The few people who survived were arranged to be bandaged and rested, Ning Ning had already fainted, Hongyu asked someone to boil some medicine boxes to feed her to drink, and after a while, Hongyu and Wu Xiao also found a place to sleep.

The next day Qingchen, someone came to invite Wu Xiao to go to the hall of the Salt Gang Headquarters, Wu Xiao freshened up and went with whom, the Salt Gang Headquarters Feilong Fort was built according to the Gorge Mountain, it is both a castle and a fortress, it was built according to the situation in the Gorge Mountain, the front nine checkpoints, a husband when the pass was not opened, and there were several giant ballista carts built on the east and west sides, but both sides should be sideways, the rear is a hundred zhang high cliff, the difficulty of flying birds, the three zhang high wall outside the fort encloses the inner fort in the middle, the high wall is five zhang to build a watchtower, there are many gangs to patrol back and forth, it can be used as a fortification in wartime, the inner fort is mainly defensive, all are built of giant bluestone bases, layer by layer, a total of seven layersOnly the roof is decorated with some construction, but also according to the type of the situation is just right, the type is not complicated, simple but not empty, the whole design is from the hands of the master. The Salt Gang has been walking the rivers and lakes for more than 100 years, and its influence is all over the Yellow River and the Yangtze River Basin, which seems to be by no means a fluke, but the result of the painstaking management of three generations of gang leaders.

Wu Xiao had a lot of feelings when he followed the person who led the way, and he didn't say much, just led the way, but the sentinels of all the doors and all walks of life called "Nine Masters" when they saw it, and it seemed that his status in the gang was not small. After a while, he came to the front of a step, the ninth master stopped, looked at Wu Xiao, Wu Xiao was also looking at him, the ninth master looked up and down and said: "The top of the steps is the big school field, and in front of the big school field is the salt gang lobby, today the salt gang put down nine salt passes, please worship the mountain gate, the red fish girl is waiting for you in the main hall, do you dare to break through" The ninth master looked bright.

"Chuang" Wu Xiao clenched his fists with both hands

"Please," the ninth master made a gesture of please. The two climbed the stairs and came to the big school field. The length of the school field is more than ten zhang, all paved with bluestone strips, shining in the sun, there are more than 200 people lined up on the school field, the left and right two each have a phalanx wearing blue and red, the middle two rows of flags from the lobby to the front of Jiu Ye and Wu Xiao, forming a passage, far away to see where the two huge stone lions in front of the lobby are guarding, like two giant beasts, and the entrance of the lobby of the Flying Dragon Castle is a giant dragon head, the gate is in the dragon's mouth, at this moment, there are two rows of chairs in front, the rows are full of people, Wu Xiao saw the red fish sitting in the second row on the left。 Although there are many people on the school grounds, they are always disciplined, and there is no other sound except for the sound of the wind eating the flag.

"Helper, are you here, do you want to start?" the Ninth Master shouted

"Start" An unusually burly middle-aged man sitting in the middle responded, his voice was not loud, but the whole audience could hear it clearly.

Drums rang out on both sides, and the drums rose and fell, vibrating the mountains and making them exciting. After a drum pass, the ninth master took a few steps forward and took a strangely shaped knife from a gangster, "I'm the first level, the recurve lancet, what weapons you use can be selected on the weapon rack." ”

Wu Xiao walked over from the weapon rack, but seeing that there were all kinds of long and short weapons, swords and stabbing hammers, he went straight to the long weapon rack and pulled out an iron gun, walked in front of the ninth master, stretched out the gun in his left hand, and made a start to open the door with his right hand. Jiu Ye slashed in the middle with a knife, his knife technique was very fast, and it was a recurve, the front blade was first, but Wu Xiao had not moved, Jiu Ye sighed in his heart, and said in his heart: "This kid is not a stunned young man, he is stupid, I am going to hurt him a little bit, and the red fish is estimated to be finished with me." Thinking that the strength of his hand was stagnant, Wu Xiao suddenly turned sideways when he came, and his right hand was wrapped around the elbow joint of Jiu Ye, and clamped it hard, Jiu Ye only felt that a strong force was about to break his hand, so he had to let go of his fist and reverse his arm to pull it out, and finally pulled out his right hand, and a cold gun strangled his throat, making him breathless, and after a while, Jiu Ye only felt that his whole body was loose, he was let go, and Jiu Ye gasped twice to know that he had been defeated.

Defeated in one move, the ninth master's face was a little unbearable, and he saw Wu Xiao holding a gun and holding his fists and said: "The ninth master just accepted the recruitment, this time it will not be counted, and it will be compared."

The ninth master looked at the lookout and said: "That's it, I still have this self-knowledge, if you don't recruit me, I am not your opponent, the future is terrible, I lost", after speaking, he walked to the front of the lobby and said a few words to an old gentleman, and then sat on an empty chair.

"The first pass, the first knock on the mountain gate, pass, the mountain worshippers take twenty steps forward" The old man shouted, and after another drum, a short and fat red-faced man walked towards Wu Xiao with a hammer in his hand.

"The kid is good, let's eat grandpa's two hammers first"

Wu Xiao didn't wait for him to make a move, a spear stabbed past, and the fat man landed with a double hammer, a spear pointed against his chest, and there was a small opening on each wrist. The fat man gasped, raised his hands and slowly stepped back, patted his chest and returned to his seat.

Which old man praised again: "The second level, straight to the point, pass", the next five levels of Wu Xiao are all a move to defeat the enemy, the salt gang in front of the hall are all moved, tsk, there are exchanges, Wu Xiao has walked to the front of the crowd two feet, which old man wants to sing loudly, the gang leader waved his hand and said: "No need"

He stood up and said to an old man in his sixties next to him, "Old Hero Lin, are you going to meet him?"

The old man patted the back of the chair, stood up and said: "I have already done this, you guys, it's a waste of time", which old man beckoned, and two people came over, one brought a tall yellow dart horse, and the other carried a Daguan knife. The old man turned over on his horse, held a knife in his hand and said loudly: "Pick a good horse for him and make way for us." There has already been a tall jujube red horse to help the crowd come over, everyone separated on both sides, giving way to the middle ten zhang space, an old and a young slowly drove the horse into the field, staring at each other, the horse's hooves on the bluestone ground "de" sound. Several leaders of the salt crowd stood up and gathered around to watch this rare battle.

The two of them drove the horse forward at the same time, the horse's head staggered for a moment, the old man slashed at the chest, the knife borrowed the horse's momentum to come with great momentum, Wu Xiao blocked the spear, this shot was a temptation, although the old man had more than sixty, but the strength was great, the knife and gun collided, and the two felt the strength of the other party.

The old man didn't wait for the horse to run out of how far he reined in the horse and rushed back, shouted, and slashed Wu Xiao behind the back, it seems that the old man is used to fighting on the horse, and the art of controlling the horse is much more sophisticated than Wu Xiao, Wu Xiao's legs clamp / tighten the horse's belly, turn around and sweep away the big knife of the backpack with a shot, the old man chased closely, drove the horse to Wu Xiao's level, waved the horse and swept to Wu Xiao's waist, Wu Xiao blocked with a gun, and did not wait for the old man to withdraw the big knife and shoot / stabbed the old man in the face, the old man gave way to the side, the handle of the knife hit the head of the gun, and oscillated. But seeing a yellow and a red two horses in the school field tightly together around the school field turned up, immediately an old and a young man you come and I are in a fierce battle, two battles for more than 20 rounds, regardless of victory or defeat, the surrounding salt gang has already messed up the formation around the sidelines to shout cheers, drums are dotted, the wind is gusting, the red fish is sweating in the palms of the side, nervous.

The gang leader walked up to her and said, "What, I'm afraid that Old Hero Lin will hurt him?"

"He is still inexperienced, Lin Lao Hero has been fighting for more than 30 years, how can Xiaoxiao compare?"

"I don't think he's going to lose," the helper said

"I think it's true that it's better to stop fighting, it's not good to hurt anyone," Hongyu said urgently.

"Don't fight, now I don't think I disagree, it's your brother who doesn't agree," the helper laughed

The battle on the school field is even more intense, the two of you have been fighting for more than 50 rounds, Wu Xiao's marksmanship is exquisite, but the experience of fighting immediately is insufficient, and the equestrian is still lacking, but the victory is young and strong, Lin Lao Hero is experienced, exquisite equestrian, skilled in swordsmanship, but Bi Jing is old, every time there is a chance to win, but because of the lack of strength, let Wu Xiao go, the more the old man fights, the more he appreciates, the more the young man fights, the more he admires, Wu Xiao is looking for a chance to win, after a while, he has a plan in his heart, he reined in the horse's head, and the yellow dart horse parallel, a shot/ Stabbed to the horse's head, the old man came to the stall, Wu Xiao quickly grabbed the handle of the old man's knife with his right hand after letting go, the old man also grabbed Wu Xiao's gun head when he saw it, and clamped it under his armpit, the two of them got up at the corner, everyone was frightened and shouted, the long handles of the two weapons were made of fine iron, but at this time they were faintly stilted from the middle, Wu Xiao saw that the time had come, kicked the stirrup with his foot, the whole person flew up, jumped to the back of the old man's horse, the old man suddenly lost his heart, and his body lost his balance, but how old he was, he turned over, swept Wu Xiao behind him with one leg, and wanted to kick him off the horse, Wu Xiao dodged the old man's attack on his back, grabbed the old man's calf with his left hand, and clamped the old man's neck with his right hand, The old man couldn't move, so he had to grab Wu Xiao's right hand with both hands and try to untie the clamp, the two sat opposite each other on the horse, wrestling closely, which horse was caught by the two of them, and lost the control of Lin Lao Hero, so he rushed to the gate of the hall, and saw that he was about to hit the stone lion, but saw that the gang leader rushed forward with an arrow, he was extremely burly, but the speed was extremely fast, and he didn't go to the horse's head with both hands in front of the horse's head, and shouted that the yellow horse suddenly twisted to the ground, and immediately the two of them jumped down, and everyone in the school field came back from the tension and shouted"The helper is mighty, the helper is mighty" has been heard for a long time. The helper stretched out his hand and pressed down, and everyone returned to their original positions. Wu Xiaozi didn't say much when he stood aside, and Hongyu was relieved to return to his seat when he saw that he was fine. After everyone calmed down, Lin Laoying stood up and said: "Everyone, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, I lost in the comparison just now, I lost well, I lost well, and our salt gang has one more dragon and more hope." ”

After speaking, he turned around and knelt down on one knee at Wu Xiao, hugged his fist upwards and said: "At the moment of life and death of the Salt Gang, please join the Salt Gang and serve more than 20,000 men and more than 20,000 families in the Salt Gang", Wu Xiao hurriedly stepped forward and wiped the old man and said loudly: "I am willing to join the gang and serve the Salt Gang."

"Okay, as soon as you enter the Salt Gang, the Salt Gang for life, the gang has 19 rules, you can manage it, the Salt Gang is in trouble, no matter where you are, you have to come back to serve, you can think about it. The helper stood up and said loudly

"Think about it, please take me into the gang" Wu Xiao knelt down on one knee and hugged his fist to salute the gang leader

"I, Ma Tianhong, the third-generation leader of the Salt Gang, brought the Xi brothers into the gang, as the master of the Dragon and Tiger Hall, and the second leader of the Salt Gang" After speaking, he took a sea bowl, grabbed a handful of salt and sprinkled it on Wu Xiao's body. Then he helped Wu Xiao to get up and stood facing the two hundred Yan Gang brothers, and the two hundred gang members all knelt down on one knee and shouted: "Meet the hall master", the voice was neat, shaking the mountains.

At this point, Wu Xiao has become the number one person in the Salt Gang, and everyone recounted that everyone quieted down, the Ma Gang leader stood up and walked to the front of the lobby, raised his right hand, "Send Brother" Ma Tianhong roared loudly, the sound spread up and down the mountain, and after a while, the bells and drums on the mountain and down the mountain were all whining, and there was a sound of killing, and the leaders separated on both sides of the road, and dozens of men and women in mourning clothes carried twelve black coffins from the Salt Gang hall in turn, and Ning Ning and Jiao Junshan, the owner of the Yamakou Village, were impressive.