The dishes were quickly served, Chunlan tasted a bite of the golden crisp that was charred on the outside and crispy on the inside, clapped her hands, kept praising it, and insisted on holding a piece and stuffing it in Su Ming's mouth.

Su Meng looked at the two of them looking at him expectantly, chewed the crispy delicacy in his mouth slowly, swallowed it and said with a smile: "It's really delicious!" ”

Cherry smiled, "I'm not wrong! After speaking, he and Chunlan ate it happily.

After a meal, Chunlan was full of praise for Yuanyi Teahouse, and felt satisfied when she touched her bulging belly.

"Jinkou crisp is so delicious, miss, why don't we bring one to Lao Zhao too?" Cherry asked quietly.

"Take it, he's hungry after waiting outside for so long!"

Cherry noodles were overjoyed, and ran to the checkout with the silver.

Lao Zhao sat on the wheel, leaned his head against the door and took a nap, and when he heard footsteps and calls, he opened his eyes.

"Lao Zhao~ Miss brought you a golden cake!" Cherry stuffed the kraft paper into Lao Zhao's hand, and then helped Su Luo into the carriage with Chunlan.

Lao Zhao carefully held the still hot golden cake in his hand, and thanked him, "Thank you so much, Miss!" ”

Su Meng sat in the shady car box, shook his head with a smile, "Don't thank me, this is the idea of these two girls!" ”

Chunlan nudged Lao Zhao's arm and said hurriedly: "You can taste it now, but it's still hot!" Old Zhao Hanhan smiled and scratched his head, "I'd better send Miss to Yongsheng Temple first!" ”

Su Meng knew that his personality was simple and honest, and he was not reluctant, "Okay! ”

Lao Zhao smiled and carefully stuffed the kraft paper into his arms, and then drove the horse away.

The two men hiding opposite overheard their conversation, one continued to follow, and the other rushed to report to the buyer.

The carriage departed from the bustling and noisy area and slowly drove towards the quieter temple.

In a hidden alley, a woman in yellow wearing a pointed hat stood at the end of the alley, and the man stared at her sadly, "They went to Yongsheng Temple, what do you want us to do?" ”

The woman let out a sharp stinging smile, her full red lips slightly opened, "Nonsense, of course it's all killed!" ”

The man took the order and left quickly.

The carriage drove into a verdant and quiet bamboo forest, and suddenly the noisy atmosphere of the capital dissipated, and the noisy sound was far away.

Cherry took a look at the curtain and said happily: "It's almost there!" ”

Lao Zhao smiled and said, "After this forest, you will arrive!" ”

Su Meng opened his eyes and saw that the bamboo forest was full of scattered birds, and the emerald green bamboo leaves kept swinging, making a rustling sound.

Suddenly, a silver light flew through the gap between the bamboo leaves and flew directly, Su Ming's eyes widened, and he reached out to pull the cherry back into the car.

The silver arrow pierced directly into Lao Zhao's throat like electricity, Lao Zhao swallowed with a snort, Cherry fell on the wooden board of the carriage in horror, the sharp arrow just now was only a few centimeters away from the tip of her nose, blood splashed on her face, she gasped heavily, silver beans dripped from her face little by little, and Lao Zhao, who was still talking to them just now, lost his breath in an instant.

Chunlan looked at her in a daze, and hurriedly pulled her into the carriage.

Su Meng took out his saber and a few crossbows from the seat compartment, handed them the crossbows, tore a piece of cloth along the skirt to tie his right hand, and said calmly: "It's not safe to sit in the car, take the crossbow arrows and go with me." ”

Chunlan did so, watching Cherry staring at the curtain, she hurriedly persuaded, "Cherry, hold the crossbow arrow, do you hear?" ”

Cherry opened her wet eyes and trembled as she grabbed the crossbow on the ground.

"Get everything in the carriage down!" The man's rude roar rang out outside the carriage, and footsteps drew closer.

Su Meng gritted his teeth, took out the whistle from his sleeve, walked out of the curtain, and shot towards the sky, the crisp sound echoed over the bamboo forest, startling more birds to fly.

Chunlan followed behind Su Meng with a crossbow arrow, leading Cherry behind her back.

"Damn, she's sending letters!" The tall, thin man twisted his neck, his bones clattering.

Su Meng saw two men with sharp beaks and dark faces, and pulled his lips and smiled, "Who is calling you here?" I'm also from a general's family, and if I send you two three-legged cat kung fu to deal with me, I can't help but look down on the Su family too much! ”

The pockmarked man spat on the ground, "I'm sorry, if you're really so powerful, you still need to report the news, brother, don't force her, finish it early!" The man slowly raised the axe in his hand and approached step by step.

Another man approached with a stick and a wicked smile.

Cherry trembled nervously, grabbed the crossbow and shot it, the crossbow arrow instantly sank into the thin and tall calf, and the man let out a heart-wrenching shout.

Chunlan looked back at her, "That's a good job!" Cherry looked back at her with a panicked expression.

The pock-faced man watched his partner suffer from the seedlings, roared angrily and rushed up with an axe, and the fat on his body trembled violently layer by layer.

Su Meng drew his sword out of its sheath and stared at him coldly. The axe slashed down, Su Meng dodged sideways, and swung his sword straight at the pock-faced man.

The pock-faced man stepped back and swung the axe again, the axe wind was sharp and split the bamboo leaves flying in the air into two, and Su Luo leaned back, dodging the axe wind that was in danger of reaching his throat.

Su Meng swung his sword invisibly, his footsteps did not stop, his posture was agile, and he cut the hands and feet of the numb-faced man, and Yin Yin's blood gushed out. The pock-faced man stared at the round eyes, opened his mouth, and wanted to swing the axe again.

Su Meng stared at his hand and released an arrow, the arrow passed through the arm of the pock-faced man, and was nailed to the bamboo stem on the side with blood, and the axe fell to the ground with a clatter.

The pock-faced man glared at her angrily and shouted, "Ma Zai, you're here to help!" ”

The limping horse boy was crying without tears against the stick, thinking that these two little girls were easy to deal with, but the equipment was better than his own, one of them stood and stared at himself, his stick had not touched a hair of the human girl, and the arrow on the other side drilled into his left shoulder, and the pain of muscle tearing made his sweat flow.

The pock-faced man struggled to swing his fist with his left arm, but Su Meng was not polite to him, and waved his sword at his arm, his left arm was directly cut off, and the pock-faced man roared in pain.

Ma Tsai saw this situation, what kind of murder is this! This TM is to be counter-killed! He fell to his knees and begged for mercy, humming and crying.

Su Meng looked at the pock-faced man expressionlessly, and the cold sword slapped lightly on his face, making a snapping sound, "Just the two of you?" ”

When Ma Zai heard this, snot and tears soared, "Woman, just the two of us!" ”

Su Meng took the scabbard and stunned the pock-faced man fiercely, the pock-faced man fell to the ground in response, Ma Zai looked at his swollen red face, and said in a trembling voice: "He ......"

"Dizzy!" Su Meng turned around and replied.

Ma Tsai watched the woman walk against the light, and said tremblingly: "I don't want to ......"

Smack—

The horse boy lay on the ground without saying a word.

Su Meng looked at the two crooked melons and cracked dates, and said with a headache: "Tie them up!" I'm going to ask who I'm provoking! ”

When Su Shi rushed over, he saw two men who were tied up by five flowers being thrown aside, Chunlan and Cherry staying next to a corpse and losing their voices in pain, and Su Luo who was wiping his sword with a white handkerchief.

He stepped forward and asked Su Meng in a low voice, "Are you okay?" ”

Su Meng shook his head and said that it was okay, "These two people have caused my driver to be gone, you have to help me interrogate and interrogate, who is going to do it?" ”

"Don't worry, I'll help you find out!" Su Shi nodded.

Su Meng looked at the quiet path and sighed: "If you have blood on your hands, you won't go to the temple, and you won't have the opportunity to visit!" ”

A carload of people slowly left, two hazy figures appeared in the depths of the bamboo forest, and the little monk looked at the host and asked, "Just now the master said that someone is here, is she the person we are waiting for?" ”

The old host closed his eyes and pinched the Buddhist beads in his hand, "Maybe!" ”