Chapter 7: The Night Attack on the Deserted House (Part II)
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The wind rustles through the fallen leaves, adding to the silence of the night.
The two people in the courtyard waited for a while, and one of them said, "Is there anyone in the house?" I am really helpless to wait for the late night to disturb, and I hope that it will be convenient, so I will leave after asking a few words." ā
There was no movement for a long time, so the two of them entered the house on their own, lit the fire, and suddenly heard one of them exclaim: "Why is there a dead man here? Could it be that Miss Murong is in danger again?"
The voice from before said: "The owner of Murong Zhuang learned that the young lady was in distress, and ordered me to wait to answer along the way, and you and I have been chasing all the way here and have not been found." There is no trace of a fight here, this person was killed with an arrow, maybe the others were chasing the murderer, this fire is still hot, I think they won't go far, let's hurry up and catch up, if it is Miss Murong, we can help her. ā
"Then without further ado, otherwise you will be entrusted by Lord Murong Zhuang. ā
When Miss Murong heard the two mention herself, and said that she was entrusted by her father to pick her up, she was so excited that she didn't have time to think about it, so she rushed out, and it was too late for the pony to stop her, so she had to follow out.
"What the hell are some little dolls, and they come out in a few words. A man with long hands and feet said proudly when he saw the three ponies coming out of the side room. He was about forty years old, with high cheekbones on a short face, a flat nose, and a pair of round, protruding eyes, which looked a little intimidating, and he was the first to speak.
"Whether it's a little doll or an old man, as long as our 'gibbon' Yuan Dayan and Yuan Fourth Brother use a little trick, they are not obediently tied up. Another man, fat with bean-like eyes and a pair of steel claws hanging from his waist, said.
"Brother He has won the award, this is also your good cooperation, how can you be a 'crane in the clouds' He Youli is in vain. Yuan said this with big eyes, but his face was full of pride.
The two of them flattered each other there, and they were smug and complacent, completely ignoring the pony and the others frowning when they heard it.
Pony sneered, "I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless." Since the two of them are 'Monkey with Arms' and 'Birds in the Clouds', there is a way that 'five birds come out of Long, and the sky shakes the earth', and since the other three 'Earthquake Lynx', 'Deer Ugly Niang', and 'Black-hearted Bear' are here, why don't they show up together?"
"Why should young people take advantage of their tongues, they must know that sickness comes from the mouth, and evil comes from the mouth. The voice behind the house was old and gloomy, and when he had finished speaking, the man had jumped over the roof and landed in the courtyard. This person is sixty years old, burly, walks with a windy style, and the wrinkles on his forehead are like the word king, which is the "Zhenshan Tiger" Tiger Zhenshan.
At this time, two more figures fell behind Hu Zhenshan from both sides, and the one on the left was a black-faced man, whose facial features were almost unrecognizable in the night, with his chest and breasts exposed, and his muscles were like steel and iron. On the right is a beautiful woman with a bewitching body and a coquettish face, and a smell of rouge can be smelled. The two are the "Heart-Destroying Bear" Xiong Tiejia and his mother-in-law "Lu Qiaoniang" Lu Hanhua.
These five people are the famous "Red Ridge Five Birds". They stomped their feet, and the two places of Sichuan and Long, and even the entire rivers and lakes, trembled three times. The eldest Hu Zhenshan was once a military attache of the sixth rank of the imperial court, and later because of the defeat in the factional struggle of the imperial court, he had to fall into the grass, gather people and horses on the red ridge, pull up the banner, and become the king of the mountain. Later, there were Xiong Tiejia and Lu Hanhua of Niujiao Mountain, Yuan Dayan of Thunder Strike Ridge and He Youli of Shallow Water Beach to go to worship, these few people were originally the dominant figures, this time an alliance, the power is even more in full swing, black and white are all polite and give three points. Merchants and travelers, and those who want to pass through Chiling must prepare generous gifts to disperse wealth and eliminate disasters. There is no need to rob homes on weekdays, and the gold and silver treasures that come up from filial piety are already piled up and enjoyed. In the past ten years, the five of them have rarely made a move, and once they do, it will be a big case that will cause a sensation in martial arts. I just don't know how I ended up here today.
Hu Zhenshan stepped into the house, his eyes swept over Xiao Ma and the other three, and said: "The old man and the five people came from Chiling, and they were originally going to visit the owner of Murong Zhuang, since they happened to meet Miss Murong in time, please go with us, and there will be a good response on the road." ā
Xiaoma said coldly: "Although the three of us act informally, and we don't distinguish between three religions and nine streams in making friends, we are still a little particular in the end. ā
The deer smiled coquettishly and said: "I just don't know what this young man is particular about, can you tell the slave family and let the slave family learn something about it." The words are three points charming, and the voice is seven points crisp, regardless of the fact that Xiong Tiejia's black face is a few points darker than ink.
Seeing that the deer Hanhua behaved like this, the pony frowned and said, "We are particular about not being with livestock, so you should take your sunny path, and we will cross our single-plank bridge." ā
Hu Zhenshan said in a deep voice: "Dare to talk to the five birds of Chiling like this, you can be regarded as a young hero with this courage alone, no wonder the lonely soul and wild ghost will fold in your hands." The old man cherishes his talents, he can't bear to kill you, you can leave by yourself. ā
Pony looked at Tiger Earthquake Mountain and said, "You're the third person to say this to me today." ā
"So what?"
"One of the people who said this to me before is lying here now, and the other is afraid that he will leave the Central Plains forever. "Pony is talking about slaughter and solitary souls, of course.
"Ignorant junior, are you a waste like them?" Hu Zhenshan's face gradually showed anger, "The old man won't teach you a lesson today, and you don't know how many eyes Lord Ma has." The old man asked you again, do you want to go? And the monk, if you don't go back to the temple to eat fasting and chant Buddha, what kind of fun are you doing here? ā
"Amitabha, monk, I love to join in the fun, tonight here is so lively, birds and beasts are here, how can I miss it. ā
"Good, good, good. Hu Zhenshan laughed angrily: "The old man accepted you for Lord Yama today." Before he could finish speaking, the man approached, and his right hand was bent into a claw, straight to the pony's throat.
The pony grew up in special training since he was a child, and in any situation, he kept alert, and now Hu Zhenshan suddenly attacked, he had already taken precautions, and now his left hand buckled to Hu Zhenshan's right hand vein, and at the same time he stepped into a wrong step, and his right hand clenched his fist to attack his flank cartilage.
Hu Zhenshan failed in one move, and he couldn't help but "pout", as if he was quite surprised. At the moment, the offensive is unabated, and a set of tiger-shaped fists are unleashed, and the fist is fierce and heavy. All of a sudden, the fight was inseparable.
On the other side, the monk of Shanyuan has been fighting with Xiong Tiejia and Lu Hanhua, the Xiong Tiejia is usually silent, clumsy, and clumsy, but the martial arts are wide open and closed, the momentum is amazing, and the copper skin and iron bones can withstand a thousand beatings. It was also thanks to Shanyuan's talent and skills that he was able to contain the bear iron armor. Originally, the monk could still have a slight upper hand, but a soft sword in Lu Hanhua's hand was agile and fluttering, changing in thousands of ways, and Xiong Tiejia was rigid and soft, cooperating with each other, and from time to time scratching his head beside the monk and making gestures, saying some rumors, which made the monk very embarrassed. In addition to being distracted, the kung fu is naturally discounted, so it is impossible to take the other party down.
Miss Murong was really remorseful in her heart because she was careless just now, mistakenly believing the words of Yuan Dayan and He Youli, and she was really remorseful, and when she saw the two sides doing it, she immediately stabbed the two of them with her sword. Yuan Dayan held a single knife in his hand, and the thirty-six Heavenly Ape Sword Technique was unleashed like flowing water, and seven or eight moves had been dismantled in an instant. He Youli is obese, but his body is extremely flexible, flickering left and right, flashing and moving, and the steel claws in his hands never leave the acupoints on Murong Girl's body. The two cooperated tacitly, trapped her in it, and couldn't break through left and right.
The hut is not small, but seven or eight people fight together, but there are many restrictions, and they can't be used, and the three ponies don't care who is against whom, and which one is close to them in the fight, and the swords, sticks, fists and feet will greet them. For a while, swords and swords, fists and feet, and a melee killed the stars and moon.
Suddenly, there was a dense sound of footsteps in the woods, and at least forty or fifty men, well-trained in their movements, scattered in the darkness, and surrounded the whole hut ten feet away. ć
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