Early in the morning, Liu Tugou and Nan Shirin walked out of the plague temple, and Xiao San'er unsurprisingly stood at the door, his honest face full of respect.

Liu Tugou hesitated slightly, took out "Yimu Jue Volume 1", tore off the first half of the volume casually, and deliberately removed the book cover and the title page with "Suppression of the Heavens", and threw it to Xiao San'er.

Xiao San'er, who has not been remembered by Liu Tugou so far, subconsciously took over the half-volume of the foundation building method, and was stunned after reading a few lines.

Nan Shirin saw it in his eyes, and knew that it must be the book that Second Brother Liu brought out of the sect casually, but he pretended to be surprised and sighed: "Although the younger brother doesn't know what method the second brother gave him, but I think it is enough for him to get ahead in the world and prosper the family, if he is talented enough, he can even embark on the path of cultivation, this kindness is too great." ”

Xiao San'er woke up like a dream, and knelt down heavily, except for holding half of the book above his head with both hands raised high, the whole person almost crawled in the mud after the heavy rain, and instantly became a clay figure.

Liu Tugou grinned and said to Nan Shiren: "Your kindness, second brother, I just understood it on a whim, and I thanked him for his company along the way." ”

Ignoring the little San'er who planned to kneel for a long time, Liu Tugou hugged his fists and arched his hands with the free and heroic posture that Dog Tuzi had dreamed of countless times: "The green mountains do not change, and the green water flows forever." Rafter, we'll meet again!"

After going north to the Central Plains, Nanshi Rafter turned to the west, threatened to go west out of Yuyang Pass, followed the footsteps of the Great Zhou Iron Cavalry that made a westward comeback 200 years ago, and personally measured the thorny and bloody path of "horses stepping on the city, destroying the country seventy, sealing the marquis ten, and splitting the earth with a different surname" in the annals, which was exactly the opposite of Liu Tugou who went east.

In the early morning after the rain, at the door of a dilapidated shrine in the prosperous county town of the western part of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the westbound scholar and the eastbound swordsman bowed their hands, and a person knelt down in the mud beside him, silent.

The golden light shone obliquely, and the three of them basked in the light.

A heavy rain washed away the green mountains, and Liu Tugou walked out of the east gate of Yangping alone, just as he walked out of Lanling alone.

The city gate was bustling, there were poor people who carried vegetables and firewood to come into the city early in the morning to sell, and there were also caravans of caravans full of goods who hurried early in the cool weather.

When he was still in Lanling, Liu Tugou was used to seeing this kind of scene, but he never thought that he would really walk out of the city gate one day, and even travel thousands of miles away from home.

It's just that Liu Tugou doesn't have much emotion, unlike these people who have to run around for a living, he is an idler who is not in a hurry to hurry, swaying around at the same time, he is also holding two hot baked cakes in his hands and munching on them.

This completely destroyed the vicious image of the original second master, who was carrying a long knife across the blade, with long hair scattered and wrapped in black clothes.

Especially the few cuts on the right calf that were cut by Feng Jiu are still there, the skin and flesh are not a big problem, the bleeding has stopped and scabbed over the night, but the trouser legs that have become almost torn can't be turned back.

The sound of horses' hooves behind him was urgent, Liu Tugou didn't look back, and jumped lightly to hide on the side of the road with a baked cake in his mouth.

Five fast horses galloped past, without slowing down in the slightest due to the flow of people, chariots and horses near the city gate.

At this time, Liu Tugou realized that he was the only one lying in the middle of the official road just now, scratching his head embarrassedly, and the trace of anger in his heart dissipated instantly.

Several young men in the roadside convoy originally gloated from afar, wanting to see if this swordsman who dared to run rampant was really a master of art and boldness, but he didn't expect to be so seedless, and he admitted it without letting out a fart, and looked away in disappointment.

However, the five fast horses that were running were quickly reined in, and were not only driven back by the rider, but also stopped in front of the young black-clothed swordsman.

When they went, the five horsemen lined up in a line, but when they returned, it was a semi-ring, faintly surrounding the swordsmen.

The nearby pedestrians immediately dispersed, but more excited eyes were cast in the distance.

The horsemen are all red-clothed sergeants wearing leather armor and steel swords, the Great Zhou is prosperous with fire virtue, and Shang Hong, the soldiers are all wearing fiery red robes, and the people privately call them red guys.

These five cardinals are obviously the red guys.

The leader is born with eagle-nosed jackals, and it is very easy to give people the impression of cunning and ferocious. He has a small wooden order flag with a red background and silver edge on his waist, which shows that this person is the lowest officer in the army, and his official position is centurion, commonly known as the small flag.

This old acquaintance, who had been turned into an official and soldier, was condescending, his sharp eyes were staring at Liu Tugou, and one hand had already pressed the hilt of the knife on his waist.

Liu Tugou raised his head and smiled: "Mr. Qi, is there something wrong with him?"

The centurion's expression, who was honored as "Lord Qi", remained unchanged, his gaze moved downward from the red vertical mark on Liu Tugou's eyebrows, paused slightly on the slaughtering knife on his waist, and quickly swept over the rotten trouser leg on his right leg, and finally looked at Liu Tugou's calm eyes and said, "Your Excellency is the living Hades Liu Tugou who is now rumored to be on the rivers and lakes?"

Unlike his flamboyant and eye-catching appearance, this person is very calm and restrained when he speaks.

He spoke solemnly, and although there was no respect in his tone, there was no mockery, like to a stranger whom he had never known and had nothing to do with him.

However, the four horsemen behind him showed disdain, and their eyes became more and more ill-intentioned when they looked at Liu Tugou, presumably because they were very disgusted with the bandit name "Living Hades", but it was just inconvenient to attack in front of their bosses.

Liu Tugou also nodded seriously, but did not speak.

A horseman saw his boss's brows furrowed slightly, and finally couldn't hold it back, and said angrily: "Bold! A little cub who doesn't have any hair dares to be presumptuous in front of Lord Qi!"

Liu Tugou grinned, showed a mouthful of white teeth, and said in a low voice: "This military master is angry, villains have always been timid, and how dare they be presumptuous." The villain only knows how to go out, and the most important thing is ......"

He paused and continued: "It's just to be kind to others, and kill when you deserve!"

As soon as these words came out, the people around who were still whispering were instantly quiet.

The rider who reprimanded Liu Tugou was also stunned, and the down-and-out ranger in front of him was obviously soft, and he whispered and spoke humbly, but he didn't think that the last sentence was said categorically and clearly, like a calm river suddenly flowing into a turbulent canyon, and the big waves emptied, about to knock people to pieces.

The knight was annoyed and angry, and with a snort, the sword was already unsheathed.

He glanced at his boss, and saw that the boss with a gloomy face had no intention of stopping him, so he clamped his legs between the horse's belly, crossed the crowd, and slashed at the top of Liu Tugou's head.

Liu Tugou easily dodged sideways, and the slaughtering knife passed through the right front leg of the war horse under the crotch of the horseman.

The sturdy horse let out a mournful roar and fell to its knees, and then his right eye was pierced by a sharp blade that pierced his brain.

The short knife, which was so fast that it didn't speak, stirred it fiercely, and then struck it slightly upward, and the skull of the war horse was removed, and the brains flowed to the ground.

The hissing stopped abruptly.

Immediately, the rider was caught off guard and fell heavily to the ground, but he was stiff, silent, struggled for a while, but couldn't get up, and his iron-blue face instantly turned red.

Liu Tugou bent down and pulled the grizzled horseman up, ignoring his struggle and angry gaze, he gently leaned on the body of the fallen war horse, and said with a smile: "Master Jun, be careful, even if the master is superb in riding, there are occasional horse hooves." ”

The centurion waved his hand to stop the other three men who were drawing their swords out of their sheaths and charging with a gesture, and said in a still calm tone: "What a gut!

Frowning can teach his subordinates not to hesitate to hurt people on the street, and he can still be calm when he is not in a good position, Liu Tugou couldn't help but look at the little officer in front of him who had escaped from the battle: "The general officer of the banner is a good means! Good heart! Unlike below, he is very small-minded, and he is always unwilling to wronged himself." ”

Sometimes it is an innocent and innocent child, and sometimes it is like a ruthless and treacherous old fox in the rivers and lakes, the dog butcher and the living Hades are the two sides of Liu Tugou.

As if he didn't hear the insinuation of the gun and stick in Liu Tugou's words, the centurion let go of his right hand that pressed the knife, hugged his fist on the horse and said: "Xue Weichen, the little flag under the command of the right guard of Xia Yangping, since the last time he met Brother Liu on a narrow road, not only did he miss it very much, but the captain of the school has been admired for a long time. This time, Brother Liu will go back to the camp with me to live for a few days, so that Yangping Youwei can do his best to be a landlord. ”

Liu Tugou was embarrassed: "Brother Xue is too polite, it's not that the younger brother is unwilling, but I'm really afraid that there will be any damage to the brothers' war horses, not to mention that the younger brother is about to set off for the Central Plains, and there will be no chance to meet the brothers of Yangping Right Guard on a narrow road, and I also ask Brother Xue to convey the apologies of the younger brother to the captain." ”

Xue Weichen groaned a little when he heard this, and quickly waved his hand and said: "Brother Liu is too polite, since Brother Liu has made up his mind, it is inconvenient for Weichen to keep it, so let's do it, this war horse has good foot strength, so I will give it to Brother Liu to be strong!"

With that, he turned over and dismounted, and handed the reins to Liu Tugou.

Liu Tugou didn't shirk either, took it generously, and said with a smile: "Brother Xue is gracious, and the little brother is ashamed." ”

Xue Weichen turned around and rode the war horse given by his subordinates, and when the three subordinates took the wounded horseman, the five people and three horsemen immediately rode back to the city, and did not glance at Liu Tugou during the period.

Liu Tugou glanced at the white sturdy horse standing beside him, although there were some impure miscellaneous hairs, but it was already very rare. The heart said that this "Xue master" was knowledgeable and interesting, and when I saw the second master, I really dared to kill near the city gate, and I knew that only by letting the second master escape with peace of mind could he be spared death.

However, the second master scratched his head, turned his head and swept around embarrassedly, riding a horse?

The various onlookers from afar, along with a few East Gate guards who had never made any move, looked away one after another, for fear that they would also blow away the Heavenly Spirit Gai'er with a knife like the poor horse on the ground.

When Liu Tugou turned his head, these eyes glanced at him curiously. This lord didn't get on his horse and escape at this time, did he have to wait for the good man not to suffer the loss in front of him, and the general banner lord would lead the army to encircle and suppress?

But this master pondered on the spot for a long time, why did he simply close his eyes?

Immediately after, an unbelievable scene appeared.

The white steed let out a sudden scream, bent its front legs, and fell to its knees on its own, its head bowed as if bowing.

Under the awe-inspiring gaze of countless people, the black-clothed swordsman stepped into the saddle unhurriedly, and then gently patted the white horse's neck, and the white horse stood up tamely and walked slowly along the official road.

After walking dozens of steps, the white horse gradually changed from a slow march to a small trot, and finally even more simply raised its hooves and galloped, and the black clothes with long hair dancing wildly in the wind soon disappeared into the distance of the road.

With the white horse riding to the dust, it is not only the black-clothed and well-equipped and murderous pursuer with a sword, but also a strange story that is widely circulated among the people.

There is a devil in black clothes and a white horse from the west.