An official road winds into the distance along the mountains and valleys. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was not even a single figure on the road, the thorn weeds all over the mountains withered and desolate in the autumn wind, and the occasional bird skimmed over the sparse branches of yellow leaves and disappeared into the gloomy and oppressive sky.

At noon, the pony appeared slowly on the road wearing a half-worn green cloth shirt and riding a horse. More than twenty miles further is the border of Lin'an County, and it is not a problem to rush to Murong Villa before dark, so he decided to let the horse rest for a while.

Pony may not have the surname Ma. He was just one of many orphans adopted by his stepfather, and he knew nothing about his origins. He has had many names, just as he has had many identities. For him, the name never mattered, and what he was called depended mainly on what role he played. From princes and ministers to market pawns, literati to bandits and robbers, rich businessmen to beggars and blind streams, he has played all in order to complete the task.

Of course, this is all in the Hongwu period, after the death of Emperor Taizu, he and those people with the same status as him have basically not carried out tasks in the past few years. If, according to their father-in-law, they were born for the court, they were in fact abandoned by the court. Since the age of fifteen, the more arduous the task, the more he can arouse his fighting spirit, although he is often on the edge of life and death, but it can also make him feel that he still has the meaning of life.

This time it was just a letter, and he really couldn't lift up any spirits. This is a task that almost any normal person can accomplish, and he doesn't understand why his father-in-law carefully entrusted him to carry it out, anyway, if the letter is delivered on time, the purpose of his trip will be achieved.

In the midst of his thoughts, the sound of hooves behind him was sudden, the wheels were rolling, and two horses were pulling the cart and galloping like lightning. The man in his thirties, with a yellow beard and an anxious face, urged the horses with a long whip in his hand, completely ignoring the curvatures and ruggedness of the road.

The pony rode away, and the sound of hooves behind him began again, and more than a dozen masked men in black clothes roared past, apparently chasing the carriage in front. In the rivers and lakes, grievances and vendettas are complicated, chasing fame and fortune, fighting bravely, and even meeting each other without saying a word.

The pony was not going to meddle in unnecessary disputes and wait for the man in black to go on his way, but the man in black who was walking last saw him avoiding him and flung him with a whip in his hand. The pony dodged sideways, the whip fell on the horse's neck, and the horse rose to its feet in fright, fearing that he would have fallen off the horse had he not reacted quickly. The man in black laughs triumphantly and walks away, and the pony's heart is on fire, and he immediately rides after him.

The black-clothed man who wielded the whip saw the pony approaching, and the whip in his hand swept through the pony's door like a poisonous dragon's tail, and only half of it was swung out, and he was already pinched by the neck of the pony and carried off the horse like a chicken. Seeing this, the two black-clothed men who were close to him hurriedly dismounted and rushed to the rescue, and the black-clothed man holding the mace shouted: "Where did the rabbit cub come from, the person who dares to hurt my blood hall, look for death!" In the angry shout, the mace in his hand had been slashed down with the momentum of thunder, and the ghost head knife on the other side had also been cut from the right side. The two thought that they could solve the kid in front of them with a joint move, but they only felt that the left fist of the pony had slammed into the jaw of the man in black holding the mace, and with a few crisp sounds, his teeth spurted out with blood, and he fell to the ground on his back facing the sky, and at the same time, his right foot kicked the man in black with the ghost head knife in the lower abdomen, kicking him into a dog and knocking out two front teeth.

The black-clothed man who wielded the whip is usually used to bullying, seeing the pony avoiding the side of the road, itching for a while, wanting to have some fun, who knows but pierced the nail, the shame is small, the wrong thing, I am afraid that my life will not be guaranteed when I go back, thinking of this, fear flashed involuntarily in my eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "The hero's martial arts are world-famous, brave and invincible, but a genius of the world, the villain has eyes and no beads, offended the hero, it is really a crime to die, please raise your noble hand and spare the villain." ”

When the pony saw that the man in black was bowing and ruddering, he thought that he would do a lot of injustice on weekdays, and he had the intention to teach him a lesson, so he said coldly: "Since sin deserves death, how can I forgive?

The whipping man in black wanted to get out as soon as possible, but he looked like a slave in his words, full of pompousness, but he didn't know that the pony really wanted his life, and he kowtowed like pounding garlic at the moment, and said with a cry: "The villain has an eighty-year-old mother and a wife and children......

Pony frowned and said, "These words of begging for mercy have been said for thousands of years, can you change something else?" If I spare you today, I don't know how many good people will be poisoned by you in the future." Speaking of which, lifting the ghost head knife on the ground, the knife flashed, and he cut off the little finger of the black-clothed man who whipped it, and then flicked the blade of the knife with his fingers, and the ghost head knife was broken into several pieces. The pony continued: "I hope you will do it yourself if you punish you a little today, and if you don't change your dead nature, he will hit me like a knife every day." ”

"Xie Daxia's grace of not killing, the villain must change his past mistakes and never do it again. The whipping man in black was like being amnestied, where did he care about the pain of his severed fingers, and hurriedly crawled to pick up the "mace" and "ghost head knife". "Mace" said in a low voice: "Sixth Brother Ma, this loss is over today, let's go ahead and invite the Dharma Protector to slaughter this kid, so as to eliminate the hatred in your heart and mine." ”

"You don't talk nonsense, I'll talk about this later, if you let the girls in Murong Villa run away, you and I won't be able to save our lives, so don't leave quickly." The man named Ma Liu scolded in a low voice.

The pony was about to leave after taking care of himself, and when he heard that Murong Villa was mentioned, he hurriedly ordered the three of them to stop.

Ma Liu complained bitterly in his heart, but he didn't know why the pony suddenly changed his mind, and turned around with a smile on his face: "What else does the hero command?"

"You just said that you are chasing the people of Murong Villa?"

"The hero doesn't know, the people of Murong Villa injured several of our brothers outside Hangzhou City this morning for no reason, and the hall master passed down the word to arrest this person, and we chased him all the way here. Ma Liuyan said, his eyes flickering.

Xiao Ma pondered: "What Ma Liu said may not be true, there may be another hidden meaning in this matter, no matter what their reason is, I am visiting the owner of Murong Zhuang on this trip, since I happened to meet the people of his villa in trouble, how can I sit idly by?" Thinking of this, he no longer paid attention to the three people, and hurriedly rode his horse forward.

The horse pulls the car, although the castration is urgent, but the road is bumpy, and the bends are narrow, after all, it is not as good as a lonely. The man in black chased closer and closer, and the first two men in black threw out the claws of the flying tiger, hooked the windows on both sides, and suddenly reined in the horse's luck, in a vain attempt to force the carriage to stop, but the force of the carriage galloping was more than a thousand catties, dragging and pulling, the force was opposite, and the carriage burst open from the bottom plate when it landed.

A slender man in black was about to jump into the car with a little force on the saddle and volleyed into the air, but the long whip in the driver's hand was lightning towards the door in front of him. Immediately afterwards, two more men in black landed on the carriage, and two large knives struck the driver behind the chariot. The driver heard the strong wind behind him, rushed forward eagerly, supported his hand on the horse's back and turned around, kicked two feet in the air, and took the opponent's lower plate, and when the two retreated to dodge, he had also stabilized his body in the car, pulled out the sword at his waist and fought with the two.

The two horses were frightened, and galloped wildly on the mountain road, and the carriage was bumpy and fast all the way, swaying from side to side, sometimes clinging to the mountain wall, and sometimes half of the wheels were hanging in the deep valley on the side of the road.

Seeing from afar that the chariot driver was entangled by two men in black, and had no time to steer the carriage, the pony was in a very bad situation, so he hurried into the enemy group. The slender man in black, who had just been whipped, had just climbed onto his horse and was beaten down by the pony with three punches and two kicks. The cold light flashed on the left side, a spear went straight to the ribs, the pony turned to one side, grabbed the gun and pulled it violently, kicked the man off the horse, picked up the spear, fought all the way, and beat three or four black-clothed people to the ground one after another.

Suddenly felt that the strong wind behind him was like an arrow, the sword shadow was pervasive, the pony heard the sound and identified the position, blocked with the spear in his hand, the gold and iron resonated, and felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and the spear almost took off his hand, knowing that he had met a master. When I looked closely, I saw that the man was thin and thin, his eyes were shining, and he was also in a black suit, covered with a black scarf, and the only difference was that he was wrapped in a silver belt around his waist, which should be the protector mentioned in the mouth of the "mace".

Seeing that he had just struck with all his strength, this young man seemed to have nothing to do, he was horrified in his heart, and said quietly: "The Blood Demon Hall is doing things, I hope Your Excellency will not interfere, otherwise you will be the enemy of my Blood Demon Hall." The old man opened the net today, leaving you with a small life, hurry up and get out of me. When he had finished speaking, he pursued the carriage. The pony followed, spear unleashed, and the protector had to raise his sword to meet him, and the two fought together. The snake-shaped long sword in the hands of the Dharma Protector is as fast as lightning, as fast as a meteor, and the moves are fierce and weird, unpredictable, and the moves are all fatal. The two of them exchanged spears and swords on their horses, flashing and moving, and they couldn't hold each other for a while.

Knowing that he had to make a quick decision, the pony took a quick look at his surroundings and had a plan in mind. At the moment, I struggled to perform a few tricks, sold a flaw, and rose in the air. The Dharma Protector thought that the pony was going to escape, and he was willing to let go of such a good opportunity, so he jumped up and slashed the pony's feet with his long sword. The pony spear rises on the rock wall, and then dances the spear to pick up countless fine stones and sand dust on the rock wall. Where did the Dharma Protector expect this, his eyes couldn't open for a while, and he lost his goal, so the pony took advantage of the situation to knock him down and seal the key points on his body.

Suddenly the horses neighed, and when the pony looked, he saw a man in black take out a crossbow and shoot at the two horses pulling the carriage. The mountain road was tortuous, and the horses were already running dangerously, but now they were wounded by this fatal arrow, and in the severe pain, they rushed forward, and there was a sharp bend in front of them, and now they both stepped into the air and ran into the valley.

The charioteer fought a vicious battle, finally solved the two men in black, suddenly heard the neighing of the horses, followed the car out of the road, went to the valley, couldn't help but be surprised, heard someone shouting to jump, rushed two steps, in the tail of the car to kick hard, volleyed, the pony in the last moment, swept away, on the edge of the cliff an upside-down golden hook, can catch the chaser left hand, it is really thrilling. If the slightest deviation in time or location can have dire consequences.

The pony is waiting to pull the driver up, suddenly feel a loose foot, gravel and mud down, the original road surface, the rock wall obliquely sinks, the roadside mud and stone thickness is less than half a foot, where can bear the weight of the two, at this moment the two are suspended, the light cliff between the hands and feet can not focus, according to the current situation, after a while, both people will fall into the deep valley.

"Engong let go quickly, you don't have to give your life for me. The driver said urgently.

In a desperate situation, the pony caught a glimpse of a tree root about three feet on the right side attached to the cliff wall, which should have been born obliquely from the nearby pine, and hurriedly said: "Seeing that the tree root on the right is not, I will swing you over." ”

Life and death hung by a thread, and the pony took a deep breath, stretched his arms through his arms, and swung the driver to the right. The hooked stone was already loose, and by the force of this swing, it burst open, and the pony fell into the valley with it. As soon as the driver grabbed the root of the tree with his right hand, he eagerly grabbed the pony with his left hand, and pulled him over, but fortunately the root was firm enough to bear the weight of the two men. Relying on the roots of the tree, while looking for a focus point between the rock crevices, after several hardships, the two finally escaped and returned to the road.

As soon as the pony climbed onto the road, he saw that the driver had already ridden his horse, and hugged his fist at him: "Engong's life-saving grace is unforgettable, I have something important to do today, so I will leave it alone." Liangju borrowed it from me, and asked Engong to go to Murong Villa to retrieve it. After speaking, he was already more than ten feet away.

The pony was trying to find out something from the driver, but before he could say anything, even the horse was ridden away, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Looking back at the black-clothed man lying on the ground, he picked up the serpentine long sword and walked towards the protector with a silver belt around his waist.