199 Which one is faster, the knife or the gun?

Style: Historical Author: like a swordsmanWords: 3148Update Time: 24/01/12 14:18:02
When the rain stopped and the sky cleared, Lin Linyou lay on the roof and watched the stars. One, two, three, and four stars were connected in a line, like a greedy snake.

Look at the night, it will be a sunny day tomorrow.

The surroundings were so quiet, as if he was the only one left in the world.

He rested his hands on his hands, looking at the clear Milky Way and the stars in the sky, humming a song. At this time, the tenderness of the scholar's mind that was sad for spring and autumn slowly took over this body. The hot blood in the body gradually cooled down, and the impulse silently dissipated. Suddenly I realized that the knife had been stained with a lot of blood during this period of time, and I felt a faint sadness in my heart for no reason.

Is it possible that we really want to end this life in Ming Dynasty?

Heaven and earth are coexisting with me, and all things are one with me...Forget about things externally, and forget me internally. Forgetting both the inside and the outside is the ultimate state... I use the heaven and the earth as a coffin, the sun and the moon as a jade, the stars as pearls, and all things as a gift...

Looking at the starry sky and the Milky Way, Lin Lin's mood gradually became peaceful...



When Qiu Bu came to the pasture, it was already dark. Only the westernmost room on the pasture still had light. Without hesitation, he wrapped himself in soaked clothes and walked towards the house with one foot deep and one shallow. Run.

"Bah, bah, bah..." I heard the sound of stepping on the grass from far to near. Lin Linyou stopped vomiting, raised his body slightly and looked around. He saw a person walking towards his hut. He couldn't see his face clearly in the darkness. He was holding a cane in his hand. Could it be that he was an old man?

Lin Lin was out of sight, it was a deserted pasture, the moon was dark and the wind was high, who knew whether the person coming was a human or a ghost?

But this man stopped in front of the wooden house, raised the "walking stick" in his hand and knocked on the door: "Is there anyone there?" He sniffed twice and smelled the meaty aroma wafting from the house, and his stomach growled in response. .

The fire in the house came from the fire where the meat was cooked.

Lin Linyou was startled and heard the voice of the person coming.

The ghost lingers! Everyone is chasing me here!

Just ignore him and see what he wants?

Seeing that no one answered, Qiu couldn't help but couldn't care less. He pushed open the wooden door and walked in. There was no one in the house, but meat was cooking in the pot. It was late at night. I wonder where the owner was?

Lin Linyou sat on the roof and had a panoramic view of Qiu Bu's actions through the sparse gaps in the thatch. He saw that this guy was naked, and the scene was really eye-catching.

Qiu Bu took off his soaked clothes and put them by the fire to bake. He put the long knife aside and took a small knife to cut the meat in the pot. He brought two knives, one long and one short. Although his martial arts skills are high, his level of swordsmanship and hiding a sword is only the first level - hiding a sword in his sleeve.

After taking two bites, Qiu Bu looked around and saw a jar of wine on the table. He was chewing meat with a bulging mouth. He stood up and took a jar of wine without ceremony. He sat comfortably on the ground, smashed the sealing mud, and raised his mouth. Just pour it. He took a big sip, raised his hand to wipe his mouth, let out a long sigh of contentment, took a bowl and filled it with wine, and leaned forward to cut the meat again.

Which part of this cut is the meat in the pot? This is Lin Linyou’s heart and soul!

If you don't go on, this guy will finish all the wine and meat!

"Who!" The former scout captain had such good ears! When Lin Lin moved on the roof, he heard it and reached out to grab his knife.

"Your dad!" Lin Lin used an upside-down golden hook to climb onto the eaves and throw himself into the house.

"So it's you! What a coincidence! Why did you take advantage of me as soon as we met?" Qiu Bu could relax, put down the knife, and continued to eat large pieces of meat and drink from a bowl as if no one else was watching.

"What coincidence?" Lin Linyou said angrily, "The meat you eat is mine, and the wine you drink is mine! Aren't I the one who provides you with food and clothing, am I your father?"

"So? This house belongs to you?" Qiu Bu chewed the meat.

"Could it be yours?"

"Do you know how many houses like yours can be bought with thirty thousand taels of silver? How many cows and jars of wine like yours?"

Sure enough, it was for gold again!

"Are you done..." Before he finished speaking, Qiu Bu's right hand was still holding the meat, and he stretched out his left hand to pull. Between the lightning and flint, the long sword was already placed on Lin Linyou's neck, and the scabbard was still there. It hasn't moved an inch on the ground.

Lin Linyou didn't even see clearly how he got out of his scabbard!

"Someone offered 30,000 taels of silver for your head." Qiu Bu sat on the ground and didn't even move an inch.

"I didn't expect my head to be so valuable." Lin Linyou said.

"It's just a pity that you refused to tell me where the gold was hidden until your death." Qiu Bu said, "I think the brotherhood between you and me is over. You were the first to be unkind, so don't blame me for being unjust."

"Look below." Lin Linyou sneered.

Qiu Bu had already felt a chill under his body. When he lowered his head and took a look, he saw the black muzzle of a gun. Similarly, he could not see clearly when Lin Linyou took out the gun.

Now Lin Linyou's gun was pointing at Qiu Bu's "gun".

Obviously, Lin Linyou's gun is more powerful.

The matchlock on the gun's body was only a few inches away from the blazing flames.

Every time the flames shot up, Qiu Bu was frightened, for fear that the flames would lick the match rope.

"Tell me, which one is faster, your knife or my gun?"

Qiu Bu had never played with a magic machine gun or a blunderbuss before. He didn't know the speed of this thing, but he had heard of its power.

"How could I be willing to really kill you?" After a moment of stalemate, Qiu Bu lost his temper and silently put away the knife.

"You are reluctant to part with gold, right?" Lin Linyou did not put away his gun, "Who paid for the 30,000 taels for my head?"

"You are a Jin Yiwei, you should know." Qiu Bu said, "Who did you offend? I don't know in my heart?"

"I want you to say it."

"Zhu Youxi." There was nothing that Qiu Bu did not dare to say. The main thing was that saying it would mean that the mission had failed, which meant that a financial backer and a business had been lost.

Lin Linyou had naturally guessed that it was Zhu Youxi. He saw with his own eyes that Qiu Bubu cut off the head of Zhu Youxi's guard. Who else could afford 30,000 taels of silver to buy his own head? Besides him, who else could be there?

Furthermore, that day at Zhu Youxi County Prince's Mansion, Qiu couldn't pass Yang Fang, Qiu had to recognize Yang Fang, but Yang Fang heard Lin Linyou talk about him, how professional Jin Yiwei was! A person's appearance can be roughly determined by description, not to mention that Qiu Bu also carries an iconic horse-killing sword.

When he returned to the capital, Yang Fang lobbied Lin Lin about the matter. Lin Linyou was also convinced that it was him who must have taken the head of Zhu Youxi's bodyguard to discuss cooperation with Zhu Youxi.

He really got it right.

In addition, Yang Fang mainly asked for help from his eldest and second brothers and told him what Zhu Youxi ordered him to do. He never expected that the eldest and second brothers killed Zhu Youxi's people, and it was the two of them who followed Yang Fang that night.

"You don't believe me?" Yang Fang was a little sad.

"We don't trust you." Lin Linyou said with a smile.

"As for Zhu Youxi, don't worry about him." Lin Linyou continued. As long as the King of Han did not succeed in the end, Zhu Youxi would have no chance to settle accounts with Jin Yiwei.

Later, Yang Fang captured several White Lotus cultists who were following him, but under severe torture, they refused to admit that they were sent by Zhu Youxi. The soft-spoken Wukong Hall disciples that Lin Linyou captured were basically time travellers. They had just arrived in the Ming Dynasty not long ago, and they were still young minions. Naturally, they didn’t know much useful information. For their safety, Lin Linyou always kept They were imprisoned in prison.



Qiu couldn't sheath the sword silently.

"Are you really planning to kill me for thirty thousand taels?" Lin Linyou finally put away his magic machine gun.

"For thirty thousand taels, don't you really not regard me as a brother?" Qiu Bu drank a bowl of wine gloomily.

Lin Linyou sat down cross-legged, reached for a pottery bowl on the table above his head, poured himself a full bowl of wine, drank it, and said: "You still refuse to believe me, believe me to fight side by side with you. Brothers who have gone from death to life, but they would rather believe in a clan dandy."

"What's the meaning?"

"It means that if you are sold, you will have to count the money for them."

Qiu Bu was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "I still don't understand."

"Do you have the banknote with you?"

"There are several."

"Show it to me!"

Qiu Bu reached out and tugged at the baking clothes, took out a few banknotes from his sleeve pocket, and handed the banknotes Zhu Youxi gave him to Lin Linyou opposite.

Lin Linyou took a few glances and said with a smile: "I am confident that my head is worth money, but I will never believe that Zhu Youxi is willing to pay thirty thousand taels for my head." After saying that, he let go and the banknotes fell. The fire burned out in an instant.

"You!" Qiu Bu stood up angrily.

"Sit down! How can you be naked and idle?" Lin Lin glanced at you, "If you don't feel inferior, I will feel inferior for you!"

Seeing the banknotes turned into ashes, Qiu Bu felt heartbroken and was so angry that he was speechless.

"Why are you so anxious? It's fake!" Lin Linyou said.

"Fake?"

"It's not fake. It's just that it can only be exchanged for official silver, or used for military pay, building a palace, or salary. You can't use it!"

"It's all burned. Whatever you say is what you say!"

"How many of the 30,000 taels of silver notes have I burned? Am I right? Just take out the rest and take a look." Lin Linyou said, "The bank notes have usage scope and usage regulations. You It’s not like you don’t know? Didn’t you look at it when you first took it?”

Qiu Bu couldn't hide the remaining banknotes and didn't take them with him. Although he was doubtful about Lin Linyou's words, he couldn't verify them.

He was embarrassed to say that when he first took it, he was just too excited.

"Even if it can only be used for official purposes, if Zhu Youxi gave it to me, wouldn't he lose thirty thousand taels in vain?" Qiu Bu still didn't believe it, or didn't want to believe it.

"This is a banker's ticket from the Hongwu period. The ticket version has changed a long time ago," Lin Linyou said. "They used it to exchange for a new ticket version and sent you away with this pile of waste paper. You were fooled!"

"You!" Qiu Bu stared and wanted to get up again. Then he remembered that he was not wearing any clothes and sat down again.

"Don't be in a hurry with me! If you are in a hurry, go to Zhu Youxi."

Qiu had to talk and drank one bowl after another.

After drinking a few bowls, a bowl full of wine was stretched out from the opposite side, and Lin Linyou looked at him with a smile.

"What to do?" Qiu Bu was stunned.

"You want gold so much?" Lin Linyou looked at him, "After finishing this bowl, brother will take you to find gold!"