Chapter 8: Murder
When the young novice saw the two young men on horseback, he immediately got up and walked towards the door.
The girl raised her eyebrows slightly, and the flying sword disappeared in place, only to be in front of the little novice in an instant, only an inch away from those eyes.
The old monk tapped the table again, and the flying sword shot back as if it had been hit hard.
The girl's face turned pale, she glared angrily, and scolded: "The old thief is bald." ”
The little novice lost the shock of the flying sword, and came to the door of the teahouse in a flash.
The girl followed and wanted to get up, but suddenly a huge force pressed down out of thin air, pressing her on the stool, as if she was fixed and could not make the slightest movement, the girl's eyes were cold, her expression was indifferent, and she said softly: "I have written down this account." ”
The old monk twisted the beads in his right hand, and the five fingers of his left hand were slightly opened and gently pressed the tea table, but he ignored it, but after a while, the expression on his face became a little strange.
The girl suddenly smiled like a flower when she saw it, and said in a pun: "Master, if you can't do it, don't be reckless, you are old at this age, be careful of hurting the roots." ”
The old monk's eyes were confused when he heard this, and his heart shook, but he came to his senses in an instant, and he frowned and looked at the girl with some disappointment.
When the girl saw the old monk's eyes, her face turned cold, and she suddenly said, "Don't look at me with your dirty eyes!" ”
The old monk sighed, closed his eyes and remained silent.
Meanwhile.
The little novice stood outside the door, staring at the two young men on horseback to make a careful identification, then tucked his hand into his sleeve and snapped his finger towards one of the horses. Because he was wearing a shirt with wide cuffs that completely covered his hands, even if anyone noticed the little novice, they would not be able to see the movements in his sleeves.
Distance.
Two horses are walking side by side.
The two young men on horseback had their own thoughts.
Chen Gongzi looked drunk, looking left and right, his expression became more and more solemn.
Du Gongzi was drinking hard, his limbs were weak, and he just wanted to get to Qianzhuang as soon as possible when he was lying on horseback. His vision was a little blurry, and he didn't know where he was, so he wanted to ask Chen Gongzi how long it would take to arrive, but before he could speak, his crotch was suddenly frightened.
Du Gongzi didn't have time to react, so he grabbed the horse's mane in a hurry, and the horse was even more crazy when he was in pain again, carrying him on a rampage on the street, burying his head and running wildly.
The people on the street didn't know what was happening, they were startled at first, some of them were slow to react, and they were knocked to the ground immediately before they could dodge, and the horse's hooves stepped on the man, and the man spurted a mouthful of blood and lost his breath.
Du Gongzi hit and killed people on his horse, and the streets immediately exploded like a camp.
The people panicked and took refuge on the side of the road, but the crowd was chaotic, and the frightened horses were even more difficult to control, and they trampled three or four people to death one after another, and finally plunged into a shop on the side of the street that had not yet closed, and there was no movement.
There was a mourning on Taixiang Street, and the people shouted to the heavens and the earth, and they rushed forward to curse the young man who committed the murder.
"Tell the officer, don't let this man escape!"
In the panicked crowd, someone suddenly shouted, and the surrounding people finally came back to their senses, and some of them had already run towards the post house.
There was also a mess in front of the shop, surrounded by people, who were filled with indignation, and they were holding flat poles and holding dung forks, pointing to the door and cursing and shouting.
The little novice did not step forward, but just mixed in with the crowd and watched from afar.
Because of the suddenness of the incident, the shopkeeper in the street shop did not know what was happening, but he saw a horse carrying a young man rushing in, knocking the tables and chairs in the house to the ground, making him tremble in fright, and hurriedly hid in the cabinet.
The frightened horse, rushing left and right in the shop, could not find a way out, and finally gradually calmed down.
Du Gongzi's mind was confused, he had drunk too much wine and was frightened, fell off the horse in a panic, fell to the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
Outside the shop, on the street in the distance, Chen Gongzi sat on the horse with a relaxed expression. When he saw that the dust had settled, he didn't care about the safety of his companions, and he pulled the reins into an alley, and disappeared without a trace in a few moments.
At the same time, in the alleys around the street, dozens of black-clad and masked men suddenly appeared.
The gang of men quickly gathered around the shop with short sticks in their hands, and whenever anyone stood in the way or blocked them, they could not help but say that it was a stick, and they would beat anyone they saw.
The people were completely stunned, and by the time they came to their senses, many of them had been knocked to the ground.
In front of the shop on the street, a butcher in the crowd immediately asked in a loud voice: "Who are you!" Why ...... Ouch! Hit someone! ”
As the saying goes, a stick strikes a bird, and the butcher was halfway through his sentence when a man in black rushed into the crowd and pulled him out, and there was a stick on his head.
The butcher's eyes were dark, he felt that his face was hot, he reached out and touched it, the blood had flowed down his forehead, he was instantly angry, how fierce the butcher was to kill pigs and sheep on weekdays, he had never suffered this kind of anger in his life, and he raised his hand to shine on the man in black is a punch.
Seeing that he dared to resist, the man in black smashed another stick without mercy.
The butcher suffered a big loss with his bare hands, his head was smashed again, he groaned in pain, and shouted loudly: "Neighbors, this group of people must be the accomplices of that person, everyone go together, don't let them let the murderer go!" ”
Du Gongzi rode on horseback, knocked down and trampled to death many people, these people have lived on this street all the year round, and the neighbors have lived in harmony for many years.
The commotion on the street became louder and louder, and many people who had already rested got up and opened their doors and windows to look out, and even some of them were bold enough to pick up wooden sticks and benches and join the melee.
Inside a small inn on Taixiang Street.
In a guest room facing the street on the second floor, the two windows and doors have already been opened, Li Fengyan is lying on the edge of the window and watching with relish, and the middle-aged Confucian is sitting in the room holding an ancient scroll and studying it carefully.
Li Fengyan turned around and smiled at the middle-aged Confucian scholar: "This small street is really interesting, let's not talk about this group of people in black, I think that little monk seems to have come from over there, and I don't know if Xiao Liuli has slept, otherwise this little monk will suffer." ”
The voices on the street were chaotic, but the little monk still heard Li Fengyan's words, and looked up at the second floor of the small inn.
Li Fengyan turned his head and saw the little monk looking at him, so he said with a smile: "Hello, little bald donkey." ”
Xiao Shami's face sank, and he glared at Li Fengyan deadly.
Li Fengyan didn't care, just look at it, how can he have less meat, so he pretended to be surprised and said: "It is said that monks are evil ghosts in color, don't look at me like that, although the young master I am a little handsome, but the young master I only like beautiful women, it's really bad for you." ”
Xiao Shami was smart and smart, and at a glance he could see that the young scholar was not very human, thinking of the talented girl, and then looking at the young man in front of the window, he suddenly pulled back, stood in front of the teahouse and watched from afar, ignoring Li Fengyan at all.
Li Fengyan suddenly felt bored, closed the window and said to the middle-aged Confucian scholar, "I'll go out for a walk." ”
The middle-aged Confucian also got up and advised, "Don't come back too late, I'll go back to the room first." ”
Li Fengyan happily opened the door and went downstairs.
On the streets, the people mingled with the men in black and were inseparable.
In that shop, Du Gongzi gradually came to his senses, and after a little thought, he knew that he had caused a big disaster.
He peeked left and right, and saw that no one cared about him, so he quietly stood up, and quickly slipped out of the shop while no one was paying attention.
The darkness in the alley completely drowned his figure, and Du Gongzi was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that he had escaped, and just about to take a step, he felt his right foot sink.
Du Gongzi's heart seemed to be squeezed by a big hand.
He lowered his head slowly.
An old woman with a bloody face was clutching his trouser leg and scolding: "You brute, don't you want to run!" ”
Du Gongzi tried his best to lift his right foot but couldn't break free, so he had to cry and beg for mercy with a sad face: "Auntie, I know it's wrong, you let me go, as long as you are willing to let me go, I promise that there will be a good reward in the future." ”
The old woman's eyes were split, and she glared at Du Gongzi and scolded: "You brute, you want to leave after killing someone!" I'm going to let you go, who will give my wife back! ”
Du Gongzi's head was big, and he felt that he had just killed someone's wife, he knew that the other party would not let him go, so he suddenly raised his left foot against the wall, and stepped on the old woman's head with one foot, and threatened while stepping on it: "Old immortal, let go quickly!" If you don't let go, believe it or not, I'll bury you tomorrow! ”
The old woman gritted her teeth and refused to let go, allowing the young man to step on her head and trample on it wantonly.
Du Gongzi gradually exhausted his strength, seeing that he couldn't break free, his heart became more and more anxious, and he kicked the old woman in the face with all his strength, and the old woman suddenly stopped moving, but her hand still did not let go.
Du Gongzi's expression was crazy and he kicked a few times in succession, and shouted in a somewhat sad tone: "Release it for me, let it go for me!" ”
By this time the old woman had completely lost her breath, but her hands were always clutching the young man's trouser legs.
Du Gongzi was completely panicked, turned his head to see that there was no one in front of him, raised his left foot and took a big step forward, and then dragged the old woman's body with his right foot, just moving forward a little bit, but although this Du Gongzi was in the prime of life, his body had already been hollowed out by wine when he was overindulged on weekdays, and he was tired and out of breath after taking a few steps.
But tonight he and the foreign woman in Yichun Garden turned the clouds and rain several times, and finally got drunk, how could he still have the strength, he didn't go two or three feet away, his whole body was sweating, panting like a cow, and he sat on the ground with a tired ass.
The shouting outside the alley became smaller and smaller, Du Gongzi's heart became more and more panicked, he sat on the ground and wanted to reach out and break the old woman's fingers, but he didn't have the guts, and kicked at the corpse a few times but to no avail.
In the end, Du Gongzi couldn't care about face anymore, untied the silk silk around his waist and took off his pants, leaving only a pair of filthy pants on his lower body.
"Hahaha, I'm really laughing."
Du Gongzi took off his pants and was secretly happy, when a ridicule suddenly sounded in his ears.
In the dark alley, this ridicule was tantamount to a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Du Gongzi's heart shrank and he almost fainted, and he turned his head to look behind him suddenly, only to see a young scholar who had appeared behind him at some point, pointing to his lower body and laughing.
Du Gongzi was annoyed and angry, but he didn't dare to delay, he got up and was about to escape.
When the young scholar saw that the other party was about to escape, he immediately ran in front of Du Gongzi and blocked his way.
Du Gongzi looked crazy, his face was distorted, he stared at the young scholar and scolded: "Get out." ”
The young scholar turned a deaf ear, grabbed the young man's sleeve with a smile, and there was a slight hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
Du Gongzi lowered his head and looked at the cuffs that were grabbed and stunned in place, but he immediately understood what the young scholar meant.
The young man did not stop himself, but grabbed his sleeve, which meant that he wanted to take off his shirt too, this disguised humiliation made Du Gongzi no longer tolerable, and slapped the young man in the face.
The young scholar stood motionless, letting the slap slap slap on him.
The next moment.
Du Gongzi's hand was like a fan in the water, the more he moved forward, the greater the resistance, he looked at the young scholar in horror, and there was a trace of fear in his heart in a trance.
This feeling of fear is very familiar to Du Gongzi but very disgusted, just like forgetting to do his homework when he was a child, and facing a strict teacher the next day, and like facing his majestic father after doing something wrong, that feeling of depression, fear, and timidity made him go crazy.
At this moment, he felt the same feeling in the young man, and even more so.
For a moment, Du Gongzi's expression was sluggish, and he was stunned and forgot to escape......