Chapter 65: The Dart
Qiao Zhengyu saw that he was bold, and he also raised his head and drank it all, and after drinking, the two looked at each other and smiled, and laughed.
"Okay, let's drink again. Qiao Zhengyu poured another cup and handed it to Di Yun.
Although it was the first time for the two of them to meet, they cherished and understood each other, and they hated each other. But seeing the two of them cup after cup, they quickly drank a bottle of wine.
"Well, good wine, really good wine, I haven't been so happy for a long time. Di Yun got up and walked to the window, looking into the distance, his face was very serious.
Qiao Zhengyu's face was slightly red, and he got up and walked to him, and said: "Di Daxia, life is short, why bother frowning all day long, it's better to live a chic and happy life, and care about his gossip on the rivers and lakes." Just like you and me today, borrowing wine as a song, and resting when you get drunk, how fast. β
As soon as his heart moved, he sang: "Why are you old just sensible, how can you γγγγγγ Well, no, it should be changed. After thinking for a moment, he sang: "There are a hundred possibilities in this moment, you should move forward, or continue to waitγγγγγγ I can't help but feel heroic and awe-inspiring.
Di Yun listened, frowned slightly, and said, "Brother Qiao, what kind of song is this, why have I never heard it." How can this tone, this sound quality, this style be so incompatible with this world?"
Lingque'er also smiled: "Yes, hasn't Brother Qiao been singing the previous one, why did he suddenly change it, although this song is high and rude, I have to admit that it is still very good, especially at this time, it looks even more heroic and gratifying." β
Qiao Zhengyu hurriedly closed his mouth, looked embarrassed, and smirked: "I just sang casually with pleasure for a while, but I didn't think about it so much." Hehe, if you two can't get used to it, then I won't sing well. On a whim, with some alcohol, he opened his mouth and sang at will, but he didn't think about it so much.
Di Yun smiled: "Actually, it's not bad, maybe I can't appreciate it." He took a piccolo from his sleeve and blew it gently. Then I heard a sad song sounding in the small temple, lingering on the heads of the three people, and could not disperse for a long time, very desolate and sad.
After listening to it for a long time, Lingqueer said: "I didn't expect Di Daxia to play the flute again, this song 'Remembering Hometown' is in the middle of the tune, and it is beautiful and beautiful, which is to adapt to Di Daxia's current mood. β
Di Yun nodded slightly, put down the flute and said, "When I was learning swords with my junior sister, I often went to play in the nearby woods when I was in my spare time. I remember she once told me that she wanted to go back to her hometown and didn't want to live such a bumpy life again. Hey, I can't imagine that things are people, and I won't be able to hear my sister's laughter in the future. β
Qiao Zhengyu knew that he thought of Qi Fang again, and was about to comfort him, when he suddenly saw a figure shaking outside the window, colorful flags fluttering, and a team of people and horses slowly moving forward in the snow.
The leader holds a large flag with the word "Fu" written on it.
"Could it be the Fuwei Dart Bureau?" Qiao Zhengyu was suspicious, but he heard Di Yun snort: "Wan Zhenshan escorted the goods in the name of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, it is really shameless and shameless. β
Qiao Zhengyu was suspicious: "Oh, how did Di Daxia know that it was from Wanzhen Mountain, and why did they escort the goods in the name of someone else?"
Di Yun sneered and pointed to the man in charge: "You see that person is Wan Zhenshan's apprentice, and a scar on his face was left by me, will I still admit my mistake." As for why they want to steal from each other, it is also their ruse, but as long as it is valuable, they often like to do so. β
Lingque Erqi said: "Then I don't understand, the most important thing in the dart game is its own reputation, a dart game dart does not play its own name but uses someone else's, isn't it smashing its own signboard." β
Di Yun said with a smile: "You don't know, that Wanzhen Mountain is the most cunning, although he is doing dart trading, he has a lot of eyes. Generally, when escorting ordinary goods, the dart board always plays its own name, and the goods can often arrive safely, giving people a feeling of safety and reliability.
"If you are escorting some valuable items, Wan Zhenshan will use a mixed way, the first half of the road is in the name of someone else's house, and when you are about to reach the goal, you will change to the name of your own dart game. In this way, if you are robbed halfway, it has nothing to do with your own dart game, and it will not damage your reputation. β
"I see. Qiao Zhengyu sighed and said: "Although Wanzhen Mountain is exhausted, it is difficult to escape death after all, hey, people are not as good as heaven, why bother in the first place if you knew this." β
Several people were quite touched when they heard this, and they all shook their heads when they looked at the corpse of Wanzhen Mountain.
"Look, there seems to be a group of men chasing the dart team in the distance. The sparrow said suddenly, causing the two to look out the window again.
Seeing the black pressure in the distance, there were about hundreds of people, all with swords and axes, and rushed towards the dart team with great momentum. As soon as he arrived, he didn't care about 3721, he would kill anyone when he saw someone with a knife in his hand, and shouted: "Robbery! Get out of here!" The hundreds of people shouted at the same time, and the sound was like thunder.
There are not many people in the dart team, only dozens of people, where are the opponents of those robbers, only a moment of work, many dead and wounded, crying and screaming. Although the man at the head had high martial arts, his two fists were invincible to his four hands, and he barely held on for a while, and finally was cut off from his horse with a knife and fell into the snow.
"Brother Qiao, should we go and save them?" Lingque'er couldn't bear to look at him directly, and asked eagerly.
Di Yun shook his head and said, "No, let them go, such things happen every day on the rivers and lakes." The so-called 'cycle of heavenly principles, retribution is unpleasant.' 'Wanzhen Mountain has done all the bad things, and it's time to pay it back, so why should we do more. β
When Qiao Zhengyu and Lingque'er heard this, they both felt justified and stopped talking.
Soon, there were many corpses lying on the snow, and the blood was sprinkled on their faces, bright red and showy, especially dazzling.
The man at the head was surrounded by dozens of people, fighting incessantly, and although he killed a few robbers, he himself was inevitably killed. After a few more rounds of fighting, he was attacked from behind with a knife and slashed to the ground. Immediately afterwards, dozens of people rushed forward, their hands raised and their knives fell, and suddenly there were bursts of screams, and blood was splashed all over the ground.
When the robbers succeeded, they did not bother to wipe the blood off their bodies, but turned back sharply, pulled the carriage and left. Although there were hundreds of people, it was only an instantaneous effort, and they disappeared from the sight of Qiao Zhengyu and others. Its movements are fast, the hands and feet are nimble, and the division of labor is clear, which is eye-popping.
It was only when the robbers had gone far away that the sparrow breathed a sigh of relief and said, "These robbers kill people and sell goods, they have no humanity, and they are simply devils." I thought Wan Zhenshan and the others were extremely vicious, but compared to these people, it seems to be far inferior, which is really terrifying. β
Qiao Zhengyu said: "No, those robbers kill people without blinking, they see money and open their eyes, as long as they achieve their goals, they can do whatever it takes, what is the difference between them and Wan Zhenshan and his gang." The difference is that one is in the light, the other is in the dark, one is hypocritical, the other is cruel and cruel, and the purpose they pursue is the same, but they express themselves in different ways. β
"Well, the rivers and lakes are like this, if you don't kill him, he will kill you, if you want to become a human being, you must keep killing people. This is like those famous generals, who did not exchange the blood of thousands of soldiers for their own honor, it is really 'one general can achieve ten thousand bones'. Di Yun shook his head and waved his hand, and said, "Okay, don't talk about this, there are too many things to say today." β
turned back to Qiao Zhengyu and said: "Just now I saw that Brother Qiao's internal strength is amazing, but his martial arts are ordinary, I have a book on practicing internal strength here, I don't know if Brother Qiao likes it." He took a book from his bosom and handed it over.
Qiao Zhengyu saw that the book said "nerve photo", and exclaimed: "Could this be the magic skill practiced by Brother Ding Dian?"
Di Yun nodded and said, "Yes, after Brother Ding cultivated this magic skill back then, his internal strength increased greatly, and he was invincible. Now that I have decided to retire, it is useless to leave this book on me, so it is better to pass it on to you, even if it is a gift from me to you. β
Qiao Zhengyu took it with both hands, nodded and said, "That's good, since that's the case, then I'll be respectful and obey." β
Di Yun smiled, turned to Lingque'er and said, "Miss Wu, although you and I are meeting for the first time, we are also fated, this flute has followed me for many years, so I gave it to you." If you feel lonely in the future, you might as well blow a song, which will definitely help you solve your problems. β
Lingqueer took the flute, did not speak, smiled, took the flute in his hand and kept looking through it, seeing that its handiwork was exquisite, and he couldn't put it down.
After a while, Di Yun arched his hand to the two of them and said, "Brother Qiao, Miss Wu, it's not too early." As the saying goes, 'when friends meet, there will be a time to part', and now is also the time for you and me to part. Take care, Di Yun took his leave. β
Without waiting for Qiao Zhengyu and the two to react, they had already strode out of the door and left quickly.
Qiao Zhengyu wanted to stop, but saw Di Yun look back at him, then smiled and galloped away. His movements were extremely fast, and his body was also extremely fast, and in just a moment's work, his figure was far away from the small temple, leaving a small black spot on the snow.
Qiao Zhengyu looked at his figure and sighed: "Hey, the rivers and lakes are so big, but they can't accommodate a figure of Di Daxia, I really don't know why." But for someone like Di Yun, maybe this is the best place for him. β
Lingque'er nodded and said, "Well, this is pretty good, but after all, I will retreat and end up at ease." I don't know how many people in this world are still living a dangerous life on the knife edge, so that's called helplessness. For example, Brother Qiao, you have encountered accidents in the past few days, if it weren't for your fate, I'm afraid that you would have γγγγγγ β
Thinking of what happened these days, I still feel afraid, my eyes can't help but redden, and I can't say any more.
Qiao Zhengyu glanced at her, knew what she wanted, smiled on his face, and didn't speak.
At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the road was closed by heavy snow outside, so the two decided to spend the night in a small temple and wait until tomorrow morning to hurry.
The fire flickered on and off, and it was evident that it was running out. Qiao Zhengyu found a lot of firewood and grass clippings, and constantly added firewood to the original fire, and the fire suddenly became more and more vigorous, making the whole small temple much warmer.