Eight bandits died inexplicably in the wilderness, a thin wound running from their throat to their lower abdomen, and the woman had no time to disembowel them.

Three teenagers stood by the fire, and another stood guard in the distance, waiting for the five swordsmen to return with their horses.

The agreed time has passed, maybe the swordsmen will not come back, they have either been killed by the enemy, or they have fled, Gu Shenwei lost confidence again, that woman has a certain crazy temperament, and the words she said also discouraged him, this is not an ordinary bandit, he is here for Jinpeng Castle, and the target is likely to be Shangguan Ru.

He had hoped to meet the rivals of Jinpeng Castle so that he could join them in avenging his parents and siblings, but now that the rivals appeared, he was on the side of the enemies.

Why did such a temptation suddenly arise after planning the prospect of revenge?

No, Gu Shenwei said in his heart to the group of Jinpeng Castle opponents who could not see him, he refused the temptation, because no one is worthy of believing, he has walked on his own path and will continue to walk.

Gu Shenwei held the hilt of the knife and regained his confidence, the woman's martial arts were very good, but he was sure to kill him with one sword, the enemy did not expect the strength of the five brown belt killers, which was the key to their victory.

Mustang and Liuhua stood nearby, one unable to speak, the other rarely speaking, and both of them only reluctantly accepted the designated "leader".

Gu Shenwei looked at the two silently, guessing what they were thinking, ran so far, only grabbed a captive, and was killed by the leader with a knife without asking for particularly valuable information, Mustang and Liuhua probably didn't think so.

"Rest for a while, the enemy is not far from here, let's strike first. ”

Gu Shenwei said, then kicked away the two corpses, sat on the stone under their butts, and then immediately stood up and drew his knife from its sheath.

Next to the stone lay a man, a living man.

The man was curled up in a ball, his clothes the color of the stones, and covered by four legs, and the teenagers did not even notice it, they thought that the eight bandits were dead, so naturally they relaxed their vigilance, so that they stood here for a long time, and did not notice the faint breathing.

The living man was dressed in tattered robes, dirtier than the dead bandits, but his body was thin and weak, and his panicked face had a hint of civility, like a scholar.

He was bound tightly by rope, his eyes widened, and he was so stiff that he almost fused with the stone, and he was terrified, first by robbers, then by monster-like blackbirds, and finally by four young men with knives, who had not closed his eyes all night, but who felt nightmares.

Gu Shenwei's knife pointed at the gray-robed man, who could no longer pretend not to exist, "Spare your life, don't kill me, I'm not a robber." ”

Gu Shenwei cut the rope on the gray-robed man, "Who are you, why are you here?"

The gray-robed man trembled and wanted to stand up, but he couldn't support it halfway, and sat on the stone, "In the next surname, the name is, the Buddha often hears the 'smell of me', he is a scholar, because he is greedy for a shortcut, he was robbed by these brothers, and he had to pay a ransom before he was released. Who would have thought that another banshee would come in the middle of the night, and he would kill people when he saw them, so he was not cruel, but fortunately, several young heroes arrived in time to get rid of the banshee and save his life. ”

When the "Young Hero" appeared, this Fang Wen didn't make a sound, Gu Shenwei snorted, put away the knife, this is a poor sour who doesn't know martial arts, there is no need to be suspicious, "You can go." ”

Fang Wen didn't seem to believe in his good luck, looked at the three "young heroes" one by one, suddenly bowed deeply, got up and ran, fell a few steps later, got up and ran again, it seemed that he couldn't run far before he was tired and collapsed to the ground.

"He should have been killed. ”

The silent Liuhua actually spoke, her voice hoarse and low, which was extremely inconsistent with his appearance.

"No, let him go ahead. ”

Gu Shenwei looked at Fang Wen, who was still running, maybe this scholar could lure the snake out of the hole.

Waiting for Fang Wen to run some distance, the four brown belt killers followed slowly behind.

Walking out of Lixu, a few horses ran on the opposite side, Fang Wen wanted to stop one, but he fell again.

The horse ran to the front and stopped automatically, it was the mount of the teenagers, a total of six, one of which was sitting on the Meng family's swordsman, lying softly, obviously dead.

As soon as the horse stopped, the swordsman fell sideways to the ground, revealing the arrow in his heart.

Liuhua knelt down on one leg, holding the arrow shaft and observing it carefully, with a serious expression, as if calligraphy everyone saw a legendary famous sticker.

The enemy is not far away.

The four teenagers got on their horses, grabbed the reins, and continued to follow Fang Wen is hundreds of paces away.

They are brown belt killers, not good at face-to-face large-scale fighting, they want to find the enemy, and use assassination to solve the problem.

Fang Wen ran up a slope, looked back at the tracker behind him at the top of the slope, and suddenly sat down on the ground, refusing to get up again.

Four teenagers rode to Fang Wenshi's side.

Fang Wen raised his head and ran for a few miles in total, already sweating profusely, his face was as red as blood, "You are from Jinpeng Castle, right?"

"How do you know?" Gu Shenwei was a little surprised, a poor sour who was powerless could recognize their identities at a glance.

"There are birds embroidered on the shoulders, black clothes, knives are different from others, the belt is a bit special, I haven't seen it, you are still apprentices, right?"

"Why didn't you run away?" Gu Shenwei didn't answer Fang Wen's question.

"I can't run, I don't have anything in my stomach, I don't have energy in my legs, you can lend me a horse. ”

The Brownbelt Killers have two horses left, led by white camels.

"No, Castle never borrows anything. Gu Shenwei said, I don't know if there is really such a custom in the fort.

"I know, it's better to take me with me, and I'll go with you to see the 'Dubu King', and promise that he will be overjoyed in two or three sentences, and the king will naturally reward you greatly, and if I gain power, I will never forget the power of the four heroes. ”

If it weren't for the harsh killer training in Jinpeng Castle, the four teenagers would definitely be out of breath laughing, but after listening to Fang Wenye's words, they were still stunned, and no one squeaked for a long time.

This poor sour is either crazy, or he is too thick-skinned, and he even boasts that he can make the heart of the "Dubu King" happy, but he didn't even convince the eight bandits before.

"Tell me these 'two or three sentences,' and if you can make my heart 'happy,' I'll give you a horse. ”

"You don't understand. No, no, the four young heroes naturally understand everything, but ...... You're killers, and you care about how to kill people, right? You can't listen to those things that are fighting for hegemony in the world, do you?"

It turned out that the poor acid was a lobbyist, Gu Shenwei pulled out the knife, and the only use of the "lobbyist" was to walk in front as bait, and it would be worthless if he didn't leave.

Fang Wen is face was dazed as he looked at the shining narrow knife, as if he didn't notice the murderous aura on the young man's body at all, and then he said a word, not only saving his life, but also starting a friendship between the "lobbyist" and the killer.

A few years later, when Gu Shenwei mentioned the past again, Fang Wen didn't remember this paragraph at all, and he stubbornly believed that it was his eloquent talk that moved the young killer.

"You know, a knife kills, a strategist kills, and a lot more than that. ”

Like a bolt of lightning striking the top of his head, Gu Shenwei remembered what Zhang Ji, the teacher of Jinpeng Castle, once said to him, "Once upon a time, the sharpest knife was gold and silver, and the most powerful killer was a strategist." ”

If there is anything in this world that Gu Shenwei firmly believes, it is the many truths that Zhang Ji taught him, which is the main foundation for revenge and overthrow of Jinpeng Fort in the future, and it is more important than all the martial arts he has learned.

The down-and-out Fang Wen actually said something similar to Zhang Ji, and Gu Shenwei immediately looked at him with admiration.

Ahead lies a mysterious enemy, but his mind is full of thoughts about the distant future.

Fang Wen is still very young, he looks only in his twenties, his face is dusty and poor, and only when he looks closely can he discern a trace of the fearlessness unique to lobbyists, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is the same as the cheeky look.

"Give him a horse. ”

The white camel leading the horse was stunned for a moment, but still obeyed the leader's order and threw the reins of a horse to Fang Wenshi.

Fang Wen couldn't believe that his words had an effect, which had never happened in his career as a lobbyist for several years.

"You're going to take me to see the 'Dubu King'?"

"No, I'll let you get on your horse and hurry up. ”

The future is too far away, the most important thing is now, Gu Shenwei has learned a lesson, so he still has to use Fang Wenwei as bait.

Fang Wen hesitated to jump on the horse's back, turned around and wanted to say something, Gu Shenwei slapped the horse's buttocks with the blade of the knife, and the horse galloped away with the scholar, turning over a few gentle slopes in a row, but there was no trace.

The four teenagers urged the horses to stride forward, paying attention to the scenery and objects around them.

The road is getting more and more difficult to walk, there is a big mountain not far away, according to the words of the three children, through this mountain for another day, it is possible to encounter the outpost of the Iron Mountain, to the south is a continuous and desolate hills, the grass and trees are rare, and the farther away is a vast and boundless desert.

Fang Wen came back on horseback, his face was pale, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime, and came to Gu Shenwei, "They said, turn around immediately and walk south with the others." ”

"Them?"

"Well, three vicious-looking people, very similar to those bandits. Fang Wen was leaning on his body, and he didn't seem to have recovered from the shock.

If this is the guts of a lobbyist, Gu Shenwei is a little disappointed.

The four brown-belted killers rode forward, and Fang Wen took a circle around the horse and followed slowly behind.

A few miles away, the boys stopped at the top of a slope, and in the distance they saw three knights in the road, all dressed in felt coats, half bare-chested, with longbows in their hands and long knives behind them.

Gu Shenwei glanced south, not understanding what these people were asking them to do in the desert.