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The trail was littered with dead bodies, dozens of corpses scattered on the dirt road, and if you got closer, you would smell the thick smell of blood, and the only ones that still had life were a few badly maimed horses lying in the middle of the road. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiang Yangsheng limped back along the winding path, and walked a mile away, only to see that the previous melon baby was still hesitating in place, the previous little donkey was still there, grazing on the side of the road, and the melon baby was lying on the back of the little donkey and talking to himself, probably silently praying for the blessing of the people in the dart door to escape death.

"Donkey, donkey, donkey, don't you say that everyone will have nothing to do, the bearded master is so powerful, I don't think the bearded teacher will die, the previous thieves in front of the bearded master are not as simple as chopping vegetables and cutting melons? I always felt that everything just now didn't seem to be real, it was like a dream, if it was really a dream, I wouldn't make the bearded master angry again. ”

Gua Wazi lay on the donkey's back boredly, brushing the little donkey's messy hair, and couldn't help but shed tears as she spoke.

He really hopes that his master can all survive, not as he saw in his eyes, the bearded master and the chief dart head were stabbed to death by a sword of a dressed lady, I really hope that the senior brother who often bullied him was not nailed to death by an arrow in front of his eyes, he really doesn't want those to be true, but what happened tonight is terrible for him, the fiery chivalry in his heart has been extinguished, he used to think about walking the rivers and lakes with fresh clothes and angry horses, but now he has no thoughts at all, I just hope that nothing happened just now, and all the dead people are alive。

Suddenly, he looked back and saw the Mr. Grimace sitting in the middle of the path just now, he slowly walked towards this place with a long sword step by step, his body was embarrassed, and he was no longer the previous Fengshen Yulang, Gua Wazi quickly got up, brushed Mr. Grimace, and then raised his head and asked cautiously: "Sir, how is my master?"

Jiang Yangsheng raised his head, looked at this young man who was not deeply involved in the world, and then stared at him with a pair of calm eyes, and waited until he was afraid to cower and staggered back a few steps before retracting his eyes.

"Let's go. ”

Jiang Yangsheng shook off one of the hands that Gua Wazi was holding him, and his tone was cold, refusing to be thousands of miles away.

This river and lake is a puddle of muddy concrete, no one knows who plays what role in it, it may be the strong who looks down on others, or the weak who looks up to others, it can be known that even if martial arts are powerful, they can't jump out of this category of rivers and lakes, Jiang Yang was born in his heart and couldn't bear it, he didn't want to get involved in this turbulent rivers and lakes for no reason, with the child's heart in front of him is not suitable for floating in the rivers and lakes, rather than letting him die in the rivers and lakes, it is better to crush his dream of the rivers and lakes as soon as possible, stay away from grievances and hatreds, and get rid of the ordinary life in the rivers and lakes。

"No, I'm going to find my master and brothers!"

Gua Wazi broke free of Jiang Yangsheng's arm, turned around and was about to run, but Jiang Yangsheng kicked back with all his strength and fell into the grass and trees on the side of the road.

Jiang Yangsheng maintained his compassion that he had not been able to mention with great difficulty, restrained the anger in his heart, lifted the Qingque Sword and slashed it on the head of the little donkey that Guawazi was riding before, killing with one blow, the brain splattered, the little donkey's braincase split in half, and before he died, Jiang Yangsheng shouted with all his might: "Get out!"

Gua Wazi was like a lightning strike, his whole body trembled, his eyes were blank, and tears were silent, he was stunned for a while, turned around and walked away.

Jiang Yangsheng looked at the back of the young man Benyuan, breathed for a while, and then sat down suddenly, he had just experienced a life-and-death battle, and now he was at the end of his strong crossbow, and he was covered with bruises, and he cut off a piece of leg meat from the dead little donkey and put it in his arms, and then Jiang Yangsheng crossed the trail and walked into the mountain.

The small tea shop on the side of Liangpu County Avenue, the name of the tea shop is ' Light on the building', in fact, is not a building, called the building is the shopkeeper's vassal elegance and entrusted people to obtain the elegant name, the light on the building can only be regarded as an open-air tea shop at best, the tea is not what is also tea, the water for making tea is naturally not what mountain spring water, most of the people who come here to drink tea are slaughtering dogs and white Ding, completely do not see the literati saucker, this is late at night, the oily face of the tea shop owner after a busy day sitting in the deep and low tea shop, in front of him impressively placed a set of tea sets, at this time the fog is steaming, in the eyes of outsiders honest and simple tea shop owner Wen Shen sat in front of a table full of greasy at this moment, can not see clearly behind the fog his expression。

Tea is not a good tea that has never been given to guests to drink, the best Dongting Biluo Spring Tea, this small tea shop is full of just a few taels of tea, at this time by the leisure of Wen Shen took out a pot to relieve boredom.

An hour ago, he sent two groups of people out, one group of people went to the Yamen in the main city to report the case, and the other group of people rushed to the place where the Dart Gate was robbed to clean up the scene, according to Wen Shen's plan, none of the participants tonight should be alive except for Shen Zimiao, a dead man who can't be abandoned for the time being, including the proprietress of the tea shop.

This situation is really a big deal, but unfortunately what is in front of you is just a cup of weak tea.

Wen Shen has always been known as the 'plague god', the most important thing is that he is ruthless to the point of outrageousness, and the life motto he adheres to is 'those who want to achieve great things, relatives can also be killed', not to mention that the wife is the parents and ancestors can also be cold-blooded and ruthless. Therefore, he was able to climb step by step from a small to insignificant dead man in the 'Xumen' to the white impermanence of today's 'light dwelling'.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door outside the tea shop, Wen Shen's face was cold, and he said coldly: "Come in." ”

The door was pushed open, and then a tall figure walked in, the man was burly, his body filled half of the small room, and after seeing Wen Shen, he said with a respectful face: "Count the corpses and one less body." ”

Wen Shen's face was as calm as water, and he said slowly: "There are a total of fifty-three people in the Ningyuan dart game, and there are a total of twenty-seven people who walk the darts tonight. ”

The man said in a deep voice: "Only one Zhou Dynasty spy stayed inside the dart gate and was beheaded. ”

Wen Shen sighed, as if he understood, reached out and pinched the teacup of snow-white porcelain, and then said lightly: "You said that there is one less person in total, Shen Zimiao has not returned so far, and he has already died, so it means that there are two people missing!"

The man nodded and said: "The ghost pawn Shen Zimiao died, one of the two missing people is a child who has only been in the dart door for a few days, we have found out the details of the family earlier, no problem, and the other is Jiang Hai, who came to take refuge a few days ago, this person's information is a little vague, we investigated privately, his family is a small clan in Donghai County, but some time ago, the real power faction in the family has been dismissed, it seems that someone provoked the county guard of Donghai County and was implicated. ”

Wen Shen put down the teacup in his hand and then bent his fingers and kept tapping on the table to form a rhythm, "How can a child of a small family in Donghai County know Yu Xianyi of Qinhuai River, this matter is worth scrutinizing." ”

The man nodded, waved his hand gently, and quietly retreated.

Jiang Yangsheng staggered to the depths of a forest, put down the green finch in his hand, leaned against a tree and sat down, he took off his soft armor, at this time there was a blood hole on the abdomen, and the bubbling blood continued to flow out, fortunately, the amount of bleeding decreased at this time after taking the healing elixir of Yu Lindao, and the wound was no longer as hideous as before.

This is Jiang Yangsheng's most serious injury since he practiced the sword, at this time Jiang Yangsheng's expression was depressed, half leaning and half lying in front of a thick tree, the red sable fur was stained with dark blood, he had experienced a big battle and was injured before, and at this moment the blood loss was serious, and he couldn't stand up, lying under the tree with his eyes closed, and his face was like gold paper.

Removing the soft armor of the fox fur that had been soaked in blood, Jiang Yangsheng took out a pill, chewed it and put it on it, and was relieved to see that the injury had been relieved, Jiang Yangsheng looked at the dark night, fortunately, it was cloudless and it might not be able to rain, otherwise it would really be worse.

fell asleep in a daze, when Jiang Yangsheng woke up, he was lying in a bamboo house, the house was laid simple, dry and clean, surrounded by evergreen bamboo all year round, the breeze came slowly, rustling, there was an ethereal feeling, Jiang Yangsheng barely stood up, but the door was pushed at this time, and an old man with gray hair walked in, he opened the door with his hands and feet like a stupid thief, but seeing that Jiang Yangsheng was already sitting on the bed and looking at him intently, he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

Seeing that Jiang Yangsheng had already woken up, the old man showed a look of surprise on his face and said:

"Sir, are you awake?"

Before the white old man spoke, Jiang Yangsheng was shocked, this was obviously a child's voice, the voice line was warm and long, not rough at all, and even some women's tones.

Jiang Yangsheng nodded, his heart was surprised, and he didn't feel that he looked at the old man in front of him a few more times, this look was even more amazing, he thought that it was the old fairy who had the skill to make Tong Yin, and after a closer look, he realized that the white-haired old man was clearly a child who had not yet reached adulthood, but he was only old and decrepit before he showed his old age.

This child, who looked unusually and even looked much older than the old man, bent his waist and presented Jiang Yangsheng with a bowl of water, and then put it in front of him, the child didn't talk much, and turned around and left after finishing things.

Jiang Yangsheng took a few sips of water to moisten his throat, then shook his feet and pushed the door out.

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