The officers and soldiers can surround Bailou Town, and the eyeliner and connections of the Bai family in Bailou Town can naturally find the bosses of these officers and soldiers.

The white building of a hundred years ago in Bailou Town no longer exists, and a new teahouse and restaurant have been built near the river, hanging the name of Bailou to attract guests from the south to the north.

At this time, there were no officers and soldiers outside the Bailou Restaurant, but there were no guests coming and going, which looked normal and weird.

Gao Xiaoliu jumped off the horse, ignored the empty hall, ran upstairs, and saw Liu Yan sitting by the window at a glance.

Liu Yan was wearing a green cloth robe, drinking a cup of tea, and there were several small plates on the table, simply steamed cakes, fried fish and salted beans.

"Lord Liu, compared to me, you are more like an ink disciple." Gao Xiaoliu pulled over the chair and sat down opposite him, raised his eyebrows, and lowered his voice, "Do you want to join the Ink Gate and become an Ink Maker?"

Liu Yan glanced at him.

"Hey, don't think I'm insulting you." Gao Xiaoliu hurriedly said, lowering his voice again, "We also have officials in Momen, from ancient times to the present."

Liu Yan smiled.

"Of course, a *** important minister like Lord Liu naturally can't be treated the same." Gao Xiaoliu continued, "In the past, my father didn't dare to invite you because he couldn't give adults equal status, but now it's different!"

Liu Yan looked at him and asked, "Why is it different?"

Gao Xiaoliu leaned back in the chair: "I'm the head of the house now, I have the final say in the ink gate, my father can't and doesn't dare to promise adults, I can, I think about it, adults with this status, as soon as they enter the door, they will directly replace my father and become the new elder."

Liu Yan smiled again, drank the tea in his hand, and then picked up a salted bean with chopsticks and ate it.

"What's wrong?" Gao Xiaoliu asked, "The elder is still not good?" This is the highest position under our Momen Sect."

"Yes, yes." Liu Yan said, looking at him, "But I'm a disciple of Confucianism."

"What's this, the first saint Mozi was also a Confucian apprentice." Gao Xiaoliu said.

Liu Yan was about to say something, and footsteps came from downstairs.

"Your Excellency." An entourage rushed in, "A lot of people rushed through our level."

Liu Yan put down his chopsticks and was about to stand up, but the next moment the chopsticks were taken away by Gao Xiaoliu and pressed against his throat.

The attendant who had just gone upstairs only had time to shout, "Be careful, my lord."

He was about to rush over with a knife in his hand, but Gao Xiaoliu had already pointed a finger at him: "Don't hurt you adults."

The entourage stood in place and didn't dare to move again, looking at a little scarlet on Liu Yan's neck.

Liu Yan still sat upright and looked at Gao Xiaoliu: "What, are you Momen going to rebel?" ...

The surface of the river looks calm, but the current is turbulent, and several official boats flying the military flag are slowly closing in the river.

The general at the head said: "There is an order above, the half-moon period has passed, the water and land in Bailou Town are all broken, and those who dare to violate the order will be killed—"

Before he could finish speaking, a cargo ship appeared on the river.

The guards immediately waved their flags.

Those who are begging for a living on the river are extremely familiar with the ships and orders of the government, and they immediately avoided them when they saw them in the past, let alone the Lingqi.

But the ship was nowhere to be seen, and the boatmen continued to row, and the ship came closer and closer like an arrow.

The general waved again, and the two teams of guards came out of the line, raising their bows and crossbows and aiming at the cargo ship.

"Put-" The general did not hesitate to drink the order.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the hull of the ship suddenly shook violently, and the man almost fell, and not only him, but also the guards holding the bows and crossbows swayed one after another, unable to shoot the bows and arrows accurately.

"What's going on?" A cacophony sounded.

At the same time, the official ship creaked, and the sturdy hull seemed to be shattering.

"Water—" Seeing the footsteps, some guards shouted, "The boat is leaking—"

With the shaking of the ship that had been closed also became crooked, some guards fell in the violent shaking, the cargo ship took the opportunity to cross the river like an arrow, accompanied by a noisy shouting, the feathered arrows were shot in a messy manner, and the boatmen waved the paddle board in their hands, and knocked the arrows with great strength and accuracy into the air—

—

The speed of the boat did not slow down in the slightest, and it was far away on the river in the blink of an eye.

Laughter rang out on the cargo ship, and people in the cabin stood up and looked at the official ship that had been left behind.

"The fishermen in the East China Sea even have the ability to scuttle boats." They said, "Is it fishing or something else?"

As he spoke, three figures jumped on the water, like fish, catching up with the cargo ship and climbing up with the rope that hung down.

"Ahem, of course it's fishing, the fishing boat will be broken, you know how to break it, you can know how to repair it." They laughed and said.

The cargo ship immediately erupted in laughter and swearing.

The boats on the water are flying wildly, and there are cattle, sheep and horses running on the main road.

"My lord, the barn of the bazaar has collapsed, and the people are hunting—"

The officers and men reported loudly, pointing to the hustle and bustle ahead.

Accompanied by the galloping cattle, horses and sheep, there were many people chasing behind, holding whips, ropes, and even branches and baskets.

Populace.....

"Yesterday, there was an order from above that no one in Bailou Town was allowed to go out." The general of the checkpoint frowned, whether it was livestock or people, he waved his long knife and shouted, "Stop! Stop it! Otherwise—"

Before he finished speaking, a wild sheep crashed into him.

At the same time, the long whip in the hand of the shepherd also rolled over, and the whip seemed to be unintentionally touched on the leg, and then flung again, the official body was staggered, and the knife in his hand also fell, sliding over the tail of the galloping sheep.

More sheep, horses, donkeys, and even a flock of chickens and ducks rushed over.

It is said that the cattle are also running away when they are frightened, but let's say that they are still along the road, and they do not go in all directions, and soon the officers and soldiers in the column are on their backs, and with a few whistles, the horses of the officers and soldiers also run around.

People with various tools in pursuit swarmed by, making all kinds of shouts, mixed with the giggles of girls.

"It's so much fun!" She held a bamboo pole in her hand, "The shepherd from the northwest can speak animal language, and can graze anything!"

On the back of the galloping horse, one man nimbly dodged, leaned sideways and burrowed under the horse's belly, but could not dodge the feathered arrows that were gnawed tightly behind him.

A feathered arrow was on his shoulder, a feathered arrow was on his thigh, the blood had stained a large area of his robe, and his consciousness was a little blurred.

His real name has long been forgotten, and he has the nickname of a stable, but except for the ability to be flexible on horseback, he has no other strengths, and I don't know why, when he heard that he was going to choose the head, he also had the courage to come.

It's not that he wants to be the head, he just wants to take a look, after all, it is said that there is no ink door, and he can't let go of this breath in his heart.

After he came, he didn't even have the qualifications to compete on stage, and he actually didn't think that girl could be a good leader, but as an ink man, he was willing to dedicate himself to Momen, so when the young lady chose someone, he also applied.

Originally, I thought that the young lady would not choose him, after all, he did not go on stage to show his skills, but when I heard him say that he was good at riding horses, the young lady actually chose him.

At that time, some people also questioned him, saying that he was not good at kung fu.

The young lady said, "No matter how good our kung fu is, we may not be able to kill all the officers and soldiers, and our goal is not to fight to the death, but to rush out."

Therefore, he has good horsemanship, and he can survive longer in the siege of officers and soldiers, and surviving longer means that he can attract more attention, so that others can leave safely, as for himself.....

The sound of the hoofs of the officers and soldiers chasing behind him was heard again.

The piercing sound of breaking the air was mixed with shouts of "He can't run-", "Catch him-", "Catch him alive!"

If he can't run, he will definitely not be able to run, and the stableman has no intention of running, and of course he will not let the officers and soldiers catch him alive.

He raised his hand and pulled the arrow from his thigh.

The pain made him tremble on his horse's back, and he was instantly confused, but he still held the arrow against his heart.

Before he gets caught, he'll kill himself.

He wouldn't admit his identity as an inkman in his cell, nor would he have other fellow disciples come after him to rescue him.

The horse shook, and he fell off his horse in confusion, but he was about to stab the arrow

When it was in the chest, a hand grabbed the arrow and took it away.

"My own people." A voice in his ear said.

The stables wondered for a moment, where did they come from? The blurred vision saw a shadow being thrown onto the horse, the arrow in his hand being poked at the horse, the horse neighing and galloping away, and he was swept aside.

What's going on?

Who is it?

The stableman couldn't see the person holding him, and what was even stranger was that the ground beneath him suddenly collapsed and was buried in the ground in an instant.

The grass and mud covered everything, and his vision was dim as if he was born in chaos, but he did not suffocate, he could feel the ground trembling, the horses' hooves trampling, and the shouts of the officers and soldiers.

"Chase—"

"Up ahead—"

With the pursuit, arrows rained down.

This time, not only did the rain of arrows fall on the people on horseback, but the horses no longer held on, neighing and falling.

"Caught—"

"Dead or alive?"

The guards rushed up and stayed around, and some of the guards came forward to check on the people who had fallen from their horses.

The man curled up like a torn doll.

No, it's not like—

When the long knife poked it, it was flipped over again, revealing a face, just like a real person's face at this time, and there was no flesh and blood when the skin of the face was pierced-

The guards at the head were taken aback.

"It's a paper man!"

"It's fake!"

More officers and soldiers came up and looked at this paper figure in disbelief, this face, this body, this arms and legs, there were arrows on the back, and pieces of blood oozing out, I really couldn't tell that it was a dummy!

The officers and men at the head were in a trance.

When will it be replaced with a dummy?

Could it be that they were chasing dummies in the first place?

The stableman didn't know how long he had been lying, but he soon fell into a coma, and woke up again because of the stinging pain coming from his body.

He opened his eyes and saw the starry sky.

"You're awake." Three heads stretched out in the starlight and said in unison.

The stables were taken aback, was he dead? Can the Yama Hall also have starlight?

"It's the same door, I'm the golden dragon." One person said.

"Have you seen my master? He went on stage to compete, and the dragon dance won the first place." The other said, "But then I lost to the young lady—"

"I'm the same door." Another shook his head and said, "But I didn't go in, but I didn't go in because the young lady asked me to pick you up outside—"

The stable, who was not yet fully awake, was even more confused by the successive sounds, but there was a name that made him sober.

The young lady.

The young lady did not say her name at first, so that everyone called her by that young lady.

So until now, he didn't remember the name of the head of the house, but the four words of the young lady were engraved in his heart.

"That young lady—" he struggled to get up, "is it arranged outside?"

There was even an answer.

It turned out that being singled out was not a straight line to a dead end.

The young lady did everything she could to keep everyone alive.

In the White House Restaurant, you can seem to hear the noise of the river and the main road.

Liu Yan's gaze didn't look out, only looked at Gao Xiaoliu.

"I'm not trying to rebel." Gao Xiaoliu said, "I just don't want other people to be imprisoned, Lord Liu, if you want to take Momen, it is enough for you to arrest me."

Liu Yan smiled.

"You're not enough." He said, "That young lady can."

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