Yellow River Road.

Fork in the road.

The sun hangs high.

It was noon, the sun was scorching, the earth was scorching, and the air near the ground was a little twisted and empty.

Fang Bei and Xue Ling were wearing a hat, stepping on straw sandals, dressed as merchants, and walking one after the other on the hot yellow mud ground.

"May I ask a question?" Fang Bei said quietly in the back: "Do you know Yang Zhi?" ”

"Yang Zhi?" Xue Ling was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I don't know, who is he." ”

"Nicknamed the Blue-Faced Beast!" Fang Bei gave Xue Ling an accentuated tone to remember: "His famous work is to escort the Birthday Gang, and then let all the accompanying soldiers dress up as merchants, and carry the gold beads and treasures in the burden. ”

"And he didn't hurry in the morning and evening when it was cool, but always in the daytime when the day was in the daytime, and when the sergeants complained about it, he took the rattan and drew it one by one."

Xue Ling finally understood: "You're sarcastic about me, right!" ”

The two of them are now the two merchants who are on the road under the big sun, and this time, Xue Ling is in charge of both the route of action and the method of assassination.

Xue Ling actually understood that this was Fang Bei's attempt to let her practice her hands, and Xue Ling didn't always want to be the burden that dragged her feet, so she readily agreed.

"Since you don't recognize the blue-faced beast Yang Zhi as your master." Fang Bei smiled: "Then let me ask you, what are we traveling in the big sun for?" ”

"Because?" Xue Ling was a little speechless for a while.

Yes, when she made her plan, she didn't consider the weather, because the camp of the Seventeen Yellow River thieves is one or two hundred miles away from Los Angeles, and they are not non-human beings like Sister Ping.

Xue Ling planned to disguise the two people as merchants and rush to the vicinity of the camp, and then ambush and kill them.

After all, bee needles are such a reassuring part.

Her bee wings are still growing, and such a plan is already relatively seamless.

At least in terms of disguise, Xue Ling still worked hard, and she kept in mind the information of every seventeen thieves of the Yellow River.

"Because you forgot that it's summer, and rain or shine, it seems to you that it's a little distance on the map, right?" Don't be sarcastic.

In fact, Fang Bei didn't really care about this, but Xue Ling's maturity itself was a gradual process, if he didn't let Xue Ling participate, then Xue Ling might never be able to grow.

This is contrary to the original intent of Fang Bei.

Besides, the task of the Seventeen Thieves of the Yellow River this time is really simple, it belongs to the kind of task that will not fail if you close your eyes, and it is also a very suitable training task.

Xue Ling was speechless.

She really hadn't thought about it.

"The wings of the hive need to plan everything back and forth, including rushing, entanglement, retreat routes, assassination methods, etc., etc." Fang Bei said quietly: "After all, I'm just a bee needle, and I don't get paid twice." ”

Xue Ling nodded, accepting the teachings with an open mind, and at this time, the sound of horses' hooves came from behind him.

Xue Ling looked back and saw a group of four horsemen, who were galloping towards him, all four horses were all white, fat and strong, with a high head and long body, and they were excellent horses at first glance.

"Huh~~!" Walked to the fork in the road, the man led by pulled the reins, rode the horse to stop, looked at the two forks in the road, made a difficulty, and saw Xue Ling Fang who was hurrying, the horse whip was raised, and he said: "You two, do you know how to go to the camp of the seventeen thieves of the Yellow River?" ”

Xue Ling raised his eyes and saw that these four people were all dressed in cyan silk, with jade on their waists, saddles with knives, and their ages were all twenty years old, looking high-spirited.

"What are you looking for the Seventeen Yellow River Thieves?" Xue Ling asked, lowering her voice so that they couldn't hear that she was a woman.

"Little people, don't care about so much." The man at the head laughed and said: "Of course, it is chivalrous and righteous, and the harm is eliminated for the people, we heard that the seventeen thieves of the Yellow River have done evil on both sides of the Yellow River, and have been in trouble for many years. ”

Xue Ling had mixed feelings after listening, and before he could speak, he heard Fang Bei behind him nod: "In this way, the four heroes, the camp of the seventeen thieves of the Yellow River, please go this way." ”

With that, Fang Bei stretched out his hand and pointed them the way.

"You kid, you have eyes." The leader nodded in satisfaction, took out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms, raised his hand and threw them on the ground: "I've rewarded you." ”

So saying, he shouted that his brothers were walking, and the four horses, freshly clothed and angry, kicked the horses in the belly, and the horses galloped and went forward in dust.

Xue Ling was speechless for a while, but saw Fang Bei looking down to pick up silver in the dust.

"Hey, the poor don't get food, okay, are you embarrassed?" Xue Ling looked at Fang Bei, who was squatting on the ground, and teased.

However, she knew that Fang Bei could even touch the corpse up and down to find something without any guilt from the person who had just died, and then sprinkle corpse powder to destroy the corpse, this kind of thing of bowing his head and picking up money, he would definitely not refuse.

Don't say that you threw the money on the ground, even if you threw the money in Fang Bei's face, Fang Bei would smile and say thank you.

"After all, it's money for their corpses." Fang Bei finished picking up the silver and weighed it in his hand: "Yes, there are enough five coins of silver, these heroes are really generous and can throw me a month's monthly money to smash people." ”

Xue Ling's three words of collecting the corpse money were clear: "Are you sure they are going to die?" So why do you still show them the right way? ”

"Will they thank us if we point to the wrong path?" Fang Bei smiled and said, "No, they will give us a whip directly when they come back after they find out that they have been fooled." ”

"They ask for directions, and I'm not wrong to show the way."

Xue Ling sighed: "You always have a point, but I always feel that this is not good." ”

"Good or bad, let's go." Fang Bei said: "In this Jianghu, everyone thinks that they will be the unique protagonist. ”

"The protagonist doesn't die."

"Those who die are all fake protagonists."

Fang Bei gently patted Xue Ling's hat: "But the rivers and lakes are so big, how many protagonists are there?" ”

With that, Fang Bei moved forward on his own and followed their horseshoe prints.

Xue Ling asked behind Fang Bei, "Then will you die?" ”

Fang Bei looked back, spread his hands and smiled: "I try to avoid it." ”

……

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At the end of this correct fork in the road, the earth-yellow banner of the 17 thieves of the Yellow River fluttered high on the camp near the mountains and rivers.

Four white horses were tied to the gate of the wall.

Next to the flag, four flagpoles stand.

On a flagpole was the head of a man still dripping with blood.