The severe pain did not make Fan Jin crazy, but became more rational.

First, he endured the pain, picked up the firewood knife, and after killing the white pheasant, Fan Jin held the corpse of the white pheasant in his left hand and the bow and arrow in his right hand.

At this time, the arrows were already close to the flesh and blood, and Fan Jin let go at all, otherwise once the palm touched the air, without the pressure of the arrows, the blood would erupt instantly, and Fan Jin did not have the ability to stop the bleeding with his talents.

Fan Jin followed the direction where the bow and arrow were fired, and a middle-aged man on a horse, wearing leather, riding boots, and carrying a bow and arrows came from a distance.

The moment he saw it, the man's brows tightened, and a trace of doubt appeared on his rough and fierce face.

"Fan Jin?"

The person who came obviously knew Fan Jin, but he was not sure, and when he shouted, he still had a trace of doubt.

Fan Jin didn't speak, just stared at the person who came, remembering the other party's appearance.

"Jiang Menshen, Jiang Gongzi, I remember you!"

After Fan Jin finished speaking, he stood up from the ground, picked up the firewood knife and pheasant, and held the bow and arrow in his right hand to prepare to leave the back hillside.

"Wait, you can't go!"

Although I don't know where Fan Jin got the courage to enter the back mountain and dare to talk to himself like this, Jiang Menshen will not let go of his prey so easily.

This male white pheasant is also the prey he chased all the way, and the black and white hair, whether it is used as an arrow feather or an ornament on a coat and hat, it is all first-class and good-looking.

Not to mention, after hunting for almost a day, he ran into this white pheasant, how could he easily let Fan Jin take it.

When Fan Jin heard this, he turned his head to look at Jiang Menshen and asked, "What?" Is there anything else going on with Jiang Gongzi? ”

Fan Jin's eyes were sharp, and with the blessing of his bright eyes and night vision, the hatred made Jiang Menshen lose his mind for a while, which was completely different from the poor scholar he had seen before who was cowering on weekdays and only knew how to read dead books, it was completely two people.

Jiang Menshen was on the horse, looked at the counterattack condescendingly and said, "You can leave if you want, but you have to leave this pheasant for me." ”

"Why?"

Fan Jin looked directly at Jiang Menshen and asked.

"Just because I found this pheasant, is it enough or not!"

Jiang Menshen said it was reasonable, as if this pheasant was the prey he hunted.

Fan Jin laughed angrily: "Haha, it's really ridiculous, Jiang Menshen, keep your eyes open and look at it, there are traces of your arrows on this pheasant!" ”

"I'm afraid that you are not relying on Jiang Lizheng's prestige in this high-ranking township, and you are used to being arrogant and domineering, I'm afraid that you have robbed a lot of things over the years, why, you still want to rob my prey today?"

Jiang Menshen looked at the strange Fan Jin in front of him, a poor sour scholar with no father and no mother, who dared to be so presumptuous to himself, it was simply looking for death!

"Fan Jin, give you another chance, leave the pheasant, forget about your confrontation with me, otherwise!"

"What else are you going to do?"

Fan Jin looked at Jiang Menshen with an angry face, he wanted to see if this Jiang Menshen dared to make a move!

Jiang Men was furious, looked at Fan Jin in front of him, bent his bow and arrows, and said: "Since you are looking for death, then don't blame me for being unkind!" ”

"As long as you dare to take a step forward, I will kill your dog!"

Jiang Men was furious, the bow and arrow in his hand pointed at Fan Jin, Fan Jin did not flinch, and the vertebrae behind him ached faintly, as if something was about to drill out.

"An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, which made me unhappy!"

"Jiang Menshen, I, Fan Jin, am here, I want to see if you have no king's law and wantonly kill people!"

"You, dare or not!"

Fan Jinyi was speaking, and he reprimanded angrily, and suddenly there was a thunder explosion in the sky, rumbling.

Fan Jin's thoughts were clear, and a powerful force came out of the whole person's spine, and even Fan Jin's height grew a lot taller because of this.

At this time, Zhang Guang'an, the county magistrate of Guangling County, had just returned to the county office, and he saw the thunder from Gao Lao Mountain.

"An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, which made me unhappy!" This voice sounded in Zhang Guangan's ears, and Zhang Guangan only felt that his mind was like being struck by lightning.

"Who the hell is it? This sentence alone can cause a thunderous sound! ”

"The tongue blooms with spring thunder, that is a literary supernatural power that can only be born by taking the examination for a humanistic degree, being in an official position, and giving birth to oral bones!"

"This direction is the direction of Gao Lao Mountain, who is it?"

"I have a show in Guangling County to become a saint? Could it be that he is the one who wrote the song "Acacia" that passed on to the world? ”

"Out of the county talent blessing, if you have a lot of talent, it is not impossible!"

Zhang Guangan was puzzled, thinking about it, and he didn't expect that it would be a show in Guangling County that had such ability!

"It seems that the only way to report to the prefect is to report to the prefect!"

Zhang Guangan had no choice but to take out his official seal of the county magistrate and prepare to report to Li Weiqin, the prefect of Dongguang Prefecture.

At this time, Fan Jin scolded angrily, and the spring thunder on the flat ground frightened Jiang Menshen's horse, jumped high, and directly threw Jiang Menshen off his body, and a dog ate!

"Woo-"

The horse neighed, and was frightened by the thunder, and the horse directly gave up his master, Jiang Menshen, and ran down the back mountain wildly.

Jiang Menshen fell a dog and ate, and was also startled by the thunder, he didn't know how Fan Jin dared to go toe-for-tat with himself, and he didn't know how Fan Jin caused the thunder, now he only felt ashamed and embarrassed, and wanted to get up and shoot Fan Jin, otherwise this would spread out, how would he Jiang Menshen be powerful in Gaoyao Township in the future.

"Fan Jin, I want you to die!"

Jiang Menshen roared angrily and was about to get up, but Fan Jin's movements were faster, and he rushed directly to Jiang Menshen who was about to get up, hooked Jiang Menshen's neck with a firewood knife in his left hand, and aimed the arrow in his right hand at Jiang Menshen's face!

The moment Jiang Menshen raised his head, he met Fan Jin's vicious eyes and sharp arrows, and even saw Fan Jin's right hand at this time, which had already been stained with blood, as if it was a ghost hand from hell, and came to ask for his life!

"Fan Jin, what do you want to do!"

Jiang Menshen didn't dare to move, Fan Jin's firewood knife was hooking his neck, and his life was gone as soon as he moved.

Fan Jin didn't speak, stared at Jiang Menshen viciously, and slammed his right hand violently, directly piercing it with an arrow.

At that moment, Jiang Menshen seemed to see the soul envoy from hell, and he was so frightened that he forgot to resist, but closed his eyes in fear, and then found that he was fine, so he dared to open his eyes.

"Next time, you're not so lucky!"

Jiang Menshen's ears came Fan Jin's cruel words, of course Fan Jin would not kill Jiang Menshen directly, killing people would pay for their lives, no one dared to challenge the laws of the Ming Kingdom!

Of course, if he enters high school and shows off his talents and even lifts people, after he has a literary degree, it will be different.

The privilege of the scribe has, to a certain extent, put the law on his side.

Fan Jin let go of his hand, and the blood flowed down and dripped onto the face of Jiang Menshen who was lying on the ground.

The arrow was left on the ground next to Jiang Menshen's head by Fan Jin, straight and straight, and the blood soaked the arrow body red, making people dare not look at it directly.

After Fan Jin left, Jiang Menshen didn't react from the shock.

Today's Fan Jin refreshed his world view, this poor scholar actually crushed him to death in terms of momentum.

Shame, anger, and fear, at this moment, Jiang Menshen roared like crazy in the back mountain, and at this time, Fan Jin had already lifted the neck of the pheasant, bandaged his right hand with the torn fabric lining his clothes, and set foot on the way home.