"Face?"

"What more face do you want!"

Yang Ge shouted angrily, grabbed Shen Fa's collar and lifted him up, smashing left and right.

Although he didn't really have the strength to die, Shen Fan, who had the strength of the Qi Sea Realm, was not so weak.

But such a smashing method, the double blow of psychology and physiology, still hurts Shen Vawa and screams.

After smashing for about five or six rounds, Yang Ge let go, crossed his waist and looked down at Shen Fa condescendingly, and said loudly: "I'll tell you, next time, I will use my crooked brain on me and break your legs!" ”

After saying that, he narrowed his eyes and swept around him with steel knives pointing at his embroidered wrestlers.

The fierce eyes frightened the embroidered wrestlers into retreating.

Yang Ge turned around and left, and after walking a few steps, he ran with his legs, laughing loudly as he ran, happy as a child of more than a hundred pounds.

Shen Fa spit out a few mouthfuls of dust, forced himself to stand up like a broken body, and shouted at his distant back: "Where are you going?" ”

Yang Ge shouted without looking back: "Go home!" ”

What?

You ran so far, you really came to beat me up?

Shen Fa broke the big defense, and roared like thunder: "Yang Ergou, Lao Tzu is not finished with you!" ”

"Hahaha......"

Yang Ge laughed louder and louder, and ran back along the road he came from like a gust of wind, making up his mind never to give Shen Fana a chance to get back on the field.

The pedestrians who came and went on the street, seeing this strongman who dared to beat up even the big officials in the street, rushed over, and quickly stepped to both sides of the street, lest they hurt the pond fish......

Seeing this, Yang Ge shouted loudly without looking back: "It's empty, clean up your yard, don't fucking take any turtle bastards home, you don't have a shame, Lao Tzu is still ashamed!" ”

Shen Fan jumped to his feet: "I'm ...... your mother"

Before he could finish his swearing, Yang Ge's back had already disappeared around the corner at the end of the long street.

It just so happened that the old carriage that Yang Ge had encountered on the road turned around from the corner of the street.

They inexplicably watched this young man who had a relationship with each other as a gust of wind swept by, and then glanced at the dusty Shen Fan from a distance.

Shen Fa also saw the carriage from a distance, and the swarthy man with two steel guns on his back poked next to the carriage.

The anger on his face froze suddenly, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly covered his face with his sleeves, and walked quickly to the Beizhen Mansion Division: "What are you doing in a daze?" Don't you think it's embarrassing enough? If I really wait for you to protect me, Lao Tzu will die eight times a long time ago......"

He stepped into the door of the Beizhen Mansion Division, and inexplicably wanted to laugh again, but as soon as the corners of his mouth were raised, he forcibly pressed it down again, and shouted without looking back: "Call the painter to come to see me quickly!" ”

At the corner of the street, the swarthy man also suddenly laughed, and the laughter was indescribably relieved.

……

Yang Ge carried a bag of cooking cakes in his arms and left Luoyang City in the last wave of people out of the city.

After walking a mile or two, he glanced back at the sunset that was about to fall into the ground, turned his head and rolled up a cloud of smoke and dust and ran away in the direction of the road pavilion.

Night Road?

The night road master can also go home!

The more he ran, the easier it became, the more he ran.

It's as if all of a sudden, the vast world is full of the smell of freedom.

Even his true qi and martial arts are no longer just armor and sharp blades, but have become money in his passbook and oil in the fuel tank, which can take him wherever he wants......

"Wuhu!"

He was like a newly transformed monkey, screaming and jumping five or six feet away.

At the end of the eleventh year of Xiping, he went ashore in Great Wei.

It is now the beginning of the fourteenth year of Xiping.

After two years, he finally picked himself up to face the dampness and gloom that would still envelop him for the rest of his life.

Live in the moment......

……

Sunset and moonrise.

The sky is full of stars illuminating the snow.

Yang Ge, who had been running wildly for more than an hour, braked sharply and looked around at the unfamiliar scenery: "I can't be on the wrong path, right?" ”

He scratched his head and looked back: "No, this is the official road, and I haven't taken a fork in the road......"

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to go a little further and take a look, and if he still felt that something was wrong, he would find a random place to spend the night, and wait for dawn to ask someone for directions.

After going back and forth for about five or six miles, he suddenly noticed a fire in front of him, and a house-like fire could be faintly seen under the moonlight.

He was overjoyed, and quickened his pace towards the firelight.

Before he could get closer, he heard a fight......

"It can't be so bloody, right?"

He hesitated for a moment, but still scratched his head and leaned up, and found that this house was actually a post station for the official's family to eat, lodging, and change horses.

Becoming more and more puzzled, he jumped to the top of the wall, and saw that the inn was full of firelight, and a group of people wearing soap clothes and holding oxtail knives were struggling to resist a group of masked assassins wearing night clothes and with messy blades.

There were quite a few people on both sides, but at first glance, the masked assassins were at least twice as numerous as the fast catchers.

Together, there are at least one hundred and fifty people.

'What a scene! ’

Yang Ge thought about it, tore off the sweat towel around his waist to cover his face, and shouted loudly: "Stop, what's the fuss in the middle of the night?" Do you still have a sense of public morality, and the neighbors don't have to sleep! ”

The loud shouts like a lion's roar suppressed the many trappers and black-clothed assassins fighting in the inn, and they looked at Yang Ge, who was dressed in brown and covered with sweat towels, and then exchanged glances with strange expressions.

Catchers: 'Is this one of your men?' ’

Assassins: 'Aren't they your people?' ’

Catchers: 'What should I do, do you still fight?' ’

Assassins: 'This rammer looks like a very good fighter......

Yang Ge waited for a moment, and said impatiently again: "Is there anyone who can speak, come up and answer, what are you doing?" Isn't the caravanserai for rest? ”

As soon as his words fell, there was a masked assassin with a twitch in his head, who shouted viciously: "The White Lotus Sect is doing things, and you don't want to die!" ”

"Oh, the White Lotus Sect, it's amazing!"

Yang Ge suddenly realized, and then turned his head to look at the ticket catcher: "What about you?" Which yamen are you? ”

A heroic military official wearing a black veil, wearing a colored power suit, and holding a ring-headed knife replied loudly: "This official is Pei Jixun, the left Shaoqing of Dali Temple, who are you?" ”

Yang Ge plucked his ears: "I'm just going all the way, passing by here in the middle of the night, and I want to come in and rest...... Can you wait a little longer and let me rest and eat my bread? ”

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

"Ignore him, hurry up and ......"

"Up!"

His casual attitude stimulated the masked assassins, and the Dali Temple Hunters had already taken this opportunity to regroup and arm, so they immediately made a noise to start again.

A masked assassin with a bold hand also shot several darts at Yango.

"Trouble!"

Yang Ge sighed, casually swayed a wave of true qi to swing away these darts, and then shouted: "Hey, can someone tell me who is the good guy and who is the bad guy?" ”

Pei Jixun, who was wielding a knife and fighting fiercely, caught a glimpse of the picture of him opening the dart in the air, and responded loudly when he heard it: "Hero, this official was ordered to go out of Beijing to secretly visit Jia Xijin, the prefect of Laizhou, Shandong, to collude with Ning Wangfu to plot rebellion, and these White Lotus Sect demons are here for the evidence found by this official!" ”

"Shandong? King Ning? ”

Yang Ge secretly said in his heart, 'It's really bloody', and replied: "You are open-minded, the Qi Party has just won the position of the head of the household department, how can it collude with King Ning to rebel?" ”

As soon as Pei Jixun heard it, he knew that this was an understanding person, and hurriedly responded: "Hero, Jia Xijin is not a member of the Qi Party, he is the backbone of the Zhejiang Party. ”

"The officials of the Zhejiang Party have all done the couching place of the Qi Party? These officials are really having fun! ”

He shook his head in amazement and said, "That's reasonable...... Hey, White Lotus Sect Everyone, can you give me a face tonight and stop and retreat first? ”

"How old are you!"

"Don't leave a ...... alive"

"Kill him!"

The masked assassins were furious when they heard this, and more than a dozen people immediately surrounded Yang Ge.

Yang Ge swept his eyes, jumped up, and slapped his snow palm at the dozen or so masked assassins.

The majestic true qi turned into a majestic palm power and descended from the sky, and with a single palm, several masked assassins were shocked to the point of vomiting blood and flying out.

"The idea is piercing, the master of Qian Tan and the master of Wu Tan will help a certain family quickly!"

A masked assassin armed with a nine-ring broadsword shouted at this.

When Yang Ge heard the sound, he made a thousand pounds of kung fu and fell straight towards the man.

The man was horrified when he saw this, and picked up the nine-ring broadsword and slashed at Yang Ge.

Yang Ge lifted his left leg and swung it open, calmly swinging the nine-ring broadsword, and with a fierce tiger in his right palm, he climbed the mountain hard, and quickly buckled on the man's head like a thunderbolt.

The man died on the spot.

Yang Ge landed on the ground, took the nine-ring broadsword from his hand, and stepped forward to pounce among the masked assassins in front of him.

The masked assassins, who were crowded with people, were cleared of a large bloody clearing by him on the spot......

"Bell!"

A two-handed sword with the Big Dipper outlined in front of the sword slash blocked the nine-ring broadsword.

As soon as Yang Ge looked up, he saw a burly figure with excellent nocturnal clothes and dark lines, blocking in front of him.

"Your Excellency will cut my White Lotus Sect siblings like mustard, isn't it?"

When the masked assassins around him saw this man, they saluted and retreated with their fists folded......

This person also seems to have just arrived, and he has a very high status.

Yang Ge put away the knife and slowly took two steps back: "I asked them to give me face, not only did they give me, but they also wanted to kill me...... What can I do? ”

The burly figure also lowered his sword, shook his head slowly, and said, "I, the White Lotus Sect, have no reason to give up halfway. ”

Yang Ge: "That's going to be difficult! ”

The burly figure: "Since Your Excellency is passing by here, why don't you continue on the road?" It is very unwise to wade into this muddy water just by the words of the dog official! ”

Yang Ge: "It's not all because of his one-sided words, there are still some personal grudges in it." ”

The burly figure: "Is there a solution?" ”

Yange: "Probably not. ”

The burly figure: "Then how can Your Excellency be willing to stop, you might as well draw a path." ”

Yang Ge thought for a while and replied: "That's it, you take me three times, if you can live, I will turn around and leave, or if you stab me three times, if I die, I will be a hundred." ”

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome!"

The burly figure didn't want to hug his fist: "I will give your Excellency this face today, and we will see each other again in the future!" ”

"Huh?"

Yang Ge wondered, "Don't you hold on?" What if I can't kill you with three swords? ”

The burly figure: "There is really no need to bother, some trivial things, it is not worth fighting to the death with a master like Your Excellency." ”

"It's boring!"

Yang Ge yawned: "Then please everyone, it's not too early, I want to rest early!" ”

The burly figure nodded, put away his sword and whistled, turned around and strode towards the post station.

In an instant, the masked assassins who had fought with Dali Temple retreated like a tide, lifting the dead and wounded present and exiting the post station in an orderly manner.

The strict discipline made Yang Ge's brows jump...... Except for the fact that the battle formation is a little worse, this discipline is no worse than that of the army!

At that moment, all the Dali Temple members who looked at the White Lotus Sect who were receding like a tide were all relieved.

Pei Jixun stepped forward with his knife and gratefully bowed his hand to Yang Ge: "Thank you for your help and saving the lives of your comrades......

"Slow down!"

Yang Ge waved his hand and interrupted his thanks: "I helped you so much, you wouldn't want to send me away with a few words of thanks, right?" ”

Pei Jixun looked at him in astonishment: "Huh? ”

"Ahh

Yang Ge spread out a hand: "Give money, an official like you is definitely not bad for money, right?" ”

Pei Jixun immediately remembered that this guy was in a hurry in the middle of the night, had no long things, and didn't even have a horse, so he would definitely not be rich in the future......

"Yes yes ......yes

He nodded and took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, no matter how many there were, and handed them to Yang Ge: "If you still make a hand, please go back to Beijing with the next one, even if you pour out all your family property, you will be satisfied with the hero, if it is inconvenient to enter Beijing, the hero may wish to leave an address, and send some rituals to the next time......"

He saw it clearly, just the few knives in front of him that the master slashed people like cutting vegetables, and the plan was definitely not something that the sea of qi could cut!

If you can win over a true giant with a little money, no matter how much you spend, you won't lose money!

“tui~”

Yang Ge dipped a little spit on his fingers, carefully tapped the pile of silver tickets in his hand, and found that the smallest of them were fifty taels, just this one, to say the least, there were two or three thousand taels, and immediately folded the pile of silver tickets with satisfaction, and put them away properly: "Enough is enough, I will save you next time!" ”

As soon as Pei Jixun saw his appearance of buckling and rope, he knew that this guy must have never seen money: "Can the hero give a name, tonight's matter, there will be a back-up!" ”

Yang Ge thought for a while and replied: "It's good to say, the surname of a certain family is Ding Mingxiu, the words are very smooth, and the people in the rivers and lakes call it 'Jiaqian Jushi'!" ”

Pei Jixun: "This ......"

……

Shen Fa: "This ......"

He looked at the familiar but wilder and wilder Gongbi painting in his hand, and then looked at the painter below.

The painter waved his hands: "My lord, you know that it is difficult to jump out of the preconceived barrier when painting the same guest twice. ”

Shen Fa nodded, and then came back to his senses and carefully studied the painting in his hand.

The scenery and structure of the painting scroll have not changed from the original "hometown".

The only change was the middle-aged man who stood at the end of the ink city and looked at the Gongbi village across the river.

Now he had turned his back, his back to his peaceful and prosperous hometown, and with a long knife shaped like a ring-headed knife on his shoulder, and his clothes fluttered towards the fuzzy city where the pen was wild and torn, and the edge of the pen looked like a raging flame.

The more he pondered, the more interesting he felt......

After a long time, he asked: "The original painting was called 'Wangxiang', what is this one called?" ”

The painter secretly glanced at him and replied in a low voice: "In the humble opinion of the humble position, this painting should be called 'Chivalrous Travel'." ”

"Chivalrous?"

Shen Fa chewed these three words, thinking secretly in his heart...... It seems that in the future, I can't use any more tricks on that dead snake, it hurts too much!

No, you can't call that dead snake anymore.

The dead snake has come back to life, and it is still on the verge of turning into a dragon!

(End of chapter)