"The green forests of the world will kill them together." Chen Jing frowned and raised his head, staring at the official road ahead. The bullshit green forest in the world, in the final analysis, is just the old bandits in Luzhou, who want to cut off his head.

But Chen Jing didn't understand why this hateless and grudgeless person could suddenly get a knife.

"Zhou Yong, go to Qucheng quickly."

Qucheng is in the territory of Luzhou, a small town where Ma Fatzi's creditors are located.

In any case, before the sky darkens, they must enter the city pass and avoid disaster first.

It's a pity that within four or five miles, I met more than ten path cutting thieves on the official road. Break trees to block the way, hide in the woods and shoot arrows.

Four or five scattered bows and arrows were shot at once.

"Avoid!" The head mule chief hissed in warning, and Zhou Yong shouted urgently.

The people behind, including Chen Jing, all turned their horses' heads one after another, away from the range of the bow.

"Hu Dong, optimistic about the horses." Chen Jing's face was cold, he took the bow from his coat, and let Xing Xiaojiu put on the only piece of armor.

This short armor was given by Du Wei Tian An when he was at the outpost.

Xing Xiaojiu, who hung up his short armor, didn't need Chen Jing to say much, he immediately carried the knife and walked around from the side.

"Cover Lao Jiu!" Chen Jing condensed.

In addition to Hu Dong, Zhou Yong and the other two Orion Zhuang people, holding their bows, cautiously touched forward. Just waiting for the firing range, the three of them quickly twisted arrows and bows, followed the ambush path thieves, and shot out.

Zhou Yong didn't say it first, Zhao San, the two hunters, has always been good at using bows. After a short time, he shot a thief hiding on a tree branch and fell to the ground, screaming again and again.

Suddenly, the ambushed path cutting thieves scolded their mothers.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xing Xiaojiu had already bypassed, jumped out with light skills, and the family heirloom knife in his hand slashed, and suddenly split an old thief into a broken arm and rolled.

The rest of the path cutter thieves were shocked, they couldn't care anymore, they picked up the stick weapon in their hands, and killed Xing Xiaojiu.

"Pick up the knife!" Chen Jing roared. did not retreat, and Zhou Yong and a few others raised their weapons and went forward to kill them.

With the cooperation, only three or four more people were killed, and the rest of the path cutting thieves were all frightened, and the trees fell and scattered, and they hurriedly rushed to the nearby forest.

Xing Xiaojiu was extremely angry, grabbed the old thief with a broken arm, and threw it in front of Chen Jing.

Chen Jing had a calm face, and his short sword was pestled on the ground. On the side, several big men in the racecourse also raised knives in a circle.

"Do you tell yourself, or did I use means to force you to speak?"

"Chen Xiaodong's family...... It's the ghost head Tiger Weishou, he gave a death order, let's kill you in Luzhou. ”

"What a messy dog name? Did I mess with you? ”

Even if it is a road cut and robbery, you can buy a road with silver. But these previous path cutters clearly didn't give a chance, and just did it. And the weapons in his hand are much better than those in Ping'an Town.

"The old Mo Er of Huo'er Mountain came to Luzhou and said that Chen Dong's family had thousands of taels of silver on him, and he persuaded King Wei to make a move."

Hearing only this sentence, Chen Jing slowly understood. is not only a matter of robbery, but also a grudge.

"Chen Dongjia, I am old and young, and my wife is sick again......"

Chen Jing turned around in silence.

In the back, with Xing Xiaojiu's shot, the old thief with the broken arm screamed miserably, and there was no sound again.

"Brothers, get on the horse first and rush to Qucheng." Chen Jing gritted his teeth.

In the afternoon, the sun is dazzling. Only out of the dense forest, the whole world suddenly burned.

……

According to Chen Jing's consideration, after nightfall, the old bandits outside the city have no scruples and will be dispatched together. Therefore, he must enter the city, avoid this disaster first, and then find a way to return to Tang Village.

"The owner, I can't find the creditor, and for the sake of the neighbors, I said that I hid it early in the morning." Hu Dong and Zhou Yong walked back, their voices filled with anger.

"The owner, could it be Master Ma's means?" Hu Dong thought for a moment and spoke.

Chen Jing understood that what Hu Dong meant was that Lao Ma had set them up. But after thinking about it for a while, Chen Jing shook his head, Lao Ma is really an accomplice of the bandits, and he would not have followed the bandits in the first place.

"Let's find an inn first—"

Before Chen Jing finished speaking, his voice suddenly stopped. In front of them, more than a dozen officials pressed their knives and frowned.

"But the distant guest?"

"Exactly, from Ping'an Town, selling goods." Chen Jing said that he wanted to take out the notarization of the business name.

"I'm sorry...... I'm going to be banned from the city, and I'm going to ask the guests to leave the city. ”

"It's going to be night, people are sleepy, I'll immediately find an inn to stay, how about it." Chen Jing picked up a silver ingot and handed it forward.

The official caught his head, hesitated, and pushed the silver back. There was still a heaviness in his tone.

"Don't hide it from this owner, I don't know why, the city is banned today. It is the rule above that distant guests should be driven out of Qu County. The little proprietor went north, and there was still a checkpoint there, so just get close to the checkpoint, and it will be fine. ”

"How many miles?"

"More than sixty miles. We will go out of the city to patrol the sentry, and we can send the little owner a ride, about five miles. ”

"Then the Wu family, but they are officials?"

The Wu family is the debtor of Ma Fatzi.

The head catcher was silent, "He does have some skills, and he can eat everything in black and white." Please don't blame the little owner. ”

"Understood."

Chen Jing turned his head and looked at the several old brothers who had been with him all the way. More and more, he found that begging for food in troubled times was an extremely difficult thing.

Every step out is like walking on thin ice.

"Give it again...... Half an hour, for feeding the horses to rest their feet. ”

"My lord, may I ask one more question, why do you do this?"

The face of the head catcher suddenly became gentle, "It's not far away, I heard that the little proprietor is in Tang Village, and he led the villagers to fight the old bandits, so he should praise the hero." In this world, I haven't heard of something that can make people so happy for a long time. ”

Chen Jing clenched his fists.

The head catcher also clenched his fists, and after making a charlatan salute, he turned around and left with the people.

……

The sun was setting on the west side of the city. As soon as dusk passed, night followed. Countless black crows, almost smelling the smell of death, gathered in the forest not far from the city, and began to hiss and cry.

Chen Jing tilted his head and stood on the street at the city gate, the last trace of the sunset gradually disappearing into his face.

The horses were fed and their feet rested. What awaits them will be a new round of rush.

"Take a sword and bow and tie the skin to your body." Xing Xiaojiu carried the knife on his back and shouted from time to time. Not only the animal skins, but also the sharpened straight wooden poles, each of them was equipped with a handle, which was used as a riding spear. He even took advantage of the time to buy three more inferior horses.

Several heroes of the Xu family horse farm followed the action, checked the sword, bow and arrow pot, hugged their respective horses, stroked the horse's head, and whispered to appease.

"Get on the horse." Chen Jing tied up the animal skin, stepped on the stirrups, and turned over.

The head catcher was silent, and began to take more than 20 officials and errands, ready to set off for patrol. Clearly to drive away, but secretly to escort five miles.

And there was a great crowd gathered by the gates. I guessed what was going on, one by two, and my footsteps kept going.

Among them, there was a rich old man in a gorgeous robe, pointing at Chen Jing and a few people, and scolded. This old man in a gorgeous robe is called Wu Fu, and he is the debtor of Ma Fatzi's 2,000 taels of money.

"Little owner, let's get out of the city, I really can't help it."

"Bothered."

Chen Jing took a deep breath, glanced at the scenery outside the city, and prepared to gallop out of the city.

"Slow, slow!"

But at this moment, a young voice came. When Chen Jing turned around, he found that the previous scholar with a knife suddenly ran in front of him.

"Can you go along?" The scholar asked.

"I'm going north."

"But you are from Tangcun, and you will eventually go south."

"Little sir, there are a lot of bandits outside."

"If you have a knife in your hand and courage in your body, you can kill it." The scholar put down the cage, untied the knife, and carried it on his back.

"There are not many big Ran Erlang, I and Chen Xiaodong's family can be counted as one or two."

"Please little sir, get on the horse and go along!" Chen Jing clenched his fists and laughed.

"Good!" The little scholar relied on light skills, jumped on an empty horse, and landed steadily.

"Yunzhong County, Yanmen Town, Taishi Qing, is willing to walk with the little owner!"