The caravan that had embarked on its return journey a few days ago had entered the boundary of Yuanzhou yesterday. The caravan manager listened to Lin Manliu's advice and tried his best to avoid conflicts with the disciples of Fengxue Grand View Tower in Yuezhou City.
As a result, the day before yesterday, someone suddenly mentioned that there were still strong horses from the bandits at the Yuezhou River Crossing Station. The man surnamed Ruan called his two companions and the caravan manager to volunteer to go to the station to collect the horses.
At first, the caravan steward planned to reject their request because of the instructions of the young man in a short shirt. However, he gave up after the caravan men agreed that there was no problem and asked the three men to go to Yuezhou Duhe Station to collect the horses together. The caravan rendezvous.
In the early morning of April 3rd, the three-person team, which had been traveling for two days and one night, arrived at the edge of Yuezhou City and successfully boarded a ferry across the river.
"If I had known this, I should have asked the steward to come with me. I was afraid of this and that." Ruan Laosan began to say proudly after seeing him safely crossing the river.
"Yeah, are you worried about those people whose heads are about to go up to the sky? How can they care about us people?" The man next to him immediately agreed.
"Oh, I didn't realize that all three of our heads were enlightened by this trip," the last man said with a smile.
The three of them complimented each other like this. What they didn't realize was that there were already men in gray robes holding swords at the front and back of the ferry. They looked at each other and then continued to look after the ferry.
Just after the three people got off the boat, they walked towards the river crossing station with a bold step that did not belong to their identities at all. Two men holding swords followed them and entered the station together. The waiter at the station confirmed that the three of them were indeed After coming to pick up the horses that they had already designated, they exited the stable and looked at the man in gray robes holding a sword waiting outside the door.
Just after the three of them looked at each other for a moment, the man standing by the door on the left raised his arm, unsheathed his sword and walked into the stable, directly piercing the beam of the stable with his sword.
The sound of broken beams and columns was heard immediately, and the frightened horses in the stables roared. Most of them seemed to be frightened, and they were frantically rushing against the fences and stable walls. The three caravan men had seen this scene before.
Ruan Laosan, the leader, fell to the ground and watched. The horses in the stables on both sides were roaring, wailing, and rushing against the guardrail, as if they wanted to break the guardrail and trample the three of them to death.
"If you don't want to die, tell me honestly, what did you do in Yuezhou City last month?" A cold voice came from behind the caravan men.
"My lord... I don't know... I'm just here to lead the horses." Ruan Laosan was the first to speak out, then turned around and begged in a low voice to the man in gray robe at the door.
"Think carefully, you are not the one who did it. Who killed my Fengxue Grand View Tower disciples!" The gray-robed man's voice became stern, and he inserted his scabbard straight into the mud beside the stable door and shouted. There was a thumping sound.
"I remembered Da Xia. It was a woman in blue and a boy in a short shirt who came with us to Hangzhou. The two of them killed Da Xia outside Yuezhou City. Fellow disciples...they are two people with similar attire to the heroes." Before Ruan Laosan could answer, a person next to him immediately spoke.
"Where are these two people now? What are their names? It's best to tell the truth."
"The woman doesn't know...the man's name is...Liu Manlin. He met us at the border of Yangfeng Valley in Qianzhou. He drove away a group of horse bandits for us. These horses belonged to those people. They drove them away." It will be ours in the end..." The caravan man knocked his whole head to the ground. No one could see the expression on his face, but from the sound of his voice, he could tell that he was already quite frightened.
"Yangfeng Valley doesn't have this kind of sword move... The host won't let us investigate, but I want to find an explanation for my damn cousin, and then I can extort some money from his family." The man in gray robe whispered.
The man holding the sword who had been motionless outside the door saw that there had been no movement in the courtyard for a long time, and coughed lightly as a reminder.
The man who was still thinking immediately waved his hand to indicate that he understood, and said in a deep voice to the three men in the courtyard: "Since you have no involvement in this matter, I will let you go. Why don't you thank me for your generous and benevolent heart?" After saying that, he laughed sinisterly.
After the three caravan men hurriedly thanked the terrifying Fengxue Grand View Tower disciple in front of them, they didn't even dare to lead the horses, so they hurriedly ran out of the river crossing station to find their original horses and prepare to escape quickly.
The caravan man who had been silent just now panted and asked the person who just explained: "Aren't you afraid of telling lies and being discovered by them...".
The person who had just explained in the courtyard immediately interrupted his continued speech: "What are you lying about? We are not familiar with those two people. Hiding Brother Manliu is not to separate him from us. If those two people are forced to accept that he and we are both from southern Xinjiang, do you think they can get away with it?"
Ruan Laosan gave the man in front of him a thumbs up and said with a bit of admiration: "Sure enough, the three Yuanmen brothers are a lot smarter this time. Let's leave quickly."
Just when the three of them were leading their horses and preparing to go far away, they saw a man in gray robe holding a sword leaning against the tree stump where the horses were tied. It was the man who had been motionless at the door just now. He stared coldly at The three of them did not speak.
The caravan men naturally knew that something was wrong, so they didn't care so much and hurriedly mounted their horses to rush past the blockers in front of them. However, before Ruan Laosan, the fastest man, could overturn his horse, he was kicked to the ground. land.
"Dare you lie to me, hero? You are a country bumpkin from southern Xinjiang. You are tired of life, aren't you? Tell me honestly, hero, what do you know?" The man who had asked the question before appeared behind the three of them and kicked Ruan Laosan over. , one punch knocked the other two to the ground.
Finally, in a deep alley, the man in gray robe who claimed to be a hero tortured him severely. The three caravan men headed by Ruan Laosan had no choice but to connect what happened that day when they passed Yuezhou with the story of Lin Manliu walking along the way. I told this person everything about the incident and the previous situation in southern Xinjiang.
"A kid selling cakes in southern Xinjiang... Someone knows someone at Zhujian Peak... A beautiful woman in blue... Going to a banquet in Hangzhou? There are indeed many people who don't want to tell me the truth from the beginning, right?" In the deep alley, the man in gray robe, whose clothes were stained with blood, stared at the man in front of him, who was indeed somewhat smart.
No matter how scared he was in the stable room, he was still thinking of lies to lie to himself. He was so close to death here that he could remember so many things. The man in gray robes covered in blood suddenly had a playful look in his eyes, and his tongue passed through He made a slurping sound between his lips, as if he was expecting something.
Suddenly, he suddenly lifted his foot and stepped directly on the back of the caravan man's head. He stepped straight into the dirt, and there seemed to be some gravel under his face. As he stepped on one foot after another, the man under his feet just let out a scream. There were whimpering sounds.
Blood seeped out from under the head of the caravan man. Seeing this scene, Ruan Laosan hurriedly shrank and prepared to lean deeper into the alley, wanting to escape from this frightening place.
Before Ruan Laosan could curl up, suddenly a bright sword blade penetrated Ruan Laosan's calf from the gray-robed man's right hand, and a scream of "Ah——" immediately echoed in the deep alley.
The man holding the sword seemed to be enjoying the pleasure brought to him by these fears in the deep alley. Before the screams could get louder, he laughed loudly, so loud that it almost drowned out Ruan Laosan's screams. .
Suddenly, another flash of bright sword light flew in from the alley, and directly sank into Ruan Laosan's throat, killing him.
"This is your pleasure. I have no interest in it. Get rid of it quickly. I'm going back to the building." After the man in gray robe and holding a sword at the alley said, he turned around and headed towards the ferry.
"Senior brother, I will deal with it quickly." A voice responded from the deep alley, followed by even more screams and wails.
