Chapter 170

Each has its own means

Mei Changsheng hadn't seen Zhuge Guo yet, so he was rushed out by Huang Yueying, and told him very seriously that if he couldn't get Ma Jun this time, he wouldn't want to see Zhuge Guo again

Reluctantly leaving Zhuge Mansion, Mei Changsheng took Zhao Bo to walk down the street of the Sichuan Qing Inn, secretly observed the surrounding environment, and did not meet Xiahou Ba and others, probably went somewhere else

After returning home, after perfecting the plan, preparing, and having arrived at night, Shi Ping came to report to Xiahou Ba, and went out again, and Mei Changsheng immediately came up to the cloth village next to the inn

When Mei Changsheng explained his identity and put five hundred dollars in front of the boss of the cloth village, the boss naturally didn't say anything more, and let Mei Changsheng toss in his house, even if he didn't give money, he didn't dare not agree

Behind the guest room where Ma Jun lived was the warehouse of this cloth village, Mei Changsheng observed, and instructed the taxi table brought to the pet, "Dig a tunnel from here, dig here just under the bed, you should be fast."

On the other side, I arranged with the owner of the Sichuan Inn that no matter what happens tonight, don't panic, prepare more buckets to prepare for the fire at night, which makes the owner of the store baffled

—Until the third watch in the second half of the night, the owner of the Sichuan Qing Inn still couldn't sleep, in fact, he didn't sleep at all, - listened to the movement outside, but quietly—there was no sound, which made him even more uneasy

"It's on fire, come and put out the fire!" Just when he was nervous, someone suddenly shouted in the backyard, and this shouting startled him to jump out of bed, and rushed out of the shoes without wearing them, and the backyard was already blazing!

The innkeeper was frightened, he never thought that Jingran was going to put out the fire in the inn, so he hurriedly picked up the guys in the shop and went to the buckets and pots and pans to put out the fire

The fire in the two rooms connected to each other in the backyard was so fierce that no one could get in, so they had to shout outside, and the bearded young man who had moved in the other day was embarrassed, and he repeatedly risked his life to rush into the guest room by the corridor, where it was the weakest of those people, his companion

But now the fire had come out of the room, and it was impossible to go in to save anyone, and his companions held him to death, and everyone could have thought that the people inside might have been burned to ashes

The innkeeper sat paralyzed on the ground, and now he was in a hurry, and it seemed that his business was about to come to an end

—After burning for more than half an hour, the fire gradually subsided, and he hurried over to check with the help of his man, only to see that the whole house had been burned to the four walls, and the roof beams on the roof had fallen crookedly

The room was a mess, scorched ash everywhere, and the place where the bed was made in the corner was curled up in a charred black, clearly in the shape of a person, and the innkeeper's eyes were black, and he fainted instantly

After a while, there was a sonorous clash of armor from the street corner, and the patrolling taxi was alarmed by the movement here, and hurried under the leadership of Xiang Pet, and quickly surrounded the inn, looking for the arsonist

In the city of Chengdu, Mei Changsheng did whatever it took to get talents, and even became an arsonist, and the final selection of the civil and military competition was half a month, and he was still in the process of signing up for screening

The Sichuan Qing Inn's - the fire, let people guess that the bearded young man - left Chengdu the next day, although the official table tennis did not find those people's troubles is lucky, plus the companion was burned to death, how can he be in the mood to stay and watch the game?

Chengdu inside and outside the city is extraordinary, every day there are all kinds of strange things happening, martial arts, cultural fights, and even wine fights, there are no surprises, and at this time in the vast snow in the north, Ma Chao and Zhang Bao - Xing met the sentry of the Qiang tribe

Looking at the white snowfield, Zhang Bao couldn't help but breathe, and looked around in a daze, wanting to express something, but couldn't say what he felt in his heart, so he had to shout

"As I said before, it's hard to imagine the vastness of the snowfields in the north unless you see them with your own eyes, and here you can completely unleash yourself."

Mi Zhu also stretched out his neck from the thick fur to breathe a sigh of relief, "I feel much more comfortable here"

Ma Chao buried his head in the snow and galloped wantonly, from time to time looking up to the sky and howling, even a little hysterical, heroic, but hidden pathos and desolation, running straight to the war horse sweating, only to come back silently, looking at the direction of Tianshui and silent

Ma Dai understood that his brother remembered what happened in Xiliang before, first by Cao Cao to kill the three clans, and then by Yang Fu and others who calculated and betrayed his subordinates, - dozens of family members died in Huangquan, and no one could understand the sadness and anger buried in his heart

The hatred of killing the father and destroying the clan is not shared with the sky, and there are a few people who understand how much bitterness and pain are hidden under the wild and uninhibited smile of the elder brother

Zhang Bao came back from the wonderful snow scene, only then did he feel chills, let go of the reins, crossed his hands into his sleeves, and said with a cursor around his neck, "It's still you—you're wise, if you don't bring these clothes at that time, I'm afraid I'm going to turn into a popsicle......"

At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared from the thick snow on the slope, stretching their bows and arrows, and pointing at those people with swords and guns

These people were lying in ambush in the snow, and the men rushed out suddenly, and Ma Chao suddenly grabbed the reins of the horse, and the war horse neighed, and the man stood up, and the snow flakes on the horse's hooves scattered with a clatter

Before Zhang Bao's hand could be taken out of his sleeve, the mount was frightened, and the subordinate lifted him down, rolled him into the snow, got up and shouted angrily, "Bold, who is in my way?"

Those people were all wearing animal skin coats, sheepskins, deer skins, etc., with thick felt hats, and they should be dressed as Qiang people, Ma Chao comforted the mounts, looked at those people coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Are you waiting to be a fan of the king's subordinates?"

One of them was stunned, and when he saw that Ma Chao could speak the words of the Qiang people, he replied, "Exactly, what do you, the Han people want to do?"

Ma Chao didn't answer and asked, "How many trips do you have from here to your king's tent?"

The man's face changed, and he exclaimed, "Who are you?" But the details sent by the Han army?"

Ma Chao laughed when he heard this, "P, if I am a sentry, how can I pass by openly and let you find out?" I'm looking for you, the king, if you have something important to talk about, go and report it quickly!"

The man hesitated, staring at Ma Chao and Zhang Bao suspiciously, these two guys - it is not easy to deal with each other, and they are still holding a table tennis weapon, but it doesn't look like they are here to talk about things, and asked, "Who are you?"

Ma Chao snorted coldly, two white gases erupted from his nostrils, and he said proudly, "Xiliang Ma Chao is also?" Huh?" The man stepped back, and even the few Qiang people behind him changed their faces slightly, and they unconsciously approached each other, and the ping-pong weapons in their hands were raised again, and the few holding bows and arrows even drew their longbows to squeak

----- to find out what happens next, see the next chapter-------

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