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Night, shophouse.

Because it is just a general inn on the official road, the store is narrow, and it is not neat and clean, but it is a place for passers-by to rest, often a large bunk lives on a dozen people, and it is crowded. Because Meng Shuai spent more money to charter a house, a clay kang for two people to sleep on, but it was still spacious.

Meng Shuai had no worries about food and clothing in his previous life, and he lived quite a stable life in this life, he couldn't get used to sleeping on this only covered with straw, not even a cover, and a hard clay kang disturbed by bed bugs and fleas, and after half the night with his eyes open, he heard that Shui Lao was asleep, and he didn't feel sleepy.

At this moment, I could only hear the sound of "cuckoo cuckoo" outside the window.

The sound was very soft, and it disappeared into the night sky after a few sounds.

Cuckoo calling?

Don't be funny, it's clearly a human voice.

Probably someone who is bored learning bird calls......

Wrong!

What flashed in Meng Shuai's mind was the picture of the TV series he had watched back then, and he was immediately alert, leaning against the wall, and slowly getting up.

When people learn to call birds, they must be joints, or throw stones to ask for directions. Maybe some spy is passing on information, maybe ...... It could also be a robber!

Thinking of "robbers", his heart skipped a beat.

If in his time, this thought was enough to be paranoid by the standard of paranoia. As a kind citizen, how has he ever seen this?

But this is not a city in the 21st century, this is a different world, or a troubled world, as far as he knows, the outside world is full of wolves and thieves!

Especially today, the water is still white!

Meng Shuai's mind quickly flashed a large number of memory fragments—those were all what Zhong Shaoxuan had taught him in the past, as well as the hearsay brought by the Shatuo caravan.

Liangzhou is close to the frontier and is already a border area of the Great Qi Dynasty, but this does not mean that it is more chaotic than the Central Plains. On the contrary, the Great Qi Dynasty was in dire straits, and it was already in chaos. Living in this land, whether it is stable or not, is not whether it is in the Central Plains, but depends on what festival is made on the stall.

It is said that Jiang Dashuai of Liangzhou is one of the "three masters" of Daqi Domain, and he has a very good set of military and political governance, and the ground in Liangzhou, especially in Shatuokou, is quite peaceful.

But it was only relatively peaceful, the country was about to die, and evil was everywhere, which was eternal. Even in Liangzhou, even in Shatuokou, where the business road is busy, he can count seven or eight groups of thieves and thieves, some come and go like the wind, some gather in the mountains and forests, and some lone thieves go to thousands of homes at night.

No matter what kind of thief he is, he is a character, just like Zhong Shaoxuan commented, at least he is a "third-rate", compared to Meng Shuai, he is heaven and earth, and he is more than lucky when he encounters it.

Although he may have thought too far, after all, this is still an inn on the official road, and it is unlikely that there will be many thieves, but caution is better than carelessness, he got up to touch the bamboo spear on the one hand, and pushed Shui Lao on the other hand, so that he could be more vigilant.

Shui Lao opened his eyes, still showing that blank gaze, and yawned.

Meng Shuai was helpless, he got up and crept behind the door, his palms holding the bamboo gun were full of sweat. He himself has no experience to speak of, he went out to fight with his buddies in his previous life, and he bullied children in this life, and he never has it again. If the other party is an ordinary person who wants to make money, it is okay, if it is a professional ......

Squeak –

A soft sound, audible in the dark.

The door opened.

Two big men dressed in black came in, holding two sharp knives in their hands.

Not professional!

Meng Shuai was overjoyed, these two guys were clearly the two juniors in the store, and what they were holding in their hands were the kitchen cutters and boning knives on the board, which was unprofessional!

In that case, preemptive!

Meng Shuai got up, raised a kick, and kicked on the door.

I heard a loud "bang!" and the door slammed shut.

The two shopkeepers turned around at the same time, showing a stunned look, Meng Shuai saw the opportunity, the bamboo gun slashed horizontally, snapped, and whipped on the neck of the shopkeeper in front, the shopkeeper screamed, took a few steps back, and fell. Meng Shuai reversed the bamboo gun, lowered his head and rushed forward, the barrel of the gun was just on the stomach of the person behind him, the man rolled to the ground with his stomach in his arms, and Meng Shuai made up another blow to knock him unconscious.

The other shopkeeper staggered up, Meng Shuai didn't care about anything else, jumped up with both feet, and stomped on his head hard, the man didn't snort, and fell soft.

These few rabbits have risen and fallen, and the winner has been determined by a few strokes. Meng Shuai took advantage of his unpreparedness, but his subordinates had a little more effort than ordinary people, so they could succeed. If one of those two people has practiced martial arts, the companion will immediately adapt to the fall, and the victory or defeat will be reversed immediately.

Taking a breath, Meng Shuai lifted the bamboo gun with one hand, pulled Shui Lao with the other, and said, "Teacher, don't fall asleep." We've got a black shop, so let's get out and talk about it. Shui Lao "ah", I didn't know what it meant, and followed him out of the guest room in a daze.

The two walked all the way out of the guest room, and before they reached the door of the inn, they heard someone screaming, and a long hiss pierced the night sky.

Meng Shuai's heart tightened, and he said secretly: "What came from the front? There are also people who have also been poisoned? This shop is not a temporary idea, but a veteran?"

Brush –

As soon as he went out, Meng Shuai took two steps back and covered his eyes with his sleeve.

The light outside was too dazzling for him to come out of the darkness.

The blazing fire was so dazzling that Meng Shuai didn't even see what was in front of him.

It wasn't until a little more time did he look up, open his slitted eyes, and take a closer look at the situation outside.

Then he was dumbfounded.

At the door of the shop, there were twenty men in black, forming a half-circle. Everyone was sturdy, their faces were covered with black scarves, and the torches in their hands were blazing, reflecting the full of evil spirit and malice. The big man in black was surrounded in the middle, a tall horse, and immediately sat a strong man with a mustache, surrounded by four minions with torches, who seemed to be collars.

This is not a special ...... Professional!

Meng Shuai only felt that a cold air rushed up from under his spine and reached his forehead, turning into cold sweat and flowing down, from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, it was cold.

Are they really robbers?

Was it the bandits, horse thieves, or some other strongmen he was still imagining?

Where did these people come from, where are they going, why did they suddenly appear outside the inn, and what were they going to do?

He couldn't even think about it, and it didn't mean anything to him now.

Because his whole body was numb.

He is just a small white-collar worker from modern society, he has never seen murder and fire prevention in his life, and he can only see a corpse once after watching a horror movie, so he can say how bold can he be? How high can he be in the face of danger? Even if he comes to the other world and practices his fists and feet for a few months, where can he be reborn?

He has his courage, ambition and righteousness, which makes him easy in ordinary times, but the words of not being afraid of danger and being decisive in killing have nothing to do with him, at least for now.

He was scared.

At such a critical moment, his sweaty hands tightly grasped the thin bamboo gun, trying to grasp the last bit of courage like a life-saving straw.

I saw that the leader's expression was very strange under the firelight, his eyes swept around, and he seemed to see Meng Shuai, but he didn't seem to see it, but he just waved his hand and spit out a word: "Search." ”

Dozens of big men rushed to the inn.

Although there were only a few dozen people, under the glow of the torches, it seemed to have the momentum of thousands of troops.

Meng Shuai's face turned pale and he jumped to the side, hoping to avoid the crowd and let the robbers run past him, instead of noticing him.

It backfired, and although he had tried to be as inconspicuous as possible, one of the crowd rushed up to him and smiled, "There's a little doll—" and raised his knife and slashed at him.

Meng Shuai was shocked and angry, the bamboo gun in his hand was raised above his head to block, only to hear a sound, the knife was broken a few inches, but the bamboo gun saw a big gap, Meng Shuai was shocked by the impact, fell down with a thud, and his arm was numb.

That's a lot of strength!

A thought flashed in Meng Shuai's heart, his strength has been exercised, at least not weaker than an adult, but it can't compare to this guy at all, is he a martial artist in the weightlifting realm?

A minion, it's actually a weightlifting realm?

The big man saw that Meng Shuai was not dead, and his backhand was another knife, Meng Shuai was again, and he heard a click, the bamboo spear was broken into two, and the big knife continued to look down, Meng Shuai rolled instinctively, poof, and the big knife looked on the ground and splashed a piece of dirt.

The knife landed only half a foot from his head. If he deviates by half a foot, his second life will end silently.

Just a stone's throw away, yin and yang are separated!

An unprecedented sense of fear came out of his heart, he had never been so close to death, nor had he experienced the great horror of life and death so much, and he was trembling all over his body for a while.

I heard someone laugh and say, "What are you entangled with this doll-"

Meng Shuai felt that he was hit hard behind him, his body flew away, and he landed on the ground around him, eating a mouthful of dust, only to feel a sharp pain in his back, his mouth was fishy and salty, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

He was kicked away.

Falling to the ground in a daze, an indescribable emotion constantly hit his mind, causing his vision to shift, and the world in front of him was turned upside down, and bursts of blood red flooded his vision.

Is it fear, or anger, anger, or something else?

After being kicked away, he raised his head and saw Shui Lao's figure.

He woke up suddenly—

Just now, I was just thinking about getting out of danger, but I didn't expect that behind me, there was a dazed and ignorant water elder.

Shui Lao's emaciated figure looked extremely weak in front of the black-clothed man, and his eyes looked even more dazed in the firelight.

A big man rushed in front of him and slashed at him with a knife!

No!

Meng Shuai's eyes closed, and when he opened them again......

Nothing was born.

I saw Shui Lao standing in place stupidly, the clothes on his body were cut off, but the oily skin on his body was not broken, and his eyes were even more confused than just now.

There was an eerie silence. Even the big man who had already broken into the inn couldn't help but turn around and stare at Shui Lao together.

The big man who slashed people with a knife was even more stupid, and looked at Shui Lao blankly, just as Shui Lao also looked back, and his two pairs of dull eyes stared at each other.

After a while, the big man roared and slashed down again, this time on Shui Lao's head!

There was silence again.

After a long while, when the big man withdrew the knife, Shui Lao looked up at him and said, "What's wrong?"

No harm!

Everyone gasped, and even Meng Shuai, who fell to the ground, was stunned for a while, and then thought of what Shui Lao himself said: He must have been a big man before.

What do you mean by a big shot?

Golden light protects the body, and all poisons do not invade?

Living immortals?

The appearance of the old man standing in place is too far from the big man. If anything, it is that although he stood stupidly, the people around him did not dare to gasp!

Shui Lao was stunned for a while, then suddenly reacted, took two steps, rushed to Meng Shuai, and bent down to pick him up.

Meng Shuai's body was only twelve years old, even among his peers, he was not tall, and he happened to be hugged tightly by Shui Lao.

An old man and a young man walked out of the sword bush step by step.

The leader looked at them suspiciously, and suddenly pointed and shouted, "Kill them!"

The big man who was stunned around subconsciously picked up the knife and slashed it with his head and face.

Meng Shuai was held in his arms and was not hurt, but there was a sound of "snort" in his ears, which was the sound of the sword slashing on Shui Lao's body, and every time he made a sound, he felt a tremor in his heart, and all kinds of anger, unwillingness, and grief and indignation surged into his heart together.

He relied on his own strength to protect Shui Lao, but he had to rely on Shui Lao to sacrifice himself to rescue him.

Rao has studied martial arts for so many years, his opponent can only be a naughty boy, once he encounters a real robber, he is simply vulnerable, and those little tricks and small means are even more useless.

Overestimate one's strength or oneself......

The four words that flashed through his mind stung him deeply......

Want power!

Since crossing into the other world, he has been living a relatively relaxed life, worry-free food and clothing, and his brother takes care of him, but he has maintained a state of interest in martial arts, until today, he does not know what it means to have no strong martial arts in this chaotic world......

Self-protection is not enough, how can we protect others?

Practicing martial arts, learning the best martial arts, and gaining the greatest strength is his only belief now.

Dozens of knives were not hacked to death, and Shui Lao walked out of the inn slowly. The robbers around stared wide-eyed, looking at Shui Lao's back and gasping, I don't know who made a sound first, dropped the blade to the ground, and then when the sound rang continuously, the sword fell to the ground.

"Monster ......" I don't know who whispered.

There was no reaction, and Shui Lao's back gradually disappeared into the night.