Just like Du Chengfeng didn't know that the Qingyang Department had already given him the name of "Jibei Young Tiger", the leaders of the Qingyang Department probably didn't expect that Du Chengfeng didn't think about changing places at all.

In fact, until now, Du Chengfeng still thought that this Qingyang army was an ambush arranged by Su Xiqing.

There were twelve weird dancers in the ambush, who could control the enemy with only horns and war drums, which showed that Su Xiqing was a great person with superb means.

Just now, if he had misjudged the slightest, he would have been thrown into the bonfire and burned to the ground.

"This is the terrible place for Su Xiqing......"

As soon as he thought of the god-like figure in his mind, Du Chengfeng's heart became more and more heavy.

In this world, there are really such strong and invulnerable people.

So when he is full, he will go to Jizhen to find trouble with Su Xiqing, and if he has this time, it is better to go back to Yangjiabao to fry two hard vegetables, and sleep well after eating.

After all, it was the middle of the night, and he was a little tired.

"The combination of work and rest is the most important thing."

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but glance around a few times.

It's good that there are no ranger chasers in sight.

After confirming his own safety, Du Chengfeng was not careless, but first rode the horse around the neighborhood for a few circles, until he confirmed that the road under his feet was relatively hard, then he got off the horse, wrapped the horse's hooves in soft leather, and led the horse all the way back to Yangjiabao.

This is still the local method he learned from the dagger on his body from the robbers, and the way to avoid the tracking of officers and soldiers, although Du Chengfeng didn't think that this thing could deceive the grassland people's horse exploration and rangers, but even if he could buy a little more time, it was a good thing.

As long as he can buy a little more time, he will be able to sleep well, and then he will be replaced by him chasing those steppe people and killing them.

"But this Yang family actually ran so fast......"

Du Chengfeng, who returned to Yangjiabao, looked at the deserted village, and was a little uncomfortable for a while.

In the past, although Yangjiabao was not considered to be a large number of dingkou, at least there were still some people, adults would go to work in the fields, and some children could be seen running back and forth on the road - but with the departure of the Yang family and other displaced people, the entire Yangjiabao finally returned to dead silence.

After the loss of their occupants, all the houses have become dilapidated and deserted.

"Carpenter Li also followed...... It seems that the Yang family is quite creditable. ”

After confirming that the house he was familiar with had long been empty, Du Chengfeng returned to his small courtyard.

The first thing he did when he came back was to put his luggage and tie up his horse, and Du Chengfeng also took off the horn and war drum hanging on his horseback - this is why he has always wanted to have a house of his own, after all, these bits and pieces must have a place to place.

Horns and war drums, he had studied on the way. To put it simply, I didn't understand it. Although in the hands of those weird dancers, these horns and single-sided drums have exerted incredible power, but when Du Chengfeng tried, these two horns and three single-sided war drums still didn't even hold back a fart after all.

But maybe not the same thing, at least the sound he made when he blew the horn was like a fart.

"There should be a special usage, go back and see if you can rub this knowledge when sharpening the knife."

Although I don't know how to use this horn and one-sided drum for a while, it is also a good thing to use it as a trophy to keep a memory. What's more, although the horn blows like a fart, the drum can at least be beaten, and it can be taken out to practice when there is nothing to do, and it can be regarded as a good instrument.

After putting things down, the first thing is to eat first. After a busy night, Du Chengfeng finally ate a few hard dishes that he had in mind - a large boiled dried shredded, a Pingqiao tofu soup, and the braised lion's head that he was looking forward to the most. Although with his current understanding of the blade, he can almost be called a god speed in terms of cutting and matching, but a few dishes are busy surviving, and the sun has already risen.

"Is this breakfast or dinner?"

Scratching his head, Du Chengfeng decided not to think about this problem of no nutrition.

After feeding the horses fodder and taking some cheap wine to scrub the blades in the saddle bag, Du Chengfeng sat down and began to enjoy the food.

The embers in the stove have not yet been extinguished, and only this wisp of cooking smoke is left in Yangjiabao under the rising sun.

But even just a wisp of cooking smoke made this dilapidated village a little more vivid.

After eating and drinking, Du Chengfeng, who was drowsy, was not in a hurry to sleep, but picked up those blades again and practiced a few times in the air - they all said that actual combat is the best teacher, although Du Chengfeng has learned a lot in the memory of those blades, but after he really started killing, he has a lot of new insights.

The stereotyped movements gradually became smoother, the stiff slashes became more flexible, and the descriptions of the human body structure in the Red Piercing Technique gradually gave birth to a deeper understanding, and even the center of gravity movement and footwork began to become more solid and swift.

If Yang Fatzi stood here, he might be able to see one humanoid silhouette after another from Du Chengfeng's face.

But in the face of these humanoid silhouettes that are different in height, shortness, fat and thinness, Du Chengfeng can do it every time, letting the blade swim between the fascia of the bone and the seam, without cutting or cutting.

"If you can solve pigs, you can solve people."

At this moment, Du Chengfeng, who had combed through all the techniques on his body, had a sense of accessibility.

"No wonder Yang Fatzi is just a pig killer, but he can kill the entire Assassin Mansion...... It turns out that the truth is the same. ”

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but admire more and more that this fat man Yang who had never met before.

Whether it is knife handling technology, business ideas, business scale, or trouble.

At least the general pig killer can't do it to the point where a state assassin can attack it, even if Jizhou is a notoriously poor border state, it's the same.

When I think of Yang Fatzi, I will naturally think of Yang Fatzi's children and grandchildren. However, as soon as he thought that the Yang family had already gone west, Du Chengfeng no longer cared - anyway, with him here to hold the firepower of the grassland Hu people, the Yang family should be able to send his kind-hearted old brother to a safe place.

As for whether they will meet again in the future, Du Chengfeng did not consider these.

After all, it is still unknown whether he will survive this life-and-death battle.

"Let's go to bed first, and when we wake up, we will go out and kill...... Well? ”

Just when Du Chengfeng was about to lie down in the quilt and sleep well, Yangjiabao, which was originally dead, suddenly heard a burst of noise.

"Who?"

One rolled over and got up from the bed, and Du Chengfeng grabbed the thick knife.

Is it a chaser? Or has he already been exposed?

Sure enough, the method of covering up the traces of those bandits and robbers is not so useful, I should have changed my thinking if I knew it, and just grabbed one of the dens of those bandits and robbers in my memory, anyway, it was just a temporary rest for a while.

As for the current words......

"Just eaten, just to consume."

As he spoke, Du Chengfeng went out with a big knife and was about to kill someone.

But after he pushed the door out, what he saw was not a grassland Hu person.

It's those who were supposed to leave Yangjiabao.

I saw that the people in front of me, whether it was the Yang family or those village residents, everyone was injured at this moment, all of them were bloody, and the team of hundreds of people was already missing most of them at this moment, and even those belongings had lost a lot, which was obviously a hasty escape.

"What's going on? How is this all right? ”

Du Chengfeng hurriedly looked for Carpenter Li among the crowd, but fortunately, his old brother was still alive, and the family of four was safe and sound, but one leg was broken and a splint was splint.

At least slightly better than the old man Yang Xuan on the side, Yang Xuan, who could still be on crutches, has already broken his legs at this moment, and he can't get up and down in the cart.

"What's going on? Didn't you go west? ”

Du Chengfeng couldn't help frowning.

"How can this come back?"

"It's all my credit!"

Just when Du Chengfeng wanted to ask Carpenter Li what happened, a familiar figure brandished a scimitar and rushed in front of Du Chengfeng.

"It's all my Yang Sanlang's...... Woo! ”

Du Chengfeng, who was startled, thought that it was Hu Ren in front of him, and raised his hand and punched Yang Sanlang to the ground.

It was at this time that Du Chengfeng discovered that the scimitar in Yang Sanlang's hand was a little familiar.

"This ......"

Looking at the blood-stained scimitar, Du Chengfeng was speechless for a long time.

He seemed to know why something happened to the Yang family.

After appeasing Carpenter Li, who was still a little weak, Du Chengfeng was not ready to continue to ask this old brother. Anyway, he had already noticed that the scimitar was stained with blood, so he could just use a more convenient way to see what was going on.

"You can't be so unlucky......

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng began to polish the lost and recovered scimitar in his hand.