It is said that this Qian Yun took a few powerful disciples and was about to go to eat some breakfast, but some people patted their backs, and then turned their heads to look, with a look of surprise on their faces. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Daman!Why are you?Where have you been these days?By the way, is there any news from Brother Songbai?" Qian Yun patted Niu Daman's chest and asked happily.

"Alas! It's hard to put into words! I was originally going down the mountain to find out the news, but I was unexpectedly captured by the ronin and imprisoned in the church, guess what, who did I meet there?" Niu Daman pointed to the crowd and asked Qian Yun.

"That's? I can't seem to remember, who is it?" Qian Yun looked at the direction he was directing, and saw a big man with a black face, wearing a hat, braving the rain to watch in the crowd.

Niu Daman pointed at the black-faced man and said with a smile: "Have you forgotten? When we went down to the south of the Yangtze River last year, we stayed in a farmhouse in the middle of the night, and a bandit came in the middle of the night, and then we cleaned it up, and it was him!

Niu Daman waved his right hand, only to see the big man running over, the rain was quite heavy, but he didn't see the crowd getting less, but more and more, a little crowded.

"Big brother, junior brother Fan Cheng has saluted you, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you're still fine, right?" The black-faced man bent down and hugged his fists and said.

"Oh, it's Brother Fan Cheng, we haven't seen each other for a while, why have you come to this capital too, and your mountain king is not right?" Qian Yun then returned the salute with his fists.

Fan Cheng raised his right hand, shook his head and sighed: "Don't mention it, it was originally safe, but later the King of Jinling attacked the imperial city and passed by this cottage, and he had to take my men and horses into account, of course I refused! No, under the onslaught of its artillery fire, my village was broken and captured, and my subordinates did not know where they had been scattered? Alas! After this battle, I became a prisoner of the mountain from the king of the mountain. ”

"Oh oh! I see! This mountain king can't be done, are you interested in joining the beggar gang, follow everyone, and get an errand in the future." Qian Yun patted him on the shoulder and said.

"What? You beggars plan to take refuge in the imperial court, this King of Jinling is not a good thing, if that's the case, then I'd better leave this place quickly, right?" This Fan Cheng was a little worried, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Big brother, you listen to us finish talking! Why are you about to leave halfway, is that the ...... That's it! not that...... Do you understand?" Qian Yun pointed and said, squeezing his eyebrows.

This Fan Cheng is the second monk, he is confused, he can hear this cloud, he didn't understand what is going on, Qian Yun immediately pulled him aside, and whispered: "Are you preparing to oppose this emperor and welcome that saint back, how about it? You and this emperor, that is a deep hatred! Don't forget the scar and forget the pain, think about it, if you want to join us." ”

Seeing this Qian Yun and the beggar gang disciples hurriedly go to this bun shop, Fan Cheng felt hungry in his belly, so he staggered and went into this shop.

"How about it? Have you thought it through? If you want to do it together, just sit down, we are brothers, we will avenge your revenge together, if you are greedy for life and afraid of death, then you should go back and be your mountain king, and the province is worried here." Qian Yun asked with chopsticks holding peanuts and squinting his eyes.

"Well, it's better to do this! I'll be with you for a few days to see if I can get used to it, this murder and arson, it used to be in the mountains, this capital of the capital, I'm really a little worried!" Fan Cheng said as he squeezed Niu Daman away and sat down on the bench.

"So many of us are not afraid, you say that you are a big black man, why are you greedy for life and afraid of death, I really don't understand, okay! Stay with us for a few days, let's talk about it another day!" Qian Yun saw that on the street, the gong had come out, so he immediately gave everyone a look, took the gruel, nibbled on the steamed bun, and leaned in front of the door to watch.

I saw that the official of the southern city opened the way, and on this tall horse, there was a person sitting who was familiar with him, and it turned out to be the dead county official Ma Defa Shiye! The person leading the horse in front of him, Elder Xu almost shouted: "Helper, it's him! That is, he wants to sell us grain, what's going on?"

The people next to him were talking a lot, only to hear a grocery shopping aunt say: "Hey! Is this a living hell? Isn't that Ma Defa, who just died? Why did he come out today to take the lead in parading through the streets? What the hell is going on?"

The uncle who was carrying the basket next to him said mysteriously: "You don't know this, right? This is below, do you know? I don't know if I will come back over there in two days, these people will have to go back down again!"

"What is above ground and underground? I really don't understand what you're talking about? Let's watch the play! Something should happen today, it can't be so calm, just keep your eyes open!" The old lady who sells vegetables pointed to the parade that came over, clapped her hands and shouted.

I saw that the southern city officials were in front, followed by the soldiers of the west city, and then the iron cavalry guards of the king of Jinling, pulling out the crowd on both sides, and widening the road back several steps, this scene was indeed grand, as soon as the emperor's sedan chair was lifted out, the crowd began to move a little, even the aunt who sold vegetables put her hand into this basket, and a sense of ominous omen, jumped on the paper!

Qian Yun pulled everyone out, withdrew from the crowd, and said to Elder Xu: "The person who led the horse, is it really the person who sells grain? ”

Everyone retreated into the alley, but they heard a commotion outside, and Qian Yun returned to the street with his disciples, but saw the people rushing towards him.

"Brother Tai, what is going on outside, why are you so panicked?" Qian Yun grabbed the man who ran into the alley and asked eagerly.

I saw that the people who came kept looking at the back, and said in a panic: "It is said that the former emperor has returned to the city, and a large number of black-clothed assassins have fallen from the sky, it is estimated that it is the time limit for the new emperor. ”

Looking at this young man, hurriedly leaving, Qian Yun led everyone out of this alley, only to see that on this street, the Jinling guards and the black-clothed people were fighting together, and for a while, the ground fell to the ground, and the blood flowed like a river, and the whole scene was really bloody and bloody!

Qian Yun just wanted to go forward and find out, but the beggar disciples grabbed him one after another: "Helper, the overall situation is important, this may not really be the former emperor's people, it's better to be calm for the time being, and wait and see how it changes!"

Seeing the fierceness of this fight, everyone retreated to this alley, standing at the mouth of the alley, watching the battle on the day of the emperor's accession to the throne, only to see an arrow feather shot out from the roof, coming towards Qian Yun's face......