It's been almost a month since Zhang Yange took away Lao Hu's money bag, and Lao Hu will inquire about Huahua's fungus if he has nothing to do during this time.

The only information available is that he rode a horse and trampled someone to death.

Whose concubine did he rob again!

Anyway, I didn't hear the news of the death of Hua Hua Tu fungus, which Lao Hu was looking forward to.

Sometimes Lao Hu also comforted himself, maybe Zhang Yange figured it out by himself, waiting for him to come back from learning martial arts, and then take the head of the flower and fungus.

But when he thought of that last look in his eyes, he felt that it was unlikely. Unless the boy is dead, the fungus must die.

"Lao Hu, what are you doing when you keep inquiring about that Huahua news lately? Is there something we are doing? "It was a kind fat man who spoke.

He is the owner of Feng Tai Building, of course, this is his identity on the surface. The real identity is naturally also a person of Ruijin Banner.

"Nothing." Lao Hu smoked a cigarette pouch and said angrily.

"You guy! Didn't take action to inquire about Huahua's fungus every day, didn't you want to avenge the mountain and assassinate Huahua? Pang Yue asked in a low voice.

"! I haven't lived long enough. Old Hu drooped his eyelids and said, "Bring me another pot of wine." ”

"it! You old guy pat your ass every time you drink and leave, never checking out! Pang Yue felt that Lao Hu had something on his mind these days, but he didn't say anything when he asked this old man.

I thought it was because of Takayama's death, but now it doesn't seem to be.

"Chubby, what would you do if you were to kill Huahua and take off the fungus?" Lao Hu couldn't help but ask in the end.

"You still say it's not!" Pang Yue looked around at the hurry. "Lao Hu, there are a lot of masters around that flower and wood fungus. Don't do anything stupid! ”

"I'm just talking about it casually, for example, if you're a fourteen-year-old teenager, how do you kill flowers and take off fungus!" Lao Hu took a puff of his cigarette and asked.

"Then can King Ming let me be born with divine power and give me countless magical powers!" Pang Yue is also idle and has nothing to do, talking nonsense with him.

"Lao Tzu is down to business with you!" Lao Hu said dissatisfiedly.

"Fourteen-year-old? Assassinate the fungus! Pang Yue sneered and said, "It's easy to assassinate if you really want to, that Huahua Fungus will ride his horse on the street every three or four days, and he always likes to leave his guards behind."

It was the best time to kill him, but a fourteen-year-old boy couldn't do it. ”

They were chatting with the sound of horses' hooves.

"You see that Huahua is on the street again, and it is most appropriate to kill him at this time! But what about the killing? If he dies, the entire city of Xiangyang will be blocked, unless he wants to die with him. Pang Yue said hatefully.

Any Han person with a conscience can't wait for this flower to fall off a horse and die.

"Lao Hu, if it's really like what you said. There is a fourteen-year-old boy, don't, as long as someone kills Huahua and takes off the fungus, I Pang Yue calls him ancestor! Pang Yue finally served Lao Hu a pot of wine.

Whew!

The horse's wail sounded, followed by a wail.

Pang Yue and Lao Hu glanced at each other, and they ran directly to the second floor, where they could see everything that happened on the street.

Huahua has always felt that as a noble prairie eagle, it is not like letting go of the ability to ride and shoot at any time.

This is the root of their enslavement of these Central Plains people.

That's why he likes to ride horses in the streets!

He loved to listen to the Han people screaming like lambs under their iron hooves.

But today his steed stumbled.

It turned out that many inconspicuous small potholes had been dug into this part of the road.

Hua Hua was very angry, and when he went back, he would definitely whip this damn Han official to death.

At this moment, a figure blocked the light.

There are very few people in this alley, because Huahua often comes to walk the horses, and there is no one at the moment. Huahua couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she saw the short knife that shone with a cold light!

There were a lot of gaps in the knife, but the knife was sharp!

Before Flowey could react, the man covered his mouth with his hand, and the short knife pierced his throat.

The knife is fast and decisive!

Huahua took off the fungus and died without even making a sound.

Zhang Yange felt that killing people would kill people, especially if he was in a hurry, so there was no need to talk nonsense. Killing him with a lot of words is no different from killing him directly.

It all happened so quickly that the guards in the back didn't notice anything unusual here. They all knew that Flowey didn't like them getting too close at this time.

Zhang Yange's figure calmly disappeared into the alley.

"I can't see anything!" Pang Yue said helplessly.

"I hear what seems to be movement." Lao Hu was a little nervous. He wanted to go over and see.

Pang Yue grabbed him, "Don't look for trouble!" ”

The two of them went back to the first floor, and after half an hour the entire street was sealed. The Tartar soldiers searched for suspicious people, but found nothing.

Lao Hu and Pang Yue glanced at each other, and Pang Yue said in a low voice, "Lao Hu, it's really not our brother in the sect who did it?" ”

"What for?" Lao Hu took a puff of cigarette, he couldn't help but be a little worried about Zhang Yange, and he didn't know if he could escape.

Suddenly, a group of Tartar soldiers rushed into Taifeng Building.

At the head was a tall and burly Tartar, who was surrounded by a sweaty general council.

Most of these Tatars did not speak Chinese, so they were accompanied by an interpreter.

"General Batu asked if you had seen any suspicious people?" General Counsel asked them.

Lao Hu and Pang Yue told the truth, there was no need to hide anything from their side.

The general agreement translated their words back, and Batu led the people straight to the second floor. He stood at the window on the second floor for a long time, making sure that he could not see the location from which the crime occurred.

Without saying a word, he led the people out.

Lao Hu knew the general discussion, and the general discussion fell last.

"What happened to Mr. Song." Lao Hu asked.

"Daru Chihua-sama has been killed by the assassins!" The general council whispered. Lao Hu and Pang Yue's faces were full of surprise, and Batu, who was at the front, turned back suddenly.

He saw their expressions and turned his face away.

The general meeting quickly followed.

When they walked away, Pang Yue spat hatefully, "Dog, I still want to frame your grandfather!" ”

If there was a slight problem with the expressions of him and Lao Hu just now, they would be directly imprisoned.

In the second half of the night, the soldiers lifted martial law in the city. Lao Hu said to Pang Yue, "I'm going somewhere!" ”

"Where to go?" Pang Yue asked with some concern.

"I'm looking for your ancestor!" Lao Hu said seriously.

"Hey! Lao Hu, didn't Lao Tzu give you wine to drink? You fucking scold me, my ancestors are dead, you go find them. Pang Yueqi's fat face trembled.

After scolding, he finally reacted.

"Where is I, where is my little ancestor?"

"Let's go! Let's take a look. ”

Lao Hu took Pang Yue to Gao Shan's residence first, where there was no trace, and then went to Gao Shan's tomb and there was no trace of Zhang Yange.

"Lao Hu, there are people here who have worshipped."

Lao Hu picked up a piece of paper money, and it was written, "If I leave, the money will not be returned to you!" Don't ask around, be careful about exposing yourself. ”

At the end, he also drew a smiling face holding up two fingers.

After a while, the originally faint handwriting on the paper disappeared directly.

"Lao Hu, where has my little ancestor gone?"

"Maybe go to the Emei faction!" Old Hu smiled bitterly with red eyes.