Yellow River Road.
Fork in the road.
The day hangs high.
It was noon at this time, the sun was scorching like fire, the earth was roasting hot, and the air near the ground was a little distorted and fluffy.
Fang Bie and Xue Ling, each wearing a bamboo hat and straw sandals, dressed as businessmen, walked one after another on the sun-scorched yellow mud.
"Can I ask a question?" Fang Bie said quietly from behind: "Do you know Yang Zhi?"
"Yang Zhi?" Xue Ling was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I don't know him. Who is he?"
"Nicknamed the Green-faced Beast!" Fang Bie emphasized the tone for Xue Ling to remember: "His famous work is to escort the birth date, and then make all the accompanying sergeants dress up as merchants, and put all the gold, jewels and treasures into the burdens. And do it.”
"And when he was rushing, he didn't take advantage of the cool weather in the morning and evening, but always drove in the daytime when the sun was shining brightly. When the sergeants complained, he would whip them out one by one with canes."
Xue Ling finally understood: "You are mocking me, right?"
The two of them were now two merchants traveling under the bright sun, and this time Xue Ling was in charge of both the route of action and the method of assassination.
Xue Ling actually understood that this was Fang Don's attempt to let her practice her skills. Xue Ling didn't always want to be a hindrance, so she agreed happily.
"Since you don't admit that the green-faced beast Yang Zhi is your master." Fang Bie smiled: "Then let me ask you, why are we traveling under the bright sun?"
"Because?" Xue Ling was speechless for a moment.
Yes, when she made the plan, she did not consider the weather, because the camp of the Seventeen Yellow River Bandits was one or two hundred miles away from Luo City, and they were not inhuman beings like Sister Ping. If you can get there, you can kill and go back and forth in half a day, and you may be able to make it in time for lunch.
Xue Ling planned for the two men to disguise themselves as merchants and rush to the camp, then ambush Gu Kong and rush in.
After all - bee needles are such a reassuring remedy.
Her bee wings are still growing, so this plan is already relatively seamless.
At least in terms of disguise, Xue Ling still worked hard, and she kept the information of each of the Seventeen Yellow River Bandits in her mind.
"Because you forgot that it's summer, and no matter whether it's sunny or rainy, from your point of view, this is just a short distance on the map, right?" Fang Bie said sarcastically.
In fact, Fang Bie didn't really care about this, but Xue Ling's maturity itself was a gradual process. If he never let Xue Ling participate, then Xue Ling might never grow up.
This goes against Fang Bi's original intention.
Moreover, the mission of Seventeen Thieves of the Yellow River is really simple. It is the kind of mission that you can't fail even if you close your eyes. It is also a very suitable training mission.
Xue Ling was speechless.
She really hadn't thought about this.
"The bee wings of the hive need to plan all the back and forth plans, including travel, entanglements, retreat routes, assassination methods, etc." Fang Bie said quietly: "After all, I am just a bee sting, and I don't get paid twice. "
Xue Ling nodded, accepting the teaching humbly, and at this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from behind.
Xue Ling looked back and saw a group of four horses galloping toward her. The four horses were all white, fat and strong, with a tall head and a long body. They looked like good horses at first glance.
"Hey~~!" When they reached the fork in the road, the leading man pulled the reins and stopped the horse. He looked at the two forks in front of the road and was momentarily troubled. When he saw Xue Ling who was on the way, he said goodbye. He raised his whip and spoke. He said: "You two, do you know how to get to the camp of the Seventeen Bandits of the Yellow River?"
Xue Ling looked up and saw that these four people were all wearing green silk chivalrous uniforms, with jade on their waists, and swords on their saddles. They were all in their twenties and upwards, and looked high-spirited.
"What are you doing with the Seventeen Thieves of the Yellow River?" Xue Ling asked, lowering her voice so that they could not tell that she was a woman.
"Young people, don't worry so much." The leading man laughed loudly and said, "Of course he acted chivalrously and got rid of harm for the people. We heard that the seventeen thieves of the Yellow River have committed evil on both sides of the Yellow River, causing trouble for many years, not only for the common people, but also for the common people. We have also accumulated a lot of treasures, and we are going to do justice for heaven, robbing the rich and giving to the poor."
Xue Ling had mixed feelings after hearing this. Before she could speak, she heard Fang Bie nodded from behind: "That's it. Four heroes, the camp of the Seventeen Bandits of the Yellow River, please go this way."
Saying this, don't stretch out your hand to point them a way.
"You boy, you do have a good eye." The leading man nodded with satisfaction, took out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms, raised his hand and threw it on the ground: "I reward you."
Saying this, he shouted and the brothers walked, a group of four horses, wearing bright clothes and angry horses, kicked the horses' belly one after another, and the horses galloped forward with dust flying.
Xue Ling was speechless for a moment, but she saw Fang Bie lowering her head to pick up silver in the dust.
"Hey, the poor won't be allowed to eat, okay? How do you feel about it?" Xue Ling looked at Fang Bie who was squatting on the ground and teased.
However, she knew that even a recently deceased person could easily search for something on the body and then spread corpse powder to destroy the traces of the body. He would definitely not refuse to lower his head to pick up money.
Don't say you threw the money on the ground, even if you threw the money in Fang Bie's face, Fang Bie would come forward with a smile and say thank you.
"After all, it's money for them to collect the body." Fang Bie picked up the money and weighed it in his hand: "Yes, there are five pieces of silver. These heroes are so generous and can throw away my monthly money for a month." Smash people.”
Xue Ling clearly heard the words "money for collecting corpses": "Are you sure they are going to die? Then why did you point them to the right way?"
"If we point out a false path, will they thank us?" Fang Bie smiled and said, "No, they will give us a whip when they come back when they find out that they have been deceived."
"They ask for directions, and I give them directions. There's nothing wrong with that."
Xue Ling sighed: "You always have a point, but I always feel that this is not good."
"Whether it's good or bad, let's go." Fang Bie said, "In this arena, everyone thinks they will be the unique protagonist."
"The protagonist will never die."
"Those who died were all false protagonists."
Fang Bie gently patted Xue Ling's bamboo hat: "But the world is so big, how many protagonists are there?"
Saying this, Fang Bi moved forward and followed their horses' hoof prints.
Xue Ling asked from behind Fang Bie: "Then will you die?"
Fang didn't look back, spread his hands and said with a smile: "I'll try to avoid it."
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At the end of this correct fork in the road, the khaki-yellow flag of the Seventeenth Bandits of the Yellow River was flying high on the camp surrounded by mountains and rivers.
Four white horses were tied at the gate of the village.
Next to the big flag, there are four flagpoles.
There was a human head with blood flowing on it on a flagpole.
