Chapter Forty-Eight: The Gun Swims the Dragon
When it was dark, Lin Zhifang woke up on his bed, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he quickly sat up.
Suddenly, a splitting headache almost made him faint again.
"Someone, someone!"
Lin Zhi shouted twice, and immediately pushed the door outside the door and two maids came in.
"Where's Brother Chang'an?"
Lin Zhi covered his head, stood up with the support of the maid, and hurriedly asked.
"Yu Shizi, His Royal Highness Chang'an is feasting in the Water Pavilion!"
A maid replied cautiously with her head down.
"Am I not in the backyard? How can I be here?"
As soon as Lin Zhi took a step, there was a pain in his body like a broken tendon, and he felt as if he had been trampled on by ten thousand people.
"You've been resting in the house today and haven't gone out. ”
Lin Chang'an explained very carefully, so the other maid quickly opened her mouth without thinking.
Lin Zhi glanced at the two of them with a slight suspicion, and he couldn't forget the boxy black shadow in his mind, and the heavy blow that almost knocked his head out.
"Sinister thief. ”
Lin Zhi didn't believe the words of the two maids, gritted his teeth and scolded, and asked them to help him go to Lin Changan, he believed that his eldest brother Chang'an would definitely give him an explanation.
The lamp is warm and fragrant, the dance is fragrant, and several bewitching and beautiful women in the water pavilion are dancing on the platform, which is the dancing girl invited by Li Wuchen to Xing Jia from the Feihua Pavilion, and the two of them drink to cheer up.
As soon as Lin Zhi entered the pavilion door, he saw Li Wuchen sitting beside Lin Changan at first sight, and his eyes immediately widened angrily, and he shouted, "That little thief, give me death!"
As soon as the words fell, he pulled out the swords at the waists of the armored guards standing on both sides of the pavilion door, and pounced towards Li Wuchen.
"Nonsense!"
Lin Changan snorted, turned over and jumped, and approached Lin Zhi's body, not giving him time to react at all, patted his elbow with his left hand, and grabbed his wrist with his right hand, easily snatching the long knife.
This series of actions flowed smoothly, and Lin Changan's martial arts foundation was undoubtedly revealed.
"Brother Chang'an, he sneaked into the mansion today, and I shot him, but somehow he appeared behind me again and knocked me unconscious. ”
Lin Zhi saw that Li Wuchen was angry, and he was a little trembling when he even spoke, and his words were not clear.
"That's my brother-in-law, and it's also your sister's heart, Li Wuchen, how can you behave like this, have you slept all day and had a nightmare?"
Lin Changan threw the long knife in his hand back to the guard in front of the door, and pulled Lin Zhi in front of Li Wuchen, and continued, "This is Ruomeng's brother, the son of the king of Beijun, Lin Zhi, don't blame the righteous brother." ”
"It's okay, in Xia Li Wuchen, I have seen the son. ”
After hearing this, Li Wuchen hurriedly got up and gave up his hand, his expression was still slightly shocked, and he seemed to be very puzzled why Lin Zhi wanted to draw a knife to cut him.
Lin Changan silently gave a thumbs up to Li Wuchen's superb acting skills in his heart, if he hadn't arranged it single-handedly and knew the details, I'm afraid he would have deceived him.
Lin Zhi was a little confused, unaware, he was deeply confused by the acting skills of these two, and once suspected that it was a dream before, but in an instant, he came back to his senses, pointed to the scabbed wound on the back of his head and said, "How did I do this? It can't be that I fell by myself!"
Lin Changan was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Li Wuchen, thought for a moment, and said in a serious voice, "It was indeed you who fell, and a maid came over this morning to say that you fell off the bed and broke your head!"
Hearing this, Li Wuchen felt sincere admiration for Lin Changan's reaction speed, if anyone said that martial arts had no brains in the future, Li Wuchen would be the first not to let him go.
Lin Zhi took a deep breath, whether this matter is true or not, today's statement is absolutely impossible, this is not Beijun, and he can't really not give Lin Changan face, and give him the result with a knife.
At the moment, he could only bow his head and apologize to Lin Changan, "It's the little brother Meng Lang, please don't blame the eldest brother Chang'an." ”
Lin Changan shook his head, beckoned Lin Zhi to sit down, and called back the dancing girl who had been scared away before.
However, Lin Zhi always stared at Li Wuchen with a fierce face, did not raise a glass, nor toasted, drank alone, looking at the posture, this matter has not been turned over at all.
In the middle of the night, the insects chirped, the finches returned to their nests, and Li Wuchen got into the carriage under the send-off of Lin Changan.
The carriage slowly ran over the stone road, and before it was halfway back, two groups of black-clothed men suddenly appeared on the empty street, both of them were black cloth wrapped in long knives, and their steps were light, and no sound could be heard.
The group of black-clothed men surrounded the carriage, threw a chain with an iron hook from their waists, and more than a dozen hook chains hooked the carriage, and then pulled violently, and the carriage was suddenly torn apart and dragged out.
"Kill!"
The carriage shattered, bringing up a cloud of white dust, and one of them shouted loudly, went up with a knife, tore the black cloth, and pulled out a bright broadsword, and the first to fall was the coachman.
Not long after, a man in black covered in white powder walked back, clenched his fist with a knife, bowed down and said, "Head, no one!"
"Trick Down! Withdraw !!"
The man in black let out a shout and retreated quickly, but there were a lot fewer people following behind him, frowning, looking back, several people beside the carriage before fell to the ground softly, obviously fainting.
"Clear the tail!"
The leader of the man in black had a cold voice, and several people turned back again, waving the long knife in their hands, and sealing their throats with a knife, this group of people were all dead soldiers, so there was no hesitation at all, even if it was a companion.
But when they were about to evacuate, they heard the sound of a group of armor rubbing, and forty armored soldiers ran out of the street, armed with long knives, and instantly surrounded the group of black-clothed men.
"Did Li offend the people behind you, and he actually needed to use this knife to attack and kill Li?"
Li Wuchen walked out from behind the armor soldiers, accompanied by Lin Changan.
Lin Changan was proud, today's information was provided by him, Li Wuchen's bureau, this group of people was about to enter the Li Mansion to assassinate Li Wuchen a few days ago, but they were repelled by Xing Jia, so there was today's out.
The group of black-clothed people glanced at each other, but did not surrender, and rushed towards Li Wuchen.
Li Wuchen just wanted to make a move, but Lin Changan stopped him and said with a smile, "You stand aside and take a look at your brother-in-law's ability today!"
As soon as his words fell, three guards came with great difficulty carrying a spear, the body of which was fine, the tip of the spear exuded a cold glow, and the red tassels on it were dull in color, faintly smelling of blood.
Lin Changan picked up the spear with one hand and smiled at Li Wuchen, "This gun is called 'Youlong', it weighs three hundred and sixty-two pounds, and there are no less than a thousand souls under the gun.