Thirty-nine three-foot-long blade Yue Qingqing
Confirming that the last ride was out of sight, Wei Changpan didn't care about the gossip and inquiries of the farmers around him, so he went back to the courtyard of the second master of Qian's house and closed the courtyard door, and after looking around, he took out the note from the crack, swept the earthworm crawling handwriting of the second master of Qian in three or two eyes, and after confirming it three times in his heart, he stuffed it into his mouth, gritted his teeth and chewed for a while before swallowing it into his belly.
Turned around and walked out of the second master Qian's house, and met three women head-on, Wei Changpan didn't look good, and when he saw the faces of the three people, they were all a little familiar, but he couldn't remember them for a while.
These three women are the original wife of Second Master Qian and the two concubines who were accepted later, according to the generation, Wei Changpan should be called a master. It's just that when the ladies saw him, the older wife was quite calm, and the remaining two younger ones couldn't say anything in tears.
As the original wife of everyone in Qishan County, she listened to the reason why Wei Changpan tried her best to explain, saying that it was Qian Erye who shined in the previous battle to kill the thief in Qishan County, and was favored by everyone in the army. The master lady heard that the sincere words of her husband's disciple in front of her seemed to be true, so she didn't ask too many questions, stopped the other two sobbing sharply, and said to Wei Changpan:
"Then Lao Xiaoshi has to worry a lot, when I send a letter to the public, please let me know. โ
"As it should be. โ
Walking out of the house of Qian Erye's house, the previous crop men who came to help with farm tools dispersed, and they all thought that it was the right and wrong of the neighboring villages and towns, and most of the young and strong people in the town were happy to come to help, but when they saw the momentum of dozens of rides, their legs were not scared and weak, and after seeing those soldiers who were riding a man high with Qian Erye out of the town, they dared to sneak out of the streets and alleys where they were hiding and went back to their respective homes.
Wei Changpan's explanation of this matter spread after a while, most of it was the news that the master mother let go, and the people in the town beat their chests and paused, and they couldn't help but sigh, the luck of this surnamed Qian in our town is inevitably too good. In addition to the discussions, visiting relatives and friends continued.
This incident has caused a lot of waves in the town, but after all, it is a happy day for the New Year's holidays, and this unhappiness will gradually fade away.
It's just that under the crooked locust tree, there is still a crop man poking his brain, Wei Changpan looked at it, but he was very familiar.
"Dad, why are you here?"
"Nonsense, no matter how you say it, it's your master, how can you be a father and not come to help. The man sighed, "I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse for your master to go, my father is afraid that you will go to the strongest, and our clan is also full of croppers, and no one can talk to the official family, and this father has no ability.... But you remember one thing, we don't make trouble, we are not afraid of things, there is still a king in the world, and God is watching, if you are bullied, the county government will not be able to sue us and we will go to the county town, and if the county town is not the top thing, we will go to the state town. โ
"The boss is in the world, and there is always a place to be reasonable. โ
"Although my father is illiterate, he has some knowledge that he has accumulated for half his life. โ
"I know, I know. Wei Changpan said, Father Wei saw that his son was serious, so he didn't say more, and left with the old hoe, and didn't forget to tell the two sentences that Second Master Qian was not there, and you should be more attentive to practicing martial arts.
The figure carrying the hoe was a little rickety, and his hands and feet were far less sharp than when he was young.
Walking in the direction of Xiaoqinglou, there was a sudden feeling of coldness on my back.
didn't have time to think about it, Wei Changpan immediately punched out behind him, and used the cupola cannon fist at the bottom of the box, the momentum was a little stronger than when he fought with Zhang Xiaochuan at the beginning, and the moves were refined.
The heavy sound of the fist hitting the human torso and a muffled snort, Wei Changpan only raised his head after he completely handed out the punch, it was actually a person in the previous cavalry team, but he was not wearing armor and riding a horse, and the bow, crossbow, knife and gun were not visible.
This person's face changed color, but in the army, there is always a role in doing dirty work, torture to extract confessions, spy on lurking, although not good at fighting, but when it comes to this kind of work, this person is indeed a first-class familiarity, this person is one of the best, I don't know how many hard-headed Jianghu men will not take much time to be tortured to the shape of a person, endless words, just want to give a pleasure, to deal with the former colleagues who committed crimes and the soldiers who escaped from the battle are also the most ruthless, the reputation is very bad, the situation in the army is becoming more and more difficult, fortunately by Gao Ya in the prime minister by his side, many of the ugly filthy are all promoted by his hand, and he can be regarded as a confidantใ
Martial arts is only a two-story realm, but with his proficient toxicology and subtle poisoning and assassination methods, he once forcibly killed the head of the fourth-story realm of the third-rate sect in Yizhou, which was at its peak, and the latter did not look blind, and the sect that lacked the backbone of the pillars was naturally divided.
These deeds and achievements have been touted for a long time, and ordinary people are naturally a little fluttering. The work arranged by Gao Yanei this time is just to stare at the half-sized boy who has not grown all his hair, or poison it or catch it, anyway, you have to figure out whether the gun spectrum was hidden by the guy named Qian Cai, if not, it's good to say, your life is up to you, if you find any clues, it is better to kill the wrong person than let it go.
It's just that according to his temperament, whether it is or not, this unlucky boy will probably not survive. It was a little big, and he planned to sneak attack from behind to restrain him, but he didn't forget that the five senses of the martial artist were the most keen, and he didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary boy's punch had a faint second-story killing power, and he almost capsized in the gutter.
Forcibly swallowing the mouthful of blood that surged up his throat, he moved his rusty muscles and bones, and smiled, and he had already begun to plan whether to cut off his limbs first after capturing this person later, or use a knife to cut off dozens of pieces of flesh first, which would better relieve the hatred in his heart?
As soon as the palm of the palm was flipped, there was an extra packet of powder, and the stupid Jianghu warriors who only knew how to use swords and fists and feet, where did they know the benefits of this medicine that can make people weak in a few breaths? If it is obtained by the flower thief, then hehe, it is sure to harm many yellow flower girls.
He was eager to try, and the scene of this kid falling to the ground after being tricked was already in front of him.
Feeling a hint of coldness on the back of his neck, he trembled and raised his hands, and the bag of powder that could numb his blood naturally fell to the ground.
It's not that he doesn't, just because he has a three-foot long front behind his neck.
The sword bearer, Yue Qingqing is also.