Chapter 233: The Drunkard and the Knight

Xuan Idiot glanced at Shen Ying lightly, especially his slightly green young man's face, and said: "Poisoning the Eight Thousand Water Army, the donor is so vicious."

He said: "The poor monk used to poison the living beings and sins a lot, but after more than 20 years of meditation, the poor monk has been fully enlightened, God has the virtue of a good life, and my Buddha disciples should be more compassionate, this move to kill 80,000 living beings, the poor monk can no longer bear to start."

"The big husband is informal," Shen Ying's face was still cold, "And I didn't want the master to kill them." Although they deserve to die, I want to control them more, and let them control the Wuchao warship on behalf of the eldest brother, crisscrossing the four seas of Kyushu, isn't it better?"

After speaking, Shen Ying stared coldly into Xuan Idiot's eyes.

In an instant, Xuan Ying's heart throbbed, and he saw that Shen Ying's eyes were like eagle falcons and fierce beasts, wild, arrogant, and ruthless, containing pressure that did not match his age

Such a young man, when he was fifteen years old, had such a ruthless mentality and careful thinking, and when he reached the age of twenty......

"Amitabha, as you wish"

Xuan Idiot sighed and walked to the river.

He took some gravel from the river water, and caught some toads and centipedes from the shore, and several things fused together, refined in his palm, and slowly turned into a pale cyan powder.

"Go"

With a wave of his hand, the powder fell into the river, and flowed down the river to the soldiers of the Wuchao Water Army who were fetching water.

Turning around, Xuan Idiot handed a small blue grass to Shen Ying, "The poison given by the poor monk is a unique Gu poison of the Bai people in Southern Kyushu, and the poisoners are no different from ordinary people, but once the donor blows this 'blue heart grass', the poisonous insects in their bodies will immediately do it, forcing them to obey you."

"Good means of the master"

Shen Ying took the blue heart grass and hid it under his tongue.

The two waited for half an hour, only to see the Wuchao battleship anchor and stop, the lights flickered, the voices of the people were boiling, and the soldiers were eating dinner made with poisoned water on the deck......

"Who's the leader of the fleet?"

Shen Ying flew and landed on the deck, and shouted loudly: "I order you to set sail immediately, go east to the sea, and line up on the shore, all the artillery...... Aim, Sword Forge Villa"

......

The Sword Casting Villa is located in the south of Jialing City, less than 20 miles away from the mouth of the river.

It is a towering mountain, and the top of the mountain is like a volcano with a large hole dug out, and the mouth of the cave is constantly emitting water vapor, which is supposed to be the exhaust channel of the casting furnace. Around the entrance of the cave, exquisite buildings are paved with the mountain, and a large road is paved from the top of the mountain to the gate of Casting Sword Mountain at the mountain pass.

In a few days, it will be Han Tiandong's sixtieth birthday, and the endless stream of guests has already arrived at the Sword Casting Mountain, and there are also two teams of disciples standing at the gate to welcome the guests.

Squatting in the woods in the distance and watching for a while, Shen Kunxian, all the guests who entered the entrance were holding a red invitation card in their hands, but the name of the guest was not written on this invitation, it was just some kind words, and you could enter the villa with the invitation.

Thinking about it, Han Tian has a wide range of contacts, and there are countless guests who come to congratulate him, if everyone has an exclusive invitation, the disciples of the Han family will be too busy.

Well, just get an invitation and you'll be able to get in......

Shen Kun touched his chin and smiled, his eyes searched for the nearby path.

Soon he saw a drunken man walking on the path to the south, with sloppy clothes and unkempt head, and most of his face was obscured. He walked staggeringly, and he could smell a pungent smell of alcohol from a distance of more than ten meters.

On top of that, the man had a hemp rope tied around his waist, a tattered ancient sword, a wine gourd, and a big red invitation.

"Dude"

Shen Kun came to the back of this person with a smile, looked at no one on the left and right, and suddenly patted this person on the shoulder, and then punched out.

His calculation was: scare this person first, as soon as this person turns his head, he will punch him and burst the bridge of his nose and take the opportunity to snatch his invitation.

And Shen Kun has already observed, although this person is wearing weapons, but his steps are vain, and the smell of alcohol is permeated, and at first glance he is a drunkard who pretends to be a good hand.

But as soon as Shen Kun's punch was punched, there was a bang, and the drunk man fell to the ground first, and then his drunken eyes were hazy, and he pointed to the Han family's towering Sword Casting Mountain, and laughed wildly.

"One day, the river will be Lingyun, and the golden lantern will replace the moon, how leisurely...... Hahahaha, good wine"

Saying that, he grabbed the wine gourd on his belt, and the man took a big sip of it, then squinted his eyes, poured a gourd that couldn't flow out of a drop of wine, and sighed helplessly, "There are good guests, but there is no wine, it's better to go back, it's better to go back......" followed by snoring like thunder, and actually slept on the ground.

This man's voice was very young, revealing a sense of freedom that saw through the red dust.

And Shen Kunmeng is gone

What the hell, I was just about to hit someone, and this person suddenly howled like a convulsion, and fell asleep on the road?

sot

Smiling self-deprecatingly, Shen Kun felt that he had become less courageous, and he was actually frightened by such a drunk, he patted the drunkard's head and kicked him in the heart, and the drunkard did not react.

", where did the drunkard come from" Shen Kun picked up a big stone on the side of the road, and looked at the back of the drunkard's head with the third blow, it was estimated that the drunkard would not wake up for a day or two, and he took away the drunkard's invitation.

After walking a few steps, Shen Kun remembered that the drunk suddenly fell down and dodged his punch, and he was a little uneasy, and walked back to shine on the drunkard's face and three feet......

"Hmm, stinky feet, fine wine, smelly feet......" the drunkard snorted.

At this moment, Shen Kun was completely relieved, he was hit with three bricks by himself, and he didn't react after kicking three times, this person must be an ordinary drunk.

Throwing a silver ticket on the drunkard, which was considered a medical bill, Shen Kun turned around and left.

And the drunkard lay on the road and snored incessantly, and slept dimly......

After about a few minutes, a group of black fast horses galloped from the south, and the leading knight was very strange, his whole body shrouded in black robes and black armor, and his hands wore heavy black metal gloves, and he glanced at the drunken man lying on the side of the road, and the knight let out a terrible and hoarse smile.

"Beaten?"

"Well, I was robbed by a child. ”

The drunken man got up in a daze, and regardless of whether the knight agreed or not, he took a water bladder full of spirits from the knight's horse, filled his own gourd first, and then took a large gulp.

"On fine wine, the strongest daughter red, especially this has been hidden for eighteen years, the daughter red from your Song Yue Empire, haha, good wine, good wine" The drunk laughed wildly.

"You madman"

Glancing at the drunkard's madness, the knight laughed and scolded, "You continue to be crazy here, I'll go first and wait for you in Izumo Sea Castle"

"Are you leaving?" the drunk grabbed the reins of the war horse and smiled crookedly, "Old poison, don't you want to know who robbed me?"

"Who else can it be? You old drunkard, how many romantic debts have you owed in your life, and how many girls have been stolen by you? Even if you die on the street one day, it will be God's retribution for you."

The knight laughed and hurried his horse away, "Brothers, ignore the old drunkard and keep on your way."

More than two dozen black war horses galloped past the drunkard, but if you look closely, these black horses have a sharp horn on the top of their heads, and their teeth are similar to the fangs of tigers, and although the knights have black armor and a mighty look like spears in their hands, most of them are disabled.

Or a hand is missing, or a huge scar on the face, or an eye is blind......

Even a fool can see that these people are definitely the strongest warriors who have experienced a hundred battles and survived the catastrophe, and it is not surprising that such a remnant soldier has made such a terrifying record

When passing by the drunkard, each remnant soldier pointed his spear at the point of the highest respect.

"That's right, I owe countless love debts, I was beaten and robbed, and it can be regarded as God's retribution for me......"

Ignoring these remnants, the drunk man fell asleep on the road, muttering: "But I am a madman, what does it matter if the world laughs at me, scolds me, and insults me...... See you at Izumo Sea Castle"

On the other hand, Shen Kun had already dressed himself up as an old monk and infiltrated the Sword Casting Villa with an invitation.

Like other guests, as soon as he arrived at the welcome hall at the top of the mountain, Shen Kun was shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw a large cauldron set up in the courtyard in front of the hall, more than two meters high, four or five meters wide, the bottom of the pot has already generated firewood, the blazing flames boiled the clear oil in the pot to the boil, and you can feel a wave of heat coming from a distance of more than ten meters.

"What is this?"

The guests were suddenly angry, "We are here to pay homage to Han Tiandong, but the Han family has placed a big pot at the door, is this going to fry us?"

"Old man Han, set up a dingding at the gate to wait, this is the ancient monarch's method of cooking and killing his ministers, what kind of person do you think of me, is it a lobbyist with empty words, or a shameless traitor?"

**Hundreds of guests gathered around the courtyard and scolded angrily, and some people couldn't swallow this bad breath and walked away on the spot. However, the Han family's family immediately stopped them, and said with a serious face that the Han family would have an important decision later, and asked the guests to give face and stay as a witness......

Shen Kun squatted in the crowd with a smile and looked lively, he had already roughly guessed what the Han family was going to do.

Sure enough, at midnight, two teams of Han family guards flashed out in front of the hall, and a sturdy old man with silver walked out and stood in front of the guests, waving his hand with a dark face.

Three stretchers covered with white cloth were carried out by the guards, and on them were the two Hongyuan Martial Sects killed by Ah Luo, and Han Feng killed by Shen Kun. There were also two stretchers, on which lay Han De and Gong Ya, who were seriously injured and unconscious.

"Ladies and gentlemen, these few days are the day of my Han Tiandong's sixtieth birthday, the Han family should have given everyone a face, entertained everyone lively, please get together for a glass of wine and chat......"

The old man said with a cold face: "But someone didn't give me Han Tian to move face, and even on my birthday, let our Han family see blood and die."

As he spoke, he lifted the white cloth on the stretcher, pointed to the three corpses and said, "You are all my friends with Han Tiandong, and you must all know these three people...... My second brother Han Feng, nephew Han Lin, and my only son, Han Dingyuan, "That's right, on my sixtieth birthday, someone killed my brother, my nephew, and my only son, so that my Han family was cut off, so what do you say, what should I do?"

[Dedication]