It's early spring this year.
Just when the spring buds were showing and Xiao Can was retreating, the north and south of the country were shocked.
No one knew what was going on, and no sign of war was heard in the rivers and lakes. However, the martial arts roads in the north and south were in great turmoil, and forces from all sides rushed back and forth in full swing, causing panic and panic.
The vegetation that has survived the winter has come to life.
Which person?
The cold river roars, and the lone wild goose disappears.
Outside a teahouse in front of the riverside ferry, a team of escorts was resting. The escorts were sitting around a table and taking a quick look. There were about thirty of them. The older ones were in their sixties and the younger ones were in their teens. Each of them was wearing a green cloth outfit with a yellow scarf on the collar. There was also a escort flag with a green background and gold rim on the escort cart at the front, with the word "Weiyuan" embroidered on the banner.
The person escorting the escort was Peng Qisha, the "Land Dragon King" who was the most prestigious among the 27 green forest heroes in the north, the chief escort of the "Weiyuan Escort Bureau".
In addition, his left and right deputies are also famous figures in the northern martial arts world. They are Zhu Sanye, the "one-handed ape" who roams the Kanto region, and Zhou Tong, the underworld master "Impermanent Sword" who is famous in Heshuo.
I saw a group of escorts sitting in twos and threes, with weapons on the table, biting into cooked meat, drinking strong wine, and chatting about Jianghu affairs.
A big shot has a world of big shots, dominates the world, dominates the world, and has conspiracies.
Small people also have their own world, three meals a day, enough food and clothing, a few important things to do, safety in and out, and some boxing and kicking skills. They don't seek to be earth-shattering, but they seek to stand out and brag with others in their spare time. That's enough.
Not everyone in this world has extraordinary circumstances, a prominent family background, a powerful master, or superb martial arts. It is normal to look forward to the ordinary.
Nao Shizi, who dominates the world and orders good and evil, said that he is too far away from many people.
This is how people are, the smaller their abilities are, the less they think, the more contented they are, and the easier it is to be satisfied. But once you become more capable, you will have random thoughts. Some people can control their hearts, and they may be heroic and ambitious, or they may laugh arrogantly in martial arts and become heroes. Some people cannot control their hearts, and they may become ambitious, evil, and greedy. This is the fate of such people. It's usually not very good.
The person who runs the tea house is an old woman with a skinny body, wearing a small floral jacket, with a wrinkled and skinny old face. She is accompanied by two young men with tough heads and big heads, who look like grandfather and grandson.
It is only said that the group of people at this end were eating and drinking, but there were two people eating and drinking next to the escort car over there.
These two are also bodyguards. One is older, with gray temples, a goatee, and shrewd eyes; the other is in his prime, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his face is full of aggrievedness.
Everyone else was eating meat and wine, except them.
The old escort didn't care much. He took out two cold sesame seed cakes from his arms and gave them to the young man.
The young man complained: "Can we still eat this? Let's..."
But before he could finish his words, the old escort on the side gave him a sharp look with his dagger-like eyes.
The old escort scolded him angrily: "What did you say when you came out? I told you to keep your mouth shut. Why don't you remember it? Are you just greedy for this mouthful?"
The young escort smiled coquettishly and murmured in a low voice: "Second uncle, you are too timid."
The old escort puffed his beard and glared: "If it weren't for you being the only child in our Ding family, I wouldn't be too lazy to take this young boy into the world."
"Ah, yes, yes," the young escort had a look of helplessness on his face, as if he was tired of hearing these words, and murmured in a low voice, "When we go out, we are just being bullied by others. It's enough for others to bully us, and we are bullied by our own people. "
The old escort was deaf and didn't hear clearly, so he said with a straight face: "What did you say?"
The young man shrank his neck: "I didn't say anything."
The old escort snorted angrily, broke off a piece of sesame seed cake and put it into his mouth. He held it for a while and then chewed it carefully. However, his eyes were staring at the three people in the tea room with gray eyebrows. He frowned slightly and warned in a deep voice: "If anything happens later, we will jump into the river and don't worry about anything."
The young escort was stunned for a moment, nodded subconsciously, and then flattered him: "Second uncle, I want to discuss something with you. When I'm out, why don't you always lecture me?"
The old escort breathed out his nostrils and hummed: "This is all the experience of traveling in the world. I have to pass it on to you, and you can pass it on to your son. Maybe one day our Ding family will be able to become a big shot."
Hearing this, the smile on the young escort's face faded a lot. He lowered his head and said calmly: "Forget it, it's time to end your stay here. I want to save some savings and do something in two years." It’s a small business, just take care of his mother and live a good life.”
After hearing this, the old escort did not say any more words of reprimand. He waited until he finished drinking the tea in silence and then said: "After sending this escort back, we may be able to catch up with your baby's full moon wine. What is it called?"
The young man chuckled and said: "My mother said that there is a long way to go, so I called it..."
"ah!"
Suddenly, a scream shocked everyone.
I saw an escort with a frightened face, clutching his throat, his eyes were so bulging that they were about to pop out, his whole face quickly turned blue and purple, and then he was bleeding from all his orifices, and he died simply.
Then the second, the third, the fourth...
In the blink of an eye, eight people had fallen.
"So poisonous!"
Peng Qisha, the chief escort, looked extremely ugly and turned his eyes sharply to look at the store.
He saw that the old woman's expression had become ferocious and vicious, her mouth kept laughing sinisterly, and the eyes of the little kid next to her were also full of viciousness, revealing murderous intent.
Mr. Zhu's eyelids twitched wildly and he blurted out: "Are you the ghost grandma?"
Peng Qisha was tall and tall, with a curly beard and a purple face. His eyes were gloomy and he asked, "What do you want?"
The old woman pointed to the long package behind him and sneered: "Hand over the green jade wand, mother-in-law, I will let you go."
"Beryl wand?"
The expressions of all the escorts were different, ranging from confusion to shock. This was the sacred object of the Demon Sect. How could it get mixed up with them?
Only the three escort heads looked at each other and their reactions were straightforward.
"kill!"
Without any explanation, the three of them got angry and wanted to take action.
Unexpectedly, the old woman looked into the basket next to her, raised her hand and threw out several black pills.
Before it hit the ground, the black pill exploded in the air with a "boom", like thunder on the ground.
For a moment, there was a commotion, blood raining everywhere, screams one after another, and the old woman's sharp laughter.
Peng Qisha's pupils shrank sharply and his expression was grim: "The firearms of Jiangnan Perak Hall?"
His face was gray and gray, his hair was as if it had been burned by fire. He turned around and walked away, his body like an arrow from a string, shooting towards the river.
"Haha, want to run away? Leave your things behind."
A bloody long sword suddenly flew towards him like lightning.
"Rose Sword?"
Peng Qisha's eyelids twitched wildly. He turned one hand and saw that a sword was unsheathed at his waist. He moved the blade horizontally and intercepted the sword light.
But he only blocked the first sword, but failed to block the second. The bloody sword light suddenly shot up, and Peng Qisha suddenly felt his right eye go black, followed by a heartbreaking pain, and with a scream in his mouth, he fell towards the river.
And the person who drew the sword was none other than Yan Nanfei.
Seeing that he was about to fall into the Yangtze River, Peng Qisha was panicking. He didn't want to see out of the corner of his eye a lone boat on the rolling waves of the river, which was extremely incredible.
"Heaven will never destroy me!"
Without thinking about it, Peng Qisha felt ecstatic in his heart. With his remaining strength, he flew up and swung his legs in the air, intending to seize the boat.
Of course there was someone on the boat. The man was wearing a bamboo hat, with flying ink robes, and a strong chest under the half-open skirt. Facing the biting river wind, he stood with his hands behind his back, standing proudly between the mountains and rivers.
"Haha, it's better to come early than to come by chance."
The man in the bamboo hat smiled softly, lowered his hand behind his back, and circled his index finger in the air. A drop of water was immediately captured from the river water to his finger. Then he flicked his finger, and the water drop instantly rounded up, as if it had turned into the world's best hidden weapon, passing through it. Through the water mist, it disappears in a flash.
Peng Qisha looked shocked, the pupils in his eyes suddenly swelled, and then he fell into the river like a bird with broken wings, his eyebrows turning a bright red.
When Yan Nanfei saw the person coming, his eyes suddenly changed, and he lost his voice and said, "Is it you?"
The man in the hat was also a little surprised. He grabbed the baggage in the air, put it into his hand, and then said with a leisurely smile, "Do you still remember the words of fighting again by the Taihu Lake that day? I'm here to keep the appointment."
(End of chapter)
