The man howled miserably, grabbed the shaft of the spear with one hand, and tried to cut it with a knife in the other, but he didn't wait to touch it.

The short spear in Zuo Liangyu's hand turned, stirring in the stomach of the big man, the big man threw the knife in severe pain, hugged the spear shaft tightly, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, spraying on Zuo Liangyu's body.

Then the man collapsed with all his strength and was also killed.

At this time, Zhao Xiaodonkey roared when he saw this scene, rushed up, and cut off the knife-wielding arm of the opponent who had no intention of fighting.

The man yelled heartbreakingly, "Big brother, run! ”

As soon as he said half a sentence, Zhao Xiaodonkey's short knife had already pierced his throat.

The king rat wolf took advantage of the darkness to escape into the grove by the canal, burrowed into a bush, and hid.

In another wood, hiding behind a tree, Lin Da and Lin Er were silently watching the battle between six people and three people.

The two of them just watched it with all their hearts!

They didn't expect that Zhao Xiong, who was riding on the big flower mule, would kill people with one blow first.

And the half-burnt incense was not enough, the other party was unscathed, the king rat wolf's people were 5 out of 6, and the king rat wolf, who was the strongest in martial arts, actually fled timidly.

And they found that Zhao Xiong actually used crossbow arrows, which was strictly forbidden by the court of the Dakang Dynasty, but unfortunately there was no evidence even if he sued the official.

Lin Da and Lin Er glanced at each other, and Lin said in a loud voice: "This time we made a mistake, I didn't expect Xiongba to be more ruthless than his father, I will go back and tell the master to think of another countermeasure."

You go to find the king rat wolf and kill him to prevent future trouble! ”

Five corpses lay on the post road, and it didn't take a quarter of an hour for the snow to fall to bury the blood flowing on the ground.

Then a boat approached quickly on the canal, and the men on board, holding torches, shook there and shouted:

"Are you okay on the left?"

Zuo Liangyu picked up a lantern on the ox cart with a short gun, and also shook it and scolded: "You Ma Jinzhong, the old lady asked you to escort the Ninth Young Master along the canal, where did you go!" ”

The eight-pulp patrol boat docked, and Ma Jinzhong and his team of seven or eight people rushed to the shore with torches, and ran quickly to the post road with torches.

Ma Jinzhong, one of the five small leaders of the old Zhao Tong's former yamen, saw two ox carts parked on the post road, surrounded by several corpses.

Ma Jinzhong stabbed the corpse next to him with a waist knife, then turned the corpse over with a knife, and held a torch to look at it.

The corpse's expression was painful, but he could still see it, and he suddenly scolded:

"Damn, the Sand Boat Gang doesn't want to mix up, this is the subordinate of Zhou Xiaoqi, the incense master of the Sand Boat Gang, a gangster named Dung Tuo, has the Sand Boat Gang also been involved?"

Ma Jinzhong's subordinates also shouted at this time, and shouted loudly directly:

"This is Qian San's single knife with two brushes, and if you look at the hole of the gun, you can know that it is the left head piercing, and it is not unjust to die under the left head gun.

Wow, this is the flying knife Liu, how did he shoot the crossbow arrow to kill ....... ”

After Ma Jinzhong looked at the five corpses, he handed over the torch to his men with a gloomy face, came to the big flower mule and whispered to Zhao Xiong, who was using the crossbow.

"Ninth Master, are you alright?"

"Well, I'm fine, you clean up this, you can watch the two cows and the ox cart, I'm tired of the little donkey leading the way!"

After speaking, Zhao Xiong turned over the big mule with an expressionless face, and the hooves of the big flower mule stepped rhythmically on the post road and disappeared into the night.

Zuo Liangyu was young after all, and when he saw his acquaintances, he said excitedly: "We were ambushed, but fortunately, the ninth master was brave and ......." ”

However, Ma Jinzhong, who is nearly 50 years old, secretly complained in his heart, he should not be greedy for wine, which is called how the old lady will look at him in the future.

Only then did he know that Lao Zhao Tong had eight daughters and one son, and this youngest son used to be a mallet.

Three years of filial piety have passed, how can I become another person when I grow up, the city is very deep!

The courtyard house of the old Zhao family is connected by a sand dam on the bank of the canal, which is more than 200 meters away from the post road.

A tall three-entry quadrangle, the word Zhao Mansion written on the plaque of the mansion.

Zhao Xiaodonkey took the reins, came to the gate, stepped forward and slapped the door with the knocker, and shouted directly.

"The Ninth Young Master is back, Zhao Fu opens the door!"

Zhao Fu, who was watching the gatehouse, heard the voice of Zhao Xiaodonkey, and quickly removed the bolt of the door to open the gate and let them in.

Zhao Xiong got off the mule, and Zhao Xiaodonkey led the way to the back room.

Along the way, Zhao Xiong admired this courtyard

The traditional five-entry courtyard has everything in the traditional courtyard such as inverted seats, hanging flower doors, and hand-copying verandahs.

It seems that his cheap dad has spent a lot of money on the decoration of this courtyard.

The outer courtyard opens from the north, and there are six rooms on the left and right sides that are the dormitories of the family members, and the family members are all on the Zhuangzi at this time.

Under the east wall is the carriage shed, the wall opens a small door and walks through a small wharf dozens of meters, under the red lantern, there are several big red characters on the front wall of the martial arts arena.

On the west side against the wall is a weapon rack with some knives, guns and clubs on it.

On the east side, there are sandbags hanging from tall tree stumps, dumbbells for arm strength training, and barbells for weight lifting.

There are parallel bars and horizontal bars made of walnut wood against the fence, and more than a dozen brand-new fitness equipment are placed in the canopy next to it.

If someone looks closely, they will find that these fitness equipment are in simplified Chinese, with Huhua fitness equipment written on them, as well as the address of the factory.

This was a month ago, he asked Zhao Xiaodonkey to return to the courtyard and build a fitness room for him according to his drawings.

The contents were all transported from the Zhuangzi by boat.

Zhao Xiaodonkey led Zhao Xiong to the old Zhao Tong's previous study, and he dealt with it in the study for a night tonight.

Tomorrow, his mother and eighth sister will return to Zhao's mansion by boat, and three days later will be his father's red sun.

Enter the backyard of the old man Zhao's study is antique, a guqin is hung on the wall, and a long wooden strip in the middle is a wooden table, which is a wooden table in Jiangsu and Zhejiang gardens.

In the previous life, it was estimated that this wooden table could not be taken without 1 million.

There is a painting on the wall, which is a landscape, and to the left of the painting is a row of bookshelves.

He casually picked up a copy and flipped through it, but now Zhao Xiong is semi-literate when he comes to Dakang Dynasty, and these books with traditional Chinese characters have not been punctuated, which does seem to be a headache.

Zhao Xiaodonkey lit the brazier, and the temperature gradually rose in less than a cup of tea in the study.

Zhao Xiong, who was leaning on the book, looked at the interpretation of this dynasty collected by his father.

It is written in the book that since the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the Central Plains, China has been in turmoil for thirty years and six years, and I have raised troops from Taizu Wu Sangui to fight for it.

Sweep away Fujian and Guangdong, settle Bafan, chase Hu Jun in the north, purge China, and restore the old frontier of China.

Zhao Xiong spent most of the hour reading this book of more than 10,000 words, and solved the doubts in his heart, so it was.

He flipped through the newspaper on the head of the bed again.

After all, Lao Zhao Tong is a nine-grade official who is serious, and of course there is a report from the imperial court.

However, they are all newspapers from three years ago, and they belong to Taierzhuang, which is subordinate to Shandong Province, more than 1,000 miles away from the capital, and the imperial court information is blocked.