Chapter 6 Staggering (6)

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Zhang Xing was stunned for a moment.

However, Aunt Liu reacted quickly and pushed the person directly: "Yuan Da, what are you talking about? Qin Bao has always behaved upright..."

"It's because he has always been upright that he decided to report to the government. They were afraid that he would be held accountable by the government for taking in this deserter, which would cause trouble to the village... Aunt Liu, it's not like you don't know that although the Qin family is in ruins, they always talk about it. These are all messed up rules." The visitor explained with a sneer, leaving Aunt Liu speechless.

Immediately, the man looked at Zhang Xing, who was still confused, and continued to explain:

"As for the deserter, Aunt Liu actually has one thing she hasn't said yet, which is that I, Yuan Dalang, am the one who has always been unruly in the village, but it is precisely because of his unruliness that I came to save you... I'll tell you the truth. , I have long disliked Qin Er. This guy relied on his good archery skills and his family was willing to pay for him to play with him. He first practiced Qi and martial arts with the martial arts school in the city, and then bought him a horse. You've been showing off your power in the village all day... Come with me, I'll take you out of the village so I can give him some face."

Aunt Liu was completely at a loss, and even though Zhang Xing came back to his senses and had some thoughts, he could only sigh - there was no way he would risk staying here. This is not a question of whether to believe it or not, but to say this If Fan leaves, everything will be his own. If he doesn't leave, Aunt Liu may be killed if there is any danger.

If you have no way to repay someone's kindness, how can you still bring trouble to others for nothing?

As soon as he thought about this, Zhang Xing turned back to get his helmet, dagger, and eyebrow knife... He didn't even realize that an encounter with a real dragon in Po Guan and a battle in the mountain village had already brought about huge changes in him.

It was too late to do anything, so Zhang Xing put away the compass in the house. Although he had a slight urge to use it, he couldn't show anything to the unknown Yuan Da, so he just inserted it into his waist in a hurry. When he came to the main room, Aunt Liu again I stuffed a lot of dough into the package, reluctantly thanked him, put on my boots and went out.

When I got out of the house, the two moons were half-hung each other. I couldn't say how bright it was, but it wasn't dark either.

Zhang Xing hurriedly went to push the cart, but Na Yuan shouted again: "There are people guarding the main intersection. You have to climb over the fence outside the fence. The cart can't pass..."

Zhang Xing didn't say a word, gathered his energy a little, and easily lifted Du Meng's body up, but he was prepared to rather carry the burden on him than leave him behind.

Yuan Da was stunned when he saw this, and then sneered, but he also stepped forward and put on the eyebrow knife and helmet in the car. Immediately, the two of them walked in tandem and hurried away through the night without having time to say goodbye to Aunt Liu.

First, we climbed over the fence and the earthen fence, and then turned onto the westward road. There were no obstacles along the way, and it was even a little smooth.

It wasn't until before dawn, when the sky got a little brighter, that he came to the side of the woods in front of a three-way intersection. Yuan Da just stopped and looked back: "You rest here for a while, I'll look at the road signs, and I'll see you later." You’ll have to turn back as soon as you’re on your way.”

Zhang Xing nodded, placed Du Meng's body on the roadside, and then sat on the ground to catch his breath... Although this body was that of a typical Lianjiazi soldier, and there was clearly extraordinary power of Lao Shizi's Qi in it, but he only slept In the middle of the night, he walked for half the night carrying the body of Du Meng, who was very strong. He was already exhausted. How could he not want to rest?

Moreover, the most dangerous night is about to pass, and it will be dawn soon, which makes people feel at ease on the road.

However, seeing the other party trotting away with a long knife and a helmet on his head, Zhang Xing, who was sitting there, still felt a little bit in his heart. He always felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly touched the compass.

"The Supreme Lord is as urgent as the law!"

With a word, the compass needle suddenly bounced up, pointing straight to the way it came from.

Zhang Xing's scalp was numb, and he wanted to leave instinctively, but when he turned around and saw Du Meng's body exuding cold air, he felt sad. In fact, following his glance, the compass pointer in his hand dropped directly.

All thoughts come from the heart, and the thoughts in the heart will change in an instant.

In the end, he didn't wait too long. Just a moment later, Zhang Xinggang stuffed the dagger into his boots, and the woods on one side of the road began to rustle. Then Yuan Da and the four civilian armed men who had disappeared from the fork in the road appeared. It came out directly from here.

Seeing Zhang Xingduan sitting still, several people hesitated for a moment before slowly surrounding him.

"Why don't you run?" Yuan DaYi was surprised for a moment.

Zhang Xing didn't say a word, just mouthed towards the corpse on one side.

Yuan Da immediately laughed: "You're a fool too! I wanted to laugh at you before. Everyone is dead, so why bother? If you have a conscience, you can just bury it on the roadside. Why bother yourself?"

"I was born in the military, and I have also learned martial arts." Zhang Xingqing knew that he couldn't reason with this kind of person, so he only talked about the pros and cons. "Although there are many of you, if you really want to force me to fight hard, even if I can win, I'm afraid two of you will have to die with me... I am penniless, and all I can think about is sending my friend's body home. I don’t know what you are planning?”

"The world is not good. If you can figure something out, it's worth it." Yuan Da sneered. "The best iron helmets and the military-standard brow-tip sword are all practical and useful things that you can't buy even if you have money. Even if you are robbed of these, it will make Qin Bao's face a big loss... ...Do you think I was just coaxing you before? I really hate Qin Er!"

Zhang Xing shook his head.

"never mind."

Yuan Da laughed even more when he saw this. "Since you are a loyal person, we won't fight with you, but we can't come in vain... Just be honest and leave your sword, helmet, and package here, and I'll allow you to take your companions away!"

Zhang Xing thought for a moment, nodded, threw down these three items, then picked up Du Meng and left.

But after walking a few steps, Yuan Da suddenly shouted again:

"What is that thing in your waist? Is it made of copper? Keep it together."

Zhang Xing lowered his head and saw that it was the compass. He felt angry instantly, but without thinking, he reached out to his waist to untie the compass and threw it aside.

Just think about it. Poor Du Meng only thought that everyone had been exposed to heavy rain for several days and could not survive, so he eagerly wanted to take everyone to a village that he vaguely knew. As a result, as soon as the defeated soldiers got some rest, conflicts intensified. , directly costing his life.

It's the same today. Zhang Xing only wants to eat a hot meal and it's done. Who would want to be a conspicuous outsider in the village and be targeted by these gangsters?

Therefore, after throwing down the compass, Zhang Xing felt relaxed all over.

"etc!"

After taking a few more steps, Yuan Da suddenly spoke again. "Are your boots a soldier's military boots? The kind with double-layered cowhide? Keep them too!"

Zhang Xing finally laughed out of anger.

Without him, the boots themselves don't matter. He even threw away the compass. Does he still care about the value of the boots? But without the boots, how could he send Dumeng home?

As for sending Du Meng home, for him, who has barely lived through time for ten years, it is not just as simple as repaying a favor, nor is it just a promise from a man... Repaying a favor is a reason, and keeping one's word is a term. Apart from these two points In addition, the more important point is that this is the only thing he can grasp after coming to this world, and it seems to be the only absolutely right thing he can do.

Without sending Du Meng back, he would not be able to convince himself to settle down in this new world and start a new life.

At this thought, Zhang Xing completely let go. He raised his head and closed his eyes for a moment, then gently put down Du Meng's body, turned to the other party, spread his hands, and raised one foot slightly:

"Yuan Da, right? I won't hide it from you. I have a dagger hidden in my boots. If I take it off, I'm afraid there will be a misunderstanding. Even if there is no misunderstanding, I have a sharp knife in my hand, and there will be evil fire. Then It’s not good for anyone… If you really want these boots, get them yourself!”

Yuan Da was startled for a moment, raised the corner of his mouth, handed the long knife to the person behind him, and asked the other person to follow him with the knife. Then he came over proudly, ready to lean over and take off the military boots.

But it was too late, and soon, as Yuan Dayi lowered his head, Zhang Xing suddenly moved his limbs, and then raised his foot high, then slammed it down from the opponent's shoulder, almost forcefully knocking the opponent's entire body. Stepped on the ground.

A blow to the foot made Yuan Da wail and scream, and everyone around him was caught off guard. However, Zhang Xing did not stop at all, taking advantage of the situation, stepping on Yuan Da's shoulder and flying towards the knife-wielding man behind him, bumping into and snatching away the sword. The knife was snatched from his hand. With the long knife in his hand, Zhang Xing used the sergeant's muscle memory to raise and lower the knife on the road in the wilderness at dawn, and slashed hard at the people following him in a standard military slashing posture.

The latter was still dazed and staggering until this moment, but was chopped off in the neck by a sword that contained true energy, and his head was suddenly missing.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xing had successfully subdued and killed one person. Even he was a little surprised by the strength of this body.

But before they had time to think about it, the people behind them had already been stunned. When they came back to their senses, they saw that there were three more people, but they had no intention of revenge and instead ran away. Zhang Xing realized what he was doing and immediately chased after him. He easily cut down another person in the forest, and then turned around and killed another person in a ditch. Finally, he turned back to the road and used all his energy to chase the last person. It took him less than half a quarter of an hour, and the sun had mostly risen, to catch up with the person a hundred feet away, and threw the knife through his back. Heart.

But probably because of this chase, after he forced his energy to return and quickly returned to the original place, he staggered and almost fell... Obviously, he was so tired just now and still had to use his energy, and his body reached the limit again. , the old habit of the ruined temple happened again.

At this time, Yuan Da, whose face was covered with blood, had already stood up and was looking at the visitor in panic. His legs were trembling as well, and he did not dare to move at all. When he opened his mouth, he even said with a hint of crying: "Master Jun! You sir have a lot of..."

"Isn't it too late for you to say this now?" Zhang Xing quickly stopped his anger, pointed at the long knife and moved it over. Essentially, he wanted to use the knife to support his body and regain some strength, but his momentum was not at all Not reduced. "I originally wanted not to cause trouble with Aunt Liu, so I kept tolerating to you, but you kept pushing even further..."

"Master Jun!"

At this time, the morning sun was rising, Yuan Da's face was filled with blood, mud, tears and snot, and his arm seemed to be broken, which was called wonderful. "Please spare me for Aunt Liu's sake... If you kill me, you will be a member of the village, and it will be difficult for Aunt Liu to tell others."

As if the point had been made, Zhang Xing suddenly stopped and stopped five or six steps in front of the opponent. Then he thought for a while and finally threw down the eyebrow-tip knife in his hand angrily:

"roll!"

Yuan Er, who was frozen there, turned around and staggered away as if he had received an amnesty.

Zhang Xing, who had regained some strength through his previous actions, looked at the opponent coldly. After waiting for about seven or eight breaths, he saw that the opponent was indeed running away in embarrassment without caring about what was behind him. Then he lowered his head and took out the dagger from his trouser leg, and then Suddenly Luck moved forward, got behind the opponent, and stabbed him into the back of the heart.

Yuan Da turned around, and his already wonderful face was twisted to an extreme, and there seemed to be a hint of disbelief under the blood stains.

It's like saying, shouldn't a person like you keep your word?

"I'm sorry, I can't help it." Zhang Xing seemed a little ashamed. "If I let you go back and I leave again, God knows if you will seek revenge on Aunt Liu? After thinking about it at this time, I can only eradicate this scum like you."

With that said, Zhang Xing pushed the other party down on the road, stabbed him seven or eight times before he slumped aside.

The morning sun rose, looking around the plains, several corpses were found near the intersection. Zhang Xing knew there was no time to waste, so he just rested for a while, then dragged the three corpses nearby into the woods with his strength. After a little searching, he got a few Coins and a few steamed buns were stuffed into the package... Then he ate another steamed bun, drank some water in the ditch, and started on his way again.

Of course, as the saying goes, one learns from one's mistakes. This time, Zhang Xing did not even dare to take his helmet. He also discarded the murderous one of the two long knives. He just tied the package, set up a long eyebrow-tip knife, and hid it. With a dagger, he turned around and took up Du Meng again.

But like this, as soon as he reached the fork in the road, he turned back with a wry smile, picked up the compass that he had deliberately ignored, recited a spell, and then started on the road again.

We were gone for four or five days, not to mention that Zhang Xing followed the compass instructions, stayed up day and night, and couldn't make it in time. Just say that this afternoon, in the woods next to the fork in the road where the murder was committed, Qin Bao, whose face was as heavy as water, and seven or eight other young men with bows and swords in the village, as well as several village elders and county officials who were sitting withered , suddenly heard a burst of intensive horse hoofbeats, and then everyone had different reactions.

Obviously, this is the official messenger from the state who has been waiting for him.

In this regard, the village elders and county officials were just relieved, feeling that they could finally get rid of the hot potato, but Qin Bao couldn't help but be a little surprised, because the crime occurred on the 5th and was discovered four days ago, and it was only in the evening that the village elders panicked They gathered these young men together to control the scene. As a result, the county official arrived late yesterday and sent a letter to the state. He originally thought that he would have to wait two or three more days to see the official from the state, but unexpectedly he arrived today. arrive.

Thinking like this, when Qin Bao walked out of the woods with the village elders, ready to greet him, he was stunned on the spot - without him, there were seventeen or eight people coming, all wearing brocade clothes and long swords. Zhi was definitely not an ordinary police officer, and even though the leader was dressed in men's clothing, a so-called "powerful attire" and no makeup, yet upon closer inspection, one could still recognize that she was a woman.

In other words, she is a female swordsman in her late teens.

The woman has thin eyebrows and phoenix eyes, an oval face, a single dimple, and a flawless complexion. She is dressed in a standard plain brocade dress, wearing a small warrior crown on her head. She is carrying a long sword marked with the first and second months, which represents the origin of the Trinity Orthodox Church. She is galloping like the wind. When you dismount the Maliso, you will see three parts of heroic spirit, three parts of softness, three parts of amiability, and one part of nobility.

By the way, the voice seems to be very nice too, otherwise Qin Erlang wouldn’t have been stunned in place as soon as he opened his mouth:

"Is this the case you reported? I am Bai Yousi, inspector of Jing'an Taiwan Zhu Shou. I happen to be passing through your city on official business. I heard that there was a murder case of a group of thieves here, so I came to check it out."

The person who came was like a god, and he was full of momentum. All the county officials and village elders could only obey. Qin Baoping always claimed that heroes hide in the grass. At this time, he wanted to show off, but he didn't know how to deal with it. Instead, he opened his mouth silently. Then his face turned red with embarrassment.

When the female inspector saw this, she smiled measuredly and generously: "Don't worry about it, it's actually what you commonly call Jing'an Taiwan Red Belt. If nothing happens, please work harder and take me to see it. Corpse."