Qingchuan City is located in the south of the Yangtze River, has a long history, and has always been an important town in the south. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn the early years of the Great Song Dynasty, this Qingchuan ferry was opened again, and the city of Qingchuan became more and more prosperous. Hook fence tiles are everywhere, and the market does not stop day and night. The people of the county came and went, carrying the burden, carrying the basket, and the streets were bustling.

In the eyes of ordinary people, they will never see that this prosperous Qingchuan City is full of dangers. But Zhong Yunlang can, when he was thirteen years old, he lost the protection of his master. It has been nearly ten years since he traveled alone from south to north. As long as there was the slightest hint of danger in the air, he could immediately detect it.

His sense of smell is like that of a hound.

Pulling Ying Wu to rush back to the Qingchuan County Ya, the plaque hanging in the lobby 'Mirror Hanging' is hanging high, and the 'Quiet' cards standing on both sides of the main hall are also standing quietly. The county lord and the group of headhunters disappeared. The whole county was empty.

Ying Wu scratched his head and said: "It doesn't make sense, I just left the county government not long ago, and they are still there." ”

Zhong Yunlang felt faintly uneasy in his heart and asked, "Did something happen last night?"

Ying Wudao: "Well, last night in the northern suburbs outside the city, the owner of the Iron Sword Mountain Villa, along with twenty-two disciples, was dead in the forest by the river. Early this morning, the county magistrate sent Qi to investigate. At noon, news came that the Tiejian Villa in northern Fujian was tragically destroyed. ”

Zhong Yunlang's heart trembled: "Could it be that the 'female ghost' did it? How to explain the destruction of the Tiejian Villa in northern Fujian? If it was also the 'female ghost' who did it, then the journey would be too fast." ”

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves sounded faintly in the northeast corner of the city. The sound of hooves approached, approaching the county office.

Zhong Yunlang listened carefully for a while, and there were a lot of people and horses coming, about 100 of them rode.

The two of them rushed out of the county office and saw seven or eight leading officers and soldiers galloping on horseback, rampage through the streets. Kicked over stalls, hit people, countless. When the county people saw this, they shouted: "The official army has arrived, get out of the way." "Everyone should be careful, they deserve to be trampled to death by the official horse." Some shouted loudly: "These officials are too unreasonable, how can they be so rampage in the town?"

A young man from a tailor's shop next to the road probed his head and said, "What kind of officer and soldier is this, I look like a robber." As soon as he finished saying this, the first few horses rushed over. The young man opened his mouth and couldn't close it for a long time. Immediately, the occupant was dressed in a jet-black official uniform, with a steel knife in his hand, staring at him viciously: "Boy, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense." Tell me why our officials and old men are like robbers?" scolded in his mouth, pulled out the steel knife in his hand, and shook it twice in front of the young man, making a gesture to cut. Zhong Yunlang and Ying Wu were too far away, and it was too late to rescue them at this time.

At this moment, a big man's horsewhip was swung out, and he had already rolled up the young man's body, pulled it vigorously, and slammed it into the middle of the street. Scissors and threads on the shop, rags and clothes were scattered all over the ground. The shopkeeper of the tailor's shop shrank back, but he didn't dare to breathe.

Zhong Yunlang's footsteps moved slightly, rushed over, and helped the young man up. The man who waved the horsewhip snorted and shouted: "Where did the dog come from, the official wants to throw him, how dare you help him?" As soon as he lifted the reins, the horse under his crotch neighed, raised his front hooves, and stepped on Zhong Yunlang's body. Zhong Yunlang's body did not move, and he suddenly stretched out two fingers of his right hand and pressed them against the horse's left front hoof. The horse could not move, its front hooves could not fall, and if it wanted to retreat, it had to throw the horse's rider to the head. Immediately, the man was extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn't do anything, so he had to shout and scold: "Little bastard, dog mongrel, let go quickly, let your official master come down." ”

The pedestrians on the road thought it was funny, and they scattered to avoid it, but at this time they stopped and wanted to come to see the excitement. Ying Wu also ran to Zhong Yunlang's side.

Laymen can't see anything, but those who practice internal skills can see at a glance that Zhong Yunlang pressed his two fingers against the horse's hooves, and there must be dark luck in his hands, making the horse sore, and unable to move again. Otherwise, if the left front hoof is resisted like this, how can the horse's hind hoof and left foot not try their best to toss? At this time, the horse's body and back are actually supported by the power of Zhong Yunlang's two fingers.

Zhong Yunlang stared at the rider without moving, his eyes were like electricity: "The official master wants to fall this guy, but what is the reason?" The man laughed and said: "Haha, the truth? I want to fall someone, what other reason do I need?" said and waved the horsewhip and came straight to Zhong Yunlang's door. Zhong Yunlang waved his left hand, wrapped the horsewhip, pulled it gently, and sneered: "The official master is so majestic!" The man gave Zhong Yunlang's left hand a light touch, and his body couldn't help but lean forward. Suddenly, his arm was sore, and he almost wanted to take off the whip in his hand. Seeing Zhong Yunlang's eyes like knives, the man was so frightened that his face was bloodless, and his legs trembled.

Zhong Yunlang still said coldly: "I am not used to the majesty of the official master. You should fall too!" said with a sharp tug of his left hand, and two fingers of his right hand lightly swayed, and the man fell down from his horse with a heavy blow, but the steed also fell backwards a few times. Everyone was shocked: "This son is so young, he has so much strength. "My heart is quite happy.

The officer and soldier who carried the knife saw that his companion was at a loss, so he mounted his horse, and without saying a word, he swung his knife and slashed at Zhong Yunlang. Zhong Yunlang did not dodge or take the Qingluan sword to block, raised his right foot, and kicked him in the belly of the horse. Zhong Yunlang's feet were faster than the officers and soldiers' knives. Before the knife came close to him, his right foot was firmly on the horse's belly. The horse was in pain, jumped up and down, and the officers and soldiers with the knife could not restrain it, and the official knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter. The horse's hooves staggered, and he gradually became unsteady on his feet, and finally fell. The officer and soldier also fell into a daze, and they were all overwhelmed.

The remaining officers and soldiers surrounded him, and seeing that Zhong Yunlang was difficult to deal with, the blades in their hands greeted Ying Wu. Ying Wu smiled and slammed into the horse. He was burly and tall, and all the officers and soldiers gave him such a mess, and they all fell out of the way. Onlookers scattered to take refuge.

When the officer and soldier with the knife saw this, he was furious and shouted, "His grandmother, is he going to rebel!" I could only hear the whistle and the clattering of horses' hooves. A hundred rides, a moment has come, and Zhong Ying and the young man are surrounded in the middle of the street. Immediately, the officers and soldiers kept whistles, and the horses circled around the three people, and some of them kept shouting and scolding.

Zhong Yunlang snorted, and scolded bitterly in his heart: "It's really like a bandit and a robber." ”

He knew that the officers and soldiers with the sword must be the leader. So he used the 'light smoke step' and rushed away, and in an instant, he had already captured the officer and soldier with the knife in his hand and floated back.

Zhong Yunlang asked sharply: "Tell me quickly, where are you the officers and soldiers, and who is in charge?" The officers and soldiers with the knife were so frightened that their hearts cracked, and they were speechless.

"They are my subordinates! These minions don't understand the rules, and they offended Zhong Ye, so don't be surprised by Zhong Ye. The voice was eerie and harsh, and everyone was extremely uncomfortable to listen to.

The officers and men stood at the whistle, and the horses stood on both sides of the road, no longer walking, and gave way to the road two feet wide in the center of the street. Zhong Yunlang casually threw the man with the knife in his hand, and when he looked up, he saw one person riding on the street, along the avenue, coming slowly. The sun shone obliquely, pulling the figure of the man.

Everyone held their breath, and the whole street was silent.

The man's hooves were wrapped in thick hooves, and they slapped against the bluestone slabs with a loud clang.

It seemed that it had been a long time before that man walked from the street to Zhong Yunlang.

I saw him in a red official robe, black shiny leather boots, a mighty tiger steel knife hanging from his waist, and a nine-section soft whip in his hand. smiled at Zhong Yunlang: "Master Zhong, you and I are officials in the same dynasty, but don't hurt your anger for such a trivial matter." He turned his head and instructed his subordinates: "Remember it for me, this is the famous 'Good Face Weituo' Zhong Ye Zhong Zhutou of Hejian Mansion, everyone is a fellow Taoist, and they will take care of each other in the future." ”

Zhong Yunlang recognized him, he was a favorite general under Wang Qinruo, the minister of power, named Yang Yuankai. On weekdays, bullying men and women is all evil, but first, he is strong in martial arts, and secondly, he relies on Wang Qinruo, a big backer, and no one can take care of it.

Zhong Yunlang was jealous and hateful, and when he heard what he said about 'people in the same way', he was immediately angry, and said loudly: "General Yang can't talk nonsense, you and I go our own way, what kind of people in the same way!"

Yang Yuankai was not annoyed, and slowly approached, still with a smile on his face: "Zhong Ye will be angry when he says this." But I don't know who affected our brotherhood?" Before the words fell, Yang Yuankai's face changed, and his eyes slowly swept over everyone's faces, and Ying Wu felt cold and indescribable disgust.

The officers and soldiers followed Yang Yuankai for a long time, and when they saw his expression, they knew that he was about to burst out and hurt people, so they were busy shrinking their heads, afraid that Yang Yuankai's eyes would stay on their faces. The two people who had previously wielded the whip and the knife figured out the meaning of his words, thinking that Yang Yuankai blamed the two of them for making a move with Zhong Yunlang, and they trembled with fright, kneeling on the ground, and didn't dare to breathe.

Who knew that Yang Yuankai's eyes narrowed, and the soft whip in his hand slammed out, flying out diagonally, and the young man from the tailor's shop flew out dozens of steps to the soft whip and smashed it on the ground. The corners of the mouth were bleeding, the brain was bursting, and the eyes were not alive.