In the city of Heqing County, a few decades of time, when the most seriously injured people in the hands of the escort darts can walk on the ground, Zhang Bashun and Wu and the dart bureau of the dart division are ready to go on the road, the dart master has always been light and simple, so one day the kung fu is ready to stop, the next day is ready to catch the car to Suzhou Wuhe dart bureau where the branch is located.

"Darthead, dart head, where is the 10,000 taels of silver?" A dart master hurriedly looked at all the carriages of the cart, but did not see the silver box, so he came to the head of the cart and asked Zhang Bashun: "Darthead, where is the silver?"

"Pulling 10,000 taels of silver on the road, do you want to keep another dart?" Zhang Bashun sneered, and took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, "The silver tickets that are passed by the money banks in various states and counties in Suzhou are lined up, and they come one by one, and they are divided according to the number of people." ”

These dart masters moved quickly regardless of whether they were injured or not, and they lined up in a row, and took the precious silver ticket that could be exchanged for heavy white flowers and silver from Zhang Bashun's hand one by one. The last dart master who came to receive the silver ticket saw that he still had a lot of money in his hand, and just wanted to speak, Zhang Ba said with a straight face: "The dead man's money, you are embarrassed to share it?"

Hearing this, the dart master who just wanted to shout and divide all the silver looked ashamed, carefully folded his silver ticket and stuffed it into the money bag, put it in the middle of his shirt, and finally felt that he was not at ease anywhere, so he held it in his palm and smirked.

Zhang Bashun said to the dart masters of Wu and the dart bureau who had just received the money: "When I get to the place, there is a door on my mouth, and my mouth is tighter! What should I say and what I shouldn't say, I was angry with you the day before yesterday, and there is a lot of silver, don't spend all at once, let's leave some for the family first, and marry a daughter-in-law if you don't marry..."

Speaking of this, everyone in Wu and the dart game burst into laughter, and the old dart master who married his relatives poked those young dart masters with his elbow, and the latter was a little embarrassed, but he remembered the appearance of his daughter-in-law who slept with him in the future, and his heart was also happy.

This joke made several dart masters almost forget that they were still holding the ashes box burned by their companions, the rules of Wu and the dart game, but if anyone who is not a dart on this trip dies, then someone must take the ashes of the dart master back, if there is no survivor, it is a thousand gold scattered, and these dart masters can return to their hometowns after death.

Wei Changpan's neck is also hung by a strip of white cloth A wooden box, the wooden box contains the ashes of the young three-story martial arts master, Wei Changpan didn't know his name until not long ago, this dart master named Zou Yongan is just a year old, and when Zhang Dart's head retreats, he is about to be promoted to the head of the dart, but he was stabbed to death by Wu Erlang on the ground in Washington, and he didn't blink his eyes.

If it was him who went to fight against Wu Erlang, Wei Changpan would now be a handful of ashes in this wooden box, which was equivalent to Zou Yongan dying for him.

He told Zhang Bashun that Zou Yongan's ashes would be sent back to Jinzhou by him.

This is the person who exchanged his life with him, and Wei Changpan has no reason not to go through this experience.

Before leaving, Wei Changpan went to find Zhang Bashun, who was silent for a long time after listening to Wei Changpan's words, and said frankly that with the current situation of this dart, if you want to go to the Wuhe Dart Bureau Branch in Suzhou to continue the dart, you have to make up half of the team.

If everyone is like you, then this private work may not kill so many people.

Zhang Bashun said to Wei Changpan when he left.

Old Gu Gu Shengyang was originally a second-story martial artist, how could he help but be old now, his physique is not as strong as it was at the beginning, and he was seriously injured by a broken arm, so he is the slowest recovery among the Fu Shangwu and the dart master, and when several young people can barely fight against others, Gu Shengyang can only be able to move normally, and he can't run and jump, let alone do it with people.

The famous Lang Zhong in Heqing County was invited by Washington to get it, and he also said that thanks to the good medicine sent by Washington, otherwise with his physical vitality, it would be difficult for him to get off the ground in another twenty days, and the carriages and horses would be bumpy, and he would never be able to stand it. Zhang Bashun once secretly asked Na Langzhong to borrow money for these drugs, which were staggeringly expensive.

Xiao Gu Gu Sheng was about to help his father get into a carriage, but he never thought that Old Gu Gu Shengyang would be strong, and he relied on one hand to support himself, but he never thought that he would be affected by the injury at the broken arm, and even if he grinned in pain, he caused a burst of complaints from the son.

Wei Changpan silently followed the cart behind Gu Sheng, several injured dart masters were in the middle three big cars, and the one who stayed behind was the older dart master who played marble.

In this private work, the groom who drove the car was not affected, so in the five big cars, the people who drove the car were still complete, but there were two big cars, which were obviously much empty, and the dart master in them was able to stretch his arms and legs, and he was not very happy, but silently stroked the ebony box containing the ashes of his partner in front of him.

In Zhang Bashun as the head of the dart, there were more than half of the tragic casualties, or the first time in the world, Zhang Bashun's old steadfastness is well-known in the Wuhe dart game, after the dart head position, the dart can not hurt a few people all year round, not to mention that there is a dart master with a broken arm and leg, or a companion dart master with a gray box back.

However, this private work can earn the silver of two or three years of darts, and most of the dart masters in the team are satisfied, but those who are dead can't open their mouths again.

Zhang Bashun went from front to back, from back to front, and looked at every dart car, and he didn't find any faults. This was Gu Shengyang's job, but according to his current body, he still had to do it himself.

When he walked to the dart car in the middle, Zhang Bashun heard some strange noises coming from it, so he stopped and listened quietly, as if it was a very lightly suppressed sob, and a mournful whisper:

"Xiao Nan.... Xiao Nan.... Let's go home, let's go home...."

Zhang Bashun heard that it was the voice of the elder brother Abei in the two brothers of Anan and Bei in this dart, both brothers are the top level of the martial arts in the second floor of Wuhe Dart Bureau, and they are expected to go to the next level.

Two brothers, only one survived, the younger brother Anan was smashed by the minions of Woniu Mountain with a mace, the crisp sound was clearly audible in Zhang Bashun, who was a few feet away, and the head was smashed into a small half, even the gods were difficult to save, Anan was dead, lying straight on the ground in Washington, his eyes were cracked, black beads burst out, his mouth was foaming at the mouth, his body was shaking like a sieve, and he swallowed his last breath in less than three incense sticks.

Anan died in Ah Bei's arms, and if it weren't for the desperate protection of his companions in the dart game, maybe he would have to take another life in Washington.

It wasn't until the minions of Woniu Mountain were defeated and the rest of the people fled, that the shouts of his companions woke up the trance-like Abei, who was like a mad demon with a weapon to the minions who smashed his brother's head with a mace, and chased them out of Heqing City for half a mile before catching up, and took the life of the minions in exchange for injuries, and then went crazy and slashed at the corpse with a knife.

When the dart master who arrived at Wuhe Dart Bureau finally looked for him outside the city, Ah Bei's arms were already out of strength, and he sat on the ground without saying a word, next to him was a mass of rotten meat that could not see his original appearance, and the dart master who came early was retching on the side.

The two brothers who were originally free of temperament, the one who survived was also silent, every day when they went out to eat outside the thatched house, they held the ebony box containing Anan's ashes in their arms, and they never left their bodies when they slept, and there were two dart masters who had a good relationship and wanted to take advantage of this to laugh a few words, but they were knocked out of their front teeth by a punch from Abei.

Zhang Bashun, who wanted to go up to comfort him, remembered Ah Bei's attitude towards him after Anan's death, and the hand that had been stretched out to lift the curtain retracted, and slowly walked towards the first big car.

How many people else think that? He didn't know, maybe it was just one, maybe there were several. Maybe on weekdays, it won't show any problems, but in the long run, there will inevitably be big problems.

The people's hearts on this trip are not as good as before, which Zhang Bashun has noticed early. For a while, people's hearts are turned against their backs and they can still use some means to close the distance, but at the moment, taking Abei as an example, they are already soft and hard, and there are those who have not been discovered....

Zhang Bashun couldn't help but ask himself, he took over this private work on behalf of all the people on this dart, although it was the result of no objection from all of them, but how much of it was he did for his future plans? If he only relied on the little money that Wu He dart bureau gave to the pension dart, and wanted to buy some industries for his children and grandchildren, how easy is it to say, Zhang Bashun also thought of this section at the time, and added the effect of wine, and agreed to the master of Washington in a daze, now it seems that it is really a big conspiracy.... No, it's almost immittent.

With the financial resources revealed by the owner of Washington, Mo said that they invited them to join the dart team that was not the best in the dart game, even the chief dart head was invited, and the 10,000 taels of silver could still have a surplus, but what did Washington do?

Zhang Bashun sighed, maybe he is really old, and it is not a bad thing to retreat with the old Gu Tou, and after that, the people of this dart will be scattered, then it depends on God.

He got into the first cart, and when he saw that several people in the cart asked him why he had been delayed for so long, he deduced that there was a cart with an old axle and that he was worried that something would go wrong on the road, but it looked sturdy and sturdy, so he didn't care about it anymore.

"Wu He drove away with a dart, and returned safely in half a year!"

The executioner in front of the cart shouted, and the eyes of the pedestrians on the street where Washington was located were drawn by Qi Brush, and the horsemen and executioners who showed their faces were a little complacent.

The groom of the first cart flicked his whip, and the horse pulled the cart away.