readx;? Some people die at the age of 25 and are buried at the age of 75, while some people are buried at the age of 75 but live forever in the hearts of others, and some people are so confused that they don't even care when they are buried, they don't care about themselves, and others don't care. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Not everyone can die vigorously, not everyone can die well, for the warriors on the battlefield, dying on the battlefield is a good death, for the literati and scholars, the death of a confidant is their mourning.

But the reality is often unsatisfactory, many peerless heroes when they were young were drowning and incontinent when they were dying, which was very ugly, but no one dared to say that they were not heroes.

Wei Wudi chose his own way of death, which was also extremely heroic in his opinion, but in the eyes of Yang Jing and the others, except for a long sigh, he really didn't know what to judge.

Liu Hanchao withdrew the horizontal knife, pulled out the long lance on the stone not far away, picked up the silver earrings on the ground, and returned them to Yang Jing.

Yang Jing pinched the silver earrings in the palm of his hand, and only then did he feel the pain caused by the tearing of the earlobe, but he only pinched it with a handkerchief for a while, and after stopping the bleeding, he didn't care about it anymore.

The big thread next to him took more than thirty phantom people, trembling and kneeling on the ground, they have a specialization in the art industry, they are just like those grandmaster-level craftsmen in Dali, they are only trying to do one thing well in their lives, so most of them don't know martial arts, even the Holy Sect Master Wei Wushu is dead, they naturally can't resist.

Yang Jing walked in front of them and looked at the big thread, but he saw that this person was about fifty years old, in fact, the brothers behind him were mainly elderly, several young people were men and women, all in their teens and twenties, compared to the old man's calmness, at this time he was so frightened that his soul was not possessed.

"What's your name?"

"The villain's name is Guan Yulong..."

"Guan Yulong's name is not bad, what you are doing is the trick of the spread of the fish dragon, I'm afraid this is just a stage name, right?"

Seeing Yang Jing's questioning, this big thread suddenly became nervous, and hurriedly said: "It's the stage name... The villain was young and sluggish, it was the master who raised me, and the stage name was also given by the master, but I can't remember my real name..."

Yang Jing heard this, and also nodded, during the Southern Song Dynasty, folk arts such as opera have flourished, Qinlou Chu Pavilion Goulan Tile House is everywhere, and there are many geisha engaged in the industry, and it is not surprising that many people will take stage names.

"Do you have a name for this team?"

"Lord Huiyu, there is a name, before I joined the church, the name of the team was called Huatuanjin, a few years ago I joined the church with dozens of other teams, and the other teams are all over the place, but we have been following the White Bull Our Lady..."

Yang Jing saw that this Guan Yulong did not hide Bai Guanyin and Wei Wudi's appreciation for them, and couldn't help but nodded, after all, now that Wei Wushu is dead, others still want to clear up their involvement, but this Guan Yulong did not do this.

Seeing that Yang Jing didn't speak, Guan Yulong hurriedly spoke: "Don't misunderstand, my lord, in order to force us to join the gang, the people of the White Bull Sect disguised themselves as officers and soldiers and killed all our family members.

When Guan Yulong said this, he couldn't help but burst into tears, and the other old men also burst into tears, and Yang Jing couldn't bear it.

"Now that you know the truth, why do you still help you to fight for the cruelty of the tiger? ”

Guan Yulong wiped a handful of tears, knocked on his heart and said: "If we had such the ability of an adult, I would have killed these thieves thousands of times, but my old brothers are soft eggs without hands and feet, and our hearts have long been like ashes, if it weren't for this craft, we would have committed suicide a long time ago, and went to the underworld to reunite with our families..."

Guan Yulong trembled and pointed to the young men and women in the team, and continued to Yang Jing: "Our team is handed down from the village, and it is said that it is from the old immortals of Yuji in the Three Kingdoms, our lives are not valuable, but this craft cannot be broken, so I want to pass it on to these young people, and when they are out of school, we don't have to do evil for the enemy anymore..."

Guan Yulong said this, it was inevitable that there would be another handful of old tears, everyone else was also whimpering and crying, and those young people were also lying on the ground and sobbing.

Yang Jing nodded, helped Guan Yulong up, and said to the others: "Get up, don't hide it, this official is Yang Jing, the inspection and observation envoy of the southwest roads, if you are willing, how about following me in the future?"

Guan Yulong was helped by Yang Jing, and suddenly felt flattered, and at this time he heard that Yang Jing was willing to take them in, and couldn't help but be surprised: "My lord... Your Excellency won't hold us accountable for our sins?"

Yang Jing waved his hand and said with a smile: "You are all hard-working people, but they have been coerced, and now Wei Wuving, the head of the thief, has been ambushed, what is the crime of you, this official is also a person who loves talents, this reputation of Yu Ji Lao Immortal has also been heard, after you follow this official, you can teach art with peace of mind, and pass on this craft, which can be regarded as a merit." ”

The old artists behind him didn't dare to stand up indiscriminately, but at this time, Guan Yulong said excitedly: "Wei Wushu is dead, Lord Yang is the benefactor who helps us avenge our hatred, we are old and immortal, naturally willing to follow Lord Yang, but... It's just that the old man wants to ask Lord Yang for something..."

Guan Yulong trembled cautiously, obviously extremely worried in his heart, but Yang Jing didn't think so, he already had the intention to solicit, and he naturally had to treat these people well in the future.

"The old man has any requests, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Guan Yulong glanced at the old brother behind him, then knelt down again, and said to Yang Jing: "The old man begs my lord to hand over the body of this evil thief to us to take away, I have endured humiliation for the past few years, and I have been thinking about revenge every day and night, and now that the evil thief is dead, I want to take this evil thief to the grave of my family to apologize, in order to comfort the yin spirit..."

Guan Yulong also knew that his request was a bit excessive, after all, the White Bull Sect was all over the country, making chaos everywhere, officers and soldiers and even the forbidden army were searching everywhere, as the Holy Sect Master, Wei Wudi's head could at least be exchanged for a black yarn hat from the fifth grade!

However, Yang Jing smiled and said, "It's a trivial matter, just wait for it to be taken." ”

"Really... Really?" Guan Yulong couldn't believe it, he wanted to propose a compromise for a while, but he just borrowed it temporarily, and returned it to Yang Jing after the sacrifice, but he didn't expect Yang Jing to simply agree!

Yang Jing has the body of the White Cow Holy Mother worshiping Guanyin at this time, and it is enough to take the holy seal from Wei Wudi's mouth, besides, the inner son Yu Hou Hu Mingqiao saw it with his own eyes, even if there is no Wei Wudi's corpse, this merit will not be able to run, but it is better to use it to fulfill the wishes of Guan Yulong and others.

"The old man doesn't need to be afraid, this person is dead like a lamp going out, but the loess is just a hand, where are the living nobles, you will take care of yourself to tell your family, I will stay in Baling for three days, three days later, you will come to look for me, I will take you to Lin'an Mansion, that first good place, there are many craftsmen, you will definitely be able to do a great job, will be the old fairy magic in front of the world. ”

Guan Yulong's eyes were red, and the people who led the team kowtowed to Yang Jing to thank him, and then cleaned up Wei Wudi's body, took out the holy seal, wiped it clean, and handed it back to Yang Jing.

Seeing that he was leaving, Guan Yulong turned his head to Yang Jing and said, "Lord Yang is not afraid that we will not come back if we go?"

Yang Jing smiled and said: "This official doesn't hide it from you, you and I don't know each other, and I don't know your character, the reason why I am willing to help you is to respect your inheritance of craftsmanship, to respect your forbearance and humiliation in the past few years, to be able to treat ancestral craftsmanship like this, and to this day I still want to tell my family all the time, I can trust you, even if you don't come to me in three days, this official will not pursue it, you can rest assured." ”

Guan Yulong's expression was complicated, his eyes were full of gratitude, he hugged Yang Jing with his fist, and without further ado, he left the col with the team and rushed back to his hometown overnight.

Hu Mingqiao inserted the double stick back into his waist and said to Yang Jing: "You are generous, aren't you afraid that they won't come back?"

Yang Jing looked at the team in the night, and replied confidently: "Every time you slaughter dogs, they are pure geisha, just like... Just like those craftsmen, they pursue the ultimate in their skills, and their minds are already detached, and I am really not afraid that they will run away. ”

Hu Mingqiao has been paying attention to Yang Jing's movements, in fact, he has long known that the fifty grandmaster-level Dali craftsmen were smuggled back by Yang Jing, and now Yang Jing's face has not changed to talk to him, at least in terms of attitude, he has regarded him Hu Mingqiao as a trustworthy person, after all, he is the dead guard of the official family, and now he is down to investigate Yang Jing, as long as he says a few words that he does not like, Yang Jing's image in Zhao Yun's eyes will be greatly reduced.

Hu Mingqiao did not refute Yang Jing, but became cold again, and said to Yang Jing: "Three days later, set off for Beijing, things can no longer be delayed, you should prepare well." ”

Yang Jing naturally knew what he asked him to prepare, but Yang Jing didn't know Zhao Yun's physical condition, and there was no way to talk about what he wanted to prepare.

Just as he was about to bargain with Hu Mingqiao, Li Yu had already poured into the col with his people, Feng Ruochen and others also followed, and the mighty officers and soldiers searched in a carpet manner, and a large piece of turf was trampled to death.

Seeing that Yang Jing was injured again, Feng Ruochen was also a little annoyed, although there was only an external injury at the earlobe, but seeing that there were still blood stains on the corner of Yang Jing's mouth, Feng Ruochen knew that Yang Jing had suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

This internal injury is not something that a doctor dares to diagnose and treat easily.

Yang Jing saw that Mu Zicai and Yang Jingting also brought people and horses to support, and hurriedly explained what had happened, and showed Wei Wuyi's holy seal, and Hu Mingqiao also testified on the side, and everyone heard that the holy sect leader of the White Bull Sect had been killed, and they immediately cheered.

In addition, Bai Guanyin was killed, this time it can be said that it was a complete victory, Li Yu hurriedly let the secret investigation report enter Beijing, Hu Mingqiao also wrote a secret fold, explained the situation to Zhao Yun, as evidence, sealed the inner fire paint, and let Li Yu send it to Lin'an through the channel of the Imperial City Division.

The Holy Sect Master of the White Bull Sect and the Holy Mother of the White Bull Sect were both killed by the government, such news will definitely cause a sensation in the world, and the White Bull Sect is bound to collapse.

And this also means that after the news reaches the palace, Fanhua, who has become Tang An'an, will definitely receive the news, in case she really kills Zhao Yun out of grief and indignation, things will be in trouble.

Yang Jing turned to Hu Mingqiao and asked him, "Do you need me to send a secret letter from Miao Jianwen to that woman?"

Hu Mingqiao couldn't help but glance at him, and said to Yang Jing: "You, like everyone else, are too underestimating the official family, so sooner or later you will harm yourself." ”

Yang Jing was slightly stunned, pondered for a moment, and then said to Hu Mingqiao: "Thank you for mentioning it." ”

Hu Mingqiao seemed to have not heard someone call him a real person for a long time, his eyes were in a trance, as if he had returned to the past, and only after a while did he shake his head and laugh at himself: "What is a real person? Heh, I'm just a Yu Hou..."