"ah!!"
"My hands!"
In addition to Li Zhengyi, there were three voices present.
The white fat man with a mustache shouted loudest because his hand was chopped off. Hu Er's lower back was stabbed to pieces by Li Zhengyi's sword. After a while, his voice became much weaker.
There was also a trembling howl, which contained pain, shock, surprise and sorrow.
It was Wu Dalang. The stab wound on his chest was still oozing blood. He was extremely shocked by Li Zhengyi's operation.
Surprisingly, I can really get out of the prison now, but sadly I don't think I will have long to live.
"Don't kill me! Please let me go! I was also forced by Ximen Da... the dog thief."
Seeing the demon-like Li Zhengyi holding a sword in his left hand and slowly walking towards him, Mustache begged for mercy in horror.
Finding that the opponent was still approaching, he turned around and ran away in a hurry, but before he could take a few steps, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Please, please Brother Li...wuwu..."
"Let me go, I have money, I will give you all the money, please...ah!!"
The sword in Li Zhengyi's hand was raised high, and he slashed down quickly. The last sound that Mustache made in this world was a miserable howl.
Just in time, Li Zhengyi used all three sword moves he had practiced before. First, he stabbed Hu Da and Hu Er straight away.
Then use a swipe to separate the water and fire sticks, and chop off the mustache's hand.
The final slash destroyed the remaining enemy.
Only the sword attack against the thin man was something he had never practiced before. However, after experiencing this fight, Li Zhengyi felt that the technique of throwing flying swords was also very practical. If used well, it might achieve unexpected results.
The body of the thin man was lying on a few dead vines, and a pool of bright red blood like a stream had gathered underneath.
Li Zhengyi walked over and took out the sword stuck in his back. He ignored the blood that came out and wiped the blood stains on the two swords with the leaves on the side.
After looking around again, he inserted the sword back into the holster on his thigh.
Hu Er's voice also disappeared, and only Wu Dalang was still howling in the dense forest.
I have to say that Wu Dalang was really tough, and his voice was still so loud after shouting for so long. Li Zhengyi walked over and prepared to say his final farewell to this friend who had shared weal and woe.
But when he squatted in front of Wu Dalang, he found that the stab wound on his chest was not deep, it only cut open the superficial flesh. If treated in time, his life would not be in danger at all.
"Wu Da? Wu Da? Stop howling! You can't die yet!"
It took several calls for Wu Dalang to stop his howling like a wild boar, but he still groaned and said: "Brother Li... why didn't you take action earlier? You will kill me."
Grass, saved his life, but the dwarf blamed him.
Besides, if Li Zhengyi had not waited so long for the opportunity, he would have been beaten to death by those people with sticks.
Thinking of this, Li Zhengyi couldn't help but feel a little scared. At the same time, he took out the piece of iron hidden under his crotch, his eyes filled with emotion.
Sure enough, the key point is to protect him carefully. If it weren't for the simple crotch protector that he had hidden before, Hu Da's kick would have killed him.
At the same time, I also thought that Ximen Qing was really vicious. Not only did he want to kill himself, but he also asked his subordinates to torture him in such a vicious way before he died. It was really unforgivable!
Although there are thousands of emotions in my heart, the most important thing now is to deal with the knife wound on Wu Dalang's chest first, otherwise even a minor injury will be fatal over time.
He took off the water bag from Guan Cha's waist, wiped it for himself and took a sip, then poured some into Wu Dalang's mouth.
At this time, he stopped shouting and even stood up slightly, holding the water bag with both hands and taking a swig.
But then he let out a louder howl. Although Li Zhengyi had never learned how to bandage, he also knew that the first thing to do was to clean the wound.
So he took the wine bottle from Hu Da's waist, pointed it at Wu Dalang's chest, and poured it down directly.
"Ah!! Stop it!"
Since I didn't have any needle and thread, I skipped the sutures and used relatively clean linen cloth pulled from the bodies of the four fallen men, and wrapped it around Wu Dalang's chest several times.
Although Li Zhengyi's handling method was extremely rough, it at least stopped the blood flowing from Wu Dalang's chest.
It is also possible that all the blood that should have been shed was shed.
Leaving aside this for now, after Li Zhengyi helped Wu Dalang to rest a little further away, he did not forget the traditional way of touching corpses of time travellers.
In addition to drinks and dry food, I also found a few pieces of silver. I thought about it and put it in my arms. The most important thing was that I also found the keys on the shackles.
After neatly untying the shackles on his feet, he felt much more relaxed when walking.
He also helped Wu Dalang unlock the shackles, and the two of them were finally freed. The only drawback was that when they sat down to eat dry food, Wu Dalang kept grunting.
Does it hurt that much? But thinking about the bright big blade, Li Zhengyi couldn't help but think that he would not get hit by that.
After eating and drinking, Li Zhengyi returned to his lively appearance. He was free again and even more energetic.
Although Wu Dalang was injured again, he was in better spirits than before without the shackles.
I don't care about the bodies of those people, I believe nature will take care of them well. Li Zhengyi held a simple knife, and Wu Dalang held a water and fire stick, and returned the way they came.
On the way, Li Zhengyi slipped into a farmer's yard and took a few old clothes and two straw hats. He changed out of his dirty prison uniform and threw it in the ravine.
However, in order to establish his image as a righteous man, he left a piece of broken silver on the window sill of the farmer's house.
After changing their appearance, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
After such an experience, Wu Dalang considered himself a person who had traveled through the world. His mentality had undergone some changes, and his words and deeds had become much more open-minded.
This made Li Zhengyi look at him differently, thinking that belated maturity could not be considered mature.
When I go back, I have no burdens, my mentality is different, and I can go faster.
Originally, the best thing for them to do at this time was to find a remote place to hide. After all, they were still prisoners at the moment, and the gold mark tattooed on their foreheads was even more conspicuous. If they were not careful, they would be trapped in prison again.
But both of them had things they couldn't let go of, and they had to go back.
All the way to the gate of Yanggu County, taking advantage of the darkness, he covered his forehead with a straw hat and blended in with the crowd to enter the city smoothly.
Due to Wu Dalang's obvious stature, the two only chose remote and uninhabited paths. When they met the pedestrian Li Zhengyi, they covered Wu Dalang behind them and took advantage of the increasingly dense night to arrive at Wu Dalang's home.
This is the most dangerous place, but Wu Dalang insisted on coming. In order to cause unnecessary trouble, Li Zhengyi also followed.
After the two people dug in, they found that all the furniture inside had been smashed to the ground, and not a single trace of the precious gold and silver was missing.
I wonder if Pan Jinlian ran away as Uncle He Jiushu said.
Li Zhengyi, who was thinking about these things, found Wu Dalang squatting in the corner and tinkering with something, and waited for him to take a closer look.
I couldn't help but exclaim in my heart: "Okay, you Wu Dalang, you really are not as honest as you seem."
