"A traitor like him who kills his master with a hot hand deserves to die a hundred times, if it weren't for the fact that he was sent to the Taishan faction, I would have killed him now to pay tribute to the spirit of his master Tian Cong in the sky." The sword slave said indignantly.

In any case, a traitor or a person who killed Master is unforgivable. Zhao Zheng agreed.

The sword slave came here to talk about this matter, and he left after speaking.

Zhao Zheng stayed alone in the carriage, thinking about what happened along the way, and imagining the future development, sleepiness gradually hit, and he fell asleep in a meditative position.

The next day, just after dawn, the convoy was back on the road, heading to the final destination of the trip, Taishan Pai. This trip can be described as full of twists and turns, and now it is finally about to reach the destination, once Zhao Zheng is sent to the place, all kinds of potential troubles will disappear, and everyone's spirits are lifted.

Shen Luoxia, who pretended to be a maidservant, once again got into the carriage where Zhao Zheng was and chatted with her younger brother. Chatting and chatting, she suddenly became interested and suggested that Zhao Zheng take out the flute and play a piece of music to relieve the loneliness of the journey. Zhao Zheng did as he said, took out the cuizhu flute that he had always carried with him from his luggage bag, put it to his mouth, closed his eyes, and blew a curling rhythm.

The sound of the whistle drowned out the sound of the wheels moving and reverberated through the carriage, drifting through the cracks in the doors and into the distance.

The sword slave in the same carriage heard Zhao Zheng playing the flute for the first time, and he thought it was very good, and with the rhythm of the flute, he shook his thin little head.

As soon as the flute was halfway through, the sword slave's eyes suddenly shot out two rays of essence, and he stopped: "Zhao Zheng." Stop blowing. ”

The flute stopped. Zhao Zheng put down the cuizhu flute in his hand. asked, "Senior, what's wrong?" ”

"I heard a noise, someone was chasing this convoy at a hurry, if I guessed correctly, it should be someone from Black Wind Wolf Tooth Mountain chasing after me." The sword slave said with a calm face.

Zhao Zheng took a slight breath of cold air, and the hand holding the bamboo flute became three points tighter.

Shen Luoxia felt the subtle aura permeating the two of them, and said curiously: "What's wrong with you, isn't the relationship between Black Wind Wolf Tooth Mountain and you very good." What is there to be nervous about when they come. ”

"It's nothing, it's just that dealing with people who occupy the mountain is always a little uneasy." Zhao Zheng said casually.

The sword slave pushed open the car door and said proudly: "I'll go out to meet him and see who is chasing him." With that, he jumped out and disappeared.

Zhao Zheng didn't go out, but his luck amplified his five senses, and he listened to the wind and grass outside.

When the sword slave got outside, his toes tapped the air and flew away in the air. Several longitudinal crossings met the source of the sound heard. In the distance, I saw a figure rushing towards me. The speed is only faster than him, not slower, and it is also volleying. When the two of them were close to each other, they stopped and fell to the ground.

The sword slave looked at it intently, and saw that the person who came was wearing a Zhuzi deep coat, with a sword hanging from his waist, and his face was majestic, followed by a white falcon with fluttering wings and soaring. The person who came was none other than Xiao Tengfei, the master of the village under the general jurisdiction of Black Wind Langya Mountain!

Xiao Tengfei stood firm, with a worried face, hugged his fist at the sword slave, and greeted: "Brother sword slave, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon." ”

"Lord Dazhai, there will be a farewell for sending you thousands of miles, why do you bother to come all the way here to see us off." The sword slave said deliberately.

"Brother, you misunderstood, I didn't come this time to see you off, but to ask you something important."

"Looking at the face of the lord of the village, it seems that it is a little bad, could it be that something difficult has happened?"

"It's really a difficult thing, I gathered this morning to have a meeting with the deputy village master, and after the people arrived, they nodded their heads and found that the big flower face of the seven village owners was gone. At first I thought he had overdrunk and overslept and sent someone to look for him in his room, but he was not in the room at all, and the bed was neatly made as if no one had slept with him. I sent people around the mountain again, but I couldn't find any trace of him. He was fine yesterday, but today he is gone, there must be something strange in it. I suspected that someone had taken him away for some purpose, so I came over and asked. Xiao Tengfei explained. As he spoke, the white falcon flew close to him, landing obediently on his left shoulder, staring at the sword slave with round jewel-like eyes.

"That kid with a big flower face is missing?" The sword slave feigned shock.

"Yes, he's missing, and I sent people everywhere to look for him, but they couldn't find him."

"The owner of the village doesn't have to be in a hurry, I guess there should be nothing wrong. The man with the big flower face is silent, rarely has contact with people, has no enemies, and has no treasures, and no one will trouble him. I guess he just drank too much wine last night, and he got drunk in a corner with a bottle, and you should be able to find it if you send someone to look for it. The sword slave reassured.

"Listen to your tone, you don't seem to know anything about it?"

"Of course I don't know anything, I only found out after you told me about it." The sword slave narrowed his eyes as he spoke, with a look of displeasure on his face, "Could it be that the master of the big village is suspecting that we have taken Dahua Face away?" If that's the case, it's ridiculous. I really can't think of any value for someone like Big Flower Face to be taken captive. ”

"Brother Sword Slave misunderstood." Xiao Tengfei waved his hand and explained, "Guishanzhuang acts above board, and has no grievances with Da Hua Face, of course you will not do anything to Da Hua Face." The reason why I chased after me and asked was just to ask if you saw any strange people and things last night, and if you could provide me with some clues, not to suspect that you had taken Dahuaface away. To put it mildly, the big flower face is not a yellow flower girl, what are you doing to arrest him. ”

"Even if he is a yellow flower girl, no one dares to ask him for his flower-drawn face. Dazhai master, your trip is in vain, we have been calm all the way, we haven't seen anything, and we can't provide any clues. In my opinion, don't waste your efforts, go back to the mountains and look for it. I feel like he's still in the mountains. Sword Slave suggested.

"Okay. Since Brother Sword Slave said so, I won't bother, I wish you all a smooth journey. I'll go back to the mountains and look for it. Xiao Tengfei nodded.

"Farewell."

"Farewell."

The two clenched their fists at each other. Rose one after another. One flew towards Black Wind Langya Mountain, and the other jumped back into the convoy that was still on the move.

Although Zhao Zheng was in the carriage, he had heard the conversation between the two just now, and his slightly suspended heart was completely put back. It seems that Xiao Tengfei has dispelled his doubts and no longer doubts them. Even if Xiao Tengfei still had doubts in his heart, he didn't dare to embarrass the team without evidence. If nothing else, catch the big flower face. There should be no aftermath.

The convoy continued on its way, approaching the Tarzan faction day after day. In the days that followed, Xiao Tengfei and the people from Black Wind Langya Mountain never appeared again, and it is estimated that these people have given up the investigation. Dahua Face is just a Qizhai master, and his strength is not very strong, and he is a big step behind Zhao Zhengbi. The disappearance of this person is not a great loss for Black Wind Langya Mountain. Xiao Tengfei will not pursue it hard.

No matter how far the road is, there is a time when it is finished, and the convoy drove into the boundary of the "Lintian Mountain Range" in Changchun Mansion safely and soundly that day. The terrain of this mountain range is majestic and steep. The altitude is towering, taller and longer than the Wolong Mountains. Tarzan and the Tarzan faction are located in it.

The Lintian Mountains are from west to east, from low to high, and there are many branches in the mountain range, and the terrain is also more complex. There are not many roads leading to this mountain range, three of the best ones to take, and one road leads to the south. The convoy of Sword Forge Villa followed this path. Only this road is the most flat and wide, and it can be used by carriages and horses. If the convoy wants to reach Taishan Pai from the south, it can only take this road, and there is no other choice.

In the afternoon of this day, the spies who were exploring the road in front came back to report that there was an inn on the side of the road in front of them, called "Lujia Old Shop", and asked Jiannu if he wanted to lead the team to stop and rest.

After hearing this, the sword slave didn't take it too seriously, waved his hand and said that there was no need to rest, it was still early, and he should hurry up and continue to hurry.

When Zhao Zheng heard the name of "Lu's Old Store", he suddenly felt a little familiar, and after thinking about it for a while, he suddenly remembered something.

In this area, there is a black shop called the Lu family old shop, and the nature of this black shop is completely different from the nature of the Red Dust Inn. The Red Dust Inn pays attention to thieves and has a way, and will not kill innocents indiscriminately, and occasionally slaughter people with black hands, and the slaughterers are all river and ocean thieves, ocean snitches or corrupt officials. And this old Lu family store is different, this black shop is indiscriminate, as long as you see rich guests staying, you will secretly do it. In addition, the owner and proprietress of the Lu family's old store are also famous fugitives, and they have many criminal records before opening the black shop.

This pair of thieves and thieves, the man is called Lu Chong, and the nickname knife is not stained with blood, and the woman is called Yu Feihong, and the nickname is the tigress. Later, these two people got into a very powerful enemy, and they didn't dare to wander around the rivers and lakes, so they hid incognito in this mountain nest and ran a black shop.

If Zhao Zheng hadn't encountered this black shop, then it would have been forgotten, there were so many wicked people in this world, and he couldn't manage so many. But since he bumped into him, he had to take care of it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep well tonight.

"Senior Sword Slave, the convoy has been on the road for so many days, and people are sleepy and tired, so in my opinion, let's stop and rest for a night. The Taishan faction is close at hand, and it will be two days to catch up, and it will be two days to catch up slowly, so why bother in such a hurry. Zhao Zheng proposed.

"That's a mistake, this journey is a two-day road in a hurry, and a three-day road in a slow way." The sword slave pouted.

"The scenery of the Lintian Mountains is beautiful, the mountains and rivers are magnificent, if you are in a hurry, you will definitely miss the beautiful scenery along the road, is it a pity?"

"The Guilin Mansion we passed by a few days ago is beautiful enough, I have seen enough of all kinds of scenery, and it doesn't matter if I miss some views. Besides, I will have to be by your side for a long time to come, secretly protecting you. Since you want to stay in the Taishan faction, then I also have to stay in the Taishan faction, and I will have the opportunity to enjoy the scenery here in the future. ”

Zhao Zheng saw that the sword slave was unmoved, his eyes rolled, and he searched for a new excuse in his stomach, and said with a wry smile: "Okay." I'm not beating around the bush anymore, and I want to stay for another reason. These days, I am eating coarse tea and light rice, and the inside of my mouth is about to fade out of the bird, I want to stay for one night, eat and drink well, and ask my seniors for permission. ”

"Why are you so greedy, you kid is about to go to the Taishan faction, there is nothing to eat there, when you get to the Taishan faction, you can eat and drink as much as you want." The sword slave glared.

Zhao Zheng saw that the sword slave did not enter the oil and salt, and there was suffering in his heart. He has had a lot of foresight along the way, and in order to avoid arousing suspicion, he can no longer publicly say that the Lu family's old store is a black shop. If you want to deal with this black shop, you can only find other excuses to persuade the sword slave to let the convoy stay and stay, and then in the process of accommodation, find out the handle of this black shop, causing a conflict between the sword slave and the Lu family.

He was unwilling to give up, so he made a lot of hard work and found several other excuses, and finally persuaded the sword slave to change his mind and agree to let the convoy stay and rest.

Most of the people in the convoy were glad to hear that they could rest in the inn, and the coachman could not help but speed up as he drove his horse, and raised his whip with a crackling sound. The convoy soon arrived at the door of the Lu family's old store and stopped collectively.

The sword slave jumped out of the car and shouted at the courtyard gate of the old Lu family's shop: "Hey! Is there a pant, pop up one, we want to hit the sharp live store! ”

It didn't take long for a response to come from the courtyard, and I heard a man shouting: "Coming, coming, don't worry." The voice settled, and the man walked out, only to see that he had a short figure, wearing a dress with oily twists, his face was very honest, and his cheeks were full of beards, and he looked like he was forty and zero.

Zhao Zheng stood behind the sword slave, glared at the man who came out, and recognized this person at a glance that this person was the knife without blood. Lu Chong! From this point of view, this store is indeed the black store he knows in his memory.

The sword slave glanced at Lu Chong twice and asked, "Are you a guy from the inn?" ”

"If you go back to the uncle, the little one is not only the guy here, but also the shopkeeper here, the store is too small, and almost all the work is done by me." Lu Chong said with a smile.

"Okay, shopkeeper, I'm going to charter your inn for the next day and keep it for our group of people to rest, you can make a price."

Lu Chong was overjoyed when he heard this, pinched his hands and calculated it, and quoted a fairly real price.

The sword slave agreed, did not bargain, and gave another advice, and then led everyone into the courtyard of the inn.

Lu Chong nodded, with a smile on his face, and walked in front to lead the way. When he stepped into the courtyard, he glanced at the Zichu Sword hanging from Zhao Zheng's waist intentionally or unintentionally, and an imperceptible greedy color crossed his honest eyes. (To be continued......)