The stick poked out, silently, with small movements and extremely concealed. In addition, the servant despised Zhao Cheng, so he was accidentally stabbed in the throat by the stick, and he immediately threw his head back and fell backwards.
Matchmaker Wang was originally standing aside and complacent, thinking that Zhao Cheng was just a scoundrel when Mr. Bai came to Beijing with his status. In addition, she owed him money, so she had no choice but to accept her fate and be thrown into prison.
However, I didn't expect that Zhao Cheng could be so ruthless that even Mr. Bai's men would dare to hit him, and they might hit him on the head in the blink of an eye.
Therefore, as soon as the servant fell, Matchmaker Wang was immediately frightened and ran out of the village screaming, shouting as she ran: "He's killing someone! Zhao Cheng is killing someone!"
The servant was stabbed in the throat with a stick and barely survived. Fortunately, they were not ordinary people. They had all fought in the battlefield and had a keen intuition.
When Zhao Cheng's short stick came up, the servant already felt something bad. At this time, it was too late to dodge, so he could only tilt his head as much as possible to avoid the stick hitting his throat.
The human neck is so soft, even if it is not the throat, it would be unbearable to be poked by the stick. After being stabbed, the servant immediately spun around and fell to the ground.
Fortunately, he hid in time and his throat was not stabbed.
Zhao Cheng glanced coldly at the servant lying on the ground, closed the temple door, stood outside the door and said to Zhou Rushuang inside: "Rushuang, don't come out, don't worry about me."
Rushuang had already woken up and was cooking porridge in the temple. When she heard Matchmaker Wang's cry like she was killing a pig, she was so anxious that she didn't know what was happening outside.
When Zhao Cheng's voice sounded, tears burst out of her eyes. She knew that what happened outside must be related to her husband, but she couldn't help.
Originally, Bai Jingtao and others were only two or three miles away from Zhoujia Village. There were no hills to block them, and they could see the ruined temple at the head of the village from a distance.
Naturally, they couldn't see the dispute between the servants and Zhao Cheng, but Matchmaker Wang was running and shouting like crazy, which caught everyone's eyes.
These servants were all strong soldiers and had very keen ears and eyes. They immediately noticed that something had changed, so they immediately packed up their clothes and took out their swords.
"Master, please get in the car." A deacon among the servants, who was actually the leader of this team, immediately took over the defense and immediately asked Bai Jingtao to get in the car to avoid danger.
Bai Jingtao knew these rules well and was not stubborn. He just sighed: "Alas..."
Most of the team of more than thirty people were elite soldiers. They followed the deacon's command and immediately protected Bai Jingtao's car.
The remaining four or five servants were with the deacon, acting as a guerrilla force to support them at any time. Three more servants were sent, all mounted on their horses, to see what was going on at the ruined temple at the head of the village.
Although Bai Jingtao got in the car, his friend Meng Zhiyuan did not want to be protected by these servants.
He has a desire for adventure in his bones. This trip to the mountains was mediocre and boring, but now a sudden situation like this has inspired his adventurous spirit.
Meng Zhiyuan quickly got on the horse and said to the three servants: "I'll go with you!"
The three servants glanced at the deacon helplessly.
The deacon was responsible for protecting the safety of this group of people, including Meng Zhiyuan. But Meng Zhiyuan, unlike Bai Jingtao, was not obedient at all, and the deacon could not restrain him by force.
The deacon could only nod and said: "It's okay for Mr. Meng to go. The situation is unknown, so you must be more careful."
Then he said to the three servants: "Prying out the enemy's situation is secondary, protecting Mr. Meng is primary."
The three servants responded in unison, and the four of them rode towards the entrance of the village to destroy the temple.
At this time, the servant who fell to the ground had already climbed up with difficulty. He thought he was just taking someone, but he was unexpectedly attacked. Now that he had recovered a little, he thought of calling for help.
Zhao Cheng stood in front of the temple gate and did not stop the servant, because at this time he also saw four more people coming on horseback.
The village has also been alarmed. Some of the village neighbors were bold enough to stand in front of their homes and watch from a distance, while others were timid and hid in their homes for fear of getting into trouble.
In fact, this is not to blame for the timidity of the villagers. In fact, the laws at this time were very harsh and strict for the people at the bottom. When the county magistrate went on patrol, there were signs of "quietness" and "avoidance" in the ceremonial guard, which was a silent gesture. deterrence.
Regardless of whether you recognize the words on the sign or not, if you do not remain silent or evade when the county magistrate's honor guard passes by, then you will most likely be sent to jail if you bump into the honor guard. Skin.
Therefore, only the bolder villagers dared to come out to watch, while the timid ones stayed at home or hid behind the courtyard wall to peek secretly.
When Meng Zhiyuan and his servant arrived, they saw the previous servant getting up and walking slowly to the horse. It seemed that the injury was not serious.
"Bold! Who are you? How dare you attack us?"
Zhao Cheng looked at the four people approaching on horseback and asked, "You don't recognize me, and I don't recognize you either. This guy attacked me when he came up, so I fought back in self-defense."
Meng Zhiyuan originally thought that he was some powerful gangster, or that he had met the legendary gangster who flew over walls and walls, but he didn't know that when he got closer, he saw that he was just a sickly young man.
But when I heard what this young man said, it sounded crisp and sharp, with a bit of ruthlessness in it.
At this time, the injured servant said: "He is Zhao Cheng, the person we are looking for. I went to get him, but I was attacked unexpectedly."
"So you are Zhao Cheng."
These servants all knew that Bai Jingtao was looking for someone, and he must be looking for this guy. Originally, Mr. Bai asked him to go over and talk, but he didn't expect that he beat him up and ordered him to drink wine as a penalty. So they looked at each other and stepped forward together to grab Zhao Cheng before he spoke.
Zhao Cheng clenched the short stick in his hand. When dealing with one servant, he could be knocked down by surprise. But dealing with three at the same time would be difficult. For the current plan, the only way to capture the king is to capture the thief first.
Among the four people who came later, the one who came last was obviously respected. Whether it was the color of their clothes, their horses, or the expressions on their faces when they spoke, you could tell them apart at a glance.
Zhao Cheng immediately set his sights on Meng Zhiyuan. It was a bit difficult to deal with the three servants, but catching the leader by surprise was a way to deal with it.
When Meng Zhiyuan saw his servants surrounding Zhao Cheng, he felt that there was no danger, so he relaxed his vigilance and looked at Zhoujiacun with some boredom.
His mind was still focused on the ancient battlefield of Peidi, and all he could think about was waiting for things to end here and rushing over there quickly.
Unexpectedly, I heard the servant's shout, and when I turned around, I realized that the young man standing in front of the ruined temple had run in front of the horse without knowing when, with a sinister smile on his face.
Meng Zhiyuan immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
