Zuo Ming couldn't hide the panic in his heart, he didn't expect that he would meet Hong Jin on a narrow road, so he was anxious to get out.

"Zuo Xiucai, is this package of medicine yours?" It wasn't until Zuo Ming took a few steps that Hong Jin raised the white paper bag in his hand and asked with a sincere face.

Zuo Ming was stunned, he hurriedly touched it into his arms, but saw that the ten-spiced soft tendon loose bun that he regarded as a treasure had actually disappeared.

"Yes, yes, this is a bit of white noodles, you can satisfy your hunger, Hong Shaoxia can take it if you need it. Zuo Ming pretended to be generous and authentic.

Hong Jin shook his head: "It's your thing, how embarrassed am I to take it, or you should take it." But put it away and don't lose it again. ”

Zuo Ming solemnly thanked Hong Jin, took the ten incense soft tendons, and left quickly.

Hong Jin's residence is a burned-out hut, and there are still broken doors and windows, which is one of the better among the group of heroes.

Before Hong Jin waited too long, he was about to practice cross-legged when he heard a sound of footsteps.

Hong Jin stretched out his head to take a look, and sure enough, it was Zuo Ming, and he walked in a hurry, looking a little nervous.

"It's getting late, I don't know if Zuo Xiu came to me, what do you have to say?" Hong Jin said enthusiastically, and asked Zuo Ming to sit very attentively.

Zuo Ming said: "Brother Hong Jin, this time I was able to repel Murong Bo's evil thief, thanks to your merits, I brought a gourd of wine to celebrate with you." ”

Hong Jin said: "Repelling the black-clothed dead soldiers led by Murong Bo is the credit of everyone's desperate fighting, Hong Jin doesn't dare to take the credit, it's you, Brother Zuo, I'm afraid that I also killed a lot of black-clothed dead soldiers, right?"

Zuo Ming said: "It's really ashamed to say, with my strength, I am not the opponent of the dead man in black at all, and I almost hung up on the spot, but fortunately I was rescued by Huang Boliu." ”

Hong Jin thought of Huang Boliu, he was really a straightforward man, better than this Zuo Ming, what kind of thief was hey? Phew, he actually went along with Murong Bo.

It is conceivable that the money stolen by Zuo Ming is estimated to be cheaper than Murong Bo, because the Murong family must need a lot of money if they want to raise dead soldiers and rebel.

"Ha Luha, I haven't drunk in a long time, and I'm very greedy. It's rare that Zuo Xiucai is intentional, and he actually came with wine, he is really a caring person, a good man, and a good brother. Hong Jin was overjoyed and praised again and again.

Zuo Ming was worried that Hong Jin would not drink, but his hard work was in vain, but now he couldn't help but be ecstatic when he saw Hong Jin's salivating appearance.

"The sword is given to the martyrs, the wine is given to the heroes, and it is its honor that this wine can be tasted by Brother Hong Jin. Come, come, come, I'll fill you up. Zuo Ming took out a wine glass from his arms and carefully filled the glass with wine.

Hong Jin was stunned and said: "Zuo Xiucai doesn't drink it? Drinking alone, it's not interesting." ”

Zuo Ming knew that if he didn't drink it, he might not be able to dispel Hong Jin's doubts, so he took out another wine glass from his arms, and said with a smile: "Of course, I want to drink it too, so I'll accompany Brother Hong Jin to have a drink." ”

Hong Jin said: "Thank you for your wine, but it's a pity that I don't have any good food to entertain you here." ”

As he spoke, Hong Jin untied his burden, took out a cold steamed bun, broke it in half vigorously, and handed the big half to Zuo Ming.

It has been a few days since the food was cut off in Shenhezhuang, and Hong Jin was able to take out the steamed buns, which is very remarkable.

Zuo Ming Da Lang smiled and said: "Wine and food, it doesn't matter at all, everyone is together, and what we are talking about is like-mindedness." Let's take a bite and then have a toast. ”

Syllable!

Hong Jin's sleeves were raised slightly, and he saw a sudden sound at the door panel, which frightened Zuo Ming's face and hurriedly looked back.

This is the kung fu of the unphased robbery, which can be used silently and invisibly, with the kung fu of Zuo Ming, how to recognize it?

Zuo Ming saw that there was no one, turned to Hong Jin quickly, and said with a forced smile: "What a strange noise, it scared people." ”

Hong Jin had already raised his wine glass, drank all the wine in the cup, and shouted in his mouth: "Good wine, it is really a rare good wine, and I have the strength to drink it." ”

"Hey, why don't you drink?" Hong Jin sank his face and slapped his hand on the tattered table, which squeaked and almost fell apart.

"I drink, of course I drink. Zuo Ming hurriedly replied, secretly scolding Hong Jin for being moody.

Seeing Zuo Ming drink the wine, Hong Jin nodded: "When I drink, I have a strange problem, I can't see others not drinking, if others don't drink, I will be angry, and when I am angry, I will beat people......"

Zuo Ming looked at Hong Jin in a daze, he really didn't know whether what he said was true or false, just thinking that Hong Jin was getting drunk quickly, he quickly got Hong Jin out.

The two of them drank three glasses in a row, and Hong Jin's body suddenly collapsed, and he wanted to drill under the table, muttering in his mouth: "Your wine...... There is something wrong with your wine. ”

Zuo Ming was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran over and called softly: "Brother Hong Jin, Hong Shaoxia, how are you?"

Hong Jin didn't answer, and after a while, he actually let out a slight snoring sound and slept very soundly.

Zuo Ming was overjoyed, and hurriedly walked to Hong Jin's side, and sealed him in a few heavy points, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

This time, Zuo Ming came hard, he knew that Hongjin's strength was too high, so he was afraid that he would miss the horse's feet and cause death.

Seeing that he could see his hands, Zuo Ming didn't stop, picked up Hong Jin on his back, and took advantage of the vast night to run out quickly.

Hong Jin sighed secretly, thinking that he was carried by Ah Zi back then, and the fragrance smelled slightly, which was much more comfortable than this.

Even though there were people patrolling outside, Zuo Ming was familiar with where everyone was, and easily bypassed the guards and ran all the way to Taihu Lake.

There was a small boat waiting in Taihu Lake, which was painted black both inside and down, hidden in the night, and difficult to be discovered.

"Zuo Ming, how is it?" Seeing Zuo Ming running over, a voice suddenly came from the boat.

"Take Hong Jin, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, I really can't get close to ......" Zuo Ming sighed and said.

In fact, from Murong Bo's tone, Zuo Ming could hear that he mainly wanted to catch Hong Jin.

Since this is the case, Zuo Ming didn't have the idea of beating the abbot of Xuan Lin at all, after all, there are a large number of Shaolin monks, and if he wants to rob the abbot of Xuan Lin, it is difficult not to show his feet.

A silent force suddenly struck, hitting the key point in Zuo Ming's chest.

Zuo Ming's face showed an incredible expression, he glared at Hong Jin, and finally collapsed to the ground softly, and fell next to Hong Jin.

"Grandma's, this sour ding, I didn't expect even to get drunk. That's it, it's better to take it back first, and let the lord do it. The man on the boat cursed.

Zuo Ming naturally fell for Hong Jin's unphased robbery finger, Hong Jin used a heavy technique this time, but he was afraid that he would be in a coma for at least three days.

There was only one person on this small boat, and he was dressed in black, and he was a dead man in black.

Wow!

With a splash of water, the boat shot out into the darkness like an arrow, and the rower was clearly a good hand.

In the Taihu Lake, he didn't know the direction, Hong Jin closed his eyes to recuperate, and left Shenhezhuang, but in his heart, he was not half proud.

Hong Jin considered not only himself, but also the monks and high-rollers on the village, in these days, everyone shared weal and woe, resisted strong enemies, and had affection for each other.

Taihu Lake is full of waterways, and there are countless lotus flowers, Hong Jin can't remember the road at all, just let the boat go all the way.

In the middle of the night, Hong Jin suddenly felt refreshed, and he found that the boat was about to dock, and he smelled a familiar fragrance of flowers.

"Are you tired after rowing for so long? Hong Jin said suddenly, his voice quite gentle.

"You...... You ......" The face of the black-clad dead man showed disbelief and astonishment.

As soon as Hong Jin's finger came out, there was immediately a big blood hole on the chest of the black-clothed dead man, and his body turned over and fell into the boat.

Hiding the boat in the depths of the lotus leaves, Hong Jin didn't leave Zuo Ming alive, he was not a person who liked to kill, but other than that, he couldn't think of a good way to deal with Zuo Ming.

Hong Jin found a piece of driftwood on the hull of the boat, cut it into several pieces with his hands, and then mentioned the Jiuyang True Qi, and his body swept out like a flying swallow.

When the strength disappeared and was about to sink, Hong Jin threw the driftwood in his hand out of the way, stepped lightly on the driftwood with his toes, and his body floated again.

Float and float like this, and when the last piece of driftwood is thrown down, Hong Jin will be on the shore.

Stepping on the ground outside Shenhezhuang again, Hong Jin's heart was overwhelmed with emotion, even though it was only seven or eight days in Shenhezhuang, for him, it was like half a year.

The aroma of camellia flowers continued to waft over, Hong Jin couldn't help but be stunned, and looked carefully, it was really Mantuo Villa.

What are the dead men in black doing at Mantuo Villa?

Hong Jin couldn't guess the reason, he decided to go to the village to take a look, something must have happened here.

Mantuo Villa is full of camellias, even though there are few varieties of Zhenxi, but it is better to thrive, and it blooms luxuriantly in the east and west.

Hong Jin really didn't dare to compliment Mrs. Wang's character, but Hong Jin really recognized her ability to raise flowers.

In Hong Jin's view, there is no distinction between high and low camellias, and camellias that can bloom in the bright sun, even if they are inferior in appearance, they still have vigorous vitality.

Thinking of Xuan Lin and other more than 1,000 people, lacking dry food, they are all living hard in Shenhezhuang, I am afraid that every time time passes, their danger will increase by one point.

Hong Jin didn't care about admiring the camellias, and galloped directly towards the depths of Mantuo Villa.

Along the way, Hong Jin didn't dare to be careless, since there was a black-clothed dead soldier here, I was afraid that there would be Murong Bo, this is a big master, Hong Jin never dared to ignore him in the slightest.

Mantuo Villa is silent, but there are many camellias, but it does not look gloomy. Compared to the charred black Shenhezhuang, this place can be regarded as a paradise on earth.

Hong Jin vaguely remembered Mrs. Wang's residence, and only hoped that she was still in charge here, so Hong Jin could try to borrow a big boat from her to save Abbot Xuan and others from trouble.

The deeper he went into the interior of Mantuo Villa, the more vigilant Hong Jin felt, because he found that even in the dark night, there were still black-clothed dead soldiers patrolling, which showed a sign that he was only afraid that Murong Bo was really hiding here.