Yang Ge jumped on the bow of the boat, and shouted with a red-faced knife.

The eight people on the small sampan all looked at him in amazement, as if they didn't understand how the attitude of this stubborn seed, who was still soft and hard, and refused to give an inch, could suddenly change so dramatically.

But soon, the eight people reacted suddenly, and they were speechless for a while.

The attitude of this strong seed will suddenly change so much, only because of the "truth" that Ma Lao Liu said.

Is that "truth" reasonable?

Certainly makes sense.

At least they all think they have a point.

But does that reasoning matter?

Of course it doesn't matter!

Even Li Jincheng, who is the youngest and most vigorous, has never taken this truth to heart.

Children are reasonable.

Is it because they can occupy the Jianghuai waterway because their chain dock is big enough?

Of course not!

It's because their fists are hard enough, their knives are sharp enough, and their minions are enough!

Such a simple truth, even the man carrying the bag on the dock can say one, two, three, four.

That strong seed has made it to the thousands of households of embroidered clothes, can he not understand?

But they didn't expect that they would disdain the pros and cons of putting them on the table as a serious condition.

On the contrary, it is something that they themselves don't think of, but people take it seriously.

I know everything, but I can still be persuaded by these insignificant things......

What kind of realm is this.

They don't quite understand.

Subconsciously, I felt that he was a little stupid.

Subconsciously, there is some admiration.

Some people are like that.

You may not understand him and you may not want to be him......

But you can't help but admire him.

Because of what they hold on......

That's the way things are.

……

"Come on!"

Yang Ge slapped the blade of the oxtail knife on the bow of the boat, and shouted angrily: "Come one by one, or go together, I, Yang Erlang, will follow!" ”

The eight people on the small sampan looked at each other, and in the end it was Li Jincheng who pushed Ma Lao Liu, and Ma Lao Liu spoke again: "Lord Yang said that you are a fair and honest gentleman, and I am not a rabble of incorruptibility and shame!" ”

"Since Lord Yang is willing to give me the face of Lianwu, then I will come down to learn Lord Yang's tricks!"

"We will limit it to ten moves, if Lord Yang is a step ahead, five thousand taels of silver, I will offer it with both hands!"

"If you win a narrow move, please ask Lord Yang to send someone back to Suzhou and change the plaque on the good hall to 'This good hall is generously donated by Lian Wu'!"

"Why does Lord Yang think?"

Yang Ge responded loudly: "When a man speaks, he spits and nails, no matter whether he wins or loses, I, Yang Erlang, will give you a pennant in Lianlianwu in my personal name!" ”

"Take back the money, although I love money, I take it in a good way!"

"As for whether the plaque of Suzhou Shantang can be replaced, it depends on your own ability!"

Ma Lao Liu hugged his fists heavily, and laughed: "Sure enough, no matter whether I win or lose, I, Ma Lao Liu, am willing to make Lord Yang a friend!" ”

"Friends?"

Yang Ge sneered: "When you wipe your butt clean when the chain dock is clean, come and make friends with me Yang Erlang!" ”

Ma Lao Liu was not angry, but solemnly waved his hands and said: "A word is a certainty!" ”

Yang Ge held a knife and clenched his fists: "A word is a certainty!" ”

Ma Lao Liu stretched out his hand, and a big man in black behind him grabbed a steel knife and threw it to him, Ma Lao Liu caught it and held a knife flower casually: "Lord Yang is a guest from afar, please!" ”

Yang Ge pointed the knife at him: "Be careful, my hands are heavy, I have only learned to make a knife, and I haven't had time to learn to collect a knife yet!" ”

Ma Lao Liu chuckled confidently: "Although Lord Yang lets go, if I can't even take Lord Yang's ten moves, it means that my sixth skill is not as good as others, and I deserve this catastrophe!" ”

He is a "white strip in the waves" Ma Ji Chang, who has been crisscrossing the Jianghuai River for many years, how can he be a vain person!

Yang Ge bowed: "Then I'm here!" ”

Ma Lao Liujiao made a defensive position.

Yang Ge jumped and slashed Huashan with a volley.

In an instant, the snow-bright sword light poured like a waterfall, illuminating the eyes of countless people.

Seeing this, Ma Lao Liu's heart shook dramatically, and before he had time to think about it, he slammed on the board of the boat, and shouted angrily: "Fubo Knife Technique!" ”

The sword light was vertical and horizontal, and a surging sword light that was not inferior to Yang Ge rose into the sky.

"Bang!"

The two knives met, and the remaining strength exploded two or three zhang high water splashes on the surface of the river, and the turbulent waves pushed the small sampan behind Ma Lao Liu backwards and transformed it several feet.

In the splash like pouring rain, the bodies of the two people who fought fell down, the soles of their feet slapped heavily on the surface of the river, and their bodies rose into the sky again, waving knives to attack.

Yang Ge waved the knife with both hands, and his momentum was as fierce as a hungry tiger descending the mountain, one knife was fast, one knife was fierce, and the knife was followed by the evil wind.

After Ma Lao Liu lifted his spirits and attacked him with a dozen knives quickly, he only felt that his hands were numb and his internal qi was agitated, and he hurriedly withdrew to change his moves, and the fierce knife path smoothly turned into a dense knife net.

"Nets?"

Yang Ge couldn't break his knife net with several knives, and the anger in his heart couldn't be vented, so he raised his knife angrily: "Can the net catch the carp, can the net catch the shark...... Pull out the dew in the frost and break it for me! ”

He slashed down, and a strong internal qi gushed out like opening a floodgate, turning into a sharp knife qi as cold as an ice knife, and slashed straight down.

Ma Lao Liu, who was in that compartment, only felt that his scalp was numb when he saw the bright sword light of the Dao as bright as the clouds and golden sun were overwhelming under the hood.

Deng Shi no longer dared to spare his hand, grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands and roared hoarsely: "Get up! ”

He turned the steel knife sideways and swayed it with all his might.

Only a roaring sound like a torrent eruption was heard, and a turbid water dragon rose into the sky, and the castration hit several snowy sword qi that fell head-on.

Li Jincheng, who was on the small sampan not far away, looked at the surging water dragon that seemed to be standing on a sailboat, and said in a lost voice: "Is this 'Qianli Huaze'?" ”

He had long heard that Ma Lao Liu had realized a powerful knife technique in the flooding of the Bianhe River, and he pestered Ma Lao Liu several times to see him, but Ma Lao Liu vaguely shirked it.

Today, I can see that it is really majestic, and there is already a magnificent atmosphere of knife business!

At the right time, a voice sounded in Li Jincheng's ears: "What a fierce knife technique, such a fierce offspring!" ”

Li Jincheng stared intently at the fierce scene of the collision of the two sword qi, and asked verbally: "Second Uncle Wang, how can you grow the morale of others and destroy the prestige of your own family......

Before the last word "wind" could be spit out, he saw a figure fly upside down and slam into the water.

His gaze straightened instantly......

The water splashed down, and the tall figure wearing a prisoner's ox embroidered robe and a black iron half-face mask stood on a wooden board with a knife, breathing rapidly and undulating.

When Li Jincheng saw the figure clearly, it also happened that the figure looked towards the small sampan.

Four eyes touched.

Li Jincheng looked away unnaturally.

……

"Do you recognize it?"

Yang Ge picked up his knife, pointed at the six black-clothed men on the small sampan, and shouted like thunder: "If you don't recognize it, come again!" ”

Li Jincheng secretly pinched his thigh, gritted his back molars and was about to step forward.

At this moment, Wang Er, who had just spoken, stepped forward and blocked him: "The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, a promise of a thousand gold, defeated under the hands of a fair and honest gentleman like Lord Yang, I am not ashamed of Lianwu!" ”

Yang Ge didn't drop the knife, and shouted again: "So that you can know that today I, Yang Erlang, don't bother with you about blocking the road and provoking you, it's not that I'm going to be a big player in your chain dock, but I am also going to be a thief in your chain!" ”

"If you teach me to meet the ruffians and hooligans who are evil and troublesome on the Bianhe River, no matter what their relationship with your chain dock is, I will do it!"

"If one day you can't abide by morality anymore, the day when the Beizhen Fusi's order is issued will be the time when you and I will meet each other!"

"I hope you can wait and do it yourself!"

Wang Eryao hugged his fists: "Lord Yang's advice, I will keep it in mind from top to bottom, I hope that one day, Lord Yang can come to the chain dock and give me a chance to wait for a little bit of the friendship of the landlord." ”

Yang Ge put away his knife, turned around and jumped onto the boat: "Drink the same river water, how to borrow wine from each other, I wish you a good start and a good end, peace and success...... Fang Ke, sail! ”

Wang Er glanced back at a few black-clothed men, and the six black-clothed men clasped their fists together and shouted: "Send Lord Yang, smooth sailing, and success!" ”

The small sampan slowly floated to the bank of the river, and eight 10,000-hundred-weight boats sailed down the river.

"Bang dang."

A steel knife fell into the small sampan, Ma Lao Liu climbed on the small sampan with both hands and feet, and hugged his fist to Li Jincheng with a guilty face: "Young master, the sixth man has embarrassed you!" ”

Li Jincheng hurriedly stepped forward to help him up: "Where is Uncle Ma, your knife is 'thousands of miles away', the little nephew is an eye-opener!" ”

Ma Lao Liu was ashamed to leave his face and did not get up, feeling shameless to face the brothers.

Wang Er stepped forward and forcibly pulled him up: "The sixth child doesn't need to blame himself, he has already got the three flavors of the knife in his later life, as long as he doesn't die young, he will become a knife in the future, even if he changes me and waits, no one can please him!" ”

"Three flavors in the knife?"

Li Jincheng was stunned and said: "Did he start practicing knives when he was in his mother's womb?" ”

Ma Lao Liu sighed heavily in despair.

Wang Er glanced at him and said softly: "The young master thinks that the most important thing for people who practice martial arts, why?" ”

Li Jincheng pondered for a moment and replied: "Famous teacher, high merit, divine soldier!" ”

Wang Er looked at him, hesitated slightly, but still shook his head and said, "Not all right." ”

Li Jincheng was surprised: "What is that?" ”

Wang Er raised his hand and tapped his temples, and then tapped his chest: "It's thought, it's mind, it's breath!" ”

Li Jincheng was stunned, and suddenly remembered that his old father seemed to have said the same thing.

Ma Lao Liu looked at the fleet sailing away, and whispered: "'Qianli Huaze' is my strongest sword, but before the knife came out, I had a hunch that this knife might not be defeated, but it turned out to be really invincible...... It looks like I'm really old. ”

"You're not old."

Wang Er also shook his head and sighed: "It's because he's too young!" ”

……

The twilight was heavy.

The sound of drinking and having fun in the labor army in Shanhaiguan stretches for more than ten miles.

On a steep hill outside Shanhaiguan, a broken banner of "Walking for Heaven" fluttered fiercely in the deep twilight.

Under the banner, the three brothers of Lushan overlooked the lively firelight in the pass, and behind them were hundreds of unkempt and tattered men.

"Big brother, why do you have to go?"

Jiang Kui stroked the mount's supple mane and said in a low voice: "I have been promoted to the commander-in-chief of the Liaodong Metropolitan Division, and in the future, I can lead the army independently, and the big guys will stay, and in the future, I can drink a lot of wine and eat a lot of meat, and the brothers can also run for a future...... It's better than slash-and-burn outside the gates, subject to the splice gas of the Tartars and the imperial court! ”

Liu Meng sneered, turned his horse's head and walked towards the unkempt men.

Jiang Kui turned his head and sent him away, his eyes a little gloomy.

Lei Heng patted him on the shoulder and said with a gentle smile: "It's not the first day you know him, he has this temperament, he can't spread fire if he has fire, and he can't get along with anyone!" ”

"He doesn't understand, I don't blame him!"

Jiang Kui looked back at his brother's generous face: "But eldest brother, you should understand that I defected to the imperial court and joined the army, not to covet glory and wealth, and to have a wife and a son......"

Liu Meng's piercing laughter didn't make his face change anything.

But as he said this, his voice suddenly choked up, and he couldn't go on.

"I understand!"

Lei Heng smiled and rubbed his shoulder vigorously, trying to make him relax.

But no matter how he pinched it, Jiang Kui's body was as tense as a stone.

He smiled helplessly, withdrew his hand and said: "Actually, Lao Wu's heart is also bright, don't look at him all day long, you send troops to Mobei, he is the one who cares the most, and he keeps sending people to inquire about your marching route and your location all day long...... Enough is enough, we have chopped thousands of Tartars in this battle, and we should be the leader! ”

"A few thousand is enough!"

Jiang Kui laughed, and there was not the slightest hint of laughter in his laughter: "How can it be tens of thousands of dollars to be enough!" ”

Lei Heng sighed softly.

"Big brother, don't go!"

Jiang Kui smiled and said seriously: "You leave with your brothers, what happened to us brothers before, and what will happen in the future." ”

Lei Heng glanced at him, but still shook his head, although his tone was light, but extremely resolute: "Everyone has their own life, your life is in the barracks, and the life of me and Lao Wu is outside the gate." ”

Jiang Kui hurriedly said, "Why? Isn't it revenge wherever you go? ”

Lei Heng was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and pointed in the direction where the sound of drinking and having fun came from: "Do you really think that Great Wei has a way for us to live?" ”

Jiang Kui was stunned, and his face slowly darkened.

Lei Heng slowly put down his big hand and said softly: "Da Wei is already old, his head is rotten, his feet are rotten, and he is covered with bedsores. ”

"Brethren can die on the way to kill the Tartars, or they can die under the scimitars of the Tartars, but they cannot die under the oppression of those dog officials."

"No matter how hard the days outside the gate are, I can't lead the brothers to run to death!"

He turned the horse's head and finally patted Jiang Kui's shoulder: "You can do what you want to do, if you encounter difficulties, I and Lao Wu are waiting for your letter at any time, when you are tired, tired, and can't move, you will come home, and there will always be your hot kang and your rice bowl at home." ”

After speaking, he raised the banner of "Doing the Way for Heaven" and shouted: "Brothers, go home!" ”

The unkempt and ragged men got up one after another, and the joyful sparse cheers shouted, "Go home......"

Jiang Kui stood alone on the top of the mountain, watching the broken flag slowly melt into the night.

Looking back again, I could only see a faint firelight, swaying in the thick night.

(End of chapter)