In the dead of night, the mist obscures the moon. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the top of the Taihu Lake, the clear waves are rippling, the sound of water and wind is common, and the cold and cold are terrifying.

Suddenly, the sound of the oars overpowered the sound of the wind and the water!

A flat boat appeared in the Taihu Lake under the fog and sailed to the shore.

There were two people on the boat, both of them were rough and strong men, wearing white turbans, bare-chested shoulders, dark clothes and trousers, the difference was that the paddling man was silly and silly, and the man who sat alone and drank was full of fierce light.

They are water thieves in Taihu Village, and they are here tonight to pick up the brothers who are on the shore to inquire about the news - but whoever is a robber must naturally have eyes and ears to see the direction of the wind, otherwise they will not know when the officers and soldiers will come to the door, and the dead will be wronged.

When the boat approached the shore, there was a sudden thud.

The boat was shocked!

The thief was caught off guard, couldn't help choking on the drink, coughed several times, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter?"

His voice was as vicious as his face!

The thief who rocked the boat said: "It seems that I have hit something! Big barbarian, the master said, we can't speak loudly, you are talking too much!"

His voice was sluggish, but deliberately lowered!

The thief put down the flask, lowered his voice, and said, "Got it, I'll take a look!"

He staggered to the bow of the boat, looked down, followed the moonlight that continued to leak, and saw that there was indeed a big black thing under the boat, exposed on the water, and laughed: "There is really something, let me see what it is, dare to block the uncle's boat!"

As he spoke, he reached down and fished it out!

After doing this business, it is destined to inevitably deal with the dead, this thief has been in the industry for many years, and his experience is even more sophisticated.

It's people!

Or rather, corpses!

He naturally won't be afraid, but when he realizes what it is, the already small sense of alcohol on his body will naturally disappear, and he will sober up and secretly scream bad luck, but he is naturally not as a robber as ordinary people, and he is poor and exquisite!

Since it was encountered, there was no reason not to take a look, one hand still lived in that corner, and the other side rushed to the back and said: "It's a dead man, big man, come and drag it up to take a look, maybe there are a few copper plates left for us!"

The two worked together to drag the body onto the boat.

Leaning on the boat to catch his breath, the thief said, "Big boy, look for anything valuable on this dead ghost!"

The thief groped around with the corpse, and after a while, he said, "There's an iron sign!"

The thief said, "Iron brand, bring it to me!"

He took the iron brand, not big enough to slap, but heavy, the weight is not light, I feel that it is uneven, there are words, there are patterns, but the night is too deep and the moonlight is too thin, even if it is raised above the head to the moon, it is still not clear to see the specifics.

At this time, I heard the surprised voice of the thief and said, "Look at the big barbarian, this piece of paper is soaked in water and is not wet!"

"Won't get wet, let me see!"

The thief realized that it might be a treasure, reached out and grabbed it, and touched it on tissue paper, about the size of an envelope, with several layers, cold and cold, but not the slightest bit of wetness, just like the feeling of touching the paper!

He touched the paper and felt that this was a letter, but he didn't know why, but it didn't get wet!

Guessing that it was a letter, he didn't pay much attention, threw it aside, and touched the iron plate again, guessing what it would be.

"It can't be gold, right?"

The thief thought to himself, he was a water bandit, when the market was good, he could only get a few taels of silver a month, if the market was not good, then it would be even less, one tael of gold and fifteen taels of silver, this brand was about two or three taels, if it was gold, it was thirty or forty taels of silver, then he would be rich!

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to get a glimpse of it, took out the fire fold from his arms, and blew a cluster of flames to illuminate it!

Next to him, the thief was puzzled: "Big barbarian, why did you light the fire? Didn't the big boss order that after we came out, can't we light the fire?"

The thief reprimanded: "You are stupid, if you don't say it, I won't say it, won't no one know that I have lit a fire?"

Because of the excitement, the voice was not lowered, but raised, and it looked a little intense in the night!

Then he said: "Big Hanzi, you can remember, after returning to the village, you are not allowed to talk about this matter to the master, otherwise I will not be finished with you!"

The thief stopped talking.

The thief didn't care, taking advantage of the faint firelight, he looked at the brand in his hand, and his eyes were bright and golden yellow, reflecting the firelight, he was suddenly in a mood, sure enough, it was gold, this was a gold medal of lace, and he made a fortune!

Then he noticed the words on it.

He didn't know a single word like an ordinary thief, he learned to read with the talented military master in the village, and he recognized that the word "country" on the gold medal was one! When he saw this word, he was stunned, but he didn't take it to heart, he sighed at the gold medal, wiped it vigorously on his clothes, and then put it away, and his heart blossomed!

Then he asked, "How is it? Is there anything else on this person?"

But he saw the thief staring blankly at the almost stripped corpse, and did not answer. He was curious: "Big man, what are you looking at?"

The fire shone slightly, and the thief looked at the face of the corpse, and could vaguely distinguish it, very familiar, and heard his companion ask, and said: "Big Hanzi, this person seems to be Lao Liu!"

The thief was stunned, and the fire fold approached the face of the corpse, and immediately recognized that this person was really Lao Liu, this is the whistle set up on the shore of Taihu Village, and it is also the person they are going to pick up tonight, and exclaimed: "It's really Lao Liu...... How did he die?"

The thief shook his head: "I don't know!"

The thief said, "I know you don't know, I didn't ask you!" Let's hurry back to the village and tell the big boss about this!"

The thief was dizzy by him, but he still understood the second half of the sentence, answered, turned around and returned to the depths of Taihu Lake!

The thief sat next to the corpse and felt a chill!

Lao Liu actually died? Who did it? The person who killed him, can he be nearby?

One by one, doubts arose, and he couldn't help but look back at the depths of the jungle on the shore, in the darkness, as if there was a hidden devil who devoured people, or perhaps, there were thousands of troops waiting to destroy the city?

He didn't want to stay here for a moment, and urged: "Big boy, hurry up!"

"Oh!"

The thief answered, rowing faster.

As the shore drifted away, the thieves breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly thinking of another letter, he hurriedly squatted down and groped, and finally felt it at his feet, picked it up, and blew the fire fold again, and lo and behold, there were five big words on the envelope: Shentong Hou personally opened!

The thief shuddered!

Shentong Hou is a big man who shocks the world, even if he is just a water bandit, he has heard of this name!

They didn't know that on a tree on the shore, under the shade of the trees, stood a man.

The man was wearing a wide black cloak, looked fat, and wore a hideous cyan grimace mask on his face!

Watch them disappear into the depths of Taihu Lake!