Volume 1: Bloody Joy Chapter 10 The Holy Maiden

The small temple on the long street is windy, the knife is cold and decaying, the lonely shadow is sprinkled with blood, and the single tears wipe the green clothes.

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Zhiyan, who was sitting crookedly next to Cao San, actually giggled after listening to the old man Yang Guan, as if he had heard some big joke, he said while laughing: "Old Yang Guan, don't bluff us outsiders, you say that kid is the lone wolf who kills people without blinking?

Yang Guan's face was solemn, and he said: "How dare I, a stableman who can't carry it on my shoulders and can't lift it in my hands, to laugh with you." โ€

Bo Wu behind Cao San pursed his lips and said in the border city dialect: "Excuse, I see that this old boy who raises horses knows how to bluff people, and when I go back, I will tell the young master to dispose of him!"

Elder Yang Guan listened to Bowu's words, his brows twitched slightly, and then he picked up the teacup and took a sip in the border city dialect: "Only your master has the right to decide my life and death." After speaking, he raised his eyes and stared at Bowu and said, "Is it possible that your young master wants to kill his father and seize power?"

Bo Wuwan didn't expect that Yang Guan Lao could understand the dialect of the border city in the Western Regions, first his face turned red with shame, and then he made a "grunt" sound in his throat, just like a vicious dog that was about to attack.

Cao San sighed, turned his face to glance at Bo Wu, and shook his head at him.

Bo Wu looked at Cao Sanyi and pursed his lips, snorted angrily and turned his face to look out the door.

At this time, the sky outside this gate was constantly flashing, and the thunder was rolling.

Cao San bowed to the old Yang Pavilion and said: "Old Yang Pavilion, the young master of my family, he can't be regarded as robbing a horse, you must know that we paid the gold coin, and it is just a horse, this matter is very small, you can see if you can find some relationship, according to your old Zhongzhou saying, we have turned this matter into a small matter, and a small matter." โ€

Yang Guan Lao sighed and said: "Hey, if others are okay to say, but provoke him as a madman......" After saying that, his face was frightened, and he paused before saying: "I have already reported this matter to Yang Gong and the master, and now it seems that I can only count on Yang Gong to come forward." โ€

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After a night of thunder, the rain stopped for a while, and when the roosters crowed, the rain came again with a strong wind.

Dong Zhongying listened to Cao San's words, looked at Tao Er beside him, and then lowered his eyes and said: "I think that the old man of the Yang Pavilion is respectful to me, yesterday's performance is indeed abnormal, according to me, ninety percent of what he said is true." After saying that, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was smiling, but he didn't know what he was thinking, and only waited for a long time for Dong Zhongying to speak: "Since we know who he is, then we will find a way to solve it ourselves! Tao Er, you take a few brothers to find him, let him disappear from this world." โ€

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The Northern Dynasty Zhengguo went to Beijing to take the capital.

Let's say that the four squares in the southeast of this Xidu City are all places where the poor gather.

There is a holy goddess in the middle of these four squares, now it is dilapidated, the outer wall collapsed, the three major halls barely leak rainwater, but the doors and windows have been demolished by the surrounding residents, the statue of the ancient saint in the main hall has long been unmaintained, the original gorgeous clothes are not known to be picked off by who in that year and month, only the naked body carved by white jade stands on the altar. The statue of the saint resembles a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman, with a graceful posture, which can be described as a peerless city, but now there is no one to support her, but she can only look at the suffering of this world with a cold eye.

Zhanhong's right shoulder was blown by the cold wind, and he didn't sleep all night and his mind was dizzy. He stepped into the temple of the Holy Maiden with one foot, and the lightning flashed in the sky, illuminating the Holy Maiden on the altar. In a trance, Zhanhong seemed to see that it was Zhen Er standing on the altar, looking down at himself.

A thunderclap pulled Zhanhong back to reality from his trance, he walked to the altar in a few steps, pushed open the incense case with a broken leg, and squatted down to grope in front of the altar.

At this moment, there was another thunderclap outside the main hall, and after the thunder, a woman's voice at the door said, "Don't look for it, the crying blade has been withdrawn." โ€

Zhan Hong turned around when he heard the sound, and there was a woman in Tsing Yi standing at the door, wearing a robe, a hat, a light veil, and only her eyes were exposed. Zhanhong stood up, smiled and said, "You're here." โ€

The woman in Tsing Yi entered the main hall and said, "The lord knows that you have lost the white horse. โ€

Zhanhong kept a smile on his face and looked at the woman in Tsing Yi in front of him.

The woman in Tsing Yi sighed and said, "The lord asked me to tell you, forget it, he asked you to go back, and there are BMW horses for you to choose from." โ€

Zhan Hong put away his smile, took a step towards the woman and said, "They not only stole my horse, but also made me lose Zhen'er." โ€

The woman in Tsing Yi was stunned for a long time when she heard the name of "Zhen'er", and said with complicated eyes: "Zhen'er, Zhen'er, what Zhen'er is there?"

There was a gust of wind, and the rain was blown into the main hall. Zhanhong walked around the woman and walked out the door, and said softly as he passed by the woman in Tsing Yi, "Autumn leaves, tell your lord that this is not a matter of a horse. โ€

Autumn leaves turned around abruptly and shouted at Zhanhong's back, "What's in it for you to disobey the lord like this?"

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Out of the Holy Maiden Temple in the center of the southeast four squares, Zhanhong walked to the west.

The north side of this road to the west is called "Anle", and the south side is called "Xinglong", but the irony is that there is neither happiness nor prosperity here, at a glance, the shops on the street are all dilapidated, except for a few grocery stores, there are some shops that make and sell longevity materials, and there are also a few stalls that look at the tomb in the middle of the sporadic point.

Zhanhong wiped the rain from his face, and looked at the street where there were no other pedestrians. The autumn leaves in the holy goddess behind him didn't follow, and it seemed that there was only him in the majestic rain.

Let's see that in the midst of this rain curtain, three people slowly walked out of the north-south Jiazi alley of Anle Fang on the north side, and these three people followed more than a dozen steps away from the right rear of Zhanhong.

Immediately afterwards, two people also came out of the Xinglongfang Hutong on the south side, and followed more than ten steps away from the left of Zhanhong. If Zhanhong is fast, they will be fast, and if Zhanhong is slow, they will be slow.

The thunder god in the heavenly palace seemed to be a naughty child, flashed briefly without warning, and then there was a thunderstorm, and with the thunder, the five people behind Zhanhong almost rushed towards Zhanhong at the same time, aiming at Zhanhong with the crossbow in his hand, the trigger was pulled, the crossbow string roared angrily, and the arrows pierced the rain curtain like meteors.

Zhanhong found out that it was too late, and barely dodged three arrows, but his right shoulder and cheek were cut by crossbow arrows, and blood flowed when he landed.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, and he didn't want to think about it at all, these five people had already come to Zhanhong's approach, and five scimitars from the Western Regions slashed at him from above, below, left, right, and middle.

Zhanhong had no choice but to exert his strength under his feet and jump backwards, narrowly dodging the blade, and quickly turned around and ran towards a longevity shop on the north side.