"I am a divine weapon and the altar messenger of the Red Lotus Sect. If you dare to kill me, you will never have peace in this life!"
Master Zhang Xian shouted.
Jiang Yun frowned, "Red Lotus Sect?"
Master Zhang Xian emphasized his tone and chanted loudly: "The fire red lotus of karma, the evil spirit of Gangdi, walk the way, and will live forever -"
"What bullshit!"
"Uh-huh!"
A sword sealed his throat and his head fell to the ground.
Look at the corpses on the ground and the streets stained with blood. It will surely shock the whole of Nanjing.
"It's not advisable to stay in the cluster for a long time. Let's put oil on the soles of our feet and slip away tonight."
The three of them lowered their bamboo hats and hurriedly disappeared into Dongsheng
Back at the inn, I simply packed up my belongings, packed some food, got on my donkey and horse, and planned to leave the city.
The beautiful lady, clinging to the door, said affectionately: "What the three of you did in Dongshi was to eliminate harm for Shima County. It was an act of benevolence and justice. Why did you leave in such a hurry?"
It would be better if he just died as a scholar. After all, he is an official. Not only is it troublesome to explain, but the officialdom is also changeable, and he cannot stay for a long time due to emotions and reasons.
"It is our traditional virtue to do good deeds without leaving a name... Boss lady, now that Zhang Yuanwai is dead, their trust in the county has collapsed, and the family business will probably not be saved. Your debt to him can also be written off."
Song Che clasped his fists and said, "Then, I wish you a bright future and a prosperous business. We will see you later."
A passer-by, let’s talk about it later. I’m afraid I won’t be able to see you again in this life.
Yun Niang looked at them with deep gratitude: "Three knights, please leave your names. If we meet again in the future, Yun Niang can thank you all."
"Oh, my name is Liao——"
"Let's go, let's go!"
Song Che whipped Liao Hengma's butt. These are volatile times, leaving your name and heels behind may lead to trouble.
The three of them walked quickly at night and disappeared in the wind and rain.
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…
"Brother Chen, it's true that you have a horse but don't want to ride it. Why would you ride a donkey?"
Rushing on a rainy night.
Liao Heng and Jiang Yun were riding a white horse and a brown horse, but Song Che was riding a donkey.
Naturally, the donkey couldn't match the speed of the horse, and Song Che would often be pulled further apart by the former.
Song Che smiled and said: "Wise men all ride donkeys, such as Afanti."
Jiang Yun took a sip of wine and said: "I think that only women ride donkeys. A real man should ride a red-maned horse, either to enjoy himself in the world or to gallop on the battlefield."
Liao Heng also touched the white horse's mane and said: "Throughout ancient times and modern times, most of the emperors' vehicles are white horses."
Song Che said: "Hey, you two are exactly right. I don't know martial arts, I can't conquer the world, I don't know fighting, and I can't enter officialdom. For a businessman like me, riding a donkey is the best choice."
Liao Heng slowed down, walked side by side with Song Che, and curled his lips: "It would be too hypocritical if a person is too modest."
Song Che laughed loudly: "Suppose we encounter a bandit blocking the road, he will definitely give priority to robbing the horse rider, and will never bother me, the donkey rider;
Furthermore, even if I ride a donkey and walk slowly, you still have to wait for me, right? So, at the end of the day, it doesn’t matter what you ride, but who rides it. "
When he got here, he patted Liao Heng's thigh and said meaningfully: "If you have the ambition to be a husband, even a person who guards the gate can become a general, and a person who weaves mats and sells shoes can also achieve great hegemony."
Liao Heng fell into deep thought.
"Hahaha..." Song Che laughed, rode a donkey and raced past Liao Heng, came to Jiang Yun's side, and asked:
"Brother Jiang, before you killed the old magic stick, you seemed to have mentioned the words 'Red Lotus Sect' from his mouth. As a member of the world, do you know what this sect is like?"
Jiang Yun shook his head first, then nodded, "Since I left the valley, I haven't been too involved in the world, and I don't know much about the Red Lotus Sect. I only know that it is a very powerful sect, mainly distributed in Hebei and Jingdong. Both ways.”
"Is this so..."
Song Che pursed his lips, and the slogan "Fire red lotus of karma, eternal life" shouted out from the old magician's mouth was hard not to think of a "cult".
The ancients were ignorant and had mixed beliefs, so they were easily brainwashed by "pyramid schemes".
"Don't worry, brother, I, the horse rider, will definitely protect you, the donkey rider." Jiang Yun patted Song Che on the shoulder and laughed.
Song Che also smiled in response. The journey back home may be long, but it will certainly not be boring.
…
rain.
It still kept coming.
The further south you go, the heavier the rain becomes.
Song Che originally planned to pass through Nanjing and walk down the canal, thinking that if the rain cleared up, he would be able to find a pier to take a boat.
But who would have expected that as soon as they left Nanjing, they heard that the Huai and Si rivers had burst due to the rapid water flow, causing the entire north of Huainan to be flooded.
In desperation, we can only turn onto Jingdong East Road, pass Xuzhou and then go down to Jiangnan. This not only frees up the road, but also increases many dangers.
Three hundred miles east of Xuzhou is the coast. Among them, Haizhou and Chuzhou are in the midst of a Japanese invasion. A large number of refugees have migrated inland, causing troubles that cannot be underestimated.
Five days later.
Sanrong arrived in Xuzhou.
Thirty miles away on the outskirts of the city, there was a military checkpoint, and the roads had to be inspected and issued with documents before they could be allowed to enter the city. If they cannot take it out, they will be treated as refugees and will be stopped outside the checkpoint.
It can be seen that groups of refugees are setting up simple shanties or squatting under trees to hide from the rain. The miserable situation is unbearable.
"Since we are all citizens of Daliang, we should be at home wherever we are. What kind of guidance document is needed? I have never used that thing."
Jiang Yun is a prodigal son who thinks that he will use the earth as his bed. Where does he have any documents to guide him? He may not even have a household registration.
Song Che smiled and said: "It's simple. Brother Liao and I both have certificates. We will suffer a little loss. I will accept you as my brother and go to the city to visit relatives. I should-"
"Go, go, go! I don't care who your relatives are! Each person has a guide, if you don't have one, step aside!"
But before Song Che could finish his words, a businessman who had the same idea was ruthlessly blasted out.
Isn't this a slap in the face too fast?
Song Che's lips twitched and he smiled again: "Don't worry, these soldiers guarding the pass are very nice, maybe you can give them some money -"
"Go, go! If you dare to bribe openly again, I will take you to the dungeon!"
Before he could finish his words, a businessman who even offered a bribe of ten taels of silver was blocked back.
Listen to the soldier guarding the gate: "I tell you, the state magistrate has issued a death order. Recently, many heretics have disguised themselves as civilians and sneaked into Xuzhou City, spreading rumors, and the impact is extremely bad. I advise you not to think about it." Fishing in troubled waters, we must find a way out..."
pagan?
Song Che became interested and stepped forward and asked: "Is the 'heretic' you are talking about coming from the Red Lotus Sect?"
"It's that group of bastards who don't do their job properly. They use banners to spread the word of ghosts and gods, and they have gathered three to five hundred people in the southern suburbs of the city."
The captain reminded loudly:
"So you business travelers traveling through the southern suburbs must be careful. It's best to hire more bodyguards and don't expose your money. Those pagans are extremely hateful of wealth. If you have any shortcomings, we will not Guaranteed to be rescued in time!"
