, and he actually took two steps back.

Wu Song saw that Zhu Biao was scared like that by the stone, and he was also a little funny in his heart, he pulled back the stone and said to Zhu Biao contemptuously, "Stone, why are you angry, a barking dog, do we need to ignore him?" ”

After speaking, he didn't look back, and walked directly into the square, and after the stone snorted, he also followed.

Leaving only a pale face Zhu Biao, Hu Sanniang saw that Zhu Biao was bullied like this, but he didn't even dare to reply, with an angry look on his face, he glanced at Wu Song's back, snorted arrogantly, ignored Zhu Biao, and walked directly into the square.

Wu Song had already arrived in the square, he looked around, and sure enough, he found a few new faces. A group of men with knives in red clothes and black pants and a group of young men with righteous faces.

The men in red clothes and black pants had gloomy eyes, except for the three people in the lead, who were wearing knives, the rest were all standing with their hands tied, and they didn't know what kind of weapons they used. The three leader-looking people just glanced at Wu Song and didn't pay too much attention. Wu Song found that from time to time, these three people used their spare eyes to look at the group of people next to them, that is, the group of young men with righteous faces.

Wu Song shifted his attention to them, those people were also led by three people, two of them Wu Song couldn't see anything unusual, but the third thin man gave Wu Song a strange feeling, as for what was wrong, Wu Song couldn't say it for a while, so he had to be secretly vigilant against this person in his heart.

Sitting on the top is naturally Zhu Lao Gong and others, among which Zhu Long looks at Wu Song's side from time to time, Wu Song is clear in his heart, but he has looked at it for a long time, but he has not seen Fang Jie and Qinglong and others, so he has to continue to wait here.

After a while, the figures of Fang Jie and the others finally appeared, and everyone's eyes focused on him, especially the group of people in red clothes and black pants, who were even more like facing a great enemy, and their brows were furrowed.

Wu Song also stared at Fang Jie and the group tightly, as he saw a familiar face. Fang Jie walked towards Wu Song, and Wu Song hurriedly stood up, a little excited in his heart, because he saw Wang Jin behind Fang Jie.

"Brother Wang." The stone had already rushed up and shouted.

It turned out that Fang Jie had released Wang Jin in advance, Wu Song was naturally happy to do so, he knew in his heart that this was Fang Jie's signal of goodwill to him again, intended to show his trust in himself. Thinking of Fang La's final downfall, Wu Song also felt pity in his heart, and he thought in his heart that maybe he could make some articles through Fang Jie.

In the end, after Qinglong walked into the square alone and sat down quietly, the old lady Zhu who was sitting at the top spoke, "Since everyone is here, let the old man say a few nonsense." ”

Zhu Lao Ma said very modestly, and he also understood that none of these forces under his seat could be provoked by their Zhujiazhuang.

He paused for a moment and continued, "I won't say polite words, I know that this picture is not what I wish the family village can have, so today is here to compete, everyone has the ability to live there." ”

Then, he said to Luan Tingyu in front of him, "Teacher Luan, please go and take this picture down on the elevated shelf, and try the truth from everyone." ”

Luan Tingyu didn't answer, came to the elevated in the center of the square, kicked and kicked, and immediately jumped three or four meters, he took the wooden box, and took out a yellow scroll painting inside.

Suddenly, everyone's attention was focused on the painting. Wu Song also looked over with great interest. I saw that although this picture has not been unfolded, judging from the quaint color on the back of it, it is indeed some years old.

Some people's eyes had already shown a look of impatience, but when they saw that there were other forces on the side, they had to hide the heat in their eyes, but their eyes were staring at it tightly, and they barely had time to blink.

Luan Tingyu turned to look at the old lady Zhu, the old lady nodded at him, he turned his head, slowly unfolded the Tushu in his hand, and shouted at the same time, "Tuxian, the competition begins." ”