The face is full of righteousness, but in the heart there is actually a calculation.

Li Dayou asked him to assassinate, considering the overall situation, if he could really kill Zou Pusheng, it would definitely be worth dying a few Red Flower Society brothers, if the seven killing arrays were not broken, Zou Pusheng would not die, then the soldiers would not die in three or two, but tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands.

The Dustless Daoist wanted to break the formation, but he didn't want his brother to die miserably, and the idea proposed by the third prince of Zhu right now was in his arms.

So he said: "The idea of stealing the Seven Treasure Gourd is wonderful, the Red Flower Club has never been greedy for life and afraid of death, sixth brother, seventh brother, thirteenth sister, you three are good at light work, I will accompany Zhang Shaoxia tonight." ”

The sixth brother is Chang Ying, the "no legs", the seventh brother is Wu Chunhua, the "Golden Leopard", and the thirteenth sister is Li Yuanzhi, the "Xiangfei Sword" who laughed at Zhang San once in the rear yesterday, and Zhang San recognizes these three people.

They also know Zhang San, but for Zhang San, in fact, they don't think much of it in their hearts, there is a saying in the rivers and lakes, "Rather beg than steal." "That's why the status of the beggars has always been above the door theft.

If it is an old thief, he may still have some Taoism, but this guy who looks a few years younger than Li Yuanzhi can be reliable to steal the "Seven Treasure Gourd"?

The three of them wrote their questions on their faces, but Zhang San turned a blind eye, Xiao Mingyue once said, "The bird's nest knows the ambition of the bird!"

The matter is so decided, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, just on the Mid-Autumn Festival, the other party may be a little relaxed, and he will act tonight.

The evening clouds are harvested, the light sky is a piece of glass, the rotten silver plate, from the bottom of the sea, the bright color is thousands of miles clear, the jade dew is zero, the golden wind is not cold, and there is no such good time in a year.

In previous years, in Yunmeng Mountain, Ye Mei wrapped the dumplings early, and shouted "It's time to eat!" on the top of the mountain.

At this moment, on Yunmeng Mountain, I don't know what the situation is, maybe he is also making dumplings, but Zhang San can't eat it, he has already climbed Siming Mountain, and walked halfway up the mountain with the three masters of the Red Flower Society.

Such a big moon is actually not suitable for stealing, Zhang San muttered a little in his heart, especially the three people in the back, who always dropped out behind him, and there was no communication at all, as if waiting to see his jokes, it was not as good as the three pigs in his martial arts heavenly palace.

Soon arrived at the place where he and Xu Jianglou came to visit yesterday, Zhang San stopped.

The three of them were still standing behind him, clubbing like a stump, two poplars and a weak willow, and they knew that this virtue should have allowed them to sacrifice their lives to assassinate them.

Zhang San asked patiently, "How are you three going to cooperate with me?"

"Wherever you go, we'll go. Li Yuanzhi replied.

"Okay!" is what Zhang San wanted.

After finishing speaking, Zhang San clasped his toes, step by step, and slowly leaned forward, about a hundred meters away from the mountain, Zhang San stopped, picked up two small stones, and sent them down the mountain with a grunt.

At the same time, two small porcupines were sent down the mountain.

Soon, I heard someone shouting, "What is it?"

"Looks like a pig!"

"Catch it!"

Seeing the figure under the bushes at the foot of the mountain, Zhang San shot the arrow off the string to the bottom of the mountain, and he had the inertia to go down the mountain, plus Zhang San's wind helped, it was really a gust of wind that came and went, and several guard soldiers were attracted by the little porcupine, and they didn't notice it at all, Zhang San had already arrived at the military camp opposite the official road.

Under the dark shadow of a military tent, Zhang San hid down and looked back, okay, the three of them only came over, and the other one was intercepted halfway, so he heard the soldiers shouting loudly while chasing, "Come on!"

It was Wu Chunhua, the brocade leopard, who was intercepted, but fortunately only exposed himself.

Hundreds of sergeants came out of the camp tent under Hula, and went to chase Wu Chunhua on the official road, Wu Chunhua saw that the situation was not good, and he would definitely not be able to pass here, so he turned around and jumped up the mountain.

Zhang San waved his hand at Chang Ying and Li Yuanzhi, who rushed to his side, and moved inside in a chaotic manner.

"Sixth brother, seventh brother, he ......" Li Yuanzhi was a little uneasy and shouted Chang Ying.

"It should be fine, he wasn't surrounded, just a few soldiers, the seventh brother he can run. Chang Ying comforted, in fact, he was not sure, but it was unwise to turn around and save him, not to mention that the two of them would fall into it, delaying Zhang San to steal the gourd, and the blame was all on the three of him.

The master and the king of Jinling worked together for a great cause, and the basket could not be out of his brother, Chang Ying gritted his teeth and pulled Li Yuanzhi to follow behind Zhang San.

The back calmed down, and I don't know if they caught Wu Chunhua, the three of them had no time to take care of it, and they themselves are now taking one step at a time.

The barracks are no better than private houses, strong bricks and hard tiles can be stepped on casually, and tents made of soft cloth cannot be stepped on, so they can only slip along with the patrol soldiers, rubbing them in on the flat ground little by little, and sometimes they can't walk a camp tent for half a day.

By the time they arrived at the Zhongjun tent with great effort, a bright moon was already hanging high overhead, and the road was less than three miles in a straight line, and it took more than an hour.

The Chinese military tent here is generally wide with Li Dashuai's, four rows of soldiers holding torches in front and back, left and right, ten in a row, as for whether Zou Pusheng lives in it, the possibility is fifty percent.

The three of them hid in the shadow of a small tent two apart, Chang Ying and Li Yuanzhi both looked at Zhang San, not knowing what strange tricks this thief had.

Zhang San was not in a hurry, took out his rooster crowing five drums to return to the soul incense, went around to the foot of the curtain of this camp tent and blew the incense in.

After stopping for half an hour, Zhang Sanyi lifted the curtain and went in directly.

"Lower incense!" Li Yuanzhi looked disdainful, Chang Ying dragged her, and the two followed in.

It was dark inside, Zhang San opened the fire fold, hit the horizontal bunk, slept with four soldiers, in different postures, a man also exposed his chest, revealing thick black chest hair, and put his hand in an indescribable place between his legs, thinking that the military life was too depressing to release, and he made a way to make a living.

Li Yuanzhi took a bite of it, the blue light sword flashed, Zhang San stretched out his hand to stop it, the Xiangfei sword was really not in vain, just in a flash, it was already four human heads and corpses separated, and a few lonely souls ran to the netherworld platform to celebrate the festival with the deceased ancestors.

"What are you doing?" Li Yuanzhi looked at Zhang San.

"It's fine. Zhang San retracted his hand, stealing the door is not allowed to kill people indiscriminately, but at this time, there is no way to kill each other, and the person is not killed by him, the retribution is to repay this Li Yuanzhi, he is not very old, but he is really ruthless.

There was also the smell of incense inside, Zhang San walked in the direction facing the Chinese military tent, blew out the fire, and cut a square opening of the military tent, one to breathe, and the other to observe the enemy's situation.

At this time, in the middle of the night, no one was active except for the patrol soldiers, and it was still impossible to tell where Zou Pusheng was in this way.

There are still more than two hours before dawn, and it is not realistic to blow incense in tents one by one, and there are patrols outside from time to time, at most you can get two or three, and you can't get out at dawn.

Zhang San had already made up his mind, and when he came, he planned to make a dangerous move, so he completely ignored the expressions of the two people who looked at the fools, picked up the armor of the dead soldiers, checked it, and said, "You can also change it." ”

The two glanced at each other, looked at Zhang San, and turned their minds to the calculus, this is to pretend to be a patrol soldier?

Zhang San didn't pretend to be a soldier, squatted in front of the small opening of the tent, and took off his waist bow.

Chang Ying and Li Yuanzhi didn't see where Zhang San's arrow came from, and Zhang San shot an arrow.

The two looked at each other, and said that the thief was bold enough.

Zhang San's arrow was not shot at a person, but at the Chinese military tent, which was less than two hundred steps away from here, and was completely within range.

Arrow Wind entered with a whistling, and the guards immediately shouted, "There are assassins!"