Stepping into the dart game, it was bustling with merchants and camel leaders in different clothes, some of whom were dressed in Tang costumes, some were dressed in furs, and there were a few red-haired and blue-eyed weirdos who didn't know what they were talking about.

Lao Zhou squeezed through the crowd, found the shopkeeper's intentions, and was led to the backyard alone, where he saw seven or eight swarthy men practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard.

The old Zhou Wuren was born, and he was happy, so he stopped and watched from the sidelines, and saw that the person who ended up with a sharp sword and a cold light cover body, and when he saw the wonderful place, he unconsciously screamed.

"It's a good move to swim the dragon outside the sky, quite the charm of the Tang sword!"

The people on the scene hurriedly put away the sword move, and when they looked back, they saw that it was an old man, so they held the sword in both hands and saluted: "Pang made a random comparison, and the old man praised it." ”

Seeing this scene, the shopkeeper hurriedly introduced to Lao Zhou: "This is the head of the Wanli Dart Bureau, the fourth master of Pang Long, who is known as Helan Flying Tiger." ”

Lao Zhou hurriedly smiled in return:

"The sword dance is like a lightning wave, lingering with the wind. Climb high and look at the Tianshan Mountain, and the white clouds are Cui Wei.

Pang Siye's swordsmanship is really comparable to that of General Pei Min of the previous dynasty, I don't know if I can teach you a few tricks? ”

Of course, Pang Long could hear that this was Lao Zhou's compliment, so he put the sword into the sheath, handed it to others, and stepped forward to salute again: "Since Emperor Zongzong ascended the throne, Xixia has followed the law of the Tang Dynasty, widely spread virtue and politics, and worshiped literature and Buddha, and the style has been the same as Kaiyuan Zhenguan, and the same is true of swordsmanship. Pang Mou has only learned the fur of it, and it is not enough to worry about it, if the old man prefers swordsmanship, he should ask Lord Li for advice. ”

"Fourth Master Pang doesn't want to shirk." Lao Zhou didn't know who Master Li was in Pang Long's mouth, and this was not something he really cared about, he just didn't want to miss this good opportunity to measure the strength of the Wanli Dart Bureau, after all, this was related to the matter entrusted by Dashi Gongzi, and there must not be a half-point difference: "It's not a secret, there is indeed a matter of asking for help from Guibao Bureau, and after the matter is completed, a lot of money will be rewarded, but before that, let me see if Guibao has the ability to take over this business." ”

When Pang Long heard this, the brightness on his face was suddenly obscured by dark clouds, and he sneered at Lao Zhou and said: "The old man is agitated and praised, if he doesn't make a move, it will be Pang who doesn't know how to lift!" With that, Pang Long motioned to his subordinates to give Lao Zhou a sword, and then the two walked into the courtyard and school.

"The sword has no eyes, the old man beware!"

Before the words fell, a ray of cold light had already burst close to the door of Lao Zhoumian, in Pang Long's view, the opposite side was nothing more than a half-cut into the earth, even if he knew one and a half moves, in front of him, the head of the first dart game in Western Xia, he could not withstand three or five rounds, and seizing the opportunity was to lay the victory.

Lao Zhou saw the other party's move, calmly dodged to the side, and turned the sword finger with his left hand to attack Pang Long's right hand at the tiger's mouth, if this move succeeded, the sword in the hand of the head of the dart will inevitably come out of his hand.

Pang Long was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly retreated to collect the move, and the horizontal sword was in front of him, only waiting for the arrival of Lao Zhou Jianfeng, but the old man on the opposite side only turned his sword finger into his palm, his feet did not move half a minute, and the sword in his hand was not unsheathed.

"Don't underestimate the old decay of the dart head, if there are any more flaws, the sword blade will follow!"

"Thank you for your mercy!"

Pang Long felt that he had lost face in front of his subordinates, and the strength of his opponent would greatly exceed his expectations, so he had to use what he had learned all his life to win.

I saw him make a false move in a vertical step, and in an instant, he flashed to Lao Zhou's flank, and swung his sword to make a move that swept through Lao Zhou's waist.

"What a quick footwork! What a sharp sword wind! It is not in vain to call the word flying tiger. Lao Zhou sighed in his heart, and then turned around to block with his scabbard, but in the end, the years were unforgiving, he lost three points to Pang Long in strength, and his feet were a little slower, although he bounced away the opponent's blade, but he stumbled a small step because of his unstable foothold.

An innocuous mistake is a great opportunity in the eyes of a master.

Pang Long's old trick was repeated, and he pointed at Lao Zhou's shoulder with the blade of his sword, and when he responded, he swirled to the opponent's side again, and used a move to explore the sea and stab Lao Zhou's right knee.

Lao Zhou hurriedly responded, his steps became more and more confused, and he barely turned his body to his opponent, but at this time, Pang Long's sword blade stabbed into his chest again.

"Ahh Lao Zhou raised his hand in surprise, wanting to parry with the sword body, but the cold light on his chest disappeared with a flicker, but a cold current rushed from behind.

"The so-called step difference, step by step, the back door of the old man's house suddenly opened, please forgive Pang for someone who won by luck! Hahaha! ”

When Pang Long put the blade on Lao Zhou's left shoulder, he felt a faint pain in his pubic area, and looked down to see that the old man's sword scabbard had already resisted his vital point.

"Old man..."

"The total dart head swordsmanship is exquisite, and the old man is willing to bow to the wind!" Before Pang Long continued to speak, Lao Zhou had already conceded defeat, and the people outside the court were also happy when they saw that the owner had won.

"Agreed!" Pang Long's cheeks were red, he was ashamed of the victory, and bowed to Lao Zhou Shili and said: "The old man's virtue is better than his swordsmanship, and he hasn't asked for the name of the high surname yet?" ”

"Nobody, not enough to worry about." Lao Zhou then took out a letter from his body and handed it to Pang Long: "This is the handwritten letter of Zheng Daguan in Yanliu Lane, please take a look at it from Pang Siye!" ”

"There is a letter from Brother Zheng Qian, why didn't Your Excellency say it earlier?" Pang Long consciously neglected the distinguished guests, personally carried Lao Zhou into the hall, sat down to watch tea, and only after reading the letter did he know the ins and outs of the matter.

"It turns out that Brother Zhou is the official family of the Great Liao Su Guard, no wonder he is so skilled, Brother Zheng Qian and I have kindness, he told me to do it, please rest assured Brother Zhou, in Wanli Xixia, the dart flag of my Wanli Dart Bureau is the line sticker in and out of the state capital, which soldier I see bravely opened the seal for inspection?"

Hearing this, Lao Zhou hurriedly got up, and thanked him in every possible way: "With the help of the chief dart, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort, without further ado, please call the head of the dart to dial the carriage and horse dart division, and go to Liangzhou immediately with me!" ”

At the same time, in the martial arts hall in the imperial city of Xingqing Mansion, there are also two people who are learning swordsmanship, which is different from the duel of the Wanli Dart Game, the competition here is more like adults coaxing children to play.

"In the end, it is my number one swordsman in Western Xia, who has been practicing swordsmanship for three months, but he still can't touch your clothes!" Li Qianshun, the lord of the Western Xia Kingdom, was out of breath and sweated profusely.

Li Zhizhong, who was on the other side, heard this, hurriedly put the wooden sword in his hand behind his back, knelt down on one knee and said: "The swordsmanship is superb but the courage of the horseman. ”

"Hahaha..." Li Qianshun sat down with a smile, and said to Li Zhizhong after retreating left and right: "You have done a good job on this errand, Xiao Haili rebelled, Xiao Juli assassinated, and blamed the Jurchen Ministry, at this time, the Liao Dynasty was already embattled, and there was no time for him to take care of it." ”

"It's a pity that Xiao Weili didn't succeed."

"The world is impermanent, like a white cloud and a dog, how can everything be as you wish? The goal of disrupting the Liao State has been achieved, and next, it will be the turn of tens of thousands of outnumbered troops to appear. ”

"Your Majesty Shengming, I will immediately go to Liangzhou to rearm for battle!"

Li Zhizhong got up and left, and when he walked to the door of Yanwutang, he seemed to remember what was going on, so he stopped and turned around, and whispered to Li Qianshun: "Your Majesty, that Nanxian princess ......"

Li Qianshun frowned when he heard this: "You go on an errand, the widow has his own theory!" ”